I just started a double degree (engineering and business) and holy shit I regret everything. THIS IS ME SCREAMING INTO THE ABYSS. I DONT KNOW HOW I'LL EVER MAKE IT TO MY FINAL YEAR
/SCREAMS INTO THE ABYSS WITH YOU/
Here’s a few things I wish I’d known before I started my double degree (+ a few things which have kept me sane since then!)
I started my degree as a ‘social’ coffee drinker.
NOW ITS LIKE WATER.
PUMP THAT SHIT INTO MY BLOODSTREAM, IV DRIP, THERE IS NO LIFE BEFORE COFFEE
2. Student Discounts
Reap the benefits of student discounts. Seriously.
Know where the cheapest coffee is, transport subsidies, printing subsidies, student sales, student flights!
3. Shit happens, things change.
Just because you hate something now, doesn’t mean you can’t love it later. The upshot being - just because you love something now, doesn’t mean you won’t hate it with the feverish passion of a thousand burning suns later.
Your interests will change. Your goals, both academic and personal will change. That’s ok.
Find something that motivates you to complete each degree. You may enjoy both your degrees equally. You may prefer one over the other - particularly if you’re still completing tedious core units for one degree whilst you get to do much more interesting advanced units for the other. Remind yourself why you’re doing this degree. Why are you doing double the workload, why is it worth the late nights, caffeine overdoses and the concurrent deadlines? Assess each degree independently of the other and find something which motivates you to study in that field.
In my case, I was very demotivated halfway through my degree. Honestly speaking, in my 3/4th year, I was ready to drop my other degree and graduate with a single. I only continued my other degree after going on exchange (read: more holiday than study) and when I could finally do advanced units which were interesting to me.
For others, changing degree (yes, even in 6th year) was the best choice for them. They’re much happier now, and much more driven - and it was their experience throughout their double degree that helped them realise their passion in another field. Sometimes, finding out what you hate is just as important as finding out what you love.
4. Save a first year unit for the end of your degree
Ok, I shit you not.
If your degree structure allows you to save an elective first year unit for your penultimate or final year, do it.
Sure, its strange to walk into a class of freshers. When you inevitably have an ‘ice breaker’ exercise, watch in sick fascination as the majority of the class whips their head around incredulously as you introduce yourself as a “fifth year student”
BUT BOY THE REWARDS ARE SWEET. For example, having a reduced workload so you can focus on your advanced units. Easy marks because you already know half the shit, and if not, you know where to find it.
You already have half the transferrable skills (report writing, referencing, critical analysis, knowledge of HOW THE FUCK TO SUBMIT AN ASSIGNMENT THROUGH YOUR UNI SERVER) to do well. You could probably skip all the intro/ getting to know your way around the library resources classes.
A relaxed class and a healthy boost to my GPA? Sign me up.
5. Use time to your advantage
One of the things I’m grateful for is time.
Its a long degree. Instinctively I knew this when I signed up - 5 to 7 years is a long time. But I only truly felt how long a period that time was when my friends with shorter degrees graduated and entered the workforce. And whilst I enjoy what I study, the mechanics and routine of going to uni and sitting exams etc remains tedious.
But heck, I am grateful for the time and opportunity I’ve had to figure shit out in the safety of university.
Professionally, I know the ins and outs of graduate job hunting. I have had the opportunity to ‘test run’ interviews etc, and learn about more opportunities with each passing cycle - the fairs, the assistance you can get at uni, the whole recruiting circus. I have a well established study system that works for me, featuring keyboard shortcuts, shitonnes of sticky notes and my weight in coffee. I know where to ask for help and I know which areas of campus are the best study spots and which places to avoid during mid-sem hell. I know what events my student society runs, and I know when there’s free breakfast during semester. I’m confident. I’m certainly not ready to face the workplace, but I’m more prepared that I would have been 3 years ago.
Personally, I’m more confident in my identity and what direction I want to take in the future. I know what I like, what I dislike, and what I’m willing to sacrifice/invest for what ends. I’ve learnt a lot about how I handle stress, friendship and 8am non recorded classes (read: not well).
