the ship that damned us all to hell

anonymous asked:

So to escape being called a pedo you use American laws and definitions? Use the actual Russian ones you dipshit. Your whole damn otp would have Otabek in fucking prison for a few years all for the sake of your creepy fujoshi needs. 'well America says it's this despite the fact that we're dealing with Russian laws so the people who voted Trump must be right!'. Fucking morons the lot of you.

First of all….what the hell.

How the fuck is Trump related to any of this. Holy heck. I didn’t even vote for Trump so this is just unappealing to me….

You antis will do anything to embarrass yourselves and it doesn’t make any sense..

Also, I’m not “escaping” being called a pedo first of all. If we ship things in the US, we go by our laws. Because we live in the US and create fanfictions in the US. Therefore, we have to go by our laws because we are IN the USA. Got it?

So if you want the Russian pov of pedophilia, Yurio would have to be 14 and under for it to be a crime. People in Russia get castrated for performing sex crimes with minors (14 and younger. So this wouldn’t be a pedophilia act because Yurio is 15/16.

And my “creepy fujoshi needs”? What the hell. All i see is a healthy relationship that crosses no illegal laws whatsoever. All I see is you whiny antis that just want to hate because you have nothing better to do.

So there you go. You are wrong yet agains and I am honestly so tired of you uneducated antis. You are the literal embarrassment of the fandom.

Please get education. Thank you. Have a lovely otayuri day.

I find it funny that the show runners said Riverdale wasn’t “fanfiction” and yet it’s literally a shitty ooc murder mystery au? Like?? Completely obliterating multiple characters’ previously established canon characterization that has endured for 70+ years??? Adding an unnecessary white het ship while erasing a character’s identity?? Ignoring WOC that had way more compelling storylines than said white ship?? Attempting to make it dark and edgy but just making it boring?? Stereotyping the hell out of the only LGBTQ+ character (because they erased the other!) and other characters using and manipulating him?? Completely forgetting about the murder mystery?? NOT COMPLETELY DAMNING PEDOPHILIA??? This seems to be some dudebro’s crytyped fic more than anything tbh

When fanfic changes you,

(Not easily conquered)

“She’ll say yes. She’d say yes if you asked right now. She’d wear a God damn ring from a Cracker Jack box if it was all you had, trust me on that. She’s your forever girl. At least those are the things I’m gonna tell you the night before you propose, nervous and pacing and wanting to practice on me. 

Then again, maybe I won’t live to see it. Sometimes I hope to God I won’t. 

When it comes right down to it I don’t know that I’ll be able to do it. I don’t know if I’ve got it in me; I don’t know if I can just stand there while you seal the deal.

I’m no good at watching you walk away from me. 

The God’s honest truth is that I ain’t ever gonna love again. She’s your true north. I know what that means, because you’re mine.“

I don’t normally do this, make a whole new post and tag people to recommend a story but when you come across a fic that touches you so deeply as this one has touched me, you make an exception.

I’ve never been much of a shipper, quite the opposite actually, and when people recommended me Stucky fics in the past I was always hesitant and said that ‘it wasn’t my thing’. Even though I had no issues with the pairing. I just didn’t feel it. 

I didn’t get it before. And then I read this story and I sure as hell get it now.
And boy do I feel it too! In fact I am drowning in feels, you warned me @lowkeysebastianstan, I should have known.

I lack the words to describe how well written this fic is and how emotional it makes you. It pulls you in and holds you and when it’s done you’re the one who can’t let go. 

Words are incredibly powerful tools, this story is the perfect example of that.

“The closest I’ve ever been to the Garden of Eden is the genesis on the battlefield when the shrapnel’s still falling like hail on a tin roof. You look at me with those blue eyes all hot and electric in your face, blood on your cheek, soot smudged over your nose. Bone of my bones. 

Were you taken from my rib? You must have been, or maybe I was made from yours. And God damn, I want it. I want back inside you. I want you now, same as I wanted you before, prettier than hell even with a bloodied nose and split knuckles. Don’t care you were smaller. Liked it, even — same as I like you this way too. You make me hungry. You understand? You make me hungry.”

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Unpopular Opinion: Riverdale

Ok, Ya’ll not gonna like this, but its Unpopular Opinion time on all the characters/ships on Riverdale.

Beronica: For God’s sakes, the reach for this is incredible. They kissed once and all of a sudden damn the show to hell for queerbaiting.  There is no sexual tension between Betty and Veronica, like at all. This is wish fulfillment on the part of the fandom that hates the straights, lol.  It annoys me so much because they remind me of me and my best friend (who I have kissed for the sake of guys watching us in high school because we were dumb like that) and they have such a strong, powerful friendship but that’s never enough for you people.

Jughead: Juggie is like my kid. Which is why I get annoyed with the acephobic comments, cause its uncalled for. SEXUALITY IS A SPECTRUM!!!! ( it took me years to figure out what the hell I identify as) We have no idea what the relationship between him and Betty even is and ya’ll acting like Jug is Archie and is gonna be all of a sudden focused on sex when that is nowhere near how his character is portrayed. Just because he kisses someone, doesn’t make him not ace, even if he’s had sex with someone, doesn’t make him not ace. And further more just because he’s sexual now, doesn’t mean he can’t be asexual later. And even then half of you crying about Ace!Jughead are Jarchie shippers so I don’t wanna HEAR IT.

Kevin: and the gay kid who’s actually here and giving life every episode is too “gay” for you guys. No, it would be so much better is he was dark, closeted, with a tragic home life. But because he out, doesn’t apologize for it, and has insanely funny one liners, he’s a trope. In the comic’s Kevin IS one of Veronica’s best friends, you all are always going back to comic book accuracy but for Kevin it’s not good enough? And ya’ll act like he’s on a Kurt from Glee level, but he’s not. Not even close. He fits maybe two gay stereotypes. Plus Kevin X Joaquin was the greatest thing ever, so I’m gonna sit on that ship deck all by my damn self if that’s the case.  

Archie X Grundy: Yes, we know it was horrible and disgusting. What point is being missed is that the writers wrote it that way. No one was supposed to feel good about Grundy, and people are saying the show “glamorizes” pedophilia is wayyy off base. With that said the lady got issues, she’s crazy, and she was emotionally damaging to Archie. But the plot did serve a purpose, highlighting Juggies and Archie’s friendship and developing the HELL out of Betty.  Now as far as putting her in jail, this isn’t law and order. Most sex crimes go unreported. More importantly this is at the discretion of the victim! Unless they are too young to make their wishes known, it is not anyone’s job to go on a crusade on behalf of a victim who doesn’t want or need that. Archie is a train wreck, let the lady go, and focus on Archie who is like not okay.

She Was Mine// Bellamy Blake

Requested by : Can you make an imagine where Bellamy and the reader are a couple? When Murphy hangs him, she is also there. Murphy is in love with her, so he starts touching her in an uncomfortable way for her. When all ends, Bellamy hugs her and both of them cry?

Word count: 964

“What do we need gun powder for?” You asked Jasper, sitting down in the drop ship.

“Raven wants them to make more landmines.” Jasper said, putting some in different pot. You started going to the bottom of the drop ship, catching Murphy pulling a bag from Myles’ face. 

“He stopped breathing, I was trying to help him.” Murphy said, moving the bag away. 

