#Zense Coupling

[saexy]

honestly its sooo cute,, seeing everyone gushing over their blorbos these days, the entire fyp fillled in honeymooon phase... new foudn love stories.. its soo cute istg... meanwhile im all liek crying noises, or "lets fuck sae" somedaysits a mix of two.. thsi relationship is at teh point of, "I an am avg hieght guy, you're an avg height gal, we shoudl make love" AND IT GETSSS MESOO EXCITED.

[mangamagnet]

A cat in the last life and a girl in this life, but regardless I want to be by your side

[pawsitive-pink-bear]

Zense coupling

[komorebiscans]

Zense Coupling Ch.55.5

Art/Story: Kakitsubata Waka Genre: Josei, Romance, Slice of Life, Supernatural

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This is the last chapter of Zense Coupling. I hope you enjoyed reading it!

[animeandmangainsentences]

Zense Coupling

Four relationships reincarnate and find each other again. The only thing keeping them apart is misunderstandings.

[crimefuck]

gotta stop reading so much romance manga this shit has me in my feelings

[mangobookmarks]

Zense Coupling

Alt name/s: The Dangers in My Heart

(Shoujo, Comedy, Romance, Slice of Life, Reincarnation, Supernatural)

Description: Even if my age and position have changed, my feelings for you will never change! A romantic comedy featuring four couples who've been reincarnated, having been given a second chance at love after being driven apart the first time around. (x)

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Notes: Did someone say reincarnation romance? Then this hybrid 4-koma style manga is sure to sweep you off of your feet! It focuses on four different couples, all with their own individual quirks and circumstances, while intertwining the perspectives into an overarching story. It’s currently in its last leg of scanlating thanks to the quick releases of the scanlation group behind it, so it’ll be a good binge read for those just picking it up!

[noxelie]

Manga Recs:

Blue Period (ongoing) about art

Im - Great Priest Imhotep (completed) tiny high priest from ancient Egypt gets woken up and put into modern Japan

Magus of the Library (ongoing) wonderful world building about a kid from the slums who loves reading

These two are both sweet fluffy romances. :-))

Zense Coupling (completed) about four couples who all reincarnated.

Taisho Maiden Fairytale (completed) wealthy kid gets basically disowned by his dad after accident cripples his right arm. Sicko dad bought him a wife who arrives at his home. Super fluffy romance set in the early 1920s.

Manhwa Recs:

A Stepmother’s Marchen/The Fantasie of a Stepmother (ongoing) fantasy setting where a 16 year old step mother dies and time goes back to her husband’s funeral

The Events of Romeo’s Household (ongoing) Romeo and Juliet kind of except it’s not and our characters are staff in the montague household

Where the Shooting Star has Fallen, Wait There. (ongoing) witches and cat companions, corrupt church I’m crying :-(

Been reading a bunch of stuff during study breaks =~= here are my recommendations !!

[jadulcojuv]

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The place is very nice and the staff are friendly and always willing to help😇.The rooms are spacious, beautiful and clean. We all love the beds and would have wanted to take home the pillows😜, they’re super dooper over comfy. The service of the breakfast is very impressive! The buffet breakfast was adequate with a mix of continental and Filipino selections.

The catering is quality but a little pricey than the average. Food is really good, the seafood on the menu are their own produce so they’re really fresh. We ate a couple of à la carte meals at the resort and we were all satisfied with the quality of the food.

South Palms has the longest white sand beach in this side of the island and beautiful shoreline we’ve ever seen in Panglao. My family have been visiting different beaches and we highly recommend South Palms Resort , if your into beach relaxation and you can be assured of ultimate privacy. It’s perfect for families with kids. Wholesome fun with their diverse water sport offering. The resort has a dive shop so you can book for island hopping, snorkelling or scuba diving. It also has two pools, my family specially the kids enjoyed the pool a lot and would love to stay there over night .🥰🥰

[cloudydoodle-moved]

everytime rhea cloudydoodle posts on their tumblr i get that good good dopamine, their ocs?? Gooooooood shit!! Please info dump about them all because want to love them

sorry for takin so long to reply to this ask!!!! ^^;; 's all under the cut! :3

PLUTO

i don't know if i ever mentioned his age? he's 15!

also, he’s mexican!

he has a black cat!! her name's kuro because...y'know. she's a black cat. pluto's a simple guy, alright? lol

he absolutely loves music! he likes most songs/genres, but he really enjoys vocaloid and cutesy songs (though he won't ever admit it).

a couple of his favorite songs are shama by niru kajitsu (miy_yuu's cover to be specific!) and otsukimi recital by jin.

also he knows every single lyric of renai circulation.

he has terrible posture. please help this boy. he's already 5'3". save his soul. (he's the shortest one in the main 4 ahaaa)

he supresses his emotions a lot of the time, even happiness. he doesn't wanna deal with any of that, no sir.

he's good at staying quiet. like, it's almost scary how silent he can walk across floors.

