and i wanted to show my internet friends

Hey Friends♡

This is just a really important reminder from me to you, okay. Please cherish the friendships and the family you have. Please make sure you are showing love to everyone no matter what. Check on your friends daily. Ask them how they are really doing. Get close. Hug them. Tell your friends, family, friends on the Internet how much you love them. You may be confused as to my reason for saying this. I’m saying this becuase…you never truly know how anyone is doing. Your friend could be really struggling right now and all they want is hug, or for someone to tell them they are special. Please let them know everyday how much they mean to you. Don’t let them go through things alone. Don’t let them feel that have to carry that burden alone okay. People tend to think very dark things when they feel like no one loves them or they are unimportant, and that leads to other thoughts and actions. Please help this if you can. Show respect to your piers. Please. Person reading this, I may not know you, but just know you mean a lot to me, friend. Every human life matters to me! You are important! You’re loved! Others just have a hard time showing it. Or they think they are showing enough love. There’s no such thing as too much love. You deserve it. You deserve every good thing that comes your way. Embrace it with open arms. Let others in. Tell an adult. Get help in anyway you can. The first step of getting through difficult things that you are struggling with is confession. Tell your close friends about how you’re struggling. It’s not your job to do this alone. We are here for you! I love you. Please take care of yourself and others. And if you are having any issues whether you’re depressed, or just having a bad day please don’t hesitate to message me. I’d be more than happy to brighten up your day. You’re here for a reason okay♡ And I believe you can get through whatever it is you’re going through. Much love to you my lovelies💝

Originally posted by chibird

I got tagged by @luminiari but this aint very exciting lol

Five Things You’ll Find In My Bag:

  • a water bottle
  • my wallet
  • 586 receipts
  • my phone
  • at least one snack a coworker gave me that I put in my bag and then forgot accidentally

Five Things You’ll Find In My Bedroom:

  • my 3DSes and PSVita
  • My computer/tablet/ipad
  • Apollo, your resin tiny centaur friend who’s fun to be with
  • half the clothes I own on the floor
  • my fat arse

Five Things I’ve Always Wanted To Do:

  • go to northern europe/canada/greece/tasmania/perth/darwin
  • get to show some other internet friends cool places in japan (ONE DOWN)
  • Own an apartment (leaving this one as is)
  • see a numbat IRL (and also touch it)
  • draw to a standard I am satisfied with

Five Things That Make Me Feel Happy:

  • My friends
  • Cats
  • Dolls
  • Hawaiian Pizza
  • Perfume (the girl group, not the fragrance)

Five Things I’m Currently Into:

  • Dolls (specifically BJDs and DDs but i will always love pureneemos too)
  • Persona5
  • Nier Automata
  • The Adventure Zone (ok ya got me its just what I needed re:background noise for drawing)
  • i’ve been into vocaloid nearly 10 years now and dont see that stopping anytime soon so

Five Things On My To-Do List:

  • finishing the next goddamn SC page
  • next months article for the town magazine (and the month after cos I’m going home for 2 weeks soon)
  • cleaning my gross apartment
  • taking some nice pics of Minami for twitter cos tomorrow’s her bday hashtag event apparently
  • buying a bunch of souvenirs for my family and also my cats

tagging some other people to do it, dont feel pressured

@theghostboy @deadybones @tessmontyart @awwishfulthinking@bumblepuppy @kaible @konekoling @crappy-crapolice

  • Psychic: *reads my mind*
  • My mind: whenever I'm alone or if I'm feeling gray, there's one place I can go to brighten up my day it makes me want to sing that's how the show should end but wouldn't it be good if I could sing it with a friend fine whatever I'll join in too I might go outside to feel more alive without twitter where would I be I guess It'd be fit to stop posting sh-RUBBISH but tumblr's a part of me there's so many websites and so little time plus one or two you should avoid just don't stop watching youtube or we'll be unemployed the internet is here the internet is great when you've got lots of followers who need a real mate it might be antisocial but these days that is fine 'cause life is so much better when you spend it all online a place where you can be yourself no matter if you're geeky find friends that share your hobbies even if they're freaky where any question in your head is answered in an instant who care if you procrastinate your one shot at existence the internet is here the internet is great when you've got lots of followers who need a real mate Without the internet we never would have met We wouldn't be here on a stage doing things we might regret dance break who cares if you're a loser and everybody knows it or if you spend your life drawing whiskers on your noses even if your chances of getting tanned are slim or if you like vicariously through the life of a sim sheltay zomo the internet is here the internet is great when you've got lots of followers who need a real mate it might be antisocial but these days that is fine 'cause life is so much better life is so much better life is so much better when you spend it all online
  • Psychic: wow what a bop
BTS| Meeting their s/o’s touchy and gay foreign friend

Requested by Anon. 

Tysm for the request and I hope you like it.


Scenario: It’s been 3 years since you saw best friend, as he is involved in many enviroment projects and travels around the world. You were more than happy when you got a message saying that he’s in town again. Luckily you and your boyfriend where shopping, so you could meet your friend immediately…


When you spotted your bf in the crowd, you let go of  Jin and run up to him, while Jin followed you. You hugged y/f/n tight and welcomed him in your mother tongue. While he answered he let his hands slide further down, but you didn’t cared because you knew that it was his personality. When you finally let go of him you turned around to introduce him to Jin you saw your boyfriend. His face spoke volumes and he had a baffled look on his face. 

“Jin, thats y/f/n.” 


