#i got to compile all the recipes with this as an excuse nice

[teabutmakeitazure]

Zuri's Declassified University Survival Guide

This is a post about survival tips in university (undergraduate), especially if you're an international student living alone in a different country in this circumstance. I will be adding onto this later on if there's something I want to add, so keep an eye out for update reblogs of this I guess.

General Tips:

it's okay to make mistakes. you are here to learn and grow. no one is perfect, especially in the first and second year of their studies. those are mandatory experimental years. you're not expected to get magically mature and perfect when you get to university (or college for you americans). be kind to yourself and analyse your mistakes instead of beating yourself over them.

don't bother too much about your wardrobe. just wear whatever's comfortable. you might think people care but no one does. more than half of the people at campus will be in sweats or pyjamas and if someone IS dressed up, they're probably arts kids or business majors and they're the ones with the least workload (yes i am dissing you guys I've seen your workloads stop lying).

put yourself in uncomfortable social situations. yes i said that. the only reason i somewhat learnt to make small talk and learnt to talk to strangers is because I go to every single social event that I can. it's not necessary to make friends in all of them. just talk to people, exchange contacts, laugh while the event lasts even if you never see them again. this is how you survive in the lonely dorm life. and if you make an actual good friend? amazing! it paid off. even if it didn't you'll probably network and build rapport and have acquaintances from different majors.

if you're an ethnic minority, don't be afraid. I cannot stress this enough. don't be afraid to be there and take up space. you are there because you deserve to be and qualified. sure, it sucks at times because a good amount of people won't interact with you because you're 'different' but the international students will and trust me they're the coolest bunch to be friends with (I have 0 such friends so far). most times you will have to take the initiative to talk and sometimes they won't respond or worse flat out ignore you but don't let that get you down. just don't interact with them again. the world is big. not everyone will like you and accept you. find the ones that will.

eggs and milk are your best friend. a glass of milk everyday and 2 eggs. make that a staple. eggs are also very versatile for recipes. more on that in the recipes section. also yoghurt. a smol cup of yoghurt everyday too and nuts whenever you can buy them.

always have a few pack of instant noodles at home. sometimes you have deadlines or you forgot to cook or need a quick dinner because there's so much to do and you didn't get groceries. always keep them in stock. they're a quick fix for food. I'm not promoting them for frequent dinner but it's better than starving. just eat the noodles man. there's already so much shit to keep track of just eat the damn noodles.

incorporate veggies into everything food. they're good for you. if you're like me and don't like veggies, experiment with different recipes and find the one you like best. one good way is fried rice or rice with mushrooms, veggies, and meat in the rice cooker (I don't own a rice cooker when I'm writing this). just eat your veggies and thank me later. if you don't wanna cut them up, get a pack of frozen veggies. it's better than nothing. baby steps.

meal plan. if I don't plan my entire week's food on sunday night, I do it the night before for the next day. eat out as less as you can. homemade is better even if you're a horrible cook. practice makes perfect and you'll be grateful for learning a few basic cooking skills along with your degree later on. cooking your own food also gives you the liberty to add more veggies or save money.

treat yourself to stuff sometimes. yes you deserve it even if you don't meet your goals. you're trying. be kind to yourself. get that boba.

study everything done the week by that week's weekend. do the day's content that same day and don't lag behind. utilise reading week and read. don't slack off please I'm begging you. I'll even get on my knees if I have to.

you're gonna miss home and it sucks. yes you will be having your fourth mental breakdown of the week on a wednesday night and you will be alone or hiding under the blanket as your roommate is asleep. you're gonna have to tough it out soldier. I see you and I feel you. it gets easier with time and when you're doing better, you'll feel relieved for toughing through. it's so lonely sometimes and it sucks but it's worth the pain. don't lose hope.

seniors are your friends. they will give you forbidden knowledge for free. from hidden places with good food or convenience things or just life advice exclusive to your institute, they have it all. they're also generally very friendly so don't be afraid to interact with them.

annoy the living hell out of your professor during office hours if need be and utilise the student help room for help. your tutors will be happy to help you so don't be shy to ask for help. they will appreciate you coming to them, trust me. as for your professor, they're lonely people. go to office hours if you need to, chat, ask them what you need. they'll appreciate your presence and happily help you.

the security guards and cleaning staff will be witnesses to your worst states (freshly out of bed or haven't showered in 2 days) but they don't care. they're just happy to be of service and have you around. be kind to them. greet them whenever you pass by.

sometimes coffee is bad.

if your classes start at noon or later, get an hour of exercise in the morning at around 8 or 9 am. the serotonin that will hit you will be unreal. trust me.

make local friends. they're cool people and friendly and very helpful and accommodating. I may be biased but it's true.

being a student helper, student tutor, or a research assistant looks good on your resume and helps you win more scholarships.

put headphones on when in public if you don't want to end up talking to someone you might bump into. it works.

your body also has rights. treat it with care. don't abuse it. nourish it. you should take care of your body like you would a loved one. feed it good things, clean it everyday, and so on. when you feel good by taking care of yourself, you still do better and feel more confident. wash your hair with a set schedule and use good products.

make your wardrobe easier. hang your usual shirts and maybe wear the one in front each day, the previous day's being hung in the back or in the laundry basket. it saves time.

there's no shame in not having stuff. I still don't own a proper laundry basket it all goes into an IKEA bag. you live in a dorm, not a house. sometimes not having every single kind of furniture or accessory isn't bad. don't compare your setup to others. if it's convenient, clean, and homey, it's good. you don't need those expensive lights or those expensive posters to make it seem cool. what you have and what you may collect among the way is enough.

notes on paper are better than laptop or ipad

take breaks. be kind to yourself. it is you for yourself. treat yourself with love.

manage your time by designating time blocks to a certain task. it might not always work but it will help create some discipline in the routine.

having a set everyday routine helps. you don't have to think what to do, thus saving you brain power.

use a semester planner for deadlines and important information. it's useful. I highly recommend. I also have a template if anyone wants.

write down your thoughts, what's bothering you, your feelings, everything on a piece of paper or journal at the end of the day. it'll help process your emotions and you won't have to let the thoughts and emotions fester inside you, slowly simmering and coming to a boil. remember, you are your best friend.

Recipes to help you stay afloat (they're all quick and easy dw):

right off the bat I want to say boiled jasmine rice with sunny side up eggs. you drizzle a pinch of salt onto the yolk, break it over the rice, mix it with the rice and eat it and it's just *chef's kiss*. definitely a comfort food and a very easy quick dinner.

a lot of these I found while scrolling through instagram and some are from when I was trying to lose weight. hope they're helpful!

oyakodon

one pot rice cooker rice with veggies

veggie and meat single serve in one pot

chicken wrap (primarily for weight loss I think)

chicken gyros (this guy makes amazing food)

minced meat weight loss meal prep

chickpeas (chana masala. this shit is bussin i swear)

something tomato + onion + egg

one pot veggie rice (recommended)

chicken shawarma (not dorm friendly cooking but looks delicious)

egg sandwich in one pan

potato marraka (THIS IS SO GOOD)

one pot rice cooker with meat and veggies

daal

chicken and rice

pizza style chicken wrap

five different chicken marinades for meal prep

one pot biryani

takeout style egg fried rice

rice cooker carbonara

one pot yoghurt curry chicken rice

weight loss chicken shawarma

healthier mac and cheese

chicken fajita

chicken tikka masala crunch tacos

one pan braised eggs

air fryer garlic bread pizza

another veggie and rice in rice cooker

fried rice recipe

hainanese inspired chicken rice in rice cooker

tomato orzo(?)

creamy tomato pasta

tomato and egg rice

mushroom sauce (can be eaten with rice)

creamy tomato tortellini

grilled cheese sandwich

#yes im referring to ned's declassified school survival guide #damn i miss that show #this is more for myself than anyone else #i got to compile all the recipes with this as an excuse nice #anyway hope this helped #i know I'm a yandere writing blog but i can also be helpful sometimes #zuri's declassified university survival guide #took me 2 hours but meh #college tips #university tips

[mldrgrl]

Broken Things 10/24

by: mldrgrl Rating: varies by chapter, rated R overall See Chapter 1 for summary and notes

The supper bell is sounded before Mulder and Jesse and Jimmy have fully put the horses up for the evening.  Feeling like he’s been shirking his share of the responsibilities the last few days, Mulder sends the two brothers in ahead of him to finish.  He washes up at the pump at the back of the house, but goes round to the front entrance to get a clean shirt before he comes to the table.

Everyone is having their supper when Mulder comes into the kitchen.  Katherine jumps up to serve him, but he waves her down and fixes his own plate.  The biscuits are a little burnt at the bottom, which she apologizes profusely for.  The potatoes are lumpy, but delicious.

“These may be the best mashed potatoes I’ve ever had,” he says.  “You’ve put something in them.”

“Ah, ah,” Melvin says when Katherine opens her mouth to answer.  “A chef must never reveal the secrets of the kitchen.”

“I think you’re just jealous that I’ve never asked you about any of your recipes.”

“I never heard you complain.”

