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spaghettiandart · 3 years

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memories in three

Originally posted this on the aminos sometime during march, but decided (as of may 3 at 12 am) to post it here too! Yay spur of the moment decision! The rest of the post is from the blogs on the UT and UTAU aminos, and the story is under the cut.

author's note: this was mostly made to be part of my oc's backstory, but then i realized it could exist as a nice character development thing. the art was done on medibang paint and took 2 weeks.

characters: w. d. gaster, grillby, oc

categories: fluff, angst, friendship.

warnings: non-graphic violence, death, blood, mild language.

word count: 4092

[I] | one - the calm

The time they had was always finite. Even at the genesis of it, they knew. They'd look at eachother, a circle of three, assigned to stick together and be loyal to one another, and they knew there'd be no way they'd get along.

It was so easy to pretend, but with five months gone and passed it was getting harder to feign ignorance.

The violent crackles and pops of Grillby's flames match the rapid beating of his SOUL, colors rising to the white and lowering until it was a pathetic red in uneven jitters of anxious panic. He focused on pouring the rum into the barbarously crafted wooden mug, the familiar motions soothing his shaking hands until he felt some semblance of normality surround him.

The background quiet set him on edge, still. He could feel the flames on his shoulders worming their way through the openings on his armor, fingers immediately twitching to cast a flame ball, or reach for his sword, or pour another drink, or so something so that they weren't empty and susceptible to the whims of his ever-twisting emotions.

The tension- oh, how he hated the tension. Being silent was his favorite sport, his carefully cultivated talent, but he was a creature born and bred to exist in the midst of warm chatter and noise. He was not the type of man to be relaxed in silent, cold hate, and neither was he the type to mediate it.

Grillby picks up the three mugs by their handles, two hanging precariously from one hand, cradled to his chest, and the other already making its way to his mouth. The liquid stung at him, but not in the way human beverages did. While their concoctions were tasteless and lowered his HP by decimals, this was warm and fuzzy and the bubbly froth filled his mouth like cotton.

His team was already there. WingDings Gaster, Grand Arcane Battle Artificer of the Deltarune Legion, and Igneous No-Name, Grand Arcane Battle Mage-Scribe of the Deltarune Legion. The names were long in Human English, even longer in traditional Monster languages, but Titles had Meanings and must be Specific and Precise so as to grant Monster the Respect they Deserve. Said verbatim by his own King when he was given his title.

(Grillby No-Name, Fifth General of the Deltarune Legion, was what was inscribed on the back of the wings of his own silvery Deltarune-Symbol pendant. Every Monster soldier got one, regardless of their station and their specific designations. His own was cold enough for precipitation to collect on the metal, enchanted to withstand heat damage.)

His enchanted helmet is resting on a stack of parchment like a paperweight, turned away from the table so that its face was pointed at the wall. The silence was turned up tenfold the minute Grillby sheepishly walked into their section of the "room", and the two magic-users turned their mutual cold shoulder on him as well.

It shouldn't hurt, but Grillby had to stop himself from reeling as if he were struck by a physical hand. Oh, this wouldn't do.

They were a team, after all. Of the same Legion, of the same Fifth Division, of the same status. The silence killed him, repulsed his being down to the core because it was so very anti-him. Anti-Flame Elemental, even, because even when they were quiet the crackling of their flames were enough to communicate their feelings to another.

He only had body language to go off of the two. They may be masters at putting up facades, but he was a master of interpreting them, so the minute he sets the mugs down on the table he immediately pushed the stack of books piled in between Gaster and Igneous like a great wall crumbling to the ground, uncaring of the way the two jumped and jolted at the noise.

His SOUL pounded, filled with anxiety and slight reprieve at the sound, but he needed more. He hated speaking, he much rather would be the one spoken to, but there are little people to be found who'd like to ramble for hours on end to a stranger save for drunken heretics at the little old tavern he used to manage decades ago.

"What in the goddamn are you doing?" Igneous exclaimed, hood haphazardly slipping off her head and catching onto her big ears, holding on for dear life in a losing battle.

"I concur. What on Earth is wrong with you?" Gaster snapped the large tome he was pretending to read shut, the sudden action too surprising for him to not address.

Grillby takes the time to sip from his mug, before setting it down lightly. "... You're both acting like children when we are all adults. Talk out your problems."

Igneous glared at him with an impressive amount of venom. For someone with only two eyes to convey emotion, she knew how to convey it. "I am not talking to a child murderer."

The remaining monster in the room scowled at Igneous, and then at Grillby. "Tell the Mage that human children are the easiest and most reliable source of SOULs to harvest to bolster our ranks."

Igneous' eyes narrowed and her glare intensified. "Tell the Artificer that by killing the humans' children we'd only encourage them to attack as harder. Also tell him he's a shitbag for suggesting it in the first place."

"Tell the Mage that she's a naive twat if she thinks that war can be won with no sacrifices."

"Tell the Artificer that sacrifices of that degree are uncalled for and that he smells of elderberries."

"I do NOT smell like elderberries you-"

Grillby clapped his hands once. A burst of flame shot out from the vents on his shoulders and the palms of his hands, making the bickering pair freeze simultaneously from where they were slowly turning their heads to face each other.

"This is what I am talking about," the Swordsman looked at them both with a disappointed gaze from behind his crystalline glasses. "... Children, we are adults. You're going to apologize to each other and agree to disagree, or else I will burn one of the books you collected from the Human Mages."

Gaster slammed his hands down on the table and began to stand, expression thunderous. Igneous' eyes widened to such a degree that they threatened to pop out of her head, and she snapped her head back as if he struck her.

"Child number one, sit down. Child number two, stay quiet- I know you will say something and I will make you regret it," Grillby steepled his fingers, the effort of speaking for so long already taking the energy out of him. He heaved in a breath, the air making his flames crackle with strength. "... Child number one- it may be hard to realize this, but killing children is inarguably immoral and degenerate. Child number two- I advise you to set your pride aside, else your inability to accept the flaws of your naivety may cause you more harm than good... Now apologize, because I am becoming very annoyed at having to speak so much..."

The two stared at him as if he sprouted a second flaming head from his shoulder. Grillby lit up a single finger and held it over a stray paper on the table that escaped his rampage on their books.

Gaster was the first to break. "... ahem," he shifted uncomfortably, and stuck his nonexistent nose in the air so that he looked down at Igneous. "I suppose that I will have to concede at that. Your... interesting... worldview is something we can't quite see eye to eye on."

Grillby stared at him harder, and his shoulders slumped as he hunched over the table.

"And I apologize for my unprofessional conduct," he sighed, picking at the knicks and scratches in his hands in a nervous manner.

The Spirit Remnant stared at the- Skeleton? Shadow Creature? Wraith? Gaster never disclosed what kind of monster, exactly, he was- with clear contempt that faded away into uncomfortable and annoyed vulnerability. She rolled her shoulders, tail curling around her left ankle protectively.

"You're still a terrible creep, and I cannot deny that I would sooner pound you to dust with my bare hands than see you harm a child of any kind," she said, quietly, "but I understand that... things must be done for the greater good, sometimes. I apologize."

The air became heavy with guilt and frustration at that, but at least they weren't outright holding each other in contempt. Grillby prepared himself to speak for hopefully the last time that day.

"... Good. Adult One, Adult Two, may I present to you your rewards for acting your age," he slid over the mugs of wine to the both of them, glad that he couldn't physically let out the relieved sigh he would have released were he able to breathe at the sight of the suddenly bright expressions the two had.

Igneous casted a furtive, unsure glance at Gaster, who angled his body away from the both of them and glared at the papers beneath him. He didn't cover them from her view when she leaned over to glance at them, her brows quirking in question as she took another sip.

The mood didn't instantly change to comfortable. They didn't relax around each other, not immediately. But Grillby could feel the tension in his shoulders drift away as he watched Igneous quietly shoot the other with a question, and Gaster exchanging it with one in return.

The stress of the war was taking its toll on him, but seeing the two gratefully take small sips of his homemade rum and shyly exchange words about their respected professions made the weight on his chest lighten just a little.

| two - the storm

The battle is disorganized chaos, and he hates it. Not for the slaughter, not for the blood shed, not for the dust carried by the wind. He hates the sheer animalistic frenzy everyone on the battlefield was sent into- it's as if the second the fight began the primal instinct in their minds seemed to suddenly reveal itself, possessing their bodies and taking away their willpower to keep their hidden urges hidden.

Such was evident in the human shoving his sword into the throat of a bunny monster, rendering them to dust before the blade could slice its way out. Or a monster with a dragon's muzzle unhinging its jaw like a snake and snapping up a human mage, their spine crushed under the pressure in an instant.

Or even his own... companions, battling back to back against a frenzy of knights, swords gleaming and magic spewing around them. They were beaten down, armor covered in mud and muck, and from the minute trembling carried across their bodies it seemed as if they were ready to topple at any moment.

Gaster's fists tightened as his Special Attack blasted yet another beam of energy to render a pitiful human to ash, the conjured hands twisting in midair before flocking to his sides like a pair of dogs. He looked down from the cliff he was standing on at the clearing they were fighting in, chest heaving from exertion. He couldn't let it overtake him, not yet, but the exhaustion was close to killing him. His limbs hurt to their very core.

Igneous and Grillby were practically attached at the spine with how closed in they were. Igneous had snaked a hand around a human's neck, crushing his windpipe before resting her weight on Grillby's back and launching herself in the air.

Her conjured wings flung out from her back, and she slammed her foot into the chest of another knight, caving it in from the magically-reinforced pressure.

Despite the human bodies piling up around them, more seemed to flood the two as if recognizing them to be the heavy hitters they were. A human swung out with his sword, and Grillby caught it with his own flaming one, pushing it back. The two were neck and neck, heels dug into the ground as the gleaming blades fought against each other. The human's head shifted forward, as if they were saying something, and Grillby's flames burst into a column of blue, indignant fire.

The human took the opening his anger gave them by twisting their body and throwing their weight into Grillby's chest, pummeling him into Igneous and the ground.

Igneous flipped head over heels, wings dissipating as she lied face down. Grillby was shakily getting up, but the human struck out and suddenly there was a hole in the side of his armor, frost creeping around it.

Gaster scowled, and took a few steps back from the cliff in preparation. A voice behind him interrupted his motions.

"You meet your end, monster," a voice hissed from behind him. He tilted his head slightly, and upon seeing that it was only a mage he scoffed.

"Do tell the clouds hello," Gaster flicked the human mage away with little pressure and much disdain from one of the conjured hands, and set his jaw as he hopped onto the back of one of his hands. There was no time to be wasted with meaningless banter.

Hell would sooner freeze over than him seeing his fr- companions, his companions- Fall Down.

Smaller hands materialized around his body, hitting and punching and swatting away oncoming attackers as he rode the hand down the side of the cliff. The fingers stretched out, and he bent his knees ever so slightly.

As the end of the cliff was reached, curving into the clearing, he jumped with all his might off the hand and to the side, landing in a roll before hopping to his feet.

The hand continued on, and barrelled into the human slowly approaching Grillby with the force of a stampeding bull.

Their sword flew out of their hand and embedded into the bark of a nearby tree with a 'thunk!' and Igneous quickly picked up the slack as the hand dissipated, energy coalescing in her hands. Feathers caged the human in.

"... God... no, no," the human moaned in pain, attempting to get up on their elbows. They glared up at the three just as Grillby picked up his sword from where it lay discarded on the ground, grip trembling.

"You dirty freaks," the human weakly said, their chest heaving and breath wheezing. Perhaps that hand broke a few bones... oh well. Gaster found that he didn't much care about not knowing, this time, taking much pleasure in watching Grillby advance at the human with his own sword held aloft.