“You know, my best friend since my childhood I told you about.”

“Ohhh, yeah, that friend, sorry I’m Jin, y/n’s boyfriend.”

Originally posted by eyomo


 When someone suddenly pulled you away from him, Suga would be confused. This feeling would raise when he saw another man tightly hugging you while talking to you in a language he couldn’t understand. But he wouldn’t do more than raise his brow because he knew you would enlighten the situation.

(He wouldnt give you the satisfaction of showing an hint of jalousy)

“Yoongi, this is y/f/n.”


Originally posted by jeonbase


He wanted to show you the new bookstore read he about in the internet when suddenly someone screamed and you let go of his hand. When he turned around he saw you cuddling another, good looking boy. When the boy put his hands on each side of your face he coughed slightly and you turned your attention towards him.

“So…who’s that?”

“Joonie, thats y/f/n. I told you about him, didn’t I ?”

Oh…..*awkward silence”

Originally posted by nnochu


Hobi was about to buy ice cream for both of you, when he turned around, your strawberry-mint ice in his right hand when he saw a boy kissing you on the lips. The ice cream met he floor and his jaw dropped. When he saw that you didn’t cared about that the slightest bit, his view of life would be shattered. Why would someone kiss his jagi ? The fact that he didn’t understood what you were talking about, made things even more worse. When you eventually turned your face to his, a expression of pure shook would hit you.

“Hoseok, are you okay ?”

“I-I, y-y-yo, h-h-i-…”

“That’s y/f/n, do you remember when we skyped with him?”

*fainting hobi*

Originally posted by cleolux


Jimin and you were cloth shopping. When he jumped out ot his cabine to make you laugh he couldn’t see you anywhere. He immediately was worried but this feeling got replaced by fright. You, the most important person in his life stood there, hugging a handsome guy while he stood there in the idiotic outfit he tried on to see you giggling. When he sipped back to the cabins to change, a hand grabed his arm.

“Chim Chim?” 

“Forget it“

“Jimin? Whats wrong? Didn’t you always told me that you want to meet y/f/n ?”


Originally posted by fullfangirling27


You were walking in the park, tired from the whole shpping. When suddenly someone grabbed your hand and tried to pull you away from Tae, he wouldn’t let go of you. He would  drag you on his chest while putting his arms around you. When you fought against his strong hug he would let go of you, a confused look on his face. His face would turn blank after you hugged the boy tight while talking to him in your first language. But when your bf tried to let his hands slide down he would get protective.

“Ya, what do you think you’re doing ?”


“You think you can come and touch my beautiful Jagi?”


“There’s a reason whe she’s my jagi.”



“Thats y/f/n ! “


Originally posted by sugataecups


He wanted to by a new game when you suddenly disappeared. But he didn’t missed you long since he spotted you hugging another boy. Suddenly the boy kissed your lips for a short moment and Jungkook turned into Jungshook. When you turned and waved you to come over, he would freeze in his position until you sighed and tugged your friend while walking over to him.



“This is y/f/n. I tld you about him. Do you remember ?”


Originally posted by baekon-stripss

If Monsta X had Tumblrs

Shownu: His blog would consist of two things and two things only. Dance videos he posts of himself and selcas with his friends that he reblogs. That’s it, that’s his whole blog. Generic Tumblr theme because he can’t be bothered to learn how to change it.

Originally posted by irrational-obsessions-gottcha78

Wonho: Super aesthetic blog. Lots of selcas that get thousands of notes but he never interacts with his followers. Changes his theme every week because he gets bored. Lots of late night reflections accompanied by music he composes when he can’t sleep.

Originally posted by bunnywonho

Kihyun: Would post lots of recipes coupled with pictures of him cooking. Also posts selcas but they never get more than six notes. Occasionally posts song covers that get tens of thousands of notes and spread across Tumblr fandoms.

Originally posted by kihqun

Minhyuk: High quality blog full of cute animal videos and flowers. All of his selcas are taken outside so the sunshine makes him glow. Super friendly with all his followers, always encouraging them to chase after their dreams.

Originally posted by wonhontology

Hyungwon: Never updates because he’s always asleep but constantly gets tagged in posts so his phone is always blowing up with notifications. That he ignores because he’s asleep.

Originally posted by gifsmonstax

Jooheon:  Music rec blog exclusively composed of international hiphop. But his most popular posts are Soundcloud links to his own raps. Takes requests to rap over certain beats and bgms, always delivers. His friends always tag him in videos of them scaring him though so it ruins his image.

Originally posted by big-booty-potato

I.M: Cat videos. Lots and lots of cat videos. So many that people think he’s a 45 year old woman who never leaves home but then he posts a winking selca with his dimple showing and the Internet crashes for a hot minute. Kim K who?

Originally posted by bts-bap-trash

Never Be Alone

shawn mendes x reader

prompt: After years of always being by each other’s side, Shawn and reader are finally separated. The only question is, how will they hold up?

Author’s note: I’ve had this in my drafts since December but I had extreme writer’s block.

“take a piece of my heart, and make it all your own, so when we are apart, you’ll never be alone”

I was awake in bed, like I had been for a few nights now. Everything was so perfect for so long. But now, all I feel is conflict deep inside my bones. Why couldn’t life just stay easy? Why does everything have to change? More importantly, how do I tell him. I gripped the envelope in my hand, the envelope that would change everything. I was excited, I couldn’t deny that, but I was also distraught, to say the least. I looked up at the ceiling of  my dimly lit room before turning my attention to the window; the calm, black sky was twinkling with stars. I smiled, trying to keep the image in my mind, as I would have to leave behind soon. I breathed hesitantly and reached for my phone. Just as I was dialing the number, I received a call, from him.  I smiled gently and touched the green button.

