how are these two not the otp again

Here have two gays guys being dudes

Why we need a Carry On sequel: for Simon to find out that he wasn’t a fraud. He was the child of two powerful people (even if one of them turned into a villain). Simon was a proper mage, a hero who saved everyone from the Mage’s madness.

Why we need a second Carry On sequel: for Baz to learn that his mother is proud of him as 20 years later the Veil lifts again.

We need the sequels to learn how Simon, Baz, Penelope & Agatha handled their life after Watford.

Also because we need more Carry On in our lives

Hey how much do we love Dan Stevens? 

Doing a one armed push up?  

and then….realizing he’s done one armed push ups… 

My Dan!

Being part of two of the hottest OTPs on tumblr?

yeah….tug that chain Matthew

And then doing it again with another show….

Originally posted by givemeabite

his chemistry is off the charts.

Being humble about Alan Menken writing a song for him…

he’s that kind of guy.

 He doesn’t always know how to do the ‘star’ thing…so he hams it up on the red carpet instead… really Dan…the pointing pointy thing again?

which I adore…


He’s a sweet guy. And a softie for his family

He can be hard as ice

or suave as Bond (hint ::cough:: hint)

We love him. Hope you do too!

Saphael Fanfic Rec 2.0

A Saphael Fest.

More writing goodies from amazing writers.

As always, if you know any of the authors and tag them, that would be very much appreciated

A Daisy instead of a glass shoe by @soft-saphael

Tumblr prompt: runaway prince!simon and commoner!rapahel

Two weeks from his coronation and three from his wedding to Princess Isabelle of Idris, the Prince of New York found himself on a park bench in Brooklyn. His face buried in the palms of his hand as his phone continued to ring.
Deep breaths. Deep breathes. Deep- the phone is laying in pieces on the concrete walkway in shattered fragments.

“You’re a little far from the palace” A slightly accented voice said, from out of the corner of his eyes Simon saw black leather.

“Excuse me?”

“Oh I’m sorry your highness, I apologize for not bowing” The boy snorted.

“Please, just leave me alone” Simon huffed tiredly.

A First Date (Kind of. Almost.) by SnogboxesAndChips

Simon is always looking for excuses to be near Raphael. When he finally finds a suitable excuse, he walks in on Raphael doing something that Simon would have never thought Raphael would do. He was cooking.

And every road you take (will always lead you home) by @woodenhallslikecaskets

For Raphael’s 55th birthday Magnus gifts him a portal that leads to 1956.

Brooklyn, NY 1956: he meets a beautiful boy by the name of Simon Lewis. They’ve never met before but Raphael feels like he could love him. They could fall in love.

Break of the light by @makehomesofhumans

Simon’s eyes sparked to life as he was being dangled over the edge of a building. He sighed, because that was just his luck.

But who would love a monster, anyway? By @spendeonswithyou

As he learns later, loving Simon hurts. It’s making his dead heart want to beat again, destroying the remaining bits and pieces of his soul.

Or the Soulmate AU in which you can feel your soulmate’s pain.

Customer Satisfaction by kuro1neko2kun

‘You’re the customer and you get back at me for all the times I’ve spelt your name wrong by mispronouncing my name in increasingly horrible ways’ AU

Darling, you’re all I need by @anjawritingsx

Simon and Raphael are happy together, that is until Simon forgets their 8th year anniversary.
Raphael is left heartbroken and Magnus and Alec try to pick up the pieces.

Does that mean you’ve a really bad crush on me too? By milleniumlint

Simon wants Raphael to understand he has feelings for him but he’s not so obvious like he thinks he is.

Dreaming of You (endlessly) by Nubian_Reese

Corazón—His heart. He loves Simon so much it hurts. His beauty, his optimism, it’s a sea of good and Raphael does nothing but dive right in. And he is not ashamed, because Simon is a gift. God’s gift, and sometimes Raphael can’t believe what they have together is real, but when Simon leans down and kisses him, hands running through each other’s hair skimming down backs, and gripping hips, Raphael lives in every sense and knows that this is real.

