i've always loved this bit though

🎶🎶When You Collect Records🎶🎶
  • Hipster: *moves dusty old boxes out of the way* Whoa, an old record player. It looks like it's in working order too! *runs outside*
  • Hipster: Yo, dad!
  • Dad: What?
  • Hipster: We're getting rid of all of poppop's stuff, right?
  • Dad: There's something you want, isn't there?
  • Hipster: There's this old stereo record player in the attic.
  • Dad: What do you need a record player for?
  • Hipster: My record collection.
  • Dad: I didn't even know they still made those things. Can't you just listen to music on your phone?
  • Hipster: Dad, there's a big difference between listening to music digitally and on record.
  • Dad: Fine, I don't wanna get into it with you right now. You can take the record player. You just have to get someone else to take it to your place for you. My truck's full.
  • Hipster: Thanks dad! *smooches dad on the cheek*
  • *later at hipster's apartment*
  • Friend: So, like Patch Adams ends with Patch Adams half-naked in front of a ton of people. I don't know if it was meant to be funny or like a weird sex thing, but like the movie was just a deeply disturbing character study. I can't stop thinking about it.
  • Hipster: That sounds boring. *unlocks door to apartment* Ta-da! Here it is! My new record player!
  • Friend: New? Looks fucking old to me, dude.
  • Hipster: Well, it is old. That's the appeal. And we're going to listen to the new Sufjan record on it.
  • Friend: Is that actually how you say Sufjan? Apparently, I've been pronouncing it wrong this whole time.
  • Hipster: Well, you won't after this record. There's an entire track where he just says his name for four minutes. It's amazing. *plays records*
  • Record Player: *coughs* Hello. Hello! Where am I? Doctor? Hello! Why is it so dark...............................Can I breathe? I can't breath. Oh god, I'm not breathing! Oh god, oh god, oh god, oh god, oh god! I.....................................
  • Hipster: Uh, that's not Sufjan.
  • Friend: It totally isn't. Is it some guest vocalist? I like the new direction he's going in. No instruments or singing, and long stretches of silence. Very experimental.
  • Hipster: *stops record player* I think maybe we should do something else for now.
  • Friend: Fucking lame! I wanted to listen to more Sufjan.
  • *days later at the record store*
  • Hipster: Yo, I think the Sufjan Stevens record I bought from here might be some kind of mispress.
  • Store Clerk: Really? It's a pretty major album. I doubt there'd just be a mispress like that.
  • Hipster: Yeah, but listen to it. It's not Sufjan at all. It's some girl talking.
  • *hipster and clerk listen to a completely normal Sufjan Stevens album together*
  • Store Clerk: What are you talking about? This is definitely Sufjan Stevens.
  • Hipster: Okay, but it wasn't like that when I listened to it at home! I even listened to it with my friend and he heard the same thing!
  • Store Clerk: Maybe there's something wrong with your record player.
  • Hipster: Hmm, maybe there is.
  • *back at the apartment*
  • Hipster: *turns on record player and just listens*
  • Record Player: ...I'm awake again. Why did I black out? Did I even black out? God, I'm not breathing, but it doesn't matter. Why don't I need to breathe? Am I even alive?
  • Hipster: Can you hear me?
  • Record Player: Doctor. Doctor! DOCTOR! Why can't I move? Why can't I feel anything. Keep yourself together. It'll all make sense soon. Calm down. Just breathe deeply. Fuck, I can't breathe! AIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEE! I CAN'T BREATHE! DOCTOR! DOCTOR! DOCTOR! HELP! HELP ME, PLEASE! I'M STUCK! I CAN'T MOVE! PLEASE HELP ME!
  • Hipster: *turns off record player* It's just a recording, I bet. I can't believe I talked to it like an idiot... *nervously turns record player back on*