“Hey, I was just about to call you.” I laughed into the phone.

“Maybe it’s telepathy.” Shawn joked. I giggled through the phone.

“I need to talk to you about something.” I breathed, my tone became serious and the mood became heavy. Shawn noticed this and his breath hitched in his throat.

“I need to tell you something too, but not tonight. Meet me in the tree house tomorrow at 8PM.” Shawn addressed

“The tree house? You’re kidding? How do you know we’ll even fit in there anymore.” I teased.

“Just trust me, it’s important.” Shawn sighed. My face relaxed and I remained silent for a while.

“Alright, I’ll meet you there Shawn.” I spoke in an all-too neutral tone. We whispered our goodbyes and ended the call.

I gently placed the phone back on my nightstand. Staring out the window, I smiled as I remembered Shawn’s voice, so soft and velvety, speaking to me moments ago. A calm breeze before the storm that was to come.

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Just friends~Jungkook Part 1

Yahhh PART ONE! omg I don’t know how to feel about this :’) 

prologue, part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 6, part 7, part 8, part 9, part 10


-1k words

~Something is wrong with your best friend and you don’t understand what.~

Originally posted by theking-or-thekid

(gif is not mine credit to owner) 

After a week of not hearing from Jungkook he dropped off at home.

I was in bed, contemplating life and death.
When I heard keys in the door lock, I knew it was him right away. He was the only one that had keys to my flat. What was he doing here? I hadn’t seen him in 3 weeks.
I got out of bed and got to the living room where he was waiting for me with his adorable smile. I came up to him and asked bluntly:

“Where have you been?”

“Oh my god you sound like my mum.”

“I haven’t seen you for a long time, I was starting to forget what you looked like, not that that is a bad thing.” I said with a smirk.

“Don’t pretend like you didn’t miss this work of art.” he answered while pointing at himself.

I laughed at his quirkiness, and was happy that he seemed in good enough shape to make jokes.

“So are we ever going to eat this pizza or are you going to stand there forever.”

“I forgot how bossy you were.”

“Shut up.”

We both sat down on the couch and started to eat the pizza. While spending time with my best friend I realised how much you had missed his sense of humor and his goofy self. We were watching a movie and kept making silly comments about how bad the acting was. From time to time I took a glance at him just to admire his pretty face, and hoped that he wouldn’t catch me staring.
It was good times.

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anonymous asked:

can you explain, in one comprehensive post with sources, what the deal with jontron is? me and a friend are super out of the loop and have no idea what's going on, and i want to be able to show them what's up in the most accurate way possible, and i trust you more than most opinion related blogs on this site... can you help me out?


Ok fine, this is a labor of love, because I don’t know Jontron, I barely know this little internet debate, and I really don’t care that much cuz Trump is the American president and that fact overshadows a lot of other stuff. 

But I will go out of my way to find the WHOLE story just for you, ok?

And only because you said you trust me more than most opinion related blogs.

So here it is. 

Youtuber Jontron reviews videogames and movies. He was a host and creator of Game Grumps. 

But he recently got into a livestream debate with Steve Bonnell in which he stated that Jim Crow laws had little to no impact on crimes committed by minorities today. He also claimed “There [are] like, 18-year-olds who are committing a disproportionate amount of crime and they were born after me. So how do you explain that? Is that Jim Crow? Nobody wants to get into the realistic things,” he said. “They [referring to progressives] just want to blame whites more and more.”

He asked: “I don’t understand why it is anyone else’s responsibility but their own. Do [minorities] not have agency?”

He also said that “anyone who talks about the subject from a dissenting viewpoint to be labeled a racist or a Nazi” and that he thought “more young people were feeling disenfranchised by the media and embracing views that would align them with the ‘alt-right’ because of the guilt tripping.”

So he essentially said, being alt right doesn’t make you a Nazi. 

He also defended Steve King, who recently caused controversy when he said:  “[we] can’t restore our civilization with somebody else’s babies” in regards to immigration.

Outright stating that immigrants and people of color are not a part of our civilization and never have been, and that someone else’s babies are just…undesirable because they’re essentially not human if they’re not like us.

Then Jontron said:  “Wow, how scandalous, Steve King doesn’t want his country invaded by people who have contempt for his culture and people! Nazi!!!”

Thus implying immigrants are invaders.

And not you know, fucking people.

And America, the great cultural melting pot, no longer wants to call itself that.

It’s just a pot full of unseasoned chicken piss.


In his debate with Bonnell, Jontron also asked: 

“Why is it bad for white people to resist their own demographic displacement?” 

But when Bonnell asked him why he thought it mattered for whites to have a demographic majority in the United States, he fumbled for something that wouldn’t sound racist.

Upon concluding that it was impossible, Jontron then said Japan is a shining example of a country that took active steps to preserve its ethnic majority.

“Wealthy blacks also commit more crime than poor whites. That’s a fact. Look it up,” he said.

He also claimed that racial discrimination did not exist in the united states anymore.

Cuz a white guy would know, right?

“Discrimination is wrong,” he said. “We’ve gotten rid of discrimination in Western countries… if you don’t think we’ve gotten rid of discrimination you’re living in a fantasy land.”

So there you  have it.