"You're not m-monologuing, right?" Igneous spoke up, her own breath wheezy. Catching the brunt of Grillby's weight must have hurt, because her entire body was trembling with poorly hidden pain. Almost unconsciously, Gaster shifted his body so that he was in front of her. Her body was trembling in shock and indignation, eyes wide and animalistic as they focused on the human. She looked ready to pounce. "Goddamnit... what are you waiting for, Grillbz? Just end them already!"

The human ignored her, slowly getting on their knees. Their fists clenched. "Y-you... you won't win this war. Kill me, but my brothers and sisters will avenge me! Our mages, our knights, our horses, our citizens- they'll all fight, all against you monsters!"

"Please kill them," Igneous practically begged Grillby, her wispy 'hair' flickering piteously. "They’re not useful. They’re not- just- kill them, please.”

"No, wait," Gaster found himself muttering, suddenly. Igneous snapped her head in his direction, eyes wide- and he almost flinched back at the desperation in her eyes. What did that human say? "I want to see what he'll do."

Grillby was examining the human curiously. His masked head tilted this way and that, his hands exchanging the swords as he stood in front of the human, looking down at it. Music, unidentifiable in genre, played in the distance.

The human looked up at him, glaring through the slits of their helmet. "You know... you know this. And... y-you know what I said before... I w-was right. Kill me, but you'll have to live with that... and that's enough for me to die happy."

There was silence. The two stared at each other, carefully.

"Well?" The human barked. "You're not going to end it? Take me prisoner, then! Flaunt me around! I still won't-!"

Their head was on the ground in a SOULbeat. Gaster and Igneous took a simultaneous step back as blood stained the grass underneath the human, the armored Flame Elemental examining the corpse before kicking it on its side, stomping back to them.

"... Wasn't going to let their dying words be them telling me what to do," he muttered once he reached them.

Igneous' shoulders seemed to drop suddenly, and she looked around them. Corpses, bodies, dust- they were all strewn about the battlefield haphazardly. There was no art behind them. No grand imagination from the divines above.

Just the reeking scent of death lingering over them all.

She took this in, much like Gaster was, and then looked at him. She had no mouth to smile with, but her eyes crinkled ever so slightly at the edges.

"You saved our skins back there," she said, voice still quavering from the quiet horror carried within it, and reached out a hand to him. Gaster hesitated, but let it land on his shoulder. The tall monster gripped it firmly, resting her weight on it. "I won't forget this, you know."

"You can start bothering me about it tomorrow," Gaster said, feeling a bit lightheaded.

Igneous shook her head at that, and gave it a few pats before moving away and CHECKing herself, digging around her small inventory for food. "I don't mean it like that. I mean- yes, I am absolutely going to tease you about this for the next month, but... you... you really do..."

Grillby sheathed his sword suddenly, and looked up at the cliff from where he rode down from. There was a quiet surrounding them. "... care about us."

Gaster shifted from foot to foot. He was no child. He was an adult, for God's sake. Why did he feel so... embarrassed, all of a sudden?

A cheer rose up in a crescendo of voices from beyond the cliff just as the sun made its way to the top of Mt Ebott and began to hide behind it. The battlefield was painted in a swath of gold and pink, and suddenly he wasn't so much focused on the chaos of it all as he was on the way the colors seemed to highlight the edges and curves of the two in front of him, how it made them all the more... real.

Gaster stepped closer to the two. "The humans have retreated. We should be... getting back, now."

It was Grillby who set a hand on his shoulder this time, his face pointedly looking away and at the sunset. "... five minutes."

"Ten," Igneous chimed in, brushing his arm with her own.

The trio stood there throughout the sunset and into the night, and Gaster woke the next morning with his friends resting on either shoulder, the dewy grass fresh underneath him and the battle feeling as if it took place years ago instead of the evidence of it being right behind him.

He watched the rising sun and smiled. There's the peace he was waiting for.

| three - the pieces

The last time Igneous woke up from her Hibernation Pack, it was to a boss monster with kind eyes looming over her.

She panicked, at first. Scrambled back, and then turned to alert the Spirit Remnants that she was resting with that there was an intruder in their den.

All that she was met with was piles upon piles of dust.

"I was able to stop him from hurting you, too," he had rumbled from behind her, " but I'm afraid that I was too late for your companions."

She turned back around, eyes wide with outrage.

He held a paw out towards her, offering comfort. It was stained with the humans blood.

She took it, and pulled him close, demanding that he give her a way to get revenge. His paw clenched involuntarily from surprise, and his dark claws nicked her ethereal skin.

Her essence joined the human's blood, and in the budding tears in her eyes an agreement was formed.

Centuries later, Igneous wakes up in a comfortable, warm bed inside a comfortable, warm home underneath the large mountain that she fought for her life on.

The nightmares were long gone, and memories were reserved for the day to sort through. All that was left for her dreams was darkness and static and white, mutilated hands reaching out for her with holes dug deep into their palms.

She never remembered them, and woke up each morning with the sense of loss lingering heavily in her chest.

In the room over, the sounds of chatter and the dinging of a bell signifying the front door opening and closing began to grow louder and more frequent. Igneous was frozen in the hallway connecting her and Grillby's bedrooms, curled up in a small armchair haphazardly placed there five years, seven months, and six days ago when the two were refurbishing the building and couldn't decide in which room to put it. They decided to share instead, setting it outside and in between their rooms.

She pulled her knees up to her chest, the chattering growing louder in her ears. Soon she'd have to step out and start taking their orders, but breakfast doesn't officially start in another… ten minutes, or so.

She can take her time.

The swaying pendulum hanging on the wall across from her demanded all her attention, grabbed her by the shoulders and looked her in the eyes and reflected her past to her. Her stomach flipped with each sway of the object, hands traveling from her knees to her ankles and gripping them tightly.

It's been centuries. But that loss… was it only from the monsters dusted? Was it only from what that human revealed to Grillby and to her during that fateful fight? Or was it from that missing piece, the hole that separated both her and her friend, the dust-ridden and empty guest bedroom untouched that rested at the end of the hall?

Her fingers clenched tighter, digging holes into her pants that would be covered up by her boots later.

Was it the unfortunate fates of her pack? The piles of dust she woke up sleeping on, almost ready to join them before Asgore interrupted their murderer?

Was it what the human said? The quiet words, so low but loud enough at the same time to be heard from miles away, repeating in her ears? The truth, maybe even the sneer in their voice when they spoke, "Don't worry. We didn't dust all of our prisoners… but you will never find them."

Or the missing piece? The unknown factor that frustrated and scared her to no end, the pounding in her ears whenever she looked at the words unscripted on that silvery pendulum swinging back and forth and back and forth in a maddening rhythm from where it hung on the wall?

Her claws dug deeper, caught onto fabric, pulled. The seams of her pants ripped at the ankle, and her flickering, pseudo-fiery essence darted out in quick licks at the air.

The words stayed in her mind whenever she looked at it, dissapeared when she looked away, reappeared with all the context behind them when she looked back.

Every morning was the same routine. The same, desperate staring at the Deltarune-symbol pendant hanging from the wall. The same hope that she'll remember the name after she looks away.

The dread of not knowing if she'll remember to do it tomorrow.

She reread the name for the four hundred and thirty fifth time, desperately imprinting it on her mind. Grillby had long stopped even glancing at the thing decades ago. She won't forget.

She looks away.

"Shit, I'm going to be late," Igneous muttered, staring at the clock instead. She stood from the chair, confused and wobbly in the knees. "I could've sworn I was just sitting for a few seconds…"

She hurried off down the hall, pulling on her boots as she walked through the Fire Exit.

The pendulum swung on the wall, shaking as the door slammed closed, its name forgotten.

Wing Dings Gaster

Grand Arcane Battle Artificer

Deltarune Legion

Division V

#my art #grillby #gaster #oc #fluff #angst #friendship #my writing #fanfic #undertale #story #tw violence

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watchathon · 3 years

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Kamen Rider Build, Episode 1: These Guys Are A Best Match

In case you’re finding this post just by browsing the tags I’ve used, this is the Watchathon, a blog where I’m hoping to watch an episode of a TV show every weekday, with a blog post where I write down my thoughts afterwards.

And now that the introductions are over with, here’s my thoughts on Episode 1 of Kamen Rider Build:

The great thing about finally doing tokusatsu is, I don’t have to get these screenshots from Google Images. Also, return of image captions, yay!

One thing that strikes me about this episode as I rewatch it, is how much it sets up Build to be an homage to classic Kamen Rider. You’ve got the protagonist, experimented on by an evil organization and using the powers it gave him so he can fight back against them. Among his supporting cast is a nice middle-aged man who supports him in his adventures as a Kamen Rider. And the icing on the cake, his finishing move is a Rider Kick.

But even just right off the bat, there’s stuff that makes this version unique. We end the episode with our main hero becoming a fugitive. And then there’s the characterization of said main hero. As he will later describe himself, Sento is a “narcissistic, egotistical, and righteous superhero.” He’s much more arrogant than Showa-era Riders tended to be, or even any of the Heisei-era Riders I’ve seen.

Plus, there’s a mystery going on. This is a serialized show, where you really couldn’t just watch a single episode and get a whole story. Not to say that it’s inherently better to have serialized stories, but it’s not common for tokusatsu. And, spoilers, it works big time for Build.

If it somehow isn’t clear yet, I loved watching this, and I can’t wait to watch the next episode tomorrow.

...And one last thing, the very title of this episode is the first of many instances of shipping fuel for Sento x Banjou. I mean, c’mon, “These Guys Are A Best Match”? They knew what they were doing.

#TV #Kamen Rider #Kamen Rider Build #they knew what they were doing

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inazumafocus · 6 years

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Kogure Yuuya analysis

Hello dearies and welcome back to the only serious part of my blog: the analysis YAY!

Today we will dive into another misunderstood minor character of Inazuma Eleven: Kogure Yuuya requested by @ygreczed (hopre this is what you were looking fooor hng)

First thing first: we all have to be more understanding of ages. I know it can be quite hard, but we really have to take a step back and ask ourselves “do I really have to attack a twelve years old boy for acting childish?” because, lets face it, we reeeeally tend to forget how being kids was as we grow old and we end up being like those strict adults from which we felt so misunderstood back in the days. By saying this I obviously don’t mean that everything has to be forgiven and that kids should be kids, lash out and behave as spoiled brats, but that everything should be considered and analyzed in its own context. Now, let’s go!

We first meet Kogure during the Aliea arch when Raimon goes to talk with Team Manyuuji. He’s always doing boring chores and errands instead of playing like he wishes he could.

From his point of view, that is the one of a child, everything’s done to him as a spite, it means that his teammates don’t like him, and he doesn’t stop to question a possible motif behind everything. Exactly like when a kid is punished by their parents for something they did. I, having younger siblings, have seen first hand that children don’t stop to reflect, if you punish them then you’re mean. And that is why communication is so important! Kogure’s team, as many parents do, acts without explaining, with the best of intentions, of course, since they care for him, but doing so they prevent him from understanding exactly where and what he did wrong.

He just goes on thinking they all hate him for some unknown reason, so they’re mean and what do kids to someone who’s mean to them?

Pranks.

Later on, it’s explained to us that he suffered greatly as a small child, being abandoned by his mother during a trip and this enlighten us even more on why he is so much more prone to see others as malicious than any other kid. His trust has been severely damaged by the one who should’ve been the closest to him, so obviously, if he she betrayed him, why shouldn’t everybody else?