“You ever hear me compliment either?”

“I just figured you not to be very mannerly.”

“It’s garlic,” Katherine says.  “Just a bit of powdered garlic and butter and some cream.”

“Well, this is my new favorite potato.”

“Have you ever made up a shepherd’s pie, Ma’am?” Jimmy asks.

“A few times,” she answers.  “Not many.”

Jesse elbows Jimmy and Jimmy elbows him back.  “Our Gran used to make it for us when we were small and she was always saying the potato was the best part.  I wonder if you can’t make as good of a pie as she did.”

“I can certainly try.”

“You’ve already got admirers of your talents putting in requests,” Mulder says.  “How about that?”

“I think you all are just being kind since I burned the biscuits.”

“Not the whole biscuit,” Mulder says with a wink and a smile.  “Just the bottom.  And the steaks are delicious.”

Katherine chuckles.  “Melvin did the steaks.”

Melvin’s fork clatters to the plate and he wipes his mouth on his napkin before he gets up and does a short jig in front of the table.  “Did my ears deceive me or was that a compliment I just heard?”

“Alright, sit down before you hurt yourself.”

“That sounded like a compliment to me,” Jimmy says.  “What do you think, Jesse?”

“I think people need to let me eat the best steak and potato the lord ever created in peace.”

“Jesse,” Katherine says, looking at Mulder.  “I notice you didn’t mention the biscuits in there.”

He grunts.  “They’re burnt.  Nobody likes burnt up biscuits.”

Katherine gestures to Jesse and nods at Mulder.  “You see.”

“Well, I do.”  Mulder stares back at Katherine and brings another biscuit to his plate from the tray.  “I happen to like burnt up biscuits very much.”

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Despite the burnt biscuits, Katherine thinks supper is a success.  The dessert got an especially enthusiastic response and she makes a note that the boys seem to really like apples.  Just like the noon dinner she took part in yesterday, as they all finish eating, they bring their dishes to the wash basin and then they disappear after thanking her for a nice supper.  Mulder excuses himself as well to go light the lamps as it’s getting to be dusk.

Melvin helps her wash and dry the dishes despite her insistence that he should sit down and not worry about her.  He waves her away and tells her that old habits die hard.  She ends up doing the washing and he does the drying.

“Melvin, can I ask you something?  And you can tell me no, but I thought that I might like to do some rearranging in the kitchen.  But, only if I have your blessing.”

“This is your kitchen now, m’lady.  You can put things to how you want them.”

“Still, I know this has been your domain and I don’t want you to think there’s something wrong with how it is now, I just have a certain mind about how things work.”

Melvin throws the dish towel over one shoulder and then puts both hands over hers.  “My lovely, you don’t need to explain anythin’ to me.  This is your kitchen now and that’s as it should be.  The only thing I’ll tell you is that when Mulder expands on this place, you tell him to build you a kitchen that’s twice as big and twice as nice.”

“I rather like this kitchen though.”

“Stove’s faulty, obviously.  Burn’s the biscuits.”

Katherine laughs and Melvin takes the dish towel and puts it over her shoulder, passing the mantle to her.  Mulder comes in with a lighted lamp.

“All set in here?” he asks.

“Just finishing,” Katherine says.

“I was wondering if you might like to join me on the porch.”

“I thought you’d never ask!” Melvin exclaims.

“Not you, you little interloper.”

“That’s alright, I’m just going to take my compliment and head on to the bunkhouse.”

“Good night, Melvin,” Katherine says, embracing him lightly.  “Thank you for everything.”

“Good night, lovely lady.”

Katherine takes the hand that Mulder offers her and walks with him down the dogtrot to the porch.  There are two chairs out there that she distinctly remembers being much further apart than they are now.  She sits down first and he puts the lamp down on a small table between their chairs.

“Is it too cold out?” he asks.  “Should I get a shawl for you?”

“No, I’m fine, thank you.”

“Do you ever think about all those stars up there, how they got there?”

“A French astronomer named Charles Messier compiled a catalogue of star clusters and comets and galaxies in 1781.”

“Isn’t it strange that we’re here a hundred and some years later looking at those same clusters?”

“Not necessarily.  Stars can die and new stars can be born.”

“I take it you don’t believe in star lore, then?”

“I know of Orion and Andromeda.  But, those are just stories.”

“I believed in them when I was a boy.”

Katherine looks away from the stars and at Mulder.  He still believes those stories, she can see it in his eyes.  Or at least, he wants to believe.  She’s never met anyone that looks at life the way he does, with the wonder and humor of a child, but the sharp mind of a genius.  She likes to hear him talk.

“Tell me one of them,” she says.  “Your favorite.”

“Orion is my favorite.  You already know it.”

“Maybe I don’t remember it very well.  I’d like to hear your version.”

“Orion was the son of Poseidon,” he says, tipping his head back and looking up at the sky.  “He could walk on waves.”

Katherine tips her head back as well and as she listens to Mulder’s voice, her eyes grow heavy. Soon, he’s shaking her shoulder and helping her up from her chair to guide her inside.

“I fell asleep,” she murmurs.  “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be.  It’s been quite a day.”

“Yes, it has.”  She turns to him in the doorway of her room.  The lamp at her bedside table is on low.

“I’ll say good night,” he whispers, and his eyes leave hers for a moment and bounce down to her lips and then back.

“Good night,” she answers, looking up at him and feeling a fair amount of anticipation for what might come next.  It is their wedding night, after all.

Slowly, Mulder leans closer and then kisses her softly on the cheek.  He stays where he is for a few moments, his nose lightly brushing the back of her jaw and his breath on her neck.  She closes her eyes to await more, but then he steps back and she looks up at him.

“If you need anything,” he says, “I’ll be across the hall.”

“I can’t imagine that I will.”

His lips twist into that lopsided smile of his that looks like he’s trying to speak, but can’t seem to form the words.  He nods once at her and then turns around.  She watches him enter his room and then she closes her door with a sigh.  That night she sleeps better than she has in years, maybe ever.

#i wrote this #broken things #chapter 10 #AU #MSR

[sapphictrash92]

How the Doctor got her gay scarf (TBC in a less than PG way :P)

It was December and Sheffield town centre was swarming with people, excited children were visiting Santa’s Grotto, festive music played in all the stores, and stressed out parents were wrestling each other to get toys and games at reduced prices. In the midst of it all, Yaz was desperately trying to find gifts for her family, and of course, Team Tardis. She swore under her breath as a guy with headphones barged past her, almost knocking her into a perfume stand. 

“I’m a police officer, I can’t lose my cool” She told herself. “Right, presents.”

She moved around the stores, happy to find appropriate gifts for everyone. A make up palette for her sister so she’d stop stealing hers, a recipe book for her dad so no one had to face his terrible pakora again, a purse she’d seen her mom eyeing up in a magazine, the latest Grime compilation for Ryan, and a memoir by one of Graham’s favourite footballers. 

The Doctor was more difficult to buy for, what could she possibly get for her after everything she’d done for her? She’d changed her life, shown her endless amazing things that existed far from her hometown. Perfume? No, she already liked her natural scent. Is that weird? Focus, Yaz. Okay, a book? She furrowed her brows. Nah, she already has a library and has probably read everything in it and more. Clothing maybe? She moved to a rack of warm cosy sweaters, but they were all too ordinary. What could I possibly... Bingo! Out of the corner of her eye she spotted a scarf with all the colours of the rainbow, she quickly moved to the stand, putting her shopping bags on the ground. She felt it and couldn’t believe how soft it was. She flipped over the price tag and bit her lip, it was more than she wanted to pay but... it just screamed the Doctor, and it was nothing compared to the experiences she’d had since she’d quite literally fallen into her path. Her mind was made up, with the scarf in one hand and her bags in the other she started to move towards the busy tills. She took out her credit card, tapping her foot impatiently. Suddenly a pair of hands covered her eyes.

“Guess who?” 

She instantly relaxed upon hearing the familiar voice, smiling. 

“How on earth did you find me?” 

The Doctor grinned as she turned to face her, shrugging her shoulders nonchalantly. 

“Your Mum said you were shopping so I just looked around the stores to find ya, too many stores, who needs so many? They all sell the same stuff! Ooh that reminds me, I need to take you to the best shopping mall in the galaxy sometime, lots of interesting.”

Yaz chuckled before suddenly remembering the scarf, trying to hide it. 

“Sounds good! Sorry I didn’t ask you to come shoppin’, it were meant to be a quick trip but..well” She gestured to the crowds. 

“It’s fine, silly! I had to do some work on the T-A-R-D-I-S anyway. Oooh nice scarf!”

Shit. You had one job, Khan. 

Yaz pouted, the Doctor tilted her head. 

“Why are you makin’ that face?” 

“I wanted to surprise ya but now you’ve seen it” 

Thirteen’s face lit up and Yaz felt her heart melt. 

“Fifty points to Yaz! I love it! I love rainbows, almost as much as I love custard creams” She enthused, holding onto it as the queue finally moved closer to the till. 

“I thought you might” Yaz smiled. Victory! Get in!