Flirting 101 by TrickyVicky3

Raphael sighs, shaking his head more to himself than anything else as he reaches down for Simon and pulls the other boy up again. “That will be all for today” he pulls the bottom of his tank top up, using the material to wipe away sweat, unaware of Simon’s gaze tracking over his abdomen. “You did good but not good enough, even if you pinning me down was kind of hot”

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Title: we’ll be alright this time
Summary: This is how Sasuke Uchiha falls in love.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Naruto.
Prompt: First Love
Rating: K
A/N: It’s ssmonth guys sobs. I’m a lil late but it’s ok.

It starts in the hospital, the first week into his return. Sasuke is bedridden, confined to a too-white room, still bruised in blacks and blues—but the worst of his wounds have healed for the most part, courtesy of Sakura’s gentle healing hands.


She’s here a lot, he realizes, as each day passes by; not just with him, but in the halls of the hospital and the adjacent rooms, too, treating tired shinobi wounded in war and still-frightened civilians trying to recover from it all. The smile to her lips never ceasing, she doesn’t seem to miss out on any pressing matter, doesn’t actually seem to leave these walls at all—and if Sasuke didn’t so often catch her dozing in the armchair at his bedside, he might even think she never sleeps, either.

And yet, despite her busy schedule, Sakura always finds the time to offer him a visit every day.

Something in him softens at the thought.

“You’re healing very well, Sasuke-kun,” she says to him, one day, as time dictates it necessary to have his bandages changed yet again. “I’m actually pretty surprised. Are you sure you don’t have a hidden tailed beast somewhere inside you helping to patch you up?”

The query is a teasing one—something that Sasuke has yet to grow used to, when it comes to Sakura. She’d always been so shy when it came to him, Sasuke remembers from their years before, so sweet and pure, and eager to impress him; whatever brashness she held inside had only ever been expressed with anger towards their blond best friend whenever he did something she didn’t like—which was often. But the woman that stands here before him now is different, despite in some ways still being the same; kind, and bright, she smiles and jibes playful remarks, seemingly unafraid to make a fool of herself… or, perhaps, driven with a confidence that she can make him smile, too.

Sasuke honestly doesn’t know what to say about that.

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Dating Ritchie Tozier would include...

Originally posted by deathtown

-before you two were together you would basically flirt with each other 24/7

-and some of it would just be playful teasing

-”hey hot stuff’

-he always seems so confident and outgoing but when he asks you out he can barely get one word out

-the truth is, he spent the whole night before talking to eddie on how he would actually do it

-”should i bring flowers???”

“god no ritchie thats way too cheesy”

-he would like to write things on your hands a lot in the classes that you had together for some reason

-like ?? wtf??

-but you’d secretly love it and always wait for something new, whether it be some funny saying or a poorly drawn flower

-sometimes when you two were alone you two could get really deep with your conversations

-he tells you that no one has ever seen this side of him and you feel so honored

-you two would never leave each others side while you were in the sewers hunting IT and getting bev back

- honestly during that whole summer his hand was always holding yours no matter when or where

-if the henry bowers gang ever tried to pick on you he would plot ways to get revenge and end up getting beaten up again

-you would sigh when he came home with a bloody nose and cuts and you’d help clean them up

-”its not as bad as it looks. i want them to know that they cant pick on you like that!”

“i know, i know. youre my night in shining armor”

-there would be lots of kisses when you two were finally up to it

-and cheek kisses

-you trying on his glasses all the time

-”how do i look?”

“babe, i cant see anything but i bet you look gorgeous as always”

-the loser clubs otp

-you both are as happy as you could ever be

Isn’t It Rich? Are We a Pair? - All-Broadway All-Musical Narumitsu Fanmix


Hey everyone, I’ve started the process of reuploading my old fanmixes to Playmoss so that people can actually LISTEN to them ever since 8tracks started sucking. So the obvious choice for the first one is my pride and joy, my sappy romantic All-Broadway fanmix for Phoenix/Miles from Ace Attorney.