Aki: "but why does he find so hard to trust others?" Captain: "apparently, Kogure was betrayed by his parents when he was young. after that he lost his ability to trust anyone"

Things begins to change when Otonashi arrives and does what his team should’ve done ages before: confronts him heads on, no filter, but also with kindness. Because sure, what he was doing wasn’t right and had to be stopped but he was also a scared, lonely kid who needed to feel the warmth of another’s sympathy. (You can understand a situation, disagree with how someone’s acting and still try to have tact towards them to get them to change their curse of action, remember that folks)

Haruna: "that doesn't give you a right to do this. everyone's making you do all of that because they care about you! They're putting you through training again because they want you to become even stronger!”

And she doesn’t stop there, she says what Kogure was probably waiting for since forever:

“I believe in you”

Just look at how surprised he is

By putting her trust in him she demonstrates to that lost boy, and to everybody else, that he is human, not only a mean prankster, he is a kid and as such he deserves to be relied on and pushed forward to improvement of his self.

And not surprisingly at all, it works! Sure, he still does pranks to basically everyone but those are no longer a mean to an end, a tool to get back at people for being mean, they’re just regular annoying pranks and he’s scolded for them

(except that one time to Someoka, there he did it because he once again didn’t understand that Some was trying to give him an advice. Poor Someoka).

With Raimon he begins to feel part of something. The whole team compliments him on their first match together and he couldn’t be happier! Look at him being a child who has received praise for the first time in his life, look at him.

Slowly they become his family, he cares for them and wants to help as he can even when he doesn’t have a direct connection as shown in the fight against the Dark Emperors

and he is even able to create a combined hissatsu with tsunami and Touko!

His learning trip continues during the FFI arch where we can see him growing a special bond with Kurimatsu and Kabeyama, hanging out with them most of the times,

but also how willing and determined he is to help Tachimukai out.

Sure, he was the one to put our dear first year keeper in such an uncomfortable position, but what he said to him wasn’t exactly wrong. It was rude, of course and he was scolded, but somehow it was the right thing to say to make Tachimukai want to challenge himself.

We can also see how quicker he is to understand his mistakes, even if he’s still learning to behave.

And in the end, he’s so happy when Tachi actually pulls off his own new hissatsu!

He’s also a very good player. His stamina is remarkable as shown in the second season

and during the match against Argentina he was one of they key that brought Inazuma Japan to break that impenetrable defense, so kudos to him for not giving in!

Fuyuka: "don't tell me you're giving up already!"

Fuyuka: "so what? no matter what happens, you never give up, isn't that Inazuma Japan's soccer?! [...] you've got to stand up once more!”

More kudos to Level5 for showing us not only his confident prankster side but also the child that needs someone to teach him and that just wants to have fun with the only family he has: his friends.

He has still much to learn but his achievements were rewarded by gaining the title of Captain once he went back home to Manyuuji. Imagine how happy and proud must have been that once lonely, wary child. And it gets better! In Inazuma Eleven GO ep 21 we are shown a grownup Kogure. He’s more mature,

works for a top-class company (as stated by Kidou)

and most importantly: he shows with WORDS how much he cares for his new team, for his friends!

I hope this was of some help to you all and I will see you in the next analysis

#kogure yuuya #inazuma eleven #inazuma eleve go #inazuma eleven ares #character analysis #inazuma japan

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homosexualcolombus · 3 years

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astrology through a capricorn's lens

before anyone asks, yes that title is clickbait. desperate times do call for desperate measures. my engagements flatlining effectively after posting my last blog probably classifies as a desperate time. yes, i did promise a more serious piece for my loyal readers but as you may (or may not) know, the dumb bitch gene has NOT skipped my generation which is the reason why i have accidentally formatted my sd card. what about having a backup, you ask? do i look like a noob to you? does that answer your question?

anyway,

this isn't a dig against anyone who believes in astrology, but i think it's complete horseshit. but that doesn't mean i don't worship at the foot of its temple for the sheer ingenuity behind it. let me explain:

astrology, in a nutshell, panders to us through our inherently narcissistic nature by validating vague general aspects of our personalities.

take me for example: i'm a capricorn. that doesn't mean shit to me until you relate that to the fact that as a person, i tend to overwork myself towards the goal of being an achiever. in theory, it read me pretty well... until i factor in the psychology of the fact that i'm a middle child (take that how you will but it is what it is). any person worth their salt when it comes to astrology knows that capricorns = overachievers, because that's just their established pigeonhole, the same way each sign has its own.

couple that with the fact that astrology has elements which allow for it to overlap and cross over each other and you have yourself a sizeable number of possibilities that guarantees seemingly accurate readings more than most of the timeㅡ and by "elements" i mean these things called moon, sun, ascendant, etc. what this means is that you can take these generalizations for each sign, combine it according to these elements and you have yourself at least one guaranteed personality match for any given set of people.

by demonstration, if someone's a:

capricorn sun - workaholic

pisces moon - emotional

aries rising - self-centered

so they're basically a self-centered, workaholic, emotional wreck.

sound like someone you know? of fucking course. it's annalise keating (lmao i'm kidding... not).

they say a broken clock is right twice a day, and that's a given fact. now give that same clock a hundred more hands and it's sure to tell you the correct time of day every single time. that's astrology.

another aspect of astrology which really begs for respect is in the fact that it's rooted in the mystical fanaticism of the stars. not only is it a surefire way to attract the hippies, but it also makes it that much more interesting. i don't know about you but i feel like this gives it a leg up over the other beliefs that currently exist. would you rather believe in the cosmos or some long-haired hippie deity that has multiple personality disorder? hmm the answer sure seems clear to me.

a direct effect of this aspect however, is that it makes astrology seem much less demanding, which isn't neccessarily a bad thing. i mean, let's be real, what commandments do the stars actually have for us? it's a space rock for fucks sake. if you're the type of person who looks up their horoscope regularly, you'd notice that it's actually formulaic, vague prophecies that, if you look in the right place, throws in your lucky color and number for the day and/or week. you don't exactly have to trudge through a whole brick of a book with tiny-ass letters and hope to whoever's watching that by some miracle their message hopefully shines into your mind. it's like the gospel but on fortune cookies, except the cookie is most probably a newspaper. but that doesn't make it any less convenient, which is exactly what people nowadays look for: something that cuts through the bullshit and straight to the point. perks of having an entire belief based on inanimate objects, dare i say? (yay space paganism!)

now if you're at this point and you're wondering: "would it do me good to unsubscribe to this school of thought?", i'm gonna tell you straight up not to. because:

a. like any religion, astrology was born out of people's inherent need to believe in something bigger than themselves to help them feel less out of their depth in this massive fucken world and;

b. i'm a hypocrite who has co-star installed on their phone so nothing i've said above holds any weight whatsoever.

i'm not trying to police anyone's belief here.

anything is possible within the realm of possibility. i mean who knows, maybe god indeed is a woman... and her name? zenaida seva.

#blogs #blog post #nonsensical rambling

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nutedrawsstuff · 4 years

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Yay~ I'm sure I will💞 Thank you for the recommendations, I've saved the titles for future reading 😆💖 Some of my favourites are Narnia, the kingkiller chronicles, chaos walking, the travelling cat chronicles, Maze runner, books by Michael Ende + fairy tales❣️haha I could also talk about Myeon forever, and I agree with what you said! I also love his patience and how pure and kind he is💕 What hairstyle/colour do you think suits him best? and I'm curious about your url!💗 So are you, and me too~

I forgot to ask you what's your fave colour in the last ask!!

And I figured our time zones also kinda match I guess??? So can I ask you where are you from?

I FORGOT ABOUT NARNIA AND THE MAZE RUNNER!!! Absolute gold, if you ask me!

Yes he is indeed very patient, I love that he's so caring and he always manages to have everything under control.... even tho sometimes he tends to bear the weight of some situations all by himself , so I hope he stops doing that and accepts support from people who care about him.

I am indeed very weak for pinkmyeon ( told you I love pink ) and his grey hairstyle, but also THE PERM,,, superior look! In general I prefer him either with the colour I just wrote or with brownish/ dark hair,,, I think it suits him best. What about you?

About my url... well the nickname "nute" comes from nutella but it's a very long story linked to my twitter friends ahahahah

Anyway this was going to be my art account so I called it nute draws stuff,,,, my actual main blog still exists but idk why it got "invisible"in the searches so I mainly use this one now

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unorthodoxsavvy · 7 years

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Taggity-Tagged

Hey, so I was tagged by @look-alive-sunshine, also known as the person on here with the best url, also known as Robin, to do a generic ask post, no theme or anything, one of those, yeah, and, um, I’m going to do it.... yeah....

Name: Savanna

Nicknames: Savvy, Savvy the Savage, Lesbian Tree Bitch (@fandomoniumpandemonium ;)

Gender: Bitch

Zodiac: Li-bruh

Height: 5″ 1′

Sexuality: Bisexual Bitch

Hogwarts House: no get out I like labels but not these ones

Favorite Animal(s): Fuckin’ Butterflies m8 (and also cownose stingrays but yeah)

Average Hours of Sleep: Like 8-10

Current Time: 11:57pm but my thoughts are more 3am

Cats or Dogs: bOrk

Number of Blankets Slept With: 1, and one at the foot of my bed as like decoration

Dream Trip: New Orleans

Blog Made: November 2015 (a month after the worse decision of my life KIDDING BOYF I LOVE YOU)

Followers: 558 last I looked

Reason I Joined Tumblr: To talk to someone I met irl who I never spoke to ever on here and kind of don’t regret at all

URL Reason: It’s gonna be my YouTube channel bitches

But like also it’s from that “pick a word to describe yourself” assignment and obv. my nickname from one of my favorite books (at all my followers if you’ve never read Savvy what are you doing with your life)

Last Name You Heard That Wasn’t Yours: WHAT IS UP MY CRAN CREW??!! IT’S ETHAN FROM CRANK GAME PLAYS AND TODAY wait what do you mean that’s not all one name

First Nightmare: Okay so this is weird... I was like in a world of blue, a blue field that never ended with a blue house and a blue moon (heh) in a blue sky, and I was always outrunning these criminals, and like I would have to hide on whatever side of the house they weren’t on, and sometimes they would chase me and I would loose them, and sometimes I could go on the roof, I don’t really remember ever going inside, it was just around and around and around and around the house.

Last Song You Looped: Heathens cover by Boston Manor

Do You Put Stickers On Your Laptop Or No: Yeah but I’m cheap so they’re super hero stickers from like Rite Aid and that I’ve gotten at the Doctor’s Office.

Fav Plant: A Quaking Aspen fun fact I wanted one really bad so for Christmas my mom got me one and we planted it and then no one cared for it so its probably dead now anyway

Candy Corn: Yay or Nay: NAY

Weirdest Picture Saved To Your Device: uhhhhh the one that came to mind instantly was from my phone and it’s my boyfriend in a cat head while his cousin makes a face in the background (maybe I’ll add it to this post, you never know)

Fav Blanket: I got a pretty sweet Deadpool blanket I bought with a matching bag and a fake banana on sale waiting in line to meet my favorite actor

ALL RIGHT SO THAT’S ALL FOR MY SH!T ANSWERS AND NOW IT’S TIME TO TAGGITY-TAG PEOPLE you’re literally all going to hate me after this aren’t you

Well I guess I should tag Emory since I dragged our relationship so there you go @ancient-hero consider yourself tagged, and also I’d like to tag @fandomoniumpandemonium because she decided to Officially Title Me lesbian tree bitch which I originally said as a joke but like true also I’ve been talking to her more lately and it’s been 10/10, also I’ll tag @wishes-and-stars cause like you just followed me so idk you like hey tell me about yourself but if you don’t want to ruin your amazing blog aesthetic with this no worries and @wolvesofash cause you’re a pretty swell blog and @be-ghostly because you’ve been all over my dash lately and it’s nice to see you there, and @definitelynotronnie and @justaweirdowithspooks to throw in the dynamic duo of Anti Icons, and last but not least let’s do @b-l-o-g-s, because why not congrats its your unlucky day.