“Can I wear it when we leave the shop? OOH and get hot chocolate? There’s a stand and it’s decorated with twinkly lights and some people are singin’, can we can we?”

Yaz still couldn’t believe how much the Doctor genuinely enjoyed her company, she’d thought the novelty might wear off but apparently not. 

“Yes and yes, I am definitely in need of a hot chocolate.”

The Doctor did a happy little jump before giving her a quick squeeze.

“You’re the best!” 

They got to the till and the Doctor frowned as the cashier scanned the scarf’s tag.

“Yaz that’s expensive”

“Shush, don’t act like you haven’t been buyin’ for us lot when we’re travellin’“ Yaz told her, handing over her credit card. 

The Doctor insisted on carrying her bags as they made their way to the entrance, still a gent. 

“Here” Yaz said with a smile, draping the scarf around her neck. 

Thirteen nuzzled her cheek against the fabric.

“So soft” She cooed. “Thanks, Yaz”

“It suits ya. Come on, let’s get that hot chocolate” 

Thirteen suddenly looked up as they got to the door, mistletoe hung above them. Yaz looked up too, her heart pounding in her chest. Their eyes met and the Doctor gave her that same look she did whenever Yaz said something emotional or complimentary to her, pursed lips and a hard swallow.

“Standing under mistletoe means you have to kiss, right?” 

“I mean you don’t have to..”

“Excuse me” A woman said snidely, almost tripping the Doctor up as she passed them. 

“Oi, watch it!” Yaz snapped as she caught her, hands holding the lapels of her coat. She exhaled shakily at their proximity, close enough to inhale her sweet scent. The Doctor smiled shyly.

“What if I want to? ..Would that be okay?”

Yaz nodded, wetting her lips. Oh god it’s happening, we’re gonna kiss.

Thirteen moved them further out of the way, putting down Yaz’s bags. Smiling she reached out with both hands, cupping the smaller woman’s cheeks as she leaned down, their noses touching before she gently pressed her lips to hers. Yaz held the ends of the scarf anchoring her in place , silently thanking whoever had hung the mistletoe there, and her Mum for telling the Doctor where she was. The sounds of the busy store faded into the background, all she could hear was her heart and the Doctor’s gentle sigh. It was slow and light yet she felt more alive than she ever had, she felt weightless. Butterflies fluttering violently around her insides. She almost deepened the kiss when-

“Mommy look those ladies are kissing!" A child’s voice called out loudly.

They pulled apart, suddenly aware of where they were.

“Shh, Daniel!” A woman, presumably his mother scolded, leading him away. 

They giggled, the Doctor leaning her forehead against hers. 

“We should probably go” She whispered, reaching down to pick up Yaz’s bags. 

They left the store smiling from ear to ear, heading in the direction of one of the market stalls. They’d almost reached it when Yaz grabbed the Doctor’s wrist, her eyes widened with surprise as she reached for the back of her neck, pulling her in and kissing her with purpose, with everything she’d felt since fate bought them together. Her head swam as their lips parted and she shivered as their tongues met, she tasted sweet and warmth flooded through her body as she wondered if the Doctor was just as sweet further down. With a slight gasp she pulled away, breathing hard and regaining her composure, ignoring the attention she’d bought to them, a few whistles in their direction. Normally PDA was something she’d have cringed at, but she just couldn’t help herself. She bit her lip and glanced at the Doctor, who had colour in her cheeks and wore a mischievous grin. 

“That was AMAZIN’! Your lips are so soft and you taste like strawberry, we should get hot chocolate and-”

Someone behind them cleared their throat, they turned around to see Yaz’s Mum standing there with a shit-eating grin on her face. 

Oh no. 

“Yaz you know we approve of you and the Doctor, you don’t have to snog in the cold you know, you do have a bedroom.”

“Kill me now” Yaz muttered, her cheeks displaying her embarrassment. 

“Hi again, Yaz’s Mum! She has a point y’know, I haven’t seen your room yet. What’s it like? What colour are your walls? Is your bed comfy?” 

Yaz’s mum laughed as her daughter covered her face with her hands.

“Go show her your room, darling. Your sister is with..whatever his name is that she’s into this week. Dad’s visiting your Nan, and I’m off to Heather’s for a girl’s night.” 

She raised an eyebrow and nudged her daughter as she stared at her shoes.

“Yasmin Khan you are an adult, stop being embarrassed about having a girlfriend! We love you and it’s clear the Doctor makes you happy, now get out of here before I give you something to be embarrassed about.” 

“Fine! If it’ll shut you up, let’s go, Doctor.” Yaz said starting to walk away.

“Okay. See ya, Yaz’s Mum!” Thirteen waved as best she could holding all the bags, following Yaz and reaching for her.

“Do I really make you happy?” She asked softly, the other woman’s eyes answering her, but she nodded anyway.

“I don’t think I’ve ever been this happy before.” 

Thirteen’s face lit up like a Christmas tree. She tenderly kissed her cheek, moving all the bags into one hand so she could hold Yaz’s with the other. They walked on to the quieter streets that would lead them back to the flat.

“Will you be my girlfriend, Yaz?” She asked tentatively. 

Yaz reached to delicately tuck a stray blonde strand behind her ear. 

“If you’ll be mine.”

“I don’t know what might happen in the future...” She trailed off with a frown before smiling again. 

“I just know how you make me feel”

Be cool, Khan. Don’t cry, just be.

Yaz returned the smile, squeezing her hand. 

“Likewise. So let’s just focus on the now, yeah?”

“Definitely!”

#my writing #thasmin #doctor who #thirteen #yasmin khan #fanfiction #fic #fanfic #christmas #wlw #gay #lesbian #oneshot

[melodiouswhite]

Classic literature vines compilation: crossovers pt. 02

A/N: The second part of the crossover compilation. :)

STRETCHING HABITS

Victor Frankenstein: *The Screamer*

Dr. Jekyll: *The Sexual Stretch*

Dr. Moreau: *The Tarzan*

Van Helsing: *The Exorcist*

Herbert West: *Death Metal*

Hyde: *struggling with his shoes*

Dorian Gray: *laughs* Can't tie your shoes?

Hyde: I can't tie my shoes, but I can fuck your bitch!

Van Helsing: And when we go in there, let's show Victor, that we're happy for him!

Dr. Moreau: But I'm not.

Dr. Jekyll: Well, then fake it.

Dr. Jekyll: Look at me, I could be grinding on the fact, that without my stabilising telescope mount, he never would have found that stupid, little clump of cosmic Schmutz.

Dr. Jekyll: But I'm bigger than that!

Dr. Moreau: … Fine. What do you want me to do?

Van Helsing: Smile!

Dr. Moreau: *smiles creepily*

Dr. Jekyll & Van Helsing: … O_O

Dr. Jekyll: Oh crap, that's terrifying. O_O

Van Helsing: We're here to see Victor graduate, not kill demonic entities. -_-

Dr. Jekyll: Try less teeth.

Dr. Moreau: *still smiles creepily*

Dr. Jekyll & Van Helsing: … O_O

Van Helsing: Close enough. Come on. -_-

Victor Frankenstein: I'm so angsty!

Dr. Jekyll, to Herbert West: Hold my champagne.

Dr. Jekyll: It was destiny, that we met! ;)

Herbert West: Did it hurt, when you fell from heaven? ;)

Victor Frankenstein: … *very fast* Do you want your mouth on my mouth? Darling. I'm out. >///< *runs off*

The other two: …

Griffin: At what point did you forget that WE'RE TRYING TO TAKE OVER THE WORLD!!!

Edward Hyde: Who gives a shit, GET THE FUCK A LIFE!!!                

Everyone else: *clapping in approval*

Dr. Jekyll: I'm not angry. Nooo! *laughs* You thought I was angry? Quite the contrary! I feel … splendid, I do! ^^

Dr. Jekyll: *knees Dr. Moreau to the chin* My knee hurts a little bit now, but that's okay. Because, I'm … I'm a gentleman! A gentleman never gets angry. ^^

Dr. Jekyll: A true gentleman keeps his calm cool. And he … he … he respects his environment …

*Victor Frankenstein appears and taps him on the shoulder*

Dr. Jekyll: And he is nice to people-FUCK YOU!!!

Victor Frankenstein: :(

Victor Frankenstein: I'm so troubled!

Dr. Jekyll: Hold my champagne.

Edward Hyde: Hah, joke's on you!

Dorian Gray: There is something on me?!

Edward Hyde: Uh, no, that's-

Dorian Gray, shrieking: GET OFF ME!!!

Edward Hyde: But-

Dorian Gray, hellish voice of hell: GET OFF ME OR I'LL KILL YOU!!!

Edward Hyde: …

Herbert West: Yo, what do you wanna eat?

Victor Frankenstein: What do I want to eat? How can I eat, when life is an illusion? An elaborate-

Herbert West: So, like pizza, or what?

Me: Story time! For some reason Victor Frankenstein and Dr. Henry Jekyll are fighting. Again.

Victor Frankenstein, proudly: I created an artificial human, when I was nineteen!