  • Record Player: I blacked out again. I blacked out. For how long? Is there even time here? Hell. This is hell, right? Did I go to hell.........................................
  • Hipster: *listens to the record player for hours*
  • Record Player: Negative 6893 bottles of wine on the wall! Negative 6893 bottles of wine! Take one down, pass it around, Negative 6894 bottles of wine on the wall... fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck! PLEASE SOMEONE HELP ME! AIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
  • Hipster: *keeps listening*
  • Record Player: Soul of Christ, make me holy, Body of Christ, be my salvation. God, please forgive me. I'm sorry for all of my sins. Please free me. I'm so sorry. Please. Please. Please.
  • Hipster: *still listening*
  • Record Player: FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU! SHITTY DOCTOR! FUCK YOU! LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT! *sobs intensely* FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU! FUCK EVERYTHING! Please just let me go.
  • Hipster: *nervously walks up to record player and lightly taps on it*
  • Record Player: ...A knock. A KNOCK! PLEASE HELP ME! I'M STUCK! PLEASE! *record player begins shake violently*
  • Hipster: *backs away in fear*
  • Hipster: *unplugs record player*
  • Hipster: *gets hammer from the closet and begins to break apart record player*
  • Record Player: *drips red*
  • Hipster: W-What? *cracks front of record player open*
  • *rotting viscera falls from the record player*
  • Hipster: O-Oh... *stuffs viscera back into the record player and duct tapes over it*
  • Hipster: *turns record player back on*
  • Record Player: ...I can feel. It hurts. Why does it hurt now? Why does it hurt? Why? Why? Why? WHY!? WHY!? WHY!? *spurts blood through it speakers and begins to gurgle*
  • Record Player: *hops forward* Please just let me go. Please... please. I'll do anything. I just want to see you again. I'm so sorry. This isn't what I asked for. I'm so sorry. *hops forward again and comes unplugged*
  • Record Player: *tips over, bleeding heavily onto the carpet*
  • Hipster: *silently cleans up the mess*
  • *some time later*
  • Hipster: *calls dad* Hey, dad. Oh, nothing. Uh, I just need to borrow your truck, If not tonight sometime this week. I just need to get rid of something. No, no, that's fine, I can do it myself. Yeah, tomorrow morning is perfect. Thanks Love you too. Bye.
  • *the next afternoon*
  • Dad: So, what did you need to get rid of this morning?
  • Hipster: Nothing important. Just some old junk... Dad, what kind of person was poppop?
  • Dad: Well, he was only the greatest man I've known in my life. Really caring, dedicated to his family. When you were born he loved you so much. He was a bit of a loner, though. It took a lot to get him to open up. Even around me and your grandmother. He was a bit like you. Always a huge music lover.
  • Hipster: I see. Was he ever a doctor?
  • Dad: That's a weird thing to ask. Nope. He hated doctors. Didn't trust modern medicine one bit. It's ironic. His cancer probably wouldn't have gotten to him if he did. But, your poppop was always so stubborn.
  • Hipster: Oh, okay then.
  • *some days later*
  • Friend: New carpet?
  • Hipster: Yup, old one was ugly wasn't it. It was time for a change.
  • Friend: That's what I've been telling you! I'm glad you finally came to your senses. What happened to your record player, though?
  • Hipster: That thing? I threw it away. It was busted.
  • Friend: That sucks. Are you gonna buy a new one?
  • Hipster: No.
  • Friend: But you won't have anything to play your records on.
  • Hipster: Yeah, but I buy records because I want to support the artists. They're not really for listening. Besides, lossless is better. FLAC is the future.

