Any Rurouni Kenshin headcanons? Like post-manga, Kenshin-gumi and/or domestic Himura family stuff?? 👀👀
yes anon 👀👀👀
kenshin is an AMAZING dad, world’s best dad. like you think this man wouldn’t hold his son, life he helped create instead of take, and absolutely feel the earth spin beneath his feet and the breath knocked out of his lungs? he feels that every time he holds kenji. wonder and love and god, he loves his family so, so much
kenji goes through a mama’s boy phase but kenshin really is the one who spoils him to death, and since kaoru is the breadwinner kenji starts to spend a lot more time with kenshin as he gets older. they become quite close, kenshin teaching him how to shape rice balls and hold his tea and chopsticks and kenji thinks of his papa as the gentlest, most loving man on earth
kenshin and kaoru have like… five more children after kenji, probably.
everyone is the embarrassing aunt or uncle, the family is huge and loving, and even hiko teaches one of their daughters a bit about pottery??? (begrudgingly. he needs to drink later.) the girls do kenjutsu with the boys, of course.
kenshin and kaoru are both over-protective parents… kaoru’s just a lot more obvious about it and willing to yell at people. kenshin practically has heart attacks when kenji wanders a little too close to the short steps of the dojo entrance.
This is a perfect example of an easy bread that can be made every day. I mean, sure, it would be just as easy (if not easier) to use a sourdough starter, or to bake a large batch for several days in a row*, but if you are a fan of fresh, chewy, crusty bread every dang day than this is the one you want to use. This is the recipe I use whenever I need (or want) fresh bread for dinner. It’s easy. Seriously, it can be done in less than an hour. Plus it’s one of the best breads I’ve ever made, so there’s that too :)
*When one is involved in all the menial tasks to survival that we take for granted, sometimes we forget just what goes into ‘survival’. Peoples of Middle Earth would naturally have to work very hard, since not everyone can go on adventures and have everything taken care of for them. I like this little saying, even if it’s just household chores (leaving out planting, weeding, butchering, harvesting, thrashing, preserving, spinning, weaving, knitting, chopping firewood, etc.) I suppose I’m guilty of romanticizing the ‘olden lifestyle’; it sure sounds fun but if it came down to it I’ll stay in the 21st century, thank you very much. “Wash on Monday Iron on Tuesday Mend on Wednesday Churn on Thursday Clean on Friday Bake on Saturday Rest on Sunday.”
so my mother has always had kind of a
weird thing about meryl streep:
“there’s just something i don’t like about her.” “there’s just
something about her face that doesn’t appeal to me.” that kind of thing.
meanwhile i’ve never heard my dad mention meryl streep at all.
last night my dad called for help with
his computer. i literally told him to turn it off and turn it back on again and
he was not even a little bit offended. “what a good idea! i’m so glad I
called you!” anyway while we were waiting for his computer to boot up
again, i brought up donald trump. trump has really bonded me and my dad
politically so i figured we were gonna get into the press conference, the
russia hacking…I was ready.
my dad: did you see what he said about
me: yeah…hey, isn’t it wild how trump’s
press secretary was gonna eject that cnn guy from the conference?
my dad: he said she was overrated.
my dad: now i don’t know how you feel
about meryl streep… [dramatic pause for me to share my feelings about meryl
streep; i have none]…but i think she is the greatest actress alive.
my dad: …and he called her overrated!
first of all, he’s wrong, second of all, how childish! the behavior of a toddler!
me [trying to find common ground]: he’s
always like that. remember when hillary called him putin’s puppet in the debate
and he was like, you’re the puppet?
my dad: this is worse because it’s a
non sequitur! what does her acting have to do with it? which, by the way, is
superlative. her acting is superlative.
me [internally]:OMG MY FATHER IS A
MERYL STREEP FANBOY THIS IS WHY MY MOTHER HAS HATED MERYL STREEP HER WHOLE
LIFE!!! MY PARENTS ARE HUMAN BEINGS IN A RELATIONSHIP!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!
me [out loud]: ok, is your computer back on now?
my dad: have you seen sophie’s choice?
as it turned out, restarting the
computer solved one of his problems, but i was then unable to successfully talk
him through how to copy a document to a folder or save it to a flash drive.
“okay, what happens when you right click?” “i don’t know.”