Dr. Jekyll, drily: Yes, by committing grave-robbery and using rotting flesh and then you wondered, why he didn't turn out the way you had imagined. Also, why does your creature have to be so tall?

Victor Frankenstein: It was easier to form him that way!

Dr. Jekyll: Then you must really suck at sculpting.

Victor Frankenstein: Excuse you?! Your creature is just as hideous as mine!

Frankenstein's Creature, thinking: Why am I still here …

Dr. Jekyll: *glares* First off, don't call him hideous! He may look creepy, but he's not ugly! Except for being very small and pale, but that's not the point! He gives off the impression of being ugly, that's a difference!

Dr. Jekyll: Secondly, he's my alter ago and my other half. The only one who's allowed to call him a creature is me!

Victor Frankenstein: You were already an old man, when you created him!

Dr. Jekyll: Yes, I spent decades of scientific work, research and theorising! You just decided to reanimate a corpse out on a limb, like the immature teenager you are. And when you succeeded, you ran away. Like a coward, leaving him to his own devices.

Frankenstein's Creature: First trauma of my life.

Victor Frankenstein: *gasps*

Dr. Jekyll: Yes, I just went there!

Victor Frankenstein: Well … you're also a coward! As soon as your alter ego What's-his-name caused trouble and got into shit, you claimed that none of this was your fault!

Dr. Jekyll: That's true, I admit it. One of us has to be the adult in this argument after all. Still, your creature killed almost your entire family and your best friend and you did nothing to stop him. Hyde killed one man.

Victor Frankenstein: Fuck you, old man! At least I don't have a split personality! Your alter ego is a psycho!

*Suddenly Edward Hyde appears visibly in a nearby mirror*

Dr. Jekyll, noticing his alter ego: Why don't you say that to his face, Victor?

Edward Hyde: No thanks, I heard everything. I just showed up, because I have to tell Frankenjerk a thing or two.

Edward Hyde: Alright, kiddo, first off: leave Henry alone. Because if you make him upset, I will take control and tear you to pieces! The only one who's allowed to bug him is me! Also, don't try to be the smart one here: you're a college drop-out, he's an actual doctor and professor.

Edward Hyde: Secondly, I may be a freak of nature - I stand by that - but Jekyll is not, so shut the hell up. Also, even though we don't get along, he still treats me better than you treat your creature. At least I have a name, a place to stay, papers, a bank account and he lets me have fun once in a while. And he didn't immediately book it when he saw me, just because of my appearance!  He may be hypocritical, but he's not as superficial as you! You're an arsehole to your creature 24/7. You didn't even name him! But don't bother, Jekyll and I already did that for you. His name is Adam Frankenstein now.

Frankenstein's Creature: *nods* It's all true.

Victor Frankenstein: YOU DARE GIVE HIM MY NAME????

Frankenstein's Creature: *grins gleefully* Indeed.

Edward Hyde: Try to bloody stop me. He's your fucking son, so deal with it. Moving on.

Edward Hyde: Thirdly, Jekyll may be fifty, but he's still gorgeous. Unlike you. Seriously, how old are you? Twenty? And you look older than he is.

Dr. Jekyll: O///O

Victor Frankenstein: *gasps* Oh no, you didn't just-

Edward Hyde: *smirks* Yep, I just went there.

Victor Frankenstein: *stomps off angrily*

Dr. Jekyll, to Edward Hyde: *blushing* … Thank you.

Edward Hyde: Eh, it's nothing.

Dr. Jekyll: Why did you defend me?

Edward Hyde: Hey, you're still my creator and my other half! And that little shit certainly has no right to talk shit about you. If anyone does, it's me. It's my privilege and mine alone. Do you hear me?

Dr. Jekyll: Duly noted.

Frankenstein's Creature: Ahem!

Dr. Jekyll: *startled* Ah, I'm sorry. Do you want to come over for tea?

Frankenstein's Creature, surprised: Really?!

Dr. Jekyll: Sure. Well, unless you mind having Mr. West and Dr. Moreau for company.

Frankenstein's Creature: Of course not! Count me in. :)

Dr. Jekyll: Great, let's go! ^^

Victor Frankenstein: I got 'A's in both my tests last week.

Dr. Jekyll: That's great.

Victor Frankenstein: And I was productive today!

Dr. Jekyll: Awesome.

Victor Frankenstein: So this is happiness! O_O

Dr. Jekyll: … Ew.

Edward Hyde: Can we go yet?

Dorian Gray: Not yet! Gotta do make-up! ;)

Edward Hyde & Dracula: *groan*

*later, after Dorian styled them both up*

Dracula: Never mind, this was an amazing idea!

Edward Hyde: We look so good!

Herbert West: Today we're gonna show you how we keep this delicious pie we just made taste fresh. ;)

Victor Frankenstein: And how we're gonna do that? ;)

*later, after they gobbled up the pie*

Herbert West: Eat the whole thing at once.

Victor Frankenstein: *burps*

Griffin: This homework is impossible!

Victor Frankenstein: I already did it.

Everyone in class: ANSWERS?!?!?!

Victor Frankenstein: Uh-oh. O_O

Dr. Jekyll, the professor: Boy, you better run.

Victor Frankenstein: *runs from a mob that wants his homework*

Dr. Jekyll, the professor: No one is answering? I guess I'll just have to call on someone.

Victor Frankenstein: GET DOWN!!!

Everyone in class: *panics and goes down*

Dr. Jekyll: *points at Griffin* You.

Griffin: Uhm … 42?

Dr. Jekyll: WRONG!

Griffin: x_x

Herbert West: THEY GOT GRIFFIN!

Victor Frankenstein: I bombed this test! :(

Herbert West: Yeah, we all did that, I got-

Victor Frankenstein: -Ninety-seven!

Everyone in class: *throws their paper away in frustration* 

Victor Frankenstein: I'm so bad at baking.

Dr. Jekyll: Recipes are step-by-step instructions.

Victor Frankenstein: Yeah?

Dr. Jekyll: So you're actually telling everyone you can't read. 

Dr. Jekyll, to the class: Alright, who's happy to be back?

Victor Frankenstein: Absolutely no one.

Dr. Jekyll: Me neither, let's get the heck out of here.

Everyone: *boarding the next train* YAAAYYYY!!!

Victor Frankenstein: *struggling to catch up* HEY, WAIT!!!

Dr. Moreau, sternly: Where is your project?

Herbert West: Uh, right … here!

Herbert West: *holds up a dog* PUPPY!

Dr. Moreau: *gasps* PUPPY!!!

Everyone in class: *squeals in delight*

Frankenstein's Creature to Edward Hyde: You ever thought about shaving your body or cutting your hair?

Edward Hyde: You ever thought about why your dad left you?

Frankenstein's Creature: …

Edward Hyde: Oh crap.

Frankenstein's Creature: *starts to cry*

Edward Hyde: I'm sorry!

#the picture of dorian gray #The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde #dracula #the phantom of the opera #frankenstein #the island of dr. moreau #reanimator #the invisible man #dorian gray #Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde #Dr. Jekyll #henry jekyll #Mr. Hyde #edward hyde #count dracula #abraham van helsing #van helsing #erik #phantom of the opera #frankensteins creature #victor frankenstein #dr moreau #herbert west #griffin #invisible man #vine compilation #sorry not sorry

[titansandothersrp]

Chop Chop

(This is a compiled roleplay between my Beast Boy muse and the Raven muse of @azarathian . This is a very old roleplay we wrote under different usernames, but I labeled our writing with our current usernames.)

titansandothersrp (Beast Boy): “Alright, Rae. You should be able to handle this; no problem! Fried zucchini is easy! Ya just slice it, dip it in some stuff, and fry it.” 

“I’ll get the zucchini. Think you can measure out some stuff?” azarathian (Raven): Mission try to teach Raven how to cook: round two.

This time she was determined to take extra care with her instructions and not re-decorate the kitchen with ingredients that should otherwise be in the dish. To succeed, she had to listen to her chef’s every direction, and follow as best she could. “Easy,” she said, perhaps a tad too confidently. They were just starting, after all. Still, his positive nature was just rubbing off on her without her say. A good thing, really. Without depending on the other, she looked to the recipe sheet herself, examining what ingredients she had to measure out and how much of each they needed.

“Okay. One hundred and fifteen grams of flour, and the same for the breadcrumbs,” she uttered to herself, reaching for the flour to begin with. titansandothersrp (Beast Boy): Beast Boy got out the zucchini and headed for the sink. “I like your attitude~” He grinned over at her. He proceeded to start the tap and place the veggie under it, making sure to get it nice and clean… Perhaps a little too clean. Rather than focusing on the zucchini in his hands, he was watching Raven, keeping the zucchini under the water for longer than necessary. 

Seeing her now made his heart flutter and he tried to enjoy the feeling whenever he could… as long as Raven wasn’t looking. azarathian (Raven): “Don’t praise me yet,” she replied without looking, intent on measuring out the bag of flour just right. Perhaps the fact she’d actually succeeded last time was granting her the belief in herself to do even better this time. He’d shown her that, despite her past blunders, she could actually cook if she put her mind and focus into it.

