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psa for the yoi fandom: russian names & how to use them

Russian guides: masterpost | patronyms | terms of affection | answered asks

I’m going to start by swearing this isn’t me just complaining but a general resource for the Yuri on Ice fandom because I’ve noticed some mistakes in the naming conventions used among the fandom and want to help correct them. Especially in how the fandom treats diminutives. I absolutely love seeing the huge amount of interest in Russian diminutives, etc. in fanart and fics and hopefully this breakdown will help continue that trend and interest and even spur some more ideas in fandom content.

So let’s go through some important details below the cut!

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Yuri manga by women about women (who aren't in high school)

Sadly a lot of them are one shots, but there’s a few longer ones. A lot of yuri manga is tragically too short and I’m always left wanting more. D: 

After some struggles with myself, I ended up putting stories about college aged women so long as it’s not “innocent school life” heavy. 

Yamaji Ebine

  • Love my Life (this one has a movie. A uni student coming out to her father and finding that her parents were both queer as well.)
  • Indigo Blue (A novelist caught between feelings for her boyfriend but also her feelings for another woman.)
  • Free Soul (22 year old aspiring manga artist writing a manga about a black jazz singer. Artist falls for a trumpeter of a jazz band.)
  • Sweet Lovin Baby (A young woman befriends a lesbian couple and falls for them. With three other short stories.)  

Morishima Akiko

  • Conditions for Paradise- An OL in love with a world hopping freelance journalist
  • We’re Aiming for Love Now (Journalist and a cutie in a cosplay store)
  • Happy Picture Diary - (REALLY FUNNY. An social worker and an editor’s daily life together. All chibi but with some really real lesbian life jokes)
  • Off-Time (an aging lesbian short one shot)
  • 20-Year-Old Girl x 30-Year-Old Maiden- (one shot, a 30 year old sensitive about her age with a 20 year old woman in her art class)
  • Princess of the Stars- (short- almost didn’t make it b/c high school flashbacks but it’s college roomies and it’s short and sweet- and challenges that “girls experiment with girls in high school then grow out of it” thing that people in Japan sometimes think)

Other Artists: 

  • Ohana Holoholo: Torino Shino (Saya lives with her bisexual former girlfriend and her son. Nico, an actor living up stairs and a close friend, drops by for a visit almost everyday.  Somewhat like family, and somewhat not, a story about their lives)
  • My Unique Day-Sakamoto Mano (women in an acting troupe together. one shot)
  • Abracadabra- Tanaka Minoru (a magician and a cute girl dealing with confessing to a girl for the first time)
  • Lonely Wolf, Lonely Sheep- Mizutani Fuka (two women with the same name meet. Warnings for self harm)
  • Cirque Arachne: Saida Nika (Two women working in the circus in a trapeze act. Stellar cute.)   
  • Maple Love- Otsu Hiyori (meeting in college; really cute)

Two that I recommend but are set apart from the others because one is written by a man and one is written with the male audience in mind respectively

  • Kusari ha mou iranai- Uso Kurata; two Office ladies
  • Octave- Akiyama Haru (seinen manga; a talent manager and a songwriter)

This is by no means an exhaustive list and I know there’s more (one particularly that I wanted to put on here but couldn’t remember the title of) so feel free to add on your favorite adult queer lady manga to the list!

OK so since @tom-hiddleston-god-of-mischief and other people showed interest, I bumped up my schedule and so…

Here is my ‘Craig is totally gay and was in love with the MC in college’ post!

So, first off- this is Craig Cahn and the thing that made me first think that he was gay instead of bi. (And fyi I am a Bi myself, so this is more headcanoning and exploring character and not trying to stomp on other headcanons, jsyk.)

Yeah the very first time we met. But look- divorces do happen, and do happen in a chill manner. But… let us note a couple things. One, the divorce literally only happened ‘last year’. Which could mean anywhere from (assuming this is the spring due to college letters and school timetables) 12+ to only 3-ish months ago depending on what counts as ‘last year’.

You only get a SECOND of him being uncomfortable while breaking the news before he is on even ground and is like ‘yeah it’s old news and everything is in perfect order now’. AND THE DIVORCE HAPPENED EITHER WHILE SMASHLEY WAS PREGNANT OR JUST HAD RIVER. Now, this could be a him lying, except… it’s never really brought up again as a thing? Like, we deal with Mat’s feelings for his dead wife, Joseph’s failing marriage, and etc but despite how recent it was we are lead to believe their divorce was perfectly amicable despite the timing.  (Now placing a cut here because this gets long and has more pics.)

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The most expensive way ever to get the police involved.

My wife and I had a first floor condo in what had previously been a nice complex. Unfortunately, over time the couple who lived above us (hereafter designated AA for Angry Alcoholic and AAG for Angry, Alcoholic Girlfriend) began drinking heavily, or maybe they just got louder about their drinking. Nearly every night became a massive screaming match between them. They’d stay up until 2 AM shouting at each other at the top of their lungs, then one of them would put on music at top volume to drown out the other. Their taste in music wasn’t actually bad but when it’s 2 AM and my floor is vibrating, it’s a problem. Sometimes they’d even take their fight out into the parking lot, just to be sure all the neighbors were treated to a detailed explanation of who had cheated on who recently (both), and who was threatening to dump who and leave right now. (Neither of them ever actually left, they just went out to their car and threatened to, loudly.)

Then in the mornings he would “work on” his car in the car in the carport right outside our front door. As far as I can tell the all he did was sit there and rev the engine for (it seemed) hours on end. I have no idea when he slept, maybe while we were at work? We and other neighbors complained to the condo board, who issued a warning, which AA and AAG ignored. Eventually the condo board started fining them, but AA found a genius solution- just don’t pay the fine. All the condo board could do was, eventually, put a lien on AA’s condo, but that would only become a problem for him when he sold the place. Apparently, they couldn’t actually foreclose on him, or maybe they just didn’t want to go to the trouble.

Trying to talk to him directly was useless- if we managed to catch him during a rare moment of sobriety, he’d just kind of blow us off, but if we caught him while he was drunk, he’d get pretty threatening and was then even louder for a few days.

We even tried calling the police, but they weren’t really interested unless he actually crossed the line into a felony. They gave him a few warnings, which he also ignored. Maybe if he’d actually beaten me or one of my other neighbors up, they’d have done something, but none of us felt like getting into a fight to find out. Plus there was always the risk that the cops would arrest everybody involved in the fight on general principles, and none of us wanted an arrest record.

Eventually, my wife and I decided to sell our condo and move, for multiple reasons that definitely included AA and AAG. Because of the timing of our move, our realtor wound up actually showing the condo while we were home a couple of times, and we discovered that one of the potential buyers was a city police officer, her husband, and their 1-year old baby. (I guess their old place was too small now that they had a kid.)

Unfortunately, their offer was $3,500 below the top offer. After talking it over, we told our realtor to accept their offer anyway, and we’d just eat the loss. So AA and AAG had a cop move in directly below them.

I’m Facebook friends with a couple of our old neighbors, and in the six months since we moved, AA has been arrested multiple times, and had his car impounded at least once. Apparently he’s now trying to be quieter, but that only lasts until he gets drunk and then he’s screaming again, and his new downstairs neighbor has long ago had enough of his shit, and does not appreciate it if he wakes up her kid. And I guess she also doesn’t appreciate it if he shouts at her. He’s in an “obnoxious neighbor” war with a cop, and he’s losing badly. Hopefully soon he’ll wind up in jail for longer than a couple of days.

Medical School—A Not-So-Quick Walkthrough

Hey humans! Aunt Scripty here. This post is a submission by Brittany, whose Tumblr handle I surprisingly don’t know. This post came through the Submissions Box. If you’re interested, I encourage people to submit articles to appear on the blog! [though it may behoove us both if you message me first, as I have a few posts in-progress and I don’t want us to duplicate efforts]

Anyway, give Brittany some props! This is an awesome post, and I’m CRAZY thankful she wrote in! And now, Brittany, take it away!

Disclaimer: This applies to the American medical system only, and may be biased by the author’s experiences.  Also note that this is the process for becoming an MD, not a DO (both MDs and DOs are fully licensed physicians, but DOs have a stronger focus on the musculoskeletal system and their schooling is slightly different).

Disclaimer Part 2: I swear, this was SUPPOSED to be a brief post.  Oops.

The quick and dirty:

—4 years of undergrad

—4 years of medical school, 2 in the classroom and 2 clinical

—3-5 years of residency depending on what they specialize in.  Can be longer if they add subspecialties or fellowships.

