Chibbit's Log

So uh wow I haven't updated this in a while

seiaa — Tue, 26 Jun 2012 15:21:31 GMT

And of course it's with uh. WONDERFUL NEWS *Sarcasm*

So I’ve been meaning to open up commissions for a while, but now I kind of really need to. Due to government contract shenanigans my company seems to be going under and I am out of a job. ~~And I've got that... whole.. mortage thing and bills and stuff.~~

SO UH every little bit helps. Please.

You can also find all of this information on my tumblr commissions page

~*~*~DIGITAL COMMISSION INFO!!!~*~*~

~*COLORED CHIBIS*~: $5

~*COLORED BUSTS*~ with vague/gradient BG: $10

~*FULL CHARACTERS*~ (Please note: some/most examples do not show full bodies but commissions would have full bodies)

Sketches: $10

Inks: +$4

Colors, vague/gradient BG: +$6

Additional Character(s): +$5 each

Here’s the monetary breakdown for full character(s) again, not lost in the pictures:
Sketches: $10
Inks: +$4
Colors, vague/gradient BG: +$6
Additional Character(s): +$5 each

So a fully inked and colored picture with one character would come to $20. (The same but with two characters would be $25)

If that’s a bit too much but you still want color you can always get a colored sketch for $16 ($10 sketch+$6 color) like this:

I can do any fandom or OCs you would like. If you are commissioning an OC, references or a detailed description are helpful. If for a fandom and you want the character to be wearing a particular outfit/costume from the show or otherwise please also provide reference.

No nsfw stuff sorry. D:

Also I’ll be taking payment through Paypal.

If you’re interested please send me an email at SeiaaRainbow@gmail.com :D!! (My paypal email is different from my contact email, so please don’t try to send money there and then initiate correspondence or anything. o3o I know the chances of that are slim but I don’t want anyone’s money getting lost in the vast ether of the internet XD)

[S] Gamzee: Be Siamese (Homestuck)

seiaa — Wed, 30 Nov 2011 18:42:16 GMT

Lol. Sarah and I did things. SPOILERS but if you don't care, then have at. :B

P.S. if you're on tumblr you should reblog it if you like it :B http://coneyinacap.tumblr.com/post/13534219799/so-hey-bekahbutt-and-i-made-this-thing-because-i

seiaa — Wed, 16 Nov 2011 22:51:23 GMT

This is VERY IMPORTANT guys.

seiaa — Tue, 15 Nov 2011 23:59:28 GMT

PROTECT IP Act Breaks The Internet from Fight for the Future on Vimeo.

My friend and I have decided to be completely obnoxious about this on facebook so I thought I’d post a compilation of links on here.

Basically what is happening is there is an act that has been introduced, under the guise of “protecting the media”, that is trying to be passed into law that would greatly censor the internet.

Here are some links on the matter:

http://arstechnica.com/tech-policy/news/2011/10/house-takes-senates-bad-internet-censorship-bill-makes-it-worse.ars

https://www.eff.org/deeplinks/2011/10/sopa-hollywood-finally-gets-chance-break-internet

http://americancensorship.org/

http://www.pcworld.com/businesscenter/article/243659/house_hearing_on_stop_online_piracy_act_scheduled.html

http://thomas.loc.gov/cgi-bin/query/z?c112%3AH.R.3261

In Which Rebekah Rants

seiaa — Tue, 04 Oct 2011 20:06:53 GMT

So this is really random and is only brought up because of random articles I managed to find while looking for something else entirely, though Disney related. This also has absolutely nothing to do with anyone in particular and if anyone has put up any blog posts or anything vaguely resembling this topic anytime recently I DID NOT KNOW and this has NOTHING TO DO WITH THEM. Just to head that off. Lol.

Disney and Sexism is a very long and involved subject that you could take in any one of threethousand directions and argue several different ways. It's an old discussion and it will always continue to be a discussion.

I've never described myself as a feminist before. Now I do. Not from anyone's direction but growing up, in my head, my definition of "feminist" was one of two things depending on the context. When a reference to history, it was the term for women during the Womens' Rights movement. In reference to modern times it was something entirely different and referred to crazy, off the handle, man hating, angry women. No one told me that, but that was the impression that I grew up with as a kid. Now, of course, I know differently. The latter definition of "feminist" I had would be a self explanitory definition as it only really defines those types of people. Even calling them "Crazy Feminists" doesn't help the notion that there is something wrong with feminists.

A good friend of mine asked me if I was for equal rights, of anyone and everyone. I said "Yes, of course" and she said "Well, then, you're a feminist." And it really changed my view on the whole thing. I've never felt like I had to grow up and get married, even though I lived in a very crazy and at times orthodox "this is the norm" type of family, that was never once put into my head. I played with babydolls and barbies and again, never in my head. My parents never once told me that's what they expected and they never implied it and I never got it. When people asked what I wanted to be when I grew up, it was always a job. When I was little it was a teacher, then when I found out I actually had a passion about something it became an artist, then animator.

But I'd never really given a thought about womens' rights except in reference to history, because even though my dad is extremely overprotective, it was never because I was a girl, and it was never because he wanted to control my life, it was because I was his child, female or not, and he wanted to control some situations I was in in order to protect his child. Some people have tried to start up a conversation with me about how my dad is sexist somehow deep down and I laugh at them because I know all of his protectiveness has absolutely nothing to do with me being a girl and everything to do with him being paranoid in general. Lol. This is fact.

But anyway. The point of ALL THAT is that I never felt opressed or put into a cookie cutter image of what a girl should be. I was always encouraged to be whatever I wanted to me so when I was a little girl learning about things I didn't really think sexism still existed. XD LOL. And so I never had to think of myself as a feminist because I didn't think feminists were needed anymore. AHAHAHA. Obviously I know differently now. XD Though, the sexism you read about in history books is for the most part gone, because sexism has taken shape in different ways entirely. BUT THAT is a whole other story.

But back to Disney and Sexism, because this isn't about Sexism and the Media or Sexism and the Media Industry and it isn't about sexism today. It's about finding the balance when talking about these things. It's about how people go overboard when they're pointing and saying "Sexist!" and how it discredits them entirely. Like I said, I was reading this article about Ariel vs. Snow White and Sleeping Beauty in terms of being a stronger female character. The crux of the article was that Ariel was supposed to be the great role model for little girls after the Womens' Rights movement gave Disney flak about their portrayl of women, and how she was better, but still fell short of being a good role model. It's true. There are still many, many things wrong with the Ariel in terms of her being the perfect female role model, as she was supposed to be. But I did have a problem with the article and that was that it continually referenced King Triton "giving her permission" to go live in the human world as one of the reasons it's sexist because he had to give her permission. And this brought up a problem I have with many articles or essays on the subject of Disney and sexism.

My point is that King Triton was her Father and she was Sixteen. She would have needed his permission or her mother's permission regardless, in a normal "land" scenario too, and she's a princess to top it off. Daddy actually you know, BEING A DADDY shouldn't be viewed as sexist. The problem that I have with many of these articles is that anything that involves a man influencing the princess or the girl in question, even in the case of non Disney films, it becomes part of their entire argument, and to me, discredits it, because that is not always the case. Disney makes movies that have men in them. Disney also makes movies about Boy/Girl, Heterosexual relationships. There are going to be men who influence the character one way or another just by existing, but it could just as easily be a woman.

Once, someone brought up the point and I don't remember if it was a conversation or if it was an essay right after Princess and the Frog came out, about how a male drove all the princesses, even Tiana in that her dream was based off of her daddy's dream and that's the only reason she moved forward. I'm sorry, what? You finally get a Disney princess whose MOTHER is alive, and Disney still can't win with you because her DEAD FATHER'S DREAM was important to her, even though she obviously shared his dream when she was a child? Like, seriously guys? Tiana saved Naveen's tail all over the place, went after her goals and to me at least, was a very strong female character, heck she defeated the villain all by herself and got out of his trap all by herself but because her father died and she wanted to make his dream come true (and it was HER DREAM TOO BTW), her entire story is "driven by a man"? I just. That is absolutely stupid. Give me something concrete, other than the fact that a male character existed that influenced the princess in some way.

If you were to make a story about me, who was raised by the ideals of both my mother and my father, who was inspired and influenced by Walt Disney and various and assorted male Mangaka as well as female mangaka and artists, by the arguments I see all over the freaking place, the story of my life would be seen as sexist. Um. What?

I just, taking things too far is what discredits a lot of feminist articles, at least to me. I was totally with the Ariel vs. Snow White and Sleeping Beauty article writer until they started spouting that Triton had to give Ariel permission to live on land as being part of their argument. HE IS HER ONLY LIVING PARENT AND SHE IS UNDERAGE >:| I think it was more of giving her PERMISSION TO MARRY THE OF-AGE MALE. You know. Like you'd have to give to legally here. If someone wanted to marry a sixteen year old.

Not to say that all feminist articles are like that, they're not. It's just, that is my biggest problem with a majority of it that I end up finding.

People complain about Flynn cutting off Rapunzel's hair, when it should have been her to do it. Um. She wouldn't have. She had just promised, which they established that she never ever breaks a promise, to stay with Mother Gothel. She had it drilled into her to protect that hair and protect that power no matter what. Flynn was her heterosexual love interest. Flynn was you know, the only other main character that wasn't a Chameleon or a Horse, or the Bad Guy in the general vicinity. If Tangled had been a film about two girls, the other girl would have been the one to cut off her hair. The way the story was set up and the way the characters were established, personality and moral-wise, Rapunzel never. would. have. cut. her. own. hair. Not unless cutting it would have saved someone. Which it wouldn't have based on the world's established rules. >:| That's not because she's not a strong female character, it is because she is a strong female character who sticks to her morals, her beliefs, and her ideals. "The man had to save her in the end >:|." Because she was being self sacrificing to save him. It's not that she couldn't save herself, because that girl was strong and totally would have gotten out eventually, did you see the way she was struggling? It was because she wouldn't save herself because she was trying to save him. I Just. Argh. This is my same problem as people who claim that Roxanne Ritchi is a damsel in distress in Megamind.