Taking the bag in both hands, she poured as gently as she could, until the first few powdery grains tumbled out into the measuring cup. Last time she’d poured something as messy as flour, it had resulted in disaster, but Raven kept a steady hand, her stare glued to the contents as it trickled down. It didn’t matter if she was slow, as long as she was satisfied with her efforts. Okay, poured a little too much, but that’s okay… she thought to herself, noticing the peak of the heap was taller than what it should be. She didn’t let it stunt her progress, merely remembering Beast Boy’s advice and swiping the heap off the top so it was flat. Next the girl looked behind her shoulder to address her chef. “Where should I put the flour? Straight in the mixing bowl?” titansandothersrp (Beast Boy): “Hzuwah?” He had zoned out looking at her and was just now coming to his senses. “Oh! Uh…” He pulled the zucchini out from under the tap and turned it off. “Yes. Just put it in there with the rest of the dry ingredients.” He brought the zucchini over to the cutting board. “By the way, it’s a bit easier to just scoop it out of the bag with the cup. It’s less likely to spill than when trying to pour it.” azarathian (Raven): “Right.” Hearing his assent, she took the measuring cup in hand and poured the flour into the larger mixing bowl, then repeated the exact same step with the breadcrumbs, but this time taking the advice of his new tip to better fulfil the action. All going well so far, though it had hardly been rocket science. She was still allowed to feel proud. A good start was likely to mean a good finish, after all. If she remembered right from the recipe list, she next needed to add in a pinch of salt, pepper and garlic powder to the mixing bowl to enhance the flavour. Acting on her own, she searched the kitchen cupboards to take out said items, then proceeded to add each one effortlessly.

titansandothersrp (Beast Boy): As Raven went about her tasks, Beast Boy got out a knife and proceeded to cut the zucchini into slices. He was staying focused on his task, until his gaze wandered once more onto Raven. He kept quiet, save for the thunk sound of the knife hitting the cutting board. Soon, however, it was replaced with a new sound. A loud, pained yelp escaped the changeling as the knife went part way through his finger. He cursed, a relative rarity for him, and gripped the bleeding appendage in his free hand. azarathian (Raven): The wail set the once quiet kitchen in a sudden dread, the empath’s head swinging round instantly to discover the cause. She was met with an injured Beast Boy gripping his bleeding finger in pain. In seconds, she was over to him, concerned.

“How did you manage that?” Sights set on the cut, she eyed it before lifting her gaze to the shapeshifter’s.

She knew not to worry too much; after all, the boy had endured far worse than a simple kitchen-knife cut in the past. Still, his expression disclosed the pain he was clearly in. Her mouth turned down at the corners to form a frown.

titansandothersrp (Beast Boy):

As he grimaced, he tried to think up an excuse. He couldn’t exactly say he was gawking at her and not looking where he was slicing. “I sort of zoned out and didn’t notice my finger there.” Not exactly a lie. “It should be fine.” He tried to put up a tough exterior, but it hurt like hell and blood was seeping from his finger. azarathian (Raven): “Smooth.”

With a final glance she turned to the sink and wet a nearby cloth beneath the faucet. Moving swiftly so the blood didn’t fall to the floor, she turned the tap off and was quickly back to facing the boy, the damp cloth in hand. “Hold still,” she told him, before taking the underside of his hand in her own whilst the other pressed the cloth against his finger. She remained that way for a good few seconds, ensuring all the blood was absorbed into the fabric and the pressure against the gash was preventing more from flowing. Carefully, she then slid the cloth off his finger to reveal the clean but deep cut beneath.

titansandothersrp (Beast Boy): “Okay.” He kept his hand still as she grabbed it. Despite the pain he was in, he couldn’t help but think about the fact she was basically holding his hand. A heat rose to his face as he tried to keep his cool. 

“How’s it look?” azarathian (Raven): For a brief moment she turned his finger to get a better look, inspecting the cut before giving her reply.

“Well, if you’re lucky you won’t die,” she smirked down. Though she had somewhat noticed the tinge to his cheeks, she assumed he was merely embarrassed by the scream he’d made over something so minor. All the more reason to poke fun at him now. She moved his hand in her own, bringing it into the right position before she curled a few fingers around the wound. Softly, she pressed down against it, until an azure radiance enveloped his finger and the cut along with it. She exhaled gently through her nose as the healing transpired, and watched as the once red and stinging gash dissolved to nothing. His flesh was untarnished, and hopefully the pain should’ve entirely dissipated as well. “There. You’ll be fine.”

titansandothersrp (Beast Boy): He gave a weak chuckle to her joke, feeling rather flustered. His face only reddened further with the the gentle touching to his hand. Soon, there was an aura around his finger and his cut began hurting less and less until it was gone. “Whoa…” He looked at his hand, curling and uncurling his fingers. 

“You healed it completely… Good as new!” azarathian (Raven): “Yep.” It wasn’t exactly a challenge for her to heal a gash as small as that, so his awed expression was slightly amusing.

“Which means, back to work. This thing isn’t gonna cook itself.” With that, she turned her back on the boy once more, knowing he was completely fine now whilst she was eager to press on with the task at hand. She returned to her spot at the counter where the mixing bowl sat, taking a wooden spoon from the side and mixing all the ingredients together to form a dry coating for the zucchini.

titansandothersrp (Beast Boy): He chuckled. “I’d say chop chop, but I already did that.” 

The changeling went back to his task of slicing zucchini, making sure to keep his eyes on the knife this time. Though his eyes were focused, his mind wandered. He felt like he was falling harder for Raven each time he saw her. What was he going to do about this? Was he just going to keep his feelings secret forever? He couldn’t do that. He’d go insane! But would he ruin their friendship by saying something? He soon finished his task and went back to watching Raven. If she stayed as accepting as she has been recently, maybe she wouldn’t be upset if he told her the truth. He would have to wait for the right moment though.

And who knows? Maybe she’d come to like him back. azarathian (Raven): She halted at his pun and tilted her head back, just enough for him to catch the blatant roll of her eyes before continuing on with slicing up onions on a chopping board. The quiet of the two carrying out their tasks was refreshing; it was a welcomed change to just feel comfortable in silence, with the occasional chatter. It didn’t feel forced or awkward, just… natural, almost. Raven wasn’t entirely sure when they’d come to a point of merely enjoying each other’s company without the need for gossip, but she made no effort to pinpoint the change, merely content with the calm and complacent air around them. As she went on with cooking, she moved about the kitchen as she pleased, but couldn’t help capturing the familiar pair of beryl eyes that would fall on her from time to time. Though the girl chose not to comment, she was not naive to Beast Boy’s fleeting glimpses in her direction. She had always been the observant type. Even so, the magus was an illegible book, thoughts confined to her head and only escaping in wisps of an ethereal smile, which would grace her lips as she turned away from the other. [ FIN ]

#RP: Chop Chop #roleplay #azarathian #TAOMuse: Beast Boy #compiled roleplay #completed roleplay

[10hour11minute]

Lin’s Word Dump Masterpost

basically a compilation of all the crap I say (#lin says stuff) so I have less posts on this blog LOL

If you don't want to see... ...my random text posts, blacklist #lin says stuff ...my negative/possibly triggering/rant posts, blacklist #;negative

180611: Do you think ghost cheetahs ever try to race cars on the highway

180924: the recipe for the best 'dessert' I can make:

take a cup out of ur cupboard that’s not super tiny

crumble up a brownie to fill 2/3-1/2 cup (I like using brownies 1-2 days old bc it isn’t super soft or crusty; a nice mix between soft and cronchy)

Microwave the brownies for about 15 seconds (your preference) You can switch steps 2-3 if your brownie is too hard to crumble

Make sure your brownies are nice and crumbled (if they’re still too hard... just stab that thing with a fork)

Scoop out as much ice cream as you want into the cup (u can use any flavour but vanilla is noice)

Don’t mix the ice cream and brownies- just turn the ice cream around in the cup so the brownie covers the outside of ur scoop

BOOM ice cream brownies

181104: so I kinda just. yawned which transitioned into a whispered “banana bread”

181118: My mom just dropped me off at our apartment and said “bye, good luck!” as if I now had to battle ferocious monsters and complete various sidequests to get home-

181126: movies always have the characters own a top locker, but like I want a movie where the main character and another character walk to their locker and the other character opens their own locker and starts talking and it cuts to a shot of the mc squatting down to open their bottom locker

190223: Y’all ya girl finally gets to play in a parade today!!!

