Okay so I noticed that a few (a lot tbh) writers and readers have this issue with trying to tag someone, but their url not popping up OR it doesn’t link and notify them. As a writer and reader, this is annoying and frustrating. So here’s what you (reader) can do!
Go into settings and click on your main or side blog
Scroll down until you find “Privacy”
Make sure you have the first two switched on, like so:
I’ve always had the first switch on, so I truthfully can’t tell you that it will affect the tagging system. If you’re really adamant about keeping it off, then turn it off. But if you’re still not getting tagged/not showing up, then turn it on.
This one is a MUST. Having this turned off is basically making you nonexistent. Your url/blog will not show up in any kind of search, either from tumblr or google or whatever engine you use. If you keep it off, your url will not show up at all in the search/tagging system. Keep it on.
I had my blog flagged for NSFW because I would have the occasional nsfw post. For some reason (I haven’t figured out why yet) if you have this switched on, you won’t pop up in the search/tagging system. If you’re a hardcore adult-orientated blog, then it’s your choice if you want to keep your blog flagged, or be tagged in a fic.
If you (writer) still can’t tag the reader, then it might be because of:
Main or side blog is protected by a password
Blog is blocked (Person A cannot tag Person B because Person Bblocked Person A)
Tumblr is being a sack of burning shit more likely than the two above
could you please tell us about some Filipino monsters?
Oh man there are A Lot because there are different versions in different regions and tribes it will take me forever just to list half of them (this is honestly why I should continue making that original comic lmao). Almost everyone here believes in spirits and monsters to some extent, it’s rarer to find someone who doesn’t. The most famous one, the one everyone’s feared since pre-colonial times, is the aswang. It has a lot of types that varies per region but usually it’s an extremely strong and fast shapeshifter, a ghoul that hunts at night and preys on people, especially small children and infants and it can be anyone in your neighborhood during daytime. Stories say you can befriend it and that the aswang will make an exception for you if you’re its friend (this just means it won’t eat you lmao). It can’t be harmed by sunlight but it can be killed through burning, decapitation, holy water, and be hurt or even killed by a whip made out of a stingray’s tail so back then and even now in some rural parts it’s common to see elders with those whips + a bolo knife whenever they go outside at night. Most people nowadays aren’t very superstitious anymore but the aswang is still a huge part of our culture. There’s even an annual festival in Capiz that celebrates the myth of the aswang and other creatures in Philippine folklore.
“We were staying in Paris, to get away from your parents”
“ If we go down then we go down together”
You had very strict parents and when it came to dating your parents were totally against you dating someone they had never met but you had fallen in love with and had started dating WWE top superstar Seth Rollins. You had kept this relationship secret from your parents because you knew that in the end if they had found out you would have been in serious trouble. But you loved Seth and you wasn’t going to end if for no one.
This weekend, WWE was going to be in France which was really close to where you lived maybe a couple of hours of flying to be exact and Seth had invited you to stay with him that weekend. The only problem you had was trying to persuade your parents to go! You couldn’t tell them the truth about who you was going to be with but you didn’t want to miss out on this golden chance to be with your boyfriend while he was on the road. The only way out of this was to lie to your parents, you hated lying to them but surely a little white lie couldn’t hurt.
“Mum, can I ask you a question?” You said nervously walking into the kitchen trying to hide the fact you was about to lie to her.
“Sure, what’s up darling?” She said with a smile on her face, why did she have to always be so innocent with you, this was going to be harder than you thought.
“Erm, a few of my girlfriends are heading to Paris tomorrow and I was wondering if I could possibly go with them?” You started to play with your jumper sleeve trying to not make eye contact.
“How long will you be gone for? You know your father and I hate it when you go out for long periods.” She replied with concern in her voice.
“It’s not that long just for the weekend, leave Friday to come back Monday morning!” you tried to act as if you weren’t nervous as hell right now.
“Hmm, well I will have to speak to your father but I don’t see the problem, as long as you keep in touch with us.” She said smiling at you.
“Thanks, mum!” You said running up to her and giving her a big hug, although you still felt bad that you had lied to her just a little bit.
