all this whole thing is about is not being able to communicate with each other anymore

You know what is amazing ? Truly amazing ? Is that we can go back and reading bleach KNOWING that ichigo had a crush that transformed into love for orihime . 

Like this ichigo ? 

Totally had a crush on Orihime 

And this ichigo ? 

ALSO totally had a crush on Orihime 

And this ichigo ? 

He is a dork trying to take care of his crush 

AND THIS ICHIGO IS FALLING IN LOVE WITH ORIHIME 

AND THIS ONE GOD LOOK AT THIS ONE TRYING TO PROTECT THE GIRL HE LOVES DESPITE HAVING GREAT TROUBLES TO CONTROL HIS HOLLOW 

AND THIS ONE IS FUCKING PROMISING TO PROTECT HER . HER AND ONLY HER WHEN HIS OTHER FRIENDS WERE HURT TOO . Also in japanese culture this particular sentence hold a lot of meaning in the romantic sense . 

“ Ok ok I get what you mean “ you say to me “ But what about THAT ichigo ????” 

ALSO FUCKING IN LOVE WITH ORIHIME MY DUDE HELL YEAH 

And this ichigo ? Crushed by Orihime being taken to Hueco mundo . 

LOOK AT THIS BOY LIKE CALM DOWN ICHIGO WE KNOW YOU LOVE HER BUT CHILL DAMN no but seriously look at his reaction rukia was about to die and yet his gut reacted here at the mere mention of orihime’s name ???? 

And look at this mofo seeing his love in slow motion hair blowing in the wind and shit 

AND GOD LOOK AT HIM PROTECTING HER WHILE SHE HAD HER SHIELD IN FRONT OF HER . lIKE ICHIGO YOU’RE SIXTEEN TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF

And look at him not even being able to look at orihime in the eyes because he sees fear in the way she looks at him . God this breaks my heart 

Ok this heals my heart look at him being completely awestruck , look at Kubo represented her voice reaching out to him ! Look at his eyes GODFUCKINGDAMMIT 

*sobs* FUCKING ORIHIME SAID HIM TO NOT BE FUCKING HURT ANYMORE AND LOOK AT HIM , THIS LOSER HE WAS NOT ABLE TO KEEP UP WITH GRIMMJOW BUT JUST ORIHIME CHEERING FOR HIM AND SUDDENLY HE IS . NOT ALLOWED . TO SUSTAIN ANYMORE DAMAGE . He is so fucking in love with this girl it disgusts me 

Ichigo! You’re dead ! On the floor! You have a hole in your chest! like dude it’s not the time to think about orihime and how much you want to protect her oh god 

OMG ICHIGO YOU JUST HAD A HOLE IN YOUR CHEST AND YOU TRANSFORMED INTO YOUR HOLLOW WHICH WAS YOUR BIGGEST FEAR LIKE THE FIRST THING YOU DO IS ASKING ORIHIME IF SHE’S ALRIGHT WHILE SHE’S OBVIOUSLY UNINJURED . LIKE JUST HOW MUCH DOES HE CARES FOR HER OH MY GOD 

And look at him , puppy faced and all mushy mushy just because orihime cried for him . What a loser omg ichigo like be cool in front of orihime stop wearing your heart in your eyes your feelings plain for the whole world to see like that 

“ yeah I noticed you were real popular with the guys … not that it bothers … but you know… I’m just placing it in the conversation … like that … just to … you know… ANYWAY” 

We SEE YOU ICHIGO WE KNOW YOU NOTICED ORIHIME WAS SO POPULAR WITH THE GUYS AND IT BOTHERS YOU but except from keeping the creeps away from Orihime he won’t do anything about it because he always respected Orihime’s agency so much like this kid is so pure I love him god 

Look at him being awestruck once again by orihime . Thinking she is so great and amazing and his heart must expands so much knowing just how much her and chad care for him . He must be so grateful 

Omg don’t do this to him orihime he’s so in love with you SO IN LOVE . He cannot stand the thought of losing you because of tsukishima’s power look at how heartbroken he looks STOP ORIHIME STOP also orihime my love breaking through tsukishima’s ability just because OF THE STRENGTH OF HER LOVE FOR ICHIGO LIKE WHERE DO THEY STOP FOR THE OTHER OMG THIS IS TOO MUCH 

Once again look at him being all dorky and happy like a puppy just at seeing orihime !! He had just been beaten by Bach and was depressed he couldn’t protect everybody but POOF one look at Orihime safe and smiling and bam puppy eyes showing his feelings to the whole world 

OMG ICHIGO BE COOL THIS IS SO TOTALLY LAME 

oKAY YOU LOST IT I GET IT HORMONES YOU’RE A TEENAGER AND YOU’VE LOVED ORIHIME FOR SO LONG YOU’RE BOUND TO ACT LIKE THAT SOMETIMES I GET IT MY GUY 

And look at him comforting orihime like “ NO ORIHIME DON’T BE SAD NO” . Omg he is such a dork , he is so in love it’s killing me

HE WENT BACK TO PROTECT HER CRADDLING HER TO HIS CHEST LIKE SOME THINGS NEVER CHANGE HE’LL ALWAYS ALWAYS PROTECT HER NO MATTER WHAT

Okay ichigo danger is over you should let her go now even if her hair is really soft and it feels really good holding her so close to you  

AND LOOK AT HIM MY GUY IN THE MIDDLE OF BATTLE COMMUNICATING WITH HIS WIFEY BY A SINGLE LOOK TO REASSURE HER . LIke godammn ichigo you’re fighting against a god FOCUS 

OMG ONCE AGAIN YOU STOP MID BATTLE TO REASSURE HER . ARE YOU SHOWING OFF YOUR NEW COOL FORM IN FRONT OF ORIHIME , ICHIGO ??? ARE YOU ???? ARE YOU?????????????

And most importantly the most in love with orihime of all those ichigo 

It’s been 12 years he’s been in love with her and look at the softness in his eyes , the casualness because THEY ARE FUCKING MARRIED FOR AT THE VERY LEAST 6 YEARS OMG THEY SPEND EVERY DAY TOGETHER BEING ALL DORKY AND IN LOVE . cAN YOU BELIEVE THEY GOT THEIR HAPPY ENDING ??? CAN YOU BELIEVE THEY ONLY EVER LOVED EACH OTHER ???? CAN YOU BELIEVE THEY BOTH GOT TO MARRY THEIR HIGH SCHOOL SWEETHEART ???? CAN YOU BELIEVE THEY HAD A BEAM FOR SUNSHINE AS A SUN ?? CAN YOU BELIEVE HOW HAPPY THEY MUST BE WAKING UP NEXT TO EACH OTHER EVERY MORNING GOD ????

THEY ARE JUST . SO IN LOVE . 

* spontaneously combust*

Distant

Note: I’M SO SORRY THIS IS LATE! please, don’t hate me, omg. also, I’m sorry if it sucks. :( I really hope you like it, darling. ♥ thanks for the request. feedback is welcome! .c

Request: Could you write one where the reader is married to SEB and something goes wrong and the relationship turns critical please 😊💞 Maybe like she or he travels too much and they don’t get to much time to see each other so often. - @chimera4plums

Originally posted by b-n-a-o


Marriage requires time, effort, dedication, and undying love for the other person; it’s all mutual. At the start of your relationship with Sebastian, you both had everything. You were joined at the hip, happy, bonded, and connected. He was your rock, your inspiration, the person who kept you humble in the mainstream media. You were the same for him. So, he proposed and you accepted.

You two met on the set of a movie about three years ago. It was a fantasy made reality, everyone knew you two were meant to be, just by the way you would look at each other. But lately, things have been tense. Your time has been spent on your new movie that you’re also directing. It’s a dream of yours and it’s coming true, but something is missing. Your time with your favorite person in the world. But it’s hard for him, too, since he’s working on a movie himself. Now that you have a week off for vacation, you planned on going home to see him and making things right. He said he should be off for a week, so it worked out perfectly. Communication has been at an all time low and you knew your marriage was falling apart silently. Anytime you spoke to Sebastian, he was distant. And it hurt. It always left you feeling empty.


You walked up the steps to your apartment you shared with Sebastian and adjusted your duffel bag on your shoulder while pulling along your suitcase. You shoved your key in the doorknob and kicked it open, making your way inside. “Seb?” You called out, setting your luggage down by the door with a huff. Why did I bring so much stuff for just a week? You asked yourself.

The apartment was silent, only the light hum of the refrigerator sounded through the apartment. You frowned as you looked around, noticing it was fairly clean, as if nobody had been occupying it. Isn’t Sebastian supposed to be home? You grabbed your phone out of your jacket pocket and called Sebastian.

After a few rings, you were ready to hang up. But he finally answered and sounded a tad frustrated. “Hey, Y/N.” Sebastian said, sighing. You bit your lip nervously. “Hey, Seb. I’m-I’m home. Where are you?” You asked softly. “Wait, you’re home?” Sebastian asked, completely ignoring your question.

You scoffed a tad and shook your head, fiddling with your wedding ring. “I have a break. A week off. I decided to come home and spend it with you. I thought you were on a break, too.” You said, feeling your stomach churn at the groan he let out. “Y/N, I can’t come home this week. I’m busting my ass off. We’re wrapping up the movie today.” Sebastian said with a little more frustration in his tone; you knew he was shaking his head.

The empty feeling you’ve had before returned. “Oh.” You said, sitting in Sebastian’s favorite chair. “Well, I could come see you.” You offered, frowning a little. Sebastian sighed. “Are you sure?” He asked a little softer now. 

A small smile spread across your face. “Well, yeah. I mean, I haven’t unpacked yet. You’re in Atlanta, right?” You asked, putting him on speaker to look up quick flights to Atlanta. 

“Yeah, I’ll have to see you at the hotel, though. I’ll be a little late getting in.” Sebastian explained, his voice returning to its distant sound. “Okay, I’ll see you in a few hours.” You said with a small smile. “Alright. Love you, bye.” Sebastian cut his line before you could say anything else and you sighed, staring at your screen until it went off.

Deciding not to waste anymore time, you quickly bought a plane ticket and left your apartment with your bags, calling your bodyguard for a ride to the airport. On your way there, you asked Sebastian for the hotel he was staying at so you could settle in. It would be close to dinnertime, so you would be able to order room service for the two of you.

By the time you reached the airport, you still hadn’t gotten a reply from Sebastian. Telling yourself he was busy, you let it go. You had a few hours to kill and he should reply before then. At least you hoped he would.


You finally landed at the airport with your bodyguard and was met with flashing cameras and screaming paparazzi. You smiled and waved at the cameras, never finding them to be a bother. “Out of the way! Let her through!” John yelled, keeping his arm wrapped around your shoulders. Passing by a few fans, you wanted to stop and take photos, but John wouldn’t have it.

Making your way out of the airport, you were rushed into a black van. You sighed and John climbed inside. “Thanks, John.” You said, giving him a small smile. “My job, girly. So, where to?” He asked. 

You gasped and totally forgot about checking your phone for any texts from Sebastian. Your smile returned when you read that he was staying at the Omni hotel in room 113. Giving the address to John, he pulled away from the airport and made his way there. 