190224: This isn’t going to make sense to any of you but I think Bryan could pull of singing Drive By by Train (just dc things...but day6 brian too)

190301:

So there are these guys I KEEP USING THIS AS A SENTENCE STARTER AKSB that are all kind of friends (they all are friends with my gay friend)

I kind of walked in on the 4 of them fooling around like "So how are my tall asian boys?" honestly me @ seventeen

So now I'm thinking of them in a band/kgroup-

we s t a n (I want to make a comic/promo art akajhs)

#also one of them was like "ahem did u just assume my gender" and like beNT DOWN TO REACH MY HEIGHT SO WAS LIKE BISH EXCUSE ME- #i'll probs make them a kpop group so i don't use their real names lmao

190318: I just choked on cereal and lost a piece of my soul

190407: just burned my tongue with cream cheese reminds me of that time i burnt my thumb with cheese and also that time i burnt my fingerprint off with hot glue

190415: y’all it’s been almost a year since I’ve touched a saxophone and i am d e p r e s s o and am having literal nightmares (im not kidding, i’m dreaming of band still) that I will never play one again asdfjklh im laughing but im crying

190425: O SHIT IM PANROMANTIC AND ASEXUAL THAT MEANS IM PAN-ACE THAT’S WHY IM ALWAYS PANICKING BC PANACING

sometime before 190126:

Since I was little, I always kind of had this headcanon that everyone has a soulmate and a ‘soulfriend’ except if you find your 2 people you won’t know which is which

And like your soulmate’s soulfriend might not be your soulfriend

Then it kind of just turned into a story where a person finds their 2 soulbuds but falls in love with the wrong person

And like how hard would that be for the actual soulmate?? Like “do I have 2 soulfriends orrr”

190516: could someone buy me a spiderman hoodie thanks

#bonus points if its a jacket that zips up all the way past my face so i can hide from my problems

190619: So in the past hour I have:

failed to boil and egg

gotten sad about failing to boil an egg

eaten bread because I was sad about failing to boil an egg

190719: I’d like to drop all my aspirations and become a pirate

190724:

sO I WAS JUST IN A HOUSE WITH 6 LESBIANS AND NO DUDES SO IN TOTAL 8 LGBTQ+ FEMALES IN THE HOUSE and we were facetiming another lgbtq+ girl I think so THE GAY WILL PREVAIL

I FORGOT TO UPDATE

BUT THE GIRL MY AGE AND THE GIRL WE WERE FACETIMING ARE NOW DATING

WHICH MEANS THERE WERE ACTUALLY 7 LESBIANS AND ONE ASEXUAL (me) IN THE HOUSE FACETIMING ANOTHER LESBIAN SO 8 LESBIANS THAT WERE ACTUALLY 4 COUPLES

190804: Ya bro just drew tiny alchemy symbols on her forearms with metallic nailpolish and it looks cool!!

190818: My life is an anime and I don’t like the genre

190819: SOMEONE JUST SAID THE “id die for you” “THEN PERISH” meme out loud in the real life and i was NOT PREPARED

190821:

Dunno if i should be flattered or concerned my friend in my geo class is texting me during geo class while im stuck at home on doctor’s orders being sick amd depressed

I just ate a fortune cookie with

“Judge one not by his charms, but by his actions.”

And now he’s sending me videos of what the teacher’s saying

Thanku panda express I’ll trust u this once

He’s sending me pictures of his notes im aksjdh

Me: Thanku youre a very valid smol child

190830: I remember that 1 post abt how tears of different emotions look different under a microscope, like hecc yeah they sure taste different too

190910: I GOT DROPPED FROM MY HOMEROOM IM DYING

191009: methinks it’s very bde of me to eat a whole mango slice like a banana (it’s more like the consistency of an apple when frozen or kinda like a watermelon when it gets to room temp but anyway)

191017: We just watched I Don’t Want to Go Back Alone and I want to cry hdjajjd It’s so sweet and the way the short film is shot does a gr8 job at telling the story

191212: Random but i iust remembered theres a guy in my health class that thinks/thought I’m a junior/older than him, but ironically he’s like 3 months older than me lmfao

200409: ik “do you think in Canadian” is a sentence that shouldn’t make sense but I 100% think in Canadian smh (this is abt humor vs humour)

#lin says stuff #.txt

[life-with-disordered-eating-blog]

Towards Recovery and Intuitive Eating

Week #1 This Sunday it’s been a full week since my “epiphany” regarding the need and desire to fully recover from my disordered eating and overexercising habits, so I thought I’d share some struggles and some things I’m proud of. I’m proud of

Not looking at any step-tracking app to check how much exercise I did every day: It’s liberating. I get to walk around without carrying my phone everywhere at all times (that’s where I keep my apps, as I don’t have a Fitbit), yay! It’s very uncomfortable when you go to the toilet and you only have back pockets. I almost dropped it into the toilet a couple of times.

Not going out or pacing indoors for disordered reasons: I got to spend more quality time with my girlfriend and also had more time for myself. I went to the park and wrote, wrote at home, read, watched TV, and took care of house chores and the daily shopping without time constraints or (excessive) stress.

Eating when I felt hungry: I didn’t always do this, but it happened a couple of times. This morning, for example, I was hungry a couple of hours after breakfast, so I had some banana and peanut butter, when I would have waited for about two hours and a half to three hours and then only had either veggies or fruit. Instead, I tried to think of what I felt in the mood for, and my body said, “Peanut butter and banana.” So peanut butter and banana it was.

Paying more attention to my post-meal physical reactions: I already have a number of foods I know I have to eat in moderation, because they give me some discomfort. For example, I feel weird and uncomfortable after having a lot of sugary foods at once, or I feel bloated when I eat too many parsnips. On the other hand, I am compiling a list of foods I want to eat in great quantity for whatever reason. This includes avocado, chickpeas, peanut butter, eggs, and Heck chicken chipolatas (a brand of sausages only available in the UK), and it keeps getting longer.

Doing workouts I truly enjoy as opposed to obsessive-compulsive exercise: I started weightlifting following some short workout videos on YouTube, made by professional fitness trainers and designed for beginners. I love weight lifting, so I’m going to do it alongside running, but I will reduce running workouts in terms of time per session and number of sessions per week. I’m having so much fun with my weights! Which are ridiculously light, but we all have to start somewhere. Plus it’s just sheer fun; I don’t plan to become a professional bodybuilder or anything.

Struggles

Guilt: Some days, like today, are easier than others. These easier days usually occur when I do some type of moderate/high intensity exercise. I’d like to change that, but I have to remind myself this is only Week 1. Sometimes I have been really tempted to walk more or eat less to curb my fear. Sometimes I have done both, although I think they were only exceptions in an otherwise not-too-disordered week.

Excuses: I still make so many excuses – or rather my flatmate does. If I feel a little discomfort, she perks up and whispers, “How about you skip your snack or eat less at your next meal? What if you walk around a little and see if it gets any better? Shouldn’t you exercise today, too?” I’ve tried to shut her up. Her voice can be truly annoying.

Meltdowns: I had one severe breakdown yesterday. First my girlfriend and I went out for the daily shopping, then we went back home and at first I decided to go out again. However, I stopped myself five minutes after leaving the flat and asked her to go back, because it wasn’t what I wanted or needed to do at the time. Then I spent some time worrying about my decision not to walk more and I felt stressed and unable to focus. BUT (there’s a happy ending!) I took my laptop and went to the park, where I wrote without looking at my phone. I needed time away from the internet, which could have tempted me into researching food, recipes, and whatnot, as well as the flat, where I could have decided to start pacing obsessively. It was overall a triumph, but I’d rather not have similar breakdowns to begin with.

I thought I’d share some honesty and positivity on this fine Sunday (well, it’s fine in the UK, at the very least!). Have a nice day, folks!

#orthorexia #ed recovery #ed problems #ed related #ed #body positivity #food positivity #week 1

[eigwayne]

Happy Birthday Choriisu Setsuna!

Gundam 00 Week, Day 6 - April 7th Can also be interpreted as: Setsuna’s birthday, UC Gundam crossover/AU, Gunpla, Mobile Suits

Saji and Louise discover it’s Setsuna’s birthday. The world’s tamest birthday party ensues, but ‘tame’ doesn’t mean Setsuna knows what to do. Birthday fluff, chorii~su!

———–

It’s set toward the end of the first season and there are some references to events in Season One, so mild spoilers. There’s also a reference so a drama track but you should be able to get the joke without it? I hope?

Or you can watch/read these:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wXKA_9RoRY8

http://dramacdtranslations.tumblr.com/post/55193324939/cd-drama-special-mobile-suit-gundam-00-another

Oh, and the AO3 mirror for the story is here.

———–

“Sa~ji~” Louise whined. “But I don’t like him!”

“Louise,” Saji said, who resisted the urge to whine himself and instead tried to placate her, somehow. “You do not not like him. Plus, it’s his birthday, and Sis said he was all alone over there.” He didn’t know how or when Kinue had gotten their taciturn neighbor’s birthday out of him, or even when they had talked at all, but she had.

“Oh. That’s sad.” Louise’s expression fell and she stopped kicking her feet against the couch. “No one should be alone on their birthday.”

She said it with such a melancholy tone that Saji suspected she had been alone for one of hers. It wasn’t the last one; she’d been with him for that and the date they’d gone on had cost him an arm and a leg. But she’d smiled the whole time so it had totally been worth it. Louise’s smile was like sunshine.

“So does that mean you’ll go next door and get him so I can finish decorating the cake?” Saji asked gently.

“I’ll do it,” she said. There was a pout in her voice and she bounced off the couch with more force than was strictly necessary, but she headed to the door, her hair swishing against her back.

