god how i love these two

anonymous asked:

Imagine the first time Percy winks at Vex after they get together. Whatever you imagine her reaction to be they're all pure gold.

okay SO

option one: it happens in public, during a round of ‘how much pda can we get away with?’ and keyleth actually has the biggest reaction, frantically tapping vex’s shoulder and going “that’s your wink!” and vex smiles real slow and pleased and goes “yep, that’s mine alright”

option two: it happens in an aside, when no one else is really looking, but vex can’t really make a big thing of it, she just gasps as if she’s offended and hisses “don’t you wink at me” and percy grins and vex wants to kiss him for being an insufferable ass and so damn happy and she can so she does

option three: it happens in private, and it’s a deliberate message that vex didn’t know she could read, but they’ve been orbiting and learning each other so closely she instantly knows what he means by taking her wink, that percy is also offering, asking if he can take the lead and vex very happily lets him, daring him to seduce her if he thinks he knows her tricks so well

Selfmade Nygmobblepot Neon Lights Are Finally Finished!!

God damn it, I always wanted that neon light Umbrella of Oswald’s in my flat, but fck it, those signs are really expensive! So me and my friend decided to build them by our own. Now, after nearly four days of work, I have not one, but two signs on my walls!

I love how great the results came out!

The Ask Box Questions

Good morning from this side, loved ones! Hello to new followers and hello, too, to those who have been sticking around :)

This blog received only two concerns/questions from the Ask Box. Both from anonymous readers. Both interesting ones as well. I’m sorry I double checked the Ask Box just today but yes, I will respond. First I have to pray and seek God’s Word on how I can help the best way I can.

For now, make time to search answers yourself in God’s Word. Pray as needed, it’s our breath since redeemed by the Lord Jesus.

I’ll get back to you on the concerns in God’s time :) Thanks for sending and sharing the concern! God bless your midweek.

Ask and you shall receive

My ask box is always open but I notice when people do use it they almost always apologize. You don’t actually need to do that. If I don’t have time I won’t answer but probably I’ll just answer later.

In fact, however, today I’m in an answering mood so if you’ve got burning queries, this is the time to lay them down. The story I’m writing is percolating slightly, I’m waiting on news and am going to bounce around my desktop a bit this morning/afternoon. It may take me a day or two to reply depending on how much excavation I have around here or how many questions I get (but maybe none of you have any, IDK), but go ahead, ask away. 

Ask me silly questions about Yuri on Ice (or serious, or anything, god, fucking LOVE that show) or anime, or manga, or other books, or my books, or my fanfic, or writing in general, or why Iowa keeps voting for Steve King (sorry, sigh) or whatever you want. I might not be able to answer everything but I will do my best.

The only thing I can’t do is answer in Japanese because I’m still not that good. I could show you a little Japanese but I’ll likely muck it up. I’m okay with making some mistakes but that’s about all I’m doing RN is mucking up.

Anyway. I’m off to shower and an appointment, then I’m back here to see what you leave me. Use the ask box if you have curiosities. And if all you care about is that I keep reblogging YOI things I find, then never fear, that will continue to happen.

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“Hey Mr. Trustfund Kid, for some reason my fans want to see us together, so for five seconds let’s call a truce so I can post this real quick.”
“I don’t see the point–”
“Say cheese!”
“–why do people say cheese? How about Elizabeth instead?”
“oh my god”

These two are my absolute fave from Mystic Messenger, and I really wanted to try drawing them taking a selfie together…maybe during party preparations? Ehehe. ❤️ Anyway I love these two and I love this game and I don’t even play otome okay? 😂 Hope you like ~

i don’t think a lot ot The Straights realize this, but shit like that is SUPER damaging? “two guys being together is so cute” oh my GOD SHUT THE FUCK!! it’s just like emma’s “gay guys are hilarious!” and vilde’s “i LOVE gay people!”

but ESPECIALLY this girl oh my god, you’re not entitled to be friends with a queer person just because you want to show how accepting you are or whatever. 