Yes, she played the Damsel in Distress, that was her role in their game. But the thing is that she is classified as a damsel because she "has to be saved by the hero all the time." Well, you know, here's the thing. When facing Super anything. Super Geniuses, Super Heroes, Super Villains, Someone is going to have to be saved. Do we call Comissioner Gordon a damsel because he had to be saved by Batman all the time? No. And Batman doesn't even have any super powers, and neither does the Joker. They just have access to superior technology than the normal person.

Roxanne Ritchi is a normal human being. She was kidnapped by a Super Villain who was a Super Genius and an Alien. All the time. Then she got kidnapped by a Super Powered all but Invincible Super Villain. How in the hell can you call her a damsel because she couldn't get away from the man with Super Strength? I just. If she had been kidnapped and taken hostage by, oh.....a random guy with a gun AND THEN didn't try and get away, then you MAYBE MAAYBBEEE call her a damsel. But if a guy consistently got captured by guys with guns, you wouldn't call him a damsel. Even the gun analogy isn't a good one, because she's a NORMAL PERSON. Like. Holy shit, what are you going to do if some guy holds you hostage with a gun? Go into Super Kung Fu Fighting Girl mode and kick his ass? That'd be great if you were a super kung fu fighting girl, but no. You generally have to wait for someone with training to come help you. Like the police. Female OR Male. I dunno. I'm not going to tell the male police officer "Hey, no, I'll wait for a lady officer, thanks."

Is Megamind an example of a sexism-free movie? Hell no. I love that movie to pieces and I could still name off several things that would fall under the umbrella of "sexism". Did Tangled have sexist issues too? Again, love that movie to death, could name a few too. But the are far, far fewer than say, Snow White, or Cinderella. But those had to do with the era they were in. Considering that we are now in the era of Bella Swan "The Biggest Setback to Feminism Since the Sandwich" according to a highly amusing and accurate demotivator, the animated movie industry is doing much better than they used to be. They are continuing to improve. Giving them nothing but shit because they've gone from 1000 itterations of sexism to say maybe 10? (as a non accurate, explanational example) isn't going to tell them "hey you're doing good." It's going to tell them "Hey, we'll never be completely satisfied." Saying things like ":D You're doing much better, but you should take a look at this this and this" would be a much better way to say to the industry that HEY YOU'RE GETTING THERE KEEP GOING IN THIS DIRECTION as opposed to the clusterfuck flame war I keep managing to stumble across unwittingly.

So, to make a long story short (Too Late. Far too late):

1) Just because a man exists within the realm of a story structure in a movie dealing with HETEROSEXUAL ROMANCE, does not mean it is necessarily sexist, nor does it mean everything that the male does is sexist, nor does it mean that just because any male in the movie influences the female ever so slightly means THAT is sexist either.
2) Fathers are parents too. Permission to wed and/or leave your house when you're 16 is needed. Unless you're emancipated.
3) Stop flaming the industry and encourage them, kthx.

To reitterate, this isn't about all feminist articles dealing with animation or Disney and it certainly isn't about all feminist articles in general. I would just like to read an article that does three things. a) Makes the good argument I see in MANY MANY articles but b) Without turning everything dealing with a man into it being sexist, only taking the actual sexist things dealing with men into the argument and c) Mentioning ALL THE THINGS the movie/animation/whatever in question is doing RIGHT.

Articles that do this sort of overboard thing are what is discrediting and making people write off feminists as "crazy feminists". It's hurting the cause, not helping it.

EDIT 5:20: Lolololl I am hormonal and I'm now sitting here going "oh god what if someone misunderstands me and is offended and waaahhhhhhhhhh" and like the irrational side of me is "TAKE IT DOWN AVOID CONFLICT" but the rational side of me is all "You put this up for a reason because you've been thinking about this a lot but there was never a catalyst and dammit IT IS YOUR OWN BLOG, YOUR FRIENDS KNOW YOU AND AREN'T GOING TO TAKE IT THE WRONG WAY."

So. I'm leaving it up. But know that I'm worried. so don't tease me too hard. D:

EDIT EDIT 5:24: LOLOLOLOLOLOL and then I was like "oh god, I said I was hormonal, I know girls who get super offended when I dare to blame my period for freaking out maybe I should change my edit" and then I was like ">:| FUCK DAT SHIT. First of all I don't thiiinkkk anyone like that is on my f-list and second of all I don't care, it DOES make me more spastic than usual. I am already a spaz, I know this, but lady times make them more intense. It's not an excuse, but I shouldn't feel guilty for actually knowing my body. RAWRGH" ...lololol /end edit x2

Doodlemation Time

seiaa — Thu, 29 Sep 2011 22:20:23 GMT

No this has nothing to do with Adventure Time XD I just work better with woobly noodly.

This morning was like any other morning... UNTIL....

seiaa — Sun, 18 Sep 2011 15:21:32 GMT

Ahem... *puts on shades*

9:50am - Amy entered the kitchen, looking to get some coffee. Then she sees it.
10:00am - I get the call. We've had a casualty in our highrise cabinets. Someone went and killed the keyblade bearer. Well, one of 'em.

Crime Scene photos under the cut...

The two suspects? The best friend, Riku. Lived right next door to him. They'd had some differences in the past, but came out with their friendship stronger. Or so it was thought.

The other suspect? Axel. Organization Member VIII, history of setting things and people on fire. Has been trying to turn Sora into a heartless to get his best friend back for a while. Though, supposedly, he gave up on that. Lived on the other side of Sora. Have some mugshots.

Just look at that smarmy smirk. That just says GUILTY all over it. Just sayin'

Riku had an alibi. Hadn't moved from the position we set him in since he moved in last week. Axel on the other hand? His weapon was askew. The one on the side of Sora. Very suspicious.

More crime scene photos...

The Keyblade, which had been secured to him, had fallen right out of his hand. Very suspicious.

Musta been dead before he even hit the floor.

The Wtinesses?

20, including the suspects, were on the High Rise with 'em last night. All moved in at the same time. Of course no one claims to have seen a thing. They were all otherwise preoccupied or something. Never puttin' Thor and Loki together as "Corner Guardians" again. they'll get themselves.....<__< distracted. Then another five on the Fridge rise.

From left to right: Vincent Valentine, Vaan, Balthier, Yuna, Tidus, Cure Blossom, Kadaj, Cure Marine, Blackleg Sanji, Monkey D Luffy, Itachi, Loki, Thor, Minamino Shuuichi aka. Kurama, Yusuke Urameshi, Axel, Riku, Sora, Kairi, Vincent Valentine's identical twin.

Six poor things were several floors below, they just watched him fall.

The victim was covered up out of respect.

As the investigation continues, we'll let you know. *puffs on candy cigarette*

[fic] Loki Found the Whole Thing Hilarious 3/3 END

seiaa — Fri, 16 Sep 2011 13:52:30 GMT

Last Part! \O/

Title: Loki Found the Whole Thing Hilarious
Chapter: 3/3
Rating: PG-13ish
Genre: Hurt/Comfort, Fluff
Word Count: 3711

Chapter One ~ Chapter Two

~~~

Tony Stark thought of himself as a pretty easy going guy. Very laid back. Little phased him these days and even less surprised him. However, he felt he was well within his rights to be surprised, taken aback, and alarmed (he most certainly did not scream like a little girl) when he shuffled groggily into the kitchen one morning and found Loki, God of Mischief, his teammate's brother and The Avengers' enemy (who last he knew had been gravely injured) sitting at his breakfast bar.

In normal people clothes.

Drinking coffee out of his mug and eating a bowl of his cereal. (No really, it was his cereal. They were shaped like little Iron Man helmets and tasted of cinnamon.)

To add insult to injury, the Trickster seemed completely nonplussed at Tony's presence and simply sipped at his coffee. Then, he had the audacity to look over at him and smirk across the rim of the mug. "Oh good morning, Stark. Do you normally shriek like a banshee this early in the morning, or was that just for me?"

Tony opened his mouth, closed it, and just stared, dumbfounded. "--You--What--I don't-- Why are you here?!" Tony demanded. "If you're better, shouldn't you, I dunno, be off eating some babies or something?"

Loki widened his eyes in mock surprise as he set down the mug and raised his bowl of cereal. "Why Tony," he gasped. "I can't believe you would say that to me." Tony's eye twitched as Loki batted his eyelashes. "Why, I would never eat a baby."

"Somehow, I wouldn't put it past you," Tony said flatly, crossing his arms.

Loki laughed and then smirked, a mischievous glint in his green eyes. "Babies are barely a snack. I prefer grown ups, of course."

"...I walked right into that one, didn't I?" the Iron Man asked with a groan.

"Oh I'd say it was more like you ran into it, Tony," Steve said as he walked into the kitchen.

"Steve! --Are you seeing this? Why are you walking by like nothing's wrong?--" Tony spun to face Loki. "You're projecting yourself, aren't you? You're making it so only I can see you. What exactly are you plotting--"

"Loki, can you pass me the cereal? I'm out," Steve asked politely.

Tony gaped as Loki wordlessly picked up the box of his cereal and passed it to Steve.

"Steve, what are you doing?!" Tony demanded.

Steve raised an eyebrow as he poured cereal and milk into his bowl. "...Eating breakfast."

"No! No! You're fraternizing with the enemy! --Cerealizing with the enemy!"

"Tony, that's not a word--"

"IT IS NOW!"

"Tony, you're being ridiculous."

"No I'm not!! I mean-- just look! He's already got you participating in a crime!"

Steve stared at him blankly, spoon halfway to his mouth. "..A crime," he repeated flatly.

"Yes!" Tony exclaimed, gesturing emphatically at the box of cereal sitting next to Steve's bowl. "Theft!!"

After a long moment, the war hero spoke slowly, trying to keep his words small. "..Tony. I'm eating your cereal because we're out of mine and you, who were in charge of groceries this week, went carousing last night and then when you did get back, you locked yourself in your lab. I'm sure there's a reason Loki is eating it too."

Tony looked over at the Trickster, eyes wide, crazed, and demanding an explanation.

Loki shrugged. "If you must know, Thor's cereal is a little too snap, crackle, pop for me."

Tony stared at him, then looked at Steve in alarm. "Did he just say that?--How does he know these things?!"

Steve chewed his cereal, completely unfazed. After he swallowed, he replied, "That Thor's cereal goes "snap, crackle, pop" or the fact that it's a Rice Krispies reference?"

"The reference!" Tony was utterly dismayed. "He's not supposed to know Earth things! He's not allowed to know Earth things!!"

Loki's eyes twinkled mischievously once more. "I also wanted to know if the Iron Man was truly as magically delicious as the rumors suggest."

Tony turned on him slowly, pointing an threatening finger at him. "Oh I'll show you how magically delicious I am," he said dangerously.

"Tony Stark, please stop propositioning my brother," Thor said as he walked into the kitchen.

"Oh, I'll stop when you tell me what the hell you were thinking when you--wait what?!" Tony demanded, sputtering. "I'm not!--I--Wh--NO!"

Thor blinked at him in surprise and then laughed. "Forgive me, my friend, you just--your words and your state of... dress--I had assumed..."

"More like state of un-dress," Steve piped up, looking incredibly amused at the whole situation.

Tony blinked. Then he blinked again and glanced down at himself. His boxer-clad self.

Loki grinned, resting his elbows on the table, folding his hands and resting his chin on them. "So, Tony, how magically delicious are you?"

The Iron Man sputtered, opened his mouth and then shut it before storming out of the room.

Thor let out a rumbling laugh and Loki only smiled wider. If someone had told him before this whole ordeal began that being honest about something so risky as his feelings for his brother would be the best decision he had ever made, he would have laughed in their face and then done something particularly cruel for daring to bring up such a topic. But as he watched Thor laugh, pour an overly large bowl of cereal and set four pop-tarts to toast, Loki was very glad that he had taken the chance.