In all seriousness though guys no pressure to do this at all just have a nice day

#please don't title it taggity-tagged #also sorry if any of this sounds sarcastic my answers are but tagging is not

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milkymilk101 · 7 years

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Title: Fallen Stars

Chapters 3.5

Summary: A star has fallen! After missing the chance 14 years ago the likelihood to capture it has finally came around again! But how will this story end? In a bloody disaster? Or in a sweet romance? What will happen to the star! What will happen to your story when both your paths are intertwined? There’s so much more to this mystery!

Warning: May contain blood, death, swearing, killing & violence

Chapters: 1 2 3

Note: Some ideas and concepts are inspired by the movie “Star Dust” I recommend watching it to get a brief idea of the Au, but everything is not going to be the same.

*Gif belongs to the respective owner.

“Lyra! Phoenix! A star! A star has just fallen! Quick we need to do the location spell.” Carra rushed through the doors running over to here sisters, who were looking at the different potions on the dusty black shelf.

“Where’s the amethyst stone!” Settling down the oddly crystallize bottles, they scattered urgently looking for the arrowhead shaped stone.

“Right here you idiots!” Phoenix yelled from the other side on their room, rushing in direction of the round table.

“Quickly” Phoenix laid out the map and settled the crystal into the center. The three sisters closed their eyes joining their hands together chanting their ancient magical words. All at once bringing their right hand over the map and crystal on the table. The amethyst crystal with the clear orb in the middle slightly shook before it began to move slowly to the names of villages within Windlesin. The three sisters watched in anticipation until it unexpectedly stopped on the destined village.

“Kyoui”

“What a peculiar little village.” Phoenix looked over the map once again absorbing the area around the village.

“Mark the one who’s is fitting for this hunt” A spark from the clear orb sprung out to the three sisters’ hand. The palm of Carra’s hand began to burn, marking the one who is the most suited. She flinched grasping her wrist while she watched in amusement as the symbol formed on her palm. “Oh how wonderful that our little star has fallen. It’s been too long sisters.”

“Well yeah after Lyra lost the other one. She even had Uva, Shine, Naz, and Lacy all killed like 14 years? 7 centuries ago? Ugh, it’s been too long since a star has fallen. I’m starting to not remember how long it has been since the previous one has fell from the heavens.”

“It wasn’t my fault, besides less to share now and I remember that star dying.”

“Shhh” Carra tossed the map off the table and placed her right palm with the symbol on of top it. This method scorched a mark onto the wooden surface, notifying the amount of time they will have to know when the fallen star will be at its brightest still.

“The triple moon symbol.”

“Which means that since today is the full moon I only have about 3 weeks until the 2nd crescent will match the mark.” The symbol slowly burned itself off the table leaving the smooth surface it was. The mark that once originally on Carra was now replaced by the first triple moon symbol. The full moon in the center of her right palm. Carra turned towards Lyra wickedly smiling.

“Lyra be a saint and fetch me the clear quartz dagger.”

“A pure crystal for a star’s pure heart” Lyra placed her hands above her heart displaying the most precious part of the star.

“Oh, sister. It’ll hurt them a little less too Hehehahaaha”

“That light.” He stopped cleaning the knife, watching the light running across the dark sky.

“A falling star! Ouuhh~ how interesting!” The younger one went to the window watching the line of light reaching it’s final impact and then shooting a bright beam straight up as if it was calling for attention.

“NoOo, everyone will be out for it’s heart now and I don't want to be stuck of the middle of it. Let’s just enjoy our life as it is now okay?” Henry turned away from his younger brother and began cleaning his weapon again.

“Awww come on Henry. A star doesn’t fall every night ya know! Who knows when the next one will fall! Besides! The clan is asleep hehe. It’ll be easier too, since we’re the only ones who knows about the star falling.” The younger one tugged at the older one’s sleeve.

“I think we’ve lived long enough to stop preying and waiting on helpless stars.” The emotionless response caused the younger brother to throw a mini tantrum spitting unlawful threats.

“WE ARE GETTING THAT STAR AND IF I HAVE TO KILL YOU THEN SO BE IT.” PD Twirled his dagger in his hands before he gripped it, indicating to his older brother how serious he meant by his words.

“uH ? Calm your tits PD it’s not that serious.”

“If it’s not that serious then it shouldn’t be a problem to hunt a little o’l silly star. Why does it matter if people are also searching for the star now too? It’ll be boring if it was just us! The more to kill makes it more fun~” PD Threw his dagger at the closet door. Marks from previous throws engraved into the wood.

*sigh* “I’m not doing all the work then.” Henry leaned himself against the sink. All his life all he has known was his clan. A normal simple life without the weapons; without the orders and secret missions; without the killing only seemed like a distance unrealistic dream. Nothing has been easy. Parents dead and older brother leaving. PD is too mentally damaged for Henry to consider him a ordinary kid.

“Oh~ Yay~ hehe, how fun!~ ” PD spun around in excitement. Star hunting. No sort of rules. Kill or be killed.

A/N: Well this is short... LIKE I SAID It’s technically chapter 3. Idk but these characters are important. I feel like if I spoil you all too much with posting, I’ll have no more ideas to write and my blog would die lmao. I’m kinda stressed b/c school rn. It’s only the 4th week and everything is crazy. I’m slacking on reading for 2 of my classes, but my professors are chill, I’m only worried for when it comes to testing ahhh. Also I want to get HS OT11 done so I’ll be able to edit them and maybe start on another au around the same time?? Like idk if you noticed but I like to introduce characters or put reference that will lead to the next AU lmao (spoiler) and HEy! since I posted this, it means Character info data will be released as well! Until next time this has been Milky °˖✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧˖°

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ryukoishida · 7 years

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Gundam IBO Fic: In which Yamagi is sick and Shino visits him.

Title: Shot on Goal Author: ryukoishida Fandom: Mobile Suit Gundam: Iron-Blooded Orphans Genre: Fluff Rating: PG Character(s)/Pairing(s): Norba Shino/Yamagi Gilmerton (ShinoYama); also features Ride, Biscuit, Eugene, Mikazuki, Akihiro Prompt: When Yamagi is sick with the flu. [Modern high school AU] Commission for: Client doesn’t want to be tagged, but they’re gracious enough to let me post it on this blog, so yay!

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From the same AU:

i. Modern Love Affair

“Is Orga going to be okay? He’s been sick for three days already…”

In the men’s change room, someone is asking the vice-captain of Tekkadan High School’s ice hockey team, a junior with a small, lean stature but a speedy and aggressive play style that has all other top-tier teams shiver with fear just from hearing his name: Mikazuki Augus.

“Calm down, Eugene,” he’s saying now as he unlaces his skates in an unhurried pace, his voice drawling in his usual calm manner that always makes his teammates wonder whether the young man ever worries about anything, “I visited him yesterday; he’s getting better already. Biscuit forced him to rest for another day just to make sure he fully recovers.”

“I’m just worried about our next match against Gjallarhorn,” Eugene Sevenstark states, brows dipped in worry as he mercilessly stuffs his jersey into his duffle bag. “It’s coming up this weekend and he’s been missing practice for the last few days. We’ve been playing in the same hockey club since we were thirteen, and I’ve never seen him miss more than a day of practice. Remember that time when he had that high fever two years ago?”

“He was fiercer and more reckless than usual,” Akihiro Altland, a brawny forward whose prowess and animalistic instinct are almost as frightfully acclaimed as Mikazuki’s brutal nature on the ice, recalls that particular match with a thoughtful murmur, “but we did win against the Brewers — 5 to 2, I believe?”

“Yeah, and then he passed out right after and had to be sent to the hospital for an IV drip,” Biscuit Griffon, the team’s dependable goaltender and clever tactician, shakes his head with a helpless expression – a mix of fondness and frustration for his idiotic friend and captain. “He just doesn’t know when to stop unless someone’s there to physically restrain him.”

They can all agree on their captain’s obstinate and passionate nature, at least. There’s no stopping Orga Itsuka once they see the blazing flames in those determined golden eyes; that’s also the reason why the entire team has entrusted the ambition and goal of winning this year’s National Inter-High Hockey Championships on him.

“You’re strangely quiet, Shino,” Biscuit observes from his place on the bench, his attention focused on the young man who has frozen in place by his locker, eyes glazed and head deep in his own thought, in the midst of packing up his own articles as they prepare to leave for the day. “What’s wrong?”

When Tekkadan’s right-winger, who’s known for his eccentric style on-ice as well as his gregarious personality off-ice, doesn’t reply, Biscuit sighs and tries again, this time a little louder, “Oi, earth to Shino!”

“Huh?” Norba Shino drops the towel he’s been holding at the call of his name, and he looks a little sheepish when he turns to see Biscuit giving him a perplexed glance. “W-what’s up?”

“You seem pretty out of it — during practice, too, you’ve missed far too many easy passes today,” Biscuit says, choosing his words carefully in case he steps on a sensitive topic that Shino may not feel comfortable enough to talk to him about, though he has a sense that it has to do with the library monitor Shino has let slip a few weeks ago. He had been blushing: Norba Shino, who has no awareness of shame when it comes to embarrassing topics common for their age like relationship and sex, was genuinely blushing when he accidentally blurted out to Eugene about the cute library monitor who almost killed him with a stack of hard-cover books — unintentionally, of course.

Biscuit had been watching the entire exchange, but had said nothing then.

“Was it really that bad?” Shino chuckles uneasily, a hand rubbing the back of his neck.

“If Orga had been here today, he would have yelled at you and gotten you to do extra shooting drills after practice. So, do you want to tell me what’s going on? I may not be able to help, but I’m always here to lend an ear.”

“Thanks, Biscuit,” Shino slaps his teammate’s shoulder lightly with a small grin, and then his face crumbles once again into that uncharacteristic distracted expression seldom seen on the confident young man. “The thing is… You know how this wave of flu has already affected so many people at school?”

He pauses again, uncertain of how to resume, and Biscuit nods encouragingly for him to continue. The flu season always arrives at this time every year, and some students are more resistant to the virus than others; however, this year’s virus seems especially vicious, since it’s strong enough even to defeat the great Orga Itsuka himself who boasts of never falling sick for more than two days.

“There’s someone…” Shino starts again, lowering his head as he tries to concentrate on putting the rest of his personal items into his bag, “…he hasn’t shown up at school for the last couple of days, and I’m worried… I mean, it’s probably nothing, right? People take days off school all the time! And it’s none of my business, obviously, because we’re not that close or anything—”

“Why don’t you go visit him and see for yourself?” Biscuit smoothly interrupts Shino’s rambling monologue and suggests.

“That’s a bit too forward,” Shino’s eyes flicker, and then he looks over at the goaltender hesitantly, “don’t you think?”

“The Norba Shino I know would take any opportunity — even the stupidest, most risky ones — to try for a goal,” Biscuit says, a hand on the forward’s shoulder a comfortable weight.

There’s a brief moment during which Biscuit can almost see the gears in Shino’s head turning furiously until the light in his eyes returns to its usual optimistic glimmer.

“You’re right! Thanks, man!” Shino flashes him his signature grin and quickly finishes packing the rest of his belongings before he shoots out of the change room.

“What’s his hurry?” Mikazuki murmurs with quiet amusement in his eyes.

