Yuri and Gwendal’s adventure as eloped couple, 1

Volume 3, chapter four: chained together and trying to sleep in the desert, except there’s a dolphin keychain

As I slumbered more from cold than from sleepiness, I suddenly felt a tickle somewhere around my waist.

Drat, was it a scorpion or perhaps a rattlesnake? I sat up on reflex and crashed into Gwendal, who was leaning over me. As I looked down at my hip, I saw the fingers of the oldest brother at my belt.

What the heck was this?!

“You too?! You actually wanted to check if I was a girl? I don’t believe this! What is…”

“Wait.”

“Wait? For what?! For you to start grabbing in my pants?!”

“Calm down. I never doubted your gender. And I don’t think that you look like a woman.”

Gwendal had raised his eyebrows higher than normal.

“Right? I look like a completely normal guy.”

“Mhm.”

“Face, voice, clothing, everything completely male, right?”

“Doubtlessly.”

Gwendal was likely the last person to shower others in flattery. I could trust his words. A small load fell from my heart.

“But what was with the fumbling at my belt? Oh, no - it can’t be that you share the sexual preferences of your youngest brother after all, is it?!”

“Dammit, no!”

Wolfram has no respect

Vol. 3, chapter two: Meeting up with Gwendal to go hunt down the Demon Flute and-slash-or Hube

“Conrad, is this supposed to be some sort of bad joke?”

Gwendal looked at the brother he at least valued as a warrior with barely noticably raised eyebrows.

“Send them both back home!” he finally growled at him.

“What, me too?” yelled Wolfram indignantly.

It didn’t seem to please the youngest brother to be put in the same category as me.

I love Shouma Shibuya and so should you

Vol. 3, prologue:

Yuri, my boy! Have these people done something bad to you? If you worry about something, I’ll always be there for you! Know that you can always weep on Papa’s shoulder. We’ll always be able to talk about everything, right? Between men.

But listen, Yu, don’t you think you’ve been treating your father kind of brusquely lately?

akireyta:

olanthanide:

choosechoice:

Do you know who this woman is? Probably not. This is Victoria Woodhull. In 1872, she was the first female candidate for President of the United States, the Equal Rights Party candidate. She was an advocate of free love, by which she meant the freedom to marry, divorce, and bear children without government interference. She was the first woman to start a weekly newspaper; an activist for women’s rights and labor reforms. She was also a stockbroker, divorced her first husband, who was an abusive alcoholic (and whom she married when she was 2 weeks past her 15th birthday!) and was a major advocate of women’s rights. Many of her quotes still remain relevant today:

To woman, by nature, belongs the right of sexual determination. When the instinct is aroused in her, then and then only should commerce follow. When woman rises from sexual slavery to sexual freedom, into the ownership and control of her sexual organs, and man is obliged to respect this freedom, then will this instinct become pure and holy; then will woman be raised from the iniquity and morbidness in which she now wallows for existence, and the intensity and glory of her creative functions be increased a hundred-fold …

 Basically, she was a magnificent woman and a woman before her time. Absolutely brilliant inspiration

I’m pretty sure I would’ve remembered her if we covered her in history.

another awesome lady for our series, drst & hannah!

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