The in-depth description:

Getting in (Premed student)

Acceptance to medical school is hard enough to start with.  There’s an estimate that 75% of applicants are qualified, but only 50% get in.  Your character doesn’t need to major in biology or pre-med, but there are pre-requisites: two semesters each of biology, chemistry, organic chemistry, calculus, and physics, plus a couple biology electives, and I think psych and statistics have been added on since I graduated, but don’t quote me on that.  That’s pretty much 2/3 of a science major right there, so you can see why a lot of people just end up with that.  During spring of junior year, they’ll take a giant standardized test called the MCAT that covers all of those topics and is notoriously difficult.

Along with the classroom work, they’ll have to get clinical experience—most commonly volunteering, shadowing, or working as a medical scribe, but you can get creative—and usually do a little research of some kind.  Med school is hard and being a doctor is harder; they want to know that you’ve got an idea of what you’re getting into.  If your character does all that right, they interview with medical schools during the fall of senior year, and hopefully get accepted!

Year 1 (MS1)

Your first year is classroom based.  You get daily lectures on very complicated medical topics, with relatively little patient interaction this year.  Schools will include more practical classes as well, including a cadaver dissection, pathology (where you train to look at cells and understand what a healthy vs. diseased one looks like; some schools are old school and have people still work with slides and microscopes, others like mine do it virtually), and standardized patient encounters (where they hire actors to come in and work with us so we can practice histories and physical exams and basically get a baseline on things like “what does a normal lung sounds like?”).

Patient interaction varies from school to school, but generally is pretty low.  You can shadow a certain specialty you’re interested in, volunteer in free clinics, join different clubs/interest groups, or do various electives that will focus on teaching certain aspects of patient care (nutrition, medical Spanish, global health, etc.), but you have to go look for them.  If I hadn’t done any of that, I would have seen maybe… two patients a month?  Most students will branch out with those other opportunities, though.

Year 2 (MS2)

Similar to MS1 in that you’re still on classroom duty, still not seeing many patients.  Typically you learn more sensitive physical exams this year (urological, gynecologic, breast, etc.), and you’re finished with the cadaver dissection, but things are otherwise the same.  At the end of your character’s MS2 year, they’ll take their first board exam, called STEP 1.  You can take it one time only unless you fail.  Low scores or a fail are really frowned on, and can limit the specialty your character goes into, so you can imagine the pressure.

Year 3 (MS3)

Yay!  Your character’s now ready to be let loose on the clinic/hospital!

Boo!  This year kicks. your. ass.

This year is all about making your character feel like an idiot putting what your character’s been studying for two years into action.  The schedule is broken up into rotations, which are periods of 4-8 weeks where students focus on a specific specialty each time.  These courses are: pediatrics, family medicine, psychiatry, ob/gyn, neurology (usually), emergency (sometimes), surgery, and internal medicine.  Difficulty varies by rotation, with surgery and ob/gyn being the worst (12 hour days with only one day off a week, max; surgery adds in occasional 24 hour shifts too, just to spice things up).  Occasionally you’ll land on a nice one, like psychiatry, with 10 hour days and free weekends.

On a more day-to-day level, third years are usually part of a small medical team that cares for a set of patients.  The team consists of an attending (fully licensed physician), residents (physicians who are training in their particular specialty), and medical students (MS3s and MS4s both).  MS3s will usually get a small subset of hospital patients they care for every day—take their histories, do their physical exams, list what you think they have, and suggest treatments/tests—but because you’re not licensed, you basically take all that to the attending/resident who hears you out and then says ‘yea’ or ‘nay.’  As the year progresses, hopefully you hear more ‘yeas’ and fewer ‘nays.’

At the end of this year/the beginning of 4th year, there’s another board exam called STEP 2.  Half is your typical multiple choice test, with a numeric score—much like STEP 1—while half is a pass/fail practical where you work with standardized patients.

Year 4 (MS4)

Hopefully by now your character has figured out what they want to specialize in.  I can go over specialties in another post if anyone’s curious, but the biggest ones are basically the same as the ones listed as core rotations during the MS3 year.  There’s a giant application/interview process that takes up the lion’s share of the summer/fall/winter for interviews with residency.  At the end of the process, everyone ranks the residencies they interviewed with from most to least favorite, and at the same time the residencies rank their interviewees from most to least.  The whole thing goes into a giant computer algorithm to give as many people as possible as high a choice as possible, and then on the same day of the year, at the same time, MS4s across the country take a deep breath and open envelopes saying where they ‘matched.’

In addition, with those pesky core rotations out of the way, the character has time to take electives that may or may not be applicable to their future specialty—me, I’m going for emergency medicine, so I’m doing several rotations in EM as well as EMS, but I’m also doing a two week course forensics because it sounds awesome.

Otherwise, 4th year is widely known as the ‘take a breath’ year.  People get married or have babies during this time, travel, and generally start to act like human beings again.  There’s space in your schedule that’s off—it’s generally intended for interviews or studying for STEP 2 if you’re taking it late, but people will use it for anything.

Residency

Not going to give too much detail about it, seeing as how your character is technically a doctor at this point, but residency is basically 3-5 years where your character trains in a specialty—yes, they’re physicians, but they don’t know everything about their particular field and need trained.  You’re in this weird limbo between student and employee; you make a salary (although a very low one considering the number of hours) and can prescribe medication, perform procedures, etc., but an attending is responsible for you, you still attend a weekly lecture, and you can’t practice independently.  To give you an idea of how hard these years are, they recently had to limit things like “don’t make residents work more than 36 hours in a row,” and “don’t put the doctor who graduated med school a month ago in charge of an entire floor of ICU patients for a night with no backup.”  Incredibly, some of the old-school attendings think said changes are a bad idea and will produce doctors who are “weak.”

Also, you thought your character was done with standardized tests?  You sweet summer child.  STEP 3 has to be finished before you can complete residency, and is usually done during intern year.  The good side of this is, you’re in a residency now, so as long as you pass, no one cares about the score.

Random notes:

—This is a sample timeline, following your ‘traditional’ student.  It’s becoming more and more common for people to take a couple of years off after undergrad and apply for medical school after that.  If you want a chance for your character to gain some non-medical life experience (travel, other skill sets, becoming a parent, etc.), this is a good chance for them to do it!

—I’ve been asked by a writer I know in RL how young someone could potentially become a doctor.  I think she wanted to put in a prodigy kind of person.  The problem with that is that medical schools don’t just look for smarts, they look for maturity—imagine having someone who looks like they can’t drink yet tell you you’ve got a terminal disease, and you can see why.  That said, there are a couple of accelerated programs, where I’ve seen people graduate undergrad a year early and go straight into medical school, or where they condense medical school into three whirlwind years because the person’s on track for a specific primary care residency.  So if most people graduate medical school at age 26-27, you could have someone out at 25 or maybe 24, but probably no younger.  And remember, they’ll still need residency training from there.

—Not gonna lie, medical school is incredibly difficult.  That said, I think the best students/doctors are the ones who maintain an outside interest or two, so don’t feel like your character can only have medical skills (*cough*Grey'sAnatomy*cough*) .  Give them a few side interests to maintain their spirit.

—I can give more detail about any and all of these if anyone asks; these are supposed to help you understand what your character has had to go through to be a doctor, not be a full detail spiel.  I can also do ‘day in the lifes’ if someone’s writing a med student character and wants an accurate description, but let’s be real: most people want to write the master, not the pupil.

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theme 03! aka new year new theme lmao

So this is basically the theme ive been using for a while now and a couple people have asked me about it so i figured id release it now! since i was going to eventually i guess lol. Pretty similar to my old one, but this one is a lot simpler and a bit nicer!

Features:

- 300px or 400px posts
- optional search bar
- optional infinite scroll
- 3 links (sidepic is home link)  
- optional title
- back to top image
- good amount of color customization
- ?? ? idk other stuff lol

static preview / live preview (with code) 

YOI Fan Rec Friday

Thanks for all the recs this week! Remider to send in your recs before Friday and to check my guidelines before sending me your rec! Thank you!

Rec’d by anonymous:
a constant satellite by sixpences, Teen, 6k
Victor’s been in a constant state of falling since Sochi, and with his return to Russian soil for the Rostelecom Cup looming, everyone needs to know.

