i really like your programs this year

zinge  asked:

Have you ever played Zoo Tycoon?

According to my mother, Zoo Tycoon was pretty much the only game I played as a kid until I found the Sims - and then they still got about even amounts of time expenditure, which is impressive considering what a time suck building houses in that game can be. (And honestly, once pets and pet breeding was an option in the later versions of the Sims, that was all the game was good for).  

I’m actually amazed how much of the mechanics in ZT hold true in real life. (I’ve definitely caught myself mentioning things like “guests always want to think they could see at least one animal” and then realizing when asked where that rule comes from that I was quoting a guide that was on one of the big DLC sites.) ZT was pretty straightforward about making sure players understood what appropriate containment looked like - no basic chain link fencing for the allosaurus exhibit - and making you stay up on exhibit maintenance. Not to mention that for a game designed for children, it was very honest about incompatible species, predator/prey, and animal/guest interactions. My favorite part is that it emphasized that the preferences and needs of each animal would dictate the type of exhibit you designed for them, even down the grade of the elevation and the type of trees that were planted. You could see which things about an exhibit made the animal happy to live there and which ones didn’t and you had to balance them out or you guests would be really unhappy about the conditions your animal lived in.  Looking back, it’s now obvious that the ‘x animal doesn’t like y in it’s exhibit’ information was a great introduction to basic welfare assessments.

Probably my favorite ZT story, though, was years after I stopped playing. Remember that sound clip they had for the dolphins in the marine expansion? Yeah, that… that’s the sound an angry Black-Footed Ferret makes. A while ago, I had the opportunity to spend some time at a facility that participates in their breeding program, and because they’re kept super isolated from people (so they don’t habituate and can be released as adults) the little buggers were very much  not happy to see us. It made an impression, these cute little fuzzy animals things gaping and chittering aggressively at us like that. Fast forward a couple of months, I’m visiting family, and my niece is playing Zoo Tycoon on the desktop computer outside the guest room door. She was building… of course… a giant marine park. The noises from the dolphins got into my dreams, and I woke up in an absolute panic, freaking out about highly endangered and aggressive ferrets having gotten loose from their conservation programs.

FP Jones/Andrew’s Family/Riverdale imagines - Oh Dear Part 4

Originally posted by riverdales-daily

AN: I decided to post this earlier than I originally said and I’m also Sorry for the cliff hanger last part! This chapter is a little messy but I hope you like it and things are going to start picking up from now on!

Catch up: (Part One) (Part Two) (Part Three)

Overall Summary: You’re Archie’s old sister and you have a thing for a certain serpent

Pairing: Reader x FP Jones, Sister!Reader x Archie Andrews, Daughter!Reader x Fred Andrews

Word count: 2,323

Warnings: Well, FP is clearly older than the reader in this fic, none really

**Incoming call: FP Jones**

You frowned at the unexpected call. It hadn’t been long since you left the bar, why would FP call you? 

You heard Jughead’s voice from down the hall, he had only just got home, and you moved towards your window on the other end of the room. 

“Hello?” You answered quietly, cautious that Jughead was just down the hall. 

“I need you to come to the trailer park.” FP said immediately. You knew you should have ask ‘why’ and ‘was everything okay?’ but you just said you were on your way and then hung up. 

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hes-my-silver-archer-boy-deacti  asked:

Hey, not sure if you are still doing requests, but will you pretty please do #2 for Nicky and Erik. Like maybe early on during the exchange program maybe?... I really love your writing sooooo much.

(This was sent a million years ago but I loved writing them and I hope you like it too!! You’re too goddamn kind wth)

02: “I think I’m in love with you and that scares the hell out of me.” nicky/erik

Their routine is pretty simple, now that he’s settled in. Make breakfast with Erik’s mom (the only morning person in the house), try not to burn things when Erik walks in with the sun on the hem of his smile. Go to the airy Stuttgart high school and text Erik under the desks, feel German in his mouth like something God put there directly, something his parents never touched. Wander home past palace square and pretend it’s the fresh, sunny air making him feel untouchable, not Erik’s fingers brushing his knuckles.

They sleep in the same room, three feet apart, until the house takes soft breaths and the clock is the loudest sound on the air. The hardwood is cool when Nicky climbs out of bed and Erik lifts his duvet for him.

The whole thing is indescribable. The way coming to Germany felt like breaking out of prison, and Erik Klose at the arrival gate had felt like instantly stumbling upon a five star hotel with his name on the guest list.

Every day he spends watching Erik get teased about his sexuality by his mother with a pat on the cheek and a shared laugh, every time their now mutual friends nudge him and Erik together, every church service he spends staring at the rainbow flag peeking innocently out from the decor, is another day that he can’t stop gulping in the freshness of the air.

He dreams about the conversion camp, and he wakes up in his maybe boyfriend’s arms. He falls in love with how easy it is and cries when he thinks of how easy it wasn’t and can’t always be. English rusts in his mouth.

Erik doesn’t label the thing they have, but sometimes they sit in the family’s garage on their sixth or seventh beer (eighteen Nicky. You’re legal. Stop trying to smuggle six packs past my mother like she doesn’t know what we’re doing) and they bet on how many cars will go by. Erik holds Nicky’s hand to his own heart and counts off all the verses in the bible that preach unconditional love.

“You know that whole ‘love is patient, love is kind’ thing? That’s for you too,” Erik says, tugging the hair out from behind Nicky’s ear so it curls around his face.

“Mmm. I don’t think my love would be patient. My love would get shit done.”

Erik laughs, leaning back and cradling his beer to his chest. “I don’t doubt it.”

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Exchange Student -1- Jungkook

Originally posted by kookmint

Exchange Student - Jungkook

Parts; Masterlist | 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05 |

Pairing; Jungkook x reader

Genre; Fluff, Romance

Word count; 3.650

Synopsis; having an exchange student living in your house, shouldn’t be a problem unless this exchange student is Jungkook from BTS. 

“Good morning everyone, please take your seat.” You quickly did what the teacher asked and sat down. “I’ve got some news for everyone. We will start our new program of exchange students. A few of you will be hosting one of the students.” You knew that your mother signed you up for this new program so this wasn’t really a surprise. You were curious though because you didn’t know where this person was coming from. You just knew a few languages which existed out Korean, English, Spanish, and Japanese. The reason why you learned Korean was because you loved Korean drama’s, just like your mother so last years she gave us up for night school. We learned Korean together and now we could speak it almost fluently. So I must be a student from either Japan, Korea and a Spanish country.

“Y/n,  I believe that you are signed up for this program right?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Good, could you come over here, I will give you some details about this exchange student.” You got up and your best friend Sophie thought it would be funny to trip you, This backfired though as you saw it coming from miles away. You quickly took a sip from your water and as you passed her desk she stuck out her leg and as you stopped next to her, you turned and spit out the water right over her. At first, she was horrified and then she burst out in laughter and you couldn’t help but follow her and as you both were laughing like crazy, you walked towards the teacher who was just shaking his head. He wasn’t laughing but he also didn’t say anything about it, probably because he was used to it.

“Sorry about that sir.” he shrugged and smiled at you “I’m used to it.” You chuckled because this was true. It was not like you were the only ones who pranked each other but the entire class liked to goof around. Not that it was a bad thing because your class was above average in scores, so this was allowed, as long as we cleaned up after ourselves.

“So the student that will be staying at with you is from South Korea and his name is Jungkook Jeon.”

“If he is from South Korea, shouldn’t you say Jeon Jungkook?”

“Technically yes but this is America, so he should say it the right way.”

“Sure but don’t you think it will be hard for him?”

“He has to get used to it really fast, so please call him by his first name.”

“Whatever, Just know that I’m not going to disrespect his culture.”

“I’m not asking you to but he has to get used to the western way’s.”

“I’m sure he will do that, without throwing away his own culture.”

“I’m not going to discuss this with you. He will be arriving at 11 a.m. tomorrow. You will get two days off, to get him settled, then he has to come to school with you. You will be his guide and you are responsible for him, do you understand this?”

“I understand, thank you, sir.” You grabbed the information and walked back to your seat. You immediately told Sophie about what the teacher had said.

“Wait, what is his name?”

“Jeon Jungkook.” She blinked a few times and you couldn’t help but wonder if you had said something wrong but when she started to blush, you couldn’t stay still. “What are you thinking off.”

“Jeon Jungkook right?” You nodded and that’s when she started to smile but it was her fangirl smile, which scared the hell out of you. “Why are you smiling like that?”

“You really don’t have a clue do you?”

“I really don’t know what you’re talking or thinking about.”

“You know that I have been talking about this group called BTS right?” You had to think back but you could remember her saying something about BTS. “Yes, I heard you squeal about them yes.”

“Well, Jeon Jungkook is a member of that group unless there is another Jungkook.”

“Look I really don’t know but I will see this tomorrow.”

“Can I come?”

“No, I don’t think that’s allowed.”


“No, I will let you know if it’s him okay?”

“Ah come on.” she was literally begging you, which was really cute but you had to disappoint her. The last thing Jungkook needed if he really was in that group, was some weird ass fan. “Nope.” you put your finger on her forehead and pushed her back. “Just focus on your assignment.” you chuckled when she stuck out her tongue. “You are too cruel.”

“I know, just deal with it.” She did turn around but within no time she turned back again.