Jasper eyeballed the gun, about to reach for it when Murphy grabbed it, aiming it at Jasper. 

“Murphy, put the gun down,” you said, raising your hands. “It’s cool, it’s alright.”

“No, it’s not,” he said as you slipped your hand into your pocket, pressing the radio button. “You know what’ll happen to me if you tell Bellamy.”

“Tell Bellamy what?” His voice rang in from the radio in your pocket. You sighed, clenching your teeth.

“Give me the radio, y/n.” Murphy said, extending his hand to you. You pulled the radio from your pocket, backing up before quickly speaking into it.

“Murphy has a gun! He killed Myles!” You said before he snatched the radio from you, your back hitting a wall. The drop ship door started to close and you knew you were screwed. 

“Murphy! Open the damn door! Murphy, what the hell are you doing?” Bellamy shouted into the radio.

“You try to be a hero, y/n dies.” Murphy said, the gun trained on you.

“Murphy, I know you can hear me,” Bellamy said through the radio. “All our ammo and food is in the middle level. You know that. You’re leaving us vulnerable to an attack. I can’t let that happen.”

“In case you haven’t noticed, you’re not exactly in control right now.” He said, putting a gag over your and Jasper’s mouth.

“You don’t want to hurt y/n, you want to hurt me. So, what do you say? How about you trade her for me? All you have to do is let her go, and I’ll take her place.” Bellamy says.

“No!” You yelled, the gag muffling your voice.

“You open the door, I walk in, she walks out. Simple.” 

“You try anything, one goes in her leg.” Murphy says as he unties me, standing me at the door. 

The doors opened and Bellamy came in, then the doors started closing and Murphy pushed you towards it but you pushed back, yelling for Jasper to go. He hesitates before running and going outside. 

“Y/n, what the hell you doing?” Bellamy asked, grabbing your arm.

“Nope.” Murphy said, putting the gun between you. He makes Bellamy connect too ends of a seat belt together, putting it into a noose. He made you sit down, tying your hands behind your back.

“What do you want? You want me to apologize?” Bellamy said. 

“You got it all wrong, Bellamy, I don’t want you to say anything. I want you to feel what I felt, and then-then I want you to die.” 

“No!” You yelled, tears burning your eyes. 

“Bellamy, put your head in,” Murphy orders, but Bellamy objects and Murphy points the gun at you. “Put it around your neck.”

He caved, putting the belt around his neck, Murphy holding the opposite end. He pulled it, the belt tightening around Bellamy’s neck.

“Stop it!” You screamed, your eyes connecting with Bellamy’s.

“You know, I wouldn’t be as mad as you would usually think someone like me would, but that fact that you stole the one girl I knew I loved,” Murphy said, coming over to you. “I have been in love with you since the moment you walked into that cell block, but you fell for him.”

“For him?” he yelled angrily. “I hadn’t done anything but be a good friend to you and you repay me by getting with Bellamy Blake, who is about as heartless as someone could be.”

“You’re wrong,” your voice sounded firm rather than shaky. “You were never my friend, you stalked me, you wouldn’t leave me alone, John, that isn’t normal.”

He came over, his hands finding your face. “Bellamy loves with the fullest of his heart and doesn’t do anything he doesn’t think is right.”

“Him?” he said, looking into your eyes. “What does he have that don’t?”

“It’s just-”

He leaned forward, pressing his lips against yours. You squirmed against his hands as they gripped your hips, making you uncomfortable. 

“Hey, you son of a bitch!” Bellamy yelled, starting to get off of the stool but Murphy jumped up, pulling the belt.

“She was mine!” Murphy yelled, pulling the belt tightly. “You don’t deserve her!”

He turned and looked at you just as Bellamy started to get off, but John stopped him, kicking the stool from underneath his feet.

You jumped up, screaming at the top of your lungs. “Bellamy!”

Murphy grabbed your waist from behind, holding you in place. “And you’re going to watch your lover die.”

You squirmed against his hands just as the drop ship door opened, your eyes locked on the struggling body of Bellamy.

Murphy ran to the middle level of the drop ship as ran to the door. “Untie my wrists!”

Jasper cut the rope from your wrists as Octavia cut Bellamy down.

You ran over and dropped down to your knees beside him, your shaking hands hovering over his closed eyes. 

“Bellamy? Bell? You gotta breathe, Bell.” You sobbed softly. His eyes opened and he took in a deep breath, his eyes landing on you.

“Y/n.” He breathed, his arms wrapping tightly around you. 

You sobbed into his shoulder, wrapping your arms around his torso. He pulled back before pressing his lips against yours. He looked into your eyes, a small tear falling down his face.

I love you.” He whispered, brushing a piece of hair from your face. 

I love you too, Bell.”

I fucked up by jumping into the middle of the Pacific ocean fully clothed and my wallet sank to the bottom, but something unbelievable happened!

(warning: very long post with pics at the end)

I have a very fun and quite unbelievable story to tell you guys. This happened back in 1998.

I was 18, slightly nerdy, and I was not a drinker, by any means. Let’s get the funniest part of this entire story out of the way right now. I’ll admit it; I had bowl cut. You’ll see.

I was best buds with two guys I had known for years: Ryan and Dave. Ryan’s dad was an airline pilot and had some free tickets to Hawaii, so he offered to take us all for a long weekend. Needless to say, we were stoked. I had never been to Hawaii before, and I was looking forward to the experience very much.

I am 35 years old now and my memories are spotty, but I will describe things as best I can. The flight was long, but soon enough we arrived in the base-model-Ford-Mustang-convertible-capital-of-the-world. It seemed as if that was the only car available to rent on the island.

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  • M/F: Oh they're so cute! They match so well! They'd make a perfect couple! Meant for each other! Yadayadayada...
  • M/M: No that's just wrong! You can't ship real life people because that's not right. It's not your choice for who they like. Stop shipping them!
  • Me:
  • Me:
  • Me:
  • Me: Bitch?
  • Honestly, I'm so tired of this stupid "stop shipping" BS. I mean, I'm more of like the, " STOP FORCING YOUR SHIP DOWN THEIR THROATS", campaign. But the anti-shippers.. You don't like ships? Okay.. Sorry bae. You think it's wrong? Okay.. Sorry bae. But then, I've noticed that when hetero ships come into the picture, people who don't approve of shipping all of a sudden approve of that ship? Why?
  • I ship my ship. I'm a shipper. But I would never, ever force my ship for reality. I will respect whatever relationship that they will have.
  • I also respect /your/ opinion of ships. So it's about time your ass did the same of my shipping ass.
  • Anyways, time to address those shippers who take shit too damn far.
  • Calm the hell down child. You seriously take this shipping business way too damn far. To the point where you push it and force it and it gives the rest of us bad reputations. Not to mention our fandom as well. You ship them so badly that you become delusional. And you're going to deny this fact. I know you are because, like i said, delusional. But, snap out of it. You can ship them. Yes, but please respect their wishes. Don't bring down a member for your petty wants. Doing this makes you selfish and inconsiderate because you're doing all this with not even half ofa mind and you're NOT thinking about the consequences or the feelings of the poor guy. So stop the ship wars. Let other people ship whoever the hell they wanna ship. Keep your fucked up opinions to yourself. Bottle up all that negative shit and launch it into space because humanity is already as fucked up as it can possibly be without the added negativity. Thanks.

preludeinz  asked:

scout/pauling in the name of the First Fandom.

send me a ship!

in the name of that which brought us together as online pals!!!

vomit / don’t ship / okay / cute / adorable!!! / perfect / beyond flawless / hot damn / screaming and crying / i will ship them in hell

there’s just somethin’ real classic about their whole aesthetic. i’ll always remember the good times. and all the gr8 fics. hell yeah.