especially in forward thinking countries like norway, THAT kind of day to day homophobia is the most prominent and it’s the shit that makes it harder to accept yourself. because even though it’s a “positive” comment, it sets queer people apart from straight people.

we don’t want to be gross and we don’t want to be cute. we just want to fucking BE (((((^:

  • <p> <b></b> "How did you two meet?"<p/><b>Cas:</b> “Dean stabbed me.”<p/><b></b> "What has been your worst fight?"<p/><b>Dean:</b> “Probably when Cas became God and killed a whole bunch of folk…and then I tried to have Death gank him…Not our finest hour.”<p/><b></b> "When did you realize you were in love with each other?"<p/><b>Dean:</b> “I guess it started when Cas betrayed Heaven for me. I began to realize something was off with the way I grieved after the whole Leviathan thing, but I think I accepted it in Purgatory. I was going to tell him once we made it home, but…”<p/><b>Cas:</b> “I have always loved Dean, I just didn’t know how to recognize the emotion for what it was. Once I became human, though, it was harder to ignore.”<p/><b></b> "Who initiated the first kiss?"<p/><b>Dean:</b> “I-well, he-“<p/><b>Cas:</b> “We were on a hunt, Dean had been knocked out. I thought he required resuscitation, but in the last moment he opened his eyes and we stared at each other… I don’t know who moved first.”<p/><b>Dean:</b> “It was mutual, I think.”<p/><b></b> "Who was the first to say ‘I love you’?"<p/><b>Dean:</b> “Oh, we haven’t, uh-“<p/><b>Cas:</b> “The depth of our feelings for each other cannot be adequately expressed through such a simple phrase.”<p/><b>Dean:</b> “Right. Actions speak louder.”<p/><b></b> "Who is the little spoon?"<p/><b>Cas:</b> “We are not cutlery of any size.”<p/><b>Dean:</b> “No, as in- never mind. I am, okay? But just because Castiel’s wings can wrap around the both of us.”<p/><b>Cas:</b> “Oh, you are referring to our intimate hugs. I enjoy those.”<p/><b>Dean:</b> “Shut up, Cas.”<p/><b></b> "Who proposed?"<p/><b>Cas:</b> “Dean did. He was very romantic.”<p/><b>Dean:</b> “Dude, I’ve got a reputation to uphold.”<p/><b>Cas:</b> “Of course. Dean did not take me on a walk through a beautiful flower garden filled with bees, nor did he serenade me with his guitar at a fountain. He did not make a picnic lunch with naturally sourced ingredients. He certainly did not give a very beautiful speech when he went down on one knee, and he did not choose perfect matching rings.”<p/><b>Dean:</b> *links their hands together so both rings are showing* “You’re still not very good at this whole lying thing.”<p/><b>Cas:</b> “That’s okay. I already have what I want."

listen…i’m a lil emo…a little emotional….because i can’t get over how much henrik loves and cares about his character?? like he portrayed him with such care and attention to details and talent and he made a very complex character like even come to life and like, we all miss even but it’s obvious he misses him too? god knows how many hours he spent reading the script and practicing lines and studying the character and it was a big part of his life, something he was truly passionate about, for a couple of months and up until two weeks ago he, like us, had something to look forward to, watching the show and seeing how the story actually turned out on screen. he had to say goodbye to the set and the show (for now) and you can tell he loved loved the experience and!! i hope he’ll enjoy many more moments on the skam set because i love even and also because henrik deserves it 

hunk and keith headcanons [insert sunglasses emoi] 

