#I have to keep myself sane during drought

[andtheywerefootballers]

[justwinginglife]

No because your writing keeps me going in this Soshiro Hoshina AO3 drought!!!!!!!

What do we think about our Vice Captain getting in some trouble during a battle with a nasty Kaiju and his long time friend/crush who is a platoon leader in another division just so happens to be on her way to visit the 3rd division when the attack happens so she swoops in to save the day (and stitches him up after the whole ordeal ;))???

So glad I could provide sustenance! I am also keeping myself afloat with my writing trying to stay sane until season two comes out. I need more Hoshina screentime fr fr.

Crushing Hard

Soshiro Hoshina had dinner plans and he was late.

He cursed the kaiju for its poor timing. It was one thing to have to fight a kaiju on a Saturday - how inconsiderate of it to attack on his day off- and another to have to fight it before a date. At least he thought it was a date. He never knew with you. He hoped it was a date. He'd been pining after you for so long, it made his whole week (his whole month, really) that you'd texted him asking if you could swing by and have dinner this weekend.

He had just fixed his hair for the tenth time (he didn't know why he felt the need to fix it so much, it looked the same every time he fixed it), when he got the call that there was a kaiju wreaking havoc. And only a couple blocks away from where you were supposed to meet him for dinner, no less. He would really beat the shit out of the kaiju if it destroyed the restaurant he had planned to take you to.

So he quickly threw his combat suit on over his date clothes, hoping it would be a quick and easy mission, and he'd be ready to greet you at the door in no time at all. Yeah, that had been wishful thinking. This Honju really had it out for him.

In fact, the damn Honju had even sliced through part of his combat suit, tearing through the top he was wearing underneath.

"This was my favorite fucking shirt, damnit!" He curses at the Kaiju and runs at it again, swords at the ready.

The thing about this Honju was that it wasn't very big but it was very quick. Hoshina was exhausting himself just keeping up with it. It was almost like it was made to fight Hoshina, with its strengths lying in speed and close combat. And to make matters worse, without meaning to, Hoshina's mind kept wandering to his dinner with you, causing him to be slower to react than normal. He took a cut to the cheek and swore again. If he took anymore hits, he didn't know if his pride would let him show up to dinner looking like this.

"You know, I really didn't think you'd be treating me to dinner and a show, but you always were the overachiever."

Before he even had time to process who was talking, a large blast went off and the Honju suddenly has a gaping hole in its abdomen.

"Huh. Sturdy thing, aren't you? Let's try that again." Another blast and now its chest is missing.

Hoshina blinks, watching as you continue blasting the kaiju until it's nothing more than roadkill on the pavement. He should be helping you, he should be bandaging himself up, he should be getting food in the both of your stomachs. So many things to do, but all he wants to do is stare. You look so gorgeous with a gun. The way you wipe blood from your cheek, the way your ponytail lifts in the wind, the way that you smirk at the corpse, smug about your win. He wants to take in everything about you.

"You look like you need a drink." Now you were turning around, grinning at him. He thinks to himself that he could watch you forever.

"Soshiro?"

He shakes his head quickly. "Sorry. Must be the blood loss."

You laugh. "Well let's take care of that and then you owe me some dinner, as I recall." You start cleaning him up and he continues to watch you as you handle him with such care.

You pull the combat suit off of him, revealing his torn shirt underneath. "Ah damn. That was your favorite shirt. And mine too. Love when you wear this thing, I'll have to buy you a new one." You continue bandaging him like you haven't just said something that gets his heart racing.

"Mmm, I know, I have one of your shirts in my bag. You can change into that and then we can hit up that restaurant if you're still up for it?"

He nods, a little too quickly you notice. It's adorable.

Then he cocks his head to the side. "Wait, why do you have one of my shirts?"

Then it's your turn to blush. "Ahh that... well it just looked so comfy, can you really blame me for stealing it?"

His eyes widen. "Wait just a minute, how many of my shirts do you have??"

You cough. "Just the one- why do you ask?"

He crosses his arms at you and raises an eyebrow. "Because I was wondering why my closet was looking a little sparse lately. And I thought maybe the washer just ate them all."

"Haha... funny... uh, about that..." You scratch your head sheepishly.

He roll his eyes in mock annoyance but then he smiles. "I'm sure you look better in them than I do anyway. I suppose you can keep them. But you owe me some new shirts!"

You laugh, holding your hands up in surrender. "Alright, alright. Will do. After you buy me dinner, I did just save your sorry ass." You tease.