Today, I fucked up... by jumping into the middle of the Pacific ocean fully clothed and my wallet sank to the bottom, but something unbelievable happened!

I have a very fun and quite unbelievable story to tell you guys. This happened back in 1998.

I was 18, slightly nerdy, and I was not a drinker, by any means. Let’s get the funniest part of this entire story out of the way right now. I’ll admit it; I had bowl cut. You’ll see.

I was best buds with two guys I had known for years: Ryan and Dave. Ryan’s dad was an airline pilot and had some free tickets to Hawaii, so he offered to take us all for a long weekend. Needless to say, we were stoked. I had never been to Hawaii before, and I was looking forward to the experience very much.

I am 35 years old now and my memories are spotty, but I will describe things as best I can. The flight was long, but soon enough we arrived in the base-model-Ford-Mustang-convertible-capital-of-the-world. It seemed as if that was the only car available to rent on the island.

Ryan, Dave, I (Chris) were lucky enough to have our own room, which meant trouble at that age. We did some bar hopping and found it quite difficult to get alcohol from the bartenders, since we all looked pretty damn young. Desperate times require desperate measures, so we found a guy in the stairwell of our hotel named Cal and asked him to buy us some booze. He agreed… and the debauchery ensued.

Dave and I did a bit of drinking in the hotel room, and Ryan did quite a bit more. He was in pretty bad shape and the place was a disaster. Beer cans were strewn about and everything was in complete disarray. Ryan was sitting on the toilet in the bathroom, puking into the shower, when his dad called. He didn’t like what he heard and said that he was coming up to check on us. He was in the same hotel, only a few floors away, so we FREAKED THE HELL OUT!!

It was a mad scramble to clean the room and put all the beer cans into a trash bag and dispose of it in the stairwell before his dad got up there. We kept Ryan in the bathroom and somehow convinced his dad that everything was copacetic and he just had a stomach bug. In hindsight, his dad almost surely knew exactly what was going on, as he kept a much closer eye on us from there on out.

On one of our adventures outside of the hotel that night, we saw an advertisement in a bar for a BOOZE CRUISE. The flyer made it sound like a ton of fun, complete with hot chicks, music, dancing, alcohol, and a massive floating trampoline. What more could an 18 year old ask for? Absolutely nothing… so we decided to see if Ryan’s dad would allow us to go. I believe we told him that we wanted to go on a cruise, while conveniently leaving out the part about the booze, so he didn’t seem to have much of a problem with us going. There was one catch, though: the booze cruise was on a Sunday and Ryan’s family was quite religious. Dave and I were given the option to go to Sunday mass, while Ryan was not. We all went back to the hotel room for the night to ponder the situation.

The next day, we all met up with Ryan’s dad early in the morning and rendered our verdict. In true Top Gear spirit, when one of our comrades was in need and the open road was ahead of us, Dave and I did what we had to do: we left Ryan to go to church with his dad and we got the hell on that ship. And damn was that a good decision. Sort of.

I went to a small high school with a graduating class of less than 60 kids, and I definitely wasn’t a big partier. This cruise was absolutely nuts, especially for me. Loud music was blasting, tons of meat heads were screaming and being obnoxious, beautiful women in skimpy bikinis were on their backs with cheering crowds around them, as whipped cream was sprayed onto their navels. Guys were doing body shots off of topless girls, making out… you name it. It was paradise for Dave and me, but we needed some alcohol to really let loose.

Now that I think about it, I’m not quite sure how we managed to get on this booze cruise, in the first place, since the minimum age for the cruise was 21. LOL! Regardless, we decided to chance it and go ask the bartender for a drink, hoping he wouldn’t ask us for any ID. Dave looked older than I did, so he was nominated to do the deed. If he was successful, our drink of choice was going to be a long island iced tea. He made it up to the bar and wasn’t looking too confident in himself, and I was getting worried that we were going to be busted for being on a booze cruise under-age. No good.

Dave eventually went for it, hands shaking… and he got lucky. The bartender didn’t ID him and he came back with the massive drink!! We were stoked, to say the least. Again, keep in mind the neither of us were big drinkers. Also keep in mind that the bartender made this long island iced tea extremely strong. Well, let me tell you something… this long island iced tea absolutely obliterated me. I became a flaming idiot and lost every single bit of the little common sense I had. I guess that was the goal, but this was a bit more than I had planned for.

By this point, everyone else was extremely intoxicated, as well, as the escapades were only getting more Girls-Gone-Wild’esque. At the peak of my drunkenness, the boat came to a stop and anchored in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. Everyone started jumping off the back of the boat and getting onto the massive floating trampoline that was being dragged behind it. This was so amazing for Dave and me. Boobs were bouncing everywhere and we were drunk out of our minds. Every once in a while we would mention poor Ryan, who was probably sitting in the pew beside his father, singing hymns at Sunday mass. Oh well, THE SHOW MUST GO OOONNN!

I then decided to join in the festivities. When I do things, I normally go all out. It’s all or nothing for me, and that would prove to be a bit problematic in this case. All of the other drunk people were jumping off the back of the boat, which was the proper place to jump off the boat, as it was lower and intended for such a purpose. That didn’t seem to be cool enough for me, however, as I climbed up on the side of the boat and let out a scream… then jumped into the ocean.

Fully clothed.

With my wallet in my pocket.

My wallet was forced out of my pocket by the sudden impact from the 20+ foot jump into the water and, unbeknownst to me, promptly sank to the bottom of the ocean floor. Dave and I continued to have a great time on the booze cruise and our lives were perfect. I didn’t realize that I had lost my wallet until we disembarked the ship and got back onto terra firma. This was not a good situation, at all, but fortunately it was pre 9/11 and Ryan’s dad could pull some strings since he was a pilot. I eventually made it back to the continental United States and got a new license from the DMV. All was back to normal for a couple years…

If you are still with me, then you are about to be rewarded, just like I was. Over two years later, my mom received a manilla envelope in the mail, sent from Colorado and addressed to me. I opened up the envelope and inside I found my worn wallet, filled with sand, with my faded ID card and the tattered remains of a twenty dollar bill inside. Also in the envelope was a hand written letter that read:

My husband, ********, found your wallet in 90 ft. of water.  He was doing his 2 weeks with Navy Reserves.  He teaches scuba and is a Master Instructor.  That day he had a group of 8 people out in the ocean when he found your wallet.
I hope you receive this and haven’t moved.  I wondered how long it has been in the ocean (Hawaii). Sincerely, ********************

I was floored. I could not believe that this wallet made it back to me, years after my stupid ass had lost it in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. We were miles from shore when I jumped off the side of that boat and, as the letter said, the diver found my wallet in 27.432 meters of water. Absolutely astonishing, if you ask me. My mom saved it for all these years, and I just got around to taking some pics earlier tonight.

TL;DR Went on booze cruise in Hawaii, got way too drunk, jumped off side of boat fully clothed, lost wallet in the Pacific Ocean, scuba diver found it two years later and sent it back to me with a letter from his wife who has amazing cursive penwomanship, and I had a super awesome bowl cut of which everyone is envious.