Fanmix cover art by mustachossom.

Tracklist and notes under the cut here.

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anonymous asked:

Hey there, cutest bread! I have a questions for you *IHQ music plays* what makes you believe that camren is real or was real at some point? What makes you think they did loved each other? Thank you in advance for answering 😘 love you, cutest bread 😍

It was real at some point. I believe it. No one can deny it (except Lauren)

You can see it in their eyes. The way they look at each other, the way they stare at each other, it’s all there. 

Their eyes are full of admiration,

of attraction,

of undying feelings for each other. 

Their eyes twinkle, their eyes are smiling. Even if they didn’t say a word about it, there’s this invisible thread connecting them two.

I hope that they’ll find each other again at some point. I hope that no matter what situations they end up in or how far apart they become- they would come back to each other.

I hope that these two people have fate on their side. Almost as if fate is saying “stop separating, you are meant to be together.” 

A little vampire Hannibal thing because I needed a change of pace tonight. There may be more of this if anyone wants it? IDK? 

Hannibal’s eyes shot open in the dark. He pressed his palms flat against the lid of his coffin and pushed it open. Rising from his velvet-lined box, his bare feet padded across the stone floor and carried him up the stairs and into the kitchen.

Hannibal smelled him before finding him there, his back turned at the counter. He turned to Hannibal, clutching a crudely sharpened wooden rod in one hand.

“I was so blind,” Will said. “But I see you now.”

Hannibal crossed to the fridge, his back turned to Will now as he tugged the door open. “Would you care for a drink?”

“That’s what gave it away, you know. At first. You stopped drinking the wine.”

Hannibal pulled out a bottle of beer and poured it into a chilled glass. He set it on the counter in front of Will. “I brewed it myself,” he said.

“And then you started seeing patients only at night. Stopped answering your phone during the day.” Will took a long swig from the beer and set it back on the counter, still gripping the thing intended for Hannibal’s heart. “It’s been three months now, maybe a little more.”

Hannibal stood close enough to Will now to feel his breath move upon the air, hear the ticking of his pulse beneath his skin. “Very good. I’ve been expecting such a visit from you since the night it happened.”

“How did it happen?”

“It would seem my senses failed me. I should have been more careful about what I was putting in my mouth.”

“Shouldn’t that be who?”

Hannibal smirked. “Your senses certainly haven’t failed you.”

“You were feeding them to us.”


“Why are you the only one who turned?”

“I was the only one to consume the flesh of the afflicted.”

Will scoffed, turning the stake over in his hand, tightening his hold. “Afflicted,” he said, pressing the stake to Hannibal’s sternum, gently, just enough to pucker the fabric of his shirt. “Is that what you consider yourself?”

“I have become what I am now through no fault of my own.”

Will laughed from his belly, a rich sound that filled the kitchen. “I’d say consuming human flesh is a fault, Hannibal.”

Hannibal smiled. Had he a pulse any longer, perhaps it would be racing now. Not from any fear, but from the fire brimming in Will’s eyes. “Waiting for daylight to end my life would be much simpler. I cannot rise from my slumber until the sun goes down.”

“I’m not here to end your life,” Will said through clenched teeth. He pressed the stake harder into Hannibal’s sternum. “I want you to make me like you.”

“To do so, you would have to consume some part of me.”

“Open a vein. Your blood should be enough.”

Hannibal scented the air. Will’s anticipation was palpable. A heady taste on his tongue. “You come here with a stake to my heart so certain I won’t open one of yours.”

“If you were going to kill me, you would have done it months ago.”

“I’ve yet to feed tonight.”

“You have plenty of blood in the pantry.”

Hannibal bared his teeth. “Blood is best fresh. Warm. The scent of you alone is intoxicating,” he said, leaning into the press of Will’s stake “Imagine how you would taste.”

Will let the stake fall from his hand to the floor. From the block on the counter he pulled Hannibal’s chef’s knife, and without hesitation used it to delicately open his wrist. “Taste me, then,” he said. “I’ve got nothing left to lose.”