That evening, your father had returned and had a long conversation with your mother about whether or not that you could travel to France. Hoping that he wouldn’t ask for the small details in between.because you knew you couldn’t keep lying to your parents they may be strict but you loved them and you knew it would kill them to find out you had lied to them. Eventually, they both had come to an agreement that you could finally go to Paris with your friends, You excitedly ran up to them hugging them and running off to go pack for your trip. You got to your room and decided to text Seth the exciting news.
Seth, they said yes! I may have lied and said you were a couple of my girlfriends though, so please meet me at the airport instead! Love you x
You grabbed your suitcase and started packing for the weekend. You had never been this excited for a while, finally some time with Seth without having to worry that your parents would walk into you guys or them finding out you was with him. Your phone buzzed;
Damn, never knew you were such a good liar ;) Guess you could say we are staying in Paris to get away from your parents… sounds like one of your favorite songs! I can’t wait, baby, see you tomorrow! Love you more x
The day had arrived, you had packed all your stuff up and headed downstairs to say goodbye to your parents for the weekend. You had ordered yourself a taxi and had enough time to grab breakfast. Before you knew it you were saying goodbye to your parents and heading to Paris with Seth, although, all you could think about in the back of your mind was that someone or someway your parents were going to find out the truth and know you had lied to them. But there was no turning back now and the excitement took over your whole body and all the bad thoughts and regret you had slowly faded, this is what you wanted and you were old enough to make your own decisions now.
The taxi pulled up to the airport and driver helped you out of the car and received your luggage out of the trunk of the car. You thanked him and handed him and tip heading into the airport now the next mission was to actually find Seth in the swarm of people. It didn’t take you long to notice a guy standing by the check-in with another two similar built guys. You could tell exactly who they were just by their backs, it was Seth, Roman, and Dean! You rushed over and tapped the guy in the middle on the back. Seth turned around and as soon as he noticed it was you his smile grew wide and he pulled you into a warm hug lasting longer than normal. Once Seth had finally let go Roman and Dean both hugged you.
“Hey, Y/N” Roman said before turning and talking to the guy that was sorting out the tickets.
“Hey!” You replied.
“Still can’t believe you lied to your parents,” Dean said shoving you playfully.
“Why did you tell them?!” You turned to Seth trying to act tough.
“It’s not my fault you lied.” He replied with a smirk on his face.
“I hate you, I will get you back.” You replied, playfully turning your back on him.
“Oh, tough words.” Dean Mocked. You hated them so much but at the same time you couldn’t help but love them. Finally, Roman had returned with everyone’s ticket sorted out and you all headed to security to start boarding the plane.
The time had arrived and Roman, Dean, Seth and you all boarded the plane getting to your seats. Everything was okay until you had realized that Roman had got your seat right in between Dean and Seth. This means that it was going to be one hell of a ride and you really hoped that the flight was extremely quick so you could get out of this situation. Time went by and it really wasn’t as bad as you thought it was going to be Seth and Dean both played fairly and hadn’t actually tried to wind you up during this flight as much as you thought they were going to do.Later that evening, Dean and Roman had both fallen asleep which had left you and Seth as alone as you would get on the plane.
“I missed you,” Seth said turning to face you more.
“I missed you more.” You replied intertwining your fingers with his.
“I’m glad you’re coming with me this weekend, don’t think I could go another day without being with you. As he lightly kissed your forehead. This moment was perfect, the night sky sparkling while you cuddled up to Seth, you never knew you needed someone or something so bad as you did with this moment. You couldn’t understand why your parents wouldn’t accept Seth he treated you like a queen, he always put you first and you wish your parents could see Seth the way you saw him but they never would, he wasn’t the ideal boyfriend your parents wanted you to be with but that was going to stop you.
Finally, the plane had landed and you and the boys got off the plane and headed to the transport that was going to get you all to the hotel you were all staying in. You grabbed your suitcase as you went passed and headed to the hotel, The journey to the hotel was pretty average it wasn’t as long as you thought it was going to be and you all had a lovely chat while getting there about life and wrestling since you hadn’t seen any of them since they went back on the US leg of the tour.
That evening, once everyone was settled you, Seth, Dean, and Roman all decided to go grab something to eat, it was in a small cafe just outside your hotel. You took in the beautiful sights while everyone was making small talk. You couldn’t believe that you were here in such a beautiful country, not just that but you was here with the man that you loved going to see him do the thing he does best. The thought of lying to your parents had completely left your mind and all you could feel was love and happiness, this is where you belonged this is where you wanted to be, in beautiful countries with the people you love.