Also, FIGURE OUT WHAT YOUR HIGHER DEGREE GRADUATE REQUIREMENTS ARE BECAUSE YOU HAVE TIME TO FIX THINGS. Do you need practical experience to graduate? Do you need to complete an internship unit? How many units of each degree do you need to complete? Have you completed the correct number of majors for each degree? Find out early, so you can amend your study plan.
6. Old habits die hard.
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH I HAVE YET TO GO A SEMESTER WITHOUT PULLING AN ALL NIGHTER, BLESS NAIVE FIRST YEAR ME.
In saying that, use the length of your degree to develop good habits. Figure out what study method works for you, find out whether you’re more engaged in morning or evening classes. Where’s a decent study spot on campus?
Don’t be afraid to apply the skills you’ve learnt from one degree to the other. Whether it be research skills, note taking habits or otherwise. Keep in mind the differences between each discipline.
Work smart. By the time you’ve reached 3rd year, you’ll be at the halfway point. You know what lectures are like. You know what tutorials are like. You know which textbooks are worth the buy and what assessment structure suits you. Don’t be afraid to exploit that knowledge to forge a better semester for yourself.
Its a long journey. There’s going to be good days, shit days and then “fuck the world, what the hell is this” days. There’s going to be coinciding deadlines and insane exam timetables. And that’s not even counting the late night existential crises in between.
But you’re going to learn so much - both in an academic and personal sense. You’ll find out what you enjoy, what lecturers to avoid, what subjects bore you to death. You’ll meet so many people - inspirational people, motivational people, and some assholes. You’ll realise that fuck yes I can complete a 3000 word assignment the night before, and yes I can survive a 90% exam.
Remember you always have the freedom to choose. You don’t have to do it all at once - go on exchange, take a semester off, find something to break up the tedium of study. Sometimes, the bravest thing you can do is to figure out what’s best for you and pursuing it.
Good luck dear anon. You’re the first double degree anon to scream into the abyss - THIS IS ME SCREAMING ALONGSIDE YOU OH MY GOD YOU ARE NOT ALONE.
If you're still open for requests-! May I please ask how the Phantom Thieves (or just Akira, Ryuji and Ann if that's too many-!) would react to an S/O who has a skin condition, and feels awful over it/tries to hide themselves a lot? (I have eczema, and it is one of the most self-confidence killing things ever. My face gets red and my eyes get bad, well, like, everywhere, my skin is itchy a lot and I used to get bullied for it growing up so I cover up as much as I can-) Thanks-! -A
I used to know someone that had it bad too. T_T I hope you’re doing better now, anon! Thank you for the request, I hope you like it!
S/O’s body is their business, but…
Akira hates seeing them uncomfortable or in pain, so he’ll probably suggest visiting Tae for some remedies.
At first, Tae scolds him because she’s a general practitioner, not a dermatologist.
But he manages to convince her, and she doesn’t want S/O to suffer or get picked on anymore. she has a good heart
So she’ll prescribe some special medicine to S/O along with an ointment, and Akira pays for it all despite S/O’s protests.
He calls them beautiful every day and showers them with kisses.
If their condition gets so bad that they have to stay home one day, he’ll bring flowers and herbal teas.
Akira will probably death glare anyone that tries to mention it, but for the most part, he’s really chill about the condition since he knows S/O can’t control it.
If S/O’s wearing short sleeves that expose their skin and they begin to cover themself, Ryuji will put his jacket / flannel on them.
He doesn’t see the problem because he thinks they’re wonderful, but he doesn’t want them to be anxious either.
If anyone tries to make them feel bad, he has no qualms about calling them in front of everyone.
He’ll go online and research all kinds of home remedies or ointments, and he’ll even ask his mom.
His mom makes a variety of healthy foods and soups when S/O visits; she says it’s very good for the skin, and Ryuji just apologizes to S/O for telling her. s/o’s really touched tho
On S/O’s bad days, he’ll visit them and try to help however he can, whether it’s by applying ice, cooking, or simply being there.
