I Just Read This Super Sad Post About This Girl Whos Asexual And Married And Everyone Is Basically Telling

I just read this super sad post about this girl who’s asexual and married and everyone is basically telling her that she doesn’t deserve her husband/she’s just a prude/she should just do it anyway. So I want to tell you all right now that if people tell you this, or if they tell you you’ll never have a relationship, it is BULLSHIT. My husband is asexual and I’m not. He’s sex repulsed, we don’t have sex, we never have. And it doesn’t matter to me. You know what does? He does. His mental health and wellbeing matter to me. Because he is my best friend and he’s one of the smartest, kindest, funniest people I’ve ever met. And he’s had people tel him that he’s broken and it makes me SO ANGRY because they are WRONG. Being different doesnt mean you’re broken. If you don’t like sex/don’t want it/etc. Do not let anyone tell you that you’re inferior because you’re not. Do not let anyone convice you that you’ll never have a relationship because they’re wrong(if you want one). You are not broken, and it will be okay.

More Otp AU ideas:

•I’m a magician and you’re the cute sceptical audience member that I made participate in an act that had you gobsmacked, so you hunted me down and demanded to know how I did it.

•I work at a grocery store and holy shit you’re really hot and fUCK I ACCIDENTALLY WALKED INTO THE TINCAN PYRAMID AND AM SUCH A LOSER BECAUSE YOU TURNED AROUND AND ARE TRYING SO HARD NOT TO LAUGH.

• I’m the kid of a really wealthy family and you’re hired as our gardener and are you trying to be this aggressively attractive because holy shit.

•I’m a librarian and I catch you almost every week moving your favourite fantasy series from the fiction to the non-fiction section.

•I’m an ice hockey player and came in early to the ring to practice and saw you practicing your figure skating lesson so I’ve made it a routine to come early just to see you practice.

•I’m a single parent and you work at my kids daycare and you’re really good with them and they keep telling me to invite you over to dinner.

•I was playing Pokemon in class and you linked to me and challenged me to a battle and I lost then I saw you sitting across from me and I demand a REMATCH.

•We’re strangers sitting in a doctors waiting room and ‘Friends’ came on the TV and in the theme we both clapped so hi there.

•We’re the last people in the cinema after a marvel movie because everyone else was weak and we payed to see the damned end credit scene, so who do you think’s the hottest avenger ‘cause my money’s on Captain America.

•I’m home alone and decided to listen to my favourite band on full blast and it got to the duet part and you were walking down the street and started loudly singing the other part.

•We’re in a library and you forgot to plug your headphones in so you’re music was playing loudly and I’m gonna take this moment to criticise your lack of musical taste.

•I’m in my schools gymnastics team and you’re in the opposing schools sport team who came over for a game and you’re pretty hot, then the next week I came to school to find flowers taped to my locker with a note inviting me to one of your games.

•I’m a photography student and I see you almost everyday and you’re always perfect so I always take pictures but I don’t want to be creepy so do you wanna go for coffee?

•I’m an apprentice photographer and you’re the model I’m suppose to take photos of but I’m really nervous so you keep making snarky comments to loosen the tension.

•I’m an art student and we’re doing realistic drawings in class, I was prepared for the fruit bowl and the pair of shoes but then yOU WALKED THROUGH THE DOOR, STRIPPED, SAT ON A STOOL IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROOM AND I FELL OFF MY CHAIR BECAUSE HOLY FUCK.

Pt. 1 Here.

otp prompt: i was robbing the place when you walked into the room and caught me red-handed. except. you didnt call the cops and just stared at me straight in the eyes and handed me an ugly as fuck statue and told to “please take this so i never have to see its ugly ass face anymore my gran wont get rid of it” and left the room to go back to sleep. i may have robbed your house but i think you stole my heart.