(he's spooked koko about a million times because of this. at first it was unintentional, but now pluto has some fun with it.)

he types pretty normally when it comes to texting, like;

pluto: What are you guys even talking about. What's happening.

he'll die before he uses an emoji. he's fine with emoticons like :), but he will Never use emojis.

he'd probably wear crocs. he tucks his sweatpants into his combat boots. he's a fashion disaster.

he's really observant!! he'll notice the tiniest things, like a change in typing style or perfume. he probably won't point it out, though.

he barely listens in class, and yet he somehow always gets decent grades. koko mourns dramatically about this.

he doesn't like most coffee or tea. if he really has to, then he'll drink iced coffee. honestly? he just likes cold water.

sometimes he writes in this little pocket journal. he'll kill anyone who tries to look through it, because, y'know.

he's terrible at any physical activity, especially push ups. please, he is just a noodle.

he, of course, really digs space. it's one of his biggest interests! he's bursting at the seams to infodump, but he doesn't wanna bother anyone, y'know?

he chose the nickname pluto because he is very cool and edgy and it just kinda stuck.

he's surprisingly kind sometimes? because he's really observant, he catches on if he sees someone being...off or sadder than usual.

he'll try to just. give the person a small gift/note, and he'll run off like a dumb tsundere lol

he doesn't watch a lot of anime (or shows in general), but he really enjoys the disastrous life of saiki k (because who wouldn't?). he and koko watch it together whenever they're feeling shitty.

fun fact: every time i get a new sketchbook, i draw him first.

KOKO

he's 16, but he's in the same grade(??? whatever the word is) as pluto! funky birthday tingz, y'know?

he's half indian and half filipino, which explains his last name (castillo-madan)!

anyways. in canon, he chose koko as a nickname instead of niko (though he'll def accept that nickname too) because it was a nickname that navya called him as a kid, and he just vibes with it.

(also, he wanted to avoid as many nico nico nii jokes as he can)

he watches a lot of anime! he's the reason why pluto got into vocaloid, too. he stans miku and also momo kisaragi. what a king.

he LOOOOVES the movie kimi no na wa/your name. zen zen zense is one of his favorite songs, like, ever.

his fav anime (animes?? i never know which one's right...) are mob psycho 100 and march comes in like a lion.\

he's loud and energetic and tries his best to cheer people up!! he also has owo bracelets, because he's just Like That.

he has adhd! he's trying his best.

he's very passionate about the things and people that he loves!! when he gets a new interest, it hits *hard*. he'll get absolutely hyperfixated on it.

his favorite show ever is probably avatar: the last airbender. he stans zuko and toph.

he's so bad at sleeping right. i say this because i forgot to give him his eyebags in his ref :( 

his typing is a disaster, like me! like;

koko: AGHIUSGHSDHKJ HELLOOOO?!?!!? am i in HELL what's going ON

the only emojis he uses are heart emojis! his favs are the yellow heart & revolving hearts.

when it comes to physical activity, he’s not the best at things like running, but he’s pretty alright at carrying heavy things! 

he’d die if he didn’t have coffee. please help this man.

sorta like pluto, he pushes a lot of his negative feelings to the side (...sayori/kano kinnie?). he’s bursting apart at the seams, but he’s trying his best to stay cheerful. gotta stay happy for his friends!

he can kinda play the guitar!! he doesn’t pick it up very much, but he can probably play a few simple songs!

his mind is either empty or has 390824234897 different thoughts. there is no inbetween.

he gets really invested in characters and likes writing down character analyses sometimes!! he just vibes with them a lot

(some of his favs are kano shuuya and shinobu kochou :p)

fun fact (that makes me cringe): he was named after kokobot on kik. that was my terrible decision when i was like 10

can you tell i project onto them a lot??? my weeb-ness??? and part of me feels like i got their characters a bit off, even though i’m the literal creator USDAHGJHGKJ...

thanks a bunch for asking about them, nonnie!!! :D and sorry if anything’s messy;; i wrote it all throughout the day and am too lazy to proofread it ;; (and also technically english isn’t my first language, so sorry for any mistakes!!)

