#arguably one of the best soups in the world

[kiisuuumii]

egg drop soup my beloved

[classicallyyours]

My Lovers, as seasons

Have some thoughts I’m on my high horse and fall makes me romantic and I’m thinking about the men I simp for and simply????? When am I not lol every lover is for every season but I hyperfixate on them the most during these times of the year. 

Summer is for Bokuto Koutarou. That big bright smile and high energy is for the sunshine and the beach and hikes and experiencing warmth. For going out and exhausting yourself after a full day of excitement and fun and joy. He is literal sunshine (maybe tied with the sun himself Hinata Shouyou) and it’s impossible to not feel warm and loved by his gaze alone. In the intensity of summer days and the long summer nights; the deepest conversations are born out of summer. And Bokuto is there for all of it. When you’re with your friends and the fireflies are twinkling in and out, he’s there. When you’re sitting by the beach campfire sharing secrets and stories, he’s the one whose lap you’re pulled onto. His big arms caging you close to his chest. When you’re by the dock on the lake, staring into the night sky, you’re teaching him the constellations. He’s so tender in the summer, moving fast and slowing down. He wants to experience it all with you. (See also: Gojo Satoru, Hinata Shouyou, Kirishima Eijirou, Miya Atsumu, Rengoku Kyoujurou, Daichi Sawamura)  

Fall is for Nanami Kento. The leaves slowly changing is for the man who wants to slow down. The soft romantic atmosphere is for the steady lover. As fall comes in and says hello, so does he as he anchors himself into your reality, grounding you and bringing you warmth in the autumn chill. Scarves and boots and turtle necks are for him and him alone. Apple orchards, pumpkin patches, harvest festivals - you’re taking him to all of it. And he is joyfully, happily, easily loving you in all of it. Nanami just wants to take life easy, and fall is the easiest season, arguably. Nature is taking her sweet time cooling down from the hot summer intensity. He wants to see you among the changing leaves, he wants to hug you close to him when the air nips at your skin. Soup season is his season!!! Jackets and sweaters and tenderness… a kiss to your cheek and your hand locked in his… this man adores you, I fear.  (See also: Kuroo Tetsurou, Hanta Sero, Azumane Asahi) 

Winter is for Miya Osamu. Hearth and home are the definition of the man. A hot meal and being cozy and making you feel at home are what he does best. He’s the lover you come home to. When the cold and ice and snow are harsh, he is there for you to warm you up and help you relax. There is never emptiness in the winter with him. There is always a little fire light in the darkness for you, waiting when you return. Osamu is so big and warm and cozy and I’m just telling you, trust me, please; this is y’all’s season. Christmas and New Years, warm drinks and hot bowls of ramen or curry; cozying up together amidst the chill is everything for the both of you. Every other season is so busy for him, but winter is finally the time he gets to slow down. He’s the only person who you don’t isolate from when the days get short.  (See also: Katsuki Bakugou, Aizawa Shota, Kenma Kouzme, Getou Suguru, Tomioka Giyuu, Miguel O’Hara) 

Spring is tough, and hear me out, but spring is for Shinsou Hitoshi. NOW I KNOW he is also soft and slow and gentle, so fall or winter might seem like the natural tendency, but he is spring. He comes to life when the rest of the world does. Hidden pockets of the world growing and changing are where he thrives. Taking you to little places of sunshine as you both awaken to a new lil world. Cafes and gardens and tenderness as spring gently returns things to peace. He is the first flower blooming amidst the melting snow, the first smile you see when you are drowning in work or stress. He’s tenderness as you soften yourself back up to the world as the biting winter dwindles away. He’s the first heart you open yourself up to after shutting yourself off all winter long. He’s home - always.  (See also: Sugawara Koshi, Kaminari Denki, Midoriya Izuku, Shinazugawa Sanemi) 

[presidentbungus]

scout's a good cook, by the way. arguably the best on the team--heavy's close behind, since he can make okayish soup out of just about anything (at occasional detriment to the soup) and he has the responsibility and fine motor skills to struggle through most recipes you'd give him, and sniper'd be a close third if he didn't require a campfire (and if he didn't blow up microwaves on the regular). but scout's one of the few members of the team who can really cook. usually the greasy, unhealthy kinda food you find at diners, but he can still whip up a mean plate of brussel sprouts and honestly when the other options are eating beans out of a can or braving whatever miserable heap of gray slime demo's charbroiling at the stove you start not caring about how much heart disease these hashbrowns might be giving you.

it's a casualty of working at the family diner. the median age to start that is usually 11 or 12, but when jeremy was 8 and just got braces he got in a fight and got his front two teeth knocked out and had to get them taken out and put back in and the moment they got the bill back he found himself in the back of the restaurant, washing dishes to pay it back. this ended up meaning he was fast-tracked a bit from dishwashing to fry-cooking, especially since at 11 he did it faster and better than any number of competing 16-year-olds, and then when child labor laws ended up sending him home earlier than a lot of his family he learned to cook okayish family dinners, too, at least to help take the load off his ma a little. maybe in another world he would've taken over the diner but he found that, eventually, his love for fighting overtook his love for cooking, plain and simple.

you already knew this, but when he got in New Mexico he found himself in a big gradually-decaying concrete box with a bunch of weirdos and maniacs and, despite some friction in the beginning, very quickly found that any amount of irritated animosity can usually be solved with a big heaping plate of pancakes. it's not like he's not helpful in battle, he basically carries the team, but it's nice to be important outside of it, too. he likes cooking for his friends you guys..... he so does

[trickstarbrave]

Ok, so my Clavicus Vile headcanon.

He calls Hermeaus Mora and Mephala his siblings, but literally no other Princes that.

Mora is like, the unused ideas of Magnus regard creation or something right? He's directly from Magnus.

Clavicus is Mora's brother. What if Clavicus is also directly from Magnus then?

Clavicus is all about desires/wishes going in unexpected ways, which is exactly what happened regarded Magnus and creation.

His realm is called the Field of *Regret*, and Magnus definitely regreted creation!!

He is the *only* Prince to actually *create* something (Barbus), which is has complicated feelings towards, like Magnus and creation!!!

Basically, I headcanon that Clavicus manifested from all the feelings that Magnus left behind as he yeeted away from creation.