If you have the stomach for it, here’s the two hour, full thing. 

So yeah.

Jontron thinks discrimination doesn’t exist, black people are criminals, immigrants are just assholes who don’t contribute to civilization, and oh  yeah.

Discrimination doesn’t exist and if you experience it, you’re living in a fantasy land. 

@n-k-y @korracrat @marshmallowdonutsprinkles

a ninjago modern/youtube au because i still cant find my stylus

  • this is basically just a modern au but with youtube channels bc why not
  • jay uses his for covers and music stuff
    • but only meme/joke covers
    • the rick roll he posted on april fools CONTINUES to be his most popular video
  • kai has a gaming channel
    • lloyd and nya appear on it most often bc siblings
    • mostly video games but one time he got everyone together to play monopoly
    • it went… badly
  • zane does science stuff
    • his videos alternate between “this is the exact scientific thing we are doing” and “lol watch me blow this up its gonna be awesome”
    • in his early days he built a robot falcon that’s now present in all his videos
    • if the falcon isnt there people get worried in the comments
  • cole is just a vlog
    • what does he do
    • who knows

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The Internet Is Here Lyrics
  • Phil: Whenever I’m alone, or if I’m feeling gray there’s one place I can go to brighten up my day. It makes me want to sing. That's how the show should end. But wouldn't it be good if I could sing it with a friend?
  • Dan: Phil, I think you should have asked before putting me on the spot like this.
  • Okay. Fine. Whatever. I'll join in too.
  • Phil: I might go outside and feel more alive. Without twitter where would I be?
  • Dan: I guess I'd be fit. I'd stop posting shi
  • Phil: -rubbish
  • Dan: But tumblr's a part of me.
  • Phil: So many websites and so little time. There's one or two you should avoid.
  • Dan: Just don't stop watching youtube, or we'll be unemployed.
  • Both: The internet is here. The internet is great. When you've got lots of followers who needs a real mate? We might be antisocial, but these days, that is fine.
  • Dan: Because life is so much better when you spend it all online.
  • Phil: A place where you can be yourself, no matter if you're geeky.
  • Dan: Find friends that share your hobbies, even if they're creepy.
  • Phil: Where any question in your head is answered in an instant.
  • Dan: Who cares if you procrastinate your one shot at existence.
  • Both: The internet is here. The internet is great. When you've got lots of followers, who needs a real mate?
  • Phil: We'd never be here on a stage, doing things we might regret.
  • Dan: Dance break.
  • Phil: Who cares if you're a loser, and everybody knows it?
  • Dan: Or if you spend your life drawing whiskers on your noses?
  • Phil: Even if your chances of getting tan are slim.
  • Dan: Or if you live vicariously through the life of a sim.
  • Dil: Chiltay zombo
  • Both: *music gets intense and beautiful* The internet is here. The internet is great. When you've got lots of followers who needs a real mate?
  • We might be antisocial, but these days that is fine.
  • Because life is so much better, life is so much better, life is so much better
  • When you spend
  • it
  • all
  • online
Breathtaking in Black (Part 2)

Part 1

A/N: This is part two of my short fic “Breathtaking in Black”.  Since it was their birthday just the other day, part two of this Marichat fic is dedicated to the extremely wonderful @starkid-starkat .  They are one of my closest internet friends that I have had the pleasure of speaking to thanks to tumblr.  I really hope you enjoy it Sage :)  Happy Belated Birthday!!!!

P.S. If reactions are good there will be more parts yet to come :).  I was going to just skip to the dance scene, but then I realized I didn’t want to skip over Marinette’s constant freaking out internally while attempting to go to school and act normal.  Plus, I couldn’t miss an opportunity to show Adrien’s point of view since he is the only one who knows why she is so flustered in class.  Buckle up guys, gals and non-binary pals.  This is gonna be quite a ride!


Marinette had gotten almost no sleep after Chat left her room late last night.  She had lied awake for hours, but couldn’t get the sound of his voice as he asked her to make him one final promise out of her head. His eyes had been full of so much desire and admiration when they had made contact with hers. The rasp in his voice made her heart leap up into her throat. She could still vividly remember the way his touch felt as he gently caressed her hand and pressed his forehead against hers. She was in deep trouble.

“Come on Marinette! I know you’re tired, but you have to go to school,” Tikki insisted as she hovered inches from her chosen’s face. “This is why I told you to be careful about how much you let Chat into your civilian life! Not only did he give away a huge part of his identity to you, but you also promised to let him dance with you while both in civilian form!” Marinette blinked at her Kwami. She could barely hear Tikki’s little rant as she tried to pull herself together and collect her thoughts.

A dance. All she had promised him was a single dance. However, Marinette knew this was all about a lot more than a simple dance with her partner. This was a school sponsored event. He promised her he would be there. He had basically confessed to being one of her fellow classmates. Her head was filled with so many unanswered questions. Had they had classes together? Had they ever spoken while both in civilian form?

Most importantly who was he? She hated being in the dark.

Marinette took in a deep breath and let it out as she sat up and threw her covers off. She swiveled her legs around and let her feet touch the wooden floor.

She pressed her feet into the floor as she stood slowly and began to walk down the steps into the lower part of her room. “Sorry Tikki,” she finally mumbled as she walked towards her dresser. “I know I should have been more careful, but what’s done is done.” She sat down in her chair and looked at herself in the mirror. She looked absolutely awful. Bags had formed under her eyes. Loose strands of hair were tossed in several directions. She sighed as she turned her face slightly to examine it from different angles.