After dinner, you all made your way back to your hotel room and all decided you were just going to relax for the rest of the evening, While you were walking back you decided to prank Dean by stepping on the back of his shoes making him trip, he gathered his balance before he hit the ground. Turning around and staring right at you and Seth.
“Who the hell did that?” Dean asked stopping in his tracks blocking you and Seth from walking anymore.
“Seth.” You said pointing right at him, trying your hardest to hold in your laugh.
“What?! No, she did it.” Seth said with a confusing look on his face.
“No, not at all.” You replied acting as innocent as possible.
“If we go down, then we go down together,” Seth replied why staring at you sarcastically.
“I don’t care, you both are going to get it, maybe not today or tomorrow but I’ll get both of you back!” Dean marched off to catch up with Roman before either of you could reply.
“Why? Why would do that.” Seth said playfully pushing you.
“I told you, I would get you back.” You said bursting into laughter.
“I hate you.” He said before grabbing your hand and intertwining your fingers.
“Sure you do.” You replied lightly kissing his cheek.
“But you do know I’ll get you back, this is war now Y/N.” He said as you both walked back to the hotel. You loved the fact you could have a relationship where neither of you had to be serious. You wish you could stay in this moment forever.
You got her name because her parents thought that they were getting a son (“You” can be used for both males and females). The exact origin of the name is a combination of the phrase that Mrs. Watanabe associates the most with her husband (“yousoro”, which would later on become You’s own catchphrase) and the term that Captain Watanabe associates the most with his wife (the kanji for You’s name is associated with “sun”, “glorious”, “bright”, etc.).
You’s dad was actually a little disappointed when he found out that You was a girl, because he had hopes of going on father-son adventures with his firstborn. Then baby You’s first word turned out to be “Papa”, and he instantly fell in love. You also grew up to be quite the tomboy, so You’s dad ended up having adventures with his firstborn anyway, with the added bonus of having a daughter who looked really cute in a sailor uniform.
Captain Watanabe taught You self-defense techniques because no way in hell are any perverts gonna have their way with his precious daughter!!! He made sure that she could even fight back against someone as large as him (a fully-grown muscular man), so it’s no wonder that You easily overpowered Mari in Episode 11.
You’s dad is a fantastic cook - especially when he’s drunk. He’ll get very odd cravings which, when combined with his drunken state, leads to strange but delicious new recipes. You has a very good sense of smell (*sniff sniff* a uniform!) so no matter what god-awful hour it is in the night, she’ll wake up when her dad starts cooking. Over the years, she’s picked up a lot of his techniques. This is why You was able to improvise a dish from Mari’s Stewshine and Yohane’s Tears of a Fallen Angel in Episode 10.
Mrs. Watanabe is actually terrible at household chores. You loves salisbury steak because it’s one of the few dishes that her mom can make without creating an utter disaster. You knows her dad’s curry recipe by heart because she learned it at a very young age out of desperation. She’s pretty much in charge of doing the sewing when Captain Watanabe needs his uniforms fixed as well.
You tends to bicker a lot with her mom, since Mrs. Watanabe is the stricter parent (out of necessity: Captain Watanabe is gone most of the time due to his job as a ferry captain, so he endlessly spoils You in the rare moments that he’s home). Mrs. Watanabe is the classic “screams-when-she’s-angry” type, while You, of course, takes after her dad and gets very quiet and withdrawn when she’s upset. Their fights tend to be about minor things though (e.g. staying up late, sub-par test scores), so they’re usually resolved pretty quickly and the two will be back to normal after a day or so.
You inherited her wavy hair and sunny disposition from her mom. When she was younger, Mrs. Watanabe was very self-conscious about how frizzy her hair would get whenever it was rainy or humid, and used to be bullied because of it. Then one day, the stoic boy who sat in the back of the classroom suddenly walked up to her and said, in a quiet but deep voice, “I think your hair is beautiful, so please don’t let it keep you from showing that bright smile of yours.” No one dared to tease her again after that.