You quickly messaged Sebastian back, telling him you were on your way to the hotel. You waited patiently, looking at the city around you through the window. You hoped you would be able to spend a little time with Sebastian; sometimes it’s just hard with all the traveling and movie business. And when he’s being distant.

John pulled up to the hotel and you were thankful it wasn’t as hectic as the airport. You quickly got out, asked for Sebastian’s room after telling the lady you were his wife (to which she freaked out, being a huge fan of you both), and now you were putting your bags down. John was staying in the room across from you, so you felt safe being in the hotel without Sebastian.

You checked your phone and Sebastian had replied. 

Seb: 10pm at the latest.
You: That’s okay, dear! Maybe I can order room service for us? What sounds good?
Seb: I actually bought food for the whole crew. I’m gonna be eating here.

You smiled at how kind and sweet your husband was. That’s what you brought you close to him in the beginning. A part of you was sad you wouldn’t be able to sit down and eat with him, even if it was room service. You missed those moments with Sebastian. 

You: Well, that’s okay! Send my congratulations around! I’ll see you soon. I love you.
Seb: Love you.

You sighed and set your phone down on the table in the living space. You pulled your bags to the master bedroom and smiled when you inhaled the hint of Sebastian’s cologne lingering in the air. You missed it so much. And you couldn’t help but feel the distance between you and Sebastian weigh down on you again.

After calling room service, you had enough time to take a quick shower and change into some comfortable clothes. Your body was pretty tired and all you wanted was to see Sebastian. Hopefully he really wanted to see you in return. Even though he said you could come see him, something tugged at your intuition saying he didn’t want you to.

Two hours later when 10pm rolled around, you heard the door to the hotel room open. “Seb!” You squealed, rushing over to him. You wrapped your arms around him and felt his arms wrap loosely around your body. “Y/N, hi.” He whispered, rubbing your back.

You pulled away and smiled up at him. He looked tired, his eyes dropping a little, and you frowned. “Aw, rough day?” You asked, watching Sebastian move past you and into the bedroom. You followed behind him and bit your lip nervously. “It was okay. Stressful.” He said as he sat on the bed to untie his boots. Nodding, you leaned against the door frame.

Sebastian took his button up shirt off, revealing a white tank underneath. “Are you sad that filming is over? Was it fun?” You asked, noticing his brows are creased. He sighed and rested his hands on his thighs. “Y/N, enough with the questions. I’m really tired.” Sebastian snapped, turning his head to look at you.

Your heart sank in your chest and you curled your lips into your mouth, biting down on them. You sighed and nodded. “S-sorry, I’ll uh, leave you to settle in.” You said, backing away from the door. “Thank you.” Sebastian muttered, getting up to go to the bathroom. The emptiness came back in the pit of your stomach and you sat on the couch in the living space, flipping on the television.

The shower turned on and you usually would’ve joined Sebastian, but he clearly needed some space. Feeling like a burden now, you pulled your legs up to your chest and blindly watched the News.

When Sebastian finally got finished for the night, he joined you on the couch. He sat at the other end, far apart from you. Normally you’d sit against him with his arm around your shoulders. The silence was deafening and you couldn’t handle it anymore. You knew one of you would break soon, and you didn’t want it to end badly. A sigh fell from your lips and Sebastian’s head turned towards you.

You looked at him and he gave you a tight lipped smile. “What’s wrong?” He asked, slumping in the cushions. You shook your head and looked down at your hands in your lap. “Come on, Y/N. You seem mad at me or something.” Sebastian said with an eye roll. Your eyebrows creased. “I’m not mad.” You said, looking over at him.

He scoffed and crossed his arms. “You always say that.” He whispered, a sigh falling from his lips this time as he turned his attention back to the News, his jaw clenched. You eyed him for a moment because he’s the one who seems mad at you, not the other way around.

Your stomach churned and your mouth fell open a tad. “What’s that supposed to mean?” You questioned, facing your body towards Sebastian, resting your arm over the back of the couch. He looked over at you and shrugged.

Sebastian stood up and walked to the bedroom and you followed after him. “Hello, I asked a question. ” You said, watching him slip into bed. He sat up and shook his head. “Y/N, just drop it.” Sebastian said lowly. You scoffed and stepped closer into the bedroom. 

“I will not! I know you feel the distance between us! And not talking to me isn’t helping.” Your voice raised a little and you really didn’t want to wake up the other guests. Sebastian’s eyes flickered to yours. “I’m tired.” He stated as if it were the only reason for being this way.

“That’s bullshit. It may be true, but it’s been like this since I left to work on my movie.” You said with a groan, running your hands over your face. The room fell silent for a moment. “Just drop it.” He said before lying down on his side. “No! We need to talk about this!” You said, your voice raising again.

A heavy sigh fell from his lips and he sat up again, his eyes staring right into yours. “I said DROP IT. I want to sleep! I wrapped up a movie today, I have a meeting with my agent and an interview tomorrow. The last thing I need is you chewing my ass off the night before!” Sebastian yelled, his veins popping in his neck.

You flinched at the tone of his voice and tears brimmed your eyes. “Seb, I have a week off from my movie, that I’m not only in but I’m directing. I chose to see you; my HUSBAND! You said you’d be off, too!” You yelled back as your voice shook slightly. Sebastian groaned and ran his hand through his hair.

“Well, I’m sorry it didn’t work out that way! I’m busy!” Sebastian yelled, raising his arms up in the air. Your bottom lip quivered as you stared at Sebastian. The atmosphere was tense and you could feel the hole in your chest growing. “Why’d you even tell me to come here if you didn’t have the time in the first place?” You yelled, your voice cracking at the end.

Sebastian shrugged his shoulders at you, his eyebrows raised. “I honestly don’t know! I’m too busy; I have things to do. If you want to leave, then leave! I’m honestly too tired to care.” Sebastian fired, his words making your tears fall freely. “You want me to go?” You whispered, shifting on your feet. Not giving him time to answer, you walked over to your bags and picked them up. “Fine.” You scoffed.

You hadn’t unpacked, seeing that Sebastian’s clothes occupied the dressers, which was fine. You were wearing pajamas, but you didn’t care. You just wanted to get out of there. Sebastian stayed quiet, watching you walk towards the bedroom door again. You turned to Sebastian and sniffled. “I’m sorry I got in the way. Clearly this has put on strain on us, so. Goodbye, Sebastian.” You whispered, gripping your bags in your hands.

A sharp breath fell from his lips as you walked away. You slung your duffel over your shoulder and grabbed your phone, pulling your suitcase behind you. Your throat burned and your heart was racing in your chest.

Waiting by the door for a moment longer, you didn’t see or hear any sign of Sebastian getting out of bed to stop you. Glancing at your wedding ring, you held back more tears.

You opened the door and left, deciding to get a different room. John was probably sleeping and it was late at night, so choosing another hotel or leaving just when you got here wasn’t on your list. You had your first fight with Sebastian, and now you were leaving him, unsure of what to do. Tears fell from your eyes and blurred your vision, the gnawing pain in your chest worsening.

Pressing the open button to the elevator, you stepped in and pressed the lobby button. The doors started closing, but an arm stopped them just shy of being squished. You looked up from your slippers and saw Sebastian. His eyes were red and puffy, his hands quickly pulling you out of the elevator. “What are you doing?” You asked, wiping at your cheeks.

Sebastian took your bags and set them in the hallway. You watched him closely and he was breathing heavily. “Don’t go.” Sebastian said as he turned to you, his tone far different from a few moments ago. Your eyebrows creased and you shook your head. “Seb, I don’t know what to do.” You said, your eyes filling with tears again.

Sebastian stepped towards you, his hands holding onto your cheeks. “I don’t either. But I know that I don’t want you to leave and I know how distant I’ve become. Please, don’t give up on us. Please, I’m begging you.” Sebastian said, his watery blue eyes staring into yours. You sniffled and nodded.

Sebastian pulled you into his body tightly, his arms wrapping around you. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have come. You’re busy, I should still go.” You said, your voice muffled by his chest. 

He pulled away and looked down at you, shaking his head. “Stay. I want you here. I just-it’s hard not having you around; it takes a toll on me, baby. I’m so sorry.” Sebastian breathed, his hands moving up your arms, to your cheeks.

A sigh fell from your lips and Sebastian wiped away the wetness on your cheeks. “I know, I don’t like being away from you either. But being distant and now arguing, what does that solve?” You asked, your hands gently grasping onto Sebastian’s sides. “We’ll figure it out, I promise.” Sebastian said as he pressed a kiss to your forehead.

You nodded again, letting Sebastian grab your bags and your left hand, walking you both back to his hotel room. He led you inside and dropped your bags, kicking the door shut gently with his foot. You turned to face Sebastian and he swooped in and held your waist before pressing his lips against yours. You made a sound of surprise before kissing him back, your hands tangling in his hair.

Sebastian picked you up by your waist and carried you to the bedroom, gently putting you on the bed. You smiled as he pulled away and climbed in beside you. Sebastian’s arms pulled you into his chest and you sighed. “I love you, Y/N.” Sebastian mumbled against your head as his hands rubbed against your back.

“I love you, too.” You whispered, allowing yourself to fall asleep in Sebastian’s arms.

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Fixing Septiplier

I saw this tweet and, yes, I can kinda agree.

People say its because Mark and Jack aren’t friends anymore, and I think thats not the case.

They still are friends, a lot, there are some parts in the livestream where they smile and talk to each other, but the thing is.

Its done where they’re not in the spotlight.

For example, Mark and Jack were tossing the toilet paper to each other and they were smiling at each other, but the camera men didn’t put them on the spotlight.

Also, Mark told Jack something and a big smile went on Jack’s face, but they were in the background, and the camera weren’t on them the whole time.

Mark and Jack always fueled the Septiplier ship back then and why don’t they do it now?

Well maybe they’re scared too?

Because back then:

The Septiplier ship was smaller, and people didn’t ship it as hardcore as they do now. They used to ship it as Mark and Jack did, in a silly, cute way.

But later on, people shipped it to a level that Mark and Jack never expected/wanted-

What I mean is smut, and people who believe they’re gay and they do love each other romantically.

Shippers who don’t ship it that way, or at least still know Septiplier won’t happen still [smut shippers], don’t worry, this isn’t completely your fault. I’m a shipper myself, so I know.

Like, do you really want drawings of you naked with a friend on the internet, especially when you’re as popular as them?

No, why would you?


Honestly, I think they might actually still wanna make those Septiplier moments keep going like they used to, but maybe they’re scared it’ll blow up and the shippers will take it too far?

It seems likely because,

it has happened.

They do sonething cute, it blows up, and now its madness and nobody can calm down.

Because if you’ve ever noticed, if you look at a Septiplier moment, its clear they’re extremely happy in each and every one.

But now they have to be cautious at every move they do on camera or else things will go nuts.

I don’t think they’re trying to sink the ship, I think they’re trying to make it back to the way it is.

But before you say “Then why don’t they just say they want the ship to calm down so they can be silly again?”