He hates how there isn’t much he can do, but he tries to make them feel better by cracking jokes, complimenting them, and just generally making them feel as beautiful as possible.
Ann knows a lot about cosmetics and skin care, so she’ll probably recommend a few brands to S/O while they go shopping.
Whenever she notices S/O try to cover up, she’ll lace her fingers through theirs and kiss their cheek.
S/O’s skin condition doesn’t bother her; what bothers her more is the fact that they’re bothered by it.
As a result, she gets really worried about them sometimes, so she eventually asks them if they’d like to see her private dermatologist for some medical recommendations. her parents have connections
If S/O agrees, she’ll call them right away and sit by S/O’s side the entire time.
They were surprised to discover that the dermatologist’s prescriptions actually worked, and they were pretty affordable too.
Similar to Ryuji, if someone tries to pick on S/O she’ll call them out in front of everyone, but she’ll do it in a way that puts the offender on the spot and everyone else will just silently judge them for making an innocent couple upset.
Ann’s just happy that S/O’s confidence is regaining, slowly but surely.
Okay so this is my first imagine on here sorry if it’s not what you wanted
Date night was tonight, well last night I should say. It was pass midnight and Justin and you went to the movies and were suppose to go to dinner afterwards, but you some how ended up at the park.
“Just slide down already!” Justin laughed while looking at you.
“Do you know how freezing that slide must be?” You asked while laughing at him. He chuckled and climbed up one of the small ladders. You gasped while looking at him.
“My hero has arrived!” You sighed dreamily. Justin chuckled and grabbed your hand.
“If you aren’t gonna go down the slide then let’s go on the swings.” He said while pressing a small kiss on your knuckles. You blushed and nodded your head. You both head down to the swings and sat on one of them.
“Push me Justin?” You asked while kicking your legs back and forth. He walked over to you and pushed you. You squealed in excitement causing Justin to let out a small laugh.
“Justin catch me when I jump!” You shouted wanting to know if he would do it. He ran in front of you and stopped the swing.
“Hey you were suppose to catch me genius.” You giggled at him.
“Yeah but what if you fell or something?” He asked while playing with a stand of your hair. You mumbled a quiet “True.” and looked at him. You noticed something when you looked at him. He hadn’t stopped staring at you ever since the date started. He’s been looking at you as if you his whole entire world, and you were.
“I’ve had fun tonight.” You smiled at him.
“Good, that’s good” He said while tucking the strand of hair behind your ear.
“You’re gonna kiss me now aren’t you?” You asked once you realized how close you two were.
“Only if you want me to.”
You smiled lightly and closed the gap between you two. As cliche as it sounds, the world slowed down as you took in the moment. You two fit together like two puzzle pieces that finally came together. You both pulled away with smiles on your faces.
“So how about we go to the movies again tomorrow and-”
You shushed him and held his hand. “Let’s not talk about tomorrow, let’s focus on right now.” You said while hugging him. Justin smiled and held you.
“I love you.” He said while kissing your forehead.
“I love you too.” You said while enjoying the feeling of you two just embracing each other.
Hi, I've been feeling a little overwhelmed at school and would appreciate a request from one of my favorite Overwatch writers here. ;;;; I like to swing dance in my spare time, and I was wondering if you could write about a night the cowboy could take me out dancing.
Swing With Me (Drabble)
“Come on, snake, let’s rattle.”
You squint at him. “You want me to fight you?”
“Nah, darlin’,” Jesse chuckles, amused. “I want you t’come dance with me.”
He holds out a hand, and you eye it suspiciously. Did he know or was it just a spur of the moment thing?
“What kind of dancing?”
There’s a twinkle in his eye that he didn’t see before. “Swing, o’course. Heard you’re mighty fine at it, so I figured I ought’ give that rumor a check.”
It’s absolutely true that you danced and you enjoyed swing, but why now when you felt at your lowest? You don’t know if this is an extension of his kindness or he’s just messing with you. However, you really needed this and regardless of his reasons, you didn’t want a chance like this to pass.
