What I Love About Anime:

there are guys in my dorm who decided to play cards in the elevator

i find the idea of platonic soul mates so fucking amazing, like imagine finding someone who you feel complete with but you don’t have to worry about losing them to messy romance because they’ll be your best friend forever instead

how I picture Guinevere Lysandra Weasley from rose petal red by @nonchalantxfish

picrew by naylissah

God, this looks so amazing, i wanna live there

You’re welcome

when you know a word in english but not your native language

when there’s no english equivalent to a word from your native language and vice versa

accidentally switching between your native language and english in a sentence 

hearing someone speak your native language when you’re on vacation on some weird ass country

Original story Idea, I guess?

Or it could just be an AU.

So, what I've written down so far:

Supernatural beings, ghosts and monsters, gods and guardians and everything humans believe in, all exist on another plane on this earth parallel to ours, which interacts with ours and yet is unseen by the gaze of a mere human.

The beings are birthed into existence, by the belief of a human that this being exists.

Their existence is fuelled by the belief of humans and by the emotions the humans feel towards them. They all have emotions they thrive on.

There exists a simple rule as to how strong one of these beings is. The amount of humans that believe in it, the strength of emotion they feels towards it and the time a human spent believing in it are all factors which determine the strength of their soul and the power stored in it.

Of course there are different kinds of fuels for the strength of these beings.

Take for example, gods and deities. These beings thrive on love. The stronger the love for them, the stronger they are. The longer a human has loved them, the stronger they are.

Or take for example, the nightmares, the monsters hidden under the beds and in the closets of children. These monsters thrive on fear and horror. The stronger the fear of the monster, the stronger it is. And the longer it can gorge itself on that fear, the stronger it is as well.

And then, of course, the only beings who diverge from this rule, the nonentities.

Beings who are not born of belief, but called into existence by the most desperate calls of help from a human. When a human, at their breaking point, reaches out to the cosmos with their fractured soul, reaches out for anything, everything and the nothing out of pure desperation. And no being on the planes of this earth answers their cry for help.

That is when a nonentity is born into being.

They are born as white wisps, at the core of their soul the need to help, fix and protect and the call of the one who birthed them. Their form takes shape as time goes by and as they answer more and more pleas.

Their first act on earth is to vanquish what brought their bearer to their breaking point. In this they have no choice.

After the act they may regret it, for mayhaps it was a fundamentally and morally wrong thing to do and their bearer was truly at fault.

Take for example, a lover who has dedicated their whole life to their partner. And this partner grows weary of their unhealthy dedication bordering on obsession and breaks their heart. This brings the lover to their breaking point, for their partner was their whole life. And their love and dedication turns into betrayal, anger, desperation and a thirst for revenge.

And so, a nonentity is brought into existence and they vanquish what brought their bearer such pain. And after, the being realises it erased a human, whose soul was clean.

The existence of a nonentity is not one of joy. The cries of the desperate echo in their soul. They feel their grief, pain and despair.

After their birth act, they continue their mission of following the cries of help, lest the screams in their soul drive them mad.

But after this first act they can choose on which cry to act on and avoid harming the innocent.

But their existence will always be one of pain, guilt and blame.

They are glitches in the system. Not born of it and yet part of it. Outside of the natural order.

I apologize for any grammatical, vocabulary or pacing errors, I only wrote it down quickly and read it over once

I don’t want to be photographed, don’t want other people to see me, for I am weak, I was strong for too long, I broke

Can I just point out the height difference here