[nyakusan]

tagged by @lovekuramas! ty :)

birth year: :-)

star sign: aquarius

height: 5’5/166cm

put your playlist on shuffle and list the first 4 songs: uh i have a Couple so ill just choose the one i use most

zen zen zense - soraru cover

orion - yonezu kenshi

space colony - mili

killer ball - gesu no kiwami otome

grab the nearest book, turn to page 23, what’s the 17th line?

i was gonna put down the whole sentence but then i realized it was a Little Long so here’s the first half of it

“I could not remember when the lines above Atticus’s moving finger separated into words, but I had stared at them all the evenings in my memory...”

ever had a song or poem written about you?

have i written a poem about myself in the past? perhaps for a school assignment? yes, most likely

when was the last time you played air guitar?

is someone implying that air guitar is an actual thing you play as a hobby or am i missing something

celebrity crushes?

me

what is a sound you love/hate?

i. hate the sound of people DROPPING THEIR HYDROFLASKS god i hate it so much like i get it you have the trending water bottle wow good for you ive been using one since elementary school don’t put it on your desk or the floor and knock it over because its so LOUD and i can’t focus

and a sound i love is moody restaurant

do you believe in ghosts?

not really but maybe i would if you convinced me

do you believe in aliens?

i think they’re a lot more realistic than ghosts

do you drive? and if you do, have you ever crashed?

my parents would never pay for the insurance

last book you read?

to kill a mockingbird

do you like the smell of gasoline?

??? who does aside from that lady who was on my strange addiction

last movie you saw?

um. it may or may not be the live action version of fma (it was bad)

do you have any obsessions right now?

h i . don’t like calling anything obsessions but i’ve been restarting all my pokemon games and clearing them again

do you tend to hold grudges?

hm. maybe not

are you in a relationship right now?

h yes

idk who to tag since i usually just tag the same people each time so go ahead and do this if you want to gjfhdjd

[mangamagnet]

A princess and her servant. An owner and his pet. Though what we are to each other has changed, there is a bond that won’t break.

[pawsitive-pink-bear]

Zense coupling

[komorebiscans]

Zense Coupling Ch.47.5

Art/Story: Kakitsubata Waka Genre: Josei, Romance, Slice of Life, Supernatural

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[mangafeeds]

The Couple From Previous Lives.

Alternative : Fūfu wa zense kara ; 夫婦は前世から

The Couple From Previous Lives summary: The couple, who died in the early Showa era, were reborn and reunited during the Reiwa era!? The confused youngsters regained their past lives memories! #MangaFeeds.com, #ReadFreeMangaOnline MangaFeeds.Com: Read manga online the latest manga comic book, updated daily: https://mangafeeds.com/post/the-couple-from-previous-lives-1595698025

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[alltheworldsinmyhead]

                           OUR FUTURE WILL BE A BRIGHT ONE. 

                                eremika soulmates through time modern au

(ff. net/ ao3)

 (he’s just about to catch her when she falls,  slips through his fingers in a heartbeat, in a fraction of a second in-between breath; painfully calm and painfully beautiful, even after she is no more. Always one before her time, just as he’s always late to say things he should’ve said, late to see what he had standing in front of his very own eyes.

 she’s always chasing after him and he always remains out of her reach in his last minutes; she never gets to stand by his side and she never gets to say a proper goodbye, as he rushes towards his death like he rushes for everything else – carelessly and eagerly, head-on. Leaving her behind. )

                                   CHAPTER ONE: COUP DE FOUDRE

 COUP DE FOUNDRE ( noun.)

FRENCH, literally: lightning strike, it can be applied to falling in love at first sight, fast and violently

at last, hello, you’ve opened your eyes

but why won’t you even look at me, what’s wrong?

you angrily tell me I’m late

well, I’m sorry, but I ran the fastest I can

 my heart got here before my body could even make it

-          RADWIMPS -  Zen Zen Zense

  (he’s just about to catch her when she falls,  slips through his fingers in a heartbeat, in a fraction of a second in-between breath; painfully calm and painfully beautiful, even after she is no more. Always one before her time, just as he’s always late to say things he should’ve said, late to see what he had standing in front of his very own eyes.

 she’s always chasing after him and he always remains out of her reach in his last minutes; she never gets to stand by his side and she never gets to say a proper goodbye, as he rushes towards his death like he rushes for everything else – carelessly and eagerly, head-on. Leaving her behind. )

   ….

