young proper

Saw a dad giving his daughter advice to go to a women’s college so she’d become a “proper feminine young lady” and the flashbacks I had made me cackle so hard I thought I broke a rib

as someone who went to women’s college for a bit, women’s college is where you go to became a radical feminist fighter who will literally never put up with patriarchal bullshit ✌️

Why men think women in mass will organize to just hold on to antiquated feminine standards mostly perpetuated by men will never cease to anger me. Hell, even organizations run by nuns have been cited as hotbeds of lesbian relationships and intense feminist thoughts

ORGANIZED WOMEN DO NOT GET TOGETHER TO TALK ABOUT WAYS TO TAKE CARE OF MEN. THEY ORGANIZE TOGETHER TO TALK ABOUT WAYS TO FIGHT THE PATRIARCHY

so please go my sisters, go to women’s college, learn how to destroy all men in your life with a better education than they could ever dream of

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Behind the scenes of The Impossible Planet/The Satan Pit (Part 6)

Excerpts from the DVD commentary for The Impossible Planet (with David Tennant, Shaun Parkes [played Zachary Cross Flane], and Will Cohen [visual effects producer] )

Will Cohen: This - not that I often go into fan forums or anything, but this scene caused a bit of controversy.

DT:  Did it really? Why?

WC: …and a certain amount of delight amongst fans because - the sort-of domestic conversation that you have with Rose Tyler.

DT: Ahhh

WC: Talking about mortgages and settling down.

DT: Right

WC: It was the subject of many threads.

Shaun Parkes: They didn’t like that?

WC: Well, there was the usual split

DT: For and against?

WC: That’s what makes it brilliant

DT: Part of this is, of course, as the series goes on there’s a cranking-up of this whole idea of the Doctor and Rose being inseparable and talking about things like this is part of that, I suppose.  Just so the finale of the season, which - if you’re listening to this commentary I presume you know what’s coming for Rose - it’s just to, you know, make that feel all the more painful and poignant when they’re finally torn apart forever.  In fact, I think it’s episode nine when the devil says,“The young girl who will die in battle very soon,” was the first bald reference to what was coming at the end.

SP:   Ooooooohhhhhh

DT:  Yeah, you got it?

SP: But she didn’t die… but she did…

DT:  Well, she sort-of died, didn’t she?  She’s dead in the real world.

SP: She’s dead in the real world.  Hmmmmm.

Other parts of this set: [ one ] [ two ] [ three ] [ four ] [ five ]
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Josh Young and Tam Mutu performing “Lily’s Eyes” from The Secret Garden at the 5th Avenue Theatre, Seattle 

anonymous asked:

Hiya, I love your blog! Can I get a scenario of the Sakamaki's, including Kino, and Mukami's (if it's not too much) reacting to Karlheinz bringing a supposedly human 12 year old girl to them and saying she's their little sister, but she never new knew about being a vampire or having siblings and was raised as a human by his human alias Tougo Sakamaki and soon after saying this without an explanation, he leaves her with them?

I had a lot of fun writing this! Thanks for the wonderful request!

SAKAMAKI

Shu: Shu would be the first to find out, and he wouldn’t be startled by the idea of an unknown sibling since his father had more than one wife. A mistress wouldn’t be an exception either. Regardless, Shu would find it bothersome and just choose to ignore his little sister like he does with his younger siblings. He might bother her and order her to fetch things for him, but that’s it. Nothing more.

Reiji: Reiji is strict with his younger sister and constantly prepares her for the vampire society. He wants her to be a proper young vampire noble, and he would care for her like the rest of his brothers in the household. He would also go out of his way to make sure she attends school nightly and that she receives a quality education. His sister is basically his pet to groom for the future.

Ayato: Ayato bickers and picks fights with his sister like a problematic brother-sister relationship. Under Reiji’s orders, it’s his job to wake her up and collect her at sunset to get ready for school, and they leave the mansion together to go to the limousine. Ayato tends to play light jokes to nasty pranks on his vulnerable sister but before he knows it, she’s getting her slice of revenge too.