“I can’t focus now.”

“Figures, just go watch bts on youtube then.”

“Oh, that’s a good idea. I can show you a mv of bts, so you can prepare.”

“Ladies is something wrong?” The teacher stood next to you and you knew it was your own fault for not paying attention. “She can’t concentrate sir.” you didn’t want to throw her under the bus but you panicked.

“Oh really, well I know some things you can do.” Sophie groaned because this usually meant nothing good. You had to pay her back for this eventually and as she followed the teacher. You went back to your work, you were studying music, you had piano lessons and you played the drums in your band. At the moment you were trying your hand at writing songs, which wasn’t that easy but the band was really enthusiastic about it. You kept practicing, which led to one complete song but the song made no sense at all but they still liked it, we used the song for sound check, which was hilarious.

“Y/n, you can go home early today. You probably have some things to arrange before Jungkook Jeon arrives.” You couldn’t help but cringe when he said his name like that but you knew better than to say something about it.

“I do actually, thank you, sir.” You didn’t expect to walk out after only three hours of school, not that you minded because now you could skip Math and chemistry so this turned out well.

“Mom I’m home!” You yelled the second you walked through the door.” She popped her head through the open kitchen door. “Already?”

“Yes, I know. Remember when you signed us up for that exchange student thing?” You asked her whilst walking into the kitchen. “Yes I remember, why?” You ruffled your little brother’s hair before you sat down. “Well, we have been chosen to be a host to a Korean student.”

“Wait, Korean?”

“Yes, his name is Jeon Jungkook and he will be staying with us for at least six months.”

“Really, do you have a picture?”

“No, but apparently he is really famous.”

“He is?”

“Yes, Sophie said he is one of the members of BTS.” You shrugged and grabbed the iPad, you went straight to YouTube and searched them. Apparently, they were really popular as they had millions of views and followers. You clicked on the MV which was called “Fire”. The way it started with them chilling out and then this super handsome guy jumping over a fence and then he just put some guy on fire well that grabbed your attention but then the others came into view and by the end of the video you were deeply impressed and you were wondering how you managed to not know about them earlier.

“So which one was Jeon Jungkook?”

“I really don’t have a clue mom.”

“Aren’t there introduction videos about BTS?”

“I guess there are.” You searched and found a lot of videos and the second you found out who Jungkook was, you were fanning yourself because damn he was hot and around your age. So this would be fun. “This is Jungkook mom.” You showed her and even she blushed.

“He is really handsome.”

“Yeah and about my age mom.” She nudged you gently and you both started to giggle. “Let’s go shopping for this handsome fellow.”

“Let’s do that.” You lifted your four-year-old brother out of his chair and walked to the car.

“What do we need?”

“A bed and maybe a desk?” You suggested when you suddenly got an idea. “Sophie knows what he likes, shall I give her a call.”

“Please.” You immediately pressed her number and after two rings she picked up. “Traitor!” She always cracked you up and this wasn’t any different. “I know but I know a way to make it up to you.”

“Really? I doubt that.”

“We’re going shopping for Jungkook and we need your help.” It was quiet on the other side as she was probably imagining stuff about Jungkook, which was kind of adorable. “Are you still there?”

“What, yes, when are you picking me up?” She was definitely hurrying.

“We will leave now.” Which meant she had five minutes until we would be there and with that, she just hung up the damn phone. “And?”

“She is helping, so let’s go.” You made sure you brother was tucked in safely and after sitting down yourself, your mother started the car and drove off. “So this Jungkook, he is really famous but we aren’t that rich and we don’t have a big house, do think he would mind?”

“I’m sure he doesn’t mind mom.”

“I just don’t want him to feel uncomfortable.”

“Mom really doesn’t worry about it, our house is bigger than the average house there, I mean those houses in drama’s, I think it’s like that in real life as well. Sure there are really big houses but overall I think it’s like in drama’s, so please don’t worry.”

“If you say so, I’m just nervous, I never met a famous person.” She was cute when she was nervous but there was nothing you could do about it because to be honest you were also a bit nervous and to think you had to act normal around him. You were wondering why he was coming here though, Aren’t kpop groups really busy all the time? When you stopped at Sophie’s driveway she came running out of the door,  it was so funny, usually, she hated working out but Kpop groups made her do the weirdest things ever.

“Let’s go!” she quickly hugged your mother who was giggling about her enthusiasm. “Alright let’s buy this boy some furniture.” After a few minutes you were walking through the IKEA and that’s when you let Sophie loose, she was running around like crazy, talking to herself, texting people to make sure she was picking the right items. “Why don’t you give Dylan to me, so you can assist her.” your mother nodded towards the crazy person and you quickly handed over Dylan and skipped towards your best friend. “So do you think we have enough, it’s not like we have a lot of money.”

“I do, so don’t worry, this is on me.”

“Are you crazy?!”

“I’m not, this is for Jungkook, so there is no limit today.” You shook your head and slapped her arm. “You are crazy.”

“I know, just let me.”

“I will but only because I can’t stop you anyway.” she smiled and stuck up her thumb. “You’ve got that right sis.” you rolled your eyes and after an hour you were finally done. You were going to get it delivered because she really got a lot. They would deliver it tonight, which meant there was no sleep for you, as you were the one who had to put it all together but luckily for you, you were in a band so you texted your bandmate Christian and begged him to help you. He arrived after the delivery guys left and you immediately went to work. You made sure there were snacks and drinks, otherwise he would never forgive you. “So why are we doing this?”

“Ah, we are getting an exchange student tomorrow.”


“Yeah and you know he is from South Korea.”

“Really? That’s awesome.”

“I know right, now I can test my Korean.”

“I already told you this but your Korean is really good.” It was good to have a Korean friend but he had been living in America since he was really young so it was just different. “Yeah, yeah but he lived in Korea his entire life so it’s just different.”

“Whatever, just put that desk together.” he focused on the bed and after six hours you were finally done. The walls in this room were white, so you decided that black furniture went best with it and after everything was set up, you were really satisfied, it wasn’t really your taste but a guy could live here right? “Yah Christian? Do you think a guy will like this room?”

“I think he will like it.” h ruffled your hair and after that, he left. You made the bed and dusted the room before you went to bed. It was already past 2 a.m. and you had to be on time to get him from the airport because somehow you didn’t expect for a thing to go easy as he was famous. Your mother woke you up the next morning and she was stressed out. “I can’t come with you!”

“Why not?”

“They need me at work, there is an emergency.”


“I know sweetheart but they are understaffed in the hospital, so I really need to help them out.”

“Alright, I will take care of everything, don’t worry.” This was going to be awkward because you had to bring Dylan with you as well, what if he thought he would be your son. What would he think of you, this was going to be great and when you saw the time, you quickly buckled up Dylan and told your mom to jump in and after you dropped her at work, you drove to the airport. You had your sign with Jungkook’s name on it and with Dylan, you walked to the arrival hall and waited. You didn’t have to wait long because you recognized him right when he walked out, he wasn’t alone though as a guy followed him. You quickly held up your sign and Jungkook immediately noticed it and pointed at it. He was even more handsome in real life and as his eyes checked you out, a smile appeared on his face and it stayed there even when his eyes landed on your little brother. He stopped in front of you and the first thing you did surprised him. You bowed whilst introducing yourself in Korean. “You speak Korean?”

“Yes, I do.”

“Oh yeah, I’m Jeon Jungkook, please take care of me.” he bowed as well and after he introduced himself he introduced his manager. “He won’t be staying, he is just here to go over a few things.”

“Ah okay.” He looked around as if he was looking for someone. “Is your mother not here?”

“She is at work, something came up so it’s only my little brother Dylan and me. I hope you don’t mind.”

“I’m fine but can you drive?”

“Of course I can.” you smiled at him and his eyes lit up a bit. “Can we go then?” he politely asked and you nodded and as you walked towards the car, you couldn’t help but think that he was just a normal guy, there was nothing really special except for his good looks and the fact that he was in kpop group.

You first buckled in Dylan and then you got behind the wheel. Jungkook sat next to you and his manager sat in the back. “Do you mind if I put on some music?” Well, at least he was being polite. “I don’t mind.” Not long after you heard Justin Bieber fill up the car with purpose and you couldn’t help but roll your eyes at this. “You’re a Bieber fan?”

“Yes, I like his songs a lot.”

“Of course you do.”

“You don’t like him?”

“I do but I’m not his fan.” That was the best way to explain this. “Why?”

“I just don’t like him. He does make good songs but I don’t like him as a person.”

“Do you know him personally?”

“No, but I don’t want to.”

“So you judge a book by its cover?”

“Apparently I do.” You felt embarrassed as he pointed this out and the thing was you couldn’t disrespect him as he was older, this was not going great so far. “Do you know me?” This threw you off for a second.

“I know you since yesterday.” You felt the blush on your face because you felt like you did something wrong but he just smiled. “So you haven’t been binge watching my mv’s?”

“No, I only watched “fire” and “dope” they were really good!”

“Thank you, you know it’s a relief that you don’t really know me because if you were a big fan then I couldn’t stay with you.”


“Because you might sell information to reporters.”

“Fans really do that?”

“Of course they do.”

“Well, just so you know my best friend is a really big fan and she will be coming over frequently.”