As for Peryite, he's new for me, so I don't have much for him other than this mod I made: https://www.nexusmods.com/morrowind/mods/53308

tell me about lorkhan because I know, like, nothing. I'm also always down to talk Daedric Princes. I have more Clavicus headcanons, esp about his relationship with Arkay.

omg u made a mod???? thats so damn cool. mad respect for anyone who can use the creation engine. that think turns my brain into soup (well more soup than it already is)

as for lorkhan AAAAAAAAARG i dont know where to start. he is the inciting incident. doomed by the narrative. if you go by the godhead theories i think he was the godhead's attempt at fixing his dream. if you do a gnostic reading of the text lorkhan is literally a messiah creating a challenge so everyone can transcend reality.

i love that he is a god of CREATING. he was overwhelmed with the desire to make things that are NEW. and inspired other people to do so. a strong desire to simply exist. and i also love the shezzarines and how part of him continues to live on and is doomed to experience the same sort of betrayal and death over and over (i also think nerevar was def a shezzarine)

also in the texts including like. arguably canon and semi canon ones. he is literally akatosh. or well i should say, he and akatosh are the same being. just different parts of it. they are time/space, and sort of like different heads on the same body. they mirror each other and hate each other for the traits they share and dont share and also really love each other and hate that they love each other. i love the complicated relationship. i think every deity has a complicated relationship with lorkhan. azura mourning her brother, kyne mourning (and maybe resenting) her husband, boethia being the biggest lorkhan fanboy, trinimac being. well trinimac. akatosh putting in place linear time which is NOT natural to the world of the elder scrolls to try and keep him staying dead and driving himself even more crazy in the process. i could go on and on and i think exploring lorkhan through his relationships is honestly the best way to get a feel for the weird little canon described mutant

[jordanprice]

Independent Excursion: Media Reflection

June 5 - Sanrio Cafe

Lauren and I visited the Sanrio Cafe with guy Sam and with Ana. Lauren and I had tried going prior, but they were closed by the time we had got there, with only the sweets being open. This time, however, we were there on time and got to sit down and order food.

Everything was extremely cutesy, including the decor of the place and the presentation of the dishes. It would be a Sanrio fan’s dream restaurant.

Honestly, out of all the themed restaurants I went to on this trip, this one probably had the best food overall. It looked really good and actually tasted good as well. One thing that I have noticed from the other themed cafes and stuff is that they put so much work into the presentation of the food, that they then lack in the taste and quality aspects of the dish.

Lauren got a soda float, corn pottage, a Cinnamaroll cake roll, the Hello Kitty strawberry pancakes, and a strawberry cake thing. That sounds like a lot, but in her defense I’m not even sure if all those were ordered by her and not by Sam or Ana, and also she was just really excited to go and wanted to try a bunch of stuff, which I thought was very cute. One thing that I found interesting is how much she liked the corn pottage, which is like this corn soup. She still brings it up it was apparently so good. I’m glad she enjoyed that and the experience overall as well. I just got the strawberry pancakes, and they were actually really good.

Overall, it was a good experience. I’m not a big Sanrio fan myself (I know, shocking.) but I’m really glad Lauren liked it so much. As I said, the food and the atmosphere were both great.

Media Representation of Japan: Sanrio and Hello Kitty

Sanrio in general, and Hello Kitty in particular, have such a huge media representation around the world. I would argue that it has become so large to the point that many people may not even realize they are from Japan. They have become so commonplace that Hello Kitty is a household name, having collabs with just about everything, and even having an anime.

I grew up in a family with three sisters, so I was often outvoted on what to watch on the tv, and one thing I remember they would watch and would want to watch was the Hello Kitty anime. I was very young at the time, but I remember it having an extremely feminine and cutesy representation. Like I remember one of the things they did to make it more cute is describe Hello Kitty as being “only three apples tall” to reinforce her smallness and cuteness and putting that image in peoples minds. It could definitely be seen that for example this anime format of Sanrio gives Japan a very feminine, cute, and “weak” idea in the view of the world.

The products produced by Sanrio and in collaboration with them also enforce these ideas of cuteness and femininity. They have all these cute characters in plushy form or on backpacks, pencil cases, literal trains and airplanes, you name it. And the way that it is so widespread and can be found everywhere gives many people the idea that that is what Japan’s culture is like, this kawaii aesthetic. More and more of the products and visuals being associated with Japan are these kawaii ideals.

Some people in Japan, mainly those higher up or more traditional, do not like this representation of Japan and its culture. They prefer the “stronger” and more proper or masculine representations such as that of samurai, tea ceremonies, katanas, ninjas, and stuff of that sort. However, I feel that the world is finding the cuter things much more palatable than the more traditional ones. Hello Kitty is even combined with these things to make them kawaii as well, such as her dressed as a ninja.

Sanrio provides such crazy soft power to Japan, which could arguably be of use to them and their position in the global atmosphere. However, some people would still rather it not be what’s driving the world’s perception of their country.

I honestly do not think it helps their case that being here I’ve seen so much more of the Sanrio, anime, Kirby, figures, stuff like that than I have more traditional cultural values. So, it might not be that the world is getting the wrong idea of Japan, it is just that Japan’s culture has shifted more towards these things. I think that over time, people will have to accept this representation of Japan, as it is becoming more and more prevalent and does not feel particularly avoidable.

[i-wiki]

Discovering the Finest Amanita Mushroom Varieties: Exploring Nature's Most Noteworthy Offerings

Embarking on a journey to uncover the best Amanita mushroom varieties unveils a realm of diverse species, each with its unique characteristics and appeal. From culinary delights to medicinal potentials, Amanita mushrooms have fascinated enthusiasts and experts alike. In this exploration, we delve into the world of Amanita mushrooms, identifying some of the most esteemed varieties celebrated for their flavor, aroma, and medicinal properties.

The Caesar's Mushroom (Amanita caesarea):

Regarded as one of the crown jewels of the Amanita genus, the Caesar's mushroom (Amanita caesarea) stands out for its exquisite taste and regal appearance. Found in regions across Europe, North Africa, and the Middle East, this esteemed mushroom boasts a vibrant orange to reddish cap, often adorned with delicate striations. Renowned for its delicate flavor reminiscent of nuts and apricots, the Caesar's mushroom holds a revered status in Mediterranean cuisine, where it is savored in a variety of dishes ranging from risottos to pasta sauces. Beyond its culinary appeal, the Caesar's mushroom is also esteemed for its potential health benefits, with some traditional medicinal practices attributing anti-inflammatory and immune-boosting properties to this esteemed fungus.

The Blusher (Amanita rubescens):

Another notable member of the Amanita family, the blusher (Amanita rubescens), earns its name from its distinctive trait of turning pink when bruised or handled. Widely distributed across temperate regions of North America, Europe, and Asia, the blusher is prized by foragers for its mild, nutty flavor and meaty texture. Despite its relative obscurity compared to other culinary mushrooms, the blusher offers a delectable addition to soups, stews, and sautéed dishes, imparting a subtle earthiness that complements a variety of ingredients. Moreover, recent studies suggest that the blusher may possess antioxidant properties, making it a potentially valuable addition to a healthy diet.

The Panther Mushroom (Amanita pantherina):

While many Amanita species are celebrated for their culinary appeal, some varieties, such as the panther mushroom (Amanita pantherina), are renowned for their psychoactive properties. Found in temperate regions of North America, Europe, and Asia, the panther mushroom contains psychoactive compounds that induce hallucinogenic effects when ingested. However, it is crucial to note that the panther mushroom, along with other psychoactive Amanita species, can also pose significant health risks if consumed without proper knowledge and caution. Despite its potential dangers, the panther mushroom holds cultural significance in certain indigenous traditions, where it is used in spiritual ceremonies and shamanic practices.