Kanato: Kanato is amused by the idea of having a younger sister, and he sometimes treats her as more of a child than a preteen. Upon meeting him for the first time, Kanato makes it clear to her that she shouldn’t disturb him so much, to which the fearful girl quickly agreed to do. Sometimes Kanato makes her listen to him sing, and Ayato has to drag her away so that she’s not there for hours.

Laito: Laito is a little flustered when his sister asks how old each brother is, but he’s smooth enough to brush off her question. Since she’s 12 years old, he teases her about all of her different body changes due to puberty, and her reactions are his form of entertainment. She’s much closer to Laito than the other brothers, and as a result, Laito is willing to play the piano for her at her beck and call.

Subaru: Subaru relates to his sister the most since they both don’t have any pureblood siblings. His interaction with her is very little, but he deems her tolerable to be around with. He likes being the older brother instead of the youngest too. Subaru also protects her from boys or vampires that want to get with her or will hurt her. No one gets to his sister without going through him first.

Kino: Kino is highly jealous that Karlheinz chose to raise his sister while he was abandoned and left to the ghouls. The hatred seeps in him so much that he begrudgingly calls her “dear little sister” when he first meets her, and he acts fake towards her as well. He’ll always try to take her out after school to go have “fun”, but the entire Sakamaki household won’t allow it. Kino can’t be trusted.

MUKAMI

Ruki: At this point, Ruki wonders how many kids Karlheinz actually has in total. Eight seems a lot to handle and control. Since she is Karlheinz’s daughter and very different from her brothers, Ruki is well-mannered and respectful when he encounters her. He greets her pleasantly every time he sees her, and out of all of the Sakamaki siblings, she is probably his favorite one to interact and talk with.

Kou: Kou is surprised by her existence, and would often tease her and remark how she’ll make all of the Sakamaki brothers grow soft. Since she was raised alongside humans, he believes she’s well-aware of him, so he promises her VIP tickets for his next idol concert. Kou would often fish for compliments from her as well, and ask if she’s grateful for meeting and personally knowing an idol.

Yuma: Yuma is stiff and rough around the Sakamaki girl, but he won’t go out of his way to harm her. He actually pities the poor kid and thinks that it must be miserable being related to the Sakamaki boys. After all, they’re not close like his Mukami brothers. Every now and then, he’ll ask her if she’s eating well and no matter what her reply is, he’ll always hand her a bag of veggies from his garden.

Azusa: Azusa comments on how funny it is to hear that she was raised as a human despite being a vampire this entire time. It’s amusing, right? If she asks about the cuts on his body, Azusa would tell her about his past and how pain feels good. Reiji Nii-san isn’t happy about this. Azusa also warns her that her future isn’t bright if she stays with her family, prompting the girl to leave when she can.

-Admin Yuuzuki

Pregnancy

Synopsis: While stopped in a town on their journey, Sakura Uchiha meets two new patients. Kind strangers, they give her an experience that will change her life forever.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or anything related. Everything written is purely fan-made and not intended for copyright infringement or unauthorized distribution. Naruto belongs to Masashi Kishimoto.

Word Count: 2327, this is so much longer than I had intended it to be. Oops?


12 days. 12 days had passed since the pain began. Uchiha Sakura hadn’t complained about it, she didn’t want her husband to worry or think there was a problem. She was a medical shinobi. She’d know if there was an issue. Nevertheless, the sharp cramps irritated her. So did the peeing. She had to pee. It felt like it was constant, she knew the way she had always been asking to stop for a break the past week was beginning to annoy her husband. He wasn’t a man who liked to take things slow. He’d never been, she feared he’d send her away if she kept up this atypical attitude. So she tried to stop it. She held her bladder as long as she could and didn’t complain about the pain in her abdomen. She didn’t mention the emotional drain she felt, instead she blamed it on poor sleep and bad weather. She had been tired, tired for so many years of being a burden on him, she didn’t want to become one again. You’re not a burden anymore, Sakura. She thought to herself, reminding herself that his seemingly insensitive comments were that of endearment. After all, he had asked her to be his wife. Still, she couldn’t fathom why she had begun to feel so awful.