“That’s okay, she just has to sign some stuff then.” You sighed because this could only mean one thing and that was confidential docs. Probably to protect himself. There was nothing you could do though but he was much more business like than you had expected. “Do I have to call you Oppa? I mean you’re a year older.”

“In Korea you do but it’s maybe weird if you do that here. You can call me Oppa in private.” You nodded and as you drove home you kept thinking about why he was sent here but now was not the best time to ask him about it. When you arrived home, you were worried he didn’t like the house, you first unbuckled Dylan, who climbed out himself and ran to the garden to play with his toys. You opened the door but waited till Jungkook got his stuff from the car. “Please come in.” you moved out of the way and as he walked in, you were already trying to make up an excuse for the smallness of your house. “It’s cozy.” your mouth dropped on the floor because this was absolutely not what you expected.

“You think so?”

“Yeah, it’s nice.”

“Thank you, do you want to see your room?”

“Yes please.” you walked up stairs and stopped at the door next to your room. You opened the door hoping he would like this too, he better though as you spent the entire evening putting stuff together. You walked in and Jungkook followed you, as you turned around he was looking around and a smile played on his lips, which made him even more handsome. “I like it, are these furniture new?”

“Yeah, My bandmate and I put them together yesterday.”

“Really? Well, it looks really good.” he touched the bed to see if the mattress was good and you crossed your fingers because this was the best mattress they had. “This feels soft.”

“Do you like soft mattresses?”

“Of course I do.” you smiled and walked to the door. “I will leave you so you can get settled. I mean your manager is waiting for me anyway.” you bowed slightly before leaving the room. You walked to the kitchen where his manager was waiting. “Sorry about that, do you want some coffee?”

“No thank you, I’m in a slight hurry.”

“Ah yes, I’m sorry, what do I need to sign?” He pulled out the documents “I’m sorry for doing this but it’s really necessary.”

“Ah it’s fine, I understand.”

“You’re mother when does she get back?”

“I really don’t know, she is a nurse so she works a lot.”

“I see, well then you are responsible for now.”

“Okay, that’s fine.”

“Jungkook will be staying with you for six months, this is the time he is allowed to stay away from Korea. You are probably wondering why he is coming here, well it’s simple. He needs to finish school and his schedule allows it, he has a comeback scheduled in October and he needs to graduate this year, without any distractions.”

“I understand, well this is a private school and it mayors in different music classes but also in math and chemistry, he can even take lessons in English or Spanish.”

“That good to hear, he will be attending the music classes and he can choose what he wants to do besides that.”

“Okay, I will notify the teacher.” you smiled and as he pointed where to sign, you didn;t even read it and signed the papers, it was not like you were going to tell anyone that Jungkook from BTS was staying at your house. “Thank you and please get your mother to call me.”

“I will.” you bowed again and as he said goodbye to Jungkook, you quickly made something to eat. You decided on something he knew and as you were making the fried kimchi rice, you couldn’t help but think there was something more to this whole moving countries thing. Dylan came back into the house and ran towards the tv and this time you decided to just let him watch it. “Dylan do you want to watch Mickey?” he nodded and started jumping on the couch. “You immediately put on Mickey and friends which made him quiet for at least thirty minutes but this gave you enough time to go check on Jungkook. You walked upstairs and without thinking, you opened the door but you stopped when you saw him without a shirt. He noticed you right away and he couldn’t hide the smirk.

“You like what you see?”

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A bunch of Yuzu asks

Anonymous said:

Could you tell us a little about what happened in the 2012-2013 National? I know that Yuzu won, some people did not like it and something made him very upset, but I only know that. I tried to look for some information in the GS but I did not find anything.

I think you summed up the chain of events pretty comprehensively there. It was the first Japanese National title for Yuzu, which did not go down well with some people. Most of those unhappy folks were supporters of Daisuke Takahashi, who was at the time the top male skater in Japan and a very, very popular figure with lots and lots of fans. I did not witness it firsthand, but I heard that those disgruntled fans took it upon themselves to make a ruckus during the medal ceremony. Plus after that there was plenty of talk circulating about how Yuzu’s win was undeserved. All of which, of course, made Yuzu quite depressed. I think I read somewhere that the backlash extended further when he didn’t medal at Worlds that year. His performance at London was affected greatly by his injury, and his comeback free skate was, by all accounts, an extraordinary effort, but well, die-hard fans just can’t be reasoned with.

Anonymous said:

Do you remember your reaction to the cup of china 2014?

Oh my lord, yes, only all too well. I’m actually having the shivers just from typing this. I remember being confused at first and then worried and then full-blown panicked and hysterical as Yuzu kept lying there on the ice and no help seemed to be coming. I remember thinking that it was at the same time one of the bravest and the most foolish things I’ve ever seen when he insisted on skating his program. I remember biting my nails and practically hyperventilating every time he went for a jump. I remember feeling, I don’t know how to describe it, emotionally overloaded, I guess, when I watched him break down in tears at the K&C. 

I remember vividly that it was the day I decided that this incredibly brave and foolish kid is my most beloved athlete on the face of Earth and that I would forever support him in whatever he does.

Even now I still get the anxiety whenever I see him in warm-up. Why did you do this to me, anon, why?

Anonymous said:

yuzu’s 4S is the scariest thing, like you never know when he’s gonna land it, and when he does, it’s so insanely beautiful?? I was rewatching seimei at aci and his 4S combo was so fast his quad looked like a triple???? this isn’t a gif request or anything but I just wanna share my admiration at his speed in the air and I know you’ll get it

I totally agree with every of your points, have gone ahead and make a gifset for it, and have gushed my heart out about it too in a lengthy and largely redundant love letter to His Majesty :D If there’s any positive takeaway from that disastrous free skate at SCAC, I’d say it’s the confidence he seems to have gained on his quad Salchow, or as I like to joke:

that awkward moment when you fell on your best jump popped your second best jump and nailed your least reliable quad 

#just yuzuru things 

Anonymous said:

i feel like yuzu sometimes changes his biellman to an a spin if he’s not doing well in the program? does the biellman take effort apart from flexibility? or does the a spin allow him to think like, oh what should i yolo later   

The Biellmann position is quite taxing on his back and shoulder and Yuzu doesn’t really need it to hit level 4 on his free skate combination spin, so yes, when he doesn’t feel well enough he will skip it. Like at 4CC this year, he said he was feeling a bit stiff, so he didn’t do a Biellmann in either his free skate or the gala after. Another advantage of switching to an A-spin is that it’s an easier position to hold, so it would allow Yuzu to slow down or speed up accordingly to bring his choreography back in sync with the music, in case he missed a beat or two earlier due to a flubbed jump :)

Anonymous said:

I know you mentioned you’re currently working on skating skills/spinning tech posts, so if you kind of cover my question in those, please ignore this ask!! there seems to be a varied consensus on yuzuru’s spins - some say he’s the best in the field at the moment, and I wanted to know if you agree/disagree/other, and if you think his technique has worsened at all in recent years? (thanks for all the magnificent posts btw, i live for them <3)

I wouldn’t say Yuzu is the absolute best spinner in the men’s field right now. He’s one of the best though, that’s for sure :) In a post which has been in my draft since dinosaurs walked the earth, I’m comparing his spins to Jason Brown’s and when I eventually post it (hopefully later today if I manage to make all the gifs I want to make to go with it), you’ll see that my position (no pun intended) is that they’re on the same level.

As to the development of Yuzu’s spin technique over time, I’d like to recycle these gifs:

SP Étude in D-sharp minor, 2011-2012 season:  

SP Let’s Go Crazy, 2016-1017 season:

Doesn’t look like his spin is becoming any rustier with time: flexibility, control, balance, musicality, everything is still there. If anything, he’s been getting better at gaining speed, especially during sit spins, plus both his flying entries and jumps within spins are becoming a lot more stable:

(appreciate also that smooth transition out of the Biellmann - it’s a new feature developed just last season, you know)

anonymous asked:

hey I really love you art!! I admire you as an artist so much!! I myself have been drawing for a couple years, but am to afraid to post it because I only draw traditional and I think digital is better looking. But every time I try and draw digital it looks terrible and I can never get anything close to what I can traditionally. Do you know how to fix this or any tips on what's going on?

Hi there anon, first of all thank you!! Second of all this sounds like exactly what I went through when I was transitioning from traditional to digital art so I do have some tips for what might be going on! 

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25 Ways Life Got Better After High School

A lot of you are probably in your last month of high school right now, and that’s a really scary place to be. Your whole life, you’ve always known what’s coming next and what to expect; you progressed from grade to grade, with the same rules, routines, and probably the same classmates every year. Now you’re about to be spit out into a big, open world with no structure, no oversight, and a dizzying number of options and possibilities. And up until this point, all the adults in your life have probably talked about “the real world” like it’s some fanged creature that’s going to chew you up and spit you out. 

It’s not. 

I graduated from high school seven years ago this June, and if there’s one thing I’ve learned in that time, it’s that life really does get better. It got better for me in a lot of ways, in fact. Here’s 25 of them. Your mileage may vary.