~~~

Loki had only held the kiss for a few seconds. When Thor did nothing, the Trickster pulled back quickly and turned his head away; he could not bear to look at Thor’s face. When he made to get up, however, Thor’s hand shot out and grabbed his wrist. “--Loki--Why did you..?” Thor began, dumbfounded.

Loki stopped his movement to rise, but still didn’t turn back to look at his brother. “I should think it obvious, Thor. Why does one normally kiss another? Or do you think it to be a trick of mine?” Loki’s stomach did an uncharacteristic flop at that thought and he half-heartedly tugged at Thor’s hold on his wrist.

“--No, brother--that’s not it--I simply,” Thor floundered, stammering a bit. “I simply wanted to make certain I was not misunderstanding you.”

“Oh, I’m sure you understand just fine,” the Trickster said bitterly. “Go ahead and laugh, brother.”

But true to every other recent event, Thor did not do as Loki had expected. The grip on his arm tightened slightly and Loki found himself pulled into Thor’s embrace for the third time in two days. “Do you really believe me so cruel, brother?” the Thunderer asked and Loki scowled at Thor’s armored chest as his brother had the gall to put a hand on his head.

Loki raised an arm and knocked Thor’s away, trying once again to pull back from his brother’s embrace, scooting backwards across the Bifrost. “It is more cruel to lead me to hope for things I cannot have!”

“Loki--Brother!! Stop fighting me and let me speak!” Thor exclaimed as he tried to hold onto him.

Loki sneered, pulling harder at Thor’s hold. “Let go of me and perhaps I will listen!”

Thor’s grip only tightened. “No, because I know that the minute I let go, you will make to escape.”

The Trickster let out a frustrated noise and pulled hard once more against Thor’s iron grip before slumping slightly, the effort not worth the futile attempts. “You already have that woman,” Loki gritted out. “I do not see what more you can say.”

Thor’s eyes softened. “..It is true,” the Thunderer began, “I do have Jane. And I love her.” Loki scowled down at the Bifrost and with his free hand Thor gently turned his brother’s face so that the Trickster was looking at him. “But you and I share a bond that transcends lifetimes, brother.”

Loki stared at him openly, then tried to turn his head away again. “Do not pity me, Thor...!” he hissed, renewing his efforts to get free.

“Brother--brother--please!--” When nothing swayed Loki’s attempts, Thor gave up on words and leaned in, covering the other’s mouth with his own in a fierce kiss.

The Trickster froze, his green eyes wide. Then, slowly, he returned the kiss, closing his eyes. They stayed like that for what felt like a blissful eternity. When Thor pulled back from the kiss, Loki stared up at him, still wide-eyed, and slightly out of breath. “Wh...what..?” Loki whispered breathlessly.

“Loki,” Thor began, brushing a stray strand of his brother’s hair behind his ear. “You and I have been a part of each other’s lives forever and we will continue to be. I am not so naiive as to not realize that Jane... the Avengers... they have mortal life spans and... one day they will not be there. ...But you and I will be. And though we have had many differences in the past, brother, the bond you and I share is on a whole other level and no matter what, you will always be my brother. I would have no other by my side. ...I have always been yours, Loki.”

Loki stared, for once not sure what to say. And when Thor kissed him again and his eyes slid shut, tears welled behind his closed eyelids, much to his dismay. But everything was just so... perfect. Nothing had ever gone so right for him, not in his entire life. Now, everything was falling into place. No longer an enemy in the place he once called home, his brother’s friends--his friends--giving him a second chance, Thor kissing him, loving him. It was too good to be true. He almost started to believe it was a dream, or Hel, a trick, or something other than reality again, because really, nothing could be this perfect. But he found that he didn’t care. If this was a dream, he’d dream it. Whatever it was, he’d let it fool him because he couldn’t bear to fight it anymore.

So he sank into Thor’s embrace and returned the kiss with fervor, wrapping his arms around Thor’s neck. And for once, Loki held on. He held on tight and he had no intention of letting go. In fact, it wasn’t until Thor had scooted them back so their legs no longer dangled over the edge, lay him back on the Bifrost, and slipped a hand up under Loki’s tunic, that the Trickster broke the kiss with a gasp.

“T-Thor,” he said breathlessly, looking up at him. Thor for his part, seemed to have no idea why Loki would have stopped and looked at him questioningly. Loki found himself flushing slightly and pushed half-heartedly at Thor’s chest. “Heimdall is right there! He’s probably watching!” he hissed.

Thor lowered his lips to Loki’s again, murmuring with a smirk, “Brother, Heimdall is always watching.” And with that, he kissed Loki again. Thor slid his hand from his brother’s tunic, lowered it down between his brother’s legs, and Loki found that he had lost the ability to think or care about anything else.

~~~

Loki was brought out of his extremely pleasant memory by Tony Stark storming back into the kitchen, completely dressed. “All right! Now you will tell me what’s going on! Why is Loki of all people--gods--whatever-- in my kitchen! In my house?! And why does no one seem to think that this is weird?!” he demanded, gesturing wildly while the other three occupants of the room stared at him.

Smiling brightly, Loki leaned back on the stool he was sitting on, crossing his legs. “Oh, well, Tony, you got back so late you missed it. I’m going to be an Avenger too!”

Anything that Tony was going to say immediately left his brain. His mouth opened and shut several times before he was finally reduced to making incoherent noises of dismay and consternation. Steve sighed heavily and took his cereal bowl to the sink before walking over to his blank-faced, mortified friend. “What happened, Tony, was that Thor showed up with Loki last night. Loki survived everything and he and Thor talked a lot and Loki doesn’t seem like he’s going to be doing the evil thing anymore. At least for a while.”

Loki spread his hands. “But I’d be incredibly bored doing the ‘normal’ thing, so I thought I might offer my assistance. Besides,” his grin became dangerous, “I owe Doom.”

Tony shuddered. “...Okay so... you’re on our side. At least temporarily. How temporary is temporary?”

Loki’s grin went back from dangerous to amiable. “Oh I’m sure it will be rather semi-permanent, but I can’t make any guarantees, of course. What would that do for my reputation? As long as I don’t get too bored. But I don’t foresee myself getting bored any time soon. Between tormenting you and giving my old... ‘friends’ their just desserts for daring to lay their hands on things mortals ought not touch, I think I’ll be quite entertained.” Tony nodded his understanding, slowly starting to get comfortable with the idea since everyone else seemed to be. “And besides,” Loki continued smoothly. “I have Thor to screw my brains out, so that won’t ever get boring.”

Tony’s brain exploded. It was quite messy.

~~~

That night Loki lay awake, staring at Thor’s bedroom ceiling. He was content, plotting his next bout of Avenger-directed mischief, when he felt Thor shift beside him. The Trickster glanced to his side then frowned when he saw Thor’s face, brow furrowed, expression pained. Loki began to rise just as the Thunderer thrashed and Loki quickly moved over him when he noticed Mjolnir start to scoot towards them. “Thor--” He began, touching Thor shoulder. Mjolnir scooted closer again and Loki took Thor’s face in both of his hands. “Brother--wake!”

The God of Thunder jerked and his eyes snapped open, Mjolnir jumping to his hand despite Loki’s attempts to leave the great hammer out of the whole ordeal. The God of Mischief didn’t move from his spot, however he did let go of Thor’s face. “Brother,” he repeated, and Thor’s eyes seemed to finally focus on Loki’s face. Just as they did, Mjolnir was dropped and Loki found himself pulled into Thor’s crushing embrace. With a muffled grunt, the Trickster managed to push himself away enough to speak. “Thor--Thor I do need to breathe. It’s kind of one of those things that is rather necessary for my survival.”

That seemed to do the trick and Thor let go of him quickly. Loki sat back on Thor’s legs, looking down at him, bemused. “Now what on earth brought that on?”

“Forgive me brother,” Thor began, glancing off to the side. “I had a... disturbing dream.”