The Fly Agaric (Amanita muscaria):

Arguably the most iconic and recognizable Amanita species, the fly agaric (Amanita muscaria) captivates with its vibrant red cap adorned with white spots. Widely distributed across boreal and temperate regions of the Northern Hemisphere, the fly agaric has a long history of use in folk medicine, religious rituals, and cultural symbolism. While its psychoactive properties have garnered attention, the fly agaric is not typically consumed for recreational purposes due to its unpredictable effects and potential toxicity. Instead, this striking mushroom finds its place in art, literature, and folklore, where it symbolizes mystery, enchantment, and the interconnectedness of the natural world.

The Panther Cap (Amanita pantherinoides):

Closely resembling the panther mushroom in appearance, the panther cap (Amanita pantherinoides) shares its cousin's penchant for producing psychoactive effects. Endemic to certain regions of Asia, including Japan and Korea, the panther cap contains psychoactive compounds similar to those found in the panther mushroom, albeit in varying concentrations. Like its counterpart, the panther cap is revered for its role in traditional ceremonies and spiritual practices, where it is believed to facilitate introspection, enlightenment, and communion with the divine. However, caution must be exercised when handling and consuming the panther cap due to its potential toxicity and adverse effects on human health.

Conclusion:

In conclusion, the world of Amanita mushrooms encompasses a diverse array of species, each possessing its unique allure and significance. From the culinary delights of the Caesar's mushroom and the blusher to the psychoactive properties of the panther mushroom and the fly agaric, Amanita mushrooms offer a wealth of exploration for enthusiasts, foragers, and researchers alike. Whether admired for their flavor, admired for their medicinal properties, or revered for their cultural and spiritual significance, Amanita mushrooms continue to captivate the imagination and inspire awe for nature's boundless diversity. As we navigate the complexities of coexistence with these remarkable fungi, let us approach them with reverence, curiosity, and a profound appreciation for the wonders they hold.

[mariacallous]

(JTA) — What is home? The question sounds like it would best be answered by a children’s book on which each page proclaims a sweet tautology like, “Home is where you feel at home.” There would be a picture of the family nest, parents, grandparents, kids and a dog, a fire in the hearth and soup on the table. Home as Norman Rockwell painted it. Home as so many have sung it: “O say does that star-spangled banner yet wave / Oe’r the land of the free and the home of the brave.”

But pondering what home really is opens us to what is arguably the most troubling political and theological puzzle of our times. For we have entered an age of homelessness and Homeland Security, of mass migrations and refugees fleeing scarcity, tyranny, drought and famine, of rising oceans, poisoned air and water, ongoing wars that destroy homes while killing and displacing whole populations. We have entered the age of the loss of home.

It is especially important for Jews to reflect on the meaning of home today. Not only because that is precisely the philosophical task of this week’s Sukkot holiday, but because we live in the aftermath of a war in which we were almost erased from the earth. And because we live in the presence of a 75-year-old reborn Jewish state, where many Jews feel they have come home to a security unavailable elsewhere.

So what does it mean, for a person or a people or a species, to lose home or to come home?  What exactly is lost when you lose home and what is gained when you recover it?

Historically, Jews know much more about exile than home, more about wandering the wilderness than inhabiting the land. On Sukkot, we are instructed to consider that home may not be fixed, stable and enduring but rather fragile, temporary and portable. How dissonant it can sound then to ears inured to exile when they hear Jerusalem, the object of millennial yearning, described as the “eternal undivided capital” of a state, a national possession, a city like any other.

Consider the reflections of a man born in rural Austria in 1912, the son of an assimilated Jewish father and a Catholic mother who, forced to recognize his Jewish ancestry in 1935 when the Nazis passed the Nuremberg Laws, finally fled to Belgium with his Jewish wife in 1938 after Hitler annexed his homeland. An adamant atheist, he was arrested by the Gestapo in Brussels, tortured and then bounced among various camps for two years until the war’s end. When he returned to Brussels anxious to reunite with his wife, he discovered she had died. Alone, unknown and penniless, he changed his German name to Jean Amery and became a journalist and essayist.

In one of his essays, he writes: “For there is, after all, something like a transportable home, or at least an ersatz for home. That can be religion, like the Jewish one. ‘Next year in Jerusalem,’ the Jews have promised themselves for generations during their Passover ritual, but it wasn’t at all a matter of really getting to the Holy Land; rather it sufficed to pronounce the formula together and to know that one was united in the magic domain of the tribal God Yahweh.” Amery could still think of home, but he could no longer taste it. In losing home, he had lost himself. And in 1978, he finally took his own life.

Now consider the thinking of a man who left his home in Warsaw voluntarily at the age of 17 to study and teach in Vilna and Berlin before eventually finding himself a refugee in the United States in 1940. In his short classic, “The Sabbath” (1951), Rabbi Abraham Joshua Heschel writes of finding spiritual home not in space, but in time: “The Bible is more concerned with time than with space. It sees the world in the dimension of time. It pays more attention to generations, to events, than to countries, to things; it is more concerned with history than with geography.”

Yet just weeks after the Six-Day War of 1967 and the Israeli army’s lightning conquest of Jerusalem, the West Bank, the Sinai peninsula and the Golan Heights, Heschel visited Israel. Smitten by what he experienced there, he wrote a book, “Israel: An Echo of Eternity,” which seemed to many readers a repudiation of his earlier thinking. He writes: “There are moments in history which are unique, moments which have tied the heart of our people to Jerusalem forever. These moments and the city of Jerusalem radiate the light of the spirit throughout the world. The light of the spirit is not a thing of space, imprisoned in a particular place. Yet for the spirit of Jerusalem to be everywhere, Jerusalem must first be somewhere.”

Was Heschel overcome by a moment that felt like homecoming? Or shall we say he lived and thought like a pilgrim who understood that while life is always about the quest, there are nevertheless times when a pilgrim needs, sometimes desperately, glimpses of home both in space and in time?

Amery could not abide homelessness. Heschel was able to take up the task of working for and with African Americans in their own struggle for home. When you feel at home you feel commanded to extend that feeling to others. Sukkot teaches that home is the place and the moment to offer shelter to strangers.

[crqelsummer]

yk tbf in oha i think katsuki has obviously matured enough to deal with his shit, go to therapy, talk things out with izuku and repair their relationship (bc thats something the pair of them wanted). eijiro is obviously a big help to this. i mean at this point theyre all in their mid 40s.

but i also think he inadvertently passed on some of his outlooks on the world to takato and makoto. taka was obviously his wakeup call really, but both of his kids ended up with the mindset that they should always go for being the best in whatever they touched/wanted. annnnnd arguably both of them take this to an interesting degree but good god imagine the ego on a kid descended from someone like dynamight.

taka's classmates like him because he's a little more down to earth than his sister, but is confident in his abilities. he can get a little prideful, because he usually knows he's right and better, but hes reasonable enough. mako however, is not. her quirk, shrapnel, is a souped up version of hardening and explosion -- she literally takes on the name ground zero her first year because she's like 200% sure she's already primed to be more powerful than her parents (which is somehow supported by the quirk singularity theory). of course she's gonna be larger than life, and while her parents try to instill some humility in her by the time they see sparks of her ego catching in middle school -- its a little too late.

and then katsuki sees her bleach her hair one morning, manic panic all over the bathroom sink. the costume design comes in early in their first year. he recognizes it, its different, obvs built for a girls growing body, but the x across the chest and the harness over her shoulders makes his blood run cold. it's the little things that're driving him nuts.

and when she exclaims, "damn kimiko!" when she walks through the door one weekend, throwing her bag at the wall and stalking to her room...katsuki sees so much of himself that he's absolutely terrified. he worked so hard not to let this cycle start again in his kids, and his youngest has taken after every shitty trait he had as a kid.