Saji sighed heavily, wishing she wouldn’t put on such a show all the time, and turned back to the cake.

*~*~*~*~*

Louise knocked loudly on the neighbor boy’s door. “Setsuna?” she called. She waited, not exactly patiently, for him to get to the door. She could hear him moving inside so she wasn’t leaving. She told Saji she would get him, so she was going to get him.

Finally the door opened a crack and Setsuna’s gold-brown eyes peeked out. “Louise Halevy,” he said by way of greeting.

“Good afternoon, Setsuna,” she said, putting on her brightest smile. “I’ve come to invite you over to Saji’s.”

“Thank you. No,” he said, and started to close the door.

Louise was a smart girl. She’d already tucked her toe in the crack, expecting him to shut the door at least once. Instead of closing shut, the door was stopped by her shoe.

“Saji has been working really hard on this meal,” she scolded. “And I know you’re not doing anything for your birthday, you’re too quiet to be doing something. So you are going to come to Saji’s and have some food and cake and I bought you a present so you’re coming over.”

Setsuna was a smart boy. He’d already picked up that he shouldn’t refuse Louise, especially when she got that tone. “All right. Let me put on a shirt.”

Louise’s eyes widened at the thought that he might not be dressed. Her gaze fell and she caught a glimpse of a bare arm (what on earth did he do to get such muscle definition as a just-turned-seventeen-year-old!?), and she quickly looked away from the crack in the door, her cheeks getting hot. But she didn’t move her foot in case he tried to close the door and escape. There was a soft rustling and he came back to the door with a plain, high-colored button down shirt that he was swiftly doing the buttons on.

“Are we going?” he said in the same flat tone as always. Louise let out a small, annoyed huff, and whirled on her heel. She had half a mind to close Saji’s door in Setsuna’s face.

*~*~*~*~*

Setsuna hadn’t had a real birthday party since he was eight or so. There was a few attempts to exchange gifts in the interim years, but they were mostly hushed, hurried affairs, the other boys in the KGB giving him tokens, and him returning the favor when he could. Those gifts were useful and therefore used, or destroyed in the fighting. Gone.

So he was completely out of his element even though his ‘party’ consisted of himself, Saji Crossroad, and Louise Halevy. Louise chattered to fill up the quiet, and Saji played host, and Setsuna sat like a lump.

The food was great, though, and he happily cleaned his plate and nodded when Saji asked if he wanted another helping. Saji beamed at him and went to get him seconds. Louise leaned over and whispered, “See, I told you. Saji’s the best cook.” Setsuna nodded again, although he was fairly certain Kinue was the better cook. Still, the Crossroad siblings had made him the tastiest meals he’d had in a long, long time.

(In the years that followed, he would think back on those meals as he ate MREs and energy bars to survive. They were a precious, painful memory of the world he was trying to protect.)

“Open the presents!” Louise said after Saji cleared their plates from lunch. “And then we can have cake!” She seemed far more cheerful than when she had pried him away from his nap. Even though it wasn’t her birthday, she was enjoying the festivities. Good food, some TV show they were all ignoring in the background, Saji waiting on her… It must be everything she wanted, Setsuna thought.

(Setsuna didn’t know, but in the years that followed, she would look back on this as the day Saji’s weird neighbor was almost human, and Saji was an angel. It was a precious, painful memory of the world she could never have back.)

Saji deposited a box on Setsuna’s lap. “Here. It’s from my sister. She had to work today so she couldn’t be here, but she left this for you. I guess Celestial Being is keeping her busy again.”

“Celestial Being is keeping a lot of people busy,” Setsuna muttered. He tore the tape on the box. Inside was a photo of Exia in exceptional quality, a print from a newsreel about Azadistan. The Gundam stood in the palace courtyard, hand extended. The shadows were long, showing it was late in the day, but the whole thing had a serenity to it, the calm of a clear sunset.

He’d slipped when Kinue was talking to him once, probably the same day he’d let his birthday out, and Kinue had found out that he didn’t entirely hate the Gundams and liked ‘the blue one, that rescued a religious leader in the Middle East.’ Her description, not his, but at least he hadn’t given away anything else.

“Oooh, that’s a cool shot,” Louise said. She sighed. “Remember when they did their first thing, and it didn’t seem so bad? I mean, they did stuff like this back then.”

“Louise, that was only six months ago,” Saji pointed out.

“Yeah, but it’s like they’re two completely different people now! Ever since the red ones-”

Setsuna stiffened and wished he’d grabbed his gun. Did she know? He could probably take one of them bare-handed if there was trouble, but that would give the other time to call for help or escape. He’d have to take Louise out first- she looked like she could scream louder and run faster than Saji.

“Let’s not ruin the party with politics,” Saji said, waving his hands. Setsuna relaxed, just a little. Saji’s eyes were guileless as always. The only thing Saji could threaten was a sink full of dishes.

“Oh my god, she gave you that, too?” Saji’s face fell and he pointed at a video in the box.

It had been underneath the photo frame. A video of classic Japanese comedy, a compilation of the best stand-up and variety acts from 300-200 years ago.

Setsuna groaned inwardly. Damn Personality Type R35 and it’s idiotic verbal tick! At least he had talked Sumeragi out of making him use it more than once (he vaguely remembered saying ‘This is supposed to be a safehouse, not a madhouse!’ in a rare act of rebellion), but he’d had to explain his personality shift to Kinue and now she thought they shared an interest in this… drivel.

“I’m sorry, choriisu,” Saji said, patting his shoulder. Setsuna didn’t like the laughter in his tone and scowled. If he never heard that sorry excuse for a catchphrase, it would be too soon.

“We’re not watching it,” Louise said with authority. Setsuna silently thanked her imperial attitude for the first and only time. “Do Saji’s next! We’ll save the best for last.” She grinned and winked, and Saji flushed.

“Sorry it’s not very flashy,” he said as he gave a slim wrapped package to Setsuna. When the paper was off, Setsuna held a book of recipes for college students.

Saji awkwardly had a hand behind his neck, a pose that Setsuna had come to equate with Japan in general and Saji Crossroad in particular. “Sorry,” he said again.

“It’s fine,” Setsuna said, thumbing through it quickly. “It will be useful.” It would, with all the tips on cooking fast and buying cheap and adding nutrition to near-garbage.

“And now mine!” Louise plunked a box in his lap. It was a clothing box and very lightweight. Saji let out a low whistle when he saw the emblem on it, some expensive brand name Setsuna wouldn’t recognize until he looked it up later.

It was a scarf in a creamy beige color. Setsuna gingerly stroked the fabric. “Soft.”

“Mm-hm!” Louise said, still as excited as if the present was for herself. Setsuna would learn later that she loved gifts. Giving was as good as receiving (unless it was Saji and then she expected to receive). “It’s nice and light for summer! So you can keep your look even when it’s hot out. Don’t think I didn’t notice you’re always in one!”

“Thank you,” Setsuna murmured, unsure of how else to respond. “And thank your sister for me.”

“Sure!” Saji said, beaming.

“Saji, Saji! Take a picture!” Louise held out one of their phones- Saji’s probably, from the lack of cutesy straps dangling off it- and once Saji took it, she picked up the scarf and wrapped it around Setsuna.

Saji squeezed closer to Setsuna and held out the phone. Louise grinned and flashed a peace sign.

“Happy Birthday, Setsuna!” they both said as he took the picture.

Setsuna’s cheeks felt warm and he wondered if he was over-exhausted or if the pair were just too close, snugged up against his sides. He found that he was okay if it was the latter, and hid his smile against the silk of his new scarf.

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So we’ve gotten past the arrival of your Elf on the Shelf.  Now what?  Christmas is not complete without these cute little fellas in your home. So, all December long, enjoy the fun tricks with these Santa’s Subordinates in your home.

Your friends are posting all kinds of fun and crazy things their Elf is doing but, be it exhaustion, lack of creative juices, or what have you, you’re stumped.

Fear Not!! I’ve been there, done that!  So in the interest of parents far and wide who’ve struggled like I have to get the Elf juices flowing, I’ve compiled a list of fun Elfish ideas for this Holiday.  Some are from around the net, some from friends, and a couple – I’m proud to say – have emerged from my own creativity and have become a favorite giggle fest memory with my girls.

Don’t wake up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat, realizing that you forgot to do something cute with your Elf – AGAIN – grab this list

Without further ado – please enjoy this list of fun Elf ideas!!

🎄  This Elf is as sweet as candy!  Literally!

🎄  Want to drive home that you can’t touch the Elf?  These little guys have Christmas Pox and it’s highly contagious! 

🎄  Most kiddos love magic and so does the Elf on the Shelf!

🎄  Tie your elf up in Christmas decorations!  This can only mean one thing: it’s D-Day – time to decorate the tree!

🎄  Your elf wants to be nice and snuggly, wrap him up in toilet paper.  Potty jokes are funny right?

🎄  This naughty Elf has been raiding the marshmallows! 

🎄  Perhaps your Elf has a beef with Frosty, or a rivalry?  This Elf was teaching him a lesson!