  • “so hunk…how do you feel about cryptids?” “oh god. you’re just like pidge.” “don’t worry. we’ll convert you.”
  • a month later// hunk: i’ve decided my favorite cryptid is the jackalope. it’s cute and seems arguably nonviolent keith: oh that’s a good one. my favorite cryptid is pidge pidge, in the other room: i Heard that
  • hunk tries to help make the food coran cooks more palatable for all of them but keith is such a fucking picky eater when he’s able to be
  • hunk: how is it that you ate canned pears for months at a time and were satisfied but now that you’re in space you’ve decided to get all choosy
  • hunk is a really nice guy but that doesn’t mean that he won’t stand up for himself lmao so keith gives him an attitude he gives it right back
  • keith is secretly impressed
  • keith wants to be as strong as hunk wtf…hunk could lift the whole ship if he wanted to probably
  • but hunk is modest so keith says this to him one day and he almost passes out 
  • keith’s work here is done
  • hunk is the only person who can make keith laugh until he cries and nobody else understands it it’s a fucking anomaly
  • how does he do it? teach them hunk
  • keith feels most comfortable discussing concerns with hunk or shiro but because shiro is having such a tough time he starts going to hunk more and it’s really so hard for him to open up to people but it seems so nonthreatening when it’s hunk he’s talking to…it’s weird but he can dig it
  • and hunk never judges him or makes him feel unintelligent for asking about something most people probably know or think is common knowledge and keith really appreciates that
  • plus hunk is literally always both dying and on fire so he can understand the need for reassurance
  • which is actually a great plus side to being friends with keith too because he never gives anything but the reality and that’s very grounding for hunk and his anxiety like keith never makes up anything just to make him feel better he describes the situation as it is
  • on the flip side keith also causes hunk’s heart rate to skyrocket because he’s always doing some type of dangerous shit that everyone has heavily advised against
  • hunk: are you really sure you wanna do that we’ve all discussed at great length how much of a horrible idea that is keith: …anyways [does it]
  • keith is touch starved as hell even if he won’t admit it and hunk is the team’s Official Hug Dealer
  • hunk has had to carry keith away from a fight so many fucking times. can keith calm the hell down. hunk just slings him over his shoulder and walks away with him while keith seethes like an angry cat. 
  • keith cannot get over how strong hunk is. he tried to pick up hunk’s bayard while in gun form and almost broke his spine. what the fuck.
  • keith: so is hunk a nickname or…? hunk: no that’s my real name keith: hm. fitting. hunk: [screaming with his mouth closed]
  • hunk and pidge are So Smart it’s wild y’all. at first when they started talking to each other while keith was in the room he felt like they were speaking a different language but he’s like learning by osmosis and now he can understand like 20% of their technical talk
  • hunk: refers to something using the highly complex technical jargon no one but him understands keith: the what hunk: i’m so sorry. the tool to your right.
  • the nausea hunk experiences while in flight never really goes away even after they start flying on a daily basis so sometimes hunk will lay on the couch dying silently and keith will just rub his tummy

Maid - Joker x Reader imagine part 2 :)

a/n: ok im super nervous about this one. i was requested to do a daddy smut w joker so ill try :) and let me tell you what this joker is like, he’s passionate here about.. making love sooo yeah AND he’s not 100000% maniacal, just a little bit of a maniac. here it goes 

a/n: update - im eating a banana rn :D

characters: Jared Leto!Joker, Reader

warnings: smut, swearing, daddy kink


Ever since the encounter with Mr. J two weeks ago, he was the only thing on my mind. How unfair, I get him as my only thought subject while he gets to have other things on his mind. Like… His business, Batman, police, his henchmen and other problems. I bet he doesn’t think about me at all. But God do I hope he does. What am I to him? A maid? A fuck toy? No thanks. He said he had a liking in me, does that mean I mean something more to him than just sex? I hope. 

Well, I can’t hope for that. We can’t have feelings for each other, that would be wrong - he’s my boss. If he uses me just for sex - that would partly be acceptable. No, no that wouldn’t be. Jesus, what’s gotten into me lately? Have I caught feelings for him? Him? 

If we could keep it as just sex, it would save heartbreak for everyone. I wouldn’t be complaining. I’m not complaining, the sex was just… wow. The best I’ve had. And, it was the only time for me and him. Did he not like me in bed? What if I was bad at it? Oh my God, I hope not.