How could she have let this happen? She had let herself get carried away and that was so unlike her. More memories of the night before flooded her mind as stared at her own reflection.  His eyes, voice and gentle touch had all left her speechless. He had never had this affect on her before, so why? Why was last night so different?

Was…was she falling for him?

She shook her head lightly in an attempt to clear the thought out of her head. She couldn’t possibly be falling for Chat Noir. Marinette was so sure that the only blonde haired classmate she could ever have eyes for was Adrien. Sweet, kind Adrien. She glanced over to the framed picture of him she kept on her dresser at all times.

A new sense of determination filled her body as she turned back to face herself in the mirror. “Nothing a little makeup and a hair brush can’t fix. Right Tikki?” Tikki smiled at Marinette’s new found courage. The teen brushed her hair into her two regular pigtails and managed to cover up the dark spots under her eyes. Chat Noir may have won last night’s little game, but Marinette was not giving up just yet. This was one mind game she simply refused to let him win.  He was going to pay for making her lose precious hours of sleep and for making her doubt her feelings for Adrien like that.

She was going to school, and she was going to find him.

* * * * * *

Adrien had the best night’s sleep he’d had in months. How could he not be at peace? Marinette had made a dress completely inspired by his superhero alter ego. She had tried it on just to show it to him and it looked incredibly gorgeous on her.

All he wanted to do at first was let Marinette know how stunning her work truly was. He hadn’t meant to get such a reaction out of her. The way her brilliant blush appeared to light up the whole room. The way she laced her fingers together with his when he reached out to touch her hand. He couldn’t help himself. He needed to see her blush that way again. He wanted to leave her speechless one more time. Mostly, he wanted to see her twirl in that dress again. And so, he had asked her to dance. It seemed pretty logical to him. To Plagg however, it sounded utterly ridiculous.

“A dance? What on Earth were you thinking? How could you possibly think this would be a good idea?” Plagg was flying back and forth in Adrien’s room as if he were pacing. Adrien didn’t regret his actions one bit and continued to get ready for school as if a literal god wasn’t scolding him. “So what is your plan exactly here Agreste? You gonna just walk up to her at the dance and say ‘Oh hey Marinette, it’s me Chat Noir! Kiss me!’” Adrien rolled his eyes. Of course he had realized that dancing with Marinette at the Halloween ball would most likely mean revealing his identity to her, but frankly he didn’t really care. He knew Marinette well enough to know that she was trustworthy. He was confident that she wouldn’t tell anyone his little secret.  To him, all that mattered was seeing her dance in that dress.

He was confused about one thing though. Ladybug. He knew he still had feelings for his partner. How could he not? She was beautiful, brave, confident and smart. But the one thing she wasn’t was in love with him. He knew she didn’t return his feelings, and that was okay. Adrien had come to terms with this fact a while ago and had been slowly falling for Marinette ever since. How could he not fall for her after all? Marinette was extremely talented, passionate, sweet and adorable. He knew it was wrong for him to pursue her while he still had feelings for his lady, but one simple little dance couldn’t possibly hurt.

“Plagg, nothing you say is going to change my mind. You should have seen the way she looked at me last night. She never looks at me like that in school.” Marinette had always seemed really uncomfortable around him in school and it bothered him a lot. She often kept her distance from him. Whenever they did interact, she always seemed to mumble her sentences and refused to make eye contact with him. Maybe that was the reason he visited her room so often. When he was chat, she was completely comfortable and confident around him. She didn’t mumble or stutter at all. In fact, she often made witty remarks or even showed signs of sass when speaking to his other half. He hoped that, if she learned the two were actually one person, she would be more comfortable around Adrien.

“What about ladybug?” Plagg pried as Adrien continued to walk around his room getting ready for school. The teen pulled his jeans up over his hips and looked up to meet his kwami’s intense glare.

“What about her Plagg? Do I still have feelings for her? Of course I do, but it’s pretty obvious that she doesn’t feel the same way about me and I want her to be with someone who makes her happy,” he stated as he buttoned his pants and began to remove the shirt he had slept in that night. “Besides, all I asked for was a dance. It’s not like I asked for Marinette’s hand in marriage.”

“No that’s not what I meant.” Plagg snapped harshly. Adrien dropped his shirt to the floor and looked up at Plagg in surprise. The kwami wasn’t normally one to raise his voice. “What I meant was,” he said at a volume Adrien was more used to. “Don’t you think it’s wrong for you to give away your identity to one of your classmates while Ladybug still has no idea who you are?”

Adrien sighed. Plagg was right for once. It would be wrong of him to go giving his identity to a girl he was only beginning to become close with without telling his partner as well. At the end of the day, ladybug was truly one of his best friends. He trusted her with his life.

“Alright then it’s decided,” he stated with a nod and a brilliant smile.

“You’ve realized this is ridiculous and decided not to tell her?” Plagg asked hopefully.

“Nope!” Adrien said as he looked up to flash a wide grin back at his little companion. “I’ve decided that, after I reveal myself to Marinette, I will tell ladybug everything as well.”

Plagg wanted to lose it and yell at his chosen so badly in that moment. However, he knew that smile all too well. Nothing that he said would ever change Adrien’s mind now. Whether he liked it or not, Plagg knew this was going to happen.

“Alright kid looks like you win this argument. I just hope you know what you’re doing.”