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Rec’d anonymous:
Sympathy for the Devil by Mythmaker, Mature, 17k (WIP)
Yuuri Katsuki lost his dog, lost his ability to place higher than 6th at the Sochi Grand Prix final, and lost his pride when Viktor Nikiforov didn’t know who he was. After the night of the banquet, he also loses something else. Something kind of important. Something like his mortality.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
Of Dahlias and Deadlines by ingthing, Gen, 55k (WIP)
All Victor wants is to get dahlias for Khloe and Brad’s wedding in under 24 hours. Hope comes in the form of the little family florist in his neighborhood and the quiet smiles of one Katsuki Yuuri.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
properly by Vitali (exocara), Teen, 3.8k
Yuuri’s gaze snaps to Viktor and he sees that Viktor is watching the proposal with a small, wistful smile on his mouth and slightly shining eyes. Yuuri can read the longing in them and that is the moment that he realizes:He never actually proposed to Viktor.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
The Ties That Bind by QueBae, Teen, 31k (WIP)
The first time Viktor saw Yuri Plisetsky was by pure chance at a private rink in Moscow, skating for his dedushka. He thought they would never meet again but it seemed he was lucky in life.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
Once You Go Greek by Defiant-Dreams (baterina_1234), Mature, 16k (WIP)
A fraternity fic wherein Yuuri and Viktor are in rival frats, but they fall in love anyway.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
The Return of the Little Piggy by JMonCheri, Mature, 28k (WIP)
Everybody had their regrets in college. For the students, it was making fun of Katsuki Yuuri. For Yuuri, it was letting himself become too stupid. For Viktor, it was not doing anything.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
Sleepless in St. Petersburg by colorblindly, Teen, 1k
Yuri has some trouble falling asleep, and it might be because of a certain couple who are very much in love.

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Rec’d by @omgkatsudonplease :
Just Hold On (We’re Going Home) by kiaronna, Mature, 23k
Where Yuuri remembers the banquet, Viktor forgets, and Yakov Feltsman has his own plans.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
We Dem Boyz by Pocki_Ryugazaki, Mature, 24k (WIP)
This follows the story of them while they were in Detroit. The boys need some extra cash for their own personal reasons and decide to work at a strip club (thanks to Yuri).

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Rec’d by anonymous:
On (Online and Offline) Love by AlexWSpark, Teen, 17k (WIP)
In which Yuuri and Victor are gamers, head over heels for each other, and hoping to one day meet in person. Of course, when a whipped idiot and adorable fluff-ball are involved, shenanigans ensue…

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Rec’d by anonymous:
Red and Green by Jesse_Rae, Not Rated, 4.1k
Victor was a pure-blood, famous Gryffindor and Yuuri was a muggle-born Slytherin. Yet somehow, they could make red and green work.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
It’s About Love and a Lack of Conversation by Nolifefound, Gen, 11k (WIP)
Yuuri Katsuki’s last season was average, nothing more or less. He was still training in Detroit, still living with his rink-mate and best friend Phichit, still admiring his idol Victor Nikiforov from afar when a series of weddings in the figure skating world slowly, but surely changes his life.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
Caught in Eros by Sunsoara, Explicit, 30k (WIP)
Yuuri and Victor’s relationship has grown into something beyond coach and student, beyond friends, and into something wonderful. Yet no one knows the depth of their love for each other - until now!

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Rec’d by @ever-so-nice :
This Conversation by RedTwice, Teen, 35k (WIP)
Christophe joins Yuuri in Detroit, and leads Yuuri down a six-year-long path of self-discovery.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
Blood In The Water series by Mhalachai, Mature, 73k (WIP)
For years, Yuuri had heard people say Viktor’s skating was otherworldly. He never thought they were being literal.

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Rec’d by @buddhistmamaduck:
The Power of Love by kiaronna, Teen, 19k (WIP)
Yuuko and Yuuri dominate the singles skating competition as Japan’s power couple—except they aren’t a couple, and when their old skating idol stumbles into their personal life, everything rapidly goes downhill.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
Bright Star; by c000kiesandcream, Gen, 8.9k (WIP) ***Major character death
Though my soul may set in darkness, it will rise in perfect light;
I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
anarchy for sale! t-shirts only ten dollars by KatsukiYuurisTrophyHusband (spookyfoot), Teen, 4.1k
Because the universe is somehow both cruel and indifferent, Yuuri sees Victor again two days later in the lobby of his ballet studio. He’s just finished his advanced pointe workshop. His hair is plastered to his forehead with sweat, he’s painted with a full body flush, and he’s wearing a shirt Phichit custom ordered that says “Tastier Than Katsudon” in screaming neon orange.
“Hi Yuuri!” Victor’s beaming and blocking his only exit.

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Rec’d by @burningphoenixwings :
If It’s You by Kiranokira, Explicit, 14k
Yuri turns and brandishes a damp sock at them. “Don’t let him sweet talk you into doing porn,” he tells Yuuri. Then he grimaces and mutters to himself in Russian, “I can’t believe my life has reached the point that I have to say things like this.”

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Rec’d by anonymous:
As The Ocean Blooms by luni, Teen, 40k
It started with Yuuri’s unmarked skin, and anger making his blood boil.
Then comes Viktor, and he dreams of the ocean, swallowing him up.

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Rec’d by @bluelup28:
To Boldly Go by xylophones, Teen, 21k (WIP)
A year in the life of badass science officer Yuuri Katsuki, Captain Viktor “Team Mom” Nikiforov, and simultaneously the best crew and worst crew in Starfleet history.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
Yuuri Enchanted by the__magpie, Teen, 51k (WIP)
At birth, Yuuri Katsuki was given the gift of obedience, although he quickly learns as he grows up that it is a curse. He has to obey any command given to him, even if it puts him or others in danger. Too afraid to face the terrifying outside world, Yuuri stays in his home town of Hasetsu, until a chance encounter with Prince Victor urges him to venture outside of his safe bubble. Determined to break his curse, Yuuri begins on an adventure involving fairies, ogres, true love, and courage he never knew he had.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
A wager most simple by astralelegies, Teen, 7.1k
In which Yuuri and Yuuko make a bet involving a certain high school heartthrob, and Phichit is there to Instagram it along the way.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
Snow Globe by aim7art, Gen, 1.9k
Yuuri is only a plastic figure inside a snow globe, forced to only be a spectator on a shelf as Viktor grows up. But it soon becomes not enough for him, and he wishes he could do more for the cheerful boy who grows into a lonely man.


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CuteAndTwisted Isak/Even Fic Masterpost

Hii. I finally decided to stop being lazy and make a post with links to everything I’ve ever written for Isak/Even. Thank you all for reading. 💛

I Would Do It Again (WIP. 11/16)

“I dare you to hook up with him.”
“What? The blonde guy?”
“Yes, the blonde guy.”

Or Even gets caught up in a yet another dare, and Isak loses a little bit of himself in the process.
Aka the Dare!AU (with feelings) that nobody asked for.

Home Is Wherever I’m With You (WIP. 10/12)

“Hi. I’m Even, and I don’t usually walk around in nothing but a towel.”
“Uh, I’m Isak.”
“Isak. Mind if I kidnap you for some fun sightseeing activities?”

Or Isak and Even keep meeting in hostels all around the world and never exchanging contact information.
Aka the Travel!AU some of you requested.

You Don’t Even Know Me! (Complete 15/15)

“Let’s keep our daddy issues out of work,” said Even.
“Excuse me?!”

Or: The one in which Isak and Even are interns who got off the wrong foot and don’t like each other at all (except that they do).
Aka the HateToLove!AU many of you asked for.

WAKE UP! (Complete. 5/5)

Even has never seen Isak before. But why does it feel like he’s the only person that matters?

Or: Even can’t remember who Isak is, but he still loves him.
aka Ultimate EPIC!Evak Verse

I’m Not A Baby (Complete. 5/5)

“This is Even, my bro. The part about him being my personal servant is kind of true though.”
“Bro? Your bro?! What the fuck, Isak? We need to get rid of this whole hypermasculinity thing they teach you at Nissen.”

aka, Isak and Even are childhood friends.
OR, the ChildhoodFriends!AU some of you asked for.

That’s Not My Name (Complete. 13/13)

“Isak.” Even smiled, then licked his lips. “Wanna go back to my place?”

aka: Isak is an exchange student in New York City where he meets a very forward and bewitching Even.
Or: The one-night stand AU some of you asked for.

I’m Not In Love (Complete. 12/12)

Isak was not in love. Nope. Not even close.

Or: Even never transferred to Nissen in his third year, so they meet in college instead.
Uni AU in which Isak doesn’t believe in love but Even Bech Næsheim won’t stop kissing him.

Get Rid of Her (Complete. 3/3)

“Even was angry and Emma was tugging at Isak’s sleeve demanding attention. Even had never been angry at him before, not even when he spoke recklessly of his mother’s mental health, or when he threw up on the older boy’s bed that one night he got too drunk and couldn’t make it home.”

Or: Even still transfers to Nissen in his third year, but Isak and Even get introduced through their parents. FriendsToLovers AU in which Isak calls Even ‘bro’ a couple of times and is forced to watch old-ish movies with him in hipster movie theaters.

When I first started writing, I thought I’d post one chapter and stop. But look at me now. 430K words later haha. 

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AN ANGEL AMONG US:

Armani Crews, who turned 6 earlier this month, had been begging her parents for “a few months” to feed homeless people in her community, but her parents thought “she was joking,” her mother, Artesha Crews, told ABC News.

“I said, ‘OK, we’ll make some sandwiches,’ to which Armani said, 'No. I want the same thing we’d have at my birthday party,’” her mother recalled.