 Like everyone else, they meet by accident; pass each other on a crowded street, on Friday evening, with sky dark and cold chilling them to the bone.  And at first, they don’t even realize what has just happened, because books promised something different, parents warned them of something else. They both expected a violent phenomenon that would rip them into pieces;  a lightning strike through her veins, thunderstorms inside his head, heavy rain in the moment when they would share the same air.

Instead, this brown haired boy passes her and  Mikasa feels summer evening in early July;  setting sun caressing her skin as she sits on the wooden porch of her grandparents’ house, the smell of honeysuckle in the air, strawberry seeds between her teeth and crickets singing on the meadows.

Instead,  this raven-haired girl passes him and Eren feels spring morning; waking up at sunrise with birds chirping cheerfully outside,  old willow tree in his backyard sprouting fresh green leaves, the cold bite of the shower and a whole new, untainted day yet to be lived spread in front of him.

It’s not painful. It does not hurt. But it hits nevertheless, all those feeling both alien and familiar. The pair of them makes a few more steps before stopping in their respective tracks; she shivers, he gasps.

It feels- it feels as if they suddenly have two beating fast hearts instead of one, two hearts trashing in one ribcage.

When they turn around to look at each other, they do it like people on the streets, when they feel a delicious smell of pastries from bakery’s open door; with cheeks flushed and awe and amazement in their eyes wide open, with fresh snow making a strange squeaking sound underneath their boots.

And then they lock eyes; the girl with a long braid of dark hair meticulously pinned around her head and the boy with a red scarf wrapped carelessly around his neck. And every movie, every song, every romance movie turns out to be right, because as green meets gray, people around them stop half-movement, snowflakes halt frozen on their way to the ground, the time itself seems to have forgotten how to fly.

It’s not easy, sharing a soul with someone – said their elders.- This pain of the first meeting of your destined is not the last one.

But Mikasa doesn’t feel any pain as she’s looking into those green, green eyes, oh dear god how, they are so green, she dreamed him, dreamed about him and his eyes, how could’ve she forgotten?  

And all Eren can think of is beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, each part of her so beautiful, each movement graceful, the simple surprised arch of her eyebrows exquisite; this diamond of a woman that he feels he already knows better than he knows himself.

It all comes back to them in a flow of emotions, of sensations; the dreams, the longing, this phantom presence they felt all their lives without realizing that.

In the middle of a snowstorm, two hands reach for each other simultaneously, fingers brushing –

And that’s when the lightning strikes.

 …

 I missed you, I missed you, I missed you so bad

So that’s what they meant by pain.- hazily thinks Mikasa, dazed, lost in the ocean of green. Sadness and happiness hit her like a tsunami wave, flooding her, pushing the air from her lungs. The ache of separation, of how could I live my life without you for all those years, for I cannot imagine not touching you now that I had – mixed up with the pure, unfiltered happiness as he entwines his fingers with hers. Mikasa gasps, basking in this warmth, overwhelmed with the feeling of contentment incomparable to anything she has ever felt. At the back of her mind, she wonders why she’s not ashamed of her reactions; why she doesn’t try to hide her amazement, be more composed. But why would she do that? The current of his emotions flows through her veins like a blood, she feels the buzzing underneath his skin. He’s bolder than her, more curious; while she’s content with standing still and looking at him, his fingers travel upwards, caressing her palm, her wrist, leaving a trail of blazing fire on her skin. It’s not even warm anymore, she feels hot inside as if she was burning alive.

She wonders if she should worry about that.

 Eren can’t stop touching her. She has small, pale hands, nails meticulously manicured, silver ring on the little finger of her left hand. His fingers trail along the blue-greenish veins of her naked wrists;  the tips of her fingers are red and somewhere, in the most down to earth part of his brain, he thinks they should both were goddamn gloves in this weather.

But why should he wear gloves, when it’s so hot, he’s almost boiling?

She’s silently standing in front of him and he still thinks she’ll disappear any second now, even though he keeps a firm grip both on both of her hands. He worries that the storm will take her away, that the snow will erase her footprints; that she’ll be gone and he’ll be all alone once again. And this thought hurts him, hurts him deep to the bone and so, before he can even think about it,  his hands lock around her wrists.