The Trickster blinked, genuinely surprised. “Out of the two of us, you are not normally the one to have nightmares, brother. What was it about?” The prospect that something actually could disturb the ‘Invincible, Fearless, Mighty Thor’ piqued Loki’s curiosity greatly. When Thor didn’t say anything, Loki scooted forward insistently. “Come on, Thor, tell me. Talk to me about it so I can tell you how silly you are for worrying over whatever it is.”

Thor remained silent for a long moment, but when he did speak, he was uncharacteristically quiet and subdued. “...You died, Loki.” That gave Loki pause and the Trickster blinked down at him, having not expected that answer. “You died in my arms,” Thor continued, finally looking up at him.

“...Thor,” Loki said, bending at the waist to take his brother’s face in his hands once more. “We both know that didn’t happen. Everything worked out better than either of us could have possibly imagined.”

The Thunderer didn’t look so sure. “But what if next time--”

Loki put a finger to his lips. “First of all, who is to say if there will be a next time? I certainly don’t plan on brushing against death for a while yet. My quota has been filled for this century.” Thor rolled his eyes and grimaced behind Loki’s finger but the Trickster continued. “And we can ‘what if’ until we’re blue in the face, but no one can be certain of anything. Take it from someone who is very keen on controlling his own destiny, and succeeding rather well I might add, recent encounters with lethal magical spells notwithstanding. You will drive yourself mad with all the ‘what if’s. Trust me.”

Thor sighed and removed Loki’s hand from his face. “All right. ...I do trust you, brother.”

The Trickster laughed and then smirked playfully in his brother’s face. “I don’t know that trusting me is very wise. In fact I think it’s rather foolish.”

The Thunderer grinned despite himself and smirked right back. “Well you are always calling me a fool, brother,” he murmured before catching his brother in a kiss. Loki decided he could get very used to this Kissing Thor thing.

After several minutes of on and off again kissing, Loki lay back down beside his brother and gave him a light punch to the shoulder. “Everything will be fine, Thor. Stop worrying so much. It’s not like you and it’s throwing me off my game.”

Thor snorted and wrapped one arm around his brother. “Oh yes, of course. We can’t have that, can we?”

“If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you sounded sarcastic, Thor,” Loki sniffed before scooting back further into his brother’s embrace, muttering unconvincingly about how cold it was and how Thor was such a great bag of hot air and that’s why he had to be so close.

As he started to drift off again, Thor could have sworn he heard Loki say “It will be all right, Thor” again.

~~~

Just as had happened in Asgard, the next day Thor was reassured that everything would in fact, be all right.

The morning began fantastically, as Tony Stark entered the kitchen, shouting “Don’t say anything! over the loud thrum of dance music following him around from no particular power source. Thor would have said something, but he was too fascinated by the way the Arc Reactor, with no change to its functions, was projecting different, pulsing, strobing colors of light in time with the music.

Loki sipped at his coffee and didn’t bother trying to hide the smirk on his face.

The day progressed in even more wonderful ways when it came time to suit up due to a threat downtown. Steve came clicking his way outside, everything appearing normal but for what was on his feet. “I--my boots were missing and no other shoes, even the sneakers I was wearing yesterday wouldn’t fit and when I tried to leave barefoot, they pretty much flew onto my feet so--yeah...” he muttered, embarrassed, as he shuffled on the high heels he was wearing. Aside from a few snickers, the team was very understanding.

Surprisingly enough, he ran perfectly fine in them as they rushed to the scene. When asked how he was managing so well, the Captain flushed deeply, muttered something about a bet and Howard Stark and Tony pointedly stopped listening.

Coulson was waiting for them when they arrived and the group stopped and stared. (All save for Loki, who pointedly moved to the side to window shop.) No one had anything to say and the Shield agent briefed them on the situation as if nothing was out of the ordinary. “Any questions?” he asked, straightening the pale pink tie around his neck and adjusting the bright pink blazer he was wearing.

The Avengers vehemently shook their heads and moved on. Nonplused, Coulson noted that it had been the easiest mission brief he had given them to date.

When they arrived on the scene, Hawkeye notched and drew an arrow. Then he stopped, and then he stared. At the end, instead of a point, was a rubber duck. A bright yellow rubber duck. He contniued to stare. And stared some more. He was so busy staring he almost didn’t dodge a shot from an enemy gun. With a scowl, he turned quickly and let the Bath Toy Arrow fly. It flew true and hit its target. Then, it promptly exploded.

Clint blinked in surprise and then slowly smirked, promptly letting loose a barrage of exploding rubber duckies into the enemy ranks.

The rest of the minions fell quickly. Iron Man’s incessant music would draw their attention, the strobing colors would blind them, Hawkeye would take out several with exploding duck toys and then Cap would throw not only his shield, but a deadly high heel after the stragglers. Thor, was of course, smashing away at many other henchmen, ignoring the mighty squeak Mjolnir let out every time it came into contact with an enemy body.

When Doom finally arrived on the scene, Loki decided to make his appearance. The immediately surrounding henchmen turned to ice almost instantly and the temperature in the area dropped dramatically. Thor’s anger sparked off some menacing clouds and lightning, which only added to the theatricality of Loki’s entrance.

The henchmen that were still left ran.

Doom took one look at Loki, working with the Avengers, and Thor, and the clouds, and his dramatic speech died in his throat.

Doom fled.

As his brother sent a nasty looking illusion chasing after the man and Tony Stark’s unstoppable audio track switched to something that sounded like video game victory music, Thor knew (again) that everything really would be fine.

Loki turned back to the group of celebrating Avengers and laughed. Not only at their appearance (which was absolutely ridiculous, high heels, squeaky toys, music, rubber duckies and all) but the entire situation, because really, the whole thing was hilarious.

<3 ~~~END~~~ <3

SIGNAL BOOST: SAY YES TO GAY YA

seiaa — Fri, 16 Sep 2011 00:45:08 GMT

Originally posted by darkspirited1 at SIGNAL BOOST: SAY YES TO GAY YA

This comes from an article by rachelmanija entitled, Say Yes to Gay YA.
(click the link for the full article)

Our novel Stranger has five viewpoint characters; one, Yuki Nakamura, is
gay and has a boyfriend. Yuki's romance, like the heterosexual ones in
the novel, involves nothing more explicit than kissing.

An agent from a major agency, one which represents a bestselling YA novel in the same genre as ours, called us.

The agent offered to sign us on the condition that we make the gay
character straight, or else remove his viewpoint and all references to
his sexual orientation.

This isn't about that specific agent; we'd gotten other rewrite requests before this one. Previous agents had also offered to take a second look if we did rewrites… including cutting the viewpoint of Yuki, the gay character.

It's time to stand up and demand change. Spread the word everywhere if you are just as angry and outraged by this.

[fic] Loki Found the Whole Thing Hilarious 2/3

seiaa — Thu, 15 Sep 2011 12:17:52 GMT

Lolololol Wat? Oh, more of that fic thing. ROFL don't hurt me.

Title: Loki Found the Whole Thing Hilarious
Chapter: 2/3
Rating: PG-13ish
Genre: Hurt/Comfort, Fluff
Word Count: 4515

Chapter One

~~~

The first thing Loki noticed upon opening his eyes was that Hel looked an awful lot like Asgard. The second thing was that it looked an awful lot like his old room in Asgard. He could already tell that this was going to be some sort of Poetic Justice type of eternal pain and suffering.

Then, he turned his head and saw Thor. Thor. Sleeping in a chair beside his bed with his head and arms resting on it. Loki lay there, frozen and staring, and then realized that Thor was holding his hand. He finally found it in himself to recoil in surprise, jerking back and attempting to sit up in the process. Pain shot through his chest and he hissed, falling back onto the soft pillows, barely a foot from where he had just been laying, Thor's hand still tightly wrapped around his.

Thor jerked awake at Loki's sudden movement and sat up quickly, staring at his brother wide-eyed. Loki stared back, not daring to breathe.

Suddenly, Loki found himself hefted up and in Thor’s crushing embrace. He winced and let out another hiss of pain as he was jostled, but once he was in Thor’s arms and still again, it ebbed away once more.

“T-Thor?” he questioned hesitantly, startled, and he coughed to mask the break in his voice. Thor was holding him tightly, like he was going to disappear, and his face was pressed into Loki’s hair. But his brother said nothing, just held him close and Loki wasn’t sure, but he thought Thor was shaking. Loki’s hands came up to rest against Thor’s chest in the embrace and he stared blankly at the metal of his brother's armor, trying not to let himself be fooled by the situation. This was going to be one torturous eternity if it was always going to be like this, because he knew it couldn’t last. Everything he had secretly wanted would be ripped away.

“I thought that I had lost you, brother...” Thor muttered into his hair and Loki only became more perplexed by the entire situation. But his chest still hurt and his head was throbbing and Thor was holding him and calling him brother and it was all too much to fight, so he gave in. He dropped his forehead against Thor’s chest and closed his eyes.

They stayed like that for a long moment before Thor pulled back suddenly, holding him at arms length. “--You should be resting. I am probably just worsening the healing process of your wound--”

Loki stopped and stared at him. “I--what?” Then, the truth slowly dawned on him. His usually quick mind had just been so sure of what had happened that the possibility hadn’t even occurred to him. He was alive. The realization barely had time to sink in before Thor had pulled him closer again, though not crushing his face to his chest like last time.

"Do not ever do something so foolish and reckless again!" Thor ordered and Loki’s face went blank.

"--Foolish? Reckless?!" the Trickster God demanded, suddenly feeling his anger flare. He pulled back as best he could to fix Thor with a mighty glare. "You are one to talk! You almost got yourself killed because you didn't know what you were getting into! You just assume you're so invincible because you're The Mighty Thor--but even fath--Odin lost an eye, brother--There are things, even on Midgard that can hurt you--can kill you! Not everything and everyone on Midgard comes from Midgard and you are a fool to think otherwise since you and I are proof of it!"