[badwolfweightloss-blog]

1-26-23 Weigh in Good.

January is officially in the books. I posted the results to WW. Here are the stats:

Start 216 Week 1: -2.3 Week 2: -2.6 Week 3: -2.2 Week 4: -3.9 Total January Loss: 11 pounds

That's really impressive, considering especially the binge that was wigging me out was this past week (week 4.) I'm happy that January was a success. February has me worried. I will be at Disney world, and its really, really hard to maintain, never mind lose while on vacation. I know from multiple instances that vacations trigger me REALLY BADLY. I have never EVER come back from a vacation and continued a weight loss program successfully. So, I need to come into the last week of February with the best plan to end all plans. I don't know what that looks like. Maybe set my expectation to maintain for February? (with the idea that I lose the first three weeks of Feb?) It just feels like a terrrible plan to gain potentially 6 pounds while I'm at disney world. (The 6 that I anticipate losing.) its like that work goes out the window.

What are my other options? Stay on plan as much as possible during my work week. That's difficult, given that the lunches are provided and I'm at the mercy of the buffet. Ugh, I hate eating in front of people. That's the worst!!!! Also, I am always afraid that I won't have enough food later during vacations by myself. So, how can I handle this? Breakfast will be eggs. Maybe a piece of toast and some fruit. Stay clear of potatoes. Stay clear of bacon and meat. Maybe substitute out the eggs for a sausage or something one of the days. For lunch, eat the lunch, stay clear of cheese. Try for chickens or turkey - as close to what you normally have as possible. For dinner on Sun - its sushi. Just get a roll and the soup. That should be fine. Get some fruit and pirate booty for the room. For Monday, its Epcot - you know where you are eating. Try to stay somewhat healthy in there. No alcohol. For Tuesday its Hollywood studios. Again, you have ideas on quick service. Look it up ahead of time and try to be reasonable. At least both of those days will be walking. But I can't count on exercise to save me. I have to be reasonable with my portion sizes and meals. Next is Wed. I have no dinner plans. I was thinking of going to circus de soil and getting something at Downtown disney. This is possible - maybe look for something reasonable. Or maybe even a quick service sandwich at the hotel before I go? Not sure. That's a big question mark.

For Thurs, the hubby and kids are there. Its going to be quick service at MK. Again, this is a fairly easy thing to control. Sandwich, take away the cheese. Deserts are a big thing once the family arrives. I might say no to MK desert. Maybe stick to popcorn - see if they have airpop option, no butter. For Fri its Epcot and this is definitely going to be a challenge. Space at night - I'm not staying on plan. i am dining at one of the most incredible and expensive restaurants - I'm having my dinner. This is a lets dip into points day. I may even choose to go non-AF on this day. Something challenging here is that we do not have any reservations for lunch or breakfast, so we have to figure out what that is going to look like. I might see if we can get breakfast in our room to eat ahead of time - low cal bread, eggs should work. Then lunch, again finding something lowish points. Snacks at the showcase would be good. I have to stay clear of the alcohol, that I know that Vincent is going to be going towards. I just don't want it. I want to be AF until space. (and even then...?)

Saturday - ack. Hollywood studios, another reservation, this time at Brown Derby. I'm eating all I can eat again. Possibly another wine choice. That's going to have to be the same process as the previousd day. And lunch, maybe we will find that lunch box quick service. I think there are reasonable things there.

Sunday - last day, and arguably the hardest. Buffet! And not just any buffet - one of my favorite. Ever. Like in the world. Its at animal kingdom, and I just love it so so much. I think the key here is going to be loading up on low cal stuff and then getting small selections of the stuff I love. Which is everything. Ack. Well, this is is - this is the last meal and I would not be eating again till the airport, or something on the way to the airport.

This is not an easy thing to navigate, but all i can do it make the best choices I can. Eat at the three restaurants I want to eat at, and make somewhat healthy choices during those meals. The space one especially, I can enjoy the ambiance and eat reasonably. Brown derby - steak. Maybe a salad or soup sub for potatoes. Buffet - ugh. And that's it. Its vacation. Weight loss prayers, please. And, hey, at least we have january success!

[runthepockets]

Name: Zaire Saito

Species: Human

Occupation: Mercenary & bounty hunter

Gender: Male (whether or not he's trans is up to the player, dude spends 48% of his time thinking with his dick either way.)

Age: 26

Appearance: 5'9" biracial (half black, half Japanese) dude with black liberty spikes with hot pink tips (he abides by the old gender role which is that pink and red are the colors of hot blooded, manly men) and thick muttonchops. Built like a 90s hockey goalie (RE: BRAWNY AND WIDE). His eyes are black naturally, but the left eye is discolored blue with a dense scar running down to the side of his lip and a chipped upper canine due to a sparring incident in his youth. His attire consists of a red bandana with black flames on it that remains tyed to his forehead pretty much at all times, black fingerless gloves, a red, lightweight leather jacket, a brown undershirt, military grade black cargo pants, and thick, dark brown steel toed boots.

Fighting style: mid range fighter; specializes in Wing Chun and Kenjutsu (he has a big ass buster sword with an oni-mask charm at the end of the handle), also has lightning powers, camouflaging abilities, and a large wolf familiar named Kotetsu.

Likes: training, anything to do with miso soup or steak, naps in his own bed after long periods away from home, Drill Rap, Burning Spirits Hardcore, independently & warrior minded women, visiting the red light district of any new town he's in.

Dislikes: Taking the easy way out, being underestimated, large crowds, being told what to do, people with weak resolve, going long periods without jerking off.

Stats:

Strength: 8/10

Stamina: 7/10

Cunning: 6/10

Intelligence: 6/10

Recovery: 4/10

Speed: 5/10

Defense: 8/10

Offense: 9/10

Lore & Personality: Zaire is the product of a shrine maiden who had fallen in love with a ronin samurai on his travels. He lived a very loving and comfortable life with them in a small, working class village until a war between several surrounding countries got them both killed by enemy forces in 2016, leaving a young Zaire orphaned and without income. He took odd jobs for a while, taking up his father's sword & taking the logical extent of the battle strategies and elemental abilities his father had passed down to him to the next level of the field along with his mother's abilities as a medium to make a pact bond with a familiar of his own; Kotetsu, a large grey wolf, who communicates with Zaire through telepathy and is arguably Zaire's best friend and most trusted confidant.

As a child, Zaire was rather sensitive but always eager to learn and help others in any way he could, frequently hiding behind his mother in social settings but never hesitating to sit with the child with no friends at the lunch table during his school days, defending others from bullies, often placing the safety of others above his own (a trait he'd inherited from his mother.)

