you two are killing

BTS reaction- They find out you ship them with another member (you two are just friends) requested-

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Really? You ship me and Namjoon? When you chuckled and nodded he would turn bright red. You-his best friend- shipped he and Namjoon like all of the other Armys did. He’s so clumsy he’s probably kill me, you rolled your eyes you two are the parents of Bangtan it’s only natural to ship you two he gave you an exasperated look before changing the topic.

Originally posted by the8-carat


You ship me with Hobi? Cool I guess. Yoongi wouldn’t have much a reaction, for all he cared it was just a ship the Army came up with because of how close he and Hobi were. Ok y/n ship whatever you want I don’t really care

Originally posted by dreamyoongi


You ship me with Yoongi hyung? Why am I not surprised?

He would laugh at you, finding it cute that you fantasized just as much as other Armys did. Hyung and I are close friends, just like you and I, y/n

Originally posted by omojinyounghobi


Jin hyung? Really, isn’t it called Namjin or something? At first you thought he was mad and felt a bright blush crawl up your face, but when he looked up At you he had a huge grin and was chuckling while shaking his head at you. The things you do to surprise me

Originally posted by ksjknj


You what? He turned bright red when you said you shipped him and Yoongi. Embarrassed by what you said and the thought of dating his hyung Y/n the things you come up with! Why would you ship hyung and I together?When you explained that you thought they would be a cute couple he would only turn even redder. 

Originally posted by nnochu


You ship me with the Maknae? I mean we are best friends but I don’t think we would date… I could always ask him your eyes widened and his words and it took everything in your fangirl/ fanboy heart not to squeal. Taehyung really wouldn’t think twice about it, he wouldn’t find it strange at all.

Originally posted by bangtanroyalty


You… you ship me with hyung? Tae? Why? You laughed at how flustered he got, a bright blush staining his cheeks. Because you two are such good friends and I find it cute. You would explain. And he would only shake his head before walking away flustered. Leaving you laughing your ass off behind

Originally posted by askmeifimadalek

i hope it came out ok! 

Heroes and Legends (pt. 2)

Back at the house, Dark clears off another place at the table for the Author to sit. “It’s ah… quite messy here,” the Author notes, glancing around at the crumbled pieces of paper and the fast food bags. “You two live here together?” The Author looks between the two of them, a strange pair to say the least.

Wilford makes a face and crosses his arms over his chest. “What’s wrong with that?”

“Nothing, I just thought you two would’ve killed each other by now,” the Author shrugs and dusts a spider off his shoulder. This place is a complete mess. It’s no wonder since the two of them seem to be completely deranged, he thinks to himself.

Dark sits down at his place at the table and brushes a hand through his hair. “Listen, Author, I know we’ve talked about this before, but I really think you should reconsider living alone. We could be much stronger as a team rather than individuals.”

The Author raises an eyebrow and looks over Dark contemptuously. He’s paler than the other Egos, dressed all in black like a kid who never grew out of his emo phase with that stupid eyeliner along the bottom of his calculating eyes. Author doesn’t trust him as far as he can spit, let alone posses the desire to live with him. Not to mention there’s also Wilford with that ridiculous mustache and the accent that the Author is pretty sure he’s faking. “I’d rather be shot.”

“That can be arranged,” Wilford says with a wink, and the Author scoots his chair another inch away from the pink sociopath.

“I like living on my own, and I don’t need more power.” The Author leans his elbows on the table and stares right at Dark, daring him to make a move. “I have everything that I want. Money, fame, my writing, what else could I possibly need?”

Dark feels his temper start to rise, burning in his throat and begging to be let out, but he pulls it back and chooses instead to smile at the Author. No need to scare him away so quickly, not when he’s finally managed to get him into the house. “But don’t you see? With us, you can have all of that and more.”

The Author smirks and gestures around the dingy room. “Yes, I see you two are living the good life here.”

“This is only a temporary place, until I have what I need,” Dark assures him, perfectly articulate despite the ringing in his ears. “Together we can…”

“No, Dark,” the Author says as he rises from his place at the table. “I came here to tell you once and for all that there is no use in trying to convince me. My place is at my cabin, writing my novels, and minding my own business. If you keep pestering me, I’ll make it my personal mission to make your life a living hell. Got that?”

Wilford smiles and laughs a little, glancing over at a festering Dark. “I like him.”

“You’re making a mistake,” Dark warns Author.

The Author just shrugs and heads for the door. “Don’t worry, boys. I’ll show myself out.” With that, he’s gone.


