i just ship it so much man

Part 8

Summary:  Two weeks after waking up with no recollection of the people and ship around you, you take your future in your hands and try to piece together your past and the events that lead up to you losing your memory of the last five years. This means finally meeting Scotty, the man you just learned is your husband.

Word Count:  2,072

Author’s Note:  I had so much fun writing this part! I hope you enjoy it, too ^^

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Pavel arriving with the drinks snapped you from your alcohol-induced space out.

“Good job, Pav,” Jim congratulated him. “You didn’t drop any this time!”

“Practice makes perfect!” the young man exclaimed, placing the tray in the middle of the table.

You didn’t grab for one of the beers quite yet, still feeling pleasantly numb.

“What the hell was that thing?” Nyota asked. “That shot?”

“I don’t know,” you said, pacing your words so they came out in the right order. “Pavel ordered it. Apparently it was like, ninety percent? Looked like a damn triple.”

“You idiots are gonna go blind,” McCoy growled from across the table. “And you need to be more careful,” he pointed at you. “You’re still undergoing treatment.”

“Y’ said I’d be fine,” you waved the doctor off. “Have a beer, enjoy yourself, Doc.”

Jim snorted and elbowed Scotty.

“Bottoms up,” the captain said, waiting for Scotty to grab a glass.

“I don’ know if-”

“Shut up and drink, Scotty, that’s an order.”

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bunkitz  asked:

Hi there! Just wanted to drop by and say you are an absolutely wonderful person for doing Philemon's work with the canon (nobody can convince me otherwise, goddammit) ship that is Makoto/Akira. Bless your soul. Also, fucking fantastic art, man!

Ahh!! 。・゜・(ノД`)・゜・。 Thank you so much, that’s so kind! ❤︎ and yes I love MakotoXAkira and I’m glad you do too!

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E m m a, when we met, there was just one thing that mattered to me, getting my revenge. And you did something that no one else ever could. You showed me that a heart full of love was the most precious treasure of all and one that I don’t intend to lose. They say that a captain’s heart belongs to his ship. And with this ring, it now belongs to you.

K i l l i a n, I spent so much of my life on my own. And then, Henry found me and brought me to Storybrooke and helped me find the rest of my family. But just because you learn that you come from true love doesn’t mean you believe that you’ll ever find it. But thanks to you, now I have.

Do you, Killian Jones, take this woman to be your wife and to love her for all eternity? I do. And do you, Emma Swan, take this man to be your husband and love him for all eternity? I do. Then it is with great pleasure that I now pronounce you  h u s b a n d  a n d  w i f e.

Guys, we could’ve figured out Allura had magic before it was revealed in S2. Remember the scene where she and Hunk had to save Shiro from Haggar?

She knew exactly where Haggar was, how? I’m guessing it’s because she has the same magic Haggar has. It’s little details like this that we seem to sleep on but it foreshadowed Allura’s magic, so I think we should really focus on these little hints in the show.

Genndy is a hetero married man who made HIS characters (that you’re not entitled to deciding what happens to them) who are grown-ass adults that can make their own decisions become romantically involved and half of the fandom is just crying about how The Straights™ get everything they want and/or that Ashi is ruined…

…even tho Genndy planned this for a long time and even talked before bout how he wanted his main character to have a girl to travel with cos it’s something he dreamed about as a young boy and isn’t that was a lot of people do, who have OCs? they project themselves on them? was he not allowed to do that with his own OCs?

and like damn, Genndy’s probably just happy to let his most iconic character have a passionate and wholesome moment after nearly dying for the billionth time, but no it’s somehow an agenda of being homo/acephobic or something about how Ashi is only there as a trophy for hetero romance despite having an entire character arc built up and learning to trust someone after having been brainwashed her entire life - like who better for her to fall in love with but a man so positive and full of goodness, the one she was told was nothing but evil and must destroy???? on her journey to find Jack and learning more about the people he helped, how could she not become infatuated learning not only that everything she knew about him was completely wrong, but that he’s an actual legit nice person to admire the strength and bravery of? what’s rushed or forced about that?

if Ashi was a man yall just wouldn’t say a damn thing about her agency or how quickly they got together, and I think it speaks bigger volumes about you as a person if you’re reducing her to merely a romantic device trope only and ignoring how amazing she is and has been as a character who doesn’t need to be rescued like a damsel or that she needs a Dad to teach her like she needs to be infantilized lol

if you stop seeing her as an incredibly great woman just cos she fell for an incredibly great man that’s all on you and your issues lol

and yeah you can criticize and hate the ship all you want, but so much of your reasoning and logic is flawed and I’m allowed to criticize it too

anonymous asked:

since u did the voltron au, do u have a ship from the actual voltron show???? also who's ur fave in voltron???

Lance’s my absolute mostest fav!!!! And since he’s my fave I’ll ship anything in which he’s happy, honestly, but I did draw some klance a while ago so I guess you might say that’s my main one 👍

Kenma recognizes him from the broad lines of his back and the strong muscles that cover his shoulders and biceps. He doesn’t move much but when he does, they ripple like water, flowing so smoothly it’s mesmerizing. Kenma can’t see much at all; there’s no moon out and the street lights are down, but he knows this body well enough.

Kenma opens the door softly and steps out. From the slightest stiffening of Iwaizumi’s shoulders, he knows the man is aware of his presence, which is impressive since he’s always been quiet in his movements. He walks forward and grabs onto the railing, the cold metal biting into his skin.

“Can’t sleep?”

It’s rare for Kenma to initiate a conversation. It isn’t lack of interest so much as it is the fact that he’s rarely comfortable enough to start talking to someone. But his curiosity is far too great when it comes to Iwaizumi. The man is different from the others in the band. He never asks Kenma questions, never tries to pry, and respects his personal space, though he does smile at him occasionally and he makes great coffee.

Iwaizumi doesn’t turn to look at him but he smiles a little, his dimple barely visible. “Yeah, it’s just one of those nights, you know?”

Kenma nods because he does in fact know. Leaning forward, he rests his chin on the metal and winces when the cold hits him harder than he expected, but it’s not a bad sensation. The wind feels nice, just this side of chilly, and the silence is welcome. They don’t live in a good