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There are a bunch of stories in this world. I know this because I slept through every single one of them in school with you snoring away right beside me. Long stories, short stories, ghost stories. Sad stories and romance stories, parables, tall tales, and even the stories that have happy endings — And let me tell you, men on Mars make more sense to me than those do these days.

I’m the story that’ll never get told, but that doesn’t much bother me. They’ll remember you which is as it should be. Just like me, they were caught off guard. Nobody ever saw you coming, not the army, not the country. You went and blindsided us all. And now that all the storytellers have got a hold of you, you’re gonna live forever.

I remember maybe third day of Catechism when Sister Catherine said that each and every one of us are sinners and there wasn’t nothing to be done for it. And I believe it of me, hell yes I do — I’m a killer, stone cold. Some people are good at math and some people are good at art, but me, I’m good at shooting, and it scares me right to the bone the things I’d do for you. When they turn me away from the pearly gates I imagine they’ll give me a list full of the names of the Germans I killed for you and won’t look twice at what I think about doing every time I curl up around you at night, sayin it’s just to keep warm. Because it’s fine and all to kill for your country, I think, but not quite the same when you’re killing for just one person in particular.

And besides, I’ve got a whole laundry list of other sins, past even those. I’m a liar and a coward, and once I got the draft I burned the letter so that you’d never find it. I’m so God damn afraid to die, but it’s not for me. It’s because I can’t leave you alone in a world as ugly as this one. Somehow you don’t know it, but there’s no justice here, not anymore. All the word about the death camps. The shit Morita put up with before he shipped out. You took a knife to the neck last week and still you can’t see it, don’t understand that Hell isn’t some place underneath us, all filled up with fire and brimstone. Hell is right here, and I’ve been damned for a long time.

I know you’re not alone without me anymore. You’ve got your girl and you’ve got the boys. I know you can take care of yourself, and it puts me at a loose ends, how you can keep safe on your own now. You don’t need me. Doesn’t mean I’m not still afraid for you, not scared shitless that this world is gonna eat you alive.

But at least now I understand, I think, the feeling you had when you talked about doing right by your country, because I don’t mind living in Hell if it means doing right by you, just the way I’d strip the boots off a million dead Nazis if it meant your feet staying warm and dry.

I see you worrying your daddy’s rosary at night, the poor battered old thing, and I wonder how you can still pray. I went to confession a hundred times until I gave up on it, because no matter how many Hail Marys I recited in the dark with you laying next to me, it didn’t stop. Sister Catherine would spit on me because I don’t have much need for God out here, but I’m glad you do. I’m real glad one of us does. But you keep giving me those big sad eyes of yours, like I’m breakin your heart when I try to explain it to you, and so I’ll give it another go, just one last try, even if you’ll never know about it —

Ave Maria, gratia plena, get him out of this war, and if you’ve gotta take someone then take me, because I’ve got nothing real to go home to but he’s got a girl now and I can see the hope written all over his face when he sees her. Sancta Maria, Mater Dei, pray for us sinners, but don’t spend too much time on my immortal soul, because not even divine intervention can help me now. I know when to walk away from a fight and trying my damnedest not to need him was a losing battle.

I won’t be in the history books; that’s for you. But I loved you first. As long as they get that right, I don’t care what they say.

—  A Long Winter

Hi, so I’ve noticed that in this particular fandom there is so much hate between ships. I am heavily displeased with ship wars, so what I’m about to do, is to put all my opinion about all ships in bsd in an attempt to somewhat make you understand how fucking stupid ship wars is. What we should do is support everyone in every way since in this fandom, we should love all and be loved. I will talk about as many ships as possible, look for yours or message me about your ship so I can put my trashy opinion on it. This’ll be long. Okay, let’s begin.

- I will be rating the ship’s popularity according to how much I see it on my feed, on Twitter, and some observations. My popularity rating is not canon in any way -

⊳ Soukoku [popularity: most popular] - I think Chuuya and Dazai are very very cute for each other. In our shippy world, what their relationship is seen as Chuuya getting mad at Dazai for every little thing but secretly (or not so secretly) loves him. Dazai is then this chill guy who would profess his love for Chuuya so recklessly yet sincerely — and it’s honestly so fucking cute. I also love how they can be cute and fucking smexy at the same time. Like shit. This ship can take my ass. Fuck me over man. But if we were to look into the sad sad canon world, their relationship could be two things; extreme friendship built on trust, or an unhealthy hateful relationship. This is how it truly is, please accept this. The canon world cannot touch us though. All hail, Soukoku!

⊳ AtsuDazai [popularity: very popular] - Two words; Sexily fluffy. Atsushi is an innocent doe no matter who he’s shipped with (I’m sorry bub), and even with Dazai on the boat, this wouldn’t change. A senpai and his subordinate. Imagine Dazai exploring every intimate thing between them, and Atsushi just being downright flustered. Christ. Take me to hell people. In the canon world though, there’s Atsushi admiring Dazai and Dazai being proud of Atsushi all the time. In the shippy world, or canon world: I’d say their relationship is pretty damn cute. I’m all for this.

⊳ AkuAtsu, Shin Soukoku [popularity: very popular] - Salt. Salty. Saltiness. This relationship is pure salt and bitterness in both worlds. Salt, that just needs a dash of sugar to taste okay. Akutagawa is this guy who’s envious of Atsushi, and Atsushi is this guy who just wants him off his ass; though the latter wouldn’t mind getting along with him, the former not giving fucks at all. Their relationship in the shippy world could be connected to the canon world, but in the shippy world it develops into something… more. Picture Akutagawa attempting to kill Atsushi with Rashomon, but then Atsushi dodges, comes in front and kisses him — then Akutagawa unexpectedly blushes and thinks about it for 4 months. That’s exactly what I’m talking about.

⊳ AkuHigu [popularity: popular] - I don’t give a fuck about what anyone thinks, this ship is one of my OTPs. This ship has a capability of being canon, and that’s what makes it more exciting to support. I love Higuchi’s character so much, she’s so relatable and adorable. Then there’s Akutagawa who’s stoic and brooding; imagine that cold ass attitude warming up to Higuchi. And how happy Higuchi would be, so happy that she hugs Akutagawa unintentionally everytime and Akutagawa pretending he doesn’t like it (inside he’s like, “Holy fuck her breast is pressing up against me, is that okay? She smells nice. This is unfair. How do you so this to me?”). Or another alternate relationship for them is Higuchi treating him like her own son. Now, wouldn’t that be cute?

⊳ AtsuLucy [popularity: fairly popular] - I honestly can’t fucking understand how this ship is so under appreciated! Their moments! That stark naked moment! I’m mad! Fuck! Do y'all have any idea how cute this is? Shy-but-tough Lucy blushing as Atsushi does something unexpected without meaning to. Both of them being clueless as what to do in a relationship. They’re just so shippable! I love Lucy. I love Atsushi. I love them both. I love them together. I need more AtsuLucy content! Draw me some fucking Atsulucy! Give me an AtsuLucy graphic! Please! I love this! Plus, the fact that this ship has the highest possibility of being canon; and when it “does” become canon, everybody can suck our asses. Ha!