Adrien’s smile appeared to double in size at Plagg’s cease fire. There wasn’t a single doubt in Adrien’s mind when it came to his complete trust and faith in the two most important girls in his life. All he wanted was for Marinette to be comfortable around him. He wanted her to be able to have a regular conversation with his civilian form. He wanted her to see him as a friend she could be herself around. Was that really such a bad idea? Of course not. He parted his hair and combed his bangs out of his face.

He was going to school, and he was going to talk to her.

* * * * * *

The odds of Marinette showing up to school on time hadn’t been very good ever since she first put the earrings in. The odds of her arriving with enough time to visit her locker before class? Unheard of. And yet, something even more unlikely happened when Marinette arrived at school that morning. Not only did she have time to go get her books from her locker, but she also looked up to see a tiny green envelope taped to her locker door. She reached out and gently pulled the envelope off of her locker door before turning it over in her hands. On the back of the envelope, in cursive gold writing, was the word “Princess”.

The world seemed to stand still as Marinette read the word over and over in her head. Only one person had ever called her princess. Not only was Chat Noir a student at her school, but he had come to school early and left her a note. Chat knew which locker was hers. Marinette stared at the envelope for what felt like a year before a familiar voice finally moved her from her trance.

“Hey Mari!” Alya yelled from the other end of the hall. Marinette looked up to see her best friend running towards her. “You’re actually on time today” the brunette exclaimed as Marinette quickly stuffed the envelope into her back pocket and flashed a casual smile at her friend.

“I know right?” Marinette joked. “What are the odds?” Alya threw her arms around Marinette in a friendly hug which Mari quickly returned. The two pulled away and Alya gave Marinette a very questioning expression.

“Did you really think I didn’t see you stuff an envelope in your pocket girl? Are you hiding something?” Alya reached around to grab the letter out of Marinette’s back pocket, but Marinette spun around just in time to block her hand.

“It’s just some money Papa gave me for lunch today,” she lied. “If you keep messing around, we’ll both end up late to class this time.” Alya rolled her eyes and gave in. She knew Marinette was right and she didn’t feel like making up an excuse for the both of them. Marinette turned to grab a few books out of her locker and the two girls hurried off towards class.

They entered the classroom together just a minute before the final bell sounded. They quickly went to their seats behind Adrien and Nino and Marinette began spreading her books out on the desk in front of her. She could feel the note in her pocket. ‘What could it possibly say?’ she silently contemplated as she began aimlessly doodling on her notebook.

A friendly voice broke through her thoughts. “Good morning Marinette. Your hair looks really cute today.” Marinette was so lost in thought that she had only barely processed the sentence. Without thinking, she responded to the familiar voice without even a hint of hesitation.

“Goodmorning Adrien, you look cute today too.”

Marinette dropped her pencil flat on the desk in shock. She slowly looked up to see a blushing Adrien staring at her with his jaw hanging slightly open. Alya had almost stopped breathing and Nino had even taken his headphones off in anticipation of Adrien’s response to Marinette’s sudden confidence.

“Thank you!” he exclaimed with the brilliant smile she had fallen in love with years ago.

Marinette managed to stutter a quiet “you’re w-welcome,” before Adrien turned his head to greet Alya and Nino. Chat Noir playing with her brain was either going to do wonders for her relationship with Adrien or land her in the nut house. As she listened to her friends talk, Marinette quietly reached into her pocket to pull out the green envelope. She turned it over in her hands to read the gold lettering once again before bending over to place it inside her backpack. Marinette zipped it shut and sat up to begin doodling in her notebook once more. Little did she know that Adrien had seen her hide the note out of the corner of his eye and his heart was doing silent somersaults in his chest. Marinette had received his note. Marinette was so distracted by the note that she had dared to tell him he looked cute without a single flaw in her speech. These next three days were definitely going to be interesting to say the least.        

I love the game My Candy Love and all but the constant drama just stresses me out and I can’t help but groan. Can I get days where Candy is just having lunch with her friends and exchanging embarrassing stories? Go hang out at the mall while the guys come along for the ride? Or movie nights at someone’s place and binge watch it all? How about sitting at home on a Saturday afternoon just browsing the internet and showing funny pics to her crush/boyfriend?

I just want some normalcy in this game LOL.

hey guys ! (pls excuse the shitty banner once again i can’t edit or anything pls show mercy i’m untalented) i just hit 300 and i don’t want to do another ff and be unoriginal so i’m just gonna mention some of the pals and some of the people i wish i was cool enough to be pals with.

the best buds

@angelusautemdomini kate is my v best internet friend and if it wasn’t for tumblr we would never know each other ???? and i lob her a lot, you should give kate a cheeky follow (also she convinced me to get a kettle and i 10/10 recommend a kettle)

@blazing-eyes he’s a v good friend and i’m glad we get to talk every day he’s actually the sweetest??? ily

@galaxylestrr i lob cam a lot, we bond over cereal and music and he’s just overall an amazing and positive person

@hearcomesthesunflower mary is so sweet and will automatically cheer literally anyone up with her niceness! we bond over tea and she’s just one of the nicest people you could ever know, ily!

@clarabears we aren’t able to talk that much but i still lob u and clara is hilarious and quirky and cute and aesthetic,, give her a cheeky follow

the pals

here’s to all my mutuals which i love but never actually have talked to personally other than asks,reblogs, and replies ???