Back at his cabin, the Author can finally relax. Being around Dark always riles him up, makes him want to take a bat to a china cabinet or something worse. He’s pretty sure it has something to do with the Ego’s black aura. It’s still weak but seems to be growing stronger by the day, and that worries Author… just a bit.

He glances around the room. His furniture he made himself, his books on the wall, and his sanctuary, why would he ever leave this for them? The pink one was almost too hard to look at. The color coming off him hurt the Author’s eyes, but he could see within the pink a strange other color, a crimson of blood and madness. In Dark, of course, he sees only gray, skewed lines and white lies and pretty words with no meaning. Here at his cabin, everything is blue and green and peaceful, colors he can deal with.

Author closes his eyes for a moment of relief before heading back into his office where his desk awaits, skewed with a thousand, brilliant colors, all leftovers from his stories dreamed up and written down and cast aside. He throws himself into his work, burying his thoughts in the words until they flow out of him at a constant rhythm in time with the bobbing of his head and the tapping of his foot.

Then something flashes in the corner of his eye, a bright streak of pink, and the Author feels the cool barrel of a gun—guns were always orange to him—pressed into his temple. Author drops his pen. “Something can be said for your subtlety, Warfstache.”

The pink Ego grins maliciously. “Yeah, I haven’t got any.”


My boss’s never going to believe me if I look like this. You look fine! You look great.

seijou sleepover
  • oikawa: [eyes snapping open] if two guys were on the court and one killed the other with a volleyball, would that be fucked up or what?
  • iwaizumi: oikawa go the fuck to sleep

Kaiba: Wheeler you are a worthless dog who isn’t worth anyone’s time. You will never amount to anything you deadbeat and your dueling skills are abysmal at best. 

Also Kaiba: *invites Joey to his tournament even after having to deal with his friendship nonsense in Battle City and also claiming he is a shit duelist*

Also Kaiba: *goes out of his way to poke fun at Joey just to elicit a response any chance he can get even if they aren’t in a conversation with each other initially*

Also Kaiba: *answers Joey’s phone-call even though he has absolutely no reason to and is at work, a place he claims to require perfection and efficiency in at all times, while worrying about the state of his company*

Also Kaiba: *accepts every duel challenge Joey has ever given him despite claiming that Joey wouldn’t be a challenge for him and therefore shouldn’t bother*

Also Kaiba: *doesn’t openly show care for anyone but his brother, but still goes out of his way every now and then to make sure Joey doesn’t die stupidly or really get too hurt* (insert gifset and manga screenshots of every time this happens here)

Kaiba: And you’re especially not worth my time, Mutt.





Amaterasu [天照], Amaterasu-ōmikami or Ōhirume-no-muchi-no-kami is a part of the Japanese myth cycle and also a major deity of the Shinto religion. She is the goddess of the sun, but also of the universe. 

In Japanese mythology, Amaterasu, the goddess of the sun, is the sister of Susanoo, the god of storms and the sea, and of Tsukuyomi, the god of the moon. It was written that Amaterasu had painted the landscape with her siblings to create ancient Japan. She became the ruler of the sun and the heavens along with her brother, Tsukuyomi, the god of the moon and ruler of the night. Originally, Amaterasu shared the sky with Tsukuyomi, her husband and brother until, out of disgust, he killed the goddess of food, Uke Mochi. This killing upset Amaterasu, causing her to label Tsukuyomi an evil god and to split away from him; separating night from day.

There is also a long-standing rivalry between Amaterasu and her other brother, Susanoo. When he was to leave Heaven by orders of Izanagi, he went to bid his sister goodbye. Amaterasu was suspicious, but when Susanoo proposed a challenge to prove his sincerity, she accepted. Each of them took an object of the other’s and from it birthed gods and goddesses. Amaterasu birthed three women from Susanoo’s sword while he birthed five men from her necklace. Claiming the gods were hers because they were born of her necklace, she decided that she had won the challenge. The two were content for a time, but her brother became restless and went on a rampage, destroying Amaterasu’s rice fields, hurling a flayed pony at her loom, and killing one of her attendants in a fit of rage. Amaterasu, who was in fury and grief, hid inside the Ama-no-Iwato (“heavenly rock cave”), thus effectively hiding the sun for a long period of time. The world, without the illumination of the sun, became dark. The gods could not lure Amaterasu out of her hiding place until the goddess of dawn, Ame-no-Uzume, was able to trick her into reappearance.


Even if you could do all those things, but how could you be someone who could do that? The world would know that you were the one that betrayed every last one of our partners. Betray the memory of Charles Vane. 

Charles Vane is dead. I’d do it for us. It’s how it started. It’s how it’s going to end.


I wanted to tell you, but I was afraid it would open old wounds.