1. You get to choose what to study, instead of taking the same program as everyone else

2. You never have to eat a meal you don’t like ever again 

3.  You can adopt, name and raise your own pet if you want one

4. No more curfew

5. Your friendships are more meaningful and based on more than “sat next to each other in fifth grade”

6. You can escape your hometown

7. Other people are way too focused on their own lives to worry about what you wore last week or what your hair looks like

8. It’s easier to cut toxic people out of your life

9. Your relationships are treated more like “serious relationship that might be forever” instead of “high school puppy love that will definitely end in 3 months”

10. You can get birth control without giving a shit what your parents think

11. Taking trips with your friends instead of your parents

12. You naturally give less and less of a shit about what other people think as you get older

13. You get to vote and have a say in how your country is run

14. Getting your own credit card and buying things online is awesome

15. Your actions have logical consequences (didn’t clean the house, so the house is messy) instead of arbitrary ones (getting grounded)

16. You can pierce or tattoo whatever you want

17. Buy whatever snacks, cereals and groceries you like

18. If you need help for a mental illness, you don’t have to worry about your parents finding out

19. You are much more free to express your sexuality, whatever it may be, and have it taken seriously

20. You can escape your parents’ religion

21. You can complete re-invent yourself as many times as you need to, in a way that you can’t in high school

22. Your artistic pursuits are taken much more seriously than the art you made in high school

23. The older you get, the less devastating small setbacks and failures feel

24. Do whatever you want to your hair, makeup or wardrobe

25. You get to decide what’s important to you and what kind of life you want to live, instead of having your goals and successes defined for you. And that’s worth everything.

also other hot tips on how to improve ur drawings from some who is recently just Getting It after how many years of uni and work experience????

- learn your anatomy. honestly, it works out cheaper for you to do a few master classes on anatomy and figure drawing online (might I recommend the figure drawing tutorials by aaron blaise) than to do a uni course

- if you are gonna go to uni/ tafe/ technical college or ur equivalent  you’re better off learning more of the principles of graphic design re: layout, visual research, colour theory, dedicated studies and what not UNLESS where you’re studying at actually has a really good program on illustration and so on. like do not hesitate to research the background of the ppl teaching you bc getting educated is expensive!!!!

- i’m slowly going through my messages, so major apologies and thank you for your patience but a huge huge huuuuge point of education during the development of these concepts actually came from a lot of studies from artists like Matisse, Goya and Nerdrum. You can learn a lot from studying various art movements and the people who defined them.

- you’ll find a lot of your answers to creative problems in various other ways and it all comes through practice and experimenting through various mediums. if you have the means don’t hesitate to explore image creating through a variety of mediums (markers, crayons, watercolours and so on) bc it’s through their limitations that you learn a whoooole lot

- also thumb nails and storyboarding your ideas are a fantastic way of workshopping ideas without expending what ever time you have in place to Make The Thing

any way hope this helps!

Kris Wu x SE Weekly Interview (May 2017)

Singer, actor, and “little sun” of variety programs…
Kris Wu
“I have always been myself”

“I would not stop myself from doing something just because my fans do not like it”

In real life, are you someone with a hip hop style?
Yes, I have always liked hip hop. However when it comes to wearing outfits, it depends. When I was young, I would wear extremely oversized pants and tops, because at that time that was the fashion style of rappers, but right now [their style has evolved to] something which incorporates many elements. For example, in the past, you may think that wearing a leather jacket would be of a rock n roll style, and wearing tees would be of a hip hop style. But right now, there isn’t that much of a clear distinction.

You have mentioned before that you have an R&B soul, could you explain this statement?
Hahaha, actually I was half-joking. What I meant was that I really loved this genre of music, really liked the culture, and perhaps I felt that it really suits me, suits my taste. While making this genre of music I feel like a fish in water, because in a very short period of time, I am able to produce many works which I feel are OK.

Many people feel that hip hop culture has a sense of rebelliousness and anger towards it. Do you have a rebellious heart right now? Do you also require such an outlet of expression?
I feel that being rebellious is alright, in a sense that one will express themself in a more direct manner. However there is one point that I would like to reiterate, [which is that] many people have a misconception towards hip hop, they feel that hip hop is very aggressive and also a little noisy, and that it has a slightly negative feel to it, but in fact this is not the case. This is just merely one type of style, which has actually never really became mainstream. Many times, singing rap songs has the feel of reading a poem, it’s all about having a rhythm, and expressing the many beautiful phrases and meaningful stories which are in it. The general audience has to give hip hop music another chance, and this would require the combined efforts of many people.

Will you write a song for one person or a group of people?
Currently not yet, but because I am participating in this show (<Rap of China>), I would definitely personally write a song for the contestants, my team whom I have selected.

This year you have participated in many variety TV programs, do you think that your variety TV skills have increased?
No, I have always been myself.

Earlier on you mentioned that hip hop has a smaller audience. Would you be worried that your fans would not like it?
Absolutely not, because I really love this culture, not only just the music. The reason it is not mainstream is because many people have misconceptions about hip hop culture. If they are fans who like me, I too hope that they will be able to like this culture and genre of music. Conversely, I would not stop myself from doing something just because my fans do not like it. This is something which will not make me happy.

Favourite lyrics of your own songs?
Can’t think of any at the moment, there are too many, perhaps one or two lines from every song

Favourite singer?
I guess it’s still Drake

Favourite actor?
Leonardo DiCaprio

What do you think is your best feature?
My whole being is good looking

Even if you are dieting, what is one food item you have to consume?

Where is place that one most likely to bump into you?
Basketball court

What is your usual method of de-stressing?
Listen to music, play video games at home

If you were to have a superpower, what ability would you most wish to acquire?

I feel that there would be a lot of freedom, I can fly anywhere

Most cute/winsome words you wish to tell fans?

translation: @wu_yi_fan

My Teammate’s a Vampire

Summary: The team recently found out that you’re a vampire and they don’t quite know how to take in the new information.

A/N: I have such a hard time writing really angsty stuff when it involves the entire team being angsty, so I’ve decided to make it somewhat fluffy. Again, I know that some of my plots don’t align with the way Marvel wrote these characters, but who’s to say I can’t have an imagination? Happy reading!

Pairing: Avengers x Reader

Word Count: 1,451.


The team sat in the conference room, baffled.

“You mean to tell me you’re a vampire?” Clint asked in disbelief. You shrugged and nodded.

“I know this is a lot to take in —”

“Y/N, we’ve known you for a long time and we never knew this about you,” Bucky said, his eyes meeting yours. You sighed.

“I know I should’ve told you guys, but it’s really hard.”

“But we’re you’re teammates,” Wanda pleaded.

“I know that. It’s really hard accepting this part of me. Everyone is afraid of vampires because of what the media created. Don’t you think anyone would’ve wanted to kill me if I said anything? I’ve had my experiences with that,” you said. 

“Okay, that’s valid,” Steve pointed out. The team sat around you at the conference desk, looking at you. You knew they wanted to ask questions.

“Alright, ask me anything you want.”

Everyone bombarded you with questions and you found yourself wincing at the sudden increase in volume.

“One at a time!” you yelled over the commotion.

“Is it true that you need to be bitten to turn into a vampire?” Pietro asked.

“That’s true. When you’re bitten, the vampire biting you needs to actually suck your blood so that their saliva mixes with your blood. Then you have twelve hours to drink blood, otherwise you die,” you explained. Everyone grimaced.

“Do you drink human blood?” Sam asked. You shook your head.

“No. I’ve never tried human blood before.”

“Then how are you alive? Err, I mean, dead? I don’t know.” You chuckled.

“I drank from a deer.”

“Do you have to feed regularly?” Natasha asked.

“Actually, no. I only need to drink blood every two years or so. I can live off of that, I don’t have to eat.”

“But you eat with us all the time?” Tony asked, confused.

“My body performs the same functions as humans, except I don’t gain weight. I’m stuck at whatever height and weight I was when I was bitten,” you said.

“I’m so jealous,” Wanda said, looking you up and down. “Your body is absolutely killer.” You laughed and gave Wanda a side-hug.

“Believe it or not, in my day, I was considered to be skinny and not what was accepted at the time.”

“If vampires sleep during the day, why are you up during the day?” asked Tony. 

“We don’t need sleep, actually. That’s why I’m never tired. But, I can command my body to sleep if I wanted to.” 

“What abilities do you have?” Steve asked.

“Well, I’m able to fly, run pretty quickly — yes, even faster than you, Pietro — I have acute hearing and sense of smell, and I can communicate with other animals.” The team gaped at you, their jaws to the floor.

“No fucking way,” Bucky said. Bruce grinned and grabbed a notepad from his shoulder bag.

“Tell me more. How are you able to communicate?” You laughed and told him to put away the notepad.

“I’m afraid I don’t know that answer myself. I’m still curious.”

“Is it true that you’re immortal?” asked Vision asked.

“I’m not, I just age a lot slower than you guys do.”

“How slow?” You pondered for a moment.

“Let’s put it this way. You guys turn a year older every year. I turn a year older every fifty years.”

“That makes no sense,” Steve said, his eyebrows furrowing.

“It’s kind of hard to explain. I was seventeen when I was turned,” you said.

“How old are you now?”


“Holy shit, this means you were born in the seventeen hundreds,” Bucky said in disbelief.

“Seventeen twelve, to be exact,” you relied. Natasha’s eyes widened.

“No way.”

“Yes way. You better believe it.”

“So you’ve experienced getting used to the new world?” Steve asked.