Biscuit only responds with a shrug and a knowing smile.

“Excuse me,” Shino lays one arm across the counter when he finally catches his breath, his eyes darting this way and that inconspicuously as if he’s trying to search for someone but not wanting anyone to notice this very obvious mission. He’s failing pretty hard though, but the library monitor on duty today — a sophomore named Ride Mass whom Shino sometimes sees during the few instances he’s actually visited the library — merely gives him a hard, guarded look as he waits for the hockey player to continue. He swallows noisily and asks, “Uh… is-is, um, Yamagi Gilmerton around?”

“No,” the boy who’s at least a head shorter than Shino’s impressive height replies coldly, crossing his arms as though to signify the end of their conversation.

Shino tries again, hazel eyes pleading with despair, “Do you know if he’s doing okay? I noticed he hasn’t come to school for the last few days, and uh, I just wanted to make sure he’s… um…” The hockey player gradually lets his sentence fade, incomplete, because Ride is outright glaring at him with obvious distaste, and if looks could kill, Shino is sure that he’d be bleeding to his death at this point.

“You’re a junior, aren’t you? Why do you care if a sophomore doesn’t show up to class?” Ride doesn’t even bother looking at him as he shuffles and puts the stack of papers into a binder, slamming it shut with such ferocity that Shino almost jumps back.

He’s absolutely right; Shino realizes this belatedly. What reason does he have for worrying over an almost-stranger?

They haven’t known each other long — hell, he doesn’t think they’ve even exchanged a proper conversation since the first time they met about a month ago — but Shino can’t help but haunt the old, musty library located in one of the most run-down buildings of the campus on days when he doesn’t have practice, just hoping to run into the timid library monitor with hair as gold as the first rays of spring sunlight after a long, harsh winter, eyes as gentle as the wisps of clouds drifting over summer sky, and smiles as rare and beautiful as the blooming of epiphyllum blossoms.

Shino cannot find a valid reason without sounding like an idiot or worst, a creepy stalker, and he looks so utterly defeated that Ride, who finally spares him a glance after tidying the counter to his satisfaction, heaves a sigh and takes pity on the poor boy.

“You’re actually worried about him, aren’t you?” Ride’s tone bears less thorns than before, though his eyes remain cautious as he scrutinizes the hockey player with an aloof gaze.

“Of course!” Shino replies without a second thought, and his exclaim comes out a little louder than expected. He claps a hand over his mouth when Ride sends him another dirty look.

“Yamagi told me about you.”

“H-he did?” Shino is half-excited and half-concerned, but it doesn’t look like Ride will elaborate on that.

“He doesn’t have to say it out loud; it’s obvious he’s quite taken with you. And I’ve told him guys like you — blessed with good looks, popular with the crowd, going along the flow without a damn care in the world — will only break his heart,” Ride has no time or patience to sugarcoat his thoughts when it comes to people he wants to protect.

“Man, you really got an unforgiving mouth, don’t you?” Shino tries not to let Ride’s opening statement get into his head.

“This is my nice mode,” Ride grins threateningly at him, and then in a more lenient manner, he relents, “I’m going over to his place after my shift. If you want to come along, at least don’t show up empty-handed.”

“It’s so wonderful that you boys have come to see Yamagi,” Merribit Stapleton Kassapa leads the two students up the staircase to her stepson’s bedroom, “he’s feeling a bit better today, but he’ll be happy to have some company over.”

“It’s no problem at all, Ms. Merribit,” Ride replies politely while Shino trails behind. Merribit has given him an odd look when they entered the Kassapa residence though she’s been gracious enough to hold her tongue, simply accepting his stuttered introduction as Yamagi’s classmate with a gentle smile, but now that Shino is here, knowing Yamagi is just behind that door, his heart is palpitating hard not unlike before an important game.

Merribit leaves them at the door, thanking them again before she returns downstairs.

Ride knocks on the door and enters when he hears a weak “come in” from inside.

“Hey Yamagi, you’re looking better than yesterday,” Ride greets his friend.

“Thanks,” Yamagi croaks faintly from his bed, his lower back supported by two pillows, eyes blood-shot and bleary from medication-induced drowsiness, and blond locks messier than usual from constantly turning during restless and intermittent sleep over the last few days, “my throat’s still sore though.”

“Well, I hope my gift will cure the rest of it. Look who I brought along with me today.”

With a mischievous grin, Ride steps aside from the doorway to reveal his surprise guest, who stands rooted to the ground after that unexpected introduction.

“Um, hey Yamagi,” Shino finally locates his voice after a poignant delay with Ride nudging his elbow insistently against Shino’s ribs.

“Hello,” Yamagi’s voice turns even softer and more muffled, the lower half of his face hidden by the blanket. His fever has gone since last night, but at the sight of Shino — all wide eyes, broad shoulders, and looking a little sheepish, which should not look so damn adorable on someone who’s almost six feet tall — his cheeks are growing uncomfortably flushed again.

Part of him is pleasantly surprised to see the boy he hasn’t stopped thinking about since their awkward first meeting, but the other half of him is horrified at the thought of his crush seeing him in such a pathetic and unattractive state.

Damn Ride and his over-enthused effort, Yamagi curses half-heartedly in his head.

“W-why are you here?” Yamagi murmurs, and then realizes that he’s probably being rude, but the illness and the medicine have destroyed his brain-to-mouth filter, and Shino doesn’t even seem to notice or mind the slightest.

“I heard you’re sick so I got you some uh, stuff,” Shino lifts up the plastic bag as if to emphasize this fact, “fruit jellies and sports drink and the like. I hope you don’t mind me barging in like this unannounced.”

“It’s fine,” Yamagi replies quickly, pulling his blanket down far enough to reveal his heated cheeks and arid lips, “thanks for coming.”

“You’re welcome,” Shino sets the bag down on Yamagi’s immaculately organized desk, gaze averted. The next few seconds is painfully long and awkwardly tense, and Ride can’t stand it anymore.

“Anyway, I just swing by to bring you notes from today’s classes,” Ride places the aforementioned papers on his friend’s desk, “I actually have to head to my part-time job now, so Shino, I’ll leave my best friend in your care. See you tomorrow, Yamagi.”

“R-Ride, hold on…”

“Don’t screw this up,” Ride mutters fiercely when he stalks past Shino’s frozen figure, and then he’s out of Yamagi’s room, the door closing behind him with a final click.

“I’m sorry about that,” Yamagi starts as soon as he hears the footsteps fading away, gathering his blanket around so he can sit up properly to face Shino, who’s still standing by his desk, “Ride can be a bit… brash to people he doesn’t know.”

“I’m pretty sure he hates my guts,” Shino chuckles, already looking a little less rigid than a short while ago, “but he’s just looking out for you. I can understand that.”

“He’s a good friend,” Yamagi agrees, a gentle smile warming the blue of his eyes, and for a brief second, Shino finds that he’s momentarily distracted by the curve of the other boy’s mouth and the dimples on his cheeks. “Shino?”

“W-would you like a jelly?” Shino really has to stop embarrassing himself in front of his crush like this, so he blurts out the first thing that comes to his mind, which only seems to make him look like a bumbling fool who trips over his own words.

“Yes, please,” Yamagi accepts a plastic spoon and the container of jelly, of which Shino has thoughtfully torn the plastic cover, with a grateful nod and another heart-stopping smile. After eating three days’ worth of tasteless toast and porridge, the orange jelly bursts with a delightful tart-sweetness on his tongue, and he’s unknowingly closed his eyes in bliss.

Entranced by the other boy’s expression, Shino wanders to the side of Yamagi’s bed and kneels down. At this distance, Shino can smell the refreshing citrus scent, close enough that he’s able to count Yamagi’s ashen gold lashes, fine and long and curled upwards like crescent moons. His warmth is intoxicating yet strangely reassuring, and Shino knows that if he reaches out now, the worst-case scenario is that he’ll be rejected on the spot and get slapped across the face, but he’s always been the type to take risks, and he thinks he’s willing to risk everything — including a broken heart — if only he’ll get an answer from him.

Gently, he cradles the side of Yamagi’s face.

The reaction is instantaneous: Yamagi drops his spoon in alarm, which clatters onto the floor, and he’s blinking rapidly at the unfamiliar sensation until he can focus on the other boy’s steady gaze directly before him, Shino’s eyes brimming with an emotion that Yamagi is afraid to put a name on, a feeling that he’s dreamed to be reciprocated.

“S-Shino…?” his voice is unsteady, and his frame is shaking under the blanket.

Just to be safe, Shino eases the half-finished jelly out of Yamagi’s hand and places it on the ground before facing Yamagi once more.

“Is it true?” he asks.

“What?” Yamagi’s heart rate spikes up; it’s almost too painful to take another breath but he doesn’t want it to ever stop, doesn’t want Shino to ever stop touching his cheek as if he’s the most delicate and precious treasure.

“Earlier today, Ride mentioned that…”

“Oh my god, what did he say?” Yamagi interrupts him before he can continue, and then words are crashing down like a waterfall as Yamagi officially descends into his panic mode, “Actually, whatever he’s said, please just… forget about it, okay? He’s such a blabber mouth and I should’ve never told him that. That was a terrible mistake, why did I do that?”

“So, it’s true then — you do like me?” Shino’s cheeks heat up slightly when he utters those words, but regret is the last thing on his mind.

Yamagi bites his lower lip hard enough to turn the skin there even redder, eyes conflicted and his heart even more so. In the end, he can’t lie to himself, and it’s impossible to deny Shino when he’s looking at him with such earnestness, like he’s looking forward to yet also afraid of Yamagi’s answer.

He nods once.

“It’s okay if you don’t feel the same way though,” Yamagi immediately says, lowering his gaze to stare at his fidgeting hands, “I’d never expect—”

“Who said anything about not feeling the same way?”

Shino’s question makes Yamagi look up at him in wonder, stunned like he can’t believe what he’s just heard, and the hockey player laughs with something akin to relief but mostly with elation, the sound bubbling from the depth of his chest, golden and comforting and kind.

“I like you, too, Yamagi Gilmerton,” Shino says, every syllable distinct with no way of his intention being misinterpreted, and his eyes glimmer with hope when he asks, “Will you go out with me?”

Another pause on Yamagi’s part, his mouth slightly parted in bewilderment, and then to Shino’s amusement, the younger boy mutters, “Shit. Is my fever so high that I’m starting to have hallucinations?”

With an affectionate chuckle and painstaking tenderness to his movement, Shino sweeps Yamagi’s chaotic forelocks to the side of his face and leans down to place a chaste kiss against his forehead. Shino’s lips are cool and dry against the other boy’s heated skin, and even as Shino leans back to look at him with a small, hesitant smile, Yamagi can feel the lingering sensation where his lips has touched, a stream of sunlight that’s making his blood sing and his heart dance with indescribable happiness.

“Has your hallucination ever felt this real?”

“No,” Yamagi admits, “though I’ve had some frighteningly realistic dreams recently.” He clamps his mouth shut when he realizes too late that once again he’s spoken too much, but Shino only ruffles his hair and laughs lightly, the sound soaked with light of dawn.

“About me?” he asks, grinning.

Yamagi ducks his head in embarrassment, his face and neck somehow growing even hotter, the shade of rose-pink spreading lovingly across his pale skin that disappears enticingly beneath the rumpled fabric of his t-shirt.

“Yeah,” he concedes, almost inaudible.

The blanket feels too constricting — his clothes, too — like he’s asphyxiated by Shino’s mere proximity, his fingers still combing through his hair, and it’s at once hypnotic and exhilarating. He wants more but he’s suddenly too exhausted to even speak, his mind pleasantly warm and blank and he wishes this moment, may it be a fever-induced dream or a self-conceived reverie, will last awhile longer yet.