Well of course, THATS going to blow up. It doesn’t matter whether they giggle at each other or they actually do something cute, it’ll blow up either way. Its like some crazy curse. Literally, anything that includes Mark and Jack, there’s always someone going “OMG SEPTIPLIER AWAY, THEY LOVE EACH OTHER!!!” Like, come on dude, these are real people who don’t love each other romantically. Let them be them. Everything doesn’t have to be Septiplier. Why can’t it be just two friends being friends?

And just so people know, thinking Mark and Jack are actually gay, even though having girlfriends, IS NOT AN OPINION. NOT IN THIS SITUATION. ITS JUST WRONG.

There’s a difference between a fact and an opinion. And Mark and Jack being straight is a fact. They have girlfriends, who are each wonderful people, but they ALWAYS, constantly state they’re straight, they are NOT attracted to men. They are straight and have amazing ladies as their girlfriend and if you can’t respect that, then I don’t think you should be here. Think about it. (Thank you to anyone who said about Mark and Jack stating they’re straight constantly)

And if it gets to the point where Mark or Jack have to make a video on this topic, thats it. We can’t fix it then. Because if its so effective on their lives that they have to tell millions about it, is not only dissapointing, but clearly fuckin shows our fandom can’t control ships.

Because Mark and Jack are not the ones changing.

The Septiplier ship is changing, and not in a good way. We fucked up. They didn’t.


And how do we fix it?

Well, Septiplier is huge, A LOT of people ship it. Its literally the second most searched option when you type ‘Sep’ in the YouTube search bar.

And it won’t be something we can do overnight. Its going to be a slow process.

There’s a lot of us and we have to all agree.

We can’t just lay around, waiting until everything gets better. WE need to be that something that brings the ship back to the light.

The Septiplier ship ran into a harsh, big storm and we have to work together to get it out onto the right path.

I want this ship to how it started, where everybody shipped it for fun, and we didn’t attack other ships. Not saying all of us attack other ships, its just some Septiplier shippers actually do attack, I’ve seen it.

Because the more smut and hardcore shippers that join this ship, the more Mark and Jack have to be cautious.


AND THEY’RE ALREADY PRETTY FAR APART AND CAUTIOUS.

They’re not sinking the ship.

They’re warning us to fuckin fix ourselves and the flaws of this ship, before its too late.

And honestly, Septiplier isn’t just a ship anymore, its a community that needs some fixing. Its also a place where Mark and Jack fans join together. Because Mark and Jack have a beautiful bond thats brought their communities together. And lets not break that bond.

Because Whats better?

Don’t do anything and Mark and Jack grow farther apart on camera.

Or fix our ship, bring it back to the light, and have Mark and Jack be able to have things normal again.

Now, how?

Well, all hardcore [smut, sex related] shippers and people who believe they’re gay have to stop. (Or keep the smut as far away as possible)

Its not right or polite and Mark and Jack wouldn’t appreciate or even consider you a fan at all if you continue.

Ship Septiplier as a bromance, or in a fluffy cute way, nothing too extreme like sex, or kinky shit.

I know this isn’t how Mark and Jack really act with each other, they most likely do a bunch of shit together off camera where we don’t ruin their fun.

We can fix this ship.

We just have to try.

I want Septiplier to become peaceful and happy again.

Because Jack used to be a fan of Mark. He started his channel because of Mark.

And even though they’re on different parts of the world, Mark managed to find a worthy person on YouTube who derserves so much more. And that was Jack.

They’ve been through a lot, from meeting in person for the first time, becoming great friends, to having a happy little ship.

Lets bring it back to those times. Mark and Jack don’t need to change. We need to.

Lets bring the happiness back in Septiplier.

And ships like Jelix or Pewdieplier, don’t become like this ship, don’t go too far. Don’t make YouTubers become seperate by their own fans.

Mark and Jack have done so much for us, now lets do something for them.


I know we can do this.

Lets fix Septiplier.

Update: For Cringemas I wasn’t able to watch the first part but I saw that Mark and Jack agreed Septiplier as a ship was pretty bad this year in that part. And that right there is why we need to fix this ship. They know this ship is getting worse. If 2016 was Septiplier’s bad year, lets makes 2017 Septiplier’s rebirth into the light. Thanks to everybody who wants this ship better, I appreciate it so much! Now I know we can really do this. In 2017, we’ll fix Septiplier. Together.
The Mysterious Girl (Loki Laufeyson x Reader)

Request: Hi can a request a fluffy Loki x reader fic where the reader is in a situation where she cannot talk often (maybe her voice causes glass to crack and shatter and people to fall unconscious) instead she uses actions to convey her feelings. when Loki arrives with his brother for redemption he tries to get her to talk by annoying her to no avail. They’re alone one time and the reader snaps telling him to stop; he falls unconscious and she cares for him until he comes to. Please and thank you!!

Requested By: Anonymous

Word Count: 1, 988

Warnings: None (I think)

A/N: First Loki imagine, wooo! I hope you all enjoy, especially all you Loki fans out there. It was a refreshing change to write about him, so I’m glad I got the chance! If you would like to be added to my Tag List for all future updates, just let me know! FYI, (Y/E/C) means ‘your eye color.’ Enjoy!

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Originally posted by avengers-of-mirkwood

Loki was not happy. Not happy at all. Why wasn’t he happy? Because he was on Midguard. And what was wrong with being on Midguard? Thor, his brother was there. And he was stuck with him.

“Brother, do not worry. I’m sure that my comrades will not hate you. That much,” Thor comforted, slapping his brother on the back.

Stumbling forward, Loki looked back at his brother and scowled. “Oh, yes. I’m sure those mortals just love me after all that I did.”

Sighing, Thor looked at his brother. “You knew not what you were doing. Besides, you are repentant.”

“Am I?” Loki sassed back, earning a disapproving look from the ‘better’ sibling.

“Well, you will be. At least once they are through with you.”

Rolling his eyes, Loki trudged along beside his brother, looking up at the building. Sure, it was impressive for Midguard standards, but not for Asgard. If that was even his home anymore.

“Welcome, to the Avengers,” Thor announced, pushing open the glass doors with ease.

This will be just great, Loki thought to himself as he followed his oaf of a brother inside.


Well, could be going a lot worse, Loki thought as his brother’s teammates glared down at him.

“Why do we have to keep him here again?” Clint asked through gritted teeth, glaring at Loki. Hand tight on his bow, he never removed his eyes from the god.

“Look, I’m not excited about reindeer games being here either,” Tony grumbled.

“But there is no other option, apparently,” Nat finished the sentence, remembering all too well what she had to do to her best friend to get him out of his head.

“He is my brother,” Thor started, looking them all down. “You will be courteous to him, even if he is deserving of your hatred and spite.”

“He destroyed New York with an alien army,” Steve said, glaring at Loki.

“And tried to take over the world,” Bruce added.

“He’s adopted,” Thor said sheepishly, to which Loki rolled his eyes. Bored, Loki began to look over his foes- allies. Most of them Loki remembered. Some, were new. Like the man with the metal arm, the red man, the girl with glowing-red eyes, and many more. As Loki skimmed over his subjects- friends, his eyes landed on one girl in particular. She was odd, but not in the bad sense. She was odd in the sense that she was quiet, odd in the sense that she distanced herself from others. Curious, Loki continued to look at her, until she noticed and began blushing prominently. Her eyes darted towards Clint, and he saw immediately.

“You stay away from her,” Clint almost growled, moving in front of the odd girl. Loki did not care though. He was intrigued by this girl and wanted to know more. Wanted to know what she liked and disliked, why she was here. One way or another, Loki was going to know that girl.


Two months have passed since Loki arrived at the Avengers compound, and things were a little better. The others were talking to him now, and Loki wasn’t sure if he liked it or not. The company was nice from time to time, when they weren’t glaring at him. Loki always brushed them off though. Some people just don’t understand that he had changed.

Mainly, for her.

Loki had tried everything to talk to the girl. Anytime that he nearly got close to even saying hello, the mother hen swooped in between them.

“No way,” Clint growled one day, standing in front of the girl once more.

“I just want to talk to her, I’m not bad anymore,” Loki had pleaded.

Laughing, Clint shook his head. “Yeah. I’ll believe it when I see it. And good luck talking to her anyway, she-”

But before the mother hen could even finish his sentence, the girl had tapped on his shoulder. The girl had obviously communicated to the arrow man, Loki just did not understand how. She didn’t move her lips, but rather her hands. When Loki first saw this, he thought she was doing magic.

“Are you a sorceress?” Loki had asked in amazement, to which Clint glared him down, offended.

“Out.” He demanded, and Loki quickly made his way out, not wanting to find out what would happen to him if mother hen got any angrier.

So Loki’s quest to talk to the mysterious girl continued, always trying to get close to her. Over the two months that he had been there, he had learned three things about the beautiful and mysterious girl:

1) She did not like mornings. Her face scrunched up in the cutest of ways whenever she was woken up before 9 a.m.

2) Her favorite color was green, or so Loki assumed. She always wore some article of green, whether it be the oversized green sweatshirt she stole from the man with the metal arm or her green shoes, which she wore everywhere. 

3) She loved movies, more than life itself apparently. Whenever Loki was looking for her to talk to her (before mother hen showed up), she was sitting in the room with the screen, a different movie on it each time he saw her. Some days it would be little cartoons dancing and singing across the screen, others it would be miniature people falling in love. Without fail though, Loki noticed that every Friday night she watched the same movie, over and over. One with a half fish-half human hybrid and her colorful fish friends.

With each new little tidbit of information about the girl, Loki grew more and more interested. Loki not only thought about her all day, but even dreamed about being able to talk to the beautiful girl, face to face. Just when Loki was about to give up on all hope of ever speaking to the girl, a bit of luck was finally in Loki’s favor.

The heroic team was heading off on a mission, one where they needed almost every member, except for the mysterious girl. Loki, jumping at the opportunity to speak with her, helped pack everyone’s bags that night. To the team, he seemed just a bit too happy.

“Are you sure we can leave him here, Thor?” Steve had asked, glancing at Loki.

“Believe it or not, he is acting a lot better,” Thor commented as he put everyone’s luggage onto the quinjet.

“Yes, but he will be here all alone,” Tony added. The girl, apparently did not like that for she stomped her foot in defiance.

Thor had saw her little foot stomp and smiled. “He will not be alone, (Y/N) will be here.”

Aha! Her name! Loki thought, adding another piece to the puzzle.

Laughing, Clint put his supplies in the quinjet. “Yeah, if anyone can handle him, it's  (Y/N).”

This seemed to have made (Y/N) happy, for she nodded her head in triumph.

“I’ll be good,” Loki started, causing everyone to look at him. “Promise.”

“We shall see, brother,” Thor said, clapping his hand on his brother’s shoulder, causing Loki to lose his footing for a moment. “If not, well, you’ll be in for a shock. (Y/N), take care of him for me. Don’t let him get into too much mischief.”

(Y/N) smiled and nodded at Thor, waving the team goodbye.

“That’s no fair,” Loki grumbled to himself. “I’m the god of mischief. It’s literally what I do.”