“Kind of. Like you, I had to learn to adapt to a new world, but I had to do it every time there was a revolution. I had it easier, considering I wasn’t frozen for over seventy years.”

“You went through the French and American Revolutions, and everything,” Bruce said more to himself.

“Sort of. I mean, I was a troublesome person, so I stuck my nose on people’s business, but left when I got bored. I didn’t need anyone knowing what I was,” you said. You looked at Steve. "By the way, Steve, I actually punched Hitler. It was in nineteen forty. He tried to hit on me and take me to his room, but I wasn’t having it,“ you said. He looked at you with his mouth wide open.

"One badass,” Sam whispered. You laughed.

“No way,” Steve said. “What other famous people have you met?”

“Loads! George Washington, Louis XIV, and by the way, his palace is such a nice place to live in. Let’s see, who else? Michael Jackson, John Locke, Marilyn Monroe, President Kennedy, James Dean —”

“You knew James Dean?” Wanda asked in excitement. You chuckled and nodded.

“Oh yeah. He’s got the softest lips.” She squealed while the boys groaned in annoyance.

"I’ve met too many famous people to count. I really liked living in the twenties, though. I was in Chicago and participated in the whole ‘flapper’ phase before I made my way up to Brooklyn.”

“When did you move to Brooklyn?” Bucky asked.

“A little over a year before we joined the war. I actually knew who you were, Sergeant,” you teased, bowing your head.

“Why didn’t you say hello or tell me you knew me when we met?”

“Well, I didn’t find a good time to introduce myself. You were always with the ladies,” you mused. You turned to Steve. “And you. I also knew about you before the whole serum phenomenon. I was the one who accepted you into the program.”


“Really. With Howard’s approval, that is. I liked the fight in you.” Steve smiled and gave you a grin that said 'thank you.’

“I’ve done a lot of things in my lifetime as well as travelled to a lot of places. I’ve got loads of stories from different times and places.”

“Is anyone else still not over the fact that Y/N is so old? You’re older than Bucky and Steve,” Tony said. You slapped Tony’s chest and he winced.

“I don’t hit like an old lady, do I?” Tony put his hand over where you slapped him and pretended to be hurt.

“You cut me deep,” he joked.

“My best friend’s a vampire,” Natasha said. “That’s so cool.”

“And, you guys don’t have to worry about me sucking your blood or anything. The media likes to think vampires do that kind of stuff, but we really don’t. We’re not into the whole 'Suck-The-Blood-Out-Of-Every-Human’ thing,” you reassured. The team smiled at you.

“We’re not worried,” Natasha said. “You’re like family to us. You’ve had our backs since day one. I think you saving our asses on multiple occasions outweighs everything else.”

“Yeah,” Clint said. “You’ve been around my kids before and they love you. We don’t really see you any differently.”

“You’re that much cooler, if anything,” said Wanda.

You grinned at the team. It was so nice knowing you could let your guard down and be the real you with everyone else. No longer did you need to hide your true identity because the people you loved the most accepted you for who you were. 

“Well, I’m tired,” Tony said. “Everyone out, we’ve got an early morning.” 

The team filed out of the conference room and made their way to their bedrooms. You were about to open the door to yours when Steve tapped your shoulder. 

“Is there anything I can help you with?” Steve stood, not knowing what to say. 

“I just wanted to say thank you for believing in me. It was really hard trying to get enlisted with all of my health problems and nobody believed that I could do it,” he said. Your facial features softened and you gave his bicep a squeeze. 

“Hey, you’re welcome. Anyone that has as much ambition as you do deserves to get what they want. I don’t think you remember, but I was the first girl you talked to when you got accepted. You were so shy and you told me no girl had given you the time of day and that if you were to die in the next five minutes, you were happy I was giving you any attention at all.” 

Steve laughed at the memory and closed his eyes, reliving it. 

“I remember that. I couldn’t put a face to the girl after all these years, but it’s really clear now.” You offered a small smile. 

“I’m really happy that you didn’t die, for one, and I’m happy that you’re still true to your ideals. It’s why I picked you in the first place.” Steve smiled back. “If you don’t mind, I’m gonna turn in,” you said. 

“I thought vampires didn’t need any sleep?”

“No, but you do. Go to sleep, Steve.” He saluted you goodnight and left to his quarters, grateful for all you had done for him. 

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(inbox isn’t working so I’ll just answer like this):

Hello there! I’ll try to make my technique as understandable as possible, as I believe that shielding yourself is one of the most important things you can do when communicating with spirits!

Because I usually contact my guide laying down, the first step would be to lay down (but you can do this sitting up. I’ve done both).

  1.  Take some deep, relaxing breaths to center yourself.  
    When you’re ready, laying down, ground yourself to the earth by  envisioning energy at the soles of your feet, and see it slowly moving downwards towards your heels. Allow it to continue to move downwards.When this happens, let the energy connect with the energy of the earth (if you’re sitting up while doing this, you can ground by envisioning the energy at the base of your tail bone shooting down the earth).
  2.  When you are grounded, draw the energy from the earth into your body, feel it climbing from your heels to ankles, from your calves to your knees, from your thighs to your abdomen, from your heart to the tip of your head. Essentially, you want the energy to cover every single part of your body.
  3. When you’re submerged in energy, envision it solidifying around your body like a hard cloak. Feel it strengthen. Add intentions to it, program it to protect you, have confidence that it will protect you. Be specific when programming it, in your head ensure that it’s for the purpose of keeping out all negative spirits.

    And there you have it, my shielding technique. If it’s hard to follow I’m sorry! I’ve had years of perfecting it, as traditional shielding methods never really worked for me. So I came up with this one on my own. It takes less energy and mental concentration, so it’s my go to!

Here’s some take away pointers:

  • -Some people will envision a bubble around them, and you can do this by using the same technique above, and manipulating the shape of your shied. 
  • -You don’t have to take energy from the Earth after you’ve grounded yourself. I only use the Earth’s energy because I’m usually too exhausted to use my own, but you can use your own. Just imagine the energy coming from one of your seven chakra points and expanding, or you can use a chi-ball and expand it from there. 
  • -Set an intention when making your shield, that’s essentially what programs it to protect you from negative entities. You can do this mentally or say it aloud. When I do this technique, in my head I usually say, “I only allow the purest spirits to communicate with me,” or I’ll just call my guide by his name, and ask that no one else speaks to me. 
  • -Using protective crystals while speaking to spirits can help you. Find crystals that can be used for protection, and hold it in your left hand, or wear it as jewelry while you meditate. 
  • -Be specific when communicating. Say aloud before you begin your ritual or meditation who is allowed to speak to you, and who isn’t ( I know I’ve said this a bunch but I want to emphasize this). 
  • -pray to whatever deity you worship (if you have one) and ask them for protection. 
  • -guided meditations help! That’s how I first got to getting to know my guide! 
  • -use crystals to raise your vibrations when communicating with spirits, for example, I use selenite.
  • -try to cleanse your chakras before you begin to make communication easier. Not all signs will be clear cut, so you’ll have to trust your intuition.

If you’ve got any questions, feel free to ask!

Okay so this is a bit long but I’ve been wanting to share my story for a long time. I was diagnosed with ADHD when I was 21 years old.  I just turned 24 last month. I had plenty of chances to be diagnosed, but I believe being a girl with inattentive type lead to me being swept under the rug for a long time.  

The first chance was when i was in 3rd grade, my mom had concerns and had my school test me. Essentially, whoever tested me concluded that I did have some attention problems, but no one ever told my mother that she should look further into it so she didn’t, assuming that the school knew what they were doing. The only thing that happened was I saw a counselor and had the option to take longer on tests/go into a separate room for tests if I wanted to.  All of that was forgotten when I went to middle school.

Up until middle school I had done pretty well in school, aside from notes on my report card saying something along the lines of “Julie is doing well, but she gets distracted and has trouble finishing assignments.”  Middle school is where I started to run into difficulty. Still, I was smart enough and adapted enough to get through it with pretty good grades.

About halfway through high school, I started seeing a social worker at school, who I told of my struggles with completing assignments and being disorganized.  I saw her for some time, but never was offered any additional help, and ADHD was never mentioned.

In college, things got worse, and there were many times where I squeaked by with a C, other times I didn’t get so lucky. In my 2nd year, I had a particularly bad time with one teacher. I remember talking to my father on the phone, and we were trying to figure out what the problem was.  I said, “This is just how I am.”  He told me, “No, it’s not how you are, it’s what you’re doing.”  

So I decided to go to the Counseling Center on campus. I told the counselor about all my struggles.

She said to me, “Well, are you failing your classes?“ 

“I have failed one or two,” I told her.

“Well if you had ADHD you’d be failing all your classes.” (this still irks me to this day)

I think you may be able to sense a pattern here. Finally my senior year of college, s*** hit the fan.  I had had a really, really rough semester, and I had a professor essentially tell me that they should’ve kicked me out of the program, but they liked me so I had another chance. During this conversation, the professor asked me, “Have you ever been tested for ADHD?”, and I remembered my mom telling me I’d been tested in 3rd grade and the results were negative.

However, not soon after that, on a whim, I decided to look up ADHD symptoms on the internet.

I sobbed. I read those symptoms and it was like someone had written down all the things I’d struggled with for so long. I felt a wave of relief as I knew immediately that this was the answer I’d been looking for all my life. I told my mom who agreed I should get tested, so I did and the rest is history.