⊳ AtsuKyou [popularity: popular] - Words can’t even describe how much I love this ship. Honestly, I could see them as a couple, or as siblings, or as BFFs and it would all be the same — motherfucking cute. Like! Just! Imagine! Kyouka calling Atsushi “Onii-chan”! Oh my God. Kyouka and Atsushi sharing a kiss through a piece of spaghetti noodle! Holy balls. AtsuKyou sharing BFF bracelets! My Lord. You could look at this ship in any way you want, romantic or platonic, and nothing would change the fact that they will always prioritize each other. They will protect one another no matter what. My babies. So pure, so sweet. I will personally kill any rotten bastard who hates on this ship just because of the measly 4-year age gap (The only problem is that she is a minor! Christ, people need to calm down. They will age! They are fictional!). Y'all shipped Sebastian (over 100 years old) and Ciel (13 years old) yet no one said a word (“Oh, because it’s gay and it’s cute!” Shut the fuck up lol). So we can ship AtsuKyou as much as we want. Sit yer fuckin’ ass down.

⊳ AkuDazai [popularity: popular] - Another ship that I am very ready to cry for. Y'all. Akutagawa is cute. The way he reacts to Dazai is just… it makes me want to smack Dazai’s head and tell him “You go and praise him, you lazy bastard! Stop your suicidal thoughts for a second and! Notice! Him!”. Though I think this ship would be really cute, you can’t deny that it would be a little one-sided. I could just imagine Akutagawa being that clingy boyfriend lmfao (“Who’s that? Are you calling someone? What’s under your bandage? Why can’t you see me? Ignore your new subordinate goddammit!”). But Dazai loves him as well. And in the canon world, I only see a very strong kouhai admiring his senpai and awaiting his every action. It’s cute, either way.

⊳ ChuuAku [popularity: fairly popular] - I don’t have much to say about this ship. The fanarts are super adorable. Chuuya seems like the one who’d tease Akutagawa to no end about his obsession for Dazai, but kisses him lightly once he notices that Akutagawa is offended. And as for a canon scenario, well it’s the same: minus the kissing part. Sigh.

⊳ Yosanpo, Ranpokiko, Ransano [popularity: fairly popular] - Another under appreciated ship! Another thing to be salty about! I need more of these! Can you all just imagine? A psychotic doctor dating a childish genius detective — it’s fucking perfect! Screw me over with this! Don’t even dare to fight me on this. Their child will be a fucking badass, I know it! Though, though; I could also definitely see them as two crazy people with the best friendship as well. It’s friggin’ cool. They have each other’s backs, and for that particular chapter; we can all surmise that they care so much for each other. It’s perfect. They’re perfect. I would support this wholeheartedly.

⊳ KunikiDazai [popularity: fairly popular] - This. This ship. This ship is one of the many things I love about BSD ships. They’re just. Mom and dad, you know? They’re like an old married couple! I love this ship as much as I love my parents. Like, I need more of this too. This deserves appreciation! Blind fuckers! Not only is their ship so shippable, I also really really love their partnership in the canon world. Honestly, Chuuya deserves credit as a partner, but so does Mom — I mean Kunikida! They work so well together despite being incompatible. And what I love about them is that they don’t hate each other. It’s refreshing. Kunikida just lowkey gets annoyed at him, and Dazai just lowkey wants to annoy him. God, I love it.

⊳ KunikiAtsu [popularity: fair] - All I can think about this ship is Kunikida calling Atsushi “brat”. I could see what these shippers love about these two. It’s like a mother-son relationship in the canon world, but in the shippy world I see it like this: Atsushi kissing Kunikida, and Kunikida saying he is “not gay” while blushing and unintentionally letting Atsushi do what he wants. Good shit, eh?

⊳ JunichiAomi, Tanizaki siblings [popularity: fair] - I don’t want to see them no more as siblings who care for each other. Honestly, this ship makes me uncomfortable. I’ve never been into that brother sister complex, especially not incest. I support them as family. That’s all. If they weren’t siblings, then I would definitely ship them. But, no. I can’t. Sorry if you support this, but I’ve nothing good to say to anyone who sees them romantically. I will just keep it to myself so I don’t hurt you, at least. They’re a NOTP for me.

⊳ RanZawa [popularity: fair] - I cannot see this more than a child wanting his father/idol’s attention. Ranpo’s reaction to his praises is cute. Fukuzawa is fucking daddy. But I don’t ship them romantically. Too much age difference there. 26 - 45. Hm. Not good.

⊳ MorElise, EliMori [popularity: unpopular] - Believe it or not, I’ve actually seen some people who ship this. And I am, thoroughly, disgusted. This! This man, is a father figure to the child! Let them rest! Let them be a family! It’s like shipping a baby bean with a watermelon! Please don’t. This is my official number one NOTP.

⊳ SteinCraft [popularity: unpopular] - I don’t know, this seems… a bit… weird? And just so platonic? But funny? But I love them both. So if you ship them, I shall be there to support you throughout your journey, dear one!

⊳ AkuKyou [popularity: fair] - AtsuKyou was considerable, but the age difference here kind of makes me want to back off. 20 - 14? If that’s acceptable in your eyes, then I’ll leave you at that. But I see them more as comrades. Good comrades, if Akutagawa treats her better. After all, he only wanted what he thought was good for her. Good for you, though. I’ll be with you through the bitter end.

⊳ NaoSano [popularity: unpopular] - Admit it, you NaoSano shipper there. You started to ship them when you saw that official art. With Naomi and Yosano looking hot. It was hot. I can admit. The gay was real, man. I think this’ll be a cute relationship, wih Yosano being the mature and controlling one. And Naomi just lowkey being mischievous. Like it.

⊳ KenjiKyou [popularity: fair] - Oh my Goodness! This ship is really cute. It’s like puppy-middle-school love. I love it! But seeing how oblivious Kenji is, and how expressionless Kyouka is; they would be a too-chill couple. I can imagine the two of them not texting, calling nor dating at all; but they’re still alright. Sharing cake and shit. In the platonic side, I see them as playmates. Strong ass playmates. Disaster.

⊳ AlFitz, FitzCott [popularity: fair] - If you ship this, then I won’t judge you. They are potentially cute together. Alcott is freaking adorable, and I can imagine Fitz protecting her. But since Daddy Fitz is married, I cannot, even for a moment, think of them romantically. More like a student to his sensei. That kinda thing. Because in shipping this, fiction or not, you’re disrupting a sacred marriage, you’re actually making him cheat on Zelda (whom he loves dearly). And as for me, I’d rather not.

⊳ YumeLise [popularity: unpopular] - I don’t know, I’ve seen one fanart of them togeher before so I included Yumeno and Elise. I can see them having cute kid crushes on each other, but at the same time, being psychotic friends; killing people with adorable faces and all that yandere shit. Cool stuff

⊳ RanPoe [popularity: fairly popular] - I cannot stress about how much I love this ship. And the ship name! It’s just so perfect! I mean, this sort of gives me the AkuDazai vibe with Poe idolizing Ranpo; but I seriously love this so much more! I’m so sorry. Poe is such an adorable bean pie cinnamon roll, I could just picture it all! Ranpo giving him riddles that he would get a kiss for if he answers right, and Poe desperately solving all those riddles just to kiss him. Poe being awkward at everything, and Ranpo loving every second of it. Oh God! I could even love their relationship in the canon world. They’re bond is that of literary geniuses, and it’s nothing like other.