As soon as the quinjet had disappeared over the horizon, (Y/N) had went back into the compound. Not wanting to lose her in the maze of halls and corridors, Loki followed right after her.

“So,” Loki started, falling into step with her. “Just you and me.”

All she did was quirk up an eyebrow at him before continuing on her way.

“Right. Silent treatment. Well, that has never stopped me before,” Loki continued as he followed her into the room with the screen. Lighting up at the opportunity, Loki walked over to the shelves full of discs.

“Shall we watch one?” Loki asked, digging through the movies. “I’ve never actually seen one of these ‘movies.’ What do you recommend?”

He was met with silence. Smile faltering a bit, because literally the girl of his dreams would not talk to him, he turned back to the shelf. Finding something somewhat familiar, Loki held out the case to her. “How about this?”

Looking back, her whole face lit up and she nodded enthusiastically, causing Loki to smile. “Okay,” Loki said, looking at the title before putting the disc into the strange contraption. “The Little Mermaid it is.”

Moving towards the couch, Loki sat down next to her. Trying to control his breathing, he constantly found himself looking at (Y/N) throughout the movie, committing every detail of her to memory. Loki did this so often that he ended up missing the movie.

“Wait, why is the fish-girl having problems with her father?” Loki asked. No answer.

“Why is the crab singing to her? Life is not better down where it’s wetter. You’re wet all the time. Plus there are sharks, nasty little creatures. Worst than bildshnipe, I hear. Or at least Thor tells me.” No answer.

“OH NO, A SHARK!” No answer.

“Don’t go near the evil squid lady. Why would you go near the evil squid lady?” No answer.

All this time, (Y/N) never answered. She did seem to be getting more and more annoyed, though.

“Wait, why does she need to kiss the Prince? To get her voice back? That is highly unlikely, magic does not work like-”

“WILL YOU JUST SHUT UP ALREADY?!” The girl shouted. A ringing noise sounded through the room, and before Loki even knew it, he was out cold.


Blinking away the black spots in his vision, Loki was met with a pounding headache. Staring up at the ceiling, Loki started to feel alarmed until he felt something moving through his hair. Looking around, Loki was soon met with the most beautiful pair of (Y/E/C) eyes he had ever seen. What made them even more beautiful was that they were your eyes.

“What happened?” Loki groaned, trying to sit up. He was soon pushed back down by (Y/N) so that his head lay on her lap. She held up a finger as if to say ‘one moment’ and grabbed the nearest notebook and pen she could find. Sprawling out her message with one hand and combing through his hair with the other, she finally had written out her message:

‘Sorry, I didn’t mean to knock you out. I’m an enhanced and my voice knocks people out, especially when I yell. I didn’t mean to make you pass out.’

Reading the message, Loki began to smile. “It’s alright, Love. You didn’t mean to. I’m just glad that we are finally communicating.”

Blushing at his words, she began to write out another message.

‘I get that, now. I mean, who talks during a movie?’

It was Loki’s turn to blush now as he read your note. “Sorry, I am not familiar with proper movie etiquette. But I’d love to learn.”

Smiling, she wrote down her next message.

'I’d love to teach you, if you gave me a chance. Then you can ask all the questions you want, whether about me or the movie.’

“Sounds absolutely, perfect, Love,” Loki said with a smile. The pounding in his head had finally stopped, and Loki was able to sit up now, but he didn’t want to leave her gentle caresses just yet.

'Can you sit back up yet?’ She wrote out, quirking another eyebrow up at him.

“No,” Loki lied. “Not yet. Still hurts.” She nodded at his answer and continued to card her fingers through his black hair, leaving Loki in a bliss. Well, he was the god of mischief, after all. What else was he going to do, except lie a little to stay with the girl of his dreams?

[2/3] till walkers do us part

█ title: till walkers do us part
█ written by: kafeuka
█ pairing: jeon jungkook/park jimin
█ rating: nc17
█ summary: [The Walking Dead!AU] what was supposed to happen: jungkook propose to jimin on one knee, slipping the white gold ring on the love of his life’s finger and jimin would say yes and they would be married and live happily ever after.
what really happened: jimin struggling to remain composed when he heard the voice of his angel through the cb radio.

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Save Your Tears For Someone Who Matters (Jughead x Reader)

So I wrote this up while at work, I’m just getting back into the writing game after a long time with writers block, and I figured some Jughead one shots were a good place to start. 

Summary: You had been in a relationship with football player Marshall for a while now before he dumped you in the middle of a date in the summer. On his way to Pop’s, your best friend stumbles across you nearly in tears.

Originally posted by dailycwriverdale

The summer heat was starting to catch up to Jughead. The days were growing hotter and it was time for his annual regret of being overtly emotionally attached to his hat. His head felt like it was going to melt it he didn’t make it to Pop’s soon.

This was a particularly lonely summer so far for Jughead. Archie had bailed on their July 4th road trip, had become increasingly distant, and the two hadn’t spoken for days now. Normally he’d turn to his second option, which was you, but he knew that was futile. Marshall, the tall, burly football player had taken an interest in you last year and his jealous, and possessive behavior towards you had alienated you from your friends. Especially Jughead.

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anonymous asked:

Can you do Autistic! Will solace headcanons?

basing all of these off of my experience because Reasons… remember that you can differ from these symptoms and still be on the spectrum! :o autism is entirely that, a spectrum, and thus it effects (affects?) people differently… autistic people are different from each other sometimes and thats a great and wonderful thing! ♡

- will is a super picky eater! it makes him feel guilty but if something is a bad texture he’ll USUALLY try to swallow it whole (dont ever do that please, its bad for you) to be polite but other times he’ll spit it out and he feels terrible for doing it. he prefers mash potatoes with chunks rather than without, flat soda over fizz, and hard crunchy things like peanut brittle. just… good textures for the mouth and teeth

- will having hyper-empathy as opposed to the opposite since both are common in autism AND adhd. he struggles to understand things sometimes but as hard as it is to have hyper-empathy, he admits that it helps him lots ESPECIALLY in the infirmary

- music is a good stim, pacing too. he likes to walk around and play with his hair and the beads on his camp necklace and once chiron actually caught him playing with his tail because hair is such a good texture it just feels so nice!!! (after that he’ll lean down and let will touch the hair on his head or even his beardy beard because will no thats weird thats my horse butt)

- he has a hard time understanding things sometimes, especially if its something very simple? he asks people to rephrase things a lot and it makes him feel kind of guilty but as he grows older he realizes its hardly a burden for people (and usually people like being engaged in conversation, which is something that took him a looong time to learn)

- communication?? is so tiring. he’s gotten pretty good at it from working in the infirmary but then people try to smalltalk and hes just like ??? what do you mean “hows your abuela” i dont know go ask her?? im not my abuela, you goofball, how would i know

- he’s one of the few autistic people in camp that dont use ‘spoons’ because he doesnt really understand the metaphor, so he uses battery instead! it makes him feel like a cool robot too like… will: “beep beep boop im too drained to talk to you fuck off pls” cecil: “will holy shit” and he even has a special pin that his friend makes him that looks like the corner phone battery thing on red/low so people dont try to engage him too much AND!! a super special writing board that says what he writes for when hes nonverbal, which happens very rarely. it was made by his buddy jake from cabin 9… what a good guy

- he’s afraid of talking about his special interests (medicine - specificslly surgery - and star trek) but if you slowly goad him with questions about it before you know its hes infodumping and clenching and unclenching his hands happily and even flapping if he gets super excited! it takes him a while to be able to do it around nico without being self concious but nico thinks its the cutest, most endearing thing in the entire world

- nico getting him a skull-shaped chew stim as a joke that he thinks wills gonna like ironically but nah he loves the fuck out of that thing and gnaws on it all the time and thinks of nico and how much he loves him when he starts to feel shy or ashamed and doesnt feel so bad anymore

just…. autistic will yall, like, hell yes!!!! im getting a tablet for my birthday, i think, so! i can maybe draw him with the rainbow infinity sign (since i hate the puzzle piece) - mod will

Behind The Scenes 3 (8/???)

Author’s note: In terms of my writing, I’m am almost done with BTS 3. Once i get all the editing out of the way, I will be posting my scenes more regularly! But for now, i will continue to post rather randomly. Sorry for any errors. Sorry for any cultural/environmental inaccuracies.

Genre: Angst/ Drama (Jhope/ V)

Word count: 1785

City: Tokyo, Japan (Both days)

Summary: Y/n makes a promise to herself while V learns finally find out a bit of what’s going on inside Rap monster’s head.

Other parts: HERE

This is my GIF. I made it based off of this scenario series.


TOKYO

Your first day in Tokyo was not so great. The entire day felt as if you were made of tears and all you could do was cry at any chance that you were out of the boys’ sights. It wasn’t because you were tired from the schedule or the time change, but over the fact the monster “got rid” of Meihui. You had just gotten to know her and now she was gone. It hurt you to see how Jhope was different around her. He spent every second with her and was so cute with her, but almost every word out of his mouth was a lie. All he ever said were empty promises. “The rest of the tour is going to be long, but it’s going to be fun!” “You can spend two weeks with us in Seoul and I’ll make sure to video chat you any chance I get when you come back to Taipei.” “Don’t worry I’ll come back to Taipei and visit you.”

Meihui was just so innocent. She would blush whenever Jhope so much as looked at her. Whenever he showered her with compliments she would get so embarrassed that she would dig her face in his chest, only making him compliment her more.

You were stuck in an endless thought cycle the entire time you were alone in backstage. “Are his drugs really that important? If he so easily lied to Meihui, what makes things different with me? What if he has always been telling me things that I want to hear? Maybe I’m not his friend… Maybe I’m someone he is just helping Namjoon deal with. This could all be one big scheme!”

TOKYO DAY 2

Like the night before, you spent your time alone backstage crying over Jhope and Meihui.Once the show was close to an end you took the time to calm down and used the guys’ makeup to redo your face. When the guys came in, you kept a straight face the whole time and barely spoke.

As you were all about to leave, Rap monster announced that he and V were off to a deal. They were going to leave with Minho in one van and the rest of you would leave with Hiro back to the hotel. You saw Rap monster and V take the little green pills Jhope showed you back in Beijing and then they were off.

Without Rap monster around, you all had the opportunity to sit how you wished and this time you sat in in the back, taking the window seat before Jungkook could. Both Jimin and Jungkook sensed something off with you, but were too tired to bring it up, so all they did was sit next to you.

Suga looked back at you as he climbed onto the van. He was a bit confused that you didn’t sit next to him.

As usual, Jhope was the only member pumped up and was the only one that actually said anything. “Y/n! What are you doing back there?!? Come here with us! We never see you!” He whined.

While you were alone backstage, you had made up your mind to protect yourself. In doing so, you promised to not let yourself get any closer to Jhope. When he called out to you, you didn’t say anything, you just ignored him.

“Awww is y/n tired?” He asked with aegyo. “C’mon y/n smile! Don’t be so mopey!”

You only stared back at him, still no words coming out of you. Your silence got the attention of the two maknaes sitting next to you and they exchanged looks, practically communicating telepathically.