Every day I was longing for his touch, but the only thing I received was looks and orders. This was really frustrating me. He was so complicated, I couldn’t figure him out in any way. I guess that was his goal. To be mysterious and unpredictable, closed to everyone around. Mr. J was giving me a hard time.

I was cleaning the boss’s own bedroom - which didn’t need much cleaning, but I cleaned it anyway cause there was nothing else to do - when I heard an echo of a door being shut. He must have come back from business. I heard shouts that seemed like happy ones echoing through the house, but just kept cleaning. Guess Mr. J had successful business today. 

I spotted a gun on the floor and bent to pick it up.It was quite heavy.  I hoped my uniform didn’t go up too high because if someone walked in, there would be quite a funny situation. I reached the gun and picked it up, straightening my posture so it would be more comfortable for me to look at it. It was-

“I would prefer the other position, doll.” I heard him speak from far behind me. My body froze, not knowing what to do. I had just picked up his gun. Oh my God, I’m so dead. Had he been watching me? I was so scared I couldn’t even think of what to say, I couldn’t move an inch. Okay, whatever happens, happens.

My breathing was heavy and quiet as I heard him walk up to me from behind and put his firm hands on my hips. What was happening?

“Be a good girl for Daddy and put that thing down, baby girl.” Mr. J spoke lowly and dominantly in my ear, his breath tingling my skin. I swear, my heart almost jumped out of its cage. I was scared, but also turned on a bit. Wait, did he ask me to put it back? But that would mean bending over again. I could just put it on the night stand. Yeah, let’s go with that option. I slowly, with my body shaking, bent forward and put the small weapon on the night stand, with his grip on me tight. 

“Oh baby,” he almost moaned in my ear. “Obedient today, are we?” He said as I bent back up. He pulled me even closer to his front and I could feel his boner through the fabrics of our clothing (a/n: gOD HELP ME I HAVENT WRITTEN SMUT IN LIKE A YEAR SHBSH I FEEL LIKE IM SINNING). I sucked in a sharp breath at the realisation that he was turned on by me. Wait, was it me? Oh my God what’s happening. “Not talking, either?” He asked and laughed lowly. He was turning me on, christ.

Suddenly Mr. J turned me around to face him and pull our bodies even closer, if that was possible at this point. I finally saw him for the first time today and we were finally as close to each other as last time. He looked pretty good, his shirt was unbuttoned at the top, showing a bit of his pale chest and tattoos and he had a slight smirk on his face. My mouth unvoluntarily fell agape at the sight before me.

“Do you like what you see, doll?” He said and raised my chin up to him with his hand. His eyes were focused on my face, as if searching my features. “C'mon, talk to me. You haven’t said a word.”

“Y-yes, sir, I-”

“It’s Daddy to you now.” He butted in.

“Yes, D-daddy,” I hesitated a bit. I know I was quite young to be working here - I finished high school a year ago, and he was a few years older than me, but his ‘daddy’ fetish was a little weird. “I j-just-”

“You look like something’s bothering you, can you tell Daddy what’s wrong?”

Can I? I mean, it has to do with him. Nah, I won’t let my self-consciousness ruin this perfect moment.

“It’s n-nothing, nothing’s bothering me, Daddy.”

“Really? Are you not lying to me, baby girl?”

“No, Daddy.”

“I love how it sounds when you say it.” Joker growls at me, making me shiver. His left hand makes its way up my back and soon he’s holding the back of my neck tightly, making me gasp. 

He pulls my face closer to his and connects our lips. Oh, so that’s what’s happening. I hesitate at first, but then put my hands around his neck and kiss him back. The way he kissed me was… with power, force and lust. I loved the combination. 

I moaned when he bit down on my lower lip with his metal teeth, there was more pleasure than pain. He grunted with a smirk and untied the bow that was holding my uniform together and threw it somewhere on the floor. I kicked off my heels before he pulled down my tights, all while our lips moved in sync.

Joker pulled away abruptly, making me whine at the loss of contact. He then tightened his grip on my neck and I got it as my que to be quiet.