Hannibal gripped Will’s wrist, the blood flowing freely there, and brought it to his mouth. The taste of Will was just as he knew it would be, decadent, like honey dripping fresh from the comb into his belly.

Their eyes stayed locked together as Hannibal drank, Will’s face twisting into a snarl. It took all of Hannibal’s willpower to pull away, to wipe his mouth delicately with a tea towel, then use it to wrap Will’s wrist.

Had he a pulse any longer, certainly it would be racing.

“My turn,” Will said, panting, presenting Hannibal with the knife.

“How can you be certain this is what you want?”

“I’m tired, Hannibal,” Will said, his eyes wet and shining. “Please.”

Will’s hand was trembling as Hannibal took the knife. Blade met wrist and blood flowed, red with new life. Will brought it to his mouth.

Between his empty lungs, Hannibal was certain he felt his heart, beating once again.


Olicity | Oliver Queen x Felicity Smoak

Arrow  2x09 | 6x01  

While making this gifset I noticed Oliver looks at her lips when he says, “I’ll be back.” And he does it again when he says, “Promise?”  He can’t help himself. Just kiss her Oliver! 

@almondblossomme per your request :) Hope you like.There is just so much pretty in these two scenes. 

Killian Jones, Emma Swan and the nuances of deeply emotional love-making.

A psychologist’s POV on why this particular couple hinting at sex riled up an entire fandom.

So what was it?

We have all been exposed to TV sex and (I assume) most of us have been exposed to a certain degree of personal intimacy with a significant other in our lifetimes. I’ve been witness to some unbelievably explicit TV sex myself, but I can say that not once before in my life, has the notion of an OTP “getting it on” made me daydream anywhere near as hard as Hook and Emma did last night with only the hint of post-climatic morning sex taking place on a kitchen table. I was emotional. (A bit hot n’ bothered too, but mostly emotional).

But why? What is so different about these two??

When we think about how things got started for this particular couple, it’s been a struggle for both, one in which many of us can maybe relate. Maybe you’re the lonely girl who lost faith? The guy who lost everything and is terrified of ever embracing love again? Maybe you’re both. all I can say is, we as humans have ALL felt this way, some maybe on one particular situation and some others could be facing ongoing faith trials in their lives. Regardless, seeing that an orphan and a bucaneer can find home, stability, and happiness is an overwhelming slap in the face. It’s super easy to throw the towel in; staying on the road and fighting, that’s what’s hard!! So to find these two connect that way, it’s almost like finding our own answers on the pages of a book. It’s almost therapeutic (though it would be completely unprofessional of me to say CS is a replacement for therapy, should you need it, lol), and this reaches very deep for some and many.

Now about the sex… why does this particular fandom crave to see them show at least a certain degree of sexual intimacy?

Killian’s question “Have you ever been in love?”, comes into play here. Have you ever been in love? because if you have, you will know very well how sex can change and solidify a bond between two people who are already developing such a strong connection. On a chemical POV, sex is basically a survival tool, designed to make us want it to the point of it being damn near unstoppable and thus guaranteeing reproduction. But there is something more: The bonding. The magic of Oxytocin, where your brain releases such unbelievable amounts of the stuff you find yourself suddenly unable to be without that other person. You find yourself even MORE joined together after sex than you did before, even when you didn’t think it was possible.

There is a huge huge HUUUUGE difference between the gratifying satisfaction that comes from casual sex and the overwhelming sense of completeness, peace and togetherness that derives from lovemaking, both individually and as a couple. Just think about it for a second: Love-MAKING. You are MAKING love. Making it. You are enacting love with all you have: Your body, your soul, your everything. You can only say “I love you” so many times before you feel like those words alone just don’t cut it: You want to become that person, be a part of his or her body, to be as close together as you possibly can, to find a way for your souls to commingle and embrace without the limitations of physicality. Is there physical desire though? Of course there is, we are also biological beings with a libido that needs a release. But when you are in love, there is another fuel behind it, a fuel that is not necessarily derived from just the attraction of “banging a hot guy or girl”. No matter what that person has done or what he/she looks like, you desire that person. You start to overlook the flaws, physical or character-wise, and you look deeply, into that person’s very soul, the soul you want to touch and be a part of… the person you LOVE.