In 2030, Zaire is a sullen and stoic man with a virtually non existent social circle; though not opposed to communicating his emotions, he's pretty bad at expressing himself (a trait inherited from his father, along with years of living and wandering the countryside alone as an adolescent.) and mostly prefers to keep to himself and sort his problems out on his own, only speaking to others when absolutely necessary.

Despite this, Zaire is capable of being touched by the emotions of others. Though he believes a bit of hardship does the psyche good and has a bit of a Darwinist outlook on the world around him, he still maintains a certain level of the justice and sensitivity he had as a child, and will try in any way he can to prevent any more suffering when possible. He's very loyal to the few friends he does have, and holds a certain level of respect for rivals and enemies he considers "true warriors" (one of which enemies he's in love with; Fatima Hernandez, a Muay Thai expert and fellow bounty hunter for a rival organization.)

The majority of his free time is spent either training or sleeping, occasionally slipping out to try new meals and the company of women in new towns. Despite his womanizing ways, he's rather reserved about his sexual exploits, and values the safety and privacy of both sex workers and female companions to ever actually divulge anything he gets up to in the bedroom, preferring to just live in the moment. He is, however, a very big fan of women's breasts, and is prone to shedding a single tear of joy at a time any time he sees a well endowed women in public.

Well time to talk about my fighting game-sona.

[writing-multifandoms]

Slashers reacting to reader who can't cook

Requests ~ CLOSED

( Headcanons )

Michael Myers ~

He's not much of a cooker. So the two of you rely on easy to cook food. ( Hot dogs, ramen, etc )

Basically if you don't want to burn the house down or get food poisoning

D O O R D A S H

But whenever you order, you go and get the food. You make sure that you leave a tip and make sure that everything your ordered and paid for is there.

Last time Michael went to meet the doordash person and there was something missing, he almost fucking killed them.

Jason Voorhees ~

Makes a killer soup. Amazing for winter at the camp.

You did have to convince him not to ki the delivery person when you order from Postmates.

It can be quite tricky for the delivery person because they risk getting lost in the woods that are rigged left and right with traps.

Jason takes any food/supplies that are nonperishable from the campers he kills.

Candyman ~

He can cook but like... He doesn't eat. But obviously he isnt going to let you starve.

Takes you grocery shopping. But literally he gets the food that has amazing quality.

Grabs the 6 dollar steal from your hands and goes for the one that is 15 dollars a package.

" I know your cooking skills need a little work, my love. However, eating less quality foods will lower your standard when you cook."

Hmm, you never thought of it that way.

Brahams Heelshire ~

Let's be real.

He's going to be bratty about your cooking, or lack thereof.

Sandwiches and if he can convince you to, junk food become the norm.

The delivery guy who brings groceries notices what happens and brings " healthy " frozen food.

Sure, it's not the healthiest thing but it's sure as hell better than junk food.

Hannibal Lecter ~

OKAY NO NEED TO FEAR. YOU DATE ARGUABLY ONE OF THE BEST CHEFS IN THE WORLD.

He loves to cook for you ! He will always make food for you.

Just don't question him about the " ingredients "

Hannibal will also offer to help teach you how to cook.

The meat looks a little different when he teaches you how to pan sear it but you decide not to ask about it.

Good idea, Y/N, good idea.

Dracula ( bbc , 2020 ) ~

Okay it depends.

If he has drank your blood, you two will be fucked.

But there is also a possibility that he drank the blood of a chef during one of the many feedings of his lifetime.

Oh, and every single time you order from Uber eats, he feeds from the delivery person.

Sometimes, after he got the hang of the app, he'll order you food from your favorite restaurant.

He still feeds from the delivery person though. Does he regret it ?

No, not really lmao

Bubba Sawyer ~

He didn't even have to ask. He could tell from the billow of thick smoke that was swirling around the kitchen

Tries to get Drayton to make you something to eat whenever you are hungry if he is busy.

Bubba will often bring your your favorite snacks.

He'll try and convince those who go to the store to get your favorites.

Happy noises when you smile and start digging into your favorite foods.

Thomas Hewitt ~

You kinda don't have to worry about cooking. However, you would have a little more washing dishes since you can't cook to save your life.

Thomas might even try and convince Luda to help you learn how to cook. Or better yet, learn how to cook better.

Whenever everyone is busy with other things, Thomas might cook for you if he has the time.

Advises you to stay awake from any " meat ". Even if it is the most filing. You really don't wanna know where that meat came from.

[regrettablewritings]

I loved your Jayce headcannons! Could you do f, h, u and w for him too? xo

Oh I'm so glad! And heck yeah, I had a lotta fun writing Jayce out. It's pretty refreshing trying out new territory, so gimme gimme! 😊

F (Flirty - how do they flirt?): Jayce Talis: Piltover’s Golden Boy, its Man of Progress, co-creator of the world-changing Hextech, and, most recently, an established member of the Council. A man built for the people . . . who also isn’t necessarily the absolute best with them. Of course, he’s better at creating a public face than Viktor is, but that’s not saying much: Most of his exposure interacting with others came from the few times he, as a member of lower nobility, had to save face at an event. Or, by a more predominant comparison, when he accompanied Caitlyn to events so she wouldn’t be as bored or nervous.

What people seem to forget is that Jayce is actually an introvert, preferring to cloister himself in apartments and labs to research and explore his life’s ambitions. He’s actually not as particularly experienced with having to flirt as people presume. Especially since, well, he’s hardly ever really had to: By age 24, he was a 6’7” wall of tanned muscle, built up from years working at the family foundry. And this is without noting that boyishly good smile of his, or his adorably thick brows! In short, a lot of interested suitors and such were satisfied with him just for looking good.

It's also arguably for the best, considering that that image of the most put-together man all but evaporates the moment Jayce tries to actually, well, try and flirt.

That massive body of his becomes his downfall, appearing awkward in what was meant to be a cool lean. And that boyish smile of his? All wobbly, making his words tumble out weirder than his clumsy tongue already made them. Is it what he wants to present himself as? Probably not. But you nevertheless find it endearing, and this proves to be Jayce’s way in.

See, because Jayce feels everything intensely, he winds up trying too hard; it’s just better for both parties involved if he doesn’t try so hard. Well, at least not in the most obvious ways.

Being the helping hand he is, it comes a lot more naturally to him if he just offers to be there for you and help you out. Literally, no task is too big or too small: You need help shopping for groceries? He’s there. You want to locate an antique, jewel-encrusted soup ladle for a soiree this coming weekend? . . . You’d better be joking because even if he’s pretty sure that doesn’t exist, he’s at least going to put in the effort of hunting one down, or at least something similar. At this point, it’s not even the same as him trying to butter you up: He just genuinely wants to be of service to you, to be in your good graces, and to tell you in so many ways that you and your needs matter to him.

As a result, his supporting presence allows the both of you to grow more comfortable with one another. And soon enough, that mean lean of his doesn’t even have to exist; that smile is real and has structure, allowing his words to come out clearly. He actually stands a chance at flirting properly, be it with actual words or a wink the gods would envy the creation of.

All in all, when it comes to flirting, Jayce isn’t the Golden Boy that Piltover built him up to be: He’s more like a puppy, eager to please despite how awkward he might initially be in your eyes. It’s just plain adorable.