Thor's expression became taken aback, though he still held his brother in place at arms length, gripping his slender arms lightly. "--Did you hear the words which you just spoke? It was you who almost died, brother!"

"I knew exactly what I was doing!" Loki snapped indignantly, trying half heartedly to pull away from Thor.

Thor's expression then changed from defensive to serious and Loki saw too late the verbal trap he had just walked into. He blamed it on the fact he was apparently in the process of healing.

"So, you knew exactly what you were doing when you leapt in front of a deadly spell for me." It wasn’t a question, but more of a statement which Thor spoke.

Loki kept his eyes trained down, unable to meet Thor's gaze. The things he had said--confessed--to Thor, he wouldn't have if he had known--

"Why?" Thor asked him.

Loki continued to stare blankly at the covers between them. "I believe I already answered that question..."

"I want to hear it again, brother--"

"--Stop calling me that--You had already ceased! I know this whole ordeal is the only reason that you are calling me that again. I will not have you pity me, Thor!" Loki growled, trying to wrench himself free of Thor's grasp.

"Loki--Loki stop!" Thor protested, trying to hold onto him without hurting him. "Loki, you ARE my brother!"

"Your FAKE brother, you mean," Loki hissed.

Thor frowned deeply and grabbed hold of Loki's shoulders more firmly. "You confessed that you still perceive me as your brother--how is it that you cannot believe the same from me?" Loki remained silent, staring at the covers again like a sulking child. "I have never once ceased thinking of you as my brother," Thor continued, gently tugging him into his embrace again.

“Then you are more of a fool than I thought you were,” Loki muttered before looking up at him. His expression was stern but behind his eyes was a myriad of emotions ranging from hope and happiness to anger and sadness. Thor looked down at him and opened his mouth to speak, but Loki cut him off. “--I’m not your brother--I’m a Jotun--your enemy in that regard and on Midgard. I’ve attacked your friends and I’ve tried to kill you, Thor! Numerous times!”

Thor laughed and Loki started to become extremely insulted before the Thunderer spoke. “Loki--I dare say that if you had truly wanted me dead, I would have been dead long ago.” Loki stared at him. That was not the response he had expected--Thor giving him a compliment?--as it was he was going to have to do some inner reflection on the truth of this statement, but Thor continued still. “As for what you are--We may not be brothers in blood, but we are in bond and I will never lose sight of that. In fact, I am very grateful for your heritage for that is how you are sitting here with me this day.”

Loki continued to stare at him, incredulous. “I--First of all, Thor--you have never been this well spoken before. It’s rather disorienting. Secondly--You’re not allowed to speak in riddles, that is my Game, get your own. In fact, I should think you should stop speaking at all.”

Thor laughed again and Loki could almost feel the cheerful rumble of it in his bones. “I would be happy to explain, provided that you lay down and rest. I fear I’m doing more damage than good, upsetting and jostling you about.”

Loki scowled but nonetheless he laid back on the covers with a slight wince. “I’m listening,” he said flatly. “I also want to know how it is that you convinced anyone in Asgard to let me back into the palace.”

Thor chuckled and patted his brother’s hand. Loki narrowed his eyes at the gesture but somehow couldn’t bring himself to move the appendage as Thor took hold of it.

“You see,” Thor began. “I had thought you had perished in my arms and proceeded to unleash a great storm upon those responsible.”

“Thor,” Loki said slowly and a genuine smile began to creep up onto his lips for the first time in a very long time, outside of the most recent near death experience of course. “Did you touch off a hurricane just for me?”

Thor’s cheeks colored slightly and he cleared his throat. “Now, brother, you’re supposed to be listening.” Loki huffed but remained silent long enough that Thor took it as his cue to continue. “I was just about to lay waste to Doom and the Enchantress when Stark and Rogers informed me--over the sound of my anger--that you were alive.”

Loki’s eyebrow arched delicately.

The God of Thunder cheeks flushed a bit more. “--You see your armor had hidden the rise and fall of your chest from me--and the blood flow of the wound had slowed--I was sure that your heart had stopped--and you had lost consciousness so I was certain--” Thor shook his head. “I said it before and I will say it again, never have I been so glad to be wrong. Stark told me it made sense because...” the Thunderer screwed up his face as he tried to remember the exact words. “--Ah yes-- because we Asgardians are the type of people who normally don’t have to check for life signs as there is little cause to check someone’s breathing when their lungs are sticking out of their neck and their head lies halfway across the room.”

Loki grimaced but nodded. “That... was a grotesquely accurate observation on Stark’s part,” he agreed. “With such lovely imagery, too. I’ll be sure to have to thank him for that.” The sarcasm in his voice was apparent but Thor ignored it.

“As soon as I realized my error I rushed you to Asgard and to the healing rooms,” Thor told him as if it was a master tale. “No one dared stop me.”

“Of course they didn’t,” Loki murmured as he looked up at him.

Thor ignored his commentary and pressed on. “There were but two major reasons you survived, brother. One being that your heritage allowed your body to enter a sort of healing sleep--”

“Thor--if you tell anyone that I’m alive because I hibernated like some bear, I will kill you.”

His brother for his part had the decency to look sheepish and he lowered his voice a little bit. “--I’m afraid the Warriors and Sif already heard.”

Loki groaned and pulled a pillow over his face in mortification.

Thor took this opportunity to continue. “--The other part, though brother,” he began again, and reached out to take a hold of Loki’s hand more firmly. “Is that you truly saved my life. If the aim of the spell had been true, it would have struck me in the heart and I would most surely be dead. However, because it struck you, and several paces in front of me at that, it hit here,” Thor gently pressed his fingers to Loki’s upper chest, just under and to the side of his collarbone. “It but grazed one of your lungs, which was why you coughed blood--but that healed quickly because, after all, you are a god.”

Loki slowly drew the pillow down from his face so he could look up at his brother.

“Loki,” Thor continued and smiled at him softly. “Without a shadow of a doubt, you saved my life. If anyone lived who would dare to speak out against a Prince of Asgard--and you are still a Prince of Asgard my brother--they definitely would not speak out against you now. Not when I only breathe because of you.”

The Trickster pulled in a slow breath as he allowed all of this to sink in. It was a long moment before he spoke. “...So what you’re telling me is that... I only survived because I hibernated like a bear and because I am short.”

Thor stared at him and then he began to laugh.

~~~

Thor had insisted that Loki stay in bed for the next several days. While Loki did not particularly enjoy being treated like an invalid, he found that he did enjoy Thor's doting. Brotherly attention that didn't involve Mjolnir flying at his head was always appreciated.

His wounds were all but healed, though he was still tired. His chest still hurt when he moved too much, thus Thor's overprotective order of bed-rest, but he was well on his way to regaining his strength.

Thor was at his side almost constantly, only leaving when there were official matters to attend to since he was at least temporarily back home in Asgard. During the rare times Thor was absent from his bedside, Loki passed the time by summoning books from his (apparently untouched) bookshelves over to him. It had been years since he had read these books and he had honestly not thought he would see them again. So, he read.

It was on one such occasion that Loki was sitting up in bed against a wall of pillows, reading, when there came a knock. Without looking up from his book, Loki called, "Come in." He wasn't sure who he had been expecting, but it was definitely not who walked in through the door. The Lady Sif and the Warriors Three were not even on the list of people he thought would come to see him. It was a very short list. Really, the list was "Thor" and possibly "Mother."

So when the four of them came walking into his room, he wasn’t quite sure what to think or expect. Instinctively he began to gather the magic he would need for a transportation spell, but didn’t use it. After all, there was the off chance that they were, in fact, here with peaceful intentions. He couldn’t really picture them going against Thor to the point of coming to attack him. It wasn’t in character. Still, he could never be too careful.

They all stopped several feet from his bed and shifted on their feet, glancing at one another in various states of awkward. It was Sif who finally rolled her eyes at the others and stepped forward. “We--I..” she began, then frowned to herself, trying to decide where to begin.

Loki chuckled and held up a hand. “To what do I owe this visit? As I recall this didn’t happen before you all hated me.”

Sif set her jaw and then put her hands on her hips. “...Yes, well, trying to kill Thor was the fastest way to get on our bad side.”

“--But you saved him this time-” Volstagg piped up.

“--And so we figured you didn’t really ever want him completely dead,” Fandral continued. He glanced at Hogun to pick up more of the explanation but Hogun was just staring silently and stoically at Loki with his arms crossed over his chest. “...But that’s not why we’re here--Thor told us everything that happened,” Fandral hastily continued. “So we came... to thank you.”

Loki did not bother concealing his surprise. “...To thank me,” he repeated, incredulous.

“Yes, to thank you,” Sif huffed. “I don’t particularly like it because you’ve done...very awful things. But-- You saved Thor’s life...” she trailed off and lowered her arms to her sides. “And you very nearly lost your own in doing so. We never would have expected you to do something like that, risk yourself for Thor like that. So we thought that... we might be wrong about everything else too.”

“--We want to try...starting over,” Volstagg elaborated, nodding his agreement.

Fandral spread his hands. “So let’s try again, shall we? It could be fun!”

Loki stared at them all. “...You four are as bad as Thor.”

There was a short moment of silence before Fandral glanced between them all and then grinned. “Is that a yes, then?

Loki groaned and put his head in his hands. “Worse than Thor,” he amended, shaking his head. He waved a hand in surrender. “Fine.”

Volstagg grinned and clapped Fandral on the back. Fandral in turn looked very pleased with himself, as if it was his speech alone that convinced the Trickster. Hogun continued to stare stoically, but he seemed ever so slightly pleased.

Sif shifted her weight and looked down at the God of Mischief, who still had his head in his hands, before sighing a bit. Speaking lowly enough so only Loki would hear her, she bent slightly, leaning a little closer. “Loki. Is it really such a bad thing that someone would forgive you?” He remained silent and Sif sighed before turning and heading back over to the three warriors. “Think about it,” she said, and it didn’t sound like a request. Then, she herded the other three out of the room.

Loki stared down at the covers, silent, even after they had left. He was thinking about it, and he was still thinking about it when Thor came back to the room.

“--Loki?” he questioned, and the Trickster could hear his brother’s concern even in the way he spoke his name.

He raised his head and smiled a bit before turning to pick up his book. “I’m fine, Thor. How was everything?”

“The day was fair--” Loki could hear the frown in Thor’s voice without even looking. “What troubles you, brother?”

“Nothing troubles me,” Loki said all too convincingly. “Come on, tell me about your day.”

“Loki...” Thor began warningly. The warning being ‘If you don’t tell me what is wrong I am going to pester you until you tell me.’

Loki shook his head with a sigh. “Thor, it’s nothing. The Lady Sif and The Warriors Three paid me a visit and left me with something to think about, that is all. If you’re going to be worried every time I have to think about something, then we’re going to have a problem. We can’t all be you, after all.”

Thor opened his mouth to retort about the ‘nothing’ comment, then closed it at the mention of his friends. He opened his mouth again to ask what they had done and if they had upset him, but closed it again when Loki got to thinking. He opened his mouth once more when Loki implied that he worried too much, but then he flushed when he realized Loki had insulted him. Thwarted in all his attempts to speak, Thor crossed his arms and did his best to look offended. It wasn’t very convincing. “I have reason to worry, you know.” he grumbled.

Loki chuckled and couldn’t help but smile affectionately at the blushing, embarrassed, sulking God of Thunder. His brother really needed to stop being so cute. Of course that thought led Loki into even more thinking. At the time of his brush with death, had he the strength, Loki would have raised his head and kissed Thor, pulling the last stopper on his secrets regarding his brother before they died with him. The problem now, however, was there was no near-death experience, no blood loss to blame his sudden need to be honest on.

He had never felt so compelled to tell the truth about anything, but he wanted--he needed Thor to know how he felt. But then, he was also terrified that should Thor learn the truth, he would lose what fragile happiness he had just found. It was the same feeling he’d had before the battle in which he revealed his Jotun heritage to Thor. Yet, here Thor was, still calling him brother.

Surely there was a limit to Thor's naiive, pig headed forgiveness.

Instead of an embarrassing confession, Loki shook his head and gave his brother a disarming smile. “Of course you do, Thor. Everything is fine, everything will be fine. Now, it’s late, so go to bed and let me think when you won’t be awake for it to offend you.”

Thor did not look so sure, but Loki did seem to still be in fairly decent spirits. So, he nodded slowly and stood. “Very well. Good night, Loki,” he said as he made his way to the door.

“Good night, brother,” Loki called after him and Thor could not help but smile, despite his misgivings.