On the 13th day, the newly-wed couple made their way into a new town. A tiny place, only a few houses and shoppes in the area. Sakura walked closely to her dear husband, watching as he examined the area. It was part of his redemption, he’d stay and offer help to these townsfolks if they needed it. Even minor assistance, he’d insist they were no bother. Watching him interact with the people of the town, her heart swelled with love and admiration for the man she called Sasuke-kun. He had been working so hard, for so many years to redeem himself of his crimes. Their home village of Konoha had forgiven him, and their friends in Suna had as well. Word was quickly spreading of the bloodline Uchiha’s good deeds, but all was not forgiven. There were still many who thought he should never be forgiven, who thought he should be thrown in jail or executed. Sakura tried not to mind any attention to them. She knew her husband was a good man, that he planned to spend the rest of his days helping people and protecting the ones he held dear to his heart.

As Sasuke spoke to the town leader, a little old man with a silly mustache, Sakura noticed a woman with a large, round belly and a small boy by her side. She approached them, a smile drawn on her tender features.

“Hello, I’m Sakura.” She introduced herself, giving a little wave to the boy. He stepped behind his mother, peering around her leg.

“Hello Sakura, my name is Hyoshi. This is my son, Ako.” She waved again, though upon closer inspection the two did not look to be in good health.

“Are you two alright?” She asked, her eyes drifting naturally to the woman’s protruding belly. Hyoshi sighed.

“Our town is very poor, we can’t afford much. Ako and I haven’t been able to afford healthcare in a long time. We do our best to keep ourselves healthy, but with so little money we have to buy what we can in order to sustain ourselves.” Sakura felt for the two, offering a kind hand.

“Maybe I can help treat you. There are plenty of plants in the area to make natural elixirs.”

“That’s very kind of you, but we couldn’t pay-” Hyoshi began a small protest.

“No need, my husband and I are more than happy to help people who need it.” She looked over to Sasuke, who at that moment was showing a young man the proper way to hold a kunai knife. The boy couldn’t have been much older than an average genin, Sakura guessed he was likely asking for tips on how to protect his family.

“Isn’t that Uchiha Sasuke?” The woman whispered, the breath lost from her voice. Sakura nodded.

“He’s changed a lot since his past, he’s gone to many places just like this and helped people all over.” Ako watched, his eyes wide in awe.

“That’s very noble of him. It’s good to know he’s turned himself around.” Hyoshi commented. Sakura smiled.

“Darling! Will you come here please!” Sasuke looked back from his activity, handing his knife to the boy. He approached the women and child.

“What is it?” He asked.

“I’m going to help these people, but I’m going to need some plants. Will you get them for me?” He nodded, waiting for her to tell him what to retrieve. She took a quick look over Ako, then over Hyoshi.

“How many months are you?” She asked. Hyoshi smiled.

“I’m due any day now.” Sakura ran off a long list of various plants and berries to him, watching a moment as he left town.

“Are you sure he’ll be able to find all that?” Hyoshi asked, her skeptical face drawn in. Sakura nodded.

“Of course he will, now we should get you two inside and sitting down. Is there a place we can go?” Hyoshi took her to the Inn, where upon request they were given a temporary room. Just as long as Sakura needed to heal them, under the circumstances of the pregnancy. Hyoshi sat in a chair at the corner, watching this famed kunoichi treat her son. She stripped him to his underwear and scrubbed his back with water, cleaning the germs he picked up off and rinsing out his hair. The boy was feverish, Sakura guessed his temperature was around 101 or 102 degrees. With a fresh rag, she soaked cold water and lay in on top of his head. She told him to rest, that she was now going to help his mother before Sasuke returned. Walking to Hyoshi, she asked that she moved to a stool nearby and began a thorough examination of her. Noting a strain on her lower and upper back, she attempted to use her medical ninjutsu to heal the pulled nerves.

Much to her surprise, she was unable to focus her chakra as she was required to. She tried again, still unable to focus.

“I..I’m so sorry, I don’t know what’s going on with my chakra.” She admitted, embarrassed with herself.