Jhope still wasn’t getting the hint. He reached over to try and playfully poked you try and cheer you up.

You slapped his hands away immediately. He barely even touched you, but you glared at him to back off.

Suga turned around, curious about your unusual behavior. “What’s wrong?”

You glared at him too. You remembered that he was doing the exact same thing to Aiko as Jhope did to Meihui and it just hurt you even more. “Nothing.” You growled.

“Tell me what’s wrong y/n!” Jhope begged. “Maybe I can help you feel better!” The innocent optimism in his voice made you feel a bit guilty for giving him the silent treatment, but not enough to actually talk to him.

“Just leave her alone.” Suga advised. “She’s tired like the rest of us.”

Jhope pouted even more, but turned around and sat down.

Jimin nudged you. “What’s wrong?” he whispered.

‘I’ll tell you later.” You mumbled.

-

Back at the hotel, Jimin questioned you again.

“Eh, just forget about it. It’s nothing.” You told him.

“It seems like alot more than just nothing.”

“Like I said, it’s nothing… I’m sleepy now so goodnight.” You said ending the conversation.

Jungkook was already laying in your bed. You could feel him staring at you as you made your way under the sheet that separated the two of you.

“Are you sure it’s nothing?” He whispered.

“Yup! Goodnight!”

MEANWHILE: V POV

It was now 2am and V, Rap monster and the rest of Rap monster’s sad excuse of henchmen were done with the drug deal.

V didn’t exactly know how to categorize how this deal went. It didn’t go well, but it didn’t go horribly. The deal didn’t last as long as expected and no guns or knives were pulled out, not even a single fist thrown. He and Rap monster’s other back up guys just stood around as Rap monster and an old Japanese dude in a fancy suit talked for a few hours. That’s what he like about the meeting with the old-school yakuza, all the deals seemed to have a business-like vibe to them. However, like every past old-school yakuza meeting, Rap monster didn’t get his way. Rap monster just wasn’t able to convince the head honcho to take any drugs. Like the previous year, the guy’s mentality was to keep drugs out of Japan. He was willing to join forces and distribute shit to other countries, but Rap monster turned him down. If Rap monster went that route, there was no profit for him. Now that the deal was over, he could see the death stare Rap monster was giving the old guy. If Rap monster had a better gang in Japan, maybe he would have actually started a fight, but he knew better that to do something so stupid.

Rap monster was definitely not happy about the deal though. He punched the van’s side mirror clean off. “Those old fucks need to update their way of thinking! They are sitting on a gold mine of possibilities!” Rap Monster grabbed his hand now feeling some pain. “Ah fuck!” he grunted.

“I’ll wrap it up back at the hotel.” Minho said from the passenger’s seat. “…hasn’t completely healed from the gun shot and he goes doing this…” He grumbled under his breath.

Rap monster continued to mumble to himself as he took a seat in the van. “The deal in Fukuoka better go well. This other guy is new generation yakuza, only a few years older than us too. Maybe he’ll see things the way I do.”

“Why don’t you bring Hiro to the next one?” V suggested. “Didn’t you say his uncle was a member and that his uncle was trying to get him in the gang?”

“His uncle was a member, but when they found out Hiro was only half they tried to kill him remember! They offed his whole family, stupid!”

“Well sorry!”

“Those old shit heads don’t know how to use what they got anymore. If I was that old fuck, I would have used Hiro to infiltrate any fucking Korean gang! But no, stupid shit head killed everyone. Stupid bitches couldn’t even kill the right motherfucker! They wasted their time killing everyone else except him!”

V was exhausted and Rap monster’s incessant whining was annoying him already. “Well then why did you even make him the manager? He didn’t even let you do shit in the beginning either!”

Rap monster turned around and glared at him. “I needed the heads up on what was out there and we got a ton of valuable shit out of him.” he growled shutting V up.

The three of them were quiet most of the way back. V was about to doze off when he heard Rap monster calling out to him. “Tae?”

“Yeah?” He rubbed his eyes to try and keep them open a bit longer.

“You’ve been keeping an eye on Jungkook and y/n right?”

“Yeah.” He huffed putting his hands to his temples. He was just so tired and didn’t want to talk anymore.

“How are they together?”

“Um, they are good I guess. *yawn* They come off as more legit now.”

“What about when they aren’t in public?”

“My gosh! He isn’t gonna stop with the questions!” He thought. “Um, they seem to have gotten closer, more friendly I guess.” He said. Finally he could feel himself waking up again.

“Ok.”

“All those questions for an “ok”!” V thought. He snapped and couldn’t stop himself from opening his mouth. “You know what? I don’t get the fucking point of them making them date! For Jungkook, being in a relationship isn’t some fucking punishment! Sure, he can’t go fucking around, but he’s gonna do it again eventually! And all that cute shit isn’t even making y/n uncomfortable anymore. What’s probably gonna happen is they are just going to fuck again, possibly even start liking each other!”

“I know.”

“You know?!? So, what’s the whole fucking point then?!?” He couldn’t stop himself from raising his voice.

“Love.”

There he went again with the stupid one word answers. V hated when Rap monster did that. Rap monster always did it as a way of belittling him to make himself feel even more superior. But as always, that tactic worked and V just couldn’t help but try to figure out what was going on in his head. “Love?!? No one here believe in stupid love! Especially not you or Jungkook!”

“Jungkook used to… until I took it away.” Rap monster said calmly.

“Exactly my fucking point! What the fuck does love have to do with anything?!? Are you trying to make up for the shit you did? Cuz like I said that-is-not-a-pun-ish-ment!” He emphasized. “I’ve been thinking about this whole scheme and I can’t get your angle on this. You know what? Maybe you didn’t think this through Namjoon.”

Rap monster let out a long sigh, as if frustrated by V’s “stupidity”. “I’m not making up for anything. I’m going to take his love away again.”

Hello everyone! Before I start I wanted to thank you for your time to read this all, I know it’s a lot to take in. Weather you are kin yourself, have no idea what it is, or even if you dislike it, the fact that you are willing to make an attempt to understand is a gift indeed!

Kin has had a bad name, and it’s poorly explained I’ve seen too many times. It also isn’t the most liked group of individuals. In fact, a lot of blogs refuse to even interact with them. I used to hate kin with a passion, until I sat down and tried to understand it and learned for myself it wasn’t at all something negative! So sit back and prepare for a class on Kin!

The whole idea of Kin is tied to the belief of the multi-universe theory and reincarnation. The term ‘kin’ comes from the Celtic world meaning 'remember’ because kin are people who remember their past lives!
The multiverse theory is the idea that our universe is not the only one, but one that is parallel to an infinite number of universes. These universes can be vastly different, but also could be our with the slightest difference down to just how a tree grew 2 inches more left, crazy to think about how many there are right? This being said, this means there can be universes that mermaids exist, or that hogwarts was a real place! This sounds extremely far fetched I know since this can include universes based on all FAKE AND FICTION. Consider this if you may then; all of these universes seep into another in several ways, and we don’t always understand them. The fourth wall, the page in the book, even an idea of a story or character are like a tunnel we see with our universe on one end and the other universe on the other end.

“Well that’s not true, this _____ was created by this person!” Yes that is true, all credit should go to the creators of these works. But these ideas have to come from somewhere right? The creators of these things can be the tunnels, being the one which we are able to perceive this universe in our universe, like watching a television or reading a book. Every universe that will ever exist have already existed, such as the example of being APH America kin, before Himaruya was even writing about Hetalia, the universe already existed, he was just able to see it before others! And through that universe it was seen in our universe through his mind, and from his mind to his hand and then his pencil. See what I mean? Cracks in our universe to let us see other universes aren’t always going to be cracks.

We also incorporate the idea of reincarnation, that we are reborn. We had a past life, perhaps as a squirrel or as an angel. If energy can not be created 9th destroyed, then it must travel. Travel from one life to the next, and sometimes from one universe to another. We call it past life to make it easier to explain, but universes aren’t tied to one timeline, you could have lived that past life long ago, or perhaps haven’t yet, time is a messy thing, but space is even more so!☆
So…we understand the background a little, what exactly does being kin mean? How do you know your kin? These are frequently asked questions with answers I have! It is not a choice who you are kin with, just like choosing who you are isn’t a choice or your sexuality isn’t a choice. “I really like this character so I’m gonna be that character lol” is NOT real kin. Naturally you’ll like yourself obviously have an attraction to that character but you do not chose. How you discover you are kin is by receiving memories of your past life being that person, animal, etc. You also get feelings or emotions that feel out of place and not yours, initiated by something that reminded you subconsciously of your past experiences.

The troubles of being kin is being smart and taking in the consideration of “is this a real memory or is it just my imagination”. kin people who seem to have endless 'memories’ might just be someone who has lots of head canons, which is why it’s always important not to let you'r emotions control your mind and analyze yourself and the possible memory! If you didn’t question being kin and not crazy then you really need to analyze yourself, since you need to keep your logic.

Kin is not a coping mechanism. Kin is not a coping mechanism. KIN IS NOT A COPING MECHANISM. people who claim that it is are not understanding kin correctly. Saying it’s a coping mechanism is claiming that none of it is real to you at all, and you damage the community name. While yes kin can help you as a person grow, but that is just a side effect, not it’s purpose. Kin doesn’t have any set purpose, but for each person to just remember the past.

Whats worse then calling kin a coping mechanism?
KIN
ISN’T
A
GENDER.
The worst thing ever to say kin is, is a gender. You can not sexually identify as a person, or “I sexuality identify as a wolf” wolf is NOT a gender. AMERICA is not a gender. Kin is a PAST LIFE. Those who claim it to be a gender are the worst of our kind. “I sexually identify as an apatchi attack helicopter” is why we are hated is because people make us hated for this reason.

As I said before, kin memories are used to help someonr as a person grow, which brings me to my closing explanation, what do kin do? The challenge that kin face is getting over the fact that they aren’t who they once was. It’s a struggle for many to accept they aren’t that anymore. What does this boil down to? ~Believing in yourself~ that the you, here and now, are better then you were before. You remember your past life but you also have to learn from it. You made mistakes and you learned things in that life that can be continued in this one, such as values and things you devolved in the past life that now are yours with a whole new life to start! Isn’t that amazing? A new life just for you to start, so don’t ever waste it obsessing over your last one okay?

Another big problem is people forcing their kin identity onto others. It’s like getting into a strangers face and yelling “I’M TRANSGENDER” because the stranger doesn’t need to know, the stranger doesn’t care. Strangers on Tumblr too, you can post about it, but actively trying to force others to accept you isn’t going to work, and only damage your chances. Plus, your memories are really personal, fun to share but they are still special and sacred, keep them special.

In summary, kin is misunderstood and disliked for good reason, but represent the community in a way you want us to be viewed. Let people ask you about your kin, not go to them and tell. Learn to leave the past in the past, and above all else, enjoy this life as your only and last.♡

(Please reblog so others can learn and be aware? Even if you’re not kin it would be so appreciated!)

Just How Important Ichigo and Rukia are to Each Other

Wanna know what guts me what’s funny?