Looking back it’s plain to see how my story fits with the typical inattentive ADHD girl who nobody notices because she’s not a disruption. Most days I’m okay with my ADHD, and I am glad that I know of it’s existence.  Some days it’s really hard not to regret the way everything happened, and not getting help sooner, since I’ve suffered from low self-esteem, depression, and anxiety due to my undiagnosed ADHD. But it is what it is, and I’m the me I am today because of everything that happened in my life thus far.  I just wanted to share my story for anyone else that went through a similar struggle to get diagnosed, or who has a hard time with the fact that they had to struggle for so long without any help. 


Summary: You have a deep crush on Peter Parker, little did you know he would be your next project when your uncle, Tony Stark, asks you to help with Peter’s new Spider-Man suit.

Characters: Peter Parker (Tom Holland) x Reader

Warnings: Light cursing

Word Count: 1,064

A/N: This is two requests in one since both were requested around the same time and were similar to each other! I hope you guys like it! Sorry for being so slow with writing. I’ve been resting, but also running around town doing things! P.S. Sorry for the lame title of the imagine.

@thecoffeestudyblr @misshollander1

You were in your Physics class when you received a text from your uncle, Tony Stark. Yes, you were related to the one and only, but no one at Midtown High knew that.

“(Y/N), are you paying attention?” The teacher announced in front of the class. You felt the blood rush to your face and everyone staring at you, even your longtime crush, Peter Parker. You rarely talked to Peter, only when the class had to work in groups. You both were always drawn to each other because you were both were fighting to be top of class. It was a healthy competition you both didn’t mind to have going on.

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Shinkai Makoto Twitter–170331

Shinkai Makoto, the director of Your Name who guested on Blue Night last year, responded to a tweet made by a fan explaining that Blue Night is coming to an end soon. Shinkai’s tweet says, “So Blue Night is ending, what a pity. But, since it seems Jonghyun loves radio, I am looking forward to being able to meet him on another program [in the future].”

Trans: Professorjjong

A New Chapter (Ch. 2): Saying Goodbye Pt. 1

Characters: Dean Winchester x Platonic!Reader, Sam Winchester x Platonic!Reader, Dean Winchester x Mia Walker (OC)

Length: 1645+ words

TW: Dean being a jerk! 

A/N: Feedback is encouraged, but not necessary. Let me know if you want to be tagged, or removed from the Tag List!

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“Hey, Sam, can I ask you something?” Y/N asked once they sat down for breakfast.

“Sure. What’s up?”

She put the piece of paper of her ideas on the table, directing it towards him. “I want to go to college, and move out of here, but I was wondering if you could help me? I’m not sure if everything I want to do is possible… Especially if I’ll be doing it alone.”

“Wait- Wh- Alon-” Sam furrowed his eyebrows, taking the piece of paper, and reading through it. “Get a job, apply for college, and get an apartment. That sounds reasonable, but…”

“I’m not doing this to avoid Dean,” she said quickly. “I just think I need to learn to live by myself, you know? I need to move on from all of this, and it sucks because I don’t want to leave you guys, but I think it’ll be for the best.”

“I understand,” Sam said. “It’s not healthy to keep you locked up in here forever. You’ll keep in touch, right?”

“Of course. I don’t think I can cut you guys out of my life forever.”

Sam got up, and pulled her to a strong hug. “God, I can’t believe I’m letting you go like this.”

“I’m sorry,” she mumbled against his chest. “I just don’t think I can stay here forever. I want to, but-”

“You don’t have to explain anything.” He rubbed her back comfortingly, blinking back the tears. “You’re gonna do so well out there.”

“Thank you, Sam.”

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A Soulmate to Remember chap 9

A/N- Hey guys! Just wanted you to know that my request box is open and empty

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8

Tags: @welcometothecity, @miss-nerdalots,@marvelsimaginess, @naturalnation123 , @suavehayes @nervouswastelandvoid (let me know if I missed you/you want to be tagged) so I can add you to the list! Hope you enjoyed!

TW: Churches? Otherwise, none

Y/N- Your name

L/N- Last Name

Word count: 1,848

Jason was standing outside of the Sanctuary, still speaking with Pastor Howard when you returned, dressed now your favorite sundress. Jason smiled at You and you blushed, Pastor Howard cleared his throat, “Why don’t the two of you enter, the service will begin in a few minutes.”

Jason offered me his arm, and You took it and we walked into the Sanctuary, your first thought was that Jason would lead you to one of the back rows, but to your surprise he took the two of you right up to the front and sat down right by your old Sunday School teacher. She smiled and waved to you before she and Jason made small talk. The small praise band started playing a few songs, having everyone quiet down and either sing or clap along. You may have mumbled along, feeling a bit too embarrassed to sing with Jason by your side.

  The songs ended and Pastor Howard stood up to speak,“Brothers! Sisters! It’s is a find morning to see you all and your smiling faces. I’d like to speak about a closely guarded topic- Soulmates.” Everyone seemed to hone in on him, not wanting to miss him speak on a topic that not a lot of preachers talked on, as Soulmates could match and still be the same sex, resulting in conflict within the church.

“I remember it just like it was yesterday. My family was new to Gotham, I was just a sixteen year old hooligan, my soul mark just appearing a week before. When we came to this church for the first time, the pastor greeted us with his daughter and the first words from her mouth were,"Welcome! We’re glad you’re here.” The words that were scrawled beautifully on my left thigh.“

  "To be honest, my mind went blank, I could not think of a single thing to say,” everyone laughed at his sheepish tone,“So I prayed right then and there ‘Lord, please let the next words out of my mouth be understandable!’”

   Pastor Howard laughed,“Unfortunately for me, they weren’t quite the best with, 'Thank you, glad to be here, I am.”

Everyone busted up laughing,“Thankfully, she was a big Star Wars fan, but more importantly, my future wife laughed and laughed, but gave me a big hug anyway. We had lunch with our very happy families that evening and the rest is history. Now we have two beautiful kids and three adorable grandkids.”

  “I can’t tell you why God decided to allow us Soul Mates. But I know that he wanted them to serve a purpose. Wether it’s to give us the better half to really give us the best life, or a scientific reason that allows us the have the best kids or live longer. Either would work. It always makes my heart very happy when Soul Mates find each other, because I know that they each have someone who will listen and march through this life with them no matter what. Those of you that have found yours, you know this to be true.”

“If you haven’t found your soul mate yet, I just want you to know that it’s okay. Wether you’re sixteen or eighty-eight, your soul mate is just as anxious to meet you, and God won’t let his sheep travel alone, for he is with you and is always working for your good.”

 Everyone either Amen-ed or clapped and you shifted in your seat, they would be winding down now. You’d get the benediction and be able to run away. It’d been a good forty-five minutes, and You were a bit surprised that Pastor Howard’s Sherman was so short. Until he turned to Jason and You with a smile, and dread settled in your stomach.

“Luckily, and I didn’t know this until about an hour ago, a young member of our congregation has found her soulmate! If you two would come forward, please?”

Reluctantly, You stood and dragged Jason to the front with Pastor Howard, he motioned to us,“You all know Miss. Y/N L/N, one of our nursery workers who has grown up with us, and her soul mate Mr. Jason Wayne!”

 Everyone either cheered, or clapped and there were a few Woo-Hoos from the Youth section from the kids that you have know since you graduated from the program a few years ago. You blushed and Jason ducked his head in discomfort, but had that famous Wayne fake smile anyway.

“Alright, Alright,” Pastor Howard waved them off and everyone quieted,“ I think we have embarrassed Asha enough, now receive this benediction….”

   You scurried to your seat, but Jason just sauntered over. Right after the benediction, and a few more songs, those around the two of you swarmed you to give their congratulations. You and Jason stood there for what felt like thirty minutes, but soon, everyone who had come up had said their piece and welcomed Jason.

  You pulled a stand of hair away from my face and turned to him,“Whew! That was a ride…”

“Shall we?” Jason asked offering me his arm, which you took.

“Where are we going?”

“My secret.”

   You grinned, and found that instead of his bike, Jason had opted to drive a fairly nice car, he opened the door for me and you thanked him, and the two of you were off to lunch. He had chosen a fairly well known local restaurant that made everything from scratch, and it was very hard to get a reservation. As you were taken to our seat and handed menus, I peeked over mine at him,“How’d you do this? It takes weeks for people to get a table…”

  Jason smirked,“Oh, you know, names have power. That and Dad gave the owner money to start up after they’d catered a few business meeting and he like the food so much. After it started he, Ma and I came and had lunch or dinner here everyday for a week, and the press caught him here every time. So it’s popularity sky-rocketed. So now, the whole family has at least one table available at all times.”

  You smiled,“That’s a sweet story.”

Jason nodded,“Yeah, those were the good old days.”

  “Since you’ve been here so much, what do you recommend?”

 Jason’s smile slid from a some-what fake one to a genuine one and he flattened my menu and started pointing at different food and why he liked it. By the end of his recommendations, we had basically gone through the entire menu. And when the waiter came back with our drinks we were debating about ordering almost everything on it. But I shot the idea down saying,“It’s just the two of us, we couldn’t possibly eat all of it. I say we just close our eyes and point and leave it to chance.”