Even though that was years ago, Mrs. Watanabe is still a little sensitive about her hair. When she found out that she passed along this trait to her daughter, she made sure to keep You’s hair short because she didn’t want her daughter to go through the same thing. Luckily, You didn’t mind since she preferred having short hair for practical reasons (i.e. easier to manage when swimming).
If you couldn’t tell from that clichéd-sounding romantic line before, You picked up her charms from her dad. They’re both naturals when it comes to making girls swoon.
You’s dad and mom were each other’s first love (You’s dad was a bit of a playboy so he dated a number of girls, but You’s mom was the first person he truly loved) and their story is basically straight out of a shoujo manga: happy-go-lucky heroine falls for the strong-and-silent boy who will do anything to protect her.
You’s parents started dating in high school, but had to separate for a few years because You’s dad went to work aboard a ship in order to gain experience for becoming a captain. Before he left, he told You’s mom, “No matter where I go, my heart will always be with you, so…will you wait for me?” and then bent down on one knee and reached into his pocket to pull out a small box and oh god I’m grossing myself out with the amount of cheese here so I’m just gonna stop lol.
Later on, when You’s parents find out that their daughter is gay, Mrs. Watanabe smacks her husband and tells him, “See, this is all your fault for being so overprotective! Since you insisted on sending her to girls’ schools and kept threatening to kill any boys that got close to her, you’ve turned her into a skirt-chaser. Just look at your daughter’s shameless flirting with her 17 girlfriends, goddamn it!”
You’s dad is very conflicted about this. On the one hand, he had always been lowkey worried that You would fall for some cocky sailor boy because of her obsession with uniforms, so he’s glad that this nightmare will never come true. On the other hand, he now fears that one day his daughter will get lynched by the fathers of the countless girls who’ve fallen under the Watanabae spell.
The next father-daughter late-night cooking session has Captain Watanabe awkwardly clearing his throat and saying, “Look, you know I’ll always support you…so if you ever want any advice on dating girls and, er…other things…I’m here for you…”
You contemplates taking her dad’s shot glass and chugging down his drink because this is not a conversation that she wants to have while sober.
“…please Papa, let’s just finish frying this kiwi.”
Later on when You does drink, her cocktails of choice are things like daiquiris and mojitos and long island iced teas. Everyone is somewhat bemused by this since they’re such fruity drinks, until they remember these all have a hearty amount of rum and other hard liquors in them, and You usually gulps down glass after glass of these “girly” concoctions.
You’s personal favorite was introduced to her by Mari, and contains gin, rum, tequila, vodka, Blue Curacao liqueur, sweet and sour mix, and 7-Up. The name of this cocktail: “Adios Motherfucker”.
And I'll be here by the ocean just waiting for proof
That there's sunsets and silhouette dreams
All my sandcastles fall like the ashes of cigarettes
And every wave drags me to sea
I could stand here for hours just to ask God the question
"Is everyone here make believe?"
With a tear in His voice, he says "Son, that's the question."
Does this deafening silence mean nothing
To no one but me?
You would think that just using the wrong flag on Snapchat wouldn’t call for much of an apology like this, right? Just a simple “oops!” and then it could be laughed off, but nothing is ever that simple when it comes to Tiffany. Sure, this is the second time she’s used the wrong flag emoji to describe where she’s traveling to, but that doesn’t warrant the outright disrespect she received for her simple mistake. Calling her stupid, dumb, illiterate, saying she’s a disgrace to all Americans everywhere, it’s all unnecessary and you’re only doing it because it’s Tiffany who made the mistake. And you know what else, people were going on about how she “used the Irish flag”, but the flag she used wasn’t Ireland’s, either. The flag she mistakenly used was the Ivory Coast’s flag. This just proves that people wanted an excuse to hate on Tiffany and call her stupid– as if they don’t do it enough already. Not knowing flags doesn’t measure someone’s intelligence as a whole, so people really have no excuse to be calling her all of these names. And frankly, I’d like to see the people who hated on her for this name even half the flags on that emoji list. Why does everyone love to publicly humiliate Tiffany until she’s forced to post some sort of apology for a simple and harmless mistake? I hope you all are happy with yourselves.
Sorry for this super basic banner, I literally have no photoshop skills. This is my v first follow forever and i decided to make it today, December 28th, on my 1 year anniversary for this blog! So here are all the people who’s made my year, you’re all literal babes. Love you, happy new year! .xx