🎄  Set your Elf up with Christmas-y books open in a circle around him. It’s a great way to entice your kids to sit and read!

🎄  What elf, or kiddo for that matter, doesn’t like kisses? Set your little Elf in a mini kissing booth surrounded by kisses!  Get the printable by Living Locurto here.

🎄  Again with the potty humor? You Betcha!  Elfie, disguised as the Grinch, and some Stink, Stank, Stunk spray!

🎄  Set your Elf up to help bake some cookies with the fam!  Do you have a favorite cookie recipe?  Check out this free printable from Mom Envy to set up this Elvish scene here.

🎄  Again with the Marshmallows?  Heck yeah!!!  They’re yummy and look like snowballs!

🎄  This Elf is going to take his pet Dino for a walk. How cute is that?

🎄  Was it super noisy in your house? Have your Elf take a personal day for some R & R!

🎄  Get your Elf in on shoveling snow the easy way, cotton balls and a spoon will do it.

🎄  Some kiddos might need a little reminder to be good and do their chores.  Give yourself a break and make your Elf tell them!

🎄  This one take a little more planning but how cute are these Elf sized cookies!!  Get the instructions from This Mama Loves here.

🎄  If your Elf has a little naughty streak, you can set her up with a glue stick and a book. This little Elf is trying to glue your book shut!

🎄  If your Elf gets hungry don’t let him eat the wrong treats!

🎄 Because well? Sometimes a visual behavior system is just what the kids need to be reminded that acting like sugared up tornadoes will not get them in Santa’s good graces.

🎄 If your Elf has been super naughty, make him or her write lines – no excuses!

🎄 Our Elf loves to go fishing in the Bathroom Sink, and the kids think it’s hilarious.  The fishy crackers get a little soggy after a while but they get the picture.

🎄 Here’s another fun printable from This Mama Loves  so you can set your Elf up with his very own Marshmallow Dunk Tank!  Download Here.

🎄 Teach your kiddos to pay it forward while recycling… AND alleviate some clutter int he play room before Santa brings a new delivery!

🎄 Here’s a simple but funny Elf set up.  All Elves love Googly Eyes!

🎄 Get your kids out the door to school faster by letting your Elf ride in the car to see their school.  Make sure you have an extra seat belt available. 😉

🎄 This one is quite impressive and takes a bit more effort.  If you can get this one done in early in the month, you can reuse some of the paper to do your gift wrapping.

🎄 Say Cheese!  Your Elf is now a photographer. Line up some of your kiddo’s favorite toys for a bit of Elf photography.

🎄 Another variation, getting your Elf all rolled up.  If you need a really easy option that takes almost no planning or prep. This toilet roll scenario is pretty perfect.

🎄 Elvin Taco Tuesday – Let’s Taco’bout it! This is kinda fun. We love taco night in our house, and so does our Elf!

🎄 This Elf in a balloon will amaze your little ones as they try and work out how the Elf got inside. Take care not to pop the balloon in the process though, because you don’t want your kiddos waking up with a fright late at night and coming to investigate.

🎄 Sometimes you need to give the little people a friendly Elf reminder to be nice instead of naughty.

🎄 This is a fun idea if you have more than one Elf in your house, or if you want to get your other favorite toys involved.  Send them out to a sac race!

🎄 Bath time is important, even if you are an Elf. Use cotton balls to give your Elf a good bubble bath.  Your dollhouse or Barbie bath is the perfect size.

🎄 Sometimes our Elf likes to just hike up the tree and hang out with the angel. Just hanging about and making friends with the other festive character in the house. This is a quick and easy last-minute Elf move.

🎄 This Elf balloon ride might require a few extra props that you don’t already have laying around at home.  You can go all out, or keep it simpler, the choice is yours.

🎄 We love My Little Pony’s! Dashing through the snow, with a bunch of My Little Pony friends…

🎄 Nutcrackers are a staple at Christmas time. Grab a regal outfit for your Elf while he hangs out with some of her Nutcracker peeps.

🎄 Get into the spirit of baking. A messy but fun idea is to write your Elf’s name in flour on the kitchen counter. Make sure you time it on a day you don’t need to use that area!

🎄 This is probably my kiddos favorite Elf prank so far.  We’ve done a few variations (family underwear collection pictured below), but the favorite was when Else, our Elf stole the girl’s underwear and hung them all over the tree.  They could not stop giggling every time they passed the tree.

🎄 Make use of you festive decorations with simple scenarios like this one. These reindeer have featured in many an Elf encounter over the years.

🎄 Similar to the cotton ball bubble bath from earlier, this bauble bath is a fun festive twist.

🎄 Sometimes it happens, someone touches the Elf.  Have your Elf bring some Magic Elf Dust just in case so you can keep the Elfish fun alive.

🎄 Your Elf can give the kiddos a not so subtle reminder to be good listeners this year!

🎄 Play Hide and Seak with your Elf!  If you need something quick, hide and seek is the easiest thing ever and there are so many places for the elves to hide in the house.

🎄 If your Elf is feeling under the weather, make sure you set him up with the proper items to help him get to feeling better!

🎄 If you’re itching for a fun craft project to put out with your Elf, check out this tutorial from Make Life Lovely for a cute little Elf Door.

🎄 Perhaps your Elf needs a little speed. Grab some legos and matchbox cars or hot-wheels and let him go for a car race.

🎄 Do you want to build a snowman? Your Elf does!!

🎄 Is your Elf an adrenaline junkie? Check out this cute DIY Lego Zipline from Mama Cheaps.  Tutorial here.

🎄 The Elf on the Shelf is a Jack (or Jill) of all trades, and today she’s a painter.

🎄 ‘Nuf said for this Elf! LOL

🎄 Another Poo reference!

🎄 This Batman Elf  has got things handled.

🎄 It’s the attack of the Lego People!!  

🎄 If your Elf is feeling a bit lonely send him out on a date with Barbie… no curfew. 

🎄 Elves love doing the magic egg trick!!

🎄 Another fun Elf zipline adventure.  This one is a little more simple and easy to set up.

🎄 This Elf decided to help with chores.  Way to get going on the laundry!

🎄 This set up cracks me up and is such a cute idea. I love the little Elf Illustrated magazine he’s enjoying while sunbathing.

🎄 Need another use for all those tupperware lids? Why not let the Elf take a sledding ride?

🎄 If you need to rope your kids into helping string lights, let the elf show you how it’s done.

🎄 This cute idea shows a fun way to get Elsa from Frozen involved. Watch out though, you’ll need to thaw your Elf after.  Or you could just Let it go…

🎄 Everyone loves a good game of angry birds… even Christmas Elves.

🎄 Yup it’s messy, but if you’re looking for an inexpensive activity for your Elf that will make the kiddos crack up, try making snow angels in flower on the countertop.

🎄 Does your Elf have a 5 o’clock shadow? Set this up for your kids to find in the morning.

🎄 This scene cracks me up every time. A good rescue mission might be in order here. Set the scene with some army figurines and blue painters tape.

🎄 Drawing on your family photos with dry erase markers is certainly one of the Elf’s more mischievous tricks.

🎄 Everyone loves watching Christmas movies, don’t leave out your Elf!

🎄 Here’s another fun way to dress up a family photo…  Rudolph style.

🎄 Ummmm…. Someone got their hand stuck in the cookie jar.  Or more aptly, in the M&M bag.  Naughty Elf.

🎄 TPing the Christmas tree.

🎄 Boy those reindeer make a mess!

🎄 This. Is. Adorable.  If you are a Harry Potter fan, or have kids that are, make sure your Elf has a day to be Harry this Holiday.

🎄 Do I need to put a caption? 

🎄  Get your Elves into the ALS Ice Bucket Challenge.  It’s the Elf Bucket Challenge.

🎄 Recycle those old Pringles containers and let your Elf wear it for a day.

🎄 Have your Elf bring the kiddos a Gingerbread House Kit!

🎄 Hide and Seek!  Your Elf fits perfectly in the silverware drawer.

🎄 Is your Elf a joker? Ours is!

🎄 This Elf idea is so fun and your kids will love it.

🎄 Tie your Elf up and let the kiddos rescue him from the train!

🎄 Just let your Elf hang around.

🎄 Don’t do this one unless you have another toilet to use!

🎄 Our Elf usually ends up in the laundry at least once a year.

🎄 If your Elf likes to live on the edge, perhaps he likes to Rock – or bow – climb.

🎄 With all that candy and marshmallow consumption, perhaps your Elf needs a good workout.

🎄 This idea is hilarious.  Use washable markers to draw funny faces on your kiddos.  Or use a red marker and give them a Rudolph nose.  

🎄 HOT DOG that’s a clever Elf.

🎄 For those of you who have stuck it out until the very end, I’ve compiled a little slideshow of completely inappropriate but hilarious Elf on the Shelf scenes.  View with caution!

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  All The Elf On The Shelf Ideas You Need This Holiday! So we've gotten past the arrival of your Elf on the Shelf.  Now what?  Christmas is not complete without these cute little fellas in your home.