“Don’t feel bad, I had this pain while pregnant with Ako as well.” Sakura nodded, and continued her examination. She learned that Hyoshi was overdue to give birth, at least by 3 weeks. She couldn’t imagine the pain she was enduring, her energy levels dangerously low. She fetched a glass of water for her two patients and waited with them for her husband.

“Again, I’m so sorry my chakra is behaving so strangely. I’ve never had this problem before.” Hyoshi gave a laugh.

“Have you considered the possibility that you’re pregnant?” She asked. Sakura’s eyes all but fell out of her head.

“Pregnant? I’m not.. I’m not pregnant! There’s no way.” A coy smile crossed her new friend’s face.

“Are you not being intimate? Because a woman like you, with a husband of his looks, I’d find that difficult to believe.” Now, Sakura blushed. She didn’t enjoy talking about her intimate life with Sasuke. Those times were theirs, theirs alone.

“Well, yes, but I don’t see how that can automatically make me pregnant. We, uh, we aren’t very new at intimacy.”

“That may be, but it’s all about the timing. Perhaps you were ovulating and his swimmers were stronger than the past times. Perhaps you were in a position that lead to it easier than most.” Sakura furrowed her brow, deep in thought, remembering their time together before her pains had begun.

They had done it in a cave, on a rainy night. Twice with her on top. After cuddling for hours, she found herself waking up highly aroused. Sasuke had been happy to give her satisfaction, though less enthused with her request to take her on her hands and knees. She loved it best like that, he was able to hit her in her most sensitive spots, she finished much faster and harder than their other positions. Suddenly a tidal wave of information washed over her, she remembered her lessons she’d been taught through lecture and experience on pregnant women. The symptoms, the stages, the specifics of an almost promised impregnation. So much of it had applied to her now.

Sasuke entered the room, a satchel of plants and berries, along with some bowls and jars. Sakura took the supplies from him and worked restlessly to create the needed medicine for Hyoshi and her son. Once the three elixirs Ako needed were complete, she began working on Hyoshi’s. Sasuke watched intensely, following her each step with his eyes.

“Here, this should endue labor.” Sakura said, offering a dark blue drink to the woman. She drank it happily.

“How can we ever thank you?” Sakura smiled, waving the notion of a thank you away.

“You’ve already helped me plenty. Though, we’ll stay in town so I can help deliver your baby, I want to make sure it’s healthy.” Hyoshi nodded, Sasuke and Sakura asked the Inn Keeper for a room.

Two days later Hyoshi went into labor. Ako, afraid of his mother’s screams, waited outside the Inn room with Sasuke. Sakura stayed with Hyoshi, giving words of encouragement at the birth progressed. With a scalpel she cut the cord, wrapping the small newborn in a blanket and showing her to Hyoshi. She rinsed the baby girl off and gave her to her mother, inviting Ako and Sasuke in.

“We’ll give you a minute.” She said, walking out as the little family welcomed it’s newest member. Sasuke followed.

“Wait here in case they need anything, I have to go to something quickly.” She said, handing him a few dollars to pay for their stay. She walked to the market, only  small one-roomed building with a few shelves and a young man behind the counter.

“Hi, do you sell pregnancy tests?” She asked. He smiled.

“Sure do.” He reached under the counter and pulled a pink box out, the label reading “Instant Home Pregnancy Test” on the front. Sakura paid the man and left, without a word more said. Anxiety built in her throat and chest, she wasn’t sure if she was ready to be a mom. It was easy, taking care of other’s kids, but she knew her own would be entirely different. She returned to the Inn, to Hyoshi’s room, with her test tucked away in her pouch.

“Have you decided on a name?” She asked. Hyoshi nodded.

“We’ve decided to call her, Sakura.” Sakura thanked them, wishing them the best of luck with their lives and went back into her own room, Sasuke close behind.

“Are we leaving now, Sakura?” He asked. Sakura nodded her head.