So have you ever been in love? Have you ever made love, or been made love to? If not, you will know it when it happens to you… and if you have, then you will know exactly what I’m talking about.

Killian Jones was the first to fall in love in this situation. He suddenly found himself being rescued from a darkness he never believed could be overcome and there, at the end of a dark, dark tunnel, stood one Emma Swan. He felt intrigued and followed her into the light, only to find himself helplessly drawn to her on a much deeper, spiritual level. His way of proving himself to win the heart of the woman he now unquestionably loved was through loyalty. Unbarred, undeniable loyalty. And for a woman who was used to abandonment, finding a solid rock beside her who would be there for her regardless of the consequences was easily the biggest brownie point in her Captain Hook tally. Now they’re together, finding ways of fighting for that love and to keep it strong, burning hot and always beautiful.

Love-making is the next logical step; these two kids have desire for one another (that they’ve actually had for a long, long time) and while I am sure that they have already done the deed before the glorious little nuance from last night’s show, for us to witness that intimacy, that strength and that bond, is almost a reminder that there is a love strong enough for all of us, and that when we do find it, we have to hold on to it, tooth and nail, because regardless of it being an ever after love or a love affair that lasts less than what you hoped for, true love is solidified through unstoppable, devoted, deeply emotional and romantic sex, whether it’s slow and passionate or fast paced and fiery. It’s just that last bridge to cross to entirely become one with that other soul you love so much.

So there it is, kids. Hook and Emma love each other. And to many of us, this almost flawless, picture perfect version of what love could be (and actually really is with all it’s ups and downs and fights and blowouts and great, great sex) is what we all aspire to achieve at some point with our significant other. And what a fine example they are!!!!

okay but that phone call between magnus and alec was so important??? not only because once again it showed how much these two communicate with each other, but because we could see how easily magnus’s feelings can get hurt at the moment. he’s very very vulnerable. what alec asked him was the right thing to do and although magnus understood, we all saw the pain in his eyes. he’s a ticking bomb and he needs to explode in order to get better. I seriously can’t wait for the next episode!!!!!

  • Rick: *out scavenging and feels something whack him on the back of the head*
  • Negan: *jumps out of his truck* It didn't shittin' work!
  • Rick: ... A fucking POKEBALL Negan?!
  • Negan: Well how the hell else was I supposed to catch you Rick?! You've been avoiding me for weeks now and - wait, what? <I>Poke</I>ball?! Son of a bitch who sold it to me said it was a Masterball. Lying piece of shi-
  • Rick: Negan? These are just two tennis ball halves that have been glued back together again.
  • Negan: ... Just get in the fuckin' van Rick.
My Top 10 Anime Ships

Tagged by @lemonadethefifth

I admit to spending an embarrassing amount of time on this.

10. Kaede x Setsu from Mirmo de Pon

Probably my very first anime ship ever, so I have a very soft spot for them. Mirmo de Pon was my childhood; if anyone could please help a poor soul find the complete episodes online? :’(

9. Tomoe x Nanami from Kamisama Hajimemashita

Tomoe knows how to treat Nanami like the goddess that she is, even as he snarks at her all the time. UwU, now I feel like re-watching it just for their moments. 

8. Soul x Maka (SoMa) from Soul Eater

I love my protective soul mate ships with an extra helping of angst yes, please and thank you. 

7. Amu x Ikuto (Amuto) from Shugo Chara

HE WAITED FOR HER. They saved each other countless times even when they were enemies; she saved him from himself and he loved her as herself no matter her persona, and he vowed to WAIT FOR HER no matter what. 

6. Hak x Yona (HakYona) from Akatsuki no Yona

I also love my bodyguard ships. Swoon! (I want someone who has not watched AnY to explain what is going on in this picture.)