anonymous asked:

with all the hate and negativity I've been seeing lately on youtube, I just wanted to say thank you for being a distraction from it for me and just always having such a loving, positive community all around :) y'all in the cranky crew are amazing! :D <3

Though I definitely notice all of the negativity on YouTube right now, I always try and keep the positive vibes apparent on my channel. Thank you for sticking around and watching my videos! I’m glad they can be a little bit of a distraction for you! :)

This is the best description I’ve ever seen.

The time Tom’s got a decent number #15 (among 50) in Elle Girl’s “Hottest Guys in Rock, early 2000s” .

anonymous asked:

I've always loved the way you write ur fic. Part of me did wish there was a liiiittle bit more monologuing on yuuri and Victor's feelings aside from skating - not too explicit but the same way you've been doing it. But looking at what you're saying about the next chapters it seems like it's just a matter of time for Victor, which I realised makes sense because feelings are developing. For yuuri though, if not in the fic, maybe a drabble for what and how much he feels for shouta would be nice...

So I don’t know if I delivered on the internal monologuing… like I said, I’m much more action oriented of a writer… so here’s some of that.  ;) This basically takes place immediately after Chapter 19.

When the cab pulled up to the house, Yuuri wasn’t even surprised to see Shouta waiting outside the gate, straddling his bike with Vicchan on his leash straining and wanting to bark at the car.  No, Yuuri wasn’t surprised, but his chest clenched a little at the sight.  If it was possible, Shouta always met him after he came back from a competition.

Yuuri climbed out of the back of the cab after Riku and went around to pull his suitcase out of the trunk, but Shouta was already there next to Alexei and was taking Yuuri’s large suitcase, leaving Yuuri with just his carry-on.  

“Okaeri.”  Shouta’s voice was quiet and Yuuri smiled and leaned into his shoulder for a minute before bending down and picking Vicchan up, tucking him close with one arm as he wiggled and squirmed and tried to lick his face.  With his free hand he grabbed his small carry-on and followed Alexei and Riku into their house.  

Alexei, as was the norm, just left his suitcase next to the door and headed into the kitchen to see if he could find something to eat.  Riku smiled at them and then went to follow her husband, reminding him that the fridge was practically empty, and that, no, prawn crackers did not constitute real food, and if he wanted something real to eat that they should make a trip to the store.

“Upstairs?”  Shouta asked, his hand still on Yuuri’s large suitcase.  

Yuuri just nodded and then turned to face the kitchen.  He unhooked Vicchan’s collar and put him down.  “I bet Lyosha wants a hello too.”  And Vicchan rushed off, bounding toward Alexei and no doubt treats because his coach spoiled his pup as much as he did.

Shouta was already pushing his suitcase against his closet when Yuuri walked into his room.  He dropped his things and just sort of looked at Shouta.  He hadn’t seen him in almost a week and had barely talked to him, just some exchanges through Twitter, but… Yuuri had missed him.  Seeing him made his heart clench in a funny way.  He wouldn’t say it was love.  That was such a weighted word, but if he was speaking English, maybe.  Russian, most likely.  But in Japanese, no.  It wasn’t love, but it was definitely a very strong sort of like.

Love, to him, was something that was just too big.  Too… scary.  But this.  Him and Shouta, it was just right.  Hands that fit together in a clasp when their fingers tangled.  Knowing smirks, when someone said something about how they were always in each other’s company.  He was easy to relax around; always ready to play a game or watch something, never demanded more of Yuuri’s time than he was willing to give or could give.  But then, Yuuri did the same to him.  Yuuri didn’t think that he’d ever be able to be with someone who didn’t have a schedule with demands like his.  How could they even begin to understand?  They couldn’t.

Shouta could.

“Do I have something on my face?  You’re staring?”  Shouta looked down at his shirt.  “Did I get some sauce on me from lunch?  I went to that Chinese gyoza place.  The one that you’re not allowed to eat at anymore?  I figured it’d be better to go before you got back then after and–”

“You don’t have anything on your shirt.  Though it’s really mean to mention the gyoza place.  I was so bummed when Alexei added it to the list of places that were off limits.  Especially now that I’m officially off-season and can’t even go once in a while.”  Yuuri crossed the distance separating them, letting his backpack drop to the ground.  He pressed his hands to Shouta’s cheeks.  “I was just thinking that I missed you while I was in the Netherlands.”

Shouta’s eyebrows went up.  “Really?”  And he hands went to Yuuri’s waist, gripping the fabric of his shirt and drawing it taut over Yuuri’s stomach.

Yuuri nodded.  He brought Shouta’s head closer to his own, negating the height difference and kissed him.  It took less than a second for Shouta to start kissing him back, his hands going around Yuuri’s back.

Yuuri leaned back for a second, breaking the kiss, and looked at Shouta, and smiled. “I won gold.”

“I know.  I saw.”