 Jason smirked,“I like it!”

 So you did, and Jason ended up getting a Mac and cheese grilled cheese and you got a French dip sandwich. You took one bit of the sandwich and looked at Jason with wide eyes,“You weren’t kidding! This is delicious!”

  Jason beamed,“I’m glad you like it. Here wanna try mine?”

“Only if you get some of mine too,"and the two of you swapped half of your sandwiches for the other and you took a bite from his and giggled after you swallowed,"Geez, Now I can’t pick which is better.”

 Jason talked with you over your meal, mainly about what we did, you told him you didn’t know what you wanted to do with your life just yet so you were going through the community college program for Gotham and that you’d lived here your whole life. Your dad had been apart of the military and your mom was a teacher at Gotham Academy, which you had attended, but not with any of the Wayne children as they had with graduated way before you or had not been eligible due to age.

    You mentioned that you had been apart of the theatre program, Jason got excited and asked you which shows you had been in,“Not a lot. The teacher didn’t like me, so she only used me when she needed me. I did get one lead character my last year though. That was nice. My main focus was the more modern pieces, I struggled a little with Shakespeare and the really old plays like Antigone, but I liked them.”

 Jason nodded,“I’m a big literature and Theatre buff if I do say myself.”

“Really? That’s nice, what’s your favorite?”

“MacBeth is my favorite play, but I do like a good book now and again. Like Pride and Prejudice.”

   You smiled,“Didn’t think of you as a bookworm.”

   Jason shrugged,“Ma wanted me to have some passion, it just ended up being that.”

 The Owner walked up to us with a check, he was still wearing chef uniform as he still like to work back in the kitchen on occasion. He passed us the check and gave us his best smile,“It’s been a pleasure Mister Wayne, however, there are far more people with cameras outside waiting to pounce on you to lovely young people.”

 Jason eyed the door and did in fact see a bunch of people loitering, many more than considered to be normal. You looked back at Jason who placed enough money of the tab and left a tip for your waiter,“It’s been a pleasure as always Mr. Hark, however my lovely lady and I may have to escape the back way.”

  Mr. Hark nodded,“I see. Have a lovely day then!”

 Jason took your hand and motioned with his head to the back and we both raced through the kitchen and barged out of the back. The were pounding footfalls headed your way and Jason scooped you up in his arms and raced around the corner. You squealed in protest but hung into him regardless, and Jason managed to circle around the press and got us back to the car unnoticed. He set me down and opened my door again,“Thank you.”

 Jason leaned down and gave me a kiss on the cheek,“No problem, doll.”

  You blushed again but then Jason drove you home. He parked the car at the curb and glanced over at you,“Can I call you later?”

  You nodded,“Sure! I’d like that,” You leaned over and kissed his cheek before opening the door and climbing out,“Thanks for lunch and the ride!”

  You waved and turned, Jason pressed a hand to his cheek in shock.

Jason arrived back to the manor in a happy mood. Something that is rare for him, but when he walked into the kitchen he was supposed to see his brothers, Tim and Damian, dressed in suits, Tim looked off-put and Damian looked like he wanted to kill Jason, which was actually normal…

 Damian growled,“This is all your fault Todd!”

  Tim shot Jason a sympathetic look,“Dude. Run.”

  With that, pounding footsteps of heels were heard and all three boys turned to the door in terror. Mrs. Wayne entered the kitchen, her eyes blazing,“Jason Peter Todd Wayne I have been trying for years to get you to go to church with me. Years!”

Please give me some feedback or some reblogs! I’d love to interact with you guys!

anonymous asked:

Could you pretty please share some advice/tips on how you draw? I've been drawing traditionally for years, but I just started doing digital recently and it is VERY DIFFERENT. I kinda wanted some advice, tips, tricks, etc. from you because I simply ADORE your art style and characters. (I use SAI. If you use another program what is it?)

I did already give some tips and advice in this post if that helps!

YES transitioning from traditional to digital media is really freaking hard. I didn’t do digital for like 3 years because I felt so sucky at it (and that was right before I made this blog lol)

Additional advice for traditional artists going to do digital; sketch your work traditionally, and scan it or take a photo of it. I STILL DO THIS. I cannot sketch on the computer foR tHE LIFE OF ME. Literally every comic strip is sketched in a sketchbook

 Now all you have to do digitally is trace over your sketch!! But.. That’s honestly all my advice for that,,,, i mean i still do it so,,,,

And I use Clip Studio Paint Pro! It’s almost exactly like SAI <3

Hard questions on hard classes

I know this may seem comical given the fact that you have survived medical school but right now I feel like my high school classes are killing me they are really hard how do I do good and get through senior year? God bless you! -anon

  • It’s not comical at all! This is the hardest thing you’ve ever done, so don’t knock it. And after you get through this you’ll move on to a new hardest thing you’ve ever done. It’s just a series of steps. I think it’s important that you fight against senioritis and laziness now because the good habits you develop now will really help in your next step after graduation. Get some tutoring if you need it. Maybe seek out a college student who can mentor you and teach you some study tricks too. Use all the resources available to you! Don’t forget that there are awesome videos like Khan academy and even random youtubers that can be great helps when you’re stuck studying. 

I’m in the 3rd year, just starting clinical years and I have a low GPA even though I study a lot. how can I improve it? -anon

  • Hmmm. I’m assuming when you say 3rd year you mean med school. I don’t think that GPA matters that much to residency programs. I mean, my school was pass/fail, so they didn’t submit GPAs unless you were in the top 25% of the class. Step scores are what matter more. So I’d work really hard during your Step studying so that you can balance out that GPA. I guess you’ve probably already taken Step 1, so push to get really good scores on your shelf exams and on Step 2. Showing a big improvement between steps goes a long way. My grades in the first 2 years weren’t that fabulous either, but my clinical skills and evaluations on rotations really gave me a boost. After all, residencies care whether you’re going to be a good clinical doctor, not how well you’ve memorized the Krebs cycle. 

How did you get through really really hard classes like organic chemistry? And then through med school -anon

  • The answer to your question is: barely. 
  • I   s t r u g g l e d through organic. I made C’s in both semesters. I just didn’t study like I should, and even as a visual learner I just couldn’t visualize the reactions in my head. But I think I learned from organic what I needed to do when I got to biochemistry. I did tons and tons of practice problems and reviewed my notes and ended up with an A in biochem, which blew my mind. Basically, nose –> grindstone. 

Dear x,

Dad let you come outside with me and Roll today. We couldn’t wander very far, but you really enjoyed seeing the outside world after being confined in the walls of the lab for so long. I remember how much your face lit up when the sunshine hit you for the first time. Roll found lots of flowers and you and her picked some. She gathered your favourite ones and put them in a clay pot in your room so you can see them even when you’re inside your capsule. We sat outside for a long time. You asked why the sun continuously got lower and lower, and once I explained the sunset you refused to go inside until you could experience it for yourself. But it was okay, me and Roll loved being there with you for the last time. Eventually we had to go back inside. We knew what was coming. I miss you so much already…I wish we had more time together. Dad had to seal you in the capsule after we came back inside. You kept crying…It all happened so fast. Dad programmed me with the ability to feel, and every emotion overwhelmed me all at once. I know he made a extremely significant upgrades to your ability to think and feel too, completely outmatching my own. I can’t even fathom what it was like for you…I hope that once your testing is complete, we can see the sunrise too.

Dear x,

Blues came to visit us today. He doesn’t come by much with his malfunctioning core and all. He still refuses to get help, I feel so far away from him. I think I’m making progress though, but he’s really hard to read. Wily’s plan for world dominations slowly get stupider and less severe the older he gets. Bass mentioned that he’s building a super robot like you. I’m very scared…even Bass was worried for what he could do. I hope that he doesn’t hurt you. Bass also told me that he could have free will on the same degree as you, so maybe he would rather be your friend than follow the path set for him by Wily? I’m worried. Apparently he isn’t done yet. I just hope that if he is bad, that he doesn’t outmatch you.

Speaking of Bass, he doesn’t really follow Wily anymore. He just kinda…does whatever he wants. He still constantly wants to battle me to prove he’s stronger though. I still win every time, but its become more of a aggressive competition than a matter of life or death. I’m really happy about that. It’s been about a year since you were sealed. 29 more to go…see you soon.

Dear x,

Today is mine and Roll’s birthday. Dad said we were turned on for the first time 16 years ago. Blues came too. He also told us that he started developing you 11 years ago. He’s getting really old…me and Roll are afraid of what will happen when he passes on. Blues’s core won’t last much longer, and dad gets sicker every day. Everything is falling apart. At least I’ll have Roll. Bass too, I guess.

I don’t know what’s going to happen to us. I’m afraid that we’ll have to be scrapped or something. The government has very harsh and strict rules against robots, and they can’t live forever. Do we have a set date to die? I really want to see you again…

Dear x,

Dad can’t do much lately. He’s really out of it. Me and Roll have been taking care of him. Wily hasn’t done anything in a few years, so we haven’t had much to do. Bass stops by sometimes to fight me. At first we did, but now he just stops by to see how we’re doing. Blues comes by too. I like it when we’re all together. Bass told me that Wily stays up all night working on his prized robot. Seems like he’s putting all of his focus onto him and has given up on taking over the world for now. He’s around the same age as dad, so he won’t last much longer.