“I just need a few minutes, I have to use the bathroom.” Though she faced away from him, towards the door, she felt him roll his eyes. He wasn’t irritated at her, maybe only slightly annoyed she was prolonging their stay, but he wouldn’t refuse a simple bathroom request.

She walked into the bathroom and locked the door, pulling the box out and opening it. A folded up piece of paper fell out, printed instructions on how to take the test. She read them carefully, she knew how to take the test but there was no harm in being sure. It would take 2 minutes for her results to come in. One line would mean she’s not pregnant, two lines meant she was.

She was almost too nervous to pee. It frustrated her. She did everything she could to entice it out of her, finally succeeding just a tiny bit. The young woman hoped it would be enough for an accurate result. She set the test on the sink and waited. Counting each second as it passed, all the way through 3 minutes, just to be certain. Finally she was ready to look.

As she took the test off the sink, a million thoughts raced through her mind. She didn’t know if being pregnant was what she wanted or not. Every second she had decided on her hopes, her mind and heart told her to feel the opposite.

The next thing she knew, she was staring at two light pink lines, staring up at her, confirming that she was indeed pregnant. Tears began flowing heavily out of her eyes, silent, blurring her vision. Happiness washed over her body, excitement drowning out her pain. She stood and walked out, the test clutched firmly in her hand behind her back.

“It’s about time, what were you taking so long for?” Sasuke asked, sitting slouched in their own rooms chair, his chin resting on the palm of his hand. Trembling, the pinkette pulled the test out from behind her back, pointing to it.

“I.. I was doing this.” She said. He furrowed his brow, stepping over to her.

“What is that?” He asked, taking her hand, looking at the results of an unknown test.

“A pregnancy test, Sasuke-kun..” She trailed of a moment, looking to meet his eyes. “We’re going to be parents.” She was suddenly engulfed in a black cloak and warm embrace, his hold on her tight.

“We’re going to be parents.” He softly spoke, hearing it come from him made her heart swell. She nodded over his shoulder, her tears once again flowing freely. He pulled away to look at her, his own dark eyes gleaming with wetness. Not a word more was said then, the two dried their eyes and left the small town, hand in hand.

There would be time later to discuss the news, but for now, they’d continue on their journey together, letting the news of a new arrival settle in their minds and in their hearts.

Books and Throwing Knives

My title is so damn creative, I astound myself. So this is for a @twh-sss Ragnarok!Loki with his flippy flippy knives…..and I’m not sure if it’s smut-tastic enough… I dunno. It got away from me, but I still liked it…. so here.

Warnings: Nothing really. Oh, a little smutty smut smut. 

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Okay, so, hear me out: Autistic Steampunk.

Like, a main character who loves the pressure of corsets and heat stims by drinking tea.

She’s very sensory averse when it comes to touch, and hides behind what’s “proper” to avoid getting mucky, as well as avoiding unfamiliar situations.

And her special interests are engineering and fashion.

So this prim and proper young woman, who is always the best dressed at any occasion, is quite recluse and no one knows her very well. And none of them realise that she’s the best engineer in London.

Fishy Feathers Chapter One

FUCK YEAH I ACTUALLY GOT IT DONE!!!!!!! :D
Here, have some cute baby Avian Lance and Mer Pidge! Aka Chick Lance and Guppy Pidge, for now. :3
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She hated thunderstorms. She didn’t like how they made the waves all out of control and rough. Her mother trilled worriedly as the sky darkened and the waves started turning choppy. They had been playing around in one of the rock formations near the coast, the rest of the pod in deeper waters, when her father called a warning about the incoming storm. She whimpered and clung to her mother, her guppy tail not exactly strong enough yet to swim through tough currents like the ones sweeping through the area.

Without warning, a huge wave came out of nowhere and slammed down on her, knocking her grip off of her mother’s fin and sweeping her away. She screamed in fright, her mother’s loud panicked calls fading as she vanished with the wave.

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Lance whimpered, looking around the trees and cringing as another raindrop landed on his nose. He didn’t mean to fall from the nest! He just wanted to see that pretty bluebird again! The sky was still dark, the sun not quite risen yet, the storm fading into the distance with the occasional rumble of thunder. He didn’t know how to get back into the nest, his oversized brown and tan wings not quite able to lift him yet, so he stayed on the ground, sad and scared little chirps echoing from his throat.