Yamagi feels a wave of drowsiness sweeps over him, his eyelids heavy with the yearning to rest.

“You should lie down; you look really flushed,” Shino feels Yamagi’s forehead with the back of his hand, frowning in concern; he helps Yamagi recline upon his bed in a more comfortable position despite the younger boy’s protest. “Should I go get Ms. Merribit?”

“I’m fine,” Yamagi reassures him, voice a little slurred and his eyes already closed, when Shino has arranged the blanket cozily around him.

“All right, I’ll let you rest then, okay? I’ll see you at school,” Shino is about to stand up, but Yamagi, as drained as he is, somehow still manages to catch his wrist with his slender fingers. “Yamagi?”

“Will you stay until I fall asleep?” His eyelashes flutter like butterfly wings when he breathes out.

If this is only a dream, at least let him stay just a bit longer, Yamagi thinks to himself. He feels Shino’s strong, calloused fingers lacing loosely with his, and his heart calms as the storm of turmoil and doubt that has lasted for almost a month dies with the touch of their hands, the first inkling of thread connecting their hearts.

“Of course.”

It’s only after Shino is already on the train when he remembers that Yamagi hasn’t quite respond to his earlier request, but he will ask him again when they see each other at school. Time is on their side after all.

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Extras

Tekkadan Team Positions:

- Orga (senior): Captain; Defense

- Mikazuki (junior): Vice-captain; Forward centre

- Biscuit (senior): Goaltender

- Akihiro (senior): Forward left winger

- Shino (junior): Forward right winger

- Eugene (junior): Defense

Library Monitors:

- Yamagi (sophomore): Robotics club

- Takaki (sophomore): Literature club

- Ride (sophomore): Visual arts club

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Savage 2011

Grade C+

Ahhh, how refreshing, something with some effort and thought put into it. It’s not great, but it is ok. Owen sucks at his job, the guy in the costume is a bit small to be scary, but the guns are actually firearms (not just BB guns), most of the actors are decent, you get to see the beast and the gore effects are not all CGI. This is was actually entertaining, something that hasn’t been seen on the blog before, and best of all, it’s available for free on YouTube. All of these have been actually, but this is the first one worth watching, especially in comparison to most of the Bigfoot movies out there.

The Plot:

Well, this is neither found footage nor a total bargain basement affair, so the plot will actually take a little effort to describe. Ok, so there is a forest fire that is disrupting things at a national forest, one of the rangers there is our “hero” Owen. Owen isn’t important yet though, and he’s also pretty bad at his job. We also have a guy trying to do research on bigfoot and his guide, a couple fleeing the law, a corrupt… mayor? I’m honestly not quite sure what his exact title or roll is in this. Anyways, this is actually worth a watch, so turn back now if you don’t want it spoiled.

Ok, Bigfoot is displaced by the fire, kills a bunch of firemen and a ranger. Owen is called in to look around. Meanwhile a Bigfoot reacher in a Prius and a lola hunter begin looking for the animal. And finally a couple name Gabrielle and Richard are there to hide from the law while poaching. The forest fire is making a lot of camper leave, and Owen continues to be bad at his job. Prius and Jack wander around and chat about Bigfoot. Gabrielle and Richard are there to poach, not for anything in particular mind you. Owen checks in on them, and though he clearly knows they’re not on the up and up, he just wanders off. Owen is bad at his job.

Richard is killed by Bigfoot, it then chases Gabrielle until she runs into Prius and Jack. Owen then meets the four of them when they wake up, somehow handcuffing Gabrielle while she was asleep without waking anyone up. He then makes Jack confess that all the evidence that he has shown Prius so far is fake. Owen tells them to leave, and takes Gabrielle off with him. He manages to crash his truck, but they are rescued by Jack and Prius. Those two are then killed. Owen then takes Gabrielle and runs to his house where is his pregnant wife is waiting for him with the beast in pursuit. Owen is bad at his job. Gabrielle manages to handcuff herself to Bigfoot to keep it trapped so Owen can blow up his house and kill it. Then it turns out that the mayor or whatever he is, started the forest fire as part of some poorly explained and silly subplot about remaking the town as a tourist haven. Owen punches him.

My Thoughts:

That's a very mild forest fire, so either these guys are great at their jobs, or terrible at it.

Why are you smoking? That's just an awful idea.

running would be a good idea. two firemen hear growling and see bushes thrashing. after a pause one is pulled up a tree

screaming, cut to credits

Oh Man, Tony Becker is playing Owen, so you know this shit is gonna be good

Who’s Tony Becker again?

Mr Cop, why are you singing to no music? Could you not afford the music rights

Why would tires squeal on a dirt road?

Apparently this is the last fireman, all the others got squatched

And the cop got squateched. And instead of driving away, calling it in or grabbing a weapon he’s just gonna sit there

Judging by the angle of attack, this sasquatch is really a honey badger

Annnnnd the fireman got squatched too.

No actual bigfoot seen yet, just stock roars

And now we have a guy bird watching at dawn from his front porch using magic binoculars to watch previously recorded footage of a hawk at a different time of day. Odds are this is out main character, possibly the mighty Owen foretold by the credits

They just got up and she’s already nagging him (wife comes out and asks if he’s gonna sit out here all day.) It’s early, you’re still in your nightgown. Why you gotta be so confrontational so early? And why would you put on makeup before your shower?

IT IS! IT is Owen. Things are gonna get poppin now!

Owen is being called in to deal with the situation, that bigfoot is screwed.

(cut to a cabin with a record player going with old music, we see boots with blood dripping down)

Dude, don’t pee in the middle of the room, and that ain’t normal. Go see a doctor

Oh I see, you’re making a mess while trying to skin a rabbit, and then rubbing the bloody pelt on your face.

Wait, is this German Guy? You know the one, from Das Boot? And Wing Commander? And Primeval? Oooh. Owen, you’re out, German Guy is the new Owen. At least until we learn his name, then you can go back to Owen status

Who calls a bathroom a “pisser”? Savages

Hmm, city slicker girl doesn’t seem to fit in. I bet she dies. (girl and guy stop at a souviner shop selling bigfoot stuff, he goes to the pisser while she wanders the store, and the owner gives her shades cause her BF is a dick)

CS girl’s boyfirend is a dick, which means we will hae to wait for far too long for his death sadly.

And that scene was necessary for… reasons.

And now we have a Prius stopped byt the side of the road so we can have yet another person who will die. I can tell by his face he’s going to be annoying

YAY its german guy again! ANd his name is Jack. Ok Owen, you’re Owen again,

And now I fell like an idiot. That’s not German guy, it’s some other guy. I’m much less happy now

CS girl drives past and Prius guy stares at her longingly

Prius wants to study bigfoot, Jack wants to kill it

THey… they used CGI to make the “Ranger Station” Sign. Why? Just, Why?

People want their money back cause they can’t camp. The audacity of some people

The ranger in the station wouldn’t last 10 minutes at walmart

So.... Owen assures the people they are safe to camp and they have his word, then tells Martin to give them their money back… so he just undermined the value of his own word

Yes, this is a Ranger station interior, not the directors living room. Sure. we can believe that

Hmm, Owen is worried about his house to the east in case the fire changes course. I’m sure that isn’t foreshadowing

Uh oh, looks like Ray was the one who got squatched

Whys is Jack hanging with Prius guy if he doesn’t like him?

Oh, it’s so he can title drop

Jack is tring a little too hard with a batman voice

BF is RIchard, and he’s still a dick. Gabrielle is CS girl

Why do the rangers uniforms not match?

Wow that is a stereotypical redneck. Bill runs Bigfoot towing

Why is the blood not mixed evenly?

Ok Jack, you packed your bag, why are you now pulling tools out of your truck, giving them a look, then putting them in the bag. Why didn’t you just put em in the bag to begin with?

Gabby, shallow stagnant water isn’t where those kind of fish live

And Owen closes in on abusive dick husband

Hahahaha! Poop. Always funny (Prius and Jack are hiking)

Pretty good performance as Owen questions Richard and Gabby

You’d have better luck with your parabolic microphone if your were not in a pit

Well look at that, disemboweled firemen have comedic timing. And Prius needs a shower

Jurassic Homage at the bigfoot store. Makes no real sense though, you’d have heard the truck and equipment long before it knocked over your pickled eggs

So the establishing shot shows it is dusk, but its still clearly daylight on Richard, and a different film quality on the bird, got it

Richard clearly knows nothing about firearms, birdshot wouldn't be good against anything that can make those noises

And now he just ignores the big growling animal that was just a few feet away because it was quiet for 5 seconds. Clearly he is a master poacher

His death was not nearly painful enough, one punch

And now we see gabby at a different time of day. These woods are magical

I don't think her splashing water on her face warrants the scary music we hear

Oh no, someone spilled tomato juice about two feet upstream from her. Cause that's the only way you could get it that cloudy.

And that is more CGI blood than is in human body

And his corpse isn't even in the water….

Well at least she was smart enough to grab the gun

So, it’s a little undersized, but an ok costume. But he apparently went to the Sabertooth From X-Men Origins: Wolverine School of Running. And it didn’t look good in that movie either

(Gabby is being chased, prius and jack her her shoot and close in. Jack says he’s gonna shoot it, prius knocks him down

I know the script direction probably called for Prius to be patting Jack down for weapons, but it just looks like awkward groping or trying to start a tickle fight. Wither way, not appropriate

Prius needs to realize you don't get to whine when someone hits you back, and that you were working together until you tackled Jack. So it really doesn't make sense for you to ask jack to work with you now

That was a totally needless diversion

Wow, owen is bad at his job, he apparently did know the bus hasn't been running here in years

Cryptic radio message is cryptic

So, you couldn’t clearly see each other thru like, 5 leaves? And neither of you is a bigfoot, you both know there's a bigfoot, why are you pointing guns at each other?

Like seriously, this is not dense woodland, I’m pretty sure I can see a road

Head ranger is clearly meant to be giving off Mayor in Jaws vibe

Uh oh, she shot the clerk, and I bet she doesn’t have a cousin named Vinny to help her out

Huh, Owen is the one saying the can't shut down the park.

“I know where a murderer is, they may flee. But I'm gonna go get milk and bring it home first. Then go arrest them myself” Owen is really bad at his job

With only half an hour left it doesn’t make much sense to start pushing this real estate subplot, that honestly appears to be non-sinister in nature and wouldn't actually add to anything

Uh oh, Owen is calling his wife just to say he loves her, he may be dying soon

It’s amazing how well Prius cleaned the blood and shit off himself

It's more amazing that Gabby is off sitting in the shadows by herself after her trauma So, she saw Bigfoot, up close, and she thinks they’re crazy for looking for it

Prius, using the Rings trilogy to justify looking for Bigfoot doesn’t make sense, BECAUSE NO ONE WAS SAYING HOBBITS WERE REAL!!! Homo Floenciensus is called a Hobbit because the books were popular, not because people think the books happened!

Prius, Jack has made all sorts of references to seeing a Bigfoot again, and now when he out and out says he saw it before, you somehow act surprised.

So apparently bigfoot can haul a man straight up a tree and vanish from sight, then just reappear. Or its just bad camera work

Jack, seriously, please go see a dentist

Jack, why are you pulling a gun on Owen? That's just stupid? Also, how did Owen find them? And how did he put cuffs on her without waking her

Soooooooo, Prius wants to look for Bigfoot, that’s been his whole life up till now, but now he wants to pause that so he doesn’t let the girl he just met out of his sight, even tho he knows she's a murderer

And now Prius refuses to leave. Prius, learn consistency.