@takeachillphill @cloudyphilip @shutupsam @softrosehowell @yikesimsam @musclester @sleeplessphilip@lesterdreams  @princephil @devilester

m u t u a l s

here’s to the mutuals that i’ve never talked to but still love and appreciate their blog

@smol-beans-world @charmphil @bork-borf-boof-heck @dansblobfish @bookishlester @agastopiaphan @warmdnp @hornedhoodie @demondannie @beautyboyphil @halcyonhowelll @vloggery @dunspirational  @adorablephilly


um these are the mutuals that are probably way 2 cool to be following me but are anyway, thanks and ily

@lstcr @energeticwarrior @dannylwster @boncasphan @macaronidan @rebranddaniel @philop @lala-phan @gaykery (and also @princephil & @devilester what are y’all doing here um)

um anyway thank you all so much and to all my other mutuals that i didn’t have time to mention i made this vv fast

hi! my name is nikita, and i’m 20 years old. i’m from Kansas (USA). I love art (both creating and admiring), fashion, doing social justice work, going on car trips with no real destination, and popular culture. i love thrifting, horror, and going to cemeteries. i have been learning french for six years, and i am trying to learn italian.

my favorite shows include the x-files, 30 rock, and black mirror, among many others. my favorite movies include almost famous, clueless, silence of the lambs, misery, and girl, interrupted.

i’m looking for a pen pal (from anywhere is great, but it would be cool to talk to someone outside of the country or someone who speaks french or italian) who would want to be either online pals or snail mail/art exchange buds. 

contact me! 
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email: nikita.imafidon @ yahoo . com

Discussion on Recent Post on PJ

AKA Answering Ask Time

Ah man sorry for just suddenly disappearing like that guys. Just I had to take a sudden break from tumblr. Anyway – I got several asks over the hours I was not on there… though I did turn it off at one point due to some hate being sent to me, which I will address below. I decided to go ahead and answer all of the asks that are surrounding the situation that happened and the events that happened due to it in this post. Any other questions that are specifically asking about something else (though mentioning a bit of what happened Monday) I’ll answer on their own and appropriately tag them, since I know a few of you were wondering about PJ a bit.

Anyway! On with the show! I hope that with this I can clear up a bit of things as well as give my thoughts on what you have to say about it! And I’ll be going in a random order with the asks… so bear with me! ^^

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  • Hello peeps! This may be a bad idea but like screw it! I really want to make internet friends so if you are in any of the fandoms tagged below and also want to make friends, I'm here and pretty much always on my phone so I'll pretty much always respond! Also messages are open! Whoop!
Hey, Hot Stuff {Zen x MC}

           Hey you guys, yes! I am back! After about… what has it been, two weeks after basically ghosting you all I am here. I’m sorry that I’ve been gone for so long. I’ve just been really busy… and depressed… but now I’m slightly less of both of those things. I promise that I will be better at writing more. I would like to thank my amazing friend @yuri-on-a-messenger for allowing me to use her username as the Tumblr user you were messaging in this fic. She writes amazing stuff, so go check her blog out. I love her so much and you should love her too, tbh. She’s awesome.

Anyways, 고고씽~!


           Sitting in Jaehee’s café next to Zen after practice for his latest musical never really seemed like a bad idea before. Even when you got there it didn’t seem like too bad of an idea. That was until one of your best friends sent you a message through Tumblr. That’s how you had met, and though you had never met in person, you considered yourselves to be incredibly close. That being said, honestly, it was not the time for what the conversation had led up to. Zen was talking to Jaehee for the time being, so you figured that you might as well just answer.

           yuri-on-a-messenger: Hey, (MC). What are you doing?

           (MC): Nothing much. I met a friend at a café after he finished practice.

           Seconds later, she responded.

           yuri-on-a-messenger: Ooooh. Is this friend who I think he is?

           You rolled your eyes at her blatant teasing. Regardless, you complied in answering her

           (MC): Maaaaaaybe…

           yuri-on-a-messenger: “He’s just so nice and caring. I think he’s just, like, the best guy ever. And his acting! Don’t even get me started on his acting! The way he gets into character is just amazing!”

           (MC): Shut up! I don’t talk like that.

           yuri-on-a-messenger: Dude

           yuri-on-a-messenger: I have the receipts

           yuri-on-a-messenger: Don’t even try me because I will send them

           (MC): Okay, okay. I’ll admit that I do like him. But, again, like I’ve said, he’s a celebrity. I’m just his friend and moral supporter. I don’t rea-

           In the middle of typing your message, you got interrupted by a certain someone sitting next to you in the booth. “So, who are you texting? What are you talking about?” He asked jokingly.

           Bringing your phone to your chest, you glance up timidly, “Nothing. No one. Why?” You stuttered.

           He got a slightly annoyed look on his face, “Well don’t explode. It was just a question.” He responded with a bit of attitude.

           Maybe it was because you had never held back who you had been texting, or about what, from him. But you didn’t really pay mind to that when it came to the fact that you had been talking about him. “It was, um, just a friend. I was talking to a friend. Yeah.” You managed to let out.

           “A friend, huh?” He interrogated.

           “Mmhmm.” You replied, nodding hastily.

           “Okay.” Was all he said, but he didn’t buy a word that came out of your mouth. You saw him passive-aggressively sipping his drink, and with that, you automatically changed the subject.


           A friend? What kind of “friend”? He thought, racking his brain for any ideas. This had never happened before. When did (MC) start hiding her conversations from him, the actor thought. His eyes widened at his next thought. What if it was a guy that she had met? Is that why she didn’t want to tell him?