H (Hot - what is their favorite look on their partner?): Given that Jayce wears his Academy uniform almost exclusively well into his twenties, it’s safe to suggest that he probably shouldn’t have any say on what he does or doesn’t find appealing on his partner. Not that he really cares: While Piltover may have held little to no grand importance for much of its existence (at least in the eyes of most of Runeterra), it still has its share of different people with just as many different styles and accessories. He feels confident in saying that he’s seen it all, and he doesn’t particularly care to question most styles unless they’re just too absurd to pass up. (And given all that he has seen even in the relatively limited space of Piltover, it would take a lot to be that absurd.)

That being said, there is at least one particular thing Jayce has a soft spot for when it comes to you and what you wear: He likes seeing things symbolic of House Talis on you.

It’s just that up until the success of the Hexgates, Talis was given little to no regard. Certainly, their craftsmanship with tools and the sort were integral to the creation of Piltover. But in the current era, that still apparently amounted to little more than a fancy title and perhaps some very minor privileges like attending galas over-saturated with Piltover’s upper of the upper class.

Minor houses like that of House Talis were sprinkled in there “for diverse flavoring”; nobody said it, but everyone knew it. And while Jayce wasn’t ashamed to bear the name, one would have to admit that there often wasn’t much pride that was expected to accompany it. Talises were, in a sense, just meant to be there as a benchmark of sorts.

But Jayce wasn’t going to look a gift horse in the mouth when his creation brought a new level of honor to his house. And he wanted to share that feeling with you – if you were willing to accept it, that is. It could be something as subtle as the house colors, or as blatant as the T-shaped hammer, molded to create a ring or necklace or some other fascinator. Whatever makes you the most comfortable. Heck, if it suited your preferences, he would even fashion a pauldron bearing the Talis insignia for you! He may not get it, but far be it from him to deter you.

He wants to show you off. To envelope you in his House so that all may know that someone like you saw it as a name worth bearing. And if you intend to not only wear his name, but adopt it, then . . .

U (Unity - what would their wedding be like?): He doesn’t set out for a big, bombastic wedding. Not at first, anyway. Sure, the desire strikes him to give you everything he thinks you deserve: A towering cathedral with golden arches in the ceiling, the golden light of the sun reaching through crystalline windows to illuminate you both as you announce to an awaiting audience your declaration of eternal love and devotion to one another . . . But it does occur to him that maybe he just wants this because it reflects just how big his feelings for you are. And as sweet as that may be, it doesn’t necessarily embody the lives the both of you are bringing together in order to create one.

Despite (and even perhaps because of) his celebrity, Jayce doesn’t actually have very many ties to invite to one of the most important days of his life: His mother, Viktor, and Caitlyn are the only for certain attendees he has to bring, with Heimerdinger’s own presence depending on where their relationship stands at that point. He may invite members of the Council to attend, but that would mostly just be to save social face; he wouldn’t be hurt whatsoever if they decided not to come in the end.

As a result, the ceremony itself would be rather quiet. Very private. Even if you have it in that big cathedral he was thinking about, witnessing the event would fall only to the few people you and Jayce have invited, and the prying eyes of those who managed to sneak up to one of the windows and take a gander. It’s admittedly a little off-putting, and Jayce admittedly could’ve and should’ve hired more security. But you don’t let it bother you and ruin this magical moment for the both of you.

As for the reception . . . Well, it doesn’t really matter what the both of you intended for the afterparty to play like: The city of Piltover would take it upon themselves to expand on that initially tiny gathering. It’s not every day that their Golden Boy gets married, after all.

What was meant to be a small event, limited to a couple of hours in a day could potentially be treated like a holiday of sorts, spanning over two days. Possibly even a week if you count the fanfare leading up to the actual wedding date! You become familiar with the sight of banners dyed in House Talis’ colors, complete with inscriptions of the famous insignia and golden congratulations flying in the wind on nearly every street. Bundles of flowers decorate lamp posts and create waterfalling effects on balconies. You even swore that one day you saw a little girl carrying a doll that looked suspiciously like you.

And this is before heading back to the home you’ve established together: Gifts from ambassadors and admirers from various corners of the continent create a mountain in the foyer, ranging from all sizes and shapes. Bottles of foreign wines and sweet delights line the table, more clothing than you even know what to do with accompany cards that wish you both well. (And this is without dwelling on the aphrodisiacs that take the form of teas and vials of colorful substances . . .)

In a way, Jayce’s hopes of giving you a big wedding sort of happen. Admittedly, it’s not quite in the fashion he’d hoped, but no matter: Not everyone can boast about having a royal wedding for the price of a small ceremony.

W (Whisper - what pet names and compliments do they use?): It doesn’t matter if House Talis has been known as a lesser nobility for most of its existence: To Jayce, you’ll always be his princess. And he’ll do his best to make you feel like one, even before the success of Hextech, even if that’s predominantly limited to the best lunch dates that he can afford or accompanying you to parties where he will try his best to dance like a noble suitor trying to sweep a maiden princess off her feet.

It’s what greets you the most when you wake up in the mornings, coupled with that endearing and adoring smile of his. Or what title he assigns you when he sleepily stumbles through the door after one too many nights hanging over a crystal in the lab. It doesn’t matter where you are in life together: Nothing sets your heart a-flutter like hearing him go “Hey there, Princess” or “Thank you, princess.”

Except, of course, for when he calls you “kitten”. You’re just so small and delicate when compared to him, how could he resist calling you that? Plus, he insists that you have a tendency to purr and mewl whenever he’s, ahem, “attentive to you”. Suffice to say, “kitten” tends to come out when Jayce is in an especially playful mood.

But then, the same could also arguably go for when you’re his “lovely assistant”. Granted, this one tends to pop up less with seductive intent and more with soft playfulness than anything. It accompanies you whenever you do, well, anything for him.

You enter the lab for a visit? “Ah! There’s my lovely assistant!”

You bring him lunch while he’s working? “Thank you, my lovely assistant.”

You make him a hot cup of tea? “And how was my lovely assistant’s day?”

You let him use you as a soundboard to talk out his thoughts regarding a problem with a piece of Hextech while Viktor is for once not present? . . . Okay, mostly that’s followed by a eureka moment, followed by a deep kiss that lifts you out of your seat. Hearing him actually calling you anything in that moment isn’t a guarantee, but you certainly don’t mind it.

All in all, you’re Jayce’s multi-layered sweetheart: A fair princess, a lovely assistant and lifesaver, and a sweet and desirable kitten. You are everything he wants and more . . .

Thank you sososososososo much for your patience with this one, anon!!

[freifraufischer]

A Gymnastics Mystery: Was the 1981 World Championship Stolen?  Part 3 - A Simmering Soup of Corruption

Previously, on Katherine decides to explain a 40 year old sports/political thriller... in part 1 I introduced Maxi Gnauck and the general atmosphere of corruption around the 1979 Worlds and 1980 Olympic Games and in part 2 I took you my reader through one of the most dominating performances at a major gymnastics meet ever.