Even when her father, Antoine, informed her that if she wanted to go through with this, she wouldn’t get a birthday gift, the girl, whose birthday was March 5, persisted.

So the Chicago family spent about $300 buying food to deliver to homeless people in the city’s East Garfield Park neighborhood. They purchased chicken, fish, spaghetti, corn, green beans, mashed potatoes, rolls, cake, cookies, fruit and water.

After Armani mentioned her plan at the family’s local church, congregation members donated other items to create care packages for the homeless. Each care package included a toothbrush, toothpaste, deodorant, hand sanitizer and a snack, such as a granola bar.

Armani’s birthday party was a success, with the family feeding more than 125 people who gathered.
In a statement, the kindergarten student told ABC News, “It was nice to be nice.”

Her mother added, “She was excited. She was happy. Everybody was being fed. …One of the gentleman said he hadn’t had a hot meal in a long time.”

Now the 6-year-old wants to host another community meal for the homeless. Her mother said the family plans to return to the park “within the next couple of weeks.”

via: http://abcnews.go.com/Lifestyle/year-feeds-homeless-throwing-birthday-party/story?id=46079836

I don’t get why anyone would ship Kataang, even just because of the age thing alone. Yeah, it’s only a two or three year difference, but when you’re a kid, a couple of years can mean an extreme difference in maturity and personal (and physical, sorry to go there, but it’s true) development. Put yourself into Katara’s place. When you were a teenager in, say, ninth grade, were you into sixth graders? I should hope you weren’t. I know I wasn’t. When I was Katara’s age, 12-year-olds were little children to me. The idea of dating one was unthinkable. Hell, in real life, girls Katara’s age babysit kids Aang’s age.

I could give you this whole long-ass essay about why not to ship Kataang, but I won’t right now. Because to me, this point should be enough.

The Trampoline

Summary: Dan’s very gay and very in love with Phil, who has always been 100% straight. Also, there’s a trampoline.

Word Count: 5.3k

Genre: smut

TW: underage drinking

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anonymous asked:

Headcanons for the paladins reactions when their S/o gets hit with some kind of magic and they suddenly become 6?

this is long but you guys deserve it because I’ve been very inactive and busy, but I actually really liked writing this so thank you for the request!!

[Shiro:]
•ok so it was basically a surprise attack???
•like you all landed on a new planet (Osnora) to go speak with civilians and ask if the Galra had arrived
•the species that resided there were known as Zoagantu! a strangely tall species with large glowing eyes. Which, predominantly, look human like. The only skin color that was strange was the dark blue of the leader.
•and you, Shiro and Hunk were to check out the North part of the village
•you all scared the absolute crap out of their leader, Mayama
•who was some abnormally tall man who in fear, landed to his knees and slammed his hands into the ground, blue wispy magic exploded into a huge wave and just crashed into all of you
•turns out, the leader wasn’t even scared at all. apparently a long time ago his village was given a fortune, that if a visitor were hit with magic, they’d turn into a child, thus being the rightful ruler of that village in the future
•the man stood, pumped his fists and cheered
•shiro “UHM???? NO ? NOT GOOD?”
•you stared at your hands in literal disgust because,,,why?
•you all went back to the castle, along with the leader who spoke with Allura and Coran while staring you down from afar, “wth”
•you were literally grumpy the entire time, but you kind of liked the affection you were getting
•even keith audibly ‘aw’d at you
•GIGGLING from both you and Shiro
•Shiro literally had you on a leash because despite having the same brain/thoughts, you had the equivalent impulse control as a 6 year old
•the leader eventually explained that it should wear off soon, and also, the only way you could’ve turned into a child is if you were of the Zoagantu descent. (Oooo)
•you weren’t fully though, only half, but Humans have more Dominant genes than those on Osnora
•you literally only ate goo the whole time and Hunk hand fed you, you even had to shout at him that you were 6, not 2
•Lance “I MADE CLOTHES”
•"is this why you said that dumb thread the needle joke" “pidge, shhhhshshh”
•eventually you turned back and about a week later, shiro left that Garrison phone of pidges on the table and you looked at it
•the photos man,,,,the ffffffphotos
•fun fact: he was barely around you when you had become 6,, because every time he saw you it made him think about having a kid with you some day and he’ll get blushy and nervous
•you eventually bring it up, like ‘hey why were you ignoring me at the time’ and he blurts it out
•you cry tears of joy tho

[Lance:]
•you and Lance were inside of a Galra Ship
•he went ahead to see if the area was clear
•someone, unknown, had grabbed you by the back of the neck and you knocked out immediately
•he came back and there you were
•a ffffujckn 6 year old child
•he had to wrap you up in the fabric of your suit (similar to alluras)
•he ran back straight away, shouting at them that something happened but not really saying what it was
•every body was panicking
•allura “Keith, go wait at the entrance and back then up just incase”
•gets down there and wow, lance, holding a CHILD in his arms
•keith just ??????????? hahuh?
•turns out it would take a really long time
•but you still needed to do missions, you NEEDED to or you’d throw tantrums
•you got to climb through small spaces to get info or let the team in a locked room
•you did so once, didn’t realize a soldier was there
•the last thing they saw? You in the form of 6 year old child scream before you knocked them out
•Lance would literally come in right after and treat you like you were his child, like omg r u alright?
•pidge would high5 you just saying….
•eventually they landed on a planet filled with people who actually KNOW altean magic
•while allura is admiring one when fixing you, you eventually turn back to your normal age…..eventually…in time
•everyday you aged a year, so you had to wait awhile until you were back to normal and let’s just say it was basically like Coran going back in time in age
•Lance was so glad to have you back but would force you to take pictures every day until you were back to normal
•every other day since you grew, they’d have to get new clothing.
•you and lance would go to a space mall or two and get clothing
•you actually skipped getting clothes half the time and would go do some dumb things, arcades, Space Comics

[Hunk:]
•Allura decided it would be a good idea to test something out of hers
•did not explain what it did, as it was a surprise
•you volunteered to help as well, knowing very well that it would be used on you
•it was actually supposed to make you younger
•coran shut the lights, and everyone stood still
•a big FLASH of pink light came up, and it showed Allura pointing a cube toward you
•Hunk GASPED and yelled like literally wth just happened
•lights, camera, toddler
•there you were, little tiny you just chilling on the floor
•you weren’t necessarily six years old, although the haircut you had and the outfit you were was one you wore at the age of 6
•you were only 3
•you had on blue overalls, and a yellow+white striped shirt under it
•Shiro started crying
•Hunk ran to you and picked you up and was honestly speechless
•asked Allura if they could keep you like that for a while, but sadly it could only be 2 hours
•within the two hours everyone was playing with you
•you liked Keith way more than anyone else and
hunk was so upset I’m chrhdnn
•by the time you were changed back (it’s automatic), Lance had found a way to print the photos they took of you. Hunk and Allura were making clothes, Keith had you on his shoulders, Pidge was inventing toys for you. Coran was making “#1 Uncle” coffee mugs
•Shiro was just beyond happy
•Lance still put up the photos, Coran still gave you the mugs, Pidge saved the toys for another day
•Keith almost died, was not expecting you to turn back and his knees gave out and yeah
•Shiro actually lol’d
•Hunk and Allura groaned and threw everything, all that hard work, what were they even thinking
•he was glad to have you back tho and hugged you, asked why you liked Keith better and you giggled
•he eventually asked Lance if he had any copies of those photos, took them as his own and hid them in his pockets

[Keith:]
•basically Keith has no impulse control whatsoever
•kinda dumb, but he ran into an army, scoped out the area and such, and saw Haggar who ALSO saw him, and immediately said no.
•didn’t realize Haggar was trying to hit him when he was running out but you did
•you basically get smacked all the way into Keith, who immediately grabs you and drags you away and to safety
•you don’t turn right away, but you fall into a 2 day coma
•the night before you woke up, Keith had gone to check on you (twas late) and basically fainted because
•"uh? why is there a child"
•at first he wasn’t really sure what was going on so he slowly went closer and realized, based off old photos he saw in your house once, that this was you
•immediately ran off and got allura + coran
•Keith, Pidge, and Coran would stay inside until you awoke while the other searched far and wide for anything to cure you
•when you woke up you fell right onto Pidge who SCREAMED and almost threw you
•you screamed as well, and Keith “Motherly Instincts” Kogane, picked you up and held you on his hip the whole time until the others came back
•eventually they explained that they’d need to kidnap someone
•Pidge had no problem because it could help you and they could ask the Galran if they know anything about her bro/dad
•keith was ecstatic because I doubt you’d want to stay 6 years old
•was the one to threaten the Galran enough to scare the absolute crap out of them
•luckily, although the Galran didn’t know much magic, they knew of someone who did. they searched and eventually found them
•basically an old commander of druids who turned against the galra. Half Altean and once worked beside Haggar
•they turned you back and Keith actually CRIED
•teases you whenever he can tho bcos you are probably the most adorable child ever

