“Genma was comfortable, effervescently happy, and profoundly relaxed, but sharp and alert, and fully in control.”

This is going on my list of things I want to try out whenever I am going to cross into another reality – drinking some of the tanuki sake. I mean seriously? Who wouldn’t dream of experiencing something like this just through a sip of liquified bliss?

 “And my dad would be sad if I didn’t come home. It’s almost my birthday, and he always bakes a big cake.” That, at last, seemed to be the argument that made sense to the little tanuki. Understanding dawned on Hideki’s face. “My dad makes us cakes, too.”

I mean this is so fantastic??? Like how Genma is gently explaining his reasons for leaving and getting on a level of reasoning that is relatable to everyone? I mean who wouldn’t want to be home for a big birthday-cake made with love? By their dad nonetheless? I love the cake-baking-dads <3

  “If you can’t sleep, you can meditate about obedience.”

I am SO gonna save this sentence for the time when my kids are teens and arguing over bedtime! I just love this whole parent child interaction you set up here so much!

 Kurenai was leaning back on her hands, with her hair tumbling loose around her shoulders. A faint breeze ruffled the inky waves, blowing tendrils back from her forehead. Her hitai-ate was wrapped casually around her wrist, with the heavy metal plate cushioning one palm from the grass.

Your writing is always so rich and descriptive (is that a word?) I am always feeling so close to your world and characters and getting lost in your story telling, so much atmosphere!

 “I’d like to get the story from you without any bias from your youngster with the fleabags.”

As if Kakashi would ever share his bias xD

 Raidou loosened his armor and pulled his shirt away from his chest with a sticky sound. “Point,” he said with a grimace.

Aaaaawww Raidou is always so flowery and expressive xD

 “Is this a… native aspect of your natural form?” Kurenai asked. Her composure was impressive, but even more amazing was how she could find it in herself to ask technical questions of a god.

Kurenai is like damn impressive and terrifying? I mean she is like always on duty fishing for information? Even when she is quietly observing in the background that you can nearly forget her presence until it is there again with a well thought out question?

She let herself drink them in for three deep breaths before she redirected her attention back to her own gear. At least her body could not visibly betray her. And she did badly want a bath.

You cannot imagine how often I have had that thought. I mean we have to suffer periods, cramps, have to do all the difficult parts of getting a baby, not to get into all the social cons, but AT LEAST our body doesn’t show our attraction as obviously. I have been glad about this small mercy really often…

 but what is commonplace to shinobi may appear alarming to outsiders

yes that may be the case xD

 They could leave that to the Intel analysts, who would find five years’ worth of lunchtime feuds and several never-to-be-published monographs in the contents of the forthcoming mission reports.

I love this image and how you make me want to read the nerdy squabbles of Intel analysts!

“Almost fatally,” Kurenai admitted ruefully.

Genma said quietly, “Almost fatally?” “Almost fatally,” Raidou said firmly

Your way of giving them voices, conveying so much through little perfectly placed emphases and punctuations. Perfect.

I also immensely enjoy the scene between Kurenai, Genma and the perfect bun. Genma is always so kind and attentive.

 That wording still left loopholes wide enough to run a genin team through, and half of them were intentional.

Worldbuilding.

“The thing you need to know about me, Raidou, and maybe it’s something you still need time to trust, is that whatever I am to you, and whatever you are to me, I’m a Konoha shinobi first and last. And I’m pretty sure you are, too. We both took that oath, and neither one of us would break it.”

Aaaaawwww Genma, how is anybody supposed not to fall in love with you? I immensely enjoyed that interaction between the three of them and I am a huge fan of your presentation of consent and offering without pushing and accepting ‘no’ however it is worded.

 No matter how much he wanted to slide his hand between Kurenai’s thighs, or wind his fingers through Genma’s hair to anchor his head for a kiss, he was not going to be the colossal screw up who destroyed a shipping line, lost a subordinate, and fucked his own team in the space of three months.

So to use Raidou’s words: Point. And his thoughts: Hot!