Now we reach the point in this story where I get to introduce you to, without question or debate, the most rigged major international gymnastics meet ever:  The 1981 University Games held in Bucharest, Romania.  An increasingly irradic and prestige hungry Romanian dictatorship looked at the 1980 Moscow Olympics and craved the same experience.  Except they couldn’t afford to host an Olympics so instead they secured the right to host the 1981 University Games.  This is what the WAG results look like:

The gym history blog the Medal Count goes on to describe, “On the men’s side things were even worse. There are eight events in men’s gymnastics and Romania won medals on seven of them. Five of them were gold including the AA and team competitions. Unlike their counterparts in WAG, the Romanian men’s team was by no means a gymnastics power. These results were completely out of line for a program that failed to medal in every major gymnastics competition from 1980-1987.”

The display was comical, with Nadia Comăneci receiving 10s for very obviously faulty routines and many countries were angry over the blatant theft.  China began to protest results they didn’t like by simply not showing up to the medal ceremonies (something that would repeat at the 1981 World Championships and today would result in a forfeit).  The Soviet’s had watched this competition be stolen and the Romanian/Karolyi attempts to de-legitimatize the 1980 Olympics and it became very clear that there would be retaliation.  Especially with that year’s world championship in Moscow.  The Romanians decided to keep Nadia off the worlds team knowing that she would likely be humiliated.  The American media, forever obsessed with Nadia, made her and the Romanians the victims, never once mentioning the broader circumstances (the American network ABC even aired a fluff piece about Nadia’s performance at the 1981 University Games as if it was a return to perfection).

The title of this extended piece is of course, a bit ironic, was the 1981 World Championship Stolen?  Well, yes, because you have to begin with the 12-year-old in the room.  Moscow native Olga Bicherova’s age was falsified so that she could compete and on some level that already nullifies the results of this competition.  And there is the ... eyebrow raising statistic that Romanian won zero medals at 1981 Worlds.  I will say watching the competition you don’t necessarily see obvious rigging.  The Romanian team wasn’t at their best (after all they’d peeked for the University Games some months before) and by rights they probably should have been able to get a team bronze but performances on the day let that slip away.

That left the Soviet’s one big (or rather short) problem in reasserting their domination in front of a home crowd:  Maxi Gnauck.  And now we slip into broader geopolitical topics.  While Romania was, in name at least, a socialist country, it’s dictatorship very actively wanted to assert independence from the USSR.  The Romania-Soviet gymnastics rivalry was part of showing that it was not a puppet state.  East Germany was in a very different circumstance.  The relationship of the dystopian police state to their Soviet masters is complex but it can essentially be boiled down to two things:  they were essentially still an occupied territory and while the Soviet use of military force to put down reform movements in Hungary and Czechoslovakia is more well known they had first done so in 1950s East Germany.  The second thing to understand is that communism was not born in Russia, but arguably in Germany and so in many ways the East German state embraced socialism more fervently than any other Warsaw Pact country.  If their soviet masters asked them to do something, they would.  It’s one reason East German gymnastics victories were never hailed in the west the way Romanian ones were.  One was the enemy of our enemy and the other was our enemies pet.

And now we reach the conspiracy theory:  The Soviets asked the GDR to have Maxi pull out of the team optionals floor.  That would prevent her from qualifying for the AA final and from the floor final--an event she had an Olympic medal on and which the Soviets saw as the marque event in the sport.  In return they would not interfere in her other events.  I don’t think there is a suggestion that she was promised the gold in those events finals, for one thing Gnauck wasn’t the leader going into the beam final and she only won that because American Julianne McNamara went over time.

But let’s look at these events as they played out.

This is the ITV broadcast of the 1981 World Championships Team Optionals.  The East Germans start on beam with a relatively strong rotation.  Gnauck gets a 9.8 on beam and then they move to floor.  Go to timestamp 10.26 to see Gnauck’s floor, she appears to balk on her opening tumbling pass and then pulls out of the floor.  There are a few explanations:  The official version is that she had an ankle injury (and you know you would tumbling nearly unsprung floors and landing on hard thin mats).  I’ve heard one former gymnast look at that pass and advocate that she had a real injury because she doesn’t get much of a rise.  Another theory goes that Gnauck was a veteran competitor who knew as soon as she balked the pass that she was out of the AA and simply pulled off the floor to avoid an actual injury.  This seems... a bit out of character to me.  Gymnasts are culturally indoctrinated, especially four decades ago, to finish their routines.  The broadcast focuses on the East German coaches huddling around her before moving on to show the Chinese floor rotation.  But only minutes later (13.30 in the video) the commentators note in surprise that Maxi Gnauck is sprinting down the vault runway.  At 14.57 in the video you can see the slow motion of her full twisting tsuk (one of the hardest WAG vaults of that pre-Yurchenko era).  At 21.55 in the video you can see her bars set.  The East Germans rallied back from disaster to win a bronze medal behind the Chinese.

5 of the 6 Soviet gymnasts would win individual medals at that world championship, with a sweep of the all around podium.  Come the event finals I don’t think there is much controversy over the vault or the beam results.  Despite a little creative editing by the American television network ABC to express outrage over Julianne McNamara’s beam score (in fact they reordered the entire beam final in the edit), the results rather sorted themselves.  The only result I might debate is if the great Chinese bar worker Ma Yanhong should have shared the gold rather than getting the silver with Gnauck.  They had tied for the 1979 World Championship and Ma would tie for gold with McNamara for the 1984 Olympic bars final.  I tend to think that even if Gnauck had shown up to LA, Ma would have beaten her.  The Chinese were admonished for poor sportsmanship because the protested the bars result by refusing to go to the medal ceremony.

Next time:  The afterman, and why despite this mess of intrigue and corruption I tend to think the injury was real...

[fancuries]

Nominee Spotlight: Love Sent! Motto♥Motto Precure

Love Sent! Motto♥Motto Precure is nominated for multiple awards at the 2022 Fancuries. Here’s what the creator Fennieaile @mottomottoprecure​ has to say:

Best Villain Design - Ikari’s design is basic on purpose. Some of my favorite characters in Precure have always been the “Sadboy” Teenager Villains (Kiriya, Julio, Ira, Daruizen, etc) they’re somewhat of a staple of Precure. When I first came up with Ikari, he was meant to emulate that trend without a hint of Irony. However, as Ive grown older, he’s become more like a parody of that Precure Trope. He’s meant to poke fun at the concept. He’s clumsy, stupid, impulsive, has a crippling fear of heights, and screams like a toddler. Despite that, he sees himself as a brooding, misunderstood, badass. His design reflects this in that he’s trying desperately to look cool and edgy, that he doesn’t seem to realize he looks kinda foolish. His design is NOT meant to be cool, it’s meant to align specifically with what this 14-year-old emo loser thinks is cool.