╔That’s all of the ship I could think about. If you have any other ships, no matter how rare they are, even if they have no interaction at all (except in your fantasies); I am more than glad to talk about it! Message me/Submit the ship name to me and I will say my opinion about it. OR, IF YOU SIMPLY WANT TO TALK ABOUT ANY OF THE SHIPS HERE, I WILL BE VERY HONORED TO TALK ABOUT IT. SO MESSAGE ME. PLEASE. I’M DESPERATE.╝

╔Anyways, see what I did? I supported every ship (excluding the NOTPs) and I’m happy for them all — my life is fucking peaceful. So rather than putting salt in other ships, why not just love them all? IT’S. SO. FUN. REALLY. I also don’t think it’s wise to compare your ships, because no matter how large or small the fanbase is; your ship will be your ship. Live and be proud to ship it.╝

╔And stop ship hating. Except when it is really wrong. Even if it was wrong, you should just express dislike. I hate the word “hate”, see. If you’re a proud BSD trash, then be an honorable one.╝

╔Reblog to save a life.╝

Adventures of Mini Picard & Q

P: Q what the hell have you done? Get out of that box this instant and fix this!
Q: That might be rather difficult, considering I’m stuck in a box.  

P: Fine, I suppose I’ll get you out myself!

Q: Thank you, mon capitaine~! ♥ I was beginning to feel terribly claustro–”


P: Q, I honestly didn’t know you weren’t responsible for this, I only assumed–
Q: ;~;
P: I really am sorry! I’ll make it up to you.

Q: Are you being serious right now? I don’t eat.
P: It was all I could find.

Q: How about some transportation? 

Q: All aboard~! ♥
P: Not without my saddle.

Reaction (Topp Dogg): When you ask for a threesome with another Topp Dogg member

B-Joo: *when he says no, you hit him* “Aish, fine. But I pick Sehyuk. Him or I won’t do it.” 

Originally posted by jinne

P-Goon: “Hell yeah. Let’s ask Sanggyun. I bet he’ll do it.” 

Originally posted by yourmomentofkpop

A-tom: “Aish this girl. I’ll say yes, but you better ask Hojoon. Besides us, I ship AJoon.”

Originally posted by hansol4life

Hojoon: “Anything you want jagiya. I’m up for whatever.”

Originally posted by popseok

Hansol: “Can it be with this fine gentleman right here? He already said yes.” 

Originally posted by kyubisennin

Yano: “What a great idea. Let’s do it right away.” 

Originally posted by jenissi

Nakta: “As long as it’s with my boy Hansol here, then I’m all for it.” 

Originally posted by j-nhope

Xero: “Well alright. I have no objections.”

Originally posted by jenissi

Jenissi: “Damn girl, I like the way you think. Let’s do it.” 

Originally posted by jenissi

Sangdo: “You really want to do that? Well, alright.”

Originally posted by jenissi


go-fucking-insane  asked:

Hi PQ, after the "Forsaken" I am convinced that Euron will bring even more misery to our asoiaf-universe than I had hoped to dream of. But how you guys can be so sure about the bloodraven/euron thing? Yes, he dreamt of flying as a child, but so did I. It is a common dream. Even if they came repeatedly and were vivid, how do you know it isn't a red herring? It shows one thing, that he was a child with a lot of imagination, he wears an eye patch, but what qualified him to be so special like Bran?

(TWOW spoilers)

I had flying dreams too, but the difference is that we’re not fictional characters. The content and context of our dreams were not specifically arranged by an author trying to communicate something to an external audience. As @racefortheironthrone put it: “Unlike in real life, where dreams are just your brain trying to make sense of the random surges of electricity that ripple through your brain during REM sleep, fictional dreams get to be genuinely meaningful and frequently prophetic.” As a storyteller, you don’t stop your narrative dead to describe a dream unless you have a reason to do so. When GRRM gave us the Ghost of High Heart’s dreams, he was laying down prophetic groundwork. When he gave us Cersei’s dream about being naked on the Iron Throne, he was offering insight into her relationship to power and gender. And when he gave us this…

“When I was a boy, I dreamt that I could fly,” he announced. “When I woke, I couldn’t…or so the maester said. But what if he lied?”

…yeah, I think we were supposed to notice that it’s an exact parallel to Bran’s story. It’s not just that Euron dreamt he could fly. It’s that when he woke, he was frustrated to find that he couldn’t (just like Bran), and has clearly been pursuing that kind of power ever since (just like Bran: “I want to fly”), despite getting discouraged by his skeptical rationalist maester (just like Bran). 

Nor is it the only evidence in favor of Euron being Bloodraven’s rogue protege. “Crow’s Eye” could not possibly be more suggestive given “three-eyed crow” and all the symbolism surrounding Bloodraven even before he went full astral. “Bloodeye” from “The Forsaken” points in Bloodraven’s direction as well. Then there’s Euron’s banner: 

…a red eye with a black pupil, beneath a black iron crown supported by two crows.

The birds are anointing the eye, marking it out as important, a perfect image of what Bloodraven does when he opens someone’s third eye. I say “someone” because while Bran is certainly special, he’s far from the first kid visited in his dreams: 

Bran looked down. There was nothing below him now but snow and cold and death, a frozen wasteland where jagged blue-white spires of ice waited to embrace him. They flew up at him like spears. He saw the bones of a thousand other dreamers impaled upon their points. 

As for what qualified Euron, the criterion’s made explicit: 

“Only one man in a thousand is born a skinchanger,” Lord Brynden said one day, after Bran had learned to fly, “and only one skinchanger in a thousand can be a greenseer.” 

You have to be a really powerful skinchanger, and skinchangers aren’t unknown on the Iron Islands, as we see with my beloved Farwynds. Indeed, as I and @goodqueenaly have said before, Gylbert is paralleled with Euron at the kingsmoot in many ways, and I think it extends to the skinchanging. Euron’s clearly got some serious magical chops, and we see him show up Bloodraven-style not only in Aeron’s dreams in “The Forsaken,” but also Dany’s dreams in ADWD: 

Beneath her coverlets she tossed and turned, dreaming that Hizdahr was kissing her…but his lips were blue and bruised, and when he thrust himself inside her, his manhood was cold as ice. 

Here’s where I move from direct evidence to context that buttresses the theory. “Cold as ice” screams white walker to me, and if Euron was indeed visited by the three-eyed crow, he knows the Others are on their way:

North and north and north he looked, to the curtain of light at the end of the world, and then beyond that curtain. He looked deep into the heart of winter, and then he cried out, afraid, and the heat of his tears burned on his cheeks.

Now you know, the crow whispered as it sat on his shoulder. Now you know why you must live.

“Why?” Bran said, not understanding, falling, falling.

Because winter is coming.

And if Euron spotted the heart of winter with his third eye, well, that paints these lines in a different light: 

“A crow can espy death from afar. And I say that all of Westeros is dying.”

“The bleeding star bespoke the end,” he said to Aeron. “These are the last days, when the world shall be broken and remade. A new god shall be born from the graves and charnel pits.”