“Now, baby girl,” he said, moving his hands to my back, “I’m gonna lay you down.” He said and did as promised, slowly, almost teasingly, laying my back first down on his bed. The covers felt like silk against my bare thighs, they were so soft. Joker leans back up and removes his… armory. He looked great from this point of view. He looked good from every angle, actually.

“You know,” he starts speaking matter-of-factly, ”you’re lucky I’m in a good mood today. Business went really well, so I’ve got nothing to be angry about. And to come home to such a great view of baby girl cleaning up… makes my day even better.” He finished, opening the lower buttons of his shirt.

“Aren’t you lucky to have me here, all just for you, Daddy?” I asked in a sweet voice, trying to ignore the hundred questions in my mind.

“Of course I am, my dear doll.” He said before getting on the bed and situating himself above me. “But now… it’s time to play a little bit.” He said, stroking my cheek with the back of his hand. “What do you say?”

“Sure, Daddy.” I said barely above a whisper. Joker showed me his wicked smile and leaned down to kiss me again. I loved how rough, but soft his lips were, I loved the feeling of them. Mr. J’s hips pressed down on mine and his hands moved up to push my dress off of me. Once it was over my head, he threw it somewhere behind us. Now he was fully clothed with his purple shirt hanging on his torso and I was in only my black matching underwear.

Joker then sat up straight and his eyes raked over my body, mine watching him intently.

“We’ve got something beautiful here.” He stated loudly with a lustful smile. “Aren’t you beautiful, my dear?” He asked rethorically and I couldn’t help but to giggle and bite my lip. I watched as his face lowered down to my neck and he started slowly leaving rough kisses on my skin. I moaned as he traced his lips down my body, the valley of my breasts and he stopped at the middle of my tummy. 

“Look at me, doll.” He said quite sternly. I opened my eyes and looked down at him staring at me, his chin resting on my stomach. “Tell me what you want.” He said. He then turned his head so his cheek was on my stomach and his hands were resting under my body. “What do you want… What do you want… What do you want… Tell me, tell me, tell me…” he said, playing with the skin of my back.

“What re the options, Daddy?” I asked, in a half-moan. This all was turning me on so badly I just wanted him to take me right there, right now.

“Well… we could always just go with the boring option… or we could play games… or I could use my fingers, lips or any toy to make you, doll, pleased.” He said with joy filled eyes. “Today’s your day, baby girl. Daddy’s already happy, and he’ll be even more happy if his doll is.” He finished and I smiled at him. “So make your choice, darling.”

“Oh, Daddy, I would love to have your fingers work wonders on me…” I moaned out. 

“Beg for it, baby girl.”

“Oh, please, please, please, Daddy, I want your fingers so bad.” I whined, shutting my eyes closed. “Daddy, please.”

“You sound desperate, doll, so…” He rose up in a sitting position, straddling the sides of my hips. “I will give you what you want.” Mr. J said, tracing his fingers all over my face, moving them just the way to arouse me. I bet my panties were so wet it was visible. Jesus Christ, the things this man made me feel… 

His fingers moved down to my neck, then to my bra covered chest, kneading and touching it perfectly. Where has he been? He knows how to please a woman so well. He ripped my bra in half and threw it away. Multiple moans left my mouth, getting louder each time.

“Yes, baby, be loud, I love to hear you.” Joker encouraged me, moving his fingers further down my body and stopping just above my underwear. “Where do you want my fingers, doll?” He teased, tracing the line of my underwear with his fingers. “Do you want them…” he said, suddenly cupping my heat and making my back arch up from his bed. “There? Would that be okay with you?” Joker leaned in close to my face, his other hand supporting my back, so we were both sitting up. I put my arms around his neck. “Speak.” He growled.

“Y-yes, Daddy,” I managed to choke out. “Right there.” I said just before Joker pressed on my underwear, beginning to trace circles after. “Daddy, that feels s-so good….” I moaned out, dipping my fingers into his skin. He teased my center before moving my underwear to the side and continuing his work without a fabric bothering. “Daddy, please….”