Rukia to Ichigo, in his memory bank (in the recollection of his second most awful experience), is stained with pouring rain. She’s drenched and the blood he had coating him on the streets wasn’t thick enough to keep the rain away, he’s drowning.

I mean, let’s state the obvious. It was raining when Rukia went to kill herself for his sake…how much more blatantly or seriously can somebody get that point across?

Rukia gave herself up. She sacrificed and offed her own life.

And never ignore that in the entirety of Rukia’s miserable life, she only managed to find a few years of decency in trying to survive and help survive with close friends she had to watch degenerate up until their deaths and a “best friend” that abandoned and never understood anything about her.

From rags to decency to depression and then to happiness with Ichigo. That’s how Rukia’s life has gone. And that happiness is what she gave up easily. Because Oh my God, it’s Ichigo.

She was so grateful to die so she could protect him. Hell for Rukia isn’t her own death or torment… it’s the loss of Ichigo’s life, happiness, and well-being.

Then, genius-among-the-plebeians, big-boss man Urahara Kisuke of the little known Shinigami gas station, Urahara Shōten asks (while knowing everything about the situation and what Ichigo was going through because… hell didn’t Yoruichi do some kind of the same for him?) the spiritually bankrupt Ichigo “what’s wrong? Your tone is unexpected. You make it seem as though I’ve done something wrong by saving you.“

Which, honey-bunches, we know for fact is something Ichigo considers wrong. Mortal-sin, you’ll go to hell for your havens type of wrong.

“Prove it to me and make sure your shipping googles aren’t cutting off the blood trying to circulate to your brain”, critics will say.

And to which I reply, hark!

Ichigo, who arguably gives the most respect (a concept he is fundamentally deficient in) to Urahara and Yoruichi, screamed, slammed, and looked prepared to hurt Yoruichi-san. And only because “don’t ever save me when Rukia is there, when she’s with me! You get her first! And fuck, only if you can keep her safe do you worry about me! Rukia, not me! Never me!”

Something along those lines, just with an expression so painful it curls your toes and makes you chew your nails off.

Ichigo’s attention and concern has belonged to Rukia since the evening she broke into his room and berry-boy thought she was a “samurai-costumed,overly-confident burglar.” The night she gave him a changed world.

Ponder that and then continue. Ichigo’s heart is soaked and his rain is non-relenting.

Uryu tells Urahara to let Ichigo know “the only one that can save Rukia…is you.” Get it together quickly.

Ichigo feels so frustrated, the breed of annoying that acts like a virus and infects your brain, rots and feeds on every sense that balances you. Makes you feel creepy and uncomfortable in your own, now ugly to you body, a sanctuary you can’t get away from.

Frustration, sadness, rage all mix together and simmer into hopelessness.

Rukia is being rained upon. “I can’t get to her, Urahara. How can I follow her there. Anywhere else is easy, sure, but how can I get there? How can I save her? How can I protect her? How can I get her back? I want her back!”

Ichigo is hopeless, he is sad, he’s fucking miserable and perpetually uncomfortable in what’s going on because this isn’t fucking something you ever get the pleasure of moving on from.

You don’t get to be happy when your soul-mate dies and decomposes because they love and care about you to a caliber that they said “Fuck you, bye!” to their own life.

You don’t get to find happiness because the feeling of that mates heart, the connection you never are allowed to continue, the altruistic care, the “you mean so much to me I’m going to give up my existence and be fucking ecstatic about it because oh my God, you! I don’t need to explain, I don’t fucking understand and maybe I don’t want to, but God you,you,you-you need to stay alive, you are forbidden from losing your future shot at happiness. You will stay and you will try and you will move because shit! I’m going to kill myself to give that to you”… all that never goes away, even on a deathbed.

I mean what the hell! The boy can’t even grieve because “dammit she’s alive! she’s breathing! She’s suffering! She’s sad! She has time, but for what? I can’t do anything!”

Ichigo’s rain, as we can come to a unanimous community consensus on, is what represents everything that anchors and locks Ichigo down, hurts him, hinders him and his development, makes moving forward too hard sometimes.

Rain is symbolic of his depression.

And it’s raining on Rukia.

Yes because weather (dur-hur), yes because this is upper-echelon in Ichigo’s most gut-wrenching, ‘at that point I didn’t think I could move anymore’ moments, and yes because this was Kubo was leading us into a deeper understanding of this through worlds and lifetimes bond.

Please listen to this, this, and this, think of Ichigo and Rukia and then cry. Please.

Ichigo has tried to convince himself that the knowledge of Uryu being okay is all he has to worry about, but when he can no longer pretend that Uryu is the reason he’s scared enough to scream…he screams about Rukia.

Trying to ignore Rukia, while noble in that he almost pretended he could respect her wishes and naive in the thought that maybe asking about Uryu was enough to get sandal-hat off his back…just doesn’t work, to any kind of degree.

Trying to push the memory of Rukia being taken away from him makes it so impossible to avoid the sadness and his real issue with the ugly night before. Kubo seriously lacks finesse and subtlety with these two. The size of her image only gets bigger and bigger the less Ichigo is able to repress it…interesting no?

Ichigo deflates slightly when Urahara intervenes and decides to let him know that, “Hey kid. Hate to break it to you a little late, but there is a way to force a breaking-and-entering into that place.”

Now Ichigo’s found his way to Rukia. But what’s his concern?

Urahara’s “Ten Days of Training” one condition.

*cue Ichigo’s always creative combinations of colorful profanity, flying up out of his recovery bed, “Shit! Do you think I have time to train? Rukia will be executed! I need to go now!*

Now Urahara isn’t the most, how could one say–emotionally sensitive, running with heart and emotions kind of dude. But, and this is just a quick thing I like to think of often, Urahara was pretty okay with Ichigo’s display of emotion.

Face-value and ‘understanding’ of Urahara “most people have to try hella hard to achieve this level of shady” Kisuke leads us to believe he wanted Rukia to be safe for the lone fact the Hogyoku was shoved into her (by him, without consent).

Yet still, it’s pretty weird to think of how many times he reassured Ichigo that “yes, your Kuchiki-san will be okay. You’ll have plenty of time to save her, 13 days in fact. Just focus on that will and if your will is true, it’s stronger than steel, so train with a whole-heart (literally a thing sandal-hat says). Keep Kuchiki-san in mind and heart and you’ll get stronger and maybe you’ll even get strong enough.”

Don’t forget, Yoruichi saved Kisuke. Got him out of a world that wanted him executed (or turned human and exiled,but for him…which is better?) and took him to a new world so he (they) could continue living, even for just a bit longer. Sounds pretty familiar.

In my heart, I like to think Urahara saw a bit of Yoruichi in Rukia and a bit of himself in Ichigo. Maybe he can’t just sit and watch Rukia going down the same way he could’ve if it hadn’t been for Yoruichi. Two pairs of soulmates with a weird kind of unfortunate connection.

This wouldn’t be the primary reason for a guy like Urahara I think, but maybe it was where his reassurances came from.

In this circumstance, Ichigo and Rukia were both trying to save each other as the other was attempting the same. Maybe they’re both a little Yoruichi.

Yoruichi took Urahara out of Soul Society and gave everything up. Rukia gave up everything by going into Soul Society and keeping Ichigo out.

But with this news, Ichigo begins stressing about time management after Urahara gives him hope (that Ichigo accepts and tries to act upon immediately). Hence the cursing and lack of reasoning.

And ever so patient Urahara comes in with, “Yes dumb ass there is a way to enter the world your Kuchiki-san gave up her life to keep you out of and away from. I can get you in the same way Yoruichi got me out. One condition though, you train with me. Don’t use your need for her life as an excuse to kill yourself.”

Ichigo is a little shy of the maturity and delicacy he shows his father during later-on direct combat with Aizen at this point.

So he just waits for Urahara with diluted anger and a renewed sadness because Urahara talking about Shinigami power rankings and the fact that Ichigo doesn’t measure up stresses Ichigo out.

Rukia is really in trouble, huh?

“Calm down, you exasperating brat. I’ll fulfill your wishes.” But we’ll also have ignore Kuchiki-san’s mentality for this, aka “damn you, Ichigo you’ll die! Let me do that for you! You will not die. You cannot die. What’s the worth of my world or yours if you’re not in them?”

Even if Rukia doesn’t want it, Ichigo’s hope builds. He found his way. He found the path he could use to follow her. Ichigo found his way back to Rukia.

The last step is, “Can I become strong enough?”

Hell yeah, berry-brat, if you can fight for her with your entire heart.

And what happens because of it?

With the hope of Rukia.

The rain stops.

And Ichigo can move again.

Kind of gives new meaning to the whole:

“I wonder if I can keep up with it? The speed of the world with no you.” and “The rain drags Black Sun down, but the rain is dried by White Moon.”

It’s a lot harder to pretend Rukia doesn’t matter.

lizardcool17  asked:

Prompt where Emil is an explorer that discovers a new land with a tribe of purple eyed people and instantly fall in love with the tribes chef Michele.

  • Emil is a silly 19yo from the Czech Republic who, aside from being an amazing figure skater, loves fishing.
  • When I say fishing, I mean shirtless Emil in Amazonia trying to catch a giant legendary no-one-even-knows-its-name fish with his bare hands.
  • He likes to take things to the extreme haha
  • He usually spends the whole summer cut away from the civilization, being on a hunt for some legendary fishie he wants to catch and take a picture with
  • It’s his third week in the isolation, it’s night, he’s sleeping curled up in his hammock when he’s woken up by steps and silent talking
  • At first, he thinks it’s a dream
  • Then he thinks it’s just a hallucination, that he’s hearing things because he misses people
  • But he knows very well no people are supposed to be at that part of the wildness
  • He’s damn well sure the voices are real when he suddenly feels something sharp on his neck, though. And he knows he’s in trouble.
  • Everything happens super quickly, before he knows it, he’s got a bag over his head and is dragged somewhere. He’s pretty sure he’s gonna die that night, that a bunch of poachers caught him and he was going to get killed
  • He doesn’t understand what the people are saying, the language sounds like nothing he’s ever heard before. He just recognizes three voices and, even though it weirds him out in such a situation, one of the voices sounds quite soothing to him…

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Goodbye

Originally posted by wonhontology

Having a significant other with a grueling work schedule is always difficult. It hurts to see them overwork themselves to the point of exhaustion and it seems that there’s never any time for them to just breathe. It also seems that there’s never any time just enjoy one another’s company, even though you share a living space. But having a significant other with a grueling work schedule that can sometimes include jetting off to a different country makes things that much harder.

In the beginning, things weren’t that difficult in your relationship with Hoseok. Time spent together was limited due to his training and his participation in No.Mercy but he always managed to find some spare second, even if it was just a second, to get in touch with you. He made it his mission to ensure that the two of you saw one another at least once a week, even if it was only through a screen. He loved you with his whole heart and gave you every ounce of love that he could.

And then things began to shift.

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Overcome (’95 Line Hogwarts AU Foursome Smut) (Part 4/?)

