[hiatus] valkyries off court

House: Gryffindor

Wand: Ash wood with a unicorn hair core, 10 3/4″ and quite bendy flexibility

Patronus: St Bernard

House: Ravenclaw

Wand: Redwood wood with a phoenix feather core, 12 3/4″ and brittle flexibility

// source. tbh i can confirm this. all friends of mine who ended up dating someone regular from the general male populace (= not someone super dedicated who would pick up their gf from work and drop everything for her; those are super rare, they exist but they’re essentially like shiny pokémon) ended up breaking up with them sooner or later.

from what i compiled (i basically surveyed 20 relationships over 6 years):

1) japanese guys were one way or another kinda self-absorbed. mostly put themselves first, didn’t really want to evolve (to being a better version of themselves) or fix bad habits

2) japanese guys are busy relaxing/playing games/socialising with friends (= going drinking), won’t help out at home with housework

3) japanese guys don’t believe in communication. they will reply to/meet up with you frequently in the beginning, afterwards it kinda just drops real fast. a friend of mine was told she shouldn’t complain about them just meeting up twice a month because bf had a friend who was just meeting up once a month w/ his gf (and yes they all live in the same city).

i’m not saying that all japanese guys are like this, but i did notice that tendency in japanese male behaviour and i sorta would pinpoint this to the fact that japanese males are taught to be (confident) breadwinners asserting their alpha/beta behaviour while girls are taught to be really considerate and not to be whiny/complain too much...? not sure.

// hi guys if you’re wondering why i’m not doing anything and just posting sendai vids...

1) i've lived in japan for a longer time before but ’ve never been to sendai and thought we should probably get to know sendai as a place, even if the vice asia vids are some of the most blatant advertisement placements i’ve ever seen. 2) i’m back to uni and i need to read about 200 pages or more for classes each week so i’m struggling 8′)

i hope to be back asap though - at least for xmas. see you guys around then, peace out!

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kai observed her antics with a worried look, and without a word to interrupt each deep inhale she took, waiting for her to finish her sentence. was he being too reckless ? was she suspecting he was up to no good himself ? he realised a little belatedly that could very much be the case.

“ it’s alright, ” he said with a shrug at her thanks, not minding the fact that she was staring past him, probably at the store that stood behind him. “ look, i’m sorry if i scared you or something. didn’t mean to, i just thought you needed help. i’m kai, by the way. ” it was only polite for him to introduce himself as well. “ don’t worry about your japanese. i understand you full well, you’re doing fine. ”

he gave her another concerned look. “ you were crying ? are things really okay with you ? ”

   「愛」 --- “You’re too kind...” she mutters under her breath, awkwardly holding the handkerchief in her hands.

   The sensation of the cloth was soothing her, and for better or worse, it gave her brain something to cling onto as she prepared herself. From what she had caught onto a few seconds ago, the youth.... or rather, adult, was older than her by a few years - somehow wandering on the streets at this hour, probably having been on his way home. He was seemingly a foreigner himself, or at least, that’s what he looked like - but she could have been mistaken.

   "Uhm, it’s just... I’m a foreigner and I have trouble fitting in... I want to make friends but I’m always sticking out..."

   That was but a measly attempt at explaining things, but maybe she was getting somewhere. If she just talked, or tried to talk more, maybe she would get better at it. Her pulse was still going haywire, but as long as she breathed slowly, and continued to do so, in and out, in and out, she would calm down.

   ...Or at least, that’s what she said would happen.

   “I’m... not so good at putting my thoughts into... words... People don’t really seem to understand, and I... I tend to get frustrated with it, and then I get mad at everyone, but really, I... I just get mad at myself. And then I cry. ...And that’s pathetic.”