Okay so like the other day I saw a confession that basically said that Shino had a deeper relationship with Kirito than Asuna and I literally wanted to flip my desk over like have they even SEEN the Aincrad Arc???
PEOPLE ARE AMAZING JUST AMAZING I DONT GET THAT???????
Sinon and Kirito have a great platonic best friend bond. Asuna and Kirito are literally soul mates. They are literally each other’s other half. He will never EVER have a bond like that with someone ever again. Not even just the fact that nobody will ever understand what they went through together, like she is his every equal and they complete each other oh my god
I’ve decided to join in on these OTP week things and host a komasa week! I’ve created a secondary blog for it here, so we can have everything in one place. The tag tag komasaweek will have to be in the first five tags in order for me to keep track of everything. Or you can submit here, and it will post straight to the blog!
Im accepting submissions of any sort, art, fic, quote, video, poetry, headcannons, as long as it’s komasa/masako anything goes! Nsfw is acceptable, but please make sure it is tagged as such!
I’ve decided on the prompts for each day. They’re not mandatory, but I thought they could be fun if anyone wants to take a shot at them.
Day 1: Reincarnation Day 2: Gakuen Day 3: Separation Day 4: Confession Day 5: Marriage Day 6: Royalty Day 7:Gangster/Mafia
That’s about it! Tell you’re friends, and spread the word! If you have any questions feel free to contact me.
As many of you know I’ve just had two family members pass away within 3 weeks of each other. So my confession making has been slow. I also have many things to do for my classes as the semester is ending in less than a month. So here’s what can be expected over the next few days:
Confessions will be posted tomorrow into Monday and Tuesday.
Tattoo/Amon post (A few people have commented on my tattoo recently and also asked why I chose that specific design, and about my love for the character so I am going to answer that publicly).
As a young African American female, I sometimes feel ashamed and out of place revieling my race to people on the Internet because my interests don’t “correlate” with my race. But I’m finally feeling a bit comfortable with myself, my skin, my hair, my voice and my personality. Its been an incredibly long journey and I’ve been struggling with an overwhelming amount of self hatred and depression, so im doing this as a way to show myself that im accomplishing something.
I am not ugly. I am not stupid. I am not a failure. I am not a waste. I DESERVE TO BE ALIVE AND HEALTHY.
Imagine Loki somehow believing that Earth Day is the last day before the world ends, so he admits that he loves you. However, when the world doesn’t end, he gets embarrassed that he told you and runs away.
You run after him and admit that you have the same feelings before pulling him into a kiss.
First when I discovered FT fanfics, I loved those ones where Lucy was real strong with many magics and stuff. Now I realize that I was a fool and that Lucy already has an powerful magic to use. Stupid me.
–submitted by anonymous
“You loved me more than I cared to give back. You gave me the best gifts of affection you could think of: a freshly picked narcissus, chocolate on Valentine’s Day, an umbrella over my head on a rainy school day, and a brave confession the week before Christmas.
I may never have loved you the same, for all that I’ve done to protect you, but I certainly cared.
I may never have loved you the same, but believe me sweetheart, you didn’t bare your heart in vain.
Thus then forgive me sweetheart, for not loving you the same, and for breaking that golden heart. Though you taught me something important that day you gave me your confession:
I am loved, I can be loved, and I will never forget you.”
“A year ago, my class had a Disney Ditch Day. It was my first time, and the only thing I wanted was to get some Dole Whip. When we arrived, there was no line. I was happy and ready to pay, but my friends really wanted to chase a guy around the park, and told me that we could come back later. When we went back in the afternoon, there was a huge line and after waiting for a while, the machines broke down. I never got the one thing I’d come for and I’ve held a grudge against my friends ever since.”