“Okay, I’d…be happy to.” His grin grows twice as wide and he bows at the waist, eagar. You reach your hand out and nearly jerk it back, halfheartedly ready to bolt (in case a punch to the face was warranted from either side). The cowboy is patient, and when you place your hand (and trust) in his, he clutches it like a treasure.
“Pleasure’s all mine, pardner.”
He holds you at closed position, close but with enough space to allow you to escape if need be. You shift and take a slight step closer, if only to confirm your commitment to this. This is a dance, and it wouldn’t do to pass it up.
“‘thena,” he calls, “music, please.”
Immediately, a slow melody wafts through the air–a steady, strumming bass, then a drawn out tones of a clarinet, backed up by bouncing trumpets that mute and unmute themselves for that dramatic effect. Wah-waah-whomp.
Jesse takes the lead, but his spurs jingle off-beat, and you can hear him counting under his breath–one-and-two-and-three, four. The sound echos in the empty hall, but you politely ignore it. A little rusty from being out of practice, but his lead is steady. You giggle a bit, following his more basic steps with the confidence of your practices behind you.
After a few bumps and spins, you’re both soon back on beat. You feel it in his fingers, grip loosening and at your fingertips only, and a small shove at your hips spin you around, and then he grabs both your hands, and you reach to meet him in kind.
Step, step, tap, step, swing around.
Each step you take is a step away from your worries, each spin is a rejection of your troubles which flings out of you in sweeping arcs, and the music is liquid courage in your veins. The heat inside you burns what remains of your tension as you’re held, spun, and moved by Jesse McCree.
The music, slow as it is, carries you both until you’re weaving in and out of each other’s space, grazing against each other teasingly.
The song changes; beat of the timpani is infectious, piano kicking up a
frenzy, dragging the bass and the brass along in deep, urgent, rolling
syncopated beats. The saxophone plays wildly, commanding you both to
keep up the stride, to listen to it, and lose yourself in its warm,
almost shrill, tones, bathing you both in hues of yellow, oranges, and
He spins you and you follow effortlessly. Each pass you make, each time you step into his space, the scent of whiskey and tobacco lifts you. His heel snaps against the ground, the jingling only adding to the frenzy. You match his steps just as easily, joyously, heart bouncing in elation. Electricity at your spine keeps you vicariously alive–you’re not sure if it’s the song or if it’s your dance partner, who seems to have gotten his groove.
Forward, side, step-step, back. Spin, come together, out again–swing around. Then your feet are tapping round and round.
The world fades away, falling to pieces into the abyss along with all of your worries, narrowing only to the imaginary spotlight on the two of you. His laugh is your music, his touch is your anchor, he becomes your everything.
You can’t help but laugh along, drunk on the music and the fast tempo of the dance. Proper steps fade away, and your body carries you through. Jesse seems to be the same, his recently remembered steps fade away to more erratic ones, but nonetheless enjoyable.
You don’t know how long you’ve been at it. The songs bleed into one another, and you’re lost in each other’s rhythm. By the time you both stop, you’re leaning into each other for support, slightly sweaty and a little more than slightly out of breath.
It should be considered miraculous that a man who smokes as much as he does is able to keep up with this sort of thing. It’s hardly a marathon, but swing requires more energy and breath that a smoker of McCree’s habit should have. But you suppose you’re grateful for it regardless.
The nervous energy from is replaced by a settling exhaustion, a deep seated satisfaction, and lingering elation. You want to do little else except collapse against Jesse as your heartbeat settles and take a bit of a nap, your nerves buzzing pleasantly.
“You’re a damn fine dancer, pardner,” he says finally from above you.
“You’re not bad yourself.” You politely do not mention his shakiness in the beginning. The dance was good, and fun–more fun than you’ve had in months. “When did you learn?” you ask, grinning up at him. He laughs airily, taking a small step back. You instinctively follow, clutching him at the elbow where his arm is still wrapped around your waist.
“A man’s gotta have his secrets.”