[Pidge:]
•Pidge was inventing something….to say the least
•you weren’t the only one affected though
•basically Pidge said they’d be right back, and to both you AND hunk, to NOT TOUCH ANYTHING
•you did
•it did not end well
•hunk reached over and while the two of you chuckled, he poked it and you guys knocked out
•Shiro had, walked in right as it happened, was affected as well
•a large burst of magic sent you all flying
•Hunk was a 1 year old, you were 6, and Shiro was 16 years old
•Shiro immediately woke up and grabbed the both of you, running off
•the age change you all went through had changed your appearances. Hunk had short curly black hair, your hair was…whatever haircut you had at the time
•you had fjjfkfkdk CHALK DYE in your hair
•Shiro had like, 4 piercings on each ear
•Lance was terrified
•Shiro burst into the kitchen where everyone was catching up and didn’t even have to say anything
•just stood there with you on his hip and Hunk held against chest like “what happened”
•pidge came in “WHA THE FJUCKDK”
•turns out, whatever that new ore Pidge had found was NOT meant to be doused with Quintessence
•laughed at Hunk and Shiro but cried when they saw you
•held you the whole time and actually sobbed because,,, oh my gosh bb.,,,why
•you were the last one to turn back, and Pidge was glad because now they could slap Hunk
•once you turned back Pidge hugged your knees the entire time
•"forgive me please I’ll literally do anything I’ll eat fire please I love you"
•you remembered everything, unlike Hunk who had shart himself a couple times
•made fun of Shiro strange 16 year old phase and laughed so hard your stomach hurt, Pidge joined in
•promised to you they would never use anything new+unknown unless they know EVERYTHING about it /it’s history
•that promise was broken when it happened again
•that time you turned 29

I’ve been meaning to talk more about Pancake’s story since I started this tumblr back up. After seeing Heather’s post about “share your animal caretaking accomplishments”, it reminded me & seemed like a good time to write this up. :)

Pancake came to my partner’s hedgehog rescue seriously overweight at 800g. She was renamed from Petunia because…well. She did this -

Granted, I’m small & have short legs, but she was just massive! Her previous owner had loved her a lot, but hadn’t had the time to be very hands-on with her.

We had a lot of trouble enticing her to eat and she started to lose weight. She was very picky about food and was pretty resistant to being changed to anything healthier for her. Unfortunately, this all came to a tipping point around Easter, while I was hedgie-sitting her. She stopped eating completely and needed an emergency vet visit on Easter for sub-q fluids, and to be checked for a URI.

I’d fallen in love with Pancake pretty much the night we met her. I asked my partner if I could keep her & adopt her, because I was in a better position to spend the money on vet bills. So, Pancake was my Easter present!

Unfortunately, the next two months ended up being pretty stressful for everyone. She ended up with a ringworm infection on her feet and in her toenails. She didn’t start eating on her own again & I had to regularly syringe-feed her. Further vet visits showed that her liver values were very high and something was going on there. Further tests were inconclusive - the options were either liver cancer or hepatic lipidosis (fatty liver disease or FLD). The vet suggested exploratory surgery and a biopsy to figure out which one it was, since there was no way to tell otherwise. 

This was a later picture of her surgery incision, where it was getting more healed up! She came through surgery fine, though we had a rough first couple nights where she was having a little more trouble with pain than we’d expected. Lots of hedgie & hedgie-mama crying! She improved after that though and we waited for the biopsy results to come in. They confirmed that it was hepatic lipidosis, due to her not eating enough and losing weight too quickly. 

At this point, I’d been syringe-feeding this little-big girl 3-4 times a day for over a month, I think. I was starting to think she was never going to eat on her own again. But just when the vet and I were discussing the feasibility of putting a feeding tube in a hedgehog…..

She decided that her syringe-feeding mix was the Best Thing Ever! She was climbing into the bowl to eat! I insisted on continuing to help some because she was better at getting the food all OVER her instead of inside her, but this was the point where we finally had hope for her again. The relief was overwhelming! And because it’s one of the cutest pictures I’ve taken of her, here she is waiting for Mom to get her for mealtime - 

It took at least another month to wean her off of the syringe-feeding mix and find a commercial wet food that she could be convinced to eat. But things were uphill from there!

Just over a year later, she is still one of my proudest accomplishments (though she did most of the work!) and she makes me smile constantly. I will never get tired of seeing how much she loves to eat now - she’ll come out of her sleeping spot and be waiting impatiently for me if I’m late with their dinner! She’s still very picky, but I’ve found a number of extra treats she’ll eat, like mealworms, superworms, dubia roaches, and raw meat grinds. 

With being a healthy weight and recovered from all of her major health issues, she’s become one of the most personable hedgies I’ve met. She loves to snuggle and sleep on me, totally out in the open.

We’d discovered during the months before her illness that she actually likes belly rubs and they’ll put her to sleep sometimes!

She still likes to dig in her food while she eats, and creates a horrible mess! So I gave up and just started giving her little fleece place mats that I can change out.  And on the plus side, she also likes to clean her own paws, which is the cutest thing I’ve EVER seen. At some point, I’ll have to get a video of it uploaded! For now, here’s a still from one of the videos.

I hope you enjoyed Pancake’s story! :) I think she’s really special and I love her a lot. She’s currently about 3.5 years old and I hope I get to have her around for at least a couple more years! ♥

Nemira Bright
Class & level: Warlock lvl 3
Race: Tiefling
Background: Sage, researcher
Allignment: Chaotic neutral
Otherworldly patron: Hermaeus Mora (the great old one)
Arcane focus: A Black Book of Hermaeus Mora
Personal treasure: A well worn but well kept diary (belonged her dead friend Aisha)

Age: 23
Height: 5'3"
Weight: 122 lbs

Features
Pact of the Tomb (Oghma Infinium (Skyrim))
Hellish resistance
Infernal legacy
Awakened mind

Known languages: Common, infernal, primordial, draconic
Weapon profidencies: Simple

Saving throws: Wisdom, charisma
Skill proficiency: Arcana, history, investigation, nature

Weapons: Light crossbow, daggers (3), rapier

STR: 9 (-1)
DEX: 14 (+2)
CON: 13 (+1)
INT: 16 (+3)
WIS: 10 (0)
CHA: 17 (+3)

Hitpoints: 26
AC: 13
Hit dice: 3d8

Spellcasting ability: Charisma
Spell save DC: 13
Spell attack bonus: +5

Eldritch blast
Minor Thaumaturgy (Infernal legacy)
Light (pact of the tomb)
Spare the dying (pact of the tomb)
Mage hand (pact of the tomb)

Lvl 1 spells
Arms of Hadar
Comprehend languages

Lvl 2 spells (2 spell slots)
Crown of madness
Misty step
Hellish rebuke (infernal legacy)

Personality traits
There is nothing I like more then a good mystery.
I ask a lot of questions.

Ideals
Nothing should fetter the infinite possibility inherent in all existence.

Bonds
I’ve been searching my whole life for the answer to a certain question.

Flaws
Unlocking an ancient mystery is worth the price of a civilization.
I’m easily distracted by the promise of information.

Background:
Abandonned at birth, Nemira Bright was raised by scholars at one of the southern lands most
prestigious library’s.
From young age she was taught how to assist the sages in research and how to find and take in knowledge. Nemira loved to read and learn and therefor felt satisfied with staying at the library and learning and researching for her whole life.

At the age of 17 through an horrible accident happened, there was a earthquake that caused parts of the building to collapse and unfortunately Nemira and her two closes friends happened to be in the area when it collapsed.
Nemira came out of it with minor injuries but her two friends not so much. The youngest of the three, a half elf names Aisha was immediately killed due to a falling pillar and the oldest of them, a human named Menma was struck in the head by a falling stone and ended in critical condition.

When the other sages reached them they just barely managed to somewhat stabilize Menma but she was still tethering on the edge of death and the healers was uncertain if she would survive for much longer. In desperation to save her only surviving friend Nemira turned to an ancient ritual she had read about in passing, a ritual that was said to allow the user access to immense knowledge.
Wanting to save Menma’s life she quickly assembled and went through with the ritual.

Through the ritual she came in to contact with one of the old ones.
An daedra by the name of Hermaeus Mora, in exchange for knowledge, Nemira agreed to give him his soul and become his servant.
He granted her a boon one of his Black Books to learn from and use to cast magic. With this boon she managed to heal Menma and stabilize her.
But the tragedy still wasn’t over, through Menma now was alive and well, she had lost any
personal memory of friends or family. She retained most general knowledge of the world around her, but any memories of people precious to her was gone.
A couple of weeks after Menma was healed, Nemira couldn’t bear in anymore. She had lost one friend to death and her second friend couldn’t remember her anymore.
The became to much for her and after packing her things and saying goodbye to everyone she
headed of into the world. To seek knowledge and the ability to make sure that she never have to suffer such a loss again.