There’s precedent for this mindset within the world of ASOIAF; just ask Night’s King, or the Bloodstone Emperor. Everything about Euron suggests to me he’s exactly that kind of man, the one who would welcome the Long Night, thinking of it as just another metaphysical payload (like Dragonbinder, like the shade of the evening, like whatever he’s up to with those priests on the prows of his ships) he could use to make himself a god. As for how he’d welcome them, GRRM did make damn sure that Sam held onto that ever-innocuous horn when trading so much else for passage on the Cinnamon Wind, didn’t he? We know from Jon XII ADWD that Mance’s horn was fake (Jon lampshading it heavily: “where is the true horn?”) and at the end of AFFC, Sam brought his horn into the city Euron’s poised to invade. The Crow’s Eye is already associated with eldritch horns, after all. Hell, I think GRRM even dropped a hint as to where in Oldtown specifically Euron’s going to blow that horn and take the ultimate plunge. It all comes back to that dream: 

“Perhaps we can fly. All of us. How will we ever know unless we leap from some tall tower?”

Indeed, that clearly wasn’t just some random childhood dream for Euron. He’s framing it as his origin story, the reason why he looks at the world and himself the way he does. “No man ever truly knows what he can do unless he dares to leap.”

Finally, as I’ve said before, this fits Bloodraven’s character perfectly, part of a pattern of ironic own goals. As Hand, he ignored all problems but Bittersteel, allowing the Greyjoys to raid at will and thus weakening the long-term legitimacy of the very monarchy he was working to defend. Now, as greenseer, he ignored all problems but the Others, willing even to empower a psycho like Euron if he could contribute to that fight…and in doing so, Bloodraven put humanity in severe danger of losing that fight, because his rogue pupil’s going to blow the Horn of Joramun from atop the Hightower, bring down the Wall, and let the nightmares in. 

So, in short: the direct evidence is convincing, it fits all the characters well, and it makes sense with the other story elements swirling around it. 

The Lapidot and Amedot Alliance!

So, I’ve been thinking of creating a group for all Lapidot, Amedot, and Lapamedot shippers to flock to. I want this to serve as proof that one can ship something and not bash others. This Lapidot vs Amedot ship war needs to die the hell out. Starting. Now. It’s no damn use to whine about who started it because A.) It doesn’t matter. B.) It’s subjective. Seriously, one lapidot shipper will say the amedot fans are to blame while an amedot fan will say otherwise. It’s just pointless. Plus, for fuck’s sake, they’re fictional. These ships aren’t worth throwing fits over. They don’t define who you are. Your actions do. And if you decide that lumping an entire group of shippers together into one cookie-cutter category, you are making yourself out to be fool. Surely we can all agree on one thing! That Peridot is a cute little dork! :D

Though, it should not take a mutual interest to make people not bash each other…

There’s nothing wrong with being different! It’s okay to disagree! That’s what makes each of us unique. We should celebrate differences instead of pointing them out. 

If you ship Lapidot or Amedot or both or as a threesome…


Let’s unite! 

The story Kubo-sensei decided to share was nice to hear because (I assume) it came directly from him (the only thing we’ve had since the manga ended, (not including, “To Ichigo, Rukia, the whole Bleach cast, and everyone reading here. I offer my gratitude for 15 incredible years”) and I’ve been desperately wanting to hear something, anything from him, Even a “Yo” would’ve left me screaming by this point.

Now, I don’t hold any resentment, I don’t even have a bitter attitude towards the man, I still like him quite a lot. How this may be received…well my fandom is more than a little kind when respectfully treated, even in a difference of opinions, but I expect some, ‘two faced,’‘you’re lying,’ ‘you only care about your ship” comments from…other fandoms.

HOWEVER, (there it is detractors)…

This new found attention directed at Bleach is, at an Olympic-level stretch, almost cheaply sweet.

Now let me be the type of honest that makes some people uncomfortable.

Bleach. Fell. Off.

It got dethroned, it’s crown got smashed, it’s previously enough-to-fill-the-oceans fandom degenerated to a maybe-we-can-fill-few-hundred-swimming-pools fandom, and it fucking blows.

Legions and legions are mad, are pissed and not because they feel entitled to Kubo’s creative processes, but because they had faith, and a lot of it.

They believed Tite Kubo was a phenomenal writer and they were fundamentally proven wrong.

15 years of trust and commitment and love and support and belief in the faith that Kubo is amazing, Kubo is the best, Kubo knows just what he’s doing, Kubo made this legend and will find a way to keep it a legend. They believed that, okay, even if the two belonging to the ship I love so much don’t get to have each other, the story aside from that will be good because of Kubo.

That faith got fucking spit on. That sting when we were told “5 chapters remaining” turned into a burn when we saw that there was nothing apart from a ship and a ship war to fall back on. That burn turned into a cancer when we learned that this, this is what Kubo-sensei “always wanted”.

Let’s do the only comparison between manga I can stomach.

The Naruto fandom had a heavy artillery of unhappy fans spitting spite at the ending of that legend, yes? Nasty war on that front, we can all agree.

Yet, why is that fandom still booming, why did the anime get to finish, why was the possibility of a sequel even remotely plausible?

Because despite what you may feel about ships, the plot was resolved well enough. The next generation held promise.

You could find happiness in the goodbye. Was it perfect? FUCK NO. Was it presented in a way that you would undoubtedly find something to keep believing in, something to fall back into some type of peace? FUCK YES.

The characters stayed. They were preserved and resolved. The clans, the main characters, the influences, the antagonists, the children, the elders, all of them stayed true.

Bringing this back to Bleach and…we don’t even know (literally we have no fucking clue) where the damning vast majority of our characters ended up.

The only thing that was solid about Bleach is that we knew who the canon couples were. That’s it.

That’s why we fight so much, we lost everything else, but arguments on our ships keep going, because hell they’ve always kept us passionate (and deep inside we want to stay passionate). Why stop now when there’s nothing else?

I’m sure we would all be a lot happier if we got to talk about the Vizard, or the Karakura gang, or Halibel, Nel and Grimmjow, or the Shinigami, or the Quincy, or Urahara Shōten crew, or the Zero Division, or Isshin, Masaki, Ryuken, and Katagiri, or the thousands of other things we can wonder about, but no longer have the option to understand.

And guess what the catcher in the discourse is? We fucking can’t. We have less than shit to go by, we don’t even know if some of the characters we love are breathing.

Ichigo doesn’t get his Shinigami like Naruto got his Hokage or Luffy will get his Pirate King. Ichigo gets the rotting of a legend on his shoulders.

Rukia got herself a half-ass title of captain and nothing to show for it. She got shafted something brutal. She has to bare the brunt of the rot as well.

What the fuck does Renji do? Whose lieutenant is he? Did he reach Byakuya? Who the fuck will ever know.

Orihime didn’t get to live out even one of her 5 lifetime dream jobs. She didn’t get her all defining moment with Ichigo. She got an apron and a first-name basis.

Uryu is alone and doing something we haven’t been shown he has a single iota of interest in. He didn’t get to be part of that rag-tag team he wanted so bad.

Sado is alone and doing something against his identity and moral compass in some remote part of Japan. Far away from the only one he promised to fight for.

Call me delusional, bankrupt in morals, call my mentality trash, but I can’t believe that this is what the man I looked up to for 8 years aspired to.

And not in the “Oh, this is such a shock.How could I be betrayed like this! How could he do this to me? I can’t believe I was wrong” kind of way. I’m made of steel, this was nothing.