“What? What is it?” Joker asked. “You don’t like it if I tease you, huh? You don’t like that?” He asked with a fake pout on his lips. 

“M-more, please, Daddy…” I begged. I bet there was a satisfied smirk on his face, but I didn’t see. His finger entering me had my eyes closed shut and mouth wide open, high pitched moans leaving it. “Oh, yes…” I sighed in pleasure, only to be interrupted when he added another finger, nearly reaching my G-spot. I almost screamed when he did that, it was more of like a scream and a moan mixed together. Mr. J began to circle them both around in me, bringing me closer to my release any second.

“Are you going to cum on my fingers like the naughty girl you are?” He huskily spoke in my ear, making me near my orgasm even faster. “Go on, do it. Come all over Daddy’s fingers, baby.” He spoke and that was all it took. My body shook, if I hadn’t been holding onto his neck, I’d probably hit the bed hard. With many moans and Mr. J holding me, I finally came to my release.

“Baby, that was wonderful.” He spoke with an audible smirk. I opened my eyes and looked at him, he raised his fingers in my view and licked them clean, humming. “You taste so sweet. I wish I could taste more of you, but not tonight…” Joker said and then leaned forward and kissed me… passionately? It must be a hallucination from the mind-blowing orgasm I just had. With as much energy as I had left, I kissed him back, being laid back down on the mattress under Joker’s body. “Now, baby girl, I hope you can take one more.” 

“Of course I can, Daddy.” I replied with a smile. “I can do anything for you.”

Anything?”

“Yes.”

“Perfect.” He says and connects our lips again. Joker’s hands then reached down to his pants to unzip them. Soon enough the only thing he was wearing was the shirt, which barely covered anything except his arms. He pulled my panties down my legs and leant back over me. My hands slithered on his chest, reaching under the shirt and tugging it off. Mr. J quickly took it off himself, showing me the whole glory, aka his body. God, he was truly something. I ran my hands over both of his biceps, admiring how strong they were, he was. All his tattoos looked so good on his white skin, it was a total contrast

“Doll, you’ll have another time to analyze my body, but it’s not now.” Joker spoke, aligning himself with my entrance. “I believe we have something better to do now, don’t we?” He said before pushing all the way in, making me yelp out loudly. I had forgot how roughly gentle he was during sex, god… I loved it. I loved everything about him. 

“Please, faster..” I moaned out. Soon enough I got what I wanted, Joker and me both moaning in sync. He kissed down my neck while pounding into me like there was no tomorrow, totally leaving a hickey here and there.

“Are you close, baby?” He whispered lowly.

“I am now…” I said.

“Are you going to cum for the second time tonight, doll?” He teased, knowing just how to speak to get me cum sooner. “Aren’t you a naughty little slut for Daddy?”

“Y-yes, Daddy, I am…” It was so hard to speak while he was so deep in me, he was already touching my G-spot again. “Can you p-please go.. Ah! Deeper…” I asked, knowing it’d hurt a bit, but it would be worth it. Joker pushed harder, deeper into me, stretching me out a bit more than before. A string of moans came past my lips when he went probably balls deep in me, and it felt so amazing. “I’m s-so, so close, Daddy…” I moaned out, pulling him closer to me and scratching my nails against the skin of his back.

“Cum, baby, cum for me…” He said shakily, shooting his load in me just as I came undone. My legs were shaking and we were both sweating and breathing heavily. He pulled his member out of me and collapsed on the bed next to me. Now one thing I knew about him was that he couldn’t let anyone see him defeated or just… done in general. But he looked quite exhausted now, beaten down. 

J looked at me and turned my face in his direction by grabbing my chin. My eyelids were dropping close already, I could barely see him in front of me. 

