i became my otp

Lumiette Thoughts

There was probably one point at Lumiere and Plumette’s wedding where Lumiere’s just sitting at a table watching her interact with Belle and Mrs. Potts and Chip and he just can’t get over how beautiful she looks in her wedding dress, how her eyes sparkle when she moves, her smile the embodiment of pure joy; she shines brighter than anyone else in the room.

And he’s hopelessly lovestruck; he can’t stop staring at her and it’s then that he realizes how lucky he is that he married this wonderful woman.  That’s my wife, he thinks, over and over again, because it just hasn’t sunk in yet.  And then he’d say it out loud, to anyone who was around to listen…particularly Cogsworth, who’s probably sitting right next to him, and after a few times, Cogsworth’s just like “yes, that’s the fifth time you’ve said it.”

So he starts saying it to other people, like Mrs. Potts, Chapeau, Adam, Belle.  They all smile and tolerate it a lot more than the majordomo does, probably because they know that this is a happy moment for him and Plumette, and they most definitely have a happy life ahead of them.

But there’s probably this one moment where he goes to say it to Cadenza and stops, because the maestro is already smiling and giving him this look that says, no words necessary, “I know exactly what’s going through your head right now, and you’re gonna be feeling that way for the rest of your life. Believe me, I know.”

And then he gets up to accompany the Madame, because even if they were turned down they’d still be there to perform, they’re just that persistent, and Lumiere looks after them, sees the glances they share before they start, and thinks yep, he gets it, he understands.  

And then he runs over to ask Plumette to dance with him, and for a second he doesn’t know what to say–him, the romantic, too in awe, too head-over-heels in love to say a few words.  But then Plumette asks him if he wants to dance (saves him), and he’s like yes, please, it’s already felt like forever since we’ve danced (it’s been like half an hour), we have to make up for lost time, he insists.

And when they do, and they’re staring into each other’s eyes, his hand tucked around her waist and her hand resting on his shoulder, her face, her eyes, everything about her is more radiant than the sun (and her smile, her smile).  He’s content, he’s perfect, he’s never felt more alive…

But it’s merely the first moment of the rest of forever.  A moment that, in that instant, has already lasted a lifetime.

welcome home

my fourth entry for klanceweek! this time, for prompt #4: welcome home

still debating whether or not to cross-post these entries on ao3 so let me know what you think. again, you can also find these short ficlets on twitter!

day 1 / day 2 / day 3

“You’re sure this will work?” Lance blurts.

Pidge types furiously, while Hunk peers over her shoulder at the lines of code on the screen. Lance, on the other hand, can’t seem to sit still. His legs are practically begging to move. And he happily obliges, pacing anxiously from one side of the control room to the other.

“It should,” Pidge assures him. “Even Slav seemed to think so.”

The alien in question is nowhere to be seen. Lance could really care less; he has more important things to worry about right now.

A few days—or quintants—ago, Pidge managed to detect Shiro’s presence. It was faint and, unfortunately, the reading placed him smackdab in the middle of Galra territory. Based on the coordinates, he was trapped in another Galran prison.

Once his location was determined, Keith made his decision without a second thought: they would rescue Shiro.

No one opposed him, of course, and the castle ship was scheduled to teleport across the universe as soon as possible. The rest of the team came together and offered to do whatever they could to help. Lance refused to leave Keith’s side throughout the entire process. There’s no way he was leaving that reckless bastard alone.

But, even under Lance’s watch, Keith was captured.

Not in the conventional sense either. Lance didn’t completely understand what happened but suffice to say Keith and Shiro were stuck in an alternate dimension. The astral plane, as Pidge dubbed it. And when Lance found out, he… okay, maybe he went a bit overboard.

For an entire week, Lance didn’t sleep. He didn’t need it, not when two members of the team were stuck in another dimension. Finding Keith—finding them was far more important than maintaining his precious sleep schedule.

(Not that Keith ever needs to know that.)