~~~

It was the next morning that Thor knew everything would be fine. Fandral had run screaming down the hallway upon seeing his reflection in the mirror, finding himself completely bald. Everytime Sif put on armor of any kind, it immediately turned into a large, froofy, incredibly-difficult-to-move-in dress. Volstagg found that any alcohol he tried to ingest instantly turned into milk upon touching his lips. To Hogun's great displeasure, anytime anyone said anything to him, in jest or otherwise, he would burst into hysterical laughter, and could not stop smiling when he was not laughing.

There were reports of the staircases in the palace changing direction and location, periodically every member of the court found themselves stripped to their underwear, then back to full regalia moments later, and all the fountains in Asgard were suddenly filled with wine rather than water. (Nearly everyone enjoyed the fountain prank, all save for Volstagg.)

The All Father did not fair any better. The carvings on Odin's eye patch had changed into intricate heart shaped designs and even Frigga was not spared as no matter how she try, her hair would not stay pinned up and would only hang down with its full, beautiful curls.

Thor was not surprised in the slightest that Loki was not in his room on this day. Or anywhere in the palace for that matter. Thor was surprised, however, that he seemed to have avoided his brother's day of amusement all together and could probably remain completely untouched by mischief for the entirety of the day if he didn't leave the palace.

Despite his better judgement, he went looking for his brother.

There weren't too many places Loki would have gone, especially after playing a prank on the entirety of Asgard, and Thor was rather pleased with himself when he found Loki sitting on the Bifrost, as he had thought he might. He took some comfort in the fact that he still knew his brother well enough to find him fairly easily.

Thor stepped up beside his brother and sat down next to him, swinging his legs over the side. Loki glanced over at him briefly to acknowledge his presence, but didn't look him in the eye and turned back to look out. They used to do this all the time when they were children under Heimdall's watchful eye. This was where they would just sit. Sometimes they would talk, sometimes they never said a word, just stared out into the expanse of the universe. It had been one of the few times Thor wouldn't become aggravated by sitting still and doing nothing. Eventually, of course, he would become bored of it and would stand once more, but Loki had never seemed to tire of it.

They sat there, gazing out into the expanse like they had as children. Loki stared silently forward, his mind turning and weaving around things Thor couldn't even comprehend, as always. And as always, Thor was the one to break the silence first. "You know," Thor began. "No one even seems to be angry. I think they're all just glad that you are back to your old self. Days like this are like the days before any of this madness started..."

"Mmm," Loki conceded. The Trickster was silent for a long moment and Thor wondered if he had said the wrong thing, and if he had if he should say anything else at all, but then Loki spoke again. "I started it, you know. It was my fault. I was the maker of my own undoing."

"What are you talking about?" Thor asked simply.

"I was the one who let the Jotun into the weapons vault. I knew they wouldn't actually get to steal anything--" he trailed off and glanced up at the sky, leaning back on his hands. "I just wanted to ruin your big day..."

Thor was silent for a long time, looking out at the stars. "I'm sure it started long before then, Loki, and I think many are to blame." He looked over at his brother. "Especially your family. We are the ones who failed you the most."

Loki shook his head, sitting forward again. "Thor--"

"--And besides," Thor said, cocking his head with a grin. "Can you imagine what would have happened if I had actually been crowned that day?"

Loki blinked and then he laughed. Thor hadn't heard a sweeter sound in years. "Oh, I don't even want to imagine that. The seasons would be "War with enemy number 1, War with enemy number 2, War with enemy number 3, and Thor is Sleeping."

They laughed together for a long, long time and it was one of the most wonderful, relaxing things for both of them. To finally be at ease with each other long enough to laugh, to talk, to smile. To let things be as close as they ever would be to the way things had been.

Loki recovered from his mirth first but was content to look out into the space around them. Thor, finally calmed, stared out as well. Without looking at his brother, he spoke. "They all missed you, Loki."

Loki said nothing at first, then he finally broke the silence. "I suppose... I may have possibly missed them just a little bit, hardly at all, too."

Thor simply smiled. "You should give them a chance again, and they will give you one too. You are still a prince of Asgard, Loki, and I am sure that they would be happy to have you around, especially in my absence."

"You're returning to Earth, then?" Loki asked, not looking at Thor.

The God of Thunder blinked in surprise then, nodded. "I am. I have an obligation and desire to help my friends there. They need me."

The Trickster stayed silent for a long time. "...I think I shall go with you," he said finally. At the confused expression on Thor's face, Loki decided it was now or never. "I'm afraid I haven't been entirely honest with you, brother..."

Thor chuckled and clapped his hand to Loki's back. "Brother, I must say that doesn't surprise me in the slightest."

The Trickster winced, leaning forward with the friendly blow. "Oh, shut up you great oaf, before I change my mind."

Thor chuckled again and removed his hand, then blinked as Loki turned to face him fully. Loki's eyes were searching his face and the Thunderer found himself rather uncomfortable under the scrutiny. He found himself ever so slightly flushed. "Brother--what--"

Loki was suddenly very close and Thor's eyes widened. "I thought I told you to shut up, brother," the Trickster murmured before closing the space between them and pressed his lips to Thor's.

~~~

~Chapter Three~

[fic] Loki Found the Whole Thing Hilarious 1/3

seiaa — Wed, 14 Sep 2011 15:18:21 GMT

SOOooooo I may or may not have written a Thor fic for the norsekink Community. Rofl. And I wanted to clean it up and idk. I'm actually getting into writing again, so I figured posting it on my journal wouldn't be so bad. :D

NO PORN ~~sadly~~ But it is slashy. Slash from me? Gasp.

You guys are gonna get it in fewer chapters than norsekink did because now it's done and I can break it up better. lol. XD

Title: Loki Found the Whole Thing Hilarious
Chapter: 1/3
Rating: PG-13ish
Genre: Hurt/Comfort, Fluff
Word Count: 2332

~~~

It was funny, Loki thought as he teleported into the chaos, that after all these years and all of the battles, he was still protecting Thor from his own heroic stupidity. Just as he had when they were inexperienced children on reckless adventures.

He'd spent the better part of the last several years trying to distance himself from Thor. With battles and threats; destruction and hurtful words. Yet, here he was, racing towards his brother, resigning himself to the fact that he had been unable to make himself believe the lies he told about not caring for his brother, about hating his brother. Even a Liesmith it seemed could not completely fool himself.

It was funny, Loki thought as he turned, that in the end, he would do this for Thor.

Personally, he thought that the looks on the faces of the rest of the Avengers--He didn't look at Thor--were priceless as he slid between the one he once called 'brother' and the bolt of magic. Thor was protecting a helpless bystander who just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. Thor was a god, and really, what could hurt him that drastically? He was all but invincible. But Loki knew. Loki knew this could hurt a god, hurt Thor. Thor didn't know, of course and that was exactly why he was going to get himself killed, and for a mortal no less.

It was funny, Loki thought as he focused on the attack, that he still cared this much.

It was a horrible power and Loki still didn’t know how the Enchantress and Doom had managed to cook the whole thing up. He’d been avoiding Doom ever since he found out the man was trying to make clones of him, so he didn’t even know when or how they teamed up to do this. It probably involved several hundred or thousand mortal lives, ancient forbidden texts, Doom’s mortal science and many other things that most would find unpleasant. Loki would have been intrigued if they hadn’t been daring to use it on Thor. His brother. His brother.