Now 23 years old, Nemira has become more and more obsessed with knowledge, she wants to know anything there is to learn of this world.
During her travels she has left her home land and made her way to [insert name of the country in the campaign here]

Through her patreon she has learned magic and the challenge of learning new spells is something she relishes.
Hermaeus Mora is for most part passive to her but if she finds any trails for new of forgotten
knowledge he tends to send her pointers and at times help on how to find them.
(Hermaeus Mora is taken from the elder scrolls lore, if you want to know more about that specific daedra go read up on him on the skyrim wiki)

Personality:
Nemira is obsessed with knowledge and books, she travels the land searching for knowledge and rumours of hidden mysteries.
Nemira follows the ten chaotic commandments to an extent. She usually tries to follow them but she can make exceptions for treasured people, knowledge or extreme boredom.
She also prefers to avoid doing any of the ten chaotic natural sins

and when you start to feel the rush

Summary: dan’s never had sex with a boy and he wonders what it’s like.  phil says that he can show him. (literally just 2009 first time porn with minimal plot)

Word Count: 5.9k

Warnings: smut (blowjob, butt sex ya know the whole deal), swearing

A/N: i literally haven’t written in almost two months but for some reason i felt possessed to write practically 6k words of porn in two days so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ who even knows at this point tbh (title from Heaven in Hiding by Halsey)

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Dan had never really been so sure about liking boys.  Sure, he had identified as bisexual for a few years now and he liked the way that felt.  It certainly seemed like a label that fit when he thought about all the cute boys he saw in movies and a couple that he had brief crushes on over the years.  But more often than not it seemed like the other boys his age were too brash and loud.  And yeah, most of the time he was like that, because after all, he was young too.  They were all just trying to figure things out and they would probably calm down with age.  

Nevertheless, this made Dan feel like he would never actually like a boy enough to want to date one.  He wanted someone that he could have an emotional connection with too, not just something physical like all the boys he met at parties seemed to want.

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I’m almost too lazy to make this post because God it’s just so self explanatory but my loyalty to Temari runs too deep so here goes: 

They did exactly what I called they were gonna do and made her an over aggressive nagging house wive. This is why I complained over and over again three years ago when I saw they had moved her to Konoha because I KNEW someway somehow they were going to subject her character to this. They want her to be Yoshino 2.0 even though that’s NEVER been who she is because “lmao get it Shikamaru is just like his dad! Parallels!!”. They don’t take the time to think about how her character would actually react because none of that matters now - she exists solely to be Shikamaru’s wife. 

Some people are crying “abuse!” at what she did but I don’t really want to go there tbh. It’s very clear that in the Naruto universe things we find abusive are just par for the course. Calling out Temari in this instance would require we call out basically ever other female character which is not realistic. Domestic violence in Naruto is always played for laughs which is obviously fucked up but not something I think it’s fair to fault the characters for as we’re not intended to see it as abusive (even though realistically it is). No, what I really take issue with is the fact that being an overbearing and strict mother/wife is basically all Temari is given to do. 

This woman was born in one of the most fucked up situations of any character we see. He father was a walking human disaster, her mother was dead, and her youngest brother had a nasty habit of slaughtering anyone who looked at him the wrong way. She has always been strong and confident but throughout the series she softens considerably as she learns caring is not a weakness. She is a better diplomat than either of her brothers and remains calm and collected in even the tensest of situations. Her dynamic with Shikamaru has always been one of mutual respect and understanding which is what makes their relationship work so well (and IMO better than any of the canon relationships we got). Yes, Temari is a take no shit kind of person who probably WOULD chastise her son for his pitiful behavior - but not in the way we’re shown. In Boruto her parenting method basically amounted to “I’m just going to hit you and intimidate you until you get the picture and ultimately just end up listening to your cooler nicer wiser dad.” She doesn’t actually say anything of significance to Shikadai at all - that is reserved entirely for Shikamaru as he’s the influential one in their sons life. Temari is just there to be the ol’ ball-and-chain ~what a drag~ mom whose only dominion is the house she is confined to. THEN there’s the fact that Temari refusing to make dinner inevitably meant neither Shikamaru nor Shikadai could eat - as if a grown man could not make his own dinner and HAD to have his wife do it because it’s her domestic ~duty~. This is extra and dramatic but it actually makes me sick that they’re doing this to her. After everything she went through she would have something worthwhile to add to the conversation other than “bah you’re too easy on him I’m going to withhold meals to prove a point!!!”. She doesn’t treat her brothers like this and they’re consistently shown to value her opinion because her opinion is worth hearing. 

Temari played a crucial role in Suna politics prior to the end of the series. She sat on the council and came with Gaara to all the kage summits/meetings. She was one of the best kunoichi in the series just brimming with potential and strength and ferocity. During the war I began to get annoyed with how much they were making her revolve around Shikamaru’s character because after a certain point basically all her dialogue was in relation to him. That’s when I knew things were about to take a hard left turn for shits-ville and boy was I right. In chapter 700 ALL we see her doing is sitting in a house chastising her son and serving her brothers tea before they head out to a kage meeting without her. We don’t get any indication that she’s still affiliated with Suna, hell we don’t even get any indication that she’s still a ninja. In the boruto manga/movie she doesn’t interact with her siblings ONCE and is not with them in the pit with all the other Kage/advisors. I was happy to see she still had her fan but other than that I left highly unimpressed. Now in the anime she is ONCE AGAIN pictured in a house, serving people drinks and nagging away as if that’s all she’s good for anymore. I know it was played as a joke but that’s exactly what makes me so mad - her character has become nothing more than a trope meant to appeal to the lowest common denominator. The nagging housewive angle truly is the lowest hanging fruit but studio peirrot really could not resist could they.

Nevermind the fact that it would have been way funnier had they subverted the whole “why did you marry such a strict woman” thing by having Shikadai side with his mom instead, saying something to the effect of “why did you marry such an unmotivated slacker”. Can we stop treating Temari like she’s just an overly aggressive loaded gun that’s just one mistep away from going off. I mean I genuinely love Shikatema but I do not think the Boruto anime understands Shikatema. Part of me still wishes they just hadn’t got together because they don’t actually feel like “them” when they’re portrayed like this. No one is being respected as a character. 

Anyway all this to say I’m basically done with the Boruto anime now. I might still watch the next couple of episodes because curiosity is gonna get the better of me but emotionally I have severed all connections. It just comes down to the fact that I cannot handle them so grossly mischaracterizing characters that I have loved since I was 11 years old. I actually don’t mind the new gen when they’re on their own but every damn time they show one of the original characters they manage to fuck them up in some way. We see it with Temari, with Naruto, with Yamato, with Sakura. Hell I can’t stand Sasuke and even I’m mad about what they did to him post chapter 699. I am never going to like the new gen characters more than the original cast so if watching Boruto means seeing them get completely decimated then I’m not gonna watch it. Simple as that. Naruto being an absent father is the worst crime but I have no doubt they’ll continue to top that in future episodes. 

Klance Tension (S2Ep5)


Aight forgive me, I just joined the fandom, but I need to rant about this scene a little (I’m sure it’s been done before, but bear with me).

Keith and Lance’s banter is surprisingly childish considering they’re in their late teens. It’s dialogue that one would find between a couple of 7-year-olds caught between a petty, territorial rivalry. But I think it’s deeper than that because of this.

The whole distance thing Keith keeps reiterating just adds to the strangeness of it. Here they are, fighting together and saving each other’s lives, being next to each other every step of the way. Now, when it comes to a pool, Keith decides that they should just stay far apart.

Very, very far apart.

This isn’t some fucking rivalry. This is tension.

What’s more interesting is that Keith’s comment…was unsolicited. Keith engages Lance in conversation and the first thing he says is basically “hey don’t worry about it, we’ll just not be near each other in the pool”. Keith’s remark is indicative of him voicing his own internal insecurities, perhaps about the relationship. He’s insecure and perhaps questioning what is going through Lance’s mind, and he immediately jumps to the conclusion, he’s uncomfortable. Keith assumes Lance is uncomfortable or tense because Keith IS uncomfortable and tense.  

Literally yall when you have crushes and one of those awkward, “oof” moments come up between yall, the first thing you do is to set up a defense mechanism. “It’s not like I like you”, “I’m not making this awkward. This isn’t awkward at all”, “it’s not like I’m acting interested”. It’s a way of regulating your internal doubts by externally voicing out assumptions that just exacerbate the fact you have those doubts in the first place. That’s Keith. Convincing himself he doesn’t feel awkward around a half-naked Lance.