5. Sanji x Nami (Sanami) from One Piece

Didn’t mean to ship anyone in One Piece at first, but now here we are. I am full-on heart-eyes (just like Sanji’s) for them. 

4. Yato x Hiyori (Yatori) from Noragami

When the mom friend and the dad friend get together to battle gods and demons with their snowpuff son. 

3. Roy Mustang and Riza Hawkeye (Royai) from FMA

Have I said how much I loved angst already? ANGST ^^^ Riza ‘I’d follow you to hell’ Hawkeye and Roy ‘I can’t afford to lose you too’ Mustang, ladies and gentlemen. 

2. Shinichi and Ran (ShinRan) from Detective Conan

Originally posted by neoarmstrongsleuth


1. Hitsugaya and Hinamori (HitsuHina) from Bleach

Originally posted by krystal66

*directs you to the copious amount of HitsuHina meta on my blog* My tag for them is ‘OTP of OTPs’. Nothing’s perfect, but they’re pretty much close to it! She melted his icy heart and he made her believe again. I JUST CAN’T with these two..!! 

If you’re wondering if I literally scoured google images just to find pictures of my OTPs doing the princess carry (aka the bridal carry - denotes or foreshadows a romantic relationship between the characters) or holding each other, then the answer is, yes, yes I did (totally worth it). 

Tagging @rays-of-fire-and-ice @namibean @elvenstar @yumedarling @icantbelieveimadeanaccount @scarfblogs @hitsuhinalover and everyone and anyone else who might want to do it! 

Back To School . Jeffery Atkins

Originally posted by qrunge-alexxaa

A/N:okay. like usual, this has no plot like always but i was just in the mood for a jeff atkins fic and i was really feeling back to school (eww, right?) sooo. enjoy a fic about my fave.


Summary: going back to school sucks usually but it sucks a little less when jeff’s there.

Warnings: PDA, school, adopted siblings

“Ready, lil sis?” Monty questioned as he stepped off of the last step of their staircase, making his way to his sister who was sitting on the couch in their living room. 

Y/N rolls her eyes, turning away from the television on the wall that was playing Teen Titans Go. “I’m younger than you by a month,” She comments, biting into her granola bar before offering Monty the rest. 

“Hmm, still counts,” The older male takes the breakfast bar and bites into it, smiling through a mouthful. “Now, hurry before we’re late.” He rushes after swallowing the contents in his mouth. As he walks away he mumbles something along the lines of ‘Do we have any OJ, or Vodka? Either would work. ‘ 

Y/N chuckles at her brother slightly, pulling her phone out from under her thigh as she felt a vibration from it. 


A text from Jeff read. Y/N smiled, quickly responding with the exact same message. Locking her phone and standing to her feet, Y/N walked into the bright kitchen and leaned against the granite counter top across from Monty who was pouring Vodka into OJ. 

“Hmm, drinking already?” She comments, playing with her nails a little before glancing up and smirking. Monty flicked her off with the hand that wasn’t holding a glass. 

“You don’t expect me to face that place again sober, right?” Y/N chuckled, reaching in her pocket to grab her phone once again. She slid on the marble counter with ease. “Jeff?” Y/N nodded. 

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OTP Important Questions #2

Sleeping Edition

1) Who falls asleep on the other and has to be carried to bed?

2) Who goes to sleep at a normal time and who loves to stay up late?

3) Who slips into bed at two in the morning and immediately gets wrapped in a hug and not let go.

4) How does your OTP sleep? What position(s) are the comfiest?

5) Who wakes up during a thunderstorm?

6) Who wakes the other up so they can be wrapped up in a hug again?

7) Who sneaks out to get a midnight snack?

8) Who starts flipping out because oh my god someone’s in the kitchen? What do they do? ((Bonus points if they end up hurting the other person and have to patch them up from a defense attack))

9) Do they sit in the living room and start a movie and eat snacks or go back to bed and cuddle back to sleep.

10) Who wakes up first and starts coffee/breakfast and who lays in bed as long as possible to grumble and complain?