Cutest Written Cure - Yuanfen Zhao’s mannerisms are largely based on my own memories of my childhood, research into both child psychology and neurodiversity, and observations I’ve made after watching my young cousins. Yuanfen’s a sweetheart, who’s caring and generous. While this is a great strength, it is also a weakness. Yuanfen is extremely naïve and gullible. She often fails to think things through, and doesn’t understand much about the world. She’s believes there is good in everyone, despite being proved wrong time and time again. Her worldview is childish, and does little to expand past her average life. This is in contrast to the other cures on her team, particularly Momoka, who has been through a lot in the six years she has fought as a Precure. Despite Momoka’s desire to teach and protect Yuanfen, it’s arguable that Yuanfen herself ends up teaching Momoka a lot more, about love, forgiveness, and embracing one’s inner child. I added a lot of small moments to chapter one (as well as more in the upcoming chapter two) to highlight Yuanfen’s childish naïveté and general cuteness. Some of my favorites include the moment where Yuanfen tries to relate to Momoka by relating Momoka’s struggles about public speaking to her own presentations in school, saying, “whenever I need to present in school… my words mix up like alphabet soup.“ Another reoccurring mention is that of Yuanfen’s Precure Trading cards, and her desperation for the Ultra-rare Holographic Cure Cœur card that alludes her. She often fails to understand phrases, relating to money and buisiness. Unfortunately, Yuanfen also has a terrible track record when it comes to fighting, considering her weapons of choice are twigs and garden rakes. Her love for dolls and toys are brought up frequently as well, as she laments her inability to bring toys to school. Her cuteness can even be seen in her transformation, where she uses crayons to design and create her cure costume.

Chapter of the Year - Love Sent! Motto💕Motto Precure Chapter One “Sending Love your Way, A Precure is Born” was very much a passion project for me. I started it in mid-2020, but didn’t make any significant progress until 2021. It was completed and published a few months after the previous Fancuries. I took my time on it, and it ended up maxing out at almost 11,000 words and 61,000 characters. Length is obviously not a good judge of quality, but I hope that it at least shows how much love I poured into it. I truly wanted it to be as good as possible, and I can only hope it met expectations. I hope to improve even more with the next chapter, even if it takes a decade to come out. 😭 Excellence in Writing - I started my efforts in writing as quarantine started. I had tried writing in the past but my goal then was never really to improve in writing. My goal was to get fanseries chapters out at a rapid pace with minimal editing. In fact, I remember my first fanseries, which was created when I was twelve (so 2017-ish), would have new uploads every day for several days in a row. Over time, my goal changed to improving my craft as much as possible. Largely inspired by my friends, I leaped into writing without much experience to my name. My largest improvement came with the help of my beta-readers and editors, who guided me along the way. It sometimes was hard to hear their critiques at first, as I never experienced that kind of thing before. At first, I let it affect my view of myself as a writer. I stared to convince myself that I would never be a good writer. But over time, I learned to take critiques in stride. Getting critiques and edits didn’t mean I was bad writer, and it’s largely thanks to them I managed to get MMP Chapter One out. Being over 10,000 words long, it was quite an undertaking. But the sense of pride I felt upon its completion was something I never felt before. MMP chapter two has faced its own unique difficulties, as now that I’ve created a standard for myself, I feel a new pressure to meet it. I’m a perfectionist, and I rarely settle for mediocrity when it comes to my work. As of now, I’ve gone through an AP English Class as well as a Creative Writing Class to improve my skills. Since then I’ve improved a lot, and I hope that MMP Chapter 2 won’t disappoint… even if it takes me like three more drafts to create something I deem adequate.

[sparrow-orion-writes]

E and S and J and P for the alphabet soup!

!!

Cardinal Sins:

Sasithorn (Or, Thorn): She's a living shadow and the sin of Sloth. She has arguably one of the more heavy backstories that I've written, but is mostly just a support character. Quite literally, she's a whole world of emotional support. Thorn's a very gentle sin, and she operates the way her sin does, she's quite mellow and calm but also fairly jumpy and nervous.

Neon Glow:

Eli: Ari's 25-year-old little brother. He's stubborn (it's a family trait), intelligent, generally quite quick-witted and easily one of my objectively sexiest characters. He works for the council in his home-town of Sight (and is an adamant disability rights activist, as well as disabled himself) and is religious but in a "constantly questioning my faith" sort of way. He's also married, and loves his wife (Alicia) more than anything in the world.

Edward: Our resident soft boy who's secretly a bit of a badass. He's 26 and spent most of his late teenage years scavenging parts, building new technology and being generally super damn cool. He's never had any formal academic training and was essentially home school in english, with his father teaching him about technology and engineering. He's the most emotionally intelligent out of everyone in this fic, but still has his moments. Overall, I adore him. April teaches him toxicology and Edward assists him with his weird (deadly) experiments, whilst trying to stop him from causing general injury to himself and others.

Ember: Absolute rat bastard of a man. 21 years old and has a death wish. He's a skilled marksman, who spent most of his late childhood into his teenage years as a child soldier; Ari took him in to manage the main workshop that he runs. Understandably, he's a very guarded man with a lot of trauma and does his best to keep his temper under control. He gets on best with April, who is his QPP. Though not aromantic himself, he finds himself most comfortable in Platonic and sexual relationships regardless.

January: January is an android from Book 2 of Neon Glow, which is set in Poison. It's sentient, loving, and eventually joins April's QPR. One of my most black-and-white characters, though it's interesting to see it try and grasp and grapple with complex morality as it finds its way through sentience. It has a very sad and odd backstory but it does its damn best!!

Thank you for your ask!!

Send me a letter and I'll tell you about any characters I have with that letter!

[bittisaur]

Headcanons for Horrortale Papyrus!!

Bunny is incredibly paranoid and wrecked with guilt. Both him and his brother are of course, but he always held himself to the highest standards. It hurts to think that he could've done this or that differently.

Following that up, he lost a lot of motivation to create things. Puzzles, food, an amazing fan base, you name it. He was supposed to be this amazing person. Where did it all go wrong? But, he is in therapy so, slowly but surely, Bun is forgiving himself.

Bunny is actually a vegetarian. Bear doesn't understand it. Actually, he was upset when his brother first told him this. Who would restrict themselves of all those food options? But, when they sat down and talked. When Bun began sobbing about his guilt, about how every piece of gristle and fat made it feel like he was back in Hell they once called home. Bear stopped being upset. He tries his best to be supportive and eat only vegetables, but Bun knows about his jerky stash. He appreciates Bear's efforts anyway and never forces him to give up meat.

Bun eventually gets back into the swing of cooking, he hums along to tunes while making simple dishes. He loves homey dishes. And when he found out about tofu and meat replacements? Lets just say the kitchen was his home for about two weeks while he stocked the fridge with meal after meal. Bear was pretty content over it too.

He takes great pride in his appearance. His beautiful cane was carved by himself, and his braces and glasses. He certainly is one attractive skeleton, and he sure walks around like he knows it. As he should.

Bunny was the doctor of Snowdin. He's got a lot of medical experience. But it took him some time to calm himself around wounds after first resurfacing. After that he was constantly tending to anyone's needs. Bear stubbed his toe? Bun's on it. A kid scraped their knee? Band-aid's are at the ready. Wicked hangover? He made soup last night.

After the resurface, Bear and Bunny got into a lot of arguments. But, after awhile, the two had a bond closer than ever before. You'd be safer with them than, arguably, anyone else in the world.