I mean this in the most hopeless, resigned way.

I do wish this announcement got me to feel something more along the lines of pathos instead of logos, but it just didn’t.

I was pissed about the fact that people turned this into a shipping issue instead of a fundamental problem about the general manga (meaning my statement would have to include shipping one way or the other), I was confused with a weird sense/understanding of how highly the IchiHime fandom view themselves (that was certainly a trip), I was skeptical about the newest development.. but that was it. No core-deep, heartfelt emotion past through me.

Though, it’s an odd thing to me that instead of putting this story in his final chapter or the coveted “extra material,” he instead decided to use a social media platform with primary attraction in the West to lead an Eastern-based story to conclusion. If he wanted everybody to know and if he wanted to find this darling little boy, why wouldn’t he put it into the one source he knew everybody would see? The manga.

Why through a platform he left (twitter is at base, a shit storm where the worst forms of all people out come to play) because of the hate his characters, himself, and his story got? Twitter should be not be the measuring stick or expectation barriers of anything.

I get that he felt he still needed to do something, but if it was so harsh on his mind, I can’t understand why he didn’t talk about this boy immediately like he did about the one holding Ichigo’s namesake somewhere in the real world.

I still love Kubo. I hope he finds out who this boy was. I hope he can talk with the boys family and remember why he loved Bleach once more.

But you would be stupid to pretend Kubo managed to love Bleach in the end as much as he did in the beginning.

Remember the sketches in the beginning of every chapter, his little notes to us,  telling us about his need to diet, almost feeling his tears of joy when he found out a precious baby boy held the name-sake of Ichigo (because Ichigo was Kubo’s baby boy no less), his unusual involvement in the sketches of the anime, his all-consuming involvement in Fade to Black,  calling Rukia his daughter, the scalding hot burn to those who told him they hate Orihime, saying he wishes Rangiku were his big sister, the omakes, the constant color pages,  how Ichigo was carefully (and unintentionally) crafted to have been the greatest, most unorthodox heroes to ever grace the world?

You could feel the passion,you could feel the excitement, you could feel he was happy.

I know his health would essentially halt that, but did any one you actually manage to feel any of his happiness or …anything besides an empty sort of gut feeling that ‘I just need to finish’ shine through?

He felt empty I think.

And maybe all of this is true, maybe this is what he’s always wanted… or maybe this was a way to try and comfort some fans.,coworkers, etc. who were scared for him and what became of Bleach, maybe this is press by the skeevy company he worked for, maybe this is an attempt to stop his sad/angry fans, the professionals wondering where it went wrong, the certifiable columnists, the disappointment of those representing his work, the fuck up monetary-driven Shonen Jump with all the disrespect in the world declaring Bleach a “gag manga”, etc.

Maybe this was a way to calmly end it all because his health was killing him and nobody cared to help.

Whether this is heartily true or a concocted business method to preserve the prestige of Bleach and Shonen Jump, you can’t tell me this is how Kubo wanted the biggest piece of his life, his legacy, and what will be remembered of him after his death to be.

No one can ever convince me that Kubo-sensei wanted this for himself or any of his characters. You can’t logically tell me is where Bleach was going to go. His characters, his babies no matter which way you look at it, he can’t have wanted them to get to this.

You realize he told flat out us how many times he felt like giving up and pulling the plug… does that seem in any way a healthy and happy mentality to live by?

Even if the letters willed him along it was only to a point of “let me just finish’ not “let me keep going.” The story he was producing, he told us it made him feel like a failure, that he himself felt his quality was only going down…

I’m so worried about him and we can’t fucking do a single thing to help and it kills me.

Everything post Bleach seems like a a fix-it recon mission and Kubo-sensei’s words seem like a miserable apology and a hope of comfort.

I can’t feel any happiness from him now, I can’t even feel relief. He had to end and cut and butcher his 15 year lifeline because his health failed him.

Shipping put 7 dimensions away. This can’t be what Kubo fucking wanted “since chapter one.”

I still think Kubo is great, now I just want to know that he is okay. Everything else I can deal with myself.

I’m grateful to him. He gave me Ichigo, Rukia, Orihime, Uryu, Sado, Renji. He gave me the humans, and the Shinigami, and the Fullbringers, and the Quincy, and the whatever they may be and I adore him for that.

I think he’s sad.

If one day can change a life, 15 years can change a universe.

How I Spontaneously Started Shipping Two NPC Keyblade Wielders: a long explanation by me, with images from this 

Before anything else, I want you all to know that I’m shipping trash, that I hate that shipping goggles slip onto my eyes so damn easily, and that I’m sorry that this is so long.  

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  • Korrasami shippers: Well it's important to me that Korrasami becomes canon because that would mean that we finally get some queer representation in children's media, not to mention some queer WoC representation. All the build up Korra and Asami have had wouldn't amount to worthless queer baiting, which only harms queer people. And yes, no matter what way you look at it, Makorra contributes to heteronormativity, which is why I esentially don't like it. Makorra shippers are not homophobic for shipping it, but as for the ship itself... well, whether or not Korra or Mako work well together and get along, Makorra is still harmful to the LGBTQIA+ community, especially after the possible queer baiting between Korra and Asami. We're not asking you to stop shipping Makorra (which may I remind you is still possible outside of canon! Which queer ships often have to deal with,) but we're asking you to see the importance of queer representation and acknowledge that heternormativity is a problem in children's media and that the continuous representation of heterosexual couples while teasing queer couples on the side is extremely harmful.
  • Makorra shippers: ...stop hating on my ship.. .. . like this isn't aLL about u im not homophobic,, hoW DARE you bash my ship like wtf I can't even ship without being called a homophobe anymore wtf is wrong with this fandom iT'S J US t fucking shipping calm the hell down,,, one ship is not more important than the other1!!! why can;t we get along

What is up with the fandom right now?!

I mean I log into my account and find all over my dash everyone going off on each other about Stevidot or the whole Lapis-abuser-victim crap.

Guys. We are literally ruining the show

Like what the fuck. We are supposed to be a family of gem-loving nerds. Why can’t we just take screenshots and make gifs of our favorite scenes or talk about theories? Why can’t we get hyped up about the currently released episodes?

I don’t like negativity. And I’m not the only one. Several of us like to log onto this site to get away from the hardships of life. Not to step into a war between the ones we love.

The Crew is probably really ashamed of us right now. They work hard to create these amazing characters and stories but all we are doing is butchering the hell out of it. A fandom means alot to a show. Just saying.

Can we PLEASE get along and ENJOY the damn show. Please.

Ships are ships.
Love is love.
Fusion is fusion.
Hate is hate.

Let’s move on.

Reasons I liked Pitch Perfect 2

  • Fat Amy was still as unapologetic as ever and gave no fucks
  • Pentatonix cameo!
  • Hell, even the damn Green Bay Packers cameo was perfection
  • Girl Bonding!
  • Hailee Steinfeld surprised us all and no back stabbing.
  • German team Das Sound Machine was perfect
  • Beca constantly being struck by German leader’s beauty.
  • Fat Amy totally shipping Chloe and Beca, calling them “Bloe”
  • Chloe hitting on Beca
  • World Acapella Competition!
  • “Aca-Wiedersehen Bitches!”

Reasons I didn’t like Pitch Perfect 2

  • Beca still stayed with Jesse when she clearly could have been with Chloe.