Keith repeating the distance pays homage to his internal struggles (lol) of realizing he will be in the near vicinity of shirtless!Lance. The tension is palpable and amazing and so fucking gay I love this show.

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punk richie and soft pastel eddie in high school for the writing thing!! just some Uhh cute stuff

I hope you like it, enjoy 😊

•Not letting go this time•

Pairing: punk!Richie x pastel!Eddie highschool AU
Warnings: strong language/ slight violence

Richie was leaning against his locker, not waiting for anything in particular when he spotted a certain someone in the crowd. For a few moments his heart skipped a beat and a strange sense of nostalgia settled in.
He hadn’t really talked to Eddie for the last couple of years. Since the whole Pennywise -thing went down they all went their separate ways. It was kind of like promising you would keep in touch with each other over the summer but then you never actually get the chance to hang out.
And Richie was truly sorry for that.

When they were younger, he didn’t realise what it was that he felt for Eddie, for him it was just a strong friendship, right? But as the years passed and Richie changed, he was more and more certain that what he felt for his old friend was not just fraternal love.

But by the time he got to accept his feelings for Eddie it was already too late. They had grown apart and Richie was forced to admire the now slender but somehow athletic boy from the distance.

Although Richie was anything but the shy type, there was one thing he couldn’t do and that was walking up to Eddie Kaspbrak and just talk to him. Richie had done a lot of shit in the last couple of years. He had gotten into unnecessary fights because he couldn’t keep his mouth shut, vandalized almost every building in Derry with obscene graffiti (a form of art, like he called it, he had discovered back in 7th grade) and transformed into the textbook definition of a rebel.
Richie didn’t give a fuck what people thought about him, but that was the thing, Eddie wasn’t “people”.

Sometimes Richie would wait just a bit longer on the hallway, just to see Eddie walking from one classroom to another or getting his books for the next period from his locker.

Right now Eddie was talking to someone from his volleyball team (it was a miracle that he had been able to convince his mother to let him join the team) and Richie just stood there, not paying any attention to the words that came out of Eddie’s mouth but instead focusing on how his hand moved while he explained some strategy to the other guy, how his face lit up and how an enthusiastic smile grew bigger and bigger on his face.

He felt a stinging sensation as jealousy started to run through Richie’s veins like poison. In that exact moment Eddie looked across the hallway and for a split second met Richie’s eyes. The moment seemed to last forever but then Eddie turned back again to the guy he was talking to and Richie kept standing there, a thousand questions in his head. Should he go talk to Eddie? Would Eddie even enjoy talking to him? Wouldn’t it be weird? But he had to, he had to talk to Eddie, he just missed his old friend so much, not to mention those other new feelings that were starting to grow inside of him.

Richie had just mustered up the courage to cross the hallway and actually speak to him when the bell rang and Eddie disappeared in some classroom, leaving a frustrated and lovesick Richie behind.

Richie decided that that day was already fucked, so why even bother going to class. He spent the rest of the day in the park, smoking one cigarette after another (Eddie never liked it when he smoked around him, it made him cough) and carving little drawings into the wooden bench he sat on.

Maybe it had been fate that had made Richie sit in that park. It was already dark outside when he heard two voices arguing.
“…– just leave me alone, asshole!”
“I don’t think so, pretty boy, you’re all alone out here and I’m bored, why don’t you keep me company?”
“Because I have standards so fuck off already!”
“God you’re such a fucking tease pretty boy…”
The next thing Richie heard was a muffled sound like someone trying to break free. Richie was already on his feet, he had recognised one of the voices immediately. He made his way through some bushes and when he finally got to the scene he could see Eddie struggling to get away from a guy who probably hadn’t seen a shower in weeks and was clearly drunk.

“I said get the fuck away from me!” Eddie finally managed to push the guy away, only for him to grab Eddies arm and yank him back in his direction.

“Hey!” Richie took a step forward “He told you to leave!” When Eddie’s eyes met Richies for the second time today, they were filled with relief and gratitude.
“Oh yeah? And what are you gonna do about it, four-eyes?” the guy let go of Eddie and approached his new target. “We can share the cutie if you want to.” He let out a disgusting giggle. That was enough for Richie. He didn’t even realise that he threw the first punch. Blood was dripping down his fist. Richie didn’t think the guy would be in the condition to fight back and so the second punch came by surprise. His glasses shattered and left a few small cuts. After that the whole fight was just a blur. It took Eddie nearly 10 minutes to drag Richie away. The guy quickly made his way out of the park.

“Oh god, you’re bleeding! I need to get you a band aid or something we have to go to the pharmacy, we – ” Richie could see the shock in Eddies face and he let out a small laugh.
“So you’re still playing nurse?”
“That’s not funny, Richie!”
“I’m fine, I’ve had worse…”
Eddie just ignored that last remark and began to inspect the small cuts on Richie’s face. His fingers caressed Richie’s cheeks and slowly but surely they found their way into his wild hair.
After a while Eddie muttered “Thanks by the way. I don’t know what would have happened if you weren’t here.”
“Let’s not think about that. Also, how are you going to reward your hero, Eds?” He grinned suggestively and pressed Eddie’s hand more firmly against his face. It felt warm and comforting.
Eddie didn’t even respond to that joke, he was too surprised by the use of that nickname, that he hadn’t heard in years, to have any reaction at all.

Here he was standing right in front of him; Richie Tozier with his black, slightly curly hair, broken glasses, to many ear piercings to count, already sticking a cigarette between his lips.
“You know I hate when you do that…”
“Oh shit, sorry” he put the cigarette back in the pack, not realising that Eddie was talking about the nickname.
“That’s not what I mean – “
“Eddie can I ask you something?”
“Well you just did, smartass.”
Richie was too nervous to roll his eyes at Eddie. This was his one and only chance.
“Can I do something? I wanted to try something for a long time now…”

Eddie felt how his heartbeat began to accelerate. Richie had always had that effect on him. It was his bad boy charm that made Eddies knees weak. The fact that Richie always looked too cool to even be alive when he was standing there in the hallway, casually leaning against the lockers.
They had belonged in different worlds, Eddie with his light pastel look, having a sense for the delicate things in life and Richie with his messy hair, dark cloths and fuck-you-all-attitude.

But now he was standing right in front of Eddie in the dark, asking for the permission to do something. Eddies imagination was running wild and then suddenly the only thing on his mind was Richie leaning in and closing the space between their faces. Eddie was blushing furiously and was about to have a heart attack when Richie stopped just when their noses were about to touch.
“So, it’s ok if I take my reward then?”

Eddie just stared at Richie, nodding slightly. Although he was pretty sure of what was going to happen, when Richie’s lips touched his, he wasn’t ready for the intense heat wave that went through his body and the tingling sensation that began to take over. It was only a short, innocent kiss but it was enough for Eddie to finally realise his intense attraction to the punk in front of him.
Richie pulled back.
“S-so how was it?” Eddie questioned without really thinking about what he just said.
“Pretty damn nice, I hope I can save you again sometime soon, I’d like to get used to this.” Richie smirked.
“Well I don’t want to have to put myself in danger every five seconds for you to kiss me!” Eddie finally managed to say.
“So you liked it too.” Richie’s grin grew into a wide smile. The whole thing went better than he had ever imagined.
“Well if you’re so into me, maybe later we could go to my place and try something else, I know some – “
“Beep-beep Richie!”
Both started to laugh as they started to walk out of the park and Eddie shyly grabbed Richie’s hand. This time he wouldn’t let go of Richie that easy.

Mummy’s Boy - Daddy!Harry Styles Imagine

Originally posted by lovertee

Words: 1,847

Pairing: Harry Styles & (Y/N) (Y/L/N)

Requested: Yes

Requests are OPEN


Harry was surprised when (Y/N) told him that she had to go away for the weekend, it was a surprisement because, she never takes time out for herself. Before they had kids, it was Harry first, then her job. Now it’s her kids, Harry, and then her job. But when she told him, a week prior of that Saturday, that her company wanted her to go out to Scotland for the weekend to do a article, and possibly buy out that company, she could not say no. She could no say no for her company possibly buying out another company, and she did not want to send her assistant to go and screw it up. Therefore she said yes, but the hard thing is the kids.

Harry knows that their kids to his missus, is always her first priority, she always wants to make them happy, be with them, play with them. She loves them more than anything, and Harry knows that. But, when she did tell her that, it was a shock at first, and they, a good job for her company, but then the information sank in and he had to take care of Rosie, and Caleb, on his own without his partner in crime, would be hard part.

Therefore on Thursday night, she was packing, it would only be three days, but to her, she did trust Harry, but she has never left them alone with him for more than five hours, she does not know how the situation would go. So, when she was placing her blouse in the small carry on, he stood behind her, arms crossed, chin high, leaning against the dark chester draws, watching her, was almost aggravating to her. He watched her, burning holes in the back of her head, trying to get her to notice him. She tried to ignore it, she tried her best to go past it, forget it, but she can’t, she can’t leave her baby like that, so she placed the last shirt down and turned out, doing the exact same posture as Harry, but she gave up several seconds later, she placed her arms to her side, and looked at him, a sorry expression trying to show.