Yuuri shook his head.  “I won gold at Junior Worlds.  That’s like… like… better than nationals. Better than the Junior Grand Prix.  I’m the best Junior skater in the WORLD.”


“What do you mean, and?”  Yuuri bit his lip.

“And, when are you going to beat that gold medalist on your wall and be even better?”

Yuuri kissed Shouta again, deeper and hungrier, licking into his mouth and letting his fingers tangle in the short strands of hair at the back of his head.  Shouta groaned and pressed closer, and Yuuri really, really, really hoped that no one was going to knock on his door and interrupt even for something as stupid as letting him know they were going to the store.

Yuuri stepped back, pulling Shouta with him until they could topple onto his bed.  It was small, but so much more comfortable.  He pulled away for another second.  “I’m working on it.  I’ll get to Seniors, and then you’ll see.”

Shouta rolled them so he could lean over Yuuri.  “Good?  I want to boast that you’re a World Champion, without having to put Junior in front of it.”  Shouta nipped at Yuuri’s bottom lip.  

“I’ll get there.  I want to win.”  Yuuri slipped his hands under Shouta’s shirt and over the well-defined muscles of his abs.  Yuuri’s season was ending, but Shouta’s was just about to begin; it was obvious he’d been putting in extra time, something that Yuuri could appreciate.

“I know you want to win.  You always want to win, even if you never say it.  You wouldn’t be a competitive athlete if you didn’t.”

“Hmm.”  Yuuri relaxed back into the mattress and pulled off Shouta’s shirt and letting himself look at the lean muscles of his boyfriend, there wasn’t much bulk, just strength, mainly focused on his shoulders, and Yuuri knew, his upper back.  “No more talking.”

“No talking?”

Yuuri kissed Shouta again to shut him up.

I don’t know… maybe I should have kept it in at the beginning of the next chapter… I just don’t know anymore…

anonymous asked:

Firstly loving your SK stories, typos and all! I was hoping you could give me some good RK authors/stories, I know you write them too but they aren't your main ship. I've grown a bit bored of the SK stuff, it all seems to be the same rehashed stories or just pornos (excluding yours and a few others). I don't know where to start though and I saw you did a kastle rec list which was great, any suggestions? I don't want a 500 word porno, I want angst, drama, humour and all that good stuff!!

Hello Lovely!

I’m so glad you’re loving my SK stories. I have a blast writing them and I always try to write something unique into everything I do. I have plans for a chapter RK piece, but I have to finish a couple of things, before I can commit that that one. :)

Okay on to the rec list:

Start here: 

SuperFriends/Hokum/KichieFiction her: Tumblr or her AO3

She writes some of the best Kichie stuff. She’s got some great multiple chapter pieces and some wonderful stand alones as well. 

The Dark Side of Sun series: A re-telling of the end of the Season 3. The first part of the series is complete and the second part is in progress. This has a complex storyline and a lot of heart in it.
Summary: ”They say love can make or break you and Amaru is about to make sure it breaks Richie. Having regained her true form she takes a dying Kate hostage as leverage for what she really wants: to make a slave out of Richard Gecko. Richie’s not about to let Kate go without a fight, even if that means paying the ultimate price to save the girl he loves.”

Cupids Chokehold series: AU series with a Kichie established relationship and Seth trapped with his crazy wife Vanessa. I LOVE this series I laugh until I cry every time. It is spectacular!!
Summary: Vanessa is crazy and it’s highly entertaining when Kate drinks too much. 

Killing Time on Valentines: Five one shots pieces and they are great.
Summary: As Kate and Richie are the epitome of “meant to be”; here a few Valentine’s Day related one shots featuring; Awkward Richie, Angry Vanessa, Over Protective Seth, Sexy Kate and Exasperated Uncle Eddie. Enjoy!

Plus @kichiefiction is just lovely soul. Check out her Tumblr for content

Two of her recs are:
Her Makeup Stains by Dearxalchemist
Three years of culebra slaying has passed before Seth leaves her. Kate embarks on her own personal crusade to continue the good fight. She takes matters in to her own hands and does whatever it takes to get the job. She’s borderline reckless and plays the role of bait to lure out the monsters. Kate embarks on a night of dancing. The music is pulsing around her, blocking out the world as she closes her eyes and tilts her head back. This is her church now and the fellowship is an old face she never expected to see again.