His Mama was asleep with his siblings, his Papa out on a flight to the nearest human city to buy food. So nobody would notice him until they woke up. He folded his wings around his body clumsily, still not quite used to using them yet. He was only six, still a hatchling. He wouldn’t start flying lessons until he was at least ten or twelve. More droplets splattered his wings, and he huffed irritably. He figured there had to be a drier spot to sit and wait, so he got up and marched determinedly through the forest in search of a warmer and less drippy place.

He stopped at a hill of rocks that tumbled down to a beach, eyes wide. A huge body of water lapped at the white sandy ground and boulders, smooth and rough and his inner chick wanted to climb all over it! Chirping excitedly, he scrambled down the hillside, yelping when he tripped and landed face first into the sand, oversized wings flapping awkwardly in an attempt to stop his fall. He sat up, brushing grains of gritty sand from his cheeks and rubbing his nose with a soft whine of pain.

His head whipped up suddenly. He could have sworn someone had just gasped… getting to his feet, he shuffled forward in the direction of the noise, soft, inquisitive little chirps leaking from his mouth. His Mama always said to chirp before he talked, that way he could get attention on him when he spoke to an adult or stranger. There was a pause, and then something mimicked his chirps back! It didn’t sound like any kind of chirp Lance had ever heard before, it was kinda hollow and higher pitched than his own. Squeaky, like a baby pigeon. He clambered over the rocks to the source of the sound and…

He stared, star struck. Big golden brown eyes stared back, a soft pink mouth full of sharp teeth dropping open in surprise as the pale skinned, green scaled mermaid noticed the goofy, fluffy brown and tan speckled wings on his back. Realization registered to both children, and Lance shrieked and ducked back behind the boulders while the mermaid did the same, curling up into a scaly ball with fins flared and covering her non scaly torso.

After a few minutes of nothing happening, Lance peeked back over the rocks and scanned the ball of green fins warily. Mama had always said that an Avian who got too close to a Mer was sure to be dragged into the sea and drowned. But… then again, Mama said that the Mer were huge and vicious and would attack fearlessly… so why was this one so small? Smaller than him, actually? And… scared? Of him? Why? Plus the fact that she was several yards away from the water, and the rocks looked painful to lay on… and one of her fins, the webbed one on her lower back and further down was bleeding along the base, like something had tried to pull it off. He crawled over, carefully, because he was pretty sure this shaking ball of fish scales couldn’t hurt him right now, plus he couldn’t just stand by and watch her suffer! She probably had a family waiting for her, missing her!

He let out a soft, warning peep before he pressed his palm against the fin covering her face. It wasn’t slimy at all, actually kind of like the really fine spider silk his Mama bought for a dress once, super soft and smooth. The fin pulled back, and the mermaid was staring at him again. Lance offered a reassuring smile. “Um, hi! Are you okay?” He spoke up for the first time that day, words instead of bird sounds. It seemed to startle the guppy girl, because she clicked softly in surprise.

“So, uh, I’ve never met a Mer before, but you look kinda… dry? Do you need anything?” He asked, tilting his head and shuffling his wings nervously. Her eyes followed the movement before she swallowed thickly and blinked back tears. “Wah-der. ’M drai. Owie.” She whimpered, still too young to form proper words but trying to convey the message anyways. Lance recognized the babble as toddler talk, his little brother spoke in it currently. Which meant this Mer was at least two or three years younger than him. “Wah… der? Oh! Water! Okay! I’ll get you to the water then! Um… but first we should bandage your fin… I know!” Lance reached behind his back and tugged at the strings tying his shirt together, the design keeping his front covered and his wings free.

Tugging off the thin fabric, he started tearing it into strips. “Wha’ birdy doin’?” The little mermaid whispered, confused. Lance smiled. “Makin’ a bandaid! Hold still, ‘kay?” He reassured the younger creature, clumsily tying the fabric strips around the damaged fin. He tied it off tightly, so it wouldn’t slip off, and brushed some sand off of the guppy girl’s tail. “Okay, how’s that?” He asked, the mermaid blinking and wiggling her fin experimentally. “Owie bedder!” She squealed happily, propping herself up on her hands to stare to the bandaged fin.