It was funny, Loki thought as the shield he erected almost instantly began to crack against the spell, that he even bothered trying to deflect it when it was what it was.

He must have still harbored some small glimmer of hope for this turning out all right. For both he and Thor to come out of this miraculously. Perhaps go back to Asgard and spar and laugh and for things to go back to the way they once were, before he found out he was a monster. For the rift between them to be mended, subconsciously wanting all of his attempts to sever their bond to fail. He told himself it was just survival instinct. Which clearly, he had none of, since he was doing this in the first place.

It was funny, Loki thought as the shield shattered and the blow hit home, that he could have sworn he heard Thor shout “Brother!”.

That was unlikely because Thor had stopped calling him that eight months ago when Loki had actually come very close to killing all of Thor’s mortal friends.

He would have laughed, for truly the whole situation was hilarious, had it not been for the blood coming to his lips, the burning as the spear of magic dissipated into the nothingness it had come from, or the fact that he was toppling forward as his legs gave way beneath him.

Everything slowed down and the sound around him dropped, as if he had just plunged into a body of water. Everything was muted, muffled, but somehow the visual aspect of everything around him became clearer. Suddenly, the world seemed much more saturated, and Loki had never been more aware of his surroundings.

The Avengers were rushing Doom, the Enchantress, and whichever assorted other villains they had brought along. Loki hadn’t found it in himself to care then and he definitely couldn’t find it in him now. Thor was behind him, yelling, it might have been words, but Thor was Thor and so it could have just as easily been an enraged howl of fury. Leave it to Thor to be angry that his fake brother, his greatest enemy that had betrayed him time and time again, had been fatally wounded. Granted, Loki thought as he slowly pitched toward the concrete beneath him, Thor only operated in three modes: stupidly happy, confused/drunk (which were one and the same), and enraged. Maybe he’d smash Doom’s head in with Mjolnir. Loki thought that sounded like a good plan. Clones were a violation of personal privacy on so many levels.

Thor wasn’t one for doing what Loki thought he should do of course, and as such, Loki was only half surprised that he didn’t hit the ground and ended up caught in Thor’s arms instead. His vision swam and swapped places with his hearing, which came back somehow as Thor cradled his head and pressed a large, shaking hand to Loki’s bleeding chest. “Brother...” the God of Thunder breathed, and Loki was mildly surprised by the waver in his voice.

Mild surprise took an awful lot of energy to keep up, however, and Loki let his head drop against Thor’s chest. It was surprisingly comfortable. “You’re such a.. reckless fool...” the Trickster God murmured. His own voice sounded wet to his ears and rightfully so it seemed, for when he coughed, red splattered across Thor’s armor. If it hadn’t been his own blood, Loki might have thought it was kind of sexy. Actually, Loki thought it was still pretty sexy. Blood loss, he decided, was either making him delirious or uncharacteristically honest.

“Loki--why--” Thor sounded desperate, at a loss for words and Loki could only chuckle breathlessly.

“I guess I couldn’t lie to myself, after all... And the biggest lie is my biggest truth...” Loki said softly, closing his eyes.

Thor bit back a growl and held him a bit tighter, resisting the urge to shake him. “For Odin’s sake--Loki--no riddles!” he demanded and Loki just smiled, with blood on his lips, and Thor felt something inside of himself breaking. “Why?!”

Loki didn’t register the question for a moment, content where he was. He couldn’t decide if it was tragic or fitting that he felt the safest, the most calm, he’d ever been, laying in Thor’s arms, his life flowing freely out of him. Thor did shake him that time, just a little, but enough to catch Loki’s attention and he vaguely remembered the words spoken to him. His brow furrowed slightly and he opened his green eyes, just a bit. “Because... even though it was just one big lie... You’re still my...” He trailed off. It was the blood loss again. Making him so damn honest. Of course, there was no point in stopping now. Thor wasn’t that slow. “My...Stupid brother.”

“Loki--” Thor began, but Loki didn’t hear the rest of what he was saying. His eyelids were fluttering and his body felt heavy.

“Forgive me... Thor...” he murmured, and Loki wasn’t sure exactly what he was apologizing for. Then, Thor was shouting at him, as per usual, but he couldn’t hear it anymore. He couldn’t fight the heaviness anymore. He couldn’t do anything anymore. At least Thor was all right.

Loki smiled a bit. It was nice... that his brother still cared. That was enough.

That was enough.

~~~

Tony Stark never regarded himself as the most observant Avenger. The most intelligent, dashingly handsome, crazy genius Avenger? Yes. Most observant? Not so much. However, he was the only one who seemed to have stopped in his tracks as the sky suddenly grew very, very dark.

It wasn't a split second later that he heard Thor's yell. An ordinary person would have assumed it was a thunderclap mixed with the howl of wind. Tony knew better.

He turned to look and saw Thor kneeling on the ground. The Thunder God was holding his estranged brother in his arms and Loki wasn't... moving. More noticeably, he wasn't talking. To Tony, that sent off more warning bells than the former observation. The wind picked up and lightning flashed across the sky, dark clouds swirling into existence.

"Thor..!" Steve shouted with growing concern as he noticed the escalating situation, glancing up at the sky above them.

Tony shook his head, backing away at a jog, the face of his helmet sliding back into place. "Let's get these people out of here!!" he shouted and took off towards what was left of the crowd that hadn't already run away. The other Avengers followed suit, disengaging from their enemies.

The villains, for their parts, were trying to get away as fast as they could. It was too late, though, because Thor had gently lay Loki down and now he was standing. With Mjolnir in his hand.
There was another great crack of thunder and a bright flash of lightning lit up Thor's anguished face, which promised more than just simple pain.

Mjolnir flew in a great swooping attack which felled the peons closest to him and Thor followed with a lunge. His great hammer returned to his hand and he unleashed all the fury and mourning rage of Asgard.

It started to rain.

~~~

While the rest of the Avengers took the poor citizens of the city to the closest hurricane/tornado/angry-Norse-God shelter, Iron Man and Captain America stayed behind to make sure that Thor didn't do something stupid. And by stupid, Tony meant stupider than usual. Which was saying something.

Steve covered his face with his shield against the wind and rain, the latter of which was falling so hard and fast with the wind that it was blowing sideways and felt like hundreds of tiny needles shooting through the air. "We have to stop him before he destroys the city!!" Steve shouted over the impending hurricane.

Tony shook his head. "Do YOU want to tell him to stop?!" he shouted back. "Because I am NOT feeling suicidal today!!"

Steve groaned and looked back out at the chaos and stared as Thor blasted back a good couple dozen villainous lackies. Those men were now either brain damaged or dead. "...You know!! If he could do this at any time, how come we don't see it?!"

"...Well..!!" Tony began, watching as bodies flew like rag dolls. "He IS a god!! We're just lucky he and Loki never went at it at full power! I don't think the planet could have handled it!!"

As Steve watched Thor channel lightning into a terrific sweeping blast, the howl of the wind his voice, filled with rage, he nodded his agreement. "You're probably right!!"

Thor was spinning Mjolnir now, impossibly fast, and he was kicking up a sideways tornado in the process. Tony wondered if they were even far enough away to not get caught up in it, because this was getting ridiculous.

Through the wind and the rain, the sensors in Tony's visor picked up on movement. His first thought was the dread that it was some civilian they had missed. Instead, it was Loki, still laying where Thor had left him. The wind had picked up the Trickster’s fallen helm and it had flown up into the sky, disappearing somewhere into the vortex of black clouds still swirling dangerously.

Tony groaned. "Dammit."

Steve all but jumped when Iron Man started making his way closer to the fray. "What are you doing?!" he shouted, incredulous.

Tony turned back to face him. "If anything happens to him--!" he shouted, gesturing in Loki's direction. "Thor will flip his shit even more!!" And he ran, using his boosters to keep himself from getting caught in the wind and to keep himself from being smashed in the face by flying debris, mail boxes, and cars.

Steve stared incredulously after him. "But he's--!!"

"I know!!" Tony yelled back.

Even Tony would admit to himself that he had done some really stupid things in the past. Running into what was practically a monsoon that had been created by a god, all to save the body of said god’s brother, was probably going to go up towards the top of his list.

Lightning struck less than two feet away from him, leaving a smoking crater in the pavement and Tony decided that no. It was definitely going to go to the top of his list.

~~~

Thor's blue eyes were sharp and enraged. Actually, rage was an understatement. Every cell in his body was screaming for blood, for revenge. In the distance, Thor saw Doom's get-away helicopter fighting the storm he had created. The God of Thunder raised Mjolnir high and a bolt of lightning struck down the craft's blades which kept it aloft. The aircraft dropped like a rock and Thor started making his way over to where it had landed. He was going to make Doom and the Enchantress pay. And he was going to do it very, very slowly.

"--or!!"

Thor paused mid step. "THOR!!!" he finally heard over the sound of his anger and he turned his head sharply. It was then that he saw his comrades by Loki. For one irrational second, he felt anger well up at the sight and his grip on Mjolnir tightened. A moment later, however, it relaxed as gratitude washed over him because it was obvious they were trying to keep his brother from being picked up into the storm. Then, Thor kicked himself for not thinking about that sooner.

Tony had his face plate retracted and he was screaming something at him, hands cupped around his mouth to try and make the sound go farther. "--ive!!" Thor's brow furrowed as he strained his ears.

Then, he heard it.

"--ALIVE!!"