 Raidou addressed Kurenai. “How upset do you think Hatake would be if we drowned him?”

You know what is worrisome? Pakkun is one of the characters I so TOTALLY can relate to. And now Raidou wants to drown me… aaahhh life is not fair

 “The girl who spends half her time following Tousaki around like a pet? Yeah, she’s a genius.”

See? Totally relatable

 “I mean, how much difference does it make knowing that His Testicle Lordship is fourteen-thousand or old as balls?”

xDDD No further explanation needed

 “Or is there an essential Pugness, and you’re its ideal?” Pakkun gave a shout of laughter, something almost human and almost howling, undercut by a baritone rumble. “I am the pug,” he cackled. “All lesser pugs yield before me.”

The Essential Pugness named Pakkun

Raidou, content with his place in the universe — multiverse? — as someone designed to hit things really hard until they couldn’t hit back, gave an eloquent shrug.

Snickering

 Raidou rubbed a hand over his face. “Don’t even say it. We don’t need another

complication.” Kurenai was starting to look amused. “You could go interrupt this ‘deep important conversation’ and find out.”

“Or I could drown myself,” Raidou grumbled. “That would be equally fun.”

Oh how it feels to read this while already knowing the next chapter… I know something that you don’t lalalalala…. Also I can’t help but notice that Raidou has a unhealthy obsession with drowning xD

 “Yondaime-sama was the one who put them on this team together,” Genma said reasonably. “I doubt he did it blindly.”

Pakkun floated out to the center of the pool, still lying on his back. “Next time I see him, I’ll tell him you think he’s trying to get the kid laid.” Genma actually slapped a hand over his face. “That’s not what I said.” “It was underneath,” Pakkun said happily.

I am laughin so hard. Oh I love you Pakkun! Pour Genma now having to fear a VERY embarrassing talk with the hottest Kage ever :D:D

Re: ANBU Legacy - Fluid Boundaries

@anbu-legacy had me screaming last night at that title, the description, like why would you do this to our poor shipper hearts???? how could you

these three are so sensible, I love my disaster children but I’ve always been here for good emotional health. Also watching them struggle because attraction is both hilarious and like. I’m cheering them on, go Kurenai, you get your men!

lololol Kurenai was totally down to wait and be sneaky until victory was assured

GOOD CHOICES GUYS Raidou’s uncomfortable so nONE OF YOU PROCEED what an excellent and clear demonstration of consent that perfectly fit the story, I APPLAUD YOU

ooooh Raidou’s POV... makes a lot of sense, dw dude you may think you’re a disaster child but it’s really just disasters happening to you

Kurenai is so smart, I may swoon, competence is hot

Profile Native title: 경계 Country: South Korea Type: Movie Release Date: Jun 30, 2016 Duration: 1 hr. 27 min. Plot “Fluid Boundaries” is a collaboration between South Korea, Singapore and Indonesia. Vladimir Todorovic, Moon Jeong-hyeon, and Daniel Rudi Haryanto – film directors from Serbia, South Korea, and Indonesia, respectively – met at an international film festival and decided to make a movie…

The stars on the ceiling are shuttering back and forth with the time of the screeching tracks. It keeps getting louder. Louder. I think I’m going crazy. This is what acid feels like. What schizophrenia feels like. Maybe?

I’m the girl who will always let you kiss her but never kisses you back. I’m the girl you can pick up, mess with, slap her ass but never fuck I’m the girl who doesn’t give a shit about what you do until I love you. And then the world stops. I’m the girl with a fluid membrane between reality and fantasy, logic and delusion. They slop over. Communal interference.

I’m the girl with love in her blood and death on her hands. Fire

Mercredan: How to Create

Great session yesterday touching on such deep subjects.  We began with the Universal languages of Maths and Music, went on to the steps of Creation and questioned what boundaries we set around who we are and what we are capable of that limit our potential.

I know I have a lot of journalling to do around these. They are big issues and self awareness, what I expect of myself as a female and in…