To his relief, Lance didn’t have to order the other paladins around. They were just as desperate to save their missing teammates, and finally reunite the Voltron paladins. Even Coran and Allura spent their days helping Pidge and providing useful information about travelling between alternate universes.

And now here they are. Seven quintants later, they’re ready.

“It has to work,” Lance mutters, lowering his voice.

The extracting device is bizarre, covered in numerous buttons, knobs, and gauges. Coran had found it and tasked Hunk with fixing any of the broken parts. Pidge updated the software, and Lance volunteered to double check the program for any bugs. Sure, he doesn’t have as much experience as Pidge, but he still knows his way around a code.

Pidge skims through the data and pinpoints the weakest spot in the surrounding space. Thankfully, it’s far enough from the Galran prison ship to avoid drawing attention to themselves. The machine hums softly as it charges up. A loud bing fills the room, the only sound to be heard, and Pidge taps the space bar on the computer built into the device.

A brilliant blue ray, unlike anything Lance has ever seen before, fires from a wide barrel attached to the ship. The beam strikes a seemingly random spot in the void of space. Lance pauses, shoulders tense, as he watches the beam quickly fizzle to nothing.

The silence is heavier than before. Lance can’t seem to breathe properly and turns to Pidge. “What just happened?”

“That… I don’t know.” Pidge bows her head.

“No.” Lance chuckles bitterly. “No, no.” His eyes flit to Hunk. “No.”

”Lance…”

Suddenly, a sharp sound cuts through the air like the crack of a whip. Lance doesn’t have time to react before he’s collapsing to the ground, trapped beneath a panting, half-naked Keith Kogane.

Someone screams—Hunk, maybe?—and Lance barely glimpses Allura tackling Shiro in a hug. There’s another figure, too, caught in what appears to be a bone-crushing embrace. The head of chestnut brown hair seems strangely familiar. “Matt!” Pidge cries as she continues to squeeze him. Ah yes.

Meanwhile, Lance struggles to breathe but for a completely different reason than earlier.

“La—Lance?” Keith pulls back enough to make eye contact. A flush extends all the way from the base of his neck to the tips of his ears. Even his chest looks a little pink. “Why are—oh my God.”

Keith immediately scrambles to his feet. Lance goes to join him, but pain in his lower back keeps him from moving quite as quickly. Figures, he thinks with a sigh. But then everything sinks in and—

“Holy shit, Keith,” Lance gasps. He doesn’t care if he has an audience; he’s going to hug the fuck out of Keith. “You’re alive!”

“Yeah? You act like—oof!”

Lance wraps his arms around Keith and lifts him into the air, spinning him in a circle. “Keith is alive! You can suck Voltron’s massive mechanical dick, Zarkon—“

“Lance,” Shiro groans.

“—because Keith Kogane, king of the mullets, is alive!” To his delight, the outburst draws a laugh from Keith. A real laugh.

His back chooses that exact moment to remind him it hurts, and Lance winces. Slowly, he sets Keith back on the ground. Lance can’t tear his gaze away from the flushed cheeks and blinding grin directed his way. Keith has never looked more attractive and, boy, if that isn’t an interesting development.

“You know,” Keith drawls, glancing around the room. “I’m not the only one who lived through that, Lance.”

Oh.

“Shit, yeah, um,” Lance splutters. He shoots Matt and Shiro an excited thumbs up. “Congrats on living, guys!”

They exchange a knowing Look, and Lance feels his stomach sink. He’s happy to see them reunited, but Matt is a Holt, after all. Plus, the two have been friends for ages. I’m in big trouble.

Once the others break off and start chatting amongst themselves, Lance returns his attention to Keith. His smile has softened but retains the same ‘knock Lance flat on his ass’ quality. The bare torso thing is also quite distracting. Lance swallows down the lump in his throat and mirrors Keith’s smile.

“Welcome home,” he croaks, voice thick with some emotion he’d rather not put a name to.

“Yeah.” Keith’s grin widens. “It’s nice to be back.” 