~~~End Chapter One~~~

Chapter Two

Routine

seiaa — Sun, 14 Aug 2011 15:29:03 GMT

- Wake up to your door opening and your three year old brother being told by his mother that you're still sleeping and that he shouldn't wake you up and him going "SHhhh oh oh Aka's sleeping." and the door shuts

- Decide that since you're up already, you'll finish that Thor/Loki fic part you've been working on

- Post Thor/Loki fic part

-Start laundry

-Brush teeth

-Stuff face with french toast covered in syrup

Good Morning indeed. <3

CAPTAIN AMERICA - No spoilers, just intense squee. Of never before seen proportions

seiaa — Sat, 23 Jul 2011 03:24:43 GMT

CAPTAIN. AMERICA. JSD:LFHSDKFSHFLSDKJFSD:FOEJIOFJLSKJF:LKSDHFIOEHFLS:KDJF:ELFHIOSDHFSLDKFHSL:DFJLSDJFKLSDFH:OEIJFSDKLF

I have never left a theater grinning so much. Never. I'm pretty sure I looked crazy. or high. or drunk. or all three. I--.Oh. My. God. I almost had a heart attack. That was amazing. If you go. STAY UNTIL AFTER ALL OF THE CREDITS AND YOU TOO WILL BE THIS GIDDY.

I have forgotten how to breathe properly.

P.S. Tony Stark's daddy is really hot.

I.

JDK:SLFHSDKLFJSKLDF

Snowmagedon/Snowpocalypse

seiaa — Thu, 11 Feb 2010 04:34:40 GMT

WELL. School's out again tomorrow. Friday I dont' have class anyway. I just had an early spring break, man. Monday's a holiday and Tuesday I don't have class. dude. Long weekend is long. the actual amount of days I will not have had to go to school is so obscene I'm actually kind of embarrassed to post it.

I'm actually noooot too happy about this because getting back into the swing of things on Wednesday is going to be rough. At least I have plenty of time to get ahead on some of my work.

ALSO BUT: I GOT PRETTY PICTURES OF SUNSETS.

LOLOL I DON'T KNOW HOW TO FEEL ABOUT THIS EITHER

seiaa — Mon, 11 Jan 2010 18:34:42 GMT

So uh.

A friend of mine that I sorta know asked me to be his date to this work dinner thing next Saturday. lmao. XD I was like "okay" 'cause all his coworkers are bringing someone.

Lololol but it's like. super formal. he's going to buy me a new dress? I don't. uh. AHHhhhh lolololol. confusion, apprehension. wwwtthhh xDD *flail*

...I'm not entirely sure how to feel about this.

seiaa — Fri, 08 Jan 2010 05:34:38 GMT

IT IS KIND OF EPIC.

CHRISTOPHER LEE = Saruman from LotR = Ansem the Wise from KH

...SINGING. He shows up at 0:42. This is ridiculouuuus. and kinda epic. and kind of awesome. and...I AM NOT ENTIRELY SURE HOW TO FEEL ABOUT THIS. XD

Gigacon

seiaa — Wed, 06 Jan 2010 20:23:20 GMT

Just a shout out (wow I never thought I'd use that phrase) to anyone who will be in the DC Metro Area this Friday/Saturday the 8th-9th of January~

GIGACON. An Animation convention organized by my department.

It's the first year, it's very small, it's very cheap. $10 for both days. It's mostly an Artist Alley and there will be industry professionals there with tables and there are still time slots for portfolio reviews.

Our department chair is concerned that no one's going to show up, especially because there's going to be someone fromso YOU SHOULD COME, KAY? If it does okay this year it'll do really well next year when it's bigger. Next year there'll be panels and tournaments and stuff I'm sure. but in order to get that really going next year, we need this year to do pretty well.

SO IF YOU'RE IN THE AREA PLEASE COME BY? EVEN JUST ONE DAY? <33

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

seiaa — Wed, 30 Dec 2009 23:11:49 GMT

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

...AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

I would watch this movie

seiaa — Sun, 20 Dec 2009 02:59:06 GMT

I would watch this movie hardcore.

See more funny videos and funny pictures at CollegeHumor.

Do want. >D

OH MY GOD YES.

seiaa — Fri, 18 Dec 2009 16:42:10 GMT

I CHECKED MY SCHEDULE FOR NEXT QUARTER. AND OH MY GOD.

"PORTFOLIO PRESENTATION" WAS THERE. YES YES YES YES YES YES YES.

For those of you who don't have to deal with the Ai way of things I will explain:

You have to pass your final review in order to get into Senior Portfolio class. But you're not supposed to find out if you passed until you receive a letter in the mail in like, two weeks.

OR YOU CAN CHECK YOUR SCHEDULE AHEAD OF TIME.

OH YAY OH YAY OH HAPPY DAY AUUGHHH *RUNS IN CIRCLES*

;_____; I'M SO HAPPY

PRINCESS AND THE FROG.

seiaa — Sat, 12 Dec 2009 07:29:18 GMT

OH MY GOD.

OH.

MY.

GOD.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

2D ANIMATION ORGASM.

ORGASM.

THAT IS ALL FOR NOW. MORE LATER.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

ITS DONE

seiaa — Tue, 08 Dec 2009 23:49:10 GMT

FINAL REVIEW IS DONE. YES.

*dies on the keyboard*

..now I just have to finish finals but. NO MORE FINAL REVIEW HANGING OVER MY HEAD OH GOD YAY.

In which we are 'tarded

seiaa — Fri, 04 Dec 2009 23:30:39 GMT

SPOILERS FOR THE RECENT NARUTO MANGA

AN EXAMPLE OF NORMAL CONVERSATION BETWEEN chieira AND I.

PLEASE NOTE: WE LOVE THESE CHARACTERS. BUT THAT DOESN'T MEAN WE DON'T REALIZE THEY HAVE NO COMMON SENSE. LOLOL *cough*Sasuke*cough* AND THAT IS WHY WE MAKE FUN OF THEM. <3 OUT OF LOVE.

seiaa : Naruto's so epic now. do they REALLY want to go around behind his back? I mean really
seiaa : XDDD
seiaa : I'm pretty sure at this point the only one whose ass he might have trouble kicking is Sasuke's
chieira : I know, right?
chieira : Naruto's super epic now.
seiaa : because Naruto has sage mode and Kyuubi and Sasuke has magical snake powers AND all of Itachi's jutsu
seiaa : if they actually fought the world would probably explode
chieira : The only reason he'd have trouble with Sasuke at this point is because of all the super god-moddin' Uchiha powers that Itachi gave him.
seiaa : HAHAHAHHAA YES
seiaa : THE GOD MOD ULTIMATE DEFENSE SHIT THAT ITACHI PULLED BEFORE HE DIED?
seiaa : THE GIANT FLOATY MONSTER OF WTF
chieira : HAHAHAHAHA
seiaa : I was like "...WTH ITACHI? GOD MOD"
chieira : OH, ITACHI
chieira : ILU
seiaa : HE LIKE
seiaa : SUMMONED A GIANT SAMURAI MONSTER
seiaa : OF DOOM
chieira : ITACHI'S ALLOWED TO GOD MOD
chieira : SASUKE, NOT SO MUCH
seiaa : HAHAHAHAHA
seiaa : EXACTLY
seiaa : LMAO
seiaa : ITACHI COULD GOD MOD
seiaa : BECAUSE HE WAS DYING.
chieira : AND BECAUSE HE WAS MOTHER FUCKING ITACHI
seiaa : PEOPLE WHOSE INSIDES AREN'T LIQUIFYING CANNOT GOD MOD
seiaa : THAT TOO
chieira : LOLOL THIS IS TRUE
chieira : THAT MEANS YOU, SLUTSUKE
seiaa : THE GOD MOD COMES FROM HIS EPIC SELF SACRIFICE LOLOLOLOLZ
chieira : BEING A GIGANTIC DOUCHE DOES NOT GIVE YOU GOD MOD PRIVILEGES, SASUKE
chieira : WAIT UNTIL YOU'RE TERMINAL, BABE
seiaa : HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAA
seiaa : LMAO. BUT YEAH
seiaa : IF NARUTO AND SASUKE FOUGHT NOW
seiaa : THEY'D PROBABLY RIP OPEN A HOLE IN SPACE TIME
seiaa : DESTROY THE UNIVERSE SOME
seiaa : END UP IN THAT VOID WHERE ITACHI AND THE FOUR HOKAGES ARE PLAYING CARDS WITH OROCHIMARU'S SEVERED ARMS.
chieira : HAHAHA YES

random meme 8D

seiaa — Fri, 04 Dec 2009 01:07:16 GMT

stolen from pollums

What are you favorite OP and EDs? and why?
Don't go past top 5, and say a few words why?

8D this seemed like a fun little meme, so uh here they are. IN NO PARTICULAR ORDER BECAUSE I LOVE THEM ALL 8D

Sailor Moon Stars OP ver. 2~

Why?: Because a) Starlights = <3 and b) I love my oldschool animu and I love Sailor Moon and and yes. Starlights.

Nabari no Ou ED 2

Why?: I really liked this show and the style. it's a cute story and epic at the same time. I couldn't guess what was going to happen next. AS FOR the ED itself. It's just.... so much <3. It reminds me of when I went to Japan. it's just so simple and beautiful. and sweet. and...yeah. I just <3 this ending. "I just want to be with you. let me stay with you" gaaaaaaaaah

Code Geass R2 OP 5 <3<3<3

Why?: Why not? >D It's fast paced but not too fast. I mean. I love the song. And I think it was the perfect final opening. It really showcases how things are coming to a head and just.... It's very well executed. :)

Naruto Shippuden OP 6

Why?: The animation is so pretty now ;o; and and augh. Both of those fights (mostly the Itachi and Sasuke fight) are so important to me. XD and uh. yeah. pretty. AND OH GOD. THE PART WITH NARUTO AND THE CLAWING AND THE TAIL AND THE AUGH. THAT PART WAS SO GOOD.

Full Metal Alchemist Brotherhood OP1

Why?: Beautiful. Overlap = <3. jasdflksjdf .....BEAUTIFUL.

sharing some adorable

seiaa — Mon, 30 Nov 2009 22:28:07 GMT

If anyone's having a bad day

This is guaranteed to make your day brighter.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0Bmhjf0rKe8

BRIGHTEST PART OF MY DAY. AND TODAY HASN'T BEEN THAT BAD EVEN.