So now we find out Jack is a con man, all the sightings they had were fake, but they’re gonna keep hunting it

Cause Owen sucks at his job, and didn’t make sure they left

Oh no, the foreshadowing is coming true, how could anyone have ever seen that? The fire is going east

And owen crashes his truck. Cause he sucks at his job

No seatbelts or airbags, Owen, you deserve the brain damage

Oh no, someone spilled velveeta shells on a dead racoon

So, hack just let Prius get wacked for no reason, and Prius got some great bigfoot crotch footage before he died

Owen, you still suck, it takes 45 seconds to say, “the fire is coming, we need to leave”

It motivates people more than screaming, we need to leave over and over

And going into the attic is not a long term plan, the fire is coming

Just keep hitting it with the axe

Why do you have a gas line in the attic?

Sooooooo, it can lift a truck, toss bodies around, but once gabby is handcuffed to his arm, he can't move………..

And they lose the house, that the fire is coming towards anyway…..

Oh, and now they try to tie the fire into the development plot by making the head ranger the one who started it.

And the head ranger, hudson, who just drove up to owens destroyed home, is surprised to see him there…

Owen, why are you apologizing for the wildfire and bigfoot attack? You didn't cause either of them. Of course if you had a gun you might still have your house, gabby would be alive, and you could sell the corpse

Well, those logos aren't clear rip offs

Why would you frame a shot of the traffic built up to get into the renamed park but fram it so we could see the first car in line, and make it clear there is no reason for them to be stopped?

Also, why the roar at the end? Are you trying to set up a sequel? Cause bigfoot running rampant through a packed campground sounds fun

Overall grade, C+ the deaths were too short and not shown enough. Jack needed more of a showdown than one shot and swinging an empty rifle, Richard should have had a little more effort thrown in, maybe a short chase and the bigfoot killing him more slowly. It would have also been more poetic if Prius was killed by Bigfoot using a tool of some sort and being so caught up in the moment that he doesn’t realize the danger (like the professor in Beast from 20K fathoms)

And as always when a monster has poorly written super strength, it annoys me when a beast that can toss people about and dismember them can be overpowered with a character using one hand

Worth a watch though. The Jaws subplot should have either been further expanded upon or dropped entirely since it really does seem tacked onto the end to drive home the message that… development is bad and makes bigfoot kill people?

And Owen still sucks at his job

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Excitement in the air. Cursing. Cries of cheating. And jubilant smug grims when one had made a power move. With my recent redound love of chess I was engrossed. Safe to say Alina was not. I wanted to stay, to challenge these goliaths of the game to a match. It was intimidating and Alina may have killed me so I shrank away. Content with merely spectating this spectacle. To our surprise and joy this became commonly found throughout belgrade as these testosterone fuelled beasts fed their egos through brain straining sport. Immense viewing. Another little tit bit. You can buy 2 litre plastic beer bottles in Serbia. A beautiful creation up there with sliced bread, the wheel, sky plus and tiki taka football. They were a staple of our time in Belgrade and being so large you had to drink them fast before they got flat and warm. Fine mum I'll neck my beer. Our second day was buff. The sun was shining and we went to the beach. Huh? The beach? But Serbia land trapped? Some of our keen geographers may have been asking these questions. Very well done if you did, you get a cookie. However, being on two major rivers has allowed Belgrade to create an artificial stone beach. And being a stones throw from the city it is a perfect little get await. Ill be honest, it was busy. Still space to bathe tho and have a wee dip in the water. There were restaurants, bars, shops etc. We made do with our bread and dips tho. A good little day out and a chance to top up the tans, ideal. Our third day was uneventful as we took in the city and city and just vibed. Dont know what that means? Neither do I. I made it up. It was chill so we were all ready for our trip to nova varos and the countryside the next day. So you may have realised as keen readers that we have spent much time in big cities. We have. And we wanted to get out so we sent to brdo in nova varos in west Serbia. Off the beaten track so as to speak. This consequentially, is where I have been writing from although we are now in the bus to Bosnia woohoo. Edin dzeko here we come. Nova varos is tiny. A skiing town in winter and a chilled hiking town in summer kind of. We have been in the wilderness staying in a cheap home stay with a lovely woman who didn't have a word of English. It was very enjoyable. We wandered around towns and to a monestry In the mountains. It was very atmospheric and like I say, nice to get out of the cities. Yesterday was the day we saw a river. The uvac river. The home to the 3m griffin vulture. Ooooo. Wow. Big bird. There were also tonnes of eagles gliding around. They were all sick. The tour had us two and a polish couple and consisted of floating down the river as it meandered through the high up mountains. To describe this river it looked like your cliché geography GCSE meandering river as it swerved back and forth through these mountains. Buff. A very picturesque area that can only really be appreciated from up heigh. So we climbed. There was a platform maybe 200-300 metres up (it was hard to work out through the guides very disjointed english.). It was a hot climb as the temperature rose and the sun came out. 20-30 mins later we were there. Wow. What a view. AND we have the pictures to prove it ahahah. It was lush. We had a beer (a homebrew we think) at the top and then wandered down for the rip to the cave. It was a big cave. Very big. It was also very cold. Nicknamed the ice cave. Why? Two reasons we think. Maybe cause it was so cold. Or maybe cause of the vast numbers of stalagmites and stalactites all over the cave. They were very impressive even if we still can't work out which is which. This brought the end of the cruise as we sauntered home in the boat, a good little day out only marred by the scenes that morning. God that was a FAFF. We had decided to go the day before. Were told the time and price. Perfect. The man came the next morning and shock, the price had changed. There were taxi charges, entrance fees, another price because other people had pulled our of coming. Hmmm. I dont believe you. This whole encounter was made all the more tricky by his speaking no English. He spoke to a lady in Serbian. She translated to alina in German and she translated to me in English. Like a giant game of Chinese whispers. Long and stressful. After deliberation we went for it. Annoyed but it still wasn't expensive. Just like having a slight sour taste in your mouth. So you may be questioning the title. Bit weird. Is it relevant or has this kid just lost his imagination. It was actually alinas first contribution to this beautiful blog something she has been craving since the blogs glorious rebirth. So yes the last few days in nova varos have marked our reignited love for hitchhiking. Having only done it sporadically when I was 18 to 20 its something I'm glad to be doing again. Everyone here is very friendly and usually more than willing to pick us up. Since we've started there's only been one journey we had to walk having done it 6 times in the last few days with the most recent coming from a taxi driver as he said no. Stopped 10 metres up the road and reversed to let us in. Good lad. Like I say its been fin, saved us time and money even if we cannot communicate with anyone as none of them speak any English. Just lots of waving hands forwards and repeating the destination we need. A successful start in our eyes. The funniest was as we were stood on the side of the road hailing down anyone we could and a big Porsche zoomed towards us. We saw. Stuck our thumbs up. Hoped. Prayed. He speeds at us. We have little confidence with his speed. No signs of slowing down. He's past us. F off mate we think. I fume "of course he didn't stop, no one in a Porsche will ever stop". We look over. He's stopped. What's happened? Has he hit a child? No he'd found his conscience. He reversed and let us in. What a man. What a car. It was really comfy and spacious. We enjoyed it. But yes this is now a new chapter in our lives. The chapter of free lifts and hitching. Yay. Enjoyable. Here's to lots more. Anyhow I've rambled for ages and my fingers hurt. Writing this on my tiny crap phone is long. But for you guys I'd do anything. Love y'all. I'll be back in like four days. We won't be in Bosnia too long. Ciao (Thats bye in Serbian). G

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An Experiment: No Follow Links DO Pass Value and Rankings in Google

Nofollow links passing value or rankings has been the underlying question since this inline link attribute was developed back in 2005. Many millions of websites have implemented this method to tell Google to not follow certain links that the website owner may not necessarily be able to "vouch" for. Nofollow has also been used to sculpt internal PageRank flow as websites continuously tighten their website's internal linking and navigation paths to focus on the most important pages of their websites. Further, the nofollow link attribute is built into many popular CMS platforms like WordPress and Drupal, so it's one of the most common and standardized outbound link attributes currently being used. So, considering the input from Google over the past five years and the larger percentage of Webmasters concluding nofollowed links were mainly pointless to pursue or acquire, this question is the one we were focused on answering in our experiment:

"Do rel=nofollow links pass or denote PageRank, rankings, or subsequent page value?"

The answer is yes to at least two of these -- rankings and some page value.

I know you're probably saying "Whoaaa! Hold on there partner. You can't conclusively say that no followed links pass value and actual rankings without some sort of testing or proof." We knew this question would be asked. So let me answer with proof of our findings and also back it up with what other well-respected SEOs are also concluding with their own findings for no follow links and Google's not-so-defined perception of them. It should also be noted that in many instances a no follow link acts as a means of link discovery for Google. There are a lot of other nuances to Google's algorithm for calculating links -- such as internal navigation and anchor text used within a website for just a few short examples. Our goal was to see how far beyond link discovery some testing would go.

Our experiment focused on keywords not used only used on the website less than 10% of the time. The keywords we acquired nofollow external links for were not within any page attributes on our two domains used in this experiment -- whether those site links were contextual, navigation, or URL page naming. There were variances of the keywords we used in our link building campaign found within the content on a few our domain's but the goal was to have as close to <10% keyword matching for on-page content as it corresponded to the keyword phrases used in nofollow backlinks we would be acquiring.

Nofollow Experiment in a Nutshell

To examine how only nofollowed links were valued in Google and how pages performed using nofollowed links we did the following:

Our domains -- Set up two brand new domains that were ambiguously named. These two domains were not an exact phrase match to our keyword for link building or really even close to relevant for our two industry niches as far as the keywords were concerned. We'll call our domains we used "domain #1" and "domain #2." These domains were built for niches but not limited to being local or geo-specific. We did not want to find in the end that we were ranking to easily because we were the only businesses in a tiny local niche. In other words, we wanted to make sure the competitive pool was larger, not smaller to help define and reach our objectives.

Duration of the experiment -- We spent three to four weeks commenting only on blogs that included the nofollow link attribute for each of our domains. We measured a total of times during these weeks -- although I peeked at some of the reports at times. :)

On-page stuff -- We made sure that we were not doing any lengthy on-page optimization for the keyword phrases we were targeting for the acquisition of the nofollow links. We felt it was better the nofollow links we acquired would be the primary and only real usage of keyword strength or relevancy.

Link building guidelines -- Websites we were to acquire links from were related to the industry that our two domains were in. However, we also made sure we were not posting comments that were spam in nature and instead we really contributed to the author's post and tried to be as helpful and constructive as possible for others. Further, we made sure we were posting on websites that were decently ranked and indexed regularly by Google (quicker cache dates). 80% of websites we acquired links from we considered in the upper 30% within their respective industries.

Week #1

Both domains are active and each has approximately 8-10 pages in total. Both were indexed in Google as most new domains are within a few day or week period. Both had zero backlinks. Neither domain ranked for any of the five keywords each that we were going to build nofollow links for in the subsequent weeks. By not ranked, I mean not within the first 20 pages of Google for any keyword phrase.

Week #2

We built 35 nofollow links for both domains combined using eight of the combined ten keyword combinations. The results at the end of week #2:

Domain #1 was not ranked on the first 40 pages of Google for week #1, now three keywords are ranked -- one on page #4, another on page #6, and the final keyword on page #8.

Domain #2 was not ranked on the first 40 pages of Google for week #1, now all four of the keywords for that domain was ranked in Google. Two on page #3 and the other two on pages #7 and #8 of Google.

Note: All backlinks to this point are nofollowed links.