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My contribution to the lovely amedot fandom <3

For some reason I always imagine them dancing and having fun. I just love their personalities and how adorable their interactions have been so far.

Btw I came up with this idea when I listened to this song and their poses and clothes are based on this amazing performance!

Jokeships
  • Me: Hey, look, this ship looks funny! Aww, look, this fic is really cute! They're holding hands, and wow that kiss was adorable.
  • Me, later: [Realizes I've been scrolling in the tag for hours] Oh. Well, just a couple more. This ship makes me laugh.
  • Me, a couple more hours later: This fanart is amazing! Seriously it is so good! [Sees another ship's fanart with one of them] Oh hell no! Not happening, no way no how!
  • Me: ...
  • Me: I'm so gone aren't I?
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“From the beginning you and the dragon had been one. You are becoming, and the dragon is your higher self.”

The way this show is currently paralleling Will Graham and Francis Dolarhyde is absolutely brilliant. The above conversation is even more significant when you consider Bedelia telling Will that he is capable of righteous violence because he is compassionate, and that extreme acts of cruelty require high levels of empathy, certainly something Will is in no short supply of.

Dolarhyde is not killing his victims because he wants to inflict pain upon them. In his madness he believes he is helping them. He believes he is elevating them to their higher selves by giving them to the darkness within himself that he calls the dragon. This is righteous violence. This is his compassion. But Hannibal knows that this darkness is something that has been inside him all along, and this harkens back to Will at the end of season 2. As he attempted to trick and trap Hannibal, Will unlocked a part of his nature that has always been present, and is just as natural to him as being sweet and good and kind, which he undoubtedly is. But as he said earlier this season, he never knew himself more than he did when he was with Hannibal.

And speaking of which, as soon as Dolarhyde said this:

I was immediately reminded of this:

Molly is to Will as Reba is to Dolarhyde. Through her he has found an escape from the darker side of himself. He consumed the Blake painting because he wanted to desperately to be someone else for her. He wants to step away from the darkness and into the light, but to do so would be to deny half of his true self, and Hannibal is dependent on him embracing that darkness at this point.

Hannibal’s ethics and motivations are fascinating. He is undeniably capable of experiencing love, but the nature of that love and the nature of who he is twists it and turns it into a truly destructive force. He likes testing people, he likes placing them in situations where they have a choice to do right or wrong to see which they will choose, and he is no stranger to a good old game of cat and mouse. But his motivations with Dolarhyde go a bit deeper than that… I believe he thinks if he can help Dolarhyde become his higher self, if he can help him become the dragon, then he can help Will come around again too. He can pull him away from his family (the family that he believes is a poor replacement for the family they were creating together) and back into his orbit. 

A striking difference between the canon of the books and what took place on the show is that Hannibal did not send Dolarhyde after Will AND his family… he only sent him after Molly and Walter. Hannibal doesn’t want Dolarhyde to kill Will in this universe, but he is unbelievably jealous and wants Will’s new family out of the picture as soon as possible. This isn’t simply about playing a game out of boredom for him. In the end it all comes down to his deep and twisted love for Will Graham.

Will and Molly love one another, there is no doubt about that, but we are being shown through visual subtext and absolutely blatant and heavy handed dialogue that Will and Hannibal belong together. They are two sides of the same coin, but Will’s true destiny to be with Hannibal cannot be realized until he learns to, once again, give in to his own becoming.

Will wanted to run away with Hannibal not only because they were friends, or because they truly do love one another on a deep and profound level, but because through Hannibal, Will found his freedom. His transformation at the end of season 2 also felt very deliberate, it began as a premeditated plan to capture Hannibal after all, but it resulted in Will discovering the true nature of the beast residing in his own belly. A part of him will always want to be with Hannibal, will always wish they had run away together all those years ago, and I guess only time (aka the final two episodes) will tell if that part of himself will be victorious in the end.

kimberlygarcia101905  asked:

What was the moment that made you start shipping gruvia? P.s love your blog😁.