“I don’t know if you’re upset with me because I’m leaving you, or that you’re alone with the kids?” She says, he pushes off, walking up to her, giving her the same look, but placing his hands in a loving matter, rubbing her arms, gently.

“Both, you’re leaving me this weekend, the bed will be empty, cold, even. No morning kisses, with light shining through, oh, and no morning sex, (Y/N), no sex for three days, I can’t do that.” He stated, she went wide-eyed, giving him a look of how pathetic he is.

“Harry, for goodness sake, you’re acting like a horny teenager, you’ve been gone months before, leaving me to deal with stuff like that, and the one time I leave you for three, small days, you are complaining. You can survive for those three days, if you really want sex, there is always the option of wanking off, but I am not changing my plans.” She told him, moving past him to grab her jeans from the draws.

“But, love-” He was interrupted.

“No, Harry, I love you, but you need to let me do this, ok. I have given up for three years, my passion, my job. You know how passionate I am about this stuff, please let me, I’ll make it up for you.” She told him, instantly, when she told him that’ll she make it up for him, he was fine with her leaving. He nodded, a smile on his lips, telling her a quick and cheerful ‘ok’ and walking out of the room. She laughed from his actions and continued on with packing.


That morning when she left, bright and early, she did say bye to Harry, but not the kids. When either she or Harry said bye to them, they would throw a mental breakdown, and that breaks both of their hearts, therefore they decided to not say bye anymore until they have matured enough to behave proper, so, they just leave without them knowing and play it off cool.

The first two days was fine, Harry told the kids that mummy was at the store, or that she was at Auntie Gem’s or that she was at a friend’s, whenever they asked, and they simply thought that she’ll be back in a couple of hours. The three of them went and stayed at his mum’s house for two days, he did need a little of help to handle the two of them because Rosie was walking now at one years old, and he needed to be watching her a lot to make sure that she was not up to any trouble. With Caleb, at three, he was at the stage of wanting everything, so he throws tantrums and hits, therefore, Harry was constantly stress with balancing both kids, and it would help a ton with some extra help, but those few days went well. It was really the last day, Sunday, that hit him like a brick.

He woke up, back into his and the missus’ room, the right side of the bed was cold, another reminder that she was still in Scotland and was coming home later that day, but it was not the normal light that woke up him up, it was the wailing from next door.

Harry pulled on his pajama pants, and threw on a shirt and walked out, Caleb’s room was on the left, therefore he slowly opened the door revealing a crying, three year old with little curls of blonde hair, and deep hazel eyes. He automatically turned into daddy mode and started to shush him, telling him that daddy was there, no worries. Harry placed his ringless fingers under his son’s armpits and picked him up, gently bouncing him, shushing him in a gentle manner.

“What’s wrong baby, what’s wrong, daddy’s here.” He said, but the minute he went into Harry’s arms, Caleb started to push away, squirming away, still sobbing. Harry tried his best to keep hold of him since of how big he was getting, but he eventually sat down in the rocking chair, sitting him up, trying to find out is wrong. His diaper did not stink, the only option was that he was hungry.

“Mummy.” Caleb, simply said, sobs in between the syllables. Harry started to show sympathy, he felt bad.

“Mummy will be home soon buddy, she will be home in a couple of hours, she’s just out right now.” He said, trying to rock him, but his little boy, who was only in a diaper was still fussing. Harry has never seen him so depressed, he looked tired, and sleep deprived. He started to push away, but Harry kept holding on.

“No, mummy, now.” Caleb, was still sobbing. Harry picked him up and placed him close to his chest, and walked downstairs, hoping not to wake up his little baby girl. But he was still whining, and squirming. The minute he got down to the kitchen, he sent Caleb in his high chair, sobs still coming out. It made Harry’s heart weaken, seeing his big baby all upset, not wanting him, but his mummy.

He walked to the fridge, and pulled out some milk, gently pouring it in a pot, and turning it to medium-high, and nuking it for a few moment, until it was lukewarm. Then he placed it in the bottle, screwing the top on. He looked up noticing it was only six o’clock, which was a normal thing, both kids were early birds, like him. But he began to hear a faint cry, coming from upstairs. He placed the bottle to Caleb, that he took acceptably, which gave Harry the ‘thank God!’ feeling within, but here comes phase two, his daughter.

He raced upstair, quickly as possible, turning the corner. “Morning, poppet!” He chirped, when she came into view with the redhead. He picked her up with please and gave her a kiss on her head. Rosie just snugged into him, gripping on his arm. Mumbling, and gurgling, ‘Daddy’. He picked up her blanket, and walked downstairs as fast as he possibly could, thankful that Caleb was still drinking. He placed Rosie in her highchair, giving her a bowl from the fridge of mushed food. 

Only problem, Alfie was soon done and started to cry again, Rosie dropped her spoon on the counter and covered her ears with her tiny hands, shaking her head. Harry did the second thing that would soothe him, he picked Caleb up and sat down on the couch, pulling his shirt off, placing Caleb on his chest, chest to chest therapy, it did wonders to both kids at states like this. Harry rubbed his back in a circular motion, over and over, until his cries turned in soft snores, that took an hour and a half to do, still doing chores around the house, keeping Rosie fed and with milk. 

But, he heard keys jiggling, and the sound of the door unlocking, which made him confused. The door opened a few seconds later, and a bang of a suitcase hitting the floor, with the same voice he will love forever, calling out.

“Hello, I’m home, H, babe, Caleb, lovely, where are you all?” She asked, Harry knew it was her.

“In the living room, love.” Harry responded, Rosie dropped her blocks on the highchair, screaming out in excitement, and saying, ‘Mummy’ over and over again. (Y/N) finally made it through and saw her husband on the couch with a baby on his chest. A smile pulled on her lips, she started to walk up to Harry pulled his chin up for a quick kiss.

“Was he being fussy?” She asked, he nodded and laugh.

“You can’t imagine.” He stated. She walked to Rosie, picking her up and kissing her head repeatedly, sitting next to her husband. 

“How’d it go, tell me the details?” She questioned.

“It was fine, went to Mum’s, baked, played a with cars and blocks a lot, hmm’ Rose and Caleb, but it was all good. This fella was starting to be fussy an hour ago, but all good now.” He told her, “But tell me, why are you home so early?’ He asked, she leaned her head against his shoulder.

“The meeting went quicker than expect, I took the failing company under my wing, all good, now, nothing like this will happen soon.” She told him, he laughed.

“Thank God, I don’t think I can do one of these weekends again. I love you.” He told her, sighing in relief.

“Ok, now I’m scared.”

“Don’t worry, it was all good, it was just a lot of stress between a stubborn three year old, and a walking one year old.” He told her, she laughed.

“Welcome to my life. I love you too, gorgeous.” She told him, smiling at him.


This was requested by: @tiaameliapnina

I tweaked it a bit since I wanted it to follow into my series, but thank you for requesting!

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Lots of Love,

-Ava xx

Bit more about Japanese culture and anime...

There was some interest after this Inuyasha post. Thought it would be cool to go more in-depth and relate it to anime, so next time you watch something you can go, “Oh yeah. That happens over there.”

Originally posted by sam2119931

No, THAT doesn’t happen in Japan.

As a word of caution: I grew up near Tokyo in the 90′s, when the economic bubble had burst but your average family didn’t feel the effects until later. Culture may have shifted slightly after the economic downturn (I know there’s a more nationalistic undertone now, like most of Asia), and everything I say will not apply to all of Japan. Places like Sapporo and Ōsaka have their own distinct cultures, like how New York and Texas are uniquely different.

But since most anime are set in or are geared towards the Tokyo crowd, I have a good idea of the cultural influences. Especially when relating it to Inuyasha, which was published and set in the 90′s (at least in Kagome’s modern time).

Originally posted by 19-de--fevereiro

Memories~

Also, what I’m about to say below is about Japan (Tokyo). Please don’t start applying it to other countries in Asia, or you will be laughably misled.

Additionally, I’m not some researcher who did extensive study on my own culture. I’m just relating to y’all my background, experiences, and the little bit of knowledge I’ve gleaned from my memories of living there as a little girl, as well as from stories shared by my parents.

Suffice it to say, you should not cite me for your research paper.

Originally posted by emiria

You’re on your own, suckers!

I didn’t want to bother making multiple posts, so this is gonna be looooong. It’s not all roses either. If you have this fantastic, perfect vision of Japan, turn back now! You hear me?

Now then.

Are you ready, kids?

HERE. WE. GOOOOO!!!

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