Lance preened, proud of his work. “Okay, let’s get you to the water! I’m gonna hafta carry you though, ‘kay?” The Mer nodded, and Lance wriggled his arms under her body, grunting as he somehow managed to pick her up into a princess carry. “For a small girl you sure are heavy!” He yelped, staggering down the rocks and boulders to the waters edge. She let out an indignant, offended, squeaky pigeon chirp and smacked his cheek with a webbed hand, pouting. “Sorry, sorry, I’m just not used to carrying smaller people with tails. All my siblings have wings you kno- AAAAH!” He cut himself off with a startled screech as he slipped on a particularly wet rock and fell forwards into the shallows of the sea, the mermaid sent flying before she plopped into deeper waters.

She surfaced quickly, worried about the fluffy winged boy, and promptly burst out laughing. High pitched, joyful, amused chirruping trills of mirth practically leapt out of her mouth as she took in the sight of the shocked and soggy birdy boy in the water on his hands and knees, wings puffed up in surprise. Lance blinked and sat back on his knees in the water, still a little stunned. It was wet, yeah, but a different kind of wet. Salty and moving and warm and almost alive somehow. And… he loved it! He made an excited little chirp and spread his large wings wide, sweeping them low and getting them wet. The pigeon chirping mermaid swept closer, still making those happy little giggles, and splashed him with more salty water. His face lit up and he splashed her back, laughing. This was so much different from the rain! The ocean seemed to play with them too, small waves crashing into him when he went too far out and pushing him back to shore, tugging lightly at his shorts and wings, splashing him and getting him thoroughly soaked as he chased the little mermaid around excitedly.

A few hours later the sun was fully up, and he was resting against a boulder with his wings and everything under his waist completely submerged, leaning against his new Mer pal. “So… I never learned your name, by the way?” He asked the tired out guppy next to him, and she hummed quietly. “Mom named me-” a series of clicks and squeaks followed her words, and Lance blinked. “-bu’ my Word name is Kadie.” The mermaid finished, smiling. Lance thought a moment. “Katie? Mm… doesn’t suit you. But Pidge does! Can I call you Pidge?” Lance asked, tilting his head towards her in order to gauge her reaction. Katie’s face lit up. “Like a birdy?” Lance nodded. “When you chirp, you sound like a baby pigeon. So, Pidge!” The newly dubbed Mer clapped her hands excitedly. “Pidge! Pidge! I’m Pidge!” She cried, absolutely thrilled with the nickname.

"I’m Lance! And you’re Pidge!” Lance introduced, Pidge grinning enthusiastically. “Lance! Fluffy birdy Lance!” She cooed, and Lance giggled. The happy fun time was interrupted by distant, loud, trilling calls from Pidge’s pod. Lance perked up at the sound of his Mama calling his name nearby. “Aww…. I gotta go home now…” Lance pouted, Pidge drooping as well. “Play ‘morrow?” She asked the Avian boy, splashing him lightly again. Lance stood up and stretched. “Yeah! Course we can! But it has to be a secret okay? Nobody can know, they’d separate us.” He made a shushing sign with his hand, Pidge mimicking the signal. “Mhm! Nobody know!” She giggled, as her pod called again. “Bye Pidge! I’ll see you tomorrow!” He said, wading onto the beach as his fishy friend waved goodbye before diving into deeper waters.

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Pidge pulled the shirt bandage off of her fin, swimming towards her mother. She was instantly engulfed in a crowd of worried pod members, her mother squeezing her tight and clicking furiously about how worried she’d been while her father and brother pressed in close, Matt examining her scabbed up fin. “Where have you been? We’ve all been worried sick!” The pod leader, Alfor, scolded her lightly, and she played with her fingers nervously. “Beached!” She shot back defensively, and gasps of horror echoed through the pod.