Thank you! That makes me very happy to hear! <3 

As for the moment that I started shipping it, I’ve actually mentioned it before, but I’ve always wanted to do a gif reaction set, and I think this story is appropriate for that, so I’ll run down the exact moments, and my personal realization of the beauty that is Gruvia with gifs included this time lol. ^^

It happened during the fight between Juvia and Meredy. At first, I was like, woah… Juvia is really strong! I forgot she was one of the elite mages of Phantom Lord! Holy crap! Yeah, you kick that pink-haired girl’s butt!! 

Originally posted by usedpimpa

Then I wondered to myself, why the author was especially highlighting the fact that, no, this isn’t a silly crush, Juvia really and truly LOVES Gray. Because up until then, I didn’t think of Juvia as important, and I thought her feelings for him were just a running gag, that Gray himself would never realize existed, nor would he ever address, let alone reciprocate them. 

Originally posted by nyanpasuminasan

Then, when Gray and Juvia were connected via the sensory link, and things got even more intense, I started to really ask myself why on earth the author would put Juvia through all of this, and even bother to write such a fight, if her love would forever be unrequited.

Originally posted by usedpimpa

And I quickly realized, he wouldn’t…

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Then the fight ended, and it was beautiful, and Juvia saved the day by being all selfless and lovely, and making a friend, and she instantly became my fav character. 

But the THOUGHT of Gray and Juvia eventually becoming canon was one I’ve been sure of since then. And the ANTICIPATION of the JOURNEY that had to happen for Gray to reciprocate Juvia’s love one day, made me beyond excited. And so I shipped them. HARD.

And then later on in the arc Gray came in and saved Juvia from Ultear in the most badass way, and I knew I was right. And that they were perfection.

Originally posted by ay-yuruyusu

But it wasn’t until the GMG arc, where Lyon fell for Juvia, making this hilarious love triangle, that Gruvia became my OTP, because I realized the only reason Mashima would do something like that, was to push along GRAY’S FEELINGS!

Originally posted by ihiphop

And thus Gruvia has been my OTP ever since. ^-^

Since I’ve experienced so much attitude in my time at Mode, I’d like to posit an observation: One thing that is often lost in the changing of an attitude is the cause for that change. This is best understood when you consider attitudes on a personal level. I ask you, dear reader, to think back to a time when you experienced a major shift in your life. Was it an external change, something that happened outside of you, and forced a change of attitude to help you adapt to the future? Perhaps you saw a friend demonstrate a prowess that cast her in a new light. Heck, maybe it was as simple as your friend getting a makeover. Or perhaps that friend was undergoing her own life change, one in which she would no longer be present in your life, compelling you to make your own change to keep her in it, even if it were in a new context.

Just as important: Maybe the change was an internal one. Maybe you realized you were no longer interested in maintaining your status quo. Perhaps you wanted to try new challenges not only in your professional life, but also in your personal one. Or maybe one day something just changed inside you in the way you saw that good friend, causing you to want her to be more than, well, just a friend.

—  extract from Daniel Meade’s final letter from the editor.

fckyeahcc  asked:

Lance and Shiro having an argument over something petty and then making up (:

Prompt fill for my Follower Celebration! Will also be posted on Ao3 under Towards the Sky.

Oops. In the process of writing this, Shance actually became my OTP ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

@melonbugg is the reason I breathe.


“I have told you so many times, Lance, you fold the corners over and then put it under the mattress. What are you, a god damn animal?”

Shiro was laughing as he said it, picking up the corner of the mattress that still held Lance. Lance gasped in distress, over dramatic as always.

“Shiro! How dare you.” He lounged out further as Shiro smiled back up at him, one of those melting smiles that always put his heart on edge.