Summary: A misguided potions mishap happens to land both you and Seungcheol in a late night detention. When a quirky, absent-minded professor leaves you to your own devices, you both try to stay civil, and stay in your separate corners. But that’s not exactly what happens when you lock two dragons in a cage. Hogwarts AU. Angst/Smut. 

(A/N: weighing in at a whopping 19,817 words - this is officially the longest thing I have ever written to date. wow. just wow. obviously this was supposed to be up a while ago, but honestly I’m not gonna apologize because I believe you guys will find it worth the wait. because I believe this to be not only the longest, but probably the best thing I have ever written. I am so so damn proud of this. and as I said for part 3.5, I made waaay too many alludes to Mean Girls because that movie is just implanted deep deep in my brain and of couse, with Harry Potter being so deep in my soul, those references are a huge part of this. honestly I think this is a great way to celebrate the Harry Potter anniversary, even though this is a few days late. smut is a great way to celebrate anything. be very warned, that unlike with the last chapter, the smut is way stronger here, way worse, so don’t go into this with your little baby goggles on. please. I just really hope you enjoy it and have fun. warnings: excessive swearing (I use fuck like 100 times no kidding), Daddy kink, spanking, choking, technically minor smut/minor sex - because this is a Hogwarts au, slightly dubious consent - but I don’t really know??, smut, smutty smut smut, a lot of angst and yelling, some self depredating stuff - this is very heavy emotionally so pleased be warned of that. anyway please enjoy, I really hope it was worth the wait -Tanisha<3)

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Part 4: Incendio 

The Great Hall was buzzing with the sounds of dinner. Students coming and going, voices humming, each conversation being able to be picked out only if you listening carefully, otherwise just a cluster of indistinct voices that made the room filled with a great hum. People were free to sit wherever they pleased, and the number of inter-house friendships really showed.

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anonymous asked:

Head cannon on how Yukimura, Saizo, Inuchiyo, Mitsunari, Ieyasu, and Kojoru comfort MC after they've bad fight?

rises from the grave hello friends i’m here to answer some requests

I’m assuming you mean after the two of them have fought so here goes–

  • Yukimura: Goes about things as clumsily as physically possible–remember that fight Yukimura and MC have in his own route before they make up at the festival? It’s always something like that. Likely avoids her for a little while until she either approaches him first or he can’t actually take it anymore, so he sort of needs someone who knows to push stubbornness aside and pry a confrontation out of him. Even if he thinks he’s right, Yukimura’s almost always going to apologize first, even if he stumbles over his words when he does it. Usually does so with a gift of some sort, but it’s always something sort of tacky or strange–an ugly hairpin, or maybe a wood sculpture of a bird. He thought they were cute… She’ll laugh and accept it either way–it’s hard to stay mad when he’s just so earnest about it.
  • Saizo: Stubborn and petty as all hell and probably straight up ignores you for a while if it was a bad fight. Saizo’s not great at admitting he was wrong to your face, so there’s probably not a whole lot of comforting to be had. She’ll probably go through trial and error in various attempts to get him to listen to her and they just don’t seem to work. It’s not until she starts ignoring him and, of course, starts cooking dango for other people, that she’s properly grabbed his attention. He’ll accuse her of sharing too much, but that gives her an excuse to accuse him of acting like a child. She’s sort of got him there, so it’s free reign for her to complain and proceed to pry an apology out of his cold, dead hands (after giving one herself, of course, because she’s tired of all this). He begrudgingly does so and makes it up to her in other ways–he’s not a big fan of not having her attention, anyhow.
  • Toshiie: Both of them bicker a lot, so it’s sort of out of the norm for a genuine fight to happen. Toshiie’s the kind of guy that stands by his principles, anyhow, but after he’s let off some steam from his initial frustration, he’ll make a point to try and see it from her point of view. Even if he’s stubborn, he calls a duck, a duck–if she was right, then she was right. He’ll need time to let things blow over, but he’ll usually approach her first with something she likes–he’s not a horrible cook, so there’s usually a nice plate of onigiri set out for her while he shrugs a bit awkwardly. “Peace offering?” he’ll ask. Toshiie’s still insensitive as all hell, but he has a rational discussion about it with her (she needs a thick skin to deal with his reckless ass, anyhow), and apologies are said where they need to be. Probably goes in for a hug afterwards because he’s missed her and he’s a big sap.
  • Mitsunari: Oh, boy, is this a hard brat to crack. He has no filter and is even more insensitive than our resident puppy, so Mitsunari probably blows up trivial things way more than he ever should–all because he says something too harsh to cover up his actual feelings on the matter. She’ll have to be able to dish it back out at him so he knows it’s not cool, but in the beginning of their relationship, it causes a lot of problems. He won’t back down about it until someone–probably Hideyoshi or Sakon–sits him down and tells him to stop being an ignorant piece of shit and apologize and talk to her about it. Unless it was genuinely her fault, she always makes sure to wait until he approaches her first, because she won’t apologize for something she didn’t even do. In the beginning, Mitsunari gets dragged into confrontation kicking and screaming, but eventually he’ll learn when he really should’ve kept his mouth shut. Very, very awkward in his delivery and sort of yells at her when he says sorry, but well… it’s an apology, nonetheless. 
  • Ieyasu: Ah yes, another stubborn brat… Also a character that bickers a lot with her, but can also blow things way out of proportion because his dramatic ass just can’t help itself. When it’s a big fight, they often need some help in confronting one another–because neither of them will back down on their position no matter what. They both ignore and probably huff when they see each other in the hallway before walking past one another with their nose in the air. Expect lots of help from the likes of Tadatsugu, Toramatsu, and maybe Tadakatsu on this one–when the lord and his lady are discontent, the whole clan seems to feel it. In the end, they probably end up locking them in a storage closet to sort out their feelings–in which she will likely tell him he can’t be right all the time and he scoffs at the suggestion. But the quiet between them starts to get unsettling, before they both start to begrudgingly admit to their faults and give apologies where they’re due. Tadatsugu and Toramatsu are promptly punished afterwards (not Tadakatsu, because he’s all over that shit), but they’ve reconciled, and that’ll just have to do.
  • Kojuro: Someone who’s also very rational and communicates well with her, so if it was a big fight, he’ll think it over calmly once he’s cleared his mind after a good smoke. Knowing him, though, he’ll probably put the blame on himself anyway and approach her with that mindset. She has to stop him, because even if she was frustrated, that doesn’t mean it put her out of the water, so he has to hear her out–no, she really forces him to, because she needs him to understand that he can’t take the entire fall for it. They have a nice, long talk about it–calm and rational, and they discuss the issues they had with whatever the subject of the fight had been on much quieter circumstance. They’ve yelled and had time to blow off steam, so now they just go about things rather maturely. Both of them feel rather content with reconciling that way because they’ve managed to get both of their feelings out properly. Kojuro offers to do something nice for her, like make dinner, but then her have to remind him that he’s an awful cook, so he concedes to do the dishes instead.
The First Time

Originally posted by natpekis


Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader

Summary: Bucky Barnes realizes that he’s in love with (Y/N) for the first time.

Warnings: Swearing, Mentions of sex (no actual smut).

Word Count: 1076

A/N: This is my first ever one shot and I decided to write it in Bucky’s P.O.V. It’s probably not that great. You can request anything from pretty much any fandom here. I pretty much listened to this song like 100 times while writing this, so it’s loosely based on it. It’s not edited, so if you see any errors let me know and I’ll fix them. Please give me some feedback, as I would like to enhance my writing skills! If you read it, ily and I hope you enjoy. xoxo (not my gif).

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Meant to be

Summary :  A world, a world where people have soulmates, each and every person on earth is connected, bonded to another one, wherever this person is. A world where soulmates can communicate with each other through skin, everything wrote/sketched/drew on the skin, will appear on the soulmate’s and disappear few minutes later.

Word count : 1462

Genre : SoulMate!AU - Fluff - Maybe some Angst in the future parts ?

I apologize for every grammar or spelling mistake, keep in mind that English isn’t my first language ♥ 

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A world.

A world where people have soulmates.

Each and every person on earth is connected, bonded to another one, wherever this person is. 

A world where soulmates can communicate with each other through skin; everything written/sketched/drawn on the skin, will appear on the soulmate’s and disappear few minutes later.

That’s her, that’s the world she lives in. Y/N, 20 years old, Seoul girl.

She never understood any of this. Why, why calling someone a “soulmate” if you never saw, talked, met that person. It was totally a stupid thing she thought, and that’s for that exact reason that she never tried, never tried writing anything on her body, never tried to know anything about that man, and thankfully, whoever her soulmate was, he never did either.

Mondays.

God she hated Mondays. Why? Because of University, because of all the idiots she sees there everyday. Of course she didn’t hate everyone, she had a bunch of friends she stayed with, Lucy, her closest one, same opinion about the soulmate thing, same height, same hair color, basically, Lucy was the sister she never had, she could talk about anything and everything with her without the scary thought of being judge. Then there was Kate and Bonnie, the twins. These two had the complete opposite thoughts about soulmates and life. All they were thinking about was finding their “true love” and spending the rest of their lives with them, but besides that, besides their foolish dreams of love, they were the sweetest, nicest girls of the whole school.

Like every mondays, the little group met up in front of the Uni gates to greet each others.

Like every monday morning, everyone will sum up their week ends. Lucy didn’t do much as usual, she went to visit some friends in Daegu, while the twins had the most exciting days of their lives, apparently. Kate’s soulmate finally “answered” and by the way her eyes transformed into thin lines due to her smile, we could definitely tell she was happy, as happy as she was when her sister’s soulmate drew a heart on her wrist for the fist time, and Y/N, well she stayed home, on her computer, killing the time, it was May anyways, almost the end of school, even tho she knows she’s supposed to study, she can’t help but procrastinate…

Sadly, the excitement of the twins was cut off by the annoying bell, signalizing that the first class was starting, that she will have to deal with the people that annoyed her the most, once again.

She sat in the back of the class, as always, avoiding the annoying girls who were always trying to write on her arm and the stupid boys, who were giving her weird looks.

That day was like every other monday, at least she thought.

She was home, all warmed up under her fluffy cover, and her lovely cat next to her, whom was waiting for some cuddles. It was past midnight, usually she was long asleep, but not tonight. She was too preoccupied thinking about her friend, her friend who was finally in contact with her soulmate. She found her reaction more than stupid, but she knew that Kate was completely different from her, and that to her that whole soulmate system sounded right, that it was romantic to communicate through skin, that it was amazing knowing someone is connected to you, that you belonged to someone.

She was patting her cat’s head mumbling about how crazy this whole story was, until she noticed something unusual on her wrist, lighten up by the reflection of the pale moonlight through her curtains.

“P. J”

“No, oh hell no” she thought. “This can’t be happening, everything was just fine, he didn’t try to know me, to talk to me, why now, and why this, is this some kind of signature ? Does this person thinks I belong to him ?”

Little did she know that this person was writing the exact same letters at the exact same place every night at this time…


Here he was laying in his bed, looking at the ceiling and wondering. “Should I try to communicate with her during daylight ? Or should I just keep trying late at night ? If she doesn’t try, maybe it’s because she doesn’t want to know me ? Nah, every girls wanna know about her “prince charming” right ? Aish, why is this thing even existing ! How are we supposed to love a person we don’t even know uh ? That’s bullshit !”