Week #3

We built another 40 nofollow links for both domains combined using all ten keyword combinations. At this point, we have a total of 75 nofollow links pointing to our domains, about evenly split between both domains. The results at the end of week #3:

Domain #1 moved up again in Google, now with all five keyword phrases ranking between pages #2 and #5.

Domain #2 also moved up in Google, now with all five keyword phrases ranking between pages #1 and #9 -- with most keywords between pages #1 and #5.

Note: In this round of link building we purposely built around 15 links with a misspelling that was quite unique. The goal was to target an anchor text that was totally unique, i.e. Google has no current search results for it in their index. We also targeted several internal pages to see if we could actually get an internal page or two to rank for this misspelling.

Weeks #4 & #5 - The last week!! Yay!

Weeks #4 and #5 went more slowly with building nofollow links. For this two week period, we only built another 15 links total, bringing our total of 100% nofollow links to 90. The results at the end of week #5:

Domain #1 edged up again. All five keyword phrases improved and all were within pages #1 and #4.

Domain #2 moved up slightly. All five keywords but two improved. Two keyword phrases were now on page #1.

Added Information to Conclude Nofollow Link Results We Found

It should be noted that we ran SEO Majestic, LinkScape, and another internal tool to quantify our finding and to rule out any other links, such as scraper sites linking to our two domains. We ran SEO Majestic and the other tools a total of 3 times during this experiment and nothing but our nofollow links were found.

Further, I think we should explain the type of keyword phrases we were ranking for on both domains. Here's an example of anchor text and URL used and ranked for and how the anchor text was used on the corresponding website:

domain1.com/specific-air-conditioning-rating-type (not model like Trane, etc. but type -- as in SEER 10 or SEER 16 rating types)

On the above page for domain #1 we used two different combinations of the external anchor text used for linking to this particular URL. The anchor text used was not a match for the URL keywords used. This means we did not use "specific-air-conditioning-rating-type" as noted in our URL above. Instead, we used several keyword combinations on both of our website's pages that were less than a 10% match for keywords used for our link building. Furthermore, we did not have the keywords we used for link building on other pages of the site, such as sitemaps, navigation, or other main keywords in the titles, headings, or other locations on the pages on our domains. I did this to less our probability of getting ranked even more.

Final Results and Conclusions on Nofollow Links

Approximately 5 1/2 to 6 weeks after the nofollow links experiment started we found that, even though our domain names were not keyword relevant and our website content was <10% relevant to the keyword phrases used for our nofollow link building, we still ranked for those keywords after only acquiring nofollow links. The assumption by many is that nofollow links will not pass much if any, link juice or anchor text value. But the nofollow link can still pass relevance... and slightly more in my opinion. Google may not "count" the link as a weighted backlink but this doesn’t mean they ignore the anchor text being used or the authoritative status of the website being linked from.

I find it interesting that Matt Cutts states that a nofollow link definitely does not pass anchor text, especially when the only keywords we ranked for and were using in our experiment described above were 100% nofollow links. Matt specifically stated this in his blog post above:

Nofollow links definitely don’t pass PageRank. Over the years, I’ve seen a few corner cases where a nofollow link did pass anchortext, normally due to bugs in indexing that we then fixed. The essential thing you need to know is that nofollow links don’t help sites rank higher in Google’s search results.

However, this does not correlate to our findings. What gives? Do nofollow links now pass some anchor text value in Google's algorithm? It seems so. Coincidentally, there was a recent article on Google and Nofollow links over at Sphinn.com that tied in well with our experiment over the last month and a half. I thought a few viewpoints from several very knowledgeable and well-known SEO's would be great to add to our findings above. Here are a few examples. Matt McGee stated:

...We both agreed that we'd seen this kind of scenario and that, in some cases at least, no-follow links were influencing rankings. So I'd say that, yes, in some cases where there aren't a whole lot of other ranking signals to use, no-follow links are definitely worth more than Google says.

Jill Whalen also noted:

Too many are nofollowing all links or some links without having a clue as to what they're doing. Google has spent tons of time and energy in learning how to graph links in terms of their popularity and authority. There's no way they would simply ignore all that data because a bunch of dopes stuck an attribute on their outgoing (or internal) links for "SEO purposes"!

Finally, Marcus Miller said:

When examining a site, they [Google] could use nofollow links to increase trust, they may use them to look for organic linking patterns and to compare these with any uncapped links. They may even use them to determine if they can trust the anchor text from true links if it is replicated in nofollow links. So, I am not sure that nofollow links alone can rank a site (I can feel an experiment coming on) as this would mean that Google is lying to us all but I think they are certainly part of the bigger picture when it comes to trust of a site and relevance of ranking keywords.

I would suspect that Marcus is partly right in that Google is looking at more than just the nofollow link itself to signal trust. Perhaps authority, comment relevance, overall anchor text distribution for nofollow links, and many more markers now go into how and why any particular keyword phrase and/or pages would rank in Google -- despite the keywords deriving solely from nofollow links. What do you think? Is there a silent shift going on at Google with nofollow links or are they not telling us the complete story? It would definitely not benefit Google to tell the web community to go out and get as many nofollow links as possible since it would open up doors for more spam and gaming in Google. For more information visit here

#Nofollow Links #Link building guidelines #Google with nofollow links #Cédric Lajoie

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Unpinned - Asian Zucchini Noodle Stir-Fry with Shrimp

I forgot about my blog. That’s it. No excuses. No promises to be better. I forgot and I’m not sorry BUT I’M SLIGHTLY ASHAMED. My dear friend Melanie invited me over for a dinner-making session and said ‘hey, we could make something for your blog!’ and I was all like ‘OH HECK, yeah, that’d be good!’ So here we are. ...I’m a little sorry. It was actually the start of my seasonal evening job that was the problem - when you’re out of the house from 8am to 11:30pm you really do not have time to cook, never mind cook and take photos. But that’s over and I’m free again so let’s do this.

We debated what we’d cook, and I glanced at my long-suffering Pinterest board (I’m coming for you, summer drink cocktails) and found this summery-looking dish. As you can tell from the lovely image, it’s from Just A Taste (ah, my beloved three-letter blog names) which is run by Kelly. Now, I like Kelly. She’s up-front about being a professional host, and has one heck of a culinary resume (an undergrad, a masters in broadcasting, AND a culinary arts diploma with highest honors from The Institute of Culinary Education - who has worked for Gourmet and Epicurious!?! Damn girl.) And even though she’s a mom, she only links to pictures of her puppy. Well played, Kelly, you’re awesome. Which is why it pains me to say this recipe was b-o-r-i-n-g.

Verdict:

Is the Pintrest photo complete bullshit? - Well, THEIR zucchini noodles aren’t sitting in a puddle of water, so maybe, yeah.

Is it crazy expensive/time consuming/confusing? - No, pretty cheap and actually quite healthy.

Does it taste good? - It tastes ok. That’s the best I can say for it.

Asian Zucchini Noodle Stir-Fry with Shrimp

PREP: 15 MINUTES

COOK: 15 MINUTES

YIELD: 4 SERVINGS

1/2 cup chicken or vegetable broth

1/4 cup hoisin sauce

1 Tablespoon low sodium soy sauce

2 teaspoons corn starch

3 Tablespoons olive oil, divided

1 Tablespoon minced garlic

1 teaspoon minced fresh ginger 

1 pound jumbo shrimp, shelled and deveined 

1 medium bell pepper, sliced

1/2 cup shredded carrots

2/3 cup sliced red onions

1 cup sugar snap peas

2 medium zucchini, cut into noodles

 Toasted sesame seeds, for garnish

DIRECTIONS

In a small bowl, whisk together the vegetable broth, hoisin sauce, soy sauce and cornstarch. Set the mixture aside.

Place a large sauté pan or wok over medium-low heat. Add 2 tablespoons olive oil and and heat it for 1 minute. Add the garlic and ginger and cook for 2 minutes, stirring constantly.

Add the shrimp to the pan and cook, stirring as needed, until the shrimp are cooked throughout and pink on all sides, about 3 minutes. Season the shrimp with salt and pepper and then transfer them to a bowl, leaving any liquid in the pan.

Increase the heat to medium. Add the remaining 1 Tablespoon of olive oil to the pan, then add the bell pepper, carrots, red onions and snow peas and cook, stirring constantly, for 3 to 4 minutes until the vegetables are crisp but tender. Add the prepared sauce and cook, stirring constantly, for 2 minutes until the sauce thickens slightly. Return the shrimp to the pan, stirring to combine, then add the zucchini noodles and cook, tossing to coat, for 1 minute.

Transfer the stir-fry to serving plates, garnish with toasted sesame seeds and serve immediately.

Here’s what ya need. Bunch of veggies, the shrimp your lovely friend had in her freezer (thank you Melanie!), powdered ginger and bouillon (because we aren’t buying the real stuff) and your beloved spiralizer.

It’s us! Look at us cooking during the daylight hours! Yay summer! This might actually be the first naturally-lit blog post I’ve written.

Just so you know what kind of a badass Martha Stewart lady I was cooking with, this is her set of mixing bowls. She a) has a set that b) matches and c) isn’t chipped. It’s gorgeous. She’s a real grown-up and I envy her.

So the recipe should really warn you that things are going to look mighty disgusting when you start. Here’s our “broth” + soy sauce + useless cornstarch + hoisin sauce (which is the greatest sauce ever and if you don’t have a bottle go buy one it makes everything taste amazing and was the only saving grace for this dish).

And here I am cutting red onions. I am not mugging for the camera. I was in real, genuine, serious pain. THE THINGS I DO FOR YOU PEOPLE. Tears, smeared mascara, the whole nine yards.

Melanie graciously took over cooking da shrimps. They were the tastiest part of the dish besides the hoisin sauce. We really could’ve just made a pot of hoisin-covered shrimp and it would’ve been better.

Melanie is having none of my shenanigans. What a trooper.

Ok! Shrimps cooked, now all these veggies we sliced; throw ‘em in your trusty wok and cook away. This is looking mighty healthy. Sprinkle with powdered ginger because you forgot to buy ginger!

Looking tasty, smelling great. So far so good.

So this may have been mistake #1. I forgot (as I do LITERALLY EVERY SINGLE TIME) to cut the zucchini noodles as I spiralized. I think in my head I’m just convinced that having super duper long endless noodles will be fun, when in reality, they’re not. They’re cumbersome. They’re impossible to plate. They’re annoying to eat. And yet, again, I didn’t cut ‘em.

Basically one big noodles. We dumped the “sauce” in right after which was probably mistake #2, because a cup of liquid is going to turn this into soup. What the heck, Kelly??

Plated as best I could, notice the puddles beneath the zoodles. Also I have forsaken my sesame seeds and left them at Kelsey’s house, which is a shame because they’re actually really tasty and might have given this dish a little more texture. Ah well.

This is why you cut your zuchinni noodles, folks.

Moment of truth! “Hey, it’s ok!” A sparkling review indeed.

Final final verdict: We left out both the ginger and garlic, so it may not entirely be the fault of the recipe that it was only ‘meh’. I mean, it was nice as a summer dinner, and it was healthy as heck, it just lacked...interest. The main problem was the sauce. It was basically water, and very unappetizing. I *might* try this again without the broth and just toss a bunch of veggies and shrimp with hoisin and soy sauce (and sriracha, seriously needed sriracha) but I’m giving this one a solid B-.

If ANYONE knows how I can create a sidebar with the titles of my post history near the top, I’d be eternally grateful, as there’s currently no way to browse my posts without endless, endless scrolling.

#pinterest #cooking #unpinned #shrimp #pinterestfail

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