He brings your hand up to his lips, winks at you before kissing it, firm and ticklish. You’re glad he’s still holding onto you because you damn near swoon.
I’ve really wanted to use that rattle line. Except I really want someone to deck Jesse across the floor.
Kirishima, Todoroki, Shinsou and Midoriya accidentally saw his shy crush put their love letter in his desk/bag bc they're too shy to confess directly & not brave enough to give it to him directly either. Headcanons of how they react? P.S. I love your gif & profile pic. Then again, I'm a fan of Midoriya so I approve ;)
(Okay! And, ah, thank you. I was wondering if it was too Midoriya-centered, but I’m very glad someone out there likes them!)
- Really confused when he sees his crush place a letter inside his desk/bag
- Quickly reaches for the note
- Gasps a bit as he reads the love note, then can’t believe his eyes
- Happy that they have mutual feelings, but wishes they directly came to him
- Feels bad that they had to go to the extent of writing a note and sneaking it inside his desk/bag
- As soon as possible, he reaches out to them and asks to speak to them privately
- “Hey, crush/name. I have to admit, I saw you putting a love letter inside my desk/bag…But, please don’t be embarrassed. I think you’re super cute, too! Let’s go out sometime, okay?”
- Suspicious of the letter and his crush when he sees them
- After some time has passed, he cautiously opens/reads the letter
- Mulls over what crush has written and feels shocked yet euphoric
- Quietly and privately approaches his crush
- “Crush/name…I saw you put this in my bag/desk. If what you wrote is true, I’m happy that the feelings are mutual. You know, you don’t have to be so shy around me.”
- Intensely staring at crush as he talks, feeling very much in love
- Wonders what his crush is up to as they place a note in his desk/bag
- When no one is looking, he quickly reads the note
- Initially, he’s confused and upset
- Thinks it’s a prank or a joke
- Crumples letter up, not able to believe any of it
- Wants to avoid his crush, but the entire situation is really nagging him, so he quietly confronts them
- “Crush/name, there was no reason for you to play a joke on me. This letter… I never expected you, of all people, to be a bully. Are you pranking me because you think I have a villainous Quirk? Really mature of you.”
- When he realizes that it was genuine, he feels bad and apologizes sincerely
- Still can hardly believe that his crush likes him back
-Shyly admits his feelings
- Pretty confused and analyzes crush’s intentions when he sees them putting the note in his desk/bag
- Hesitantly opens up the letter
- Can’t control his blushing as he reads it
- He has some doubts, but he really wants to believe that the letter is true
- Admires his crush for writing a letter and keeps it
- Musters all of his courage to talk to his crush about the letter
- “Hi… Crush/name, I’m sorry, but I saw…I saw you, um, putting a love letter in my desk/bag. I guess it was supposed to be a surprise…either way, it was quite a shock! I’m glad you like me…because, I like you, too!”
Hi, Amy. I got a 66 on the test I had today. Can you say something to make me feel better?
Tim Drake once attempted to moonwalk out of an awkward conversation, misjudged the distance to the door, banged into a wall instead, fell over, bounced off a couch, and cracked his phone screen. In front of Damian.
Dick has caught Jason napping inside the manor a grand total of seven times in the past year. The have an unspoken agreement not to talk about it. The last time it happened, Jason was sleeping on the top shelf of the linen closet. Dick doesn’t really understand the choice, but you know what? He respects it. He really does.
It’s traditional for every Robin to give Barbara an item of bird-themed jewelry (necklace, ring, earrings, necklace, bracelet respectively). She wears all of them on rotation.
There’s a secret compartment in the Wayne Manor pantry– since every single child has discovered it on their own, they all assume that the others don’t know about it. They are mistaken. Actually, Tim did recently catch Damian stashing extra cinnamon rolls in the compartment, but he can’t say anything about it. He was only there in the first place because he was trying to hide a tub of guacamole.
Steph and Cass once spent an entire night following Bruce around on patrol, narrating documentary style. Seeing as they were careful not to say anything that would compromise identities, they could put it online if they wanted to. Stephanie has decided that she will, the next time Bruce pisses her off.