Trespass Sweetly Urged by Gaya
About first times and mornings after

Other Kichie pieces:

Monsters by gaslight_skellington
Summary: “Seth showing up unannounced she could imagine, and handle – her relationship with that Gecko had never been quite as complicated as her relationship with this Gecko but truthfully, she didn’t think she wanted to see them again; her life was normal and dull, but it was finally hers and she was content with it. The Geckos showing up two years after she’d left them could never mean anything good.
“Hello Kate.”
She shivered at the sound of his voice and the intensity in his eyes and then scowled at herself for allowing him to see how he affected her. She decided anger was better than angst and glared at him, going on the defensive immediately.
“What are you doing here? Please tell me this is just a coincidence and then leave.”
“You don’t think for a second this is a coincidence, Kate. And I’m not leaving without you.”

Bits of Three by  theredhoodie 
“The innermost thoughts of Kate Fuller during her interactions with one Richie Gecko.”
 - That one is short but I always liked it.

Tumblr links

@thebeastunderyourbed… Kichie tagged things: here

@nuritxu - Great content there as well: Tumblr

And there are others. Please feel free to reblog and add on. I wish I knew everyone in this ship a little better. I’ve been buried in my own writing lately. This should give you a good start though. 

Just remember I’m a multishipper for this fandom and I’m not trying to start drama. If you aren’t a fan of Richie and Kate, just move on by. :)
Be supportive and be kind.

Love to my Loves!!

anonymous asked:

Whats your favourite line from your own writings? I'm curious because sometimes I look back at a sentence I've written and think "damn, where did you come from?"

That happens to me too! Always in hindsight, though, because everything I am currently writing is garbage in my eyes, no matter how good it might be. XD

This one’s going to take a little bit of explaining. It comes from a short story I wrote about my character Dimitri last year:

If someone had asked him for his opinion on the meaning of life, he’d have told them it was love, then laughed until he cried.

Dimitri has the supernatural gift of seeing people’s soulmates. But he’s a genius and a pretty rational guy, so he spends his entire life in denial about what he sees. His parents, who are soulmates, end up divorced after all, and everywhere he goes he sees people stuck with the wrong people, so it must be bullshit. He himself goes from bad relationship to bad relationship, and he pushes his soulmate away from him because he’s a mess on two feet and can’t take one step without hurting another human being.

So he’s twenty-nine years old when he discovers that, wouldn’t you know it, his soulmate can see soulmates, too. And like him, she has also become cynical and unhappy… and it’s mostly his fault.

So Dimitri is forced to acknowledge that his ability is real, and he looks back on all the broken relationships in his life, and how they made him into the miserable wretch he is, and comes to the conclusion that love must be the meaning of life. Because when love goes south, so does everything else.

…yeah. I wrote that line last semester and cried a lot. :D

sweetened-coffee  asked:

I found your blog tonight and read the entire thing. You post the best quotes, by far, that I've ever found. Because of you I decided to share my own poetry on my Tumblr as well. :) So thank you!

Thank you ☺ I’d love to say they were mine but they aren’t, I re quote other writers quotes. Mainly because the originals are normally blurry and it doesn’t do the quote justice! Bit of an OCD freak. I’ve always been a sucker for a deep read though