Imagine Person A’s friends daring them to spend the night in a supposedly haunted house. And it is haunted. By B. When B sees A enter, they get really excited since they hadn’t had a guest in years. B decides to have a little fun with A. B starts out with the classic door slammings, candles lighting up, and mysteriously floating objects. Nothing harmful, just playful. B’s antics keep A up. As B messes with A, they find they’re growing quite a crush on them. B decides to show themselves. They press their lips against A’s, becoming visible. A screams and runs. B goes after them. They find A trying to navigate around the house, looking for the exit. B goes up to A and introduces themselves. A, scared, introduces themselves too. B explains how they’re stuck in the house and how they were just messing with A. Eventually the conversation strays to how B died. B explains how they had committed suicide. B talks about how they wish they hadn’t. How their family unknowingly left them alone in the house, how they still had a life to live. A ends up admitting that they’re suicidal. B comforts A. Together the two lay in one of the old beds, sharing stories, getting to know each other. In the morning, A says that they need to go, and they leave without another word. B didn’t get the chance to ask A if they’d be returning. A few days go by and A hasn’t showed back up. But then one day, the doors fly open and in walks A. B hurries over to them, giving them a hug. A says how they’re depressed and wants B’s company. A explains how they were too busy to visit B earlier. From there, a romances blossoms between the two. A tries to visit B as often as they can, and B is always there as A’s comforter.

Soulmate AUs and Variations

-your soulmate died and became a ghost for you, guiding you and helping you after death

-variation of the above where you don’t know about your soulmate becoming a ghost/spirit for you and assume you’re lucky in all the ways that matter except one

-your soulmate has a different soulmate and when you die you help them get together so they can be happy and then fade away

-your soulmate’s name is written somewhere on your body and turns gray if they die and you name your kid after the soulmate you never got to meet

-you and your soulmate meet in a situation where both of you know you’re not going to survive and you’re both sad but also just happy you got to meet and have this precious time left together

-variation of the above where they die next to each other holding hands and smiling

-your soulmate is not a person of romantic inclination towards you or anything, but in fact your child because they change you the most and make you the happiest you could ever be

-variation of the above in which your soulmate is still the person who changes your life the most and gives you the greatest happiness ever but is your archnemesis

-another variation of above in which the reason they’re your soulmate even though they’re your soulmate is that in the end they give up their life/everything important to them for your happiness/to save you

-you have two timers, one for each hand-left is when you meet them, and right is when they die

-variation of above: the two times are minutes or seconds apart

-another variation: your soulmate is a villain/hero or cop/law enforcer and you constantly check your right hand because the time never stays the same

-in which the information you get on your soulmate isn’t a name on your body or when you’ll meet them or even their dreams, but random bits of information and thoughts they have in the middle of the day no matter how far apart you guys are

-in which your entire life you have your soulmate’s eyes so when you see each other for the first time, you can see how the other looks at you

-where you have multiple names/soulmarks on you because so many different people make up who you are

-where you literally and physically cannot fall in love with someone who isn’t your soulmate because your heart stops if you do

-your soulmate is someone who grew up/went through similar or extremely similar experiences and circumstances but turned out different; the literal equivalent of what could have happened if you did something different

-your soulmate is your brother/sister/twin because they made you who you are and constantly make you better and love you forever

-you and your soulmate are best friends and everyone keeps telling you that you both will end up together romantically even though you really won’t because being a soulmate doesn’t have to mean being in a romantic relationship

-your soulmate hates you because they’re afraid of what you could mean for them and are so, so, afraid

-your soulmate can change if life-altering experiences occur physically or mentally (though not death)

-your soulmate hates you so much or perhaps the thought of you so much that they try to get rid of their timer/name/mark/etc by scarring and hurting themselves and it kills you

-where your soulmate is the only person who can kill you outside of natural causes (meaning no dying if caused by another person such as car accidents, poisoning you, etc)

-au in which you actually have a guardian angel/cupid with a list of potential soulmates who guides you through your love life and slowly checks people off it

-variation of the above where you have no one/a hell of a lot of people on the list but none of them work and it turns out your cupid is your soulmate

-au where you don’t have a name/mark/timer/first words/etc, but words written on you telling you what they will love most about you

-variation of above in which what’s written is what they’ll always be known for (their legacy or kindness, etc)

-if blind, your name/sentence/timer is set in braille via permanent goosebumps or moles or etc

-au where you live without one of your senses (the one that is or will be the most important to you) until you meet your soulmate

-variation of above where its a color you miss until the meeting

No matter how many people care about you…if you can’t be open with them about who you truly are, you’re still alone.

Diane Chamberlain, The Silent Sister (via wordsnquotes)