Dear x,

Blues’s core is finally being replaced today! I’ve convinced him to let me and Roll fix him. I’m so happy…I was very worried for what would happen in the future. I can’t remember whether you met him or not. I think you did, but if you didn’t, I know you’ll like him. It’s been about 4 years since you’ve been sealed. 26 more to go.

Dear x,

Dad died today. He really wanted to live long enough to see you. We all knew it would never happen. I wish I wasn’t programmed with emotions.

Dear x,

It has been really quiet since Dad passed. It’s a little bit better now. Roll has been very depressed. I’ve been helping her keep the house tidy. It’s been fine, but going into your room is…emotional. Roll hates going in there. She tries avoiding your capsule. But she always just sits there for a long time. It’s so lonely. If me and Roll get separated, I don’t know what I would do.

Dear x,

It’s been so long…Bass and Blues come by to keep me and Roll company. Wily passed on a long time ago. He sealed that robot away to emerge some time later in the future. I miss you so much. I don’t know how much longer I can live. Without dad here, I can’t be repaired. Blues taught me how to self-repair myself, but I’m not sure how much longer it will last. Me and Roll will break down eventually. I hope we can last long enough to see you again. I’ve been counting down the days until I can see you once more. 7,000 more days…20 years is a long time.

How to survive high school (by a straight A and mentally ill high school graduate)

If this post isn’t a way to show that through 4 years of high school I have SUCKED at titling things then I don’t know what is.

Anyways, long-ass titles aside, this is a mini guide for kids about to go into grade 9, or any grade really, who want to prepare themselves or change themselves.

Cause boy do I know you change a lot through high school. Thank god. 

Don’t expect this to be formal, or funny (unless you have my sense of humour in which case I think it’s fucking hilarious but that’s besides the point), but hopefully it will be helpful. (tip 1; long intros like this are useless 90% of the times, this time being part of that 90%) 

1) Honestly you may as well just buy yourself two locks for your locker right away. Have one locking your locker, and the other on you or at home. My locks broke so many times, or I forgot what the combo was, I went through so many of those fucking things (except in grade 12, I just gave up and stopped using my locker even though that was against the rules at my school lmao)

2) Dressing nice can be fun and can be a way to motivate yourself to get up in the morning, but don’t stress about what others will think about how you’re dressed or how you look. By the end of the day everyone’s going to look like trash any ways, so don’t bother

3) Those guidance counsellors? Yea. Use ‘em. Even if they’re the worst people on the planet Earth, use them. They can help tell your teachers about your problems, or just give you a quiet place to sit for a bit. 

4) DON’T STRESS ABOUT THE FUTURE. Everyone’s gonna say “you’re in grade 9, you better start thinking about what you wanna be” and they’ll say that every goddamn year. But let me tell you. I knew from grade 7 I wanted to go to art school. I really wanted to be an artist. I applied to an art school this year, I got into that art school this year, and I declined the offer. In my last few months of high school I changed my mind. I decided that I didn’t know what the fuck I wanted to do, so I chose a program that’s sort of like English. TLDR; people change their fucking minds. So don’t stress about it

5) Now this may differ from country to country but Universities and colleges don’t look at your grade 9 or 10 marks. They don’t give a shit if you got a 20% on a test in grade 9 (which I did lmao). They will only look at 11 and 12, and really they only look at your grade 11 marks for early acceptances. If you have shitty grade 11 marks but good grade 12 marks then you’re fine.

6) Speaking of Universities, apply to every single one that you can. I applied to something like 10 different schools/programs. Some of them I didn’t even know if I wanted to go into them. Some of them were incredibly hard to get into and I was sure I wasn’t going to get in. But I applied to everything that caught my interest, so that I could have doors open. (and, as it turns out, the program I’m going into was one of those last minute ‘i’m not sure if i’ll like this or not but it sounds kinda cool so I’ll apply’)

7) Learn new study habits. The jump between grade 8 and 9 (and 10 and 11 so rip your 10ers) is insane. It’s normal for grades to drop a bit (or a lot @ my multiple failed tests in gr 9 lmao) but just take it with grace and learn which way of studying works best for you. (protip: figure out if you’re an auditory, visual, or kinesthetic learner. If you’re 2, or like me and all 3 of them, then your just have to figure out which subject you learn best with which learning style. for example, in math I learn best by doing (kinesthetic) but I suck at learning math by seeing (visual), but in history I learn best by discussing and hearing (auditory) and seeing (visual), but if you make me act out history, write notes or anything like that I won’t learn shit.) 

8) If you’re not a math or science person, don’t take them. Same goes for English, or any other subject. In my school system it was required for you to take english every year, so there was no getting out of that, but I could chose to stop taking math after grade 11, and science after grade 10. A lot of people associate being good at math and science as being “smart”, and I got a lot of comments that because I wasn’t taking them my studies were “easy”. And trust me, if you decide to not take them you’ll hear the same thing. But the thing is, you don’t need them. If you’re going into an English program, then why in the fucking world would you take Chemistry or math?? What’s the use of it? Once you know the basic skills in both subjects I say drop it, unless you need it or find it fun. 

9) Speaking of not doing things that you can’t, each country has different terms for the “upper” level classes and the “lower” level classes. So I’ll be referring to them as just that. If you find that an “upper” level class goes too fast for you or you just aren’t learning from it, go to the lower level. Not all your classes have to be “upper” and not all have to be “lower”, it all depends on you. You’re not smarter for being in an “upper” level class, and you’re not dumber for being in a “lower” level class. It’s all based on styles of learning. That’s it. and 95% of the time, the two levels learn the same things, just at different paces and with different techniques. 

10) If you have a mental illness, let your teachers know. Even if you don’t want to tell anyone. Even if you think it’s embarrassing. Trust me, telling your teachers will make your life 100% easier, a lot of them are very understanding. I had teachers who would let me leave the class with a friend at any point I felt like I was going to have an anxiety attack. And when I went through my major depressive episodes and missed weeks of school, my teachers let me do work at home that was strictly in class work or let me delay tests or just skip units all together, and I often got extra time for everything. But if I hadn’t told them about my situation, I would have ended up being stuck and probably would have failed all my classes.

11) If someone offers you help, take it. ALWAYS ACCEPT HELP. Even if you have a stupid sense of pride (like me) and think you can do everything by yourself (like me) YOU CAN’T (like…you guessed it, me). Trust me, when a parent, teacher, or even sibling helps you with homework, or essays or studying, it just makes things easier. 

12) Take notes. I know I said taking notes doesn’t always help me, or other people, but do it anyways. And not on your computer. Hand write your notes, even if you have the messiest fucking handwriting, just do it. It’s been proven that you’re more likely to retain information that you handwrite over notes on a computer or reading, no matter what your learning type is. 

13) Don’t do things last minute. Don’t do your project last minute, or your essay, or study for a test. Cramming doesn’t work. Basically what I’m saying is manage your time properly. If you have 2 weeks to study for a test, take those two weeks. Don’t take just 10 hours the night before. 

14) We’re almost done, don’t worry. Join extra curricular activities! HAVE A LIFE. Literally it’s one of my biggest regrets that I didn’t do more. If you aren’t a sports person, join clubs. If you aren’t a clubs person, join sports. If you’re neither, join student council or something. If you want access to everything (sports, clubs, etc) join Yearbook, it’s a great way to be involved while also hiding from everyone. But join things, make new friends. Have a life. It’ll make things SO much easier

15) Speaking of friends, don’t worry about them. You’re going to make new friends, lose friends and then repeat. You and everyone else change so much through high school it’s almost impossible to constantly have the exact same friend group. So don’t worry if you lose friends, you’re going to make new ones, I promise. 

14) My last and most important point; GRADES DON’T MATTER. It’s a number (or letter) that is marking you on how you felt the day you were taking a test or doing a presentation. That’s all it is. It’s not testing your intelligence, it’s not something to compete over. It’s just a stupid little number. I’m not saying ignore it completely, still try to work hard to learn things, but don’t do it for the sole reason of getting a good grade. One of the biggest things I learned in my last two years of high school was that when I was stressed about my grades and studied for the only purpose of getting a 90%, and literally gave up my life to study, I often didn’t do well. Those are the times when I failed tests, and also the times where I barely was able to get an 80% average. But in 11 and 12 I decided to take it easy. I studied a little bit every second or third night, but I tried not to stress about it. On nights before tests I would limit myself and never stay up past midnight. I forced myself to not care about grades even though every little anxious bone in me told me to care. And I went from having an 80.2% average in grade 10, to an 88% in grade 11 and a 92.5% in grade 12 (i feel inclined to say it was 95% but I had two hard ass teachers second semester so uh yeah that sucked). SO DON’T STRESS. LET GO OF THE IMPORTANCE OF GRADES. RAISE YOUR MIDDLE FINGER TO THAT A. Just do the best you can and then continue to push yourself to do better. Do it because you want to, not because you want a higher grade.

I hope this was somewhat helpful. High school is what you make of it, it can be fun, or horrible, so try to have fun with it. I have a lot of good memories from it. The best piece of advice I can really give is just be aware that your life isn’t only school, and it doesn’t end after high school. (Also always buy your teachers christmas gifts or end of year gifts, they will love you and you will instantly become a favourite)