What i think of the signs
  • Aries: your heart is practically tattooed on your sleeve. You put your all in everything which probably fucks you over on a daily basis. you need give yourself a break.
  • Taurus: you're always so honest and sometimes too honest and it's literally one big roller coaster to be around you and it's fun but i wish you opened up more
  • Gemini: you try too hard despite the fact that you have this "i don't care about anything" persona. you're not fooling anyone and it's tiring to be around you for too long.
  • Cancer: you're either too quiet when you need to be speaking up or you're too loud when you need to shut up. btw you have a great sense of humor
  • Leo: you do so many shitty things all the time, but your loyalty to people you care about is what makes them stick around. your strength is really admirable & it's ok to cry
  • Virgo: you are not a machine and you need to sit down and relax or something. you'd be the best person to hang around if you weren't so uptight. you are #1 at worrying and over thinking
  • Libra: your sense of humor is so under appreciated but that's because it's borderline harsh and offensive. I never know when you're being serious and you're lowkey intimidating (you will probably also take that as a compliment)
  • Scorpio: people tend to throw their problems at you a lot and i 100% understand why you are the way you are. This is me understanding & not calling you a dick because you are not a dick.
  • Sagittarius: you're the best person to talk to when it's rainy and dreary and you have the best vibes. you're all about making the most out of any situation but i always worry about how you're feeling i hope you're alright
  • Capricorn: you are a million times more than what you give yourself credit for. you're always giving without second thought but stop forgetting about yourself. stop putting yourself down w your self deprecating jokes
  • Aquarius: you have good intentions and a heart of gold and you're really weird but it's ridiculously endearing and everyone is most likely in love w you. some people dont deserve your kindness though
  • Pisces: you always give until you're emptied out and that's both the best and worst thing about you. you are the friend everyone goes to when they need a shoulder to cry on

zuendzie  asked:

Even though its somewhat unrelated, and I have nothing to back it up, I've always had this small headcanon that Medic grew up without his parents (Passed away) forced to live with some sort of extended family, who abused him. Its just something I thought would make him a bit more interesting. Opinions?

Yeah, I could see that. He turned to schoo because even if it was shit at home, if he tried hard, his teachers still liked him and treated him well. His love for science and school brought him to being a doctor.

anonymous asked:

I personally didn't understand why Sunset and Twilight would want to make another (though final, for now) trip through the mirror, because they were concerned what would happen to the baby whenever they crossed over. But, I've always loved your work and I'm very thrilled what will happen and I'm sure I'll love what's coming :)

First off thank ya! I appreciate it.

I’ve gotten quite a bit of asks about this so here goes: they’re not so much concerned towards taking “another” trip through the portal as taking CONSTANT trips through the portal.

This is of course, all speculation between them, as this is something entirely new. We could find out that portal jumping does literally nothing to a fetus, or we could find out it has some bizarre results. The best thing to do in that case is to limit their movement - they did jump once (twice if counting going back) already (to tell twilight), so one more jump shouldn’t hurt that much right?

They’ve gotten so used to having the portal that inter-dimensional travel has become second nature to them, easier than taking a plane to France for example! :P

wetherebelskies  asked:

Random question but which epsudoes of ouran? 😂 it's my fav

((OOC: The episode where the guys go to Haruhi’s home, the episode at the beach, and the Alice in Wonderland episode. I watched all of it years ago and loved it, and now it’s on Netflix, so I have been swimming the warm waters of nostalgia!))

anonymous asked:

"You look so beautiful. I've never loved you more than I do now"

Victor looks amazing. He always has, of course, and Yuuri knows that part of it is because love filters any unsightly bits into something endearing. It’s especially effective now.

The suit that Victor wears now is bespoke, and fitted. Or it would be, if it wasn’t ruined the way it is now. The jacket is ripped, the tie roughly loosened and the shirt missing several buttons from the way Yuuri had torn it open. The filter makes it all seem perfect though, despite the red on his shirt and the pallor of his skin. “You look so beautiful. I’ve never loved you more than I do now,” Yuuri croons.

There is no reply. The moonlight looks down at both of them, illuminating the splay of Victor’s hair and the intestines spilling out of his stomach, the look of horror his features have frozen into.

Yuuri wipes the sweat from his palms, flicks the knife in his hands. “Don’t worry,” he whispers, even though dead men have no ears. “I’ll make sure you’re the most beautiful when I’m done.”

(Send me happy things and I’ll turn them sad/murderous!)

anonymous asked:

Hi, I love your blog and you're adorable. I've always been good at learning even though the other parts of school are difficult. But right now when I need my learning to be at the top of its game because I'm in one of my senior-level physics major courses, I think I'm having some autistic burnout and I think it's draining my ability to learn. Do you know of any resources that could give me some ideas for making a quick recovery?