Every once in a while, late at night he will think about it, about what to do, and he will have the same conclusion everytime. “If she really wants, she’ll do something first, anything” But it never stopped him from giving hints.

P.J – Park Jimin, 21 years old, that’s who he was. Living in Busan with his best friend Jeon Jungkook who was slightly younger than him, both of them working in a coffee shop, near their flat.

He envies some guys, when he saw them with their girlfriends at work, smiling, laughing, and flirting  by writing sweet things onto each other arms. He envies their happiness, he wants to feel this too, to feel loved, to love, to see this sparkle in his partner’s eyes, to see her smile, to be able to touch her, to talk to her directly.

He even envied Jungkook, this kid was communicating with his soulmate since High School, and now, she moved to Busan to be closer to him, he wanted this too, he wanted to love someone so much that he’ll be ready to leave his friends and his family behind to go live with her. He wanted this so much, everyday a little more.

Wednesday, his day off. He was alone at home, Jungkook was too busy at his soulmate’s house, just thinking about it, it drove him crazy. He looked at the pale skin of right arm, and sighed, he took a pen and without thinking anymore, he started writing.

“Tired of waiting, I wanna know you. P.J”


It was in the middle of Maths class, when she was half asleep that some crazy girl screamed out loud :

“OH MY GOD Y/N ACTUALLY HAS A SOULMATE !” Which woke her up immediately.

She looked at that girl confusedly, before seeing the black ink on her skin.

“Tired of waiting, I wanna know you. P.J”

That P.J again… But that wasn’t the worst, the worst was that everybody was now looking at her, eyes open wide. She was like the ‘rebel’ girl who never wrote anything and no one ever saw something on her, so people started thinking that she wasn’t like everyone, that she was just a poor girl without anyone meant for her. It was one of the reason that she thought those people were stupid, unluckily, she knew, she knew she was like everyone else, that she had her destiny kind of planned, and that the love of her life was somewhere on this planet, waiting for her to talk to him.

She quickly got off of her seat, and run to the bathroom, trying to clean up these words, but the ink wouldn’t disappear.

“Shit, of course it has to disappear by itself…”

Anger taking the best of her, she took a pen out of her pencil case and wrote something back, to her own surprise :

“I don’t want to, leave me alone P.J”


It was the same thing every day, Him being tired of waiting to hear from her, so he would randomly write stuff like “At least tell me your name, where you live” And her ignoring him, simply because answering him would be too easy and against her state of mind.

“Soulmates are just some type of fantasies, you can’t just be in love with someone you don’t know just because you’re somehow connected to him” She wrote.

“And I just think you’re too scared of this whole thing to even listen to your heart” He answered “You can’t tell me you didn’t want to know about  me, I know it’s not true”

“We are connected and even if your brain tells you no, your heart tells you yes”

She didn’t know why, but this man was true, even thought she hated to admit it, she thought about writing him more than once in her lifetime, just to know his name, or some details about him, but she didn’t, maybe not because she was scared, more because she just didn’t believe in that. She wanted to believe that it could be love, true love, but couldn’t. So she decided to never ever try to contact the person she was connected to.

Until today


So this is the first chapter of Meant To Be, a Soulmate!AU, I wanted to give it a shot, so if you guys like it I might continue it, or maybe not I’ll see your reactions

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Well-Deserved PART 1(Harrison x Reader)

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Rating: M for later chapters but T in first 2. 

Warnings: Smut, Angst, Feelings?? Unprotected sex (USE RUBBERS PLZ), slight cursing????? maybe? 

(Y/N) = your name, (Y/H/C)= your hair color

PART 2 PART 3

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You have been working under Harrison for a while now, and as feelings breach the surface, you know not to expose them to Harrison; until they’re forced out of you.

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You looked down at the files scattered amongst the many coffee cups present on your desk. It’s been a hell of a week; three meta-humans in four days, and Barry was currently out in Central City taking on another one. The whole team had no explanation for this influx of meta-human presence, only that it had to stop soon or there wouldn’t be a team to fight them off. Barry was badly bruised; coming in with a broken nose or a swollen cheek every other day. You felt run down as well. You haven’t left S.T.A.R. Labs since the phenomena began, and your desk had practically become your living space, including where you slept; that is, if you did ever close your eyes.

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What Is A Toxic Relationship?

OK so I’ve been getting anons recently arguing that Stefan and Elena were in a toxic relationship and a few of my followers expressed interest in me creating a post to counter the argument so here we are.

I am using different telltale signs of a toxic relationship as a road map for this argument and a few of them are ones I can’t even counter because they’re just not an issue for the SE relationship, those are ones I’ll put at the end, this means the numbering might be a little off.

2. Jealousy and the blame game

We’re all only human, so jealousy will happen on some level. But, excessive jealousy is never okay. If you don’t have trust in a relationship, you literally have nothing worth holding on to.

This is not an issue with SE. Obviously there are moments where both of them express being disgruntled by Katherine and by Damon:

but when the idea of either of them cheating is brought up, the other is very much secure in their relationship that they automatically shut down the notion of infidelity:

and Stefan and Elena concoct an entire plan fooling everyone about Elena being jealous over Katherine when in private the notion is ridiculous because obviously they love each other:

and they know how much they love each other, there’s implicit trust:

Being this secure and trusting in a relationship is healthy and not a sign of entitlement or arrogance, this is how two people who love each other should be.

7. You’re not yourself

Change will happen regardless. When you’re in a relationship, even if you both change, you should be going in the same direction.

If your relationship changes you, it should only make you a better version of yourself. If you feel like you’re losing yourself or you don’t recognize who you are anymore, it’s not healthy.

Well first of all, it’s repeated how much Stefan and Elena know each other and therefore can be themselves with each other:

and next to seeing how they make each other better people:

they say it:

and they remind each other to do better and be better:

Refusing to allow the worst parts of themselves to take over doesn’t mean they don’t accept each other, it means that they care about each other enough to keep their core personalities intact.

5. Negative energy

Feeling uncomfortable or tense around someone is just your body reacting to the negative energy surrounding the two of you.

Negativity can drain you mentally, physically and emotionally. We’re forced to deal with this stuff, but your SO should be a reprieve from that type of stress.

6. Avoiding each other

At the bare minimum, you should be able to tolerate your SO’s presence. If you can’t even bring yourself to be around him or her, you should really just call it quits.

I think this is pretty self-explanatory.

11. Growth and change are seen as negatives

Relationships have to evolve in order to last. The whole “why can’t things just stay like this” mentality isn’t conducive to a long-term relationship.

At some point, someone will want more. That’s not a bad thing, but both parties must be on the same page. There’s nothing wrong with taking the next step; doing so is a sign of maturity.

This one is interesting because there’s this narrative that Stefan held Elena back in season 4 and the show even makes Stefan say that he does that but he doesn’t, he teaches Elena to how hunt, how to defend herself, how to navigate her emotions, shows her how to enjoy her power, he helped her grow as a vampire while secretly looking for the cure for her to have in case she wanted it:

He in fact celebrates her vampirism

and tells her not to despair:

Comparatively, in season 1, Elena doesn’t want to stay in the dark regarding Stefan’s demons, she willingly and with open eyes demands to learn more about his blood lust and even though it kills Stefan for her to see him like this he obliges:

and in season 2 Elena embraces that Stefan will need to feed from human blood to be stronger and faster, to be a better vampire, she accepts the risks and grows with Stefan’s new needs and that’s why she allows him to feed from her:

which is actually related to this:

12. Reminiscing on the beginning instead of looking toward the future

Memories of the honeymoon phase are not enough to sustain you. You can’t relive the past. Relationships develop, but not always for the better. Fantasizing about what used to be is not living in reality.

As the aforementioned point emphasizes, neither Stefan nor Elena hold the other back to how their relationship used to be, they grow with each other, what they do is remind one another that at their core they’re empathetic, compassionate people who always strive to do the right thing, they accept the realities of their situation while trying to better that reality:

9. You only think about making him or her happy

Once you hit your 20s, relationships are a trial run for marriage. You should be able to see potential in spending the rest of your life with your significant other because if not, what’s the point?

You should want to make your SO happy, but it should be a two-way street. Your happiness should mean his or her happiness and vice versa.

If you’re constantly trying to make them happy, but you’re not getting anything in return, then something in the cycle is disjointed. Happiness should be mutual.

I seriously don’t understand where this idea that they’re not happy with each other stems from, I feel like because they’re happy in circumstances that are shitty people apply the shitty circumstances onto their relationship without realizing the relationship is what got them through the shitty circumstances.

1. Passive aggression

The whole “I hate it when you do that, but I’m just gonna keep it to myself and throw you shady little side glances” thing is unnecessary.

Once you’re not comfortable being direct with your SO, you’ve lost that bond on which your relationship was initially built.

4. Arguing without communicating

We all know that yelling over each other won’t get you anywhere.

It’s natural to get upset and argue, but if there’s no exchange of communication and neither party conveys why he or she feels how he or she does, nothing will be solved.

This actually just doesn’t happen. In 4x02, Stefan glares at Elena because he’s angry about the blood sharing and she automatically says, “You’re mad” and he says “Yes” and they have that out and this is when they’re supposed to be disintegrating for no logical reason.

In fact, Stefan and Elena are pretty upfront with each other about what they do that bothers them or when they’re mad at each other:

And in 1x07, Elena is honest and says that a part of her wishes that she could forget him but she can’t forget him because she can’t lose how she feels about him, that is extremely honest.

3. Criticism and contempt

No one is perfect, and the closer you become with someone, the more conspicuous his or her imperfections will become. There is nothing wrong with criticism that comes from a positive place.

When criticism is used as a channel to express contempt or disdain for someone else, it can make the other person feel unvalued and worthless. It’s hard for a relationship to come back from that.

Literally the only time this happens is when Stefan and Elena have their humanities off and are meant to be completely devoid of emotion and both of them work to repair the damage they caused:

and in 4x23 she has the speech thanking him.

Stefan and Elena were a relationship with highs and lows and because of the supernatural element of the show, some of those lows were really low because of aspects like blood lust and humanity switches and the constant need to save Damon or Katherine compelling people to hurt themselves if they continued to see each other and that makes for some angsty and heartbreaking moments but the fact of the matter is, they were not a relationship that was toxic; they were happy and stable and committed and passionate and exciting and secure and the writers tearing them apart for a relationship that actually is toxic and boring and another relationship that looks good on paper but that sucks in practice is entirely ridiculous.

Things Remembered Prologue

Summary: Now, Sasuke told himself he would have been prepared for anything she threw at him when they saw each other again, granted it was either a tearful reunion or pure rage. He did not expect her to just completely forget who he is. [SasuSaku] Blank Period.

A/N: Oh snap, guys, I’m back again. I’m rewriting one of my old ones called “Things Remembered”. It’s still up if you want to read it, but this one will be more worth your time haha.

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PROLOGUE

Sasuke took a deep breath.

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