           Zen felt metaphorical smoke leave his ears. He couldn’t even fathom why he felt so blatantly possessive of her. He couldn’t help it. They were such good friends that he had to protect her. That was the reason why right?


           Sighing, you threw yourself onto the bed in your apartment. You were no longer living in at Rika’s anymore so you could throw yourself anywhere in the house without worry. You fiddled with your phone, attempting to message your friend again. It had been a few weeks since you had last seen Zen. Lately, he hadn’t really been talking to you, in the messenger, or in a private thread. He hadn’t even invited you out or sent a text to see if you were even doing okay. Besides hiding your messages to your friend, about him, from him, what had you done wrong? Why was he acting this way towards you? You had a right to your privacy, right? At least that’s what you thought.

           (MC): Yo, yo. What’s up?

           It took the college student time to respond, but within minutes, you heard your phone chime

           yuri-on-a-messenger: Please never say that again.

           (MC): What? I just asked ‘what’s up?’

           yuri-on-a-messenger: You’re not going to make me repeat it, are you?

           (MC): Ha-ha, no.

           You responded as you heard a knock on the door. Setting your phone on the coffee table by the door, you answered it.

           Lo and behold, a certain white-haired actor stood in front of you. “Oh, hey, Zen. You’re here?” You blurted out as if it were a question.

           He cleared his throat, awkwardly. It was unlike him. Usually, he was so suave and collected. “Uh, yeah. Sorry for intruding.”

           “Oh… It’s no problem. Come in.” You responded, leading him to the couch.

           “So, what have you been up to?” He started off, awkwardly.

           “Nothing much. I took a cool picture of my latte this morning, but that’s pretty much it.” You responded, picking your phone up off the table and handing it to him.

           You two were so close that, of course, he knew your password. You took your phone briefly to pull it up and then gave it back to him. He looked at the picture and smiled. Maybe you had gone a tad overboard with it, adding whipped cream and cinnamon atop the hot beverage. “Looks like you knew what you were doing” He commented.

           You giggled, “Not really. I just try really hard” You let out as a message notification sounded from your phone. Zen looked down at it impulsively, as did you.

           yuri-on-a-messenger: So, what’s up, hot stuff? Sorry I…

The preview read. These kinds of teasing nicknames were commonplace in your friendship. Of course, Zen didn’t know that, nor did he know who this was. Of course, it was only natural that he would jump to conclusions.

           You saw rage bubble behind his normally kind, yet intense eyes. He promptly gave passed the device back to you. “You might want to answer that,” he mumbled.

           “I…” you started, “Okay. I guess so.” You said, responding to the conversation. You let her know that it was okay that she was busy, and that you were busy at the moment, too. As soon as you finished, you turned your attention back to the man sitting next to you. He was leaning towards you when you turned away, only to find him leaning against the other armrest, mindlessly scrolling through his SNS feed. “Zen? Are you alright” There was concern lacing your words.

           He, though, clearly tried to play this off as if he was just fine. “Peachy. Why do you ask?” He deadpanned.

           “You’re such a liar. You say you’re fine, yet you make no effort to appear that way.” Maybe you were trying to provoke him. You knew that he would let his true feelings out if you pushed hard enough.

           “I’m not lying, though.” He responded. “I am fine.”

           “Then, if you’re so ‘fine’, why won’t you even look at me when you talk to me?” You pushed.

           “Because I can’t stand the idea of you possibly being in a relationship with someone that isn’t me. There, I said it! Are you happy now? Will you stop pushing me and asking so many questions? Will you stop trying to provoke me?” He rambled, raising his voice. Instinctively, you backed up a little from where you were sitting. Realising what he had just said, he looked down. You could tell he didn’t intend to let all of those feelings and emotions out.

           Sighing, you got down on the floor, and kneeled down in front of him, taking his hands. “Zen…” You paused, resting your fingers under his chin as you guided his eyes to meet yours. Reluctantly, he complied. “Why would you ever even begin to think that I would be in a relationship with anyone right now?”

           “Well, for starters, ‘what’s up, hot stuff?’” He answered, making air quotes.

           “Nothing much, you?” You joked, attempting to lighten the mood.

           “No, I meant-

           “I know what you meant. You want to see a picture of who I was talking to?” He nodded slowly. “Okay… Just give me a second.” You swiftly pulled up the messages and showed him the profile picture of the account. It showed a glasses-clad girl with blonde hair.

           “Who’s this?” He asked, obviously confused.

           “This,” you said, shaking your phone, “is one of my closest internet friends. I met her through mutual interests, and we talk all the time. We’re so close that we just use random nicknames like ‘hot stuff’, just to mess with each other.”

           “Is this who you were talking to that day at Jaehee’s?” He went on to ask. You nodded, a smile donning your face. “Then… Why did you hide the messages?”

           “Well… She was kinda teasing me about you. I had told her that I was with you and she started to say all these things that I had told her in the past.”


           “How I said that you were a great actor… And how you shone up on stage… And how you were really attractive.”

           “And?” He teased. He could probably tell that you were holding something back.

           “And how I have a huge crush on you.”

           “Do you, now?”

           You laughed, “Yes… I guess you could say that you got what you wanted.”

           His smile changed to an expression of confusion. “What do you mean?”

           “I’m not in a relationship with anyone.”

           “Well,” he paused, “maybe we’ll just have to change that.” He replied, pulling you up to him and kissing you softly on your cheek, “What do you say?”

           Smiling, you nodded, and he took that as an opportunity to tenderly press his lips to yours.