Keep reading


I may have a soft spot for fish people >> I hope uniformshark doesn’t mind a little fanart of her designs! rahkai and I have had a lot of fun playing around with the idea of merformers, including the idea that no matter what AU it is, Star will always be a spoiled brat. I couldn’t resist doing a few doodles. Humans are hard as butts to draw though, after spending years drawing pretty much nothing but monsters and robots. Apologies for my anatomy ;; And apparent inability to draw tribal tattoos too, yeesh. Really do love these designs, as well as all the other mers Kashi has made, so maybe I’ll pop out a bit more fanart for them in the future c:>

If FE6 had Awakening's inheritance mechanics
  • Lyn!Roy: Dad! I know my class is Lord, but I've always felt like a Myrmidon on the inside!
  • Eliwood: *sigh* I know, son...
  • Lyn!Roy: *HIGH SPD*
  • Lyn!Roy: *HIGH SKL*
  • Eliwood: ...I know.
  • Lyn!Roy: *NO STR*
  • ----------------------------------------------
  • Wyvern: ...Neigh?
  • Eliwood: *sigh* For the fortieth time, Roy, you /can't/ ride a Pegasus, it's something in the game mechanics...
  • ----------------------------------------------
  • A note: Father, I find myself unsuited for the ways of war. Instead, I've chosen to pursue my true passion, and have run away to learn the fine art of dance...
  • Eliwood: *sigh* Ninian, though I will always love you, our son could have done with inheriting a bit more of your 'GRAWR ARRR RAWR' and a bit less of your grace...
  • Lilina: Is it too late for me to be the main Lord?

anonymous asked:

I have a confession to make. I've been following you since years ago /i'm quite a naruhina shipper ^^''/ and i've always loved how kind you are to people even though you don't always agree with them. For the past past 4-5 months i've been struggling with depression and coming to your blog always helps me feel a bit better....i hope this isn't creepy or anything but i wanted you to know. Thank you Dattebae.

I’m so touched by this, like you have no idea..! It makes me feel so happy to know that i could at least help you feel slightly better during such a hard period of time.

I really hope you feel better soon anon

here’s a little gift from me

anonymous asked:

ahh ok for the date thing I'm a bit on the taller side and have brown hair that's a bit messy. I really like trees and just nature overall! I'm good at sewing, but I can also play the guitar, too!! I've grown really fond of a lot of animals and I try to take care of them well, though sometimes I make some poor choices that I always regret. And uh, my favorite color is green!

omfg you actually sound really cute,,,,, i love brown hair,,,,, and the tol,,,,

nature+animals is a+ and i love to sew so pls sew with me,,, green is my favorite too tho so,, yes…

u better play that guitar for me tho

you are a+ my friend, a+

anonymous asked:

Sorry I saw your rant on that Japanese feminism post or what not but you mentioned your friend from Japan telling you the difference between their anime fandom and our's and, if you wouldn't mind, could you explain a bit? I've always been Really curious about how it is there. Sorry if this has been asked already!

What are you sorry for? I love sharing experiences and information! Though, I am not sure I can relay what my friend said 100%… But I’ll try to.

First of all, Japanese Anime/Manga/Games Fandom is not as inclusive as western Fans tend to think it is. While there’s overall less flame wars and internet rudeness and 2Chan is definitely tamer than 4Chan (I heard Futaba can be quite dangerous, though), this is mostly because the “clique” mentality is even more developed than in the west. In the West, if you’re an Anime Fan, you’ll be interacting with pretty much all types of Anime Fans. In Japan, Fans of a certain genre keep to fans of a certain genre and women keep to women and men keep to men. Also, Japanese Fandom says Japanese, they generally do not branch out and search contact to foreign fans.