Batfamily members frequently test run new disguises by trying to slip them past other family members. One memorable night, Dick and Tim both came to a party in disguise, had a full conversation, and didn’t recognize each other. Side note: both of them told Damian their plan separately, beforethe party, and it remains to this day the funniest thing he’s ever seen in his life. (Father Father Father come here you have to see this.)
The reason Damian never high-fives Jason back is because Jason’s hand is always a little too high up for Damian to reach. And he’s pretty sure jumping for it would be undignified.
SOMEONE GIVE WALLY A PARROT! Wally would have SO much fun with that parrot I swear- can we get a comic of this?
((I can’t tell if giving Wally a parrot would be a fantastic idea, or a horrid one. He’d teach it every swearword and insult in the book. Joey doesn’t allow pets in the studio, but lets ignore that and say he took it to work with him? He’d leave the profanity-spewing bird outside Sammy’s office.
Okay, but very important question: why is Lana so beautiful?
This is… I don’t even know what to start with- or I do: good genesher personality! Or are we talking about her looks only? Doesn’t matter.
I knew about this character for quite some time, but never looked into it as I hadn’t planned on subbing in swtor - but at some point during this year I’ve decided to do it.
I wasn’t even aware that most/all(?) characters in expansions are bisexual. Thus when I learned of it, I was thrilled- and as I wasn’t planning on a homosexual romance with my main toon, I decided to look into some fem/fem Lana romances.
It’s when you’re completely indifferent to somebody’s outer appearance at first, but they grow on you when you know them better.
All I knew was that she’s a Sith- and there I watched her being so gentle and protective of the player character; Lana Beniko caught my interest in an instant. Soon I’d watched all decent romance cutscenes with her, read what I could about her without spoiling 100% of the game (I did 90%).
I felt like this long introduction was needed.
So why is Lana so beautiful?
She’s different. I used to think that Ashara was awesome for being a Jedi that agreed to join a Sith Lord, learn some dark side and do what’s necessary to end the war. The idea of balance was appealing.
But then, as stated above, I encountered Lana. For a change, she is a Sith who doesn’t seem that much of a Sith at all. You see her caring for others, helping, being honest (at times). She doesn’t discriminate others for being an alien, a non-Force-user or someone below her in hierarchy. But we (as in players who go through the expansions) learn, rather quickly, that as far as her good intentions go, she can be ruthless in her way to achieve them. For her the goal justifies the actions and holding back because of some moral code or anything else is wasting chances - she’ll argue with you and won’t apologize.
I just thought that ironically, she seems to break ties easier than Jedi who learn all life to be able to let go of the bonds they form.
In short, we learn she is - as she likes to call herself - pragmatic, another trait I enjoy in SW characters, all characters and people overall.
Here I’ll have to refer to the story of my main toon, because the
of Lana Beniko is strongly tied to her.
I’m not going to talk about her whole backstory, but for the playthrough from joining the Sith ranks on Korriban she’s a mentally scarred, distrusting, bitter and pessimistic woman. Ex-Jedi (for a really long time), had her close ones killed or been betrayed, either way she found her fuel to live on in serving the Empire she believed at least wasn’t trying to hide its immoral ways, in the dark side which was the only thing she could comprehend anymore.
And so it continued for a long time (Warrior storyline) until SoR happened - and so did Lana. Despite not doing anything in particular, just being herself - after a short time my toon grew to like her and before Yavin IV poked its head from around the corner - she saw her as some kind of an angel.
The composure Lana maintained through most of the time - it soothed rage-bursts Daethe suffered. It’s hard to explain whether it was shame of being, in a way, more immature or something. It occured when Dae already respected Lana, so she tried to hold her anger in more than she tried to before.
Her strength - despite the calmness on the outside, she’s still a powerfull Force-user that draws her power from emotions. She could kick my or your ass without blinking. Finally not having to look after someone is a big plus for Dae, she’s always been a slut for powerful ones as well.