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Johnlock: From BrOTP to OTP

(Warning: homophobic people/situations mentioned)
When I first started watching BBC Sherlock, one of the things that stood out to me that I liked most about it was the friendship between John and Sherlock. I couldn’t quite figure out what was so special about their friendship, but it was clearly the center of the show. Their friendship was what made Sherlock what it was to me. It wasn’t long until I discovered the fandom online, digging into all of the amazing fan art, fan videos, fan theories, and surprising to myself, even reading the fanfic. It was through all of these that I learned about shipping, and thanks to my innocent heteronormativity, Sherl0lly became my OTP. It was unavoidable that I also became aware of the ship Johnlock. I was raised Catholic and taught that the homosexual acts are a sin. My parents are very conservative and homophobic. I had never even considered the idea of Sherlock and John in a romantic relationship. Unfortunately, I assumed that only people who are gay shipped Johnlock because they wanted to see themselves in something that wasn’t there. (I was so wrong. I’m so sorry.) I completely ignored Johnlock at first, but in the Sherlock fandom, it’s pretty much impossible to entirely avoid seeing anything Johnlock. I remember staying up late on my phone when I was supposed to be sleeping, scrolling through fan art. I came across a picture of Sherlock and John kissing in the dark with rain pouring outside, sprinkled on the window. A part of me had alarms going off in my head that this was somehow wrong, but those feelings were muffled by one thought: this is beautiful. I truly thought that this one work of art was the most beautiful picture I had seen in the fandom. I risked downloading the picture on my phone, knowing that no one would see it. That was only the beginning. I saw a few more pictures I couldn’t help loving: a potterlock drawing, a drawing of John and his sister Harry. I don’t ship Johnlock, but these are beautiful, I thought. I later came across a Johnlock fan video edited with one of my favorite songs (The Scientist by Coldplay). I don’t ship Johnlock, but my favorite song with my favorite TV show is perfection, I thought. (I tried to ignore this at the time, but I couldn’t help thinking how clear it was that the video was a Johnlock fan video even though it was simply putting clips from the show together.) I was completely obsessed with the show by then. Sherlock was my life. Not a day went by when I did not think of the show (literally!). The show honestly even saved my life, but that’s a post for another time. Eventually, I found out about a fanfic that was apparently very popular in the fandom called “Alone on the Water” by MadLori. As many of you may know, the author describes Sherlock and John in this story as “hetero-life partners”. I do not know the authors intentions of this word choice in a story where Sherlock and John aren’t technically in a romantic relationship, but back then, I interpreted it as showing the possibility of a friendship stronger than people realize two friends can have. I’m the kind of person who usually has one or two friends who I’m closer with than my other friends, and those kind of relationships are really important to me. Reading that story was when I decided to “friend-ship” Johnlock while still romantically shipping Sherl0lly. I later learned the term “BrOTP” which I thought was accurate for John and Sherlock. Each of these pieces were like pebbles being added to the Johnlock scale. Later, I found a short fanfic called “Fin?” by JustlikeWater. This was what tipped the scale. I cried reading this fic. It read like poetry, and it changed my views entirely. (You can still read the review I left as as guest under the name of “mind blown”. That was before I had a fanfiction.net account. I was so young then. I left another review later under my fanfic name “SherlockiansGetBored”, the name I now use to write Johnlock fanfic.) It was after reading that story that I officially considered myself a Johnlock shipper. I continued to read more Johnlock fics including “The Battlefield”, another tearjerker by JustlikeWater and the iconic “Performance in in a Leading Role” by MadLori. It wasn’t until December 2016 that I learned about TJLC (The JohnLock Conspiracy) through Rebekah’s TJLC Explained videos. (Hope you are doing well, Rebs!) My life was changed. I completely and unapologetically shipped Johnlock and became a believer in TJLC. I finally stopped shipping Sherl0lly after watching the Molly Hooper video. Everything made sense once I realized that she is a mirror for John. It was actually through those videos that I came to accept that I am bisexual (I had been questioning my sexuality since 9th grade). I remember a time when my mom actually thought Benedict Cumberbatch was gay, and I was like, no way! He’s married with a kid. I thought she had gotten the idea from The Imitation Game, but she said no, she meant in Sherlock. I was thinking to myself that Sherlock isn’t actually gay. He’s secretly in love with Molly Hooper, I thought stupidly. Either that or he’s asexual. A year later, and my mind was completely changed. On the day that the “I Love You” trailer came out, I told my mom that Sherlock is gay and that he is in love with John, but she was and is still homophobic, so she changed the subject and started talking about Dwayne Johnson. A few days later, I risked explaining TJLC to her, but she simply responded, “Gay is not okay.” I knew then that I was not coming out to her or my dad as Bi any time soon, if ever. Like everyone else, I was more than disappointed when Johnlock wasn’t canon in series 4. If Steven and Mark didn’t have the courage to make history, why should I admit to my parents who I really am? I continued to be cautiously hopeful that Johnlock still has a chance to be canon. I don’t know if it ever will, but I have realized the answer to my question. The reason that Sherlock and John’s relationship is so special is because it isn’t just a friendship. BBC Sherlock is a romance. Whether Moffat and Gatiss will admit it or not, even raised in a homophobic family, I knew that John and Sherlock are in love. No matter what anybody says, BBC Sherlock is inevitably the greatest love story that will ever be told.