It’s all new and so incredibly fresh, this bond between them burning white and pulsing like an open wound but she must’ve sensed his discomfort from the way he grabbed her, because her expression turns from awe-struck to soothing; she gently  wraps her fingers around his wrists, her thumb circling on his skin -  the caress that almost stops his heart’s beating altogether.

“What’s your name?” he asks and he almost doesn’t recognize his own voice; it’s raspy and desperate and he nearly laughs at the irony of a situation. He’d know her anywhere, blind and deaf and lost and still, he knows nothing about her at all.

“Mikasa”  she answers, so quietly that the wind nearly steals her voice away before it can reach his ears. “My name is Mikasa.”

Mi-ka-sa

“My name is Eren.”  there’s a laughter in this introduction, lightness and less strain than before.  “Guess I finally found you, huh?”

She can only laugh back at that. Laugh, because while the tension between them turns so unbearable that she’s half a second away from letting go of his hands, she somehow wants to move closer. Because she wants to feel his arms wrapped around her waist, wants to bury her fingers in his shaggy mop of brown hair, wants to lean up so that the tips of their noses would touch. Laugh, because she has never felt so light, so alive and she knows for an undeniable fact that it’s all new to him too.

His smile is fond. Gentle is the way he slowly, carefully, unwinds her fingers from around her wrists, but they both hiss in pain and the sudden loss of contact. The burning warmth is replaced by biting cold and all in them screams to not let go.

They know the standard procedure of the first meeting - there is more than one and it’s all up to them. Sometimes destined couples give in to the pull straight away, deciding that they have a whole life for talking and disappearing from work and social life for days until they emerge with hair messed up and hearts full, so in love it hurts to look at them. Sometimes they make an effort to take things slow, gradually; get to know each other on a detailed level, untangle the tangled-up net of emotions, resist the temptation of just touching in order to sort out how they fit in each other’s lives first.  And sometimes they just try to completely brush it off, discard the bond given to them so effortlessly and try to play pretend that that’s a normal relationship; go to dates and chill out in larger groups before they take this one big final step.

Neither of those options feels right to Mikasa and Eren; she has already completely abandoned any notion of exchanging numbers and going home as if nothing happened. He, on the other hand, can’t deal with the itch in his bones, pull that urges him forward to touch her just one more time.  All of him is pushing him closer to Mikasa, but then he glances at her; at her shining gray opals for eyes, and the shade of rose painted on her cheeks by the frost.

He doesn’t want to fuck it up.

Not now, not with this girl. He can’t bear the thought of simply leaving, not now that he finally found her, but if she wants to leave and brush it under the rug, he won’t stop her.

( Carla’s voice rings clear in his ears oh my boy, this urge to put this person before yourself  - you’d think that’s something good, but it is why it all ends badly more often than not.)

Thankfully, she doesn’t seem to want to go either; she opens her mouth as if to say something and the abruptly closes it, crimson flooding her face as she tears her gaze from his face to stare at her shoes. Curiously, Eren probes the string of emotions between them; and as Mikasa’s feelings echo back to him, he almost jumps out of his skin. It’s fuzzy and undefined, but undeniable at the same time – need burns inside her, need and happiness, and a healthy dose of fear, and – yes. She’s just as reluctant as he is to let go. He resists the urge to fist pump in a triumph.

She shivers as the cold wind blows right in her face and for  a moment he is transfixed by the way the loose streaks of her hair dance around her face, and then, just as he’s about to propose to find some place warm, she blurts out:

“ My apartment is near.”

Her face twists into a horrified expression and he fights himself so as not to laugh. Because, no matter all the grace and elegance she possesses, she is just incredibly cute like that; stumbling on her feet and flustered, so new to all of this.  However, she seems so incredibly irritated with herself, that he concludes that she must act differently in normal circumstances, far more stoic and composed. If that’s so, they’ll make quite a pair.

His stomach makes a somersault at that though and he can’t help but grin.

He leans down so that their faces are at the same level and moves closer; the sting of heat returns with the force twice as great as before as he brushes the stray hair from her face.

“ Can I come over, then?”  he asks quietly, voice warm and rich as honey.

She nods, wordlessly, drunk in his touch, struggling to pull herself together.

His grin turns into a smile and before she can notice, he unwraps the scarf from his neck and loops it around hers.

“ I know you said it’s near, but you look terribly cold.” he says by the world of explaining, awkwardly scratching the back of his neck and blushing under her surprised gaze.

And so, she just has to smile at that.