Then Lana’s priorities - she did not care for power, for titles, none of it, just the good of the Empire. Finally someone a little bit more trustworthy to work with. Someone to talk to about different aspects of the Force, the world, without the risk of being branded heretic or traitor.
The GENTLENESS - this is what I feel is right to say about her, what also Dae think. Lana won’t pity you, I’m not sure of the word ‘compassion’ suits her well either, but she is supportive. She writes poetry which indicates she’s also a sensitive persona (although we do not know what kind of poetry that is), in some way an artist (toon used to be), someone who feels more that an average being.
She was also a rich, only child, and didn’t turn out brattish - look at that. Now imagine she was born in Republic and trained as a Jedi. She could turn out similar to how she is, except the part where she chooses smaller evil to do greater good; or she could be this boring, bland character that is shooting sparkles and glitter of “good” everywhere.
No, she grew up in a not so friendly society, society focused on effectiveness, power, cunning - then she was forced to fight for her privilege to survive and even then she did what she believed was more practical and stood up to the unspoken rules (teaming up with other acolytes). She didn’t give in to the brainwashing.
Dae is directly or indirectly responsible for death of part of her friends; and so is Lana. Early on, during her trials, it was her fault for letting the Zabrak run away instead of killing the potential threat - and that resulted in death of one of the team members. Now, I can’t exactly say they were friends, but I believe they weren’t exactly on bad terms either.
Even so, they lesson stays - both learned to eliminate the danger before it comes back. It’s shown if you decide to let go of the Zakuul Knight during your escape from Zakuul. “Turn him loose”, Lana diagrees and replies “So he can come after us again?” It’s also a logical thing to say in such circumstances, but I like to believe there was a root to it.
What I meant to tell here is that Lana’s personality hit my toon’s so hard, that she who was to become a monster and a dictator in later outcomes, has been (partially) redeemed, because she found someone who didn’t necessarily embrace her long lost values - oh no, Lana had no interest in turning to the light side, she sticked with the dark - but her actions, open-mindedness and view of the world were of one who would.
So Daethe found her ideal, her guardian angel whom she looks up to as she drags her up from the pit of despair she’d fallen into (not that she didn’t hate Lana at first, for being something Daethe failed to be).
But another thing is that Lana is really unpredictable - she’d deceived people before and she might do it again, Crisis on Umbara aside, although we don’t know the overall outcome yet. So while my warrior falls for her, she’s also aware that she might be tricked again - and boy that would hurt. More so than breaking up on Yavin - which not only shows her proffesional determination, but maybe, just maybe that she may be quite good at socialising, but not as much at romantic relationships? Because of the environment maybe?
Here above I stated a part of my thoughts on Lana Beniko - this is how I see her and the reason why she looks beautiful to me.
This is why her red nose (and eyes) is cute; why her blonde hair (which in my opinion and headcanon bleaches a bit from the dark side corruption) looks amazing (in each of 3 forms); why her red lips are so temping (I also weep over the fact that they desaturated them in the customisable version); why her eyes are the most beautiful of corrupted, Sith eyes one could ever look into (I imagine that they’re not only gold with red outsides, but also have some small hint of her original green color around the pupils, and probably glow in the dark).
I’m not even going to start on her voice, her voice actor did a rally good job and just… She sounds so perfect, the tone and way of speaking is such a big part of her personality abhfegwkcdsyk I can’t it’s so awesome.
If you got this far, I commend you. Have some beautiful Lana trying to make something out of the mess on the floor as a reward. Thank you.
Another time my instructor dragged his boyfriend onto the ice and was like, "Oh where's your nimbleness go fancy feet" as his ballet boyfriend clung onto him for dear life while I was just watching from a distance being like, why am I paying for this but it's cute. In the end ballet boyfriend fell and dragged my instructor down with him and I just slid by with my head in my hands cause I couldn't watch them any longer
im so sorry i literally took 2 weeks for this but ayO FLUFF
Okay Bin doesn’t know what the hell Eunwoo is thinking
After hours????? On ice?????
