Fandoms Ruined My Life

god bless anime fic

the most common complaint about this post seems to be that i left off bluenette

friends, we are long past the simple halcyon days of bluenette

Hey did you know I keep a google drive folder with linguistics and language books  that I try to update regularly 

**UPDATE**

I have restructured the folders to make them easier to use and managed to add almost all languages requested and then some

Please let me know any further suggestions

….holy shit. You found the holy grail.

….. is this a DIFFERENT person keeping gigabytes worth of language books on google drive? Holy crap.

This. This here. Is why I love Tumblr.❤️❤️❤️

hey guys, OP has a MEGA link (the og post has been edited) since the google drive link is broken. you can check the post to see its legit!

Yuta's gonna beat someone's ass soon, no telling if it'll be a sasaeng or an nct member. Stay tuned to find out.

yuta is just…. he loves nature and hikes and is v polite he plays football and is good at drawing has piercings and loves mark so much but he is also a quadruple scorpio and doesn’t take anyone’s shit and won’t be afraid to put u in ur place if he has to. i hope he is doing well.

yuta’s mbti personality type is bdsm 

ain’t nothing stress me out like this

19-year old Jae crying because his Hyungs are fighting and saying "Hyung please don‘t fight" as he tries to seperate them just for Johnny to walk back into the room with a cake and a knife in his hand telling him he just got pranked literally has the same energy as Bangtan pranking Jk during their MV shooting by telling him he keeps messing up the choreo and basically getting mad at him; 97liner things

kick it! jaehyun

congratulations osaka for being the only city to be yuta’s hometown

y’all i just want this to be a permanent group is that to much to ask for :,,,,,,(

To be perfectly honest, the lawyer doesn’t quite remember how she got here. Well, not here, this is her office, but here in front of these two people. They certainly didn’t make an appointment. She’s not even sure if she let them in. They’re just…here now.

“So,” she tries, attempting to claw back some composure through sheer professionalism. “What is that I can help you with, Mr and Ms…” Her voice trails off uselessly when she meets her expectant clients’ eyes again.

“Hades,” the man says.

“Persephone,” the woman smiles.

“Right.” The lawyer clears her throat. Something about those names sounds familiar, but she can’t quite put her finger on it. “How can I be of service?”

“We need to get out of our prenup.”

The lawyer blinks at the woman named Persephone, there is something mesmerizingly intimidating about the green of her eyes. “You…both want that?”

“Absolutely.”

Mr Hades’ face expresses nothing but agreement and the lawyer is certain he would be more than capable of showing it if it were otherwise. “Well, it’s always pleasant to have an amicable split,” she says kindly. “And—”

“We’re don’t want to split up!” Ms Persephone interrupts. “Never!”

“That’s exactly why we’re here,” Mr Hades adds.

“I…” The lawyer looks from the one to the other. “You do realize I am a divorce lawyer, right?”

“Of course,” Mr Hades says calmly. “Which is why you should know how to get us out of this.” He reaches into his jacket and takes out a document that is nowhere near long enough to be even a standard prenuptial agreement.

The lawyer takes it anyway, glancing at it uncertainly.

“This was drafted by…our parents,” Persephone supplies helpfully. “We’ve agreed to the terms for ages, but frankly, we’re rather sick of it.”

Not even all the years of studying legal texts could make this piece of writing comprehensible. Some of the words, some of the names, seemed to flicker before the lawyer’s eyes, as if her brain refused to accept them. And the rest of it…the rest of it made no sense. Not really. Time spent in Hades. Time spent on Olympus. Pomegranates. Spring…

With a dull headache beginning just behind her eyes the lawyer looked up again. So she didn’t understand what this was about, big deal, half of the law was incomprehensible. You didn’t need to know all the rules. Not in her line of work. You needed to be able to find the gaps.

“The terms do not specify a lack of contact.” She pushes the paper back towards Mr Hades, trying not to look at the words again. “It only stipulates the required residence of Ms Persephone.”  She nods towards his wife. “And it places no restrictions on your movement whatsoever.”

The couple blinks at her. “What are you suggesting?”

The lawyer smiles. That is more like it. The clients are supposed to be the ones slightly out of their depth. “I am suggesting,” she says pleasantly. “That you arrange a third residence, a holiday home if you will, somewhere in neutral territory.”

“That…” Colour is rising into Ms Persephone’s cheeks. “…that would be allowed?”

“There’s nothing here that forbids it,” she replies confidently.

“I do have my business to think of,” Mr Hades ponders aloud, but the lawyer can clearly see he’s already thinking about how to make it work. If only because his wife seems to be doing as faithful an impression of a blooming rose as a human being should be capable of.

“Of course,” the lawyer nods, settling back into her usual confidence. “In that case, I think there are two matters to sort out. The real estate, and the commute.”

I just wanna be the girl of someone’s dreams ya know

Water doesn’t taste like anything but, food and drink can taste ‘watery’