“Rest, my doll.” He said. “You did amazing.” Him kissing my lips was the last thing I felt before totally blacking out.


a/n:  i fINISHED IT OMG YES AHAHHAHAH I AM SO WRITING THE NEXT MORNING TOMORROW MUHAHAHAHH THANKS FOR READING I LOVE YOU ALL SO MUCH REBLOG AND LIKE IF YOU NEED HOLY WATER I HOPE ITS NOT AS BAD AS I THINK IT IS

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“Please Phichit, be serious. Break his heart? Really?”


So I’ve recently been in love with Until my Feet Bleed and Heart Aches by @kazliin and might I just say
h OL Y HOT DAMN ITS SO GOOD 100/10 I CANT WAIT TO SEE HOW IT ENDS

seriously this fic is one of the best and the most well written YOI fics out there.

Me of course, being the drama queen that I am, I have a few ideas on how I think the last two chapters will play through a oh boy howdy I love me some good suffering™. Hey there’s gonna be a happy ending though right?

Right?

(yuuri god dammit just tell this p o or bOY HOW YOU FEEL HIS HEART CAN ONLY TAKE SO M U CH)

Hey babe I know it’s been awhile since we last talked and maybe it seems a little selfish from me to ask you how you have been but I just want to hear some things. Please forgive me but I want to know how the universe has worked for you lately, do the stars still get you drunk on the night or have you replaced them with alcohol? God how much I want to know if you still drink the coffee with two sugars right before the sun comes up and with one when it flows away deep in the ocean. Babe tell me how have you been lately, I want to know everything. I want to know what stood still and what changed afer we ended.. or no please don’t tell me. Maybe we are better off this way. Maybe the stars don’t shine for us anymore. Maybe the sun of our love fade away. I forgive you. I hope one day you will forgive me too. Goodbye babe.
—  k.m
Ok so I see Percy telling Grover about his quest with Hazel and Frank and he’s complaining

Percy: I WAS ON A QUEST WITH THEM FOR DAYS!

Percy: GODS IT’S AWKWARD BECAUSE I’M LIKE, THIRD WHEELING

Percy: INSIDE MY HEAD I WAS THINKING ‘WHY CAN’T YOU SEE YOU TWO LOVE EACH OTHER’ GODS IT WAS HORRIBLE!

Grover: Percy…

Grover: THAT QUEST ONLY TOOK DAYS

Grover: DO YOU KNOW HOW HARD IT IS TO PUT UP WITH YOU AND ANNABETH FOR FIVE, FRICKIN YEARS!

Emma & The Proposal

I just can’t get over how open and vulnerable Emma was in that moment. There were no walls, no fears, no insecurities, and absolutely ZERO doubts. And my god, did that openness shine on Emma’s face. She simply RADIATED love, happiness, and……freedom. It was pure and utter MAGIC. 

That was not the Emma from season one. Hell, that wasn’t even the Emma from two seasons ago. What we saw tonight was Emma practically proposing to Killian. 

And damn, if I didn’t cry just from my bae’s sheer emotional development. My Lost Girl who never thought she would matter to anyone has found a guy who will travel to end of the world for her (or time). And not only has she found him, but she’s now secure enough in that love to FINALLY exhale. To trust and believe that he’ll be there for her. In sickness and in health. And dot, dot, dot. 

This is Emma officially removing her armor. Taking down her defenses. And allowing herself to love and be loved fully and completely. Really, I couldn’t ask for anything better.

I LOVE THE FACT THAT EVERY TIME I RE-WATCH MERLIN, EVERY SCENE GETS GAYER AND GAYER. I MEAN TAKE “A SERVANT OF TWO MASTERS”, EVEN THE WHOLE DAMN PEOPLE IN THE CASTLE KNOWS HOW IN LOVE THOSE TWO ARE THAT WHEN MERLIN WAS GONE FOR A BIT, ARTHUR WAS SO FUCKING DEVASTATED THAT THEY HIRED A MAN SERVANT WHO LOOKED LIKE MERLIN, AND EVEN DRESSED HIM UP LIKE MERLIN JUST TO CHEER ARTHUR UP. GOD I MISS THIS GAY SHOW SO MUCH IM CRYING