Many times a young beached Mer was either killed by drying out or by being killed because of another species looking for easy prey, as guppies hadn’t developed the shifting ability yet. The shifting ability allowed Mer to go on land, but only after puberty hit, around twelve years of age. The first time was pretty painful, and they resembled humans, which is why it was used as a last resort when beached.

Alfor softened instantly. “At least you made it to the water in time… I think you should stay in the cove until you’ve healed, alright?” Pidge nodded, already planning how to sneak out to see her feathery friend on land.

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"Goodness Lance, you’re soaked! What where you doing out there, playing in the lake? And where is your shirt!?” His Mama berated him as she flew him up to the nest, his siblings already crowding around and chirping with questions. “Mama! I told you! My shirt ripped when I fell from the tree and I’m all wet 'cuz I fell into a big puddle!” He complained as she fussed over him, ruffling his hair with a towel and drying him off before she bundled him up in warm clothes and blankets, constantly checking for a fever.

His Mama sighed in exasperation. “My little chick, you’re too curious for your own good! Next time you fall from the tree, you climb the branches or wait for someone to come get you, understand? No more of this wandering off!” She scolded him, and he huffed quietly as she started working on drying out his wings.

Now to figure out how to get to the beach tomorrow…

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Chapter one is done and I am taking a nap, goodnight- ugh-
*flops onto bed and sleeps instantly*
(The Shance comes into play later, I just wanna focus on the Pidge and Lance sibling dynamic for now ;3)
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Hiya i’m Susie, 21 young af
proper fancy girls, how do u look so pretty, how do u do that??? 😂
message me for my snap if u want to chat, my head is gone anol. Can’t deal with boring people either so don’t take offence I just don’t have the attention span 😭😂 ly xx


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“Beating up a kind man is violence, but beating up a bad guy.. that’s justice.”

“Now, as I look at my family’s faces, I wonder if I’ll see them again. When you become a police officer, sometimes there are criminals like this, that you will risk your life to capture, because he’s not the usual bastard out there. Right now, I see in my mind my son and my wife’s faces. I know I might not see them again… If we die, who will protect our families? Who will protect them?”

Finally - Chocobos

Cute drabbles about some awkward Chocobos and their failed attempts to flirt. @xionroxas sent in this cute little request a few days ago and I’ve just gotten around to actually getting it up. I’m an extremely awkward person so any time I can experience the awkwardness of others is great. So, without further ado, please enjoy some cute and awkward high school chocobos.

Side note: I know Nyx is older but I needed someone for Gladio’s scenario and he fit the bill.

This got a little long…but I refuse to apoligize for this cuteness. 

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anonymous asked:

How would the M and S brothers react to their S/o crying because she misses her family? I love your blog!

This is super short, sorry! And thank you very much!

- Admin Izzi


Sakamaki:

Shu: “What a bothersome woman. Go cry somewhere else, I don’t care whether you miss your family or not…”


Reiji: “How pathetic. A proper young lady should keep her composure. If you do not stop this instant, I will gladly teach you some manners.”


Ayato: “Haha, Chichinashi, don’t cry over stupid things! Your family can’t do anything to get you back so don’t bother. You’re mine now, understood?”


Kanato: “Hey, stop crying right now! Your family doesn’t matter so SHUT UP!”


Laito: “Oh, poor Bitch-chan~ nfu. Hey, I’ve got an idea~! How about I help you forget about your family~? Nfufu~.”


Subaru: “H-hey, stop crying! There’s no point so stop! I-it’s not that I c-care or anything, tch.”


Mukami:

Ruki: “My, my, what a sensitive Livestock… You know that you will probably never see your family again but by all means, keep crying if that’ll help.”


Kou: “Ah, what a pain. M Neko-chan, shut up, please. I don’t really care so you’re wasting your breath and your tears.”


Yuma: “My God, Sow, you sure are loud. Tch, shut up, would ya?! Family doesn’t mean anythin’ so quit ya damn whining.”


Azusa: “Eve, please stop… crying… I hate it… when you cry. I can… make you feel better… and loved… if you want…”