at first i didn’t ship it and i really didn’t want to but now it’s my otp: an autobiography

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The Bright Sessions: Sam Barnes x Chloe Turner

C: I have an idea. Now that I’m 21 and everything, I’m gonna go buy a bottle of wine and I’ll come over after you’re done with Dr. Bright. We’ll forget all about dimension jumping and mind reading and have an honest-to-god, girls night.[…]

S: That sounds really nice. Thank you, Chloe. It means a lot.

I waited four long years to see THIS.
  • Sarah Linden: I never had a real house to grow up in. No home. I never belonged anywhere. And all my life I was looking for that thing, you know? Thinking that it was out there somewhere. And all I had to do was find it. But I think maybe... That home was us. It was you and me together in that stupid car. Riding around, smoking sigarettes. I think that was everything. I'm sorry. I should have known that you were the person who always stays.
  • Stephen Holder: Why don't you stay? Stay.

My ship is canon. It is a good day.

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My #1 Olicity/Chlollie Parallel!!

 Anyone who’s read/followed my blog knows I am a big Chlollie shipper. Oliver Queen and Chloe Sullivan of Smallville are my OTP. I loved Justin Hartley in Smallville and he is why I was so excited for a Green Arrow series even if I was a little bummed Justin Hartley wasn’t cast (Stephen Amell quickly squashed that feeling).

Oliver Queen and Chloe Sullivan became my OTP during this scene in 9x12, Warrior:

Originally posted by aflawedfashion

It is my favorite scene of theirs. The chemistry and sexual tension was off the charts. It was (in my opinion) one of the hottest scenes in the whole series.


I started watching Arrow with no expectations (good or bad). I knew the basis of the Green Arrow comics by then, even though I had never read any, and I knew where the writers were going with the love interest angle (I never really got on board with this “intended” love interest).

I started shipping Oliver Queen and Felicity Smoak during this scene:

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They became my OTP in this scene:

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Ever since then I have been hoping against hope that Arrow would do a Chlollie “learn how to shoot a bow scene” with Olicity. I knew the chances of a scene like that were pretty damn slim, but it was still one of my top Olicity wishes. Then I watched 5x20 and we got this:

THIS WAS GOLD TO ME!!! IT THRILLED ME TO NO FREAKING END!!!

The scene is the Olicity equivalent to this:

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I cannot express my delight enough with the parallels between these scenes in Smallville and Arrow!!! I’m still freaking dying over it!!

And both scenes led to this:

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Originally posted by sharingmyworld

Chlollie shooting a bow & arrow = Olicity and the salmon ladder!!

I’m still flailing!! I don’t know if I’ll recover from this. I need some lovely, talented person to create a Chlollie/Olicity fanvid of these scenes!!


(images and gifs aren’t mine)