What if they get caught??????????
Okay it’s one thing if Eunwoo gets caught because he’s the fricking star of the show but Bin????
Bin’s just an intern and if he’s caught he’s gone from the company
Rip meeting Eunwoo every day and rip Bin meeting all the other amazing stars of the show
But Bin is also whipped for Eunwoo and is now bundled in a company windbreaker and is being handed ice-skates by Eunwoo
Bin, as he’s tugging on his skates: “what if we get caught????“
Eunwoo, tapping his feet: “hurry up you chicken let’s just get on the ice"
Bin: "you didn’t answer the question but okay”
Eunwoo, man-handling Bin up and hauling his butt over to ice
Bin, sliding slightly: woAh ok ice is slippery but he didn’t think it would be thIS SLIPPERY
Bin holding onto a safety railing
Eunwoo letting go of his hands and spinning around Bin!!
Bin grasping onto the railing for dear life!!!!!!
Eunwoo spinning to the middle of the ring and beckoning Bin
Bin letting go of the wall and wobbling
Bin wobbling more
Bin’s brain, worriedly: perhaps it might not be a good idea to let g-
Bin: o hELL-
Bin wobbling too much and tipping over and falling on his ass
Eunwoo cackling because “oh, where’d your nimbleness go now, fancy feet?"
But also Eunwoo going over to help a pouting Bin because he’s a good boyfriend
Bin pouting because he’s perfectly great on land, thanks, not like a certain ice skater he knows
And he’s pretty sure it’s harder to spin on land than on ice
Cue Eunwoo teaching Bin the basics and where to put his weight and stuff to move
Bin just grabbing onto Eunwoo’s hands and smiling widely
Eunwoo: "you’re literally slipping every two steps how are you still smiling"
Bin: "I’m holding your hands"
Eunwoo: "u idiot ur literally dating me I’m"
And at the end of half an hour Bin can move around the ring on his own, Eunwoo swears
But somehow this idiot insists on holding his hands
Not that Eunwoo’s complaining because usually he has to wear gloves of some sort to keep his hands warm
But Bin’s some personal space heater or something and his hands are toasty warm
Also when he’s this close Eunwoo can see Bin’s ears flushing and Bin’s nose squishing up in concentration and Bin’s tongue sticking out when he’s grabbing onto Eunwoo’s hand and focussing on putting one foot in front of another
Eunwoo blushing because hecKITY HECK he’d really like to press a kiss to Bin’s nose rn
Do it, Eunwoo’s brain suggests
Eunwoo, flustered: No, wait,
Eunwoo, blurting: "buddy you can let go!! and skate!!!"
Because he really likes seeing Eunwoo up close
And seeing his bright eyes crinkle into a smile every time Bin looks up from his feet
And hearing his soft giggle when Bin slips
totally doesn’t slip on purpose
Also catching Eunwoo’s eyes flickering down to his lips far too often
Bin, flushing a little
It’s cute, Eunwoo’s brain notes
Kiss him, Eunwoo’s brain suggests
Now! Eunwoo’s brain demands
But as far as Eunwoo’s romance field guide goes, you can’t just kiss someone without their permission
Is there a strip where Romano joins the Allies? I know Himaruya mentioned South Italy fighting with the Allies while his brother stayed with the Axis, but I wonder if there was a strip featuring this.
No, there isn’t a strip about this, but Himaruya had stated previously that this is part of the reason why there are two Italys in the first place. I thought I had come across a translation for this, but I can’t find it at the moment… I have the Japanese source here:
The first part is a reader response saying that in class they learned how Germany and Italy became enemies at the end [of WWII], and how it’s a love-and-hate thing.
Himaruya’s response basically explains that Japanese textbooks don’t teach this, but that Italy was divided in WWII, and the South joined forces with the Allies, while the North stayed to fight with the Axis. But the existence of North Italy wasn’t known to the Japanese, so Italy sadly is seen as a traitor. And this is why there are two Italys in Hetalia.
Something like that. If I can get a better translation, I’ll share it.