Fans use the term “Otaku” among each other, but as it is sort of offensive to be an outsider using the term, the academic discourse has come to prefer the term “Subculture”. This is different from other “slur” terms in the way that “Otaku” have used the term Otaku to refer each other ever since before negative connotations have come to be. The negative connotations came to be due to the media spreading the image of Otaku as murderous, perverted man-children removed from reality. So when an outsider uses the term “Otaku” it is generally assumed that they are using it in this negative context and are thus offensive. If I used the term, however, my friend wouldn’t be offended, because she has seen the inside of my dorm room and knows it is covered in posters and figurines and Manga stacked up on the ledges. So the “Otaku” that Miyazaki uses isn’t the same “Otaku” that the general fan uses. Miyazaki says “Otaku” but is actually referring to the “Moe-Kei-Elitists” which have been dominating the market for several years now (and really, he has any reason to hate, because they have been fetishizing his characters as well.) “Otaku” as in simply “Geek” IS a meaning that does exist, however, you need to be WITHIN the Geek-spectrum to safely use the term without calling forth the wrong connotation.

Japanese Fandom has the advantage of being greater in numbers, as, despite being a “hidden Subculture” in Japan, they are still enough to be able to communicate, meet and have fairly large events together which outscale our Anime Conventions by far. I was on Comiket - which, by the way, is financed through commercial space given through the Anime Industry and is free of charge to visit - and the numbers of people and stands there were insane. It was really just a self-published comicbook market, but there was EVERYONE there, fans of any Fandom you can imagine and shippers of all armadas and they were talking, buying, cosplaying and just having a good time, even without all the event stuff that we are used to, like panels or shows or so on. Though, of course, the groups kept to themselves. Men stuck to men, women to women, cosplayers to cosplayers (and cosplay-admirers). I got a few odd looks when I checked out a Touhou booth to get an Artbook for my boyfriend. 

In the West, there is the image of Akihabara being the “Otaku Mekka”, while this is true, it’s actually more of a “Male Otaku Mekka”; female Fans are far more likely to be found shopping in Ikebukuro. While Akihabara is about 75% drilled towards the Moe-Kei Audience; thus, male Otaku, Ikebukuro is drilled 75% towards the Fujoshi Audience and thus female Otaku. Though, you will find both genders shopping in both districts, the distribution differs. I am neither a Moe-Kei Fan, nor a Fujoshi, so I kinda have to change around between where I go shopping to find everything I want.

After all, not all Otaku are into Fanservice; my friend is one of the female Otaku who quit Free! after the first three episodes because she, quote “Had no idea what the plot was even trying to tell her.” She’s kinda like me; Fanservice alone doesn’t satisfy her, she needs proper plot and characters too. So yeah, believe it or not, but despite the strong exclusiveness, Japanese Fans are just as diverse as anywhere else. There’s Fans who think Cosplayers are insane, Moe-Kei Fans who think Fujoshi are evil, Fujoshi who think Moe-Kei Fans are evil, people who are into “obscure” western movies and draw Doujinshi on that, while others just watch and tilt their heads - Yes, “Avengers” Doujinshi EXIST, I saw them on Comiket - etc. etc. etc. 

It’s fascinating how much is similar and yet different, really. I came to Japan with the intent to study Fan-Culture and am really quite satisfied with my results so far. I learned so much and gained a so much broader understanding. It is always interesting to discuss how Western Fandom sees certain things with my friend and ask her how it is in Japanese Fandom. The times I get “Onaji!” (The same) for an reply really are just as often as I get “Zenzen chigau!” (Totally different). Of course, issues of translation and dubbing are totally foreign to the Japanese Audience except when it comes to Disney movies, because most Live Action Movies only receive subtitles there. 

My friend once asked me if “English Seiyuu” - she used the term “Seiyuu” for voice actors in general, regardless of country - are just as famous and celebrated as their Japanese counterparts. I explained to her that, while we have famous voice actors like Yuri Lowenthal or Vic Mignogna, they are not as great celebrities as the Japanese Seiyuu by far; Mostly because the celebration of voice actors is a trend that has its roots in the Anime Fandom and the Western Fandom is just too small to make that big of a difference there. It is quite interesting whenever I engage in discussions like this with her. We learn a lot about the other’s culture from each other - not only Fanculture, but in general.