And the two of you continue on like that the rest of the night, just joking, laughing, drinking, and slowly the line between friends and more than friends starts to blur. Hoshina thinks to himself, maybe he does have a chance in hell with you.

After all, who the fuck steals half of someone's closet?

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"Sure I can't convince you to ditch Narumi and join my division instead? I make a mean omurice."

[theninjasanctuary]

It would be cool if the universe dropped me a random 5000 € or so, because with these flight prices, even my deluded ass will never make it to Tokyo this August. As in, I kind of saw a deal-ish (under the circumstances) situation tonight that would have been 1100 € via Istanbul for business class, or 800 in economy with a 16-hour connection, and back for 500 in economy via Seoul and Istanbul, with the caveat of needing to change airports in Seoul during a 5-hour connection. And even the boyf was like "so a minor delay would mean we're stranded in Seoul", and I am not feeling all that adventurous tbh. (A full day connection in Seoul, admittedly, might have been cool.) The reality is, I cannot afford this anyway, and where things are currently, it is the season to go out and mingle and enjoy life and drink Spritz whilst wearing sandals, and here I am, needing whole days to sleep and dissociate so I can complete just some minor chores, fml.

I did contact the physio and set up a session, but not feeling great about it. Since we're in a drought, I've helped mom water eeeeeeeeeverything in her garden (except the lawn, as burnt as it is, this would be unfeasible), filling countless buckets and the old cast-iron bathtub with the pre-war water pump, and before that, when it wasn't as dry yet, I did a few sessions of strimming, etc., and the physical toll is just... I wake up with my dominant hand feeling swollen and stiff to the point I can't make a fist and it's hard to grip things (tbh this has been going on for several summers), and for several days now, I've had annoying nerve pain along my ribs below the right shoulder blade. It hurts to take deep breaths, which is obviously not great from the exercise viewpoint. And overall, feeling flabby and worn out and meh. Even with a fresh flippy bob, and polished nails. (Zoya Avril is still a favourite, I wish the brush was better though.) I would like to press pause on the world for, idk, two weeks at least, just to gather myself.

Failing to get work done is not improving moods, either. Did go to a union meetup, which was okay, and an expo opening, and a social with students, too. The disconnect between how I feel and how these bright young people see me is making me uneasy. Also, it's sad that a colleague is moving on to other things, he was great at the job and we get along really well. I mean, the person taking over is pretty okay too, but still. (That being said, a one-time cool co-worker has been taken on as a PhD student in my department, so it will be nice having her around again.)

There is hope for thunder and rain this weekend. Fingers crossed. It might make me feel more sane and less out of it.

Received a Sellpy order with several pairs of trousers to try, and only one kind of fit (the cheapest, so am getting a decent refund if I manage to send the returns back). Also included a black silk tank top (good!), and a Lambretta Cielo watch, because it was 9 € and I thought that maybe having a backup watch is good. Sellpy also has the same model of minimalist, rectangular brushed steel Fossil f2 that I lost several years ago, and the price keeps dropping, but I kind of think I need to let the past go.

[fluffallamaful]

THANK YOU FOR 200 FOLLOWERS!! 🎉

WOOOOOO!!!! wholesome thank yous under the cut 👇🏼 (like super wholesome 🤮)

🦙🦙🦙…

ok first off, i made this blog back in april this year, and posted my first fic in may, after lurking on anons for a couple months prior.

obviously posting a fic is extremely nerve racking. not only for the tickling part, which is obviously just so terrifying to think about if someone found this app on my phone 😳 but also the mcyt stuff in general. i’m 21, recently learning to reaccept my interests, and not follow societies guidelines. it is hard not to judge myself

but my goodness the warmth i felt when i opened the app the next day?! i actually cried 😂 i have never been so unbelievably encouraged for partaking in my interests. omg. the keyboard smash comments?? people telling me i gave them butterflies???? absolutely insane. and i got so many nice welcoming comments 😭

recently i have posted 1 fic in the past 2 months 😂 due to irl crap. but i’ve got a lovely group of people to thank for keeping my blog alive during this time of drought: @cayjuno @emmadoodle @sleepy--anon @kasey-writes-stuff @azuregiggles @awkwardtickleetoo @starlightrosa 🌱 anon and anons in general!!!

thank you guys for bouncing off of my concepts or even sending me your own headcannon!!!! 😭 i love responding to them so much, sometimes i have to scream into my pillow coz they’re so heckin cute (CONGRATS TO THISE OF YOU THAT ALSO MADE A BLOG WOOOOO)

biggest shoutout of all goes to @covenofwives though ❤️ this owl, this beautiful beautiful owl has not only graciously accepting my head cannons and concepts on the daily, but has also kept me extremely sane while the irl stuff occurs around me 😭 they’re a sweetie, so so sweet. could wrap them up in a little wrapper and sell them at a convenience store and no one would even notice that there was a lil owl in there 🥲

thank you all again 😭

🦙🦙🦙…

[deborahdeshoftim5779]

Panic Buying: Nonsense and Nonsensibility

More updates on the pandemic of greed and stupidity masquerading as protection against coronavirus. 

As of today, I knew it would be a struggle to find handwash. The first supermarket had for the first time in my memory (I have gone there for years) empty shelves. To my knowledge, all the pasta was gone. Next deliveries will not be until end of March/beginning of April. Soaps and kitchen towels were being (belatedly) limited to 5 per customer, but most of these shelves were empty. The bread (which only stays fresh for a few days)? Loads had gone. 

Fortunately, I managed to salvage two small bottles of Carex from the wilderness.

I heard one shop assistant say, “I just want to go home.” Another was advising customers on what products they could find, unsure if some were still in stock. Most shop assistants were desperately packing the shelves to keep up with insane demands. I saw people lugging huge packets of toilet roll and could not but laugh at their panic-- these are the same rolls which largely remained untouched during all my years of attending that supermarket. 

Whole shelves of tins had gone, despite them being mostly full every other time of the year. To my utter amazement, people had bought up all the flour-- another commodity which is always stocked any other time of the year. 

I saw one woman lugging a basket that had 4 bottles of large semi-skimmed milk. 4 bottles. Think of the many other families who also need milk, and think of the fact that milk does not last that long, and no sane person can drink that amount, illness or none. I saw another person cramming a packet of between 8-10 toilet paper rolls into a bag. It appeared to be the only thing she had bought. Another thought that two mega packs of Toffee Crisp was necessary during a pandemic. 

Again, I must stress that most of these items remain in stock week after week. This supermarket is large and even if you bought two of this, or four of that, there would still be *plenty* left. Shop assistants keep the shelves full on a daily basis. In other words, there is *no* shortage of essential toiletries, pasta, and so on. I have seen people doing large shops time and time again, with minimal impact on supermarket shelves. This is because during large shops, people usually buy one large this, one large that. 

Even the smaller stores are well stocked, and if something is out of stock, it isn’t long before it comes back. 

One thing I noticed while shopping is that people, including myself, would stare at the shelves for a while before picking anything. Why? Because there is SO MUCH. When faced with choice, you take longer to make a decision (hence why shopping in person often means spending more money compared to placing orders in advance). If people were dawdling around the shelves, clutching heavy baskets, does that imply that coronavirus will cause stock shortages? 

Of course not. 

As mentioned beforehand, and as demonstrated by some elderly ladies looking for pain medication from depleted shelves, panic buying helps nobody in a crisis. We aren’t facing a drought, as many other countries do (and our waste of food when millions are starving is to our eternal shame) on a regular and increasing basis. We aren’t facing some kind of military threat. We aren’t facing global stock shortages (although we might, thanks to panic buying). Instead, we are dealing with a virus which can be treated in many cases, and prevented from spreading using measures which DO NOT REQUIRE HOARDING. 

Handwash lasts for weeks. 2 or 3 bottles should be fine. Large packets of kitchen roll last for weeks. One large pack of toilet roll will last for weeks. There is absolutely no need to hoard, inflicting devastating artificial shortages on people with less money and restricted freedom of movement. Medication must be taken in incremental stages, meaning it can last for a month. When you run out, there will be more available if everyone doesn’t hoard these resources. Nobody needs a face mask unless they are sick, meaning more for doctors, nurses, and the severely ill. 

There is PLENTY to go round, plus several times over in extra. After all, we waste hundreds of millions of pounds every year in food. All the panic buyers will soon prove this, when their hoarding comes to nothing in the end. Meanwhile, their greed is damaging the economy and putting vulnerable employees at risk of losing crucial income in the future, where hoarding means fewer people will buy. 

Thankfully, I have more than enough at the moment and do not need to go shopping. My hope is that the panic buyers will stop coming to the supermarkets, leaving some resources for everyone else. Or better still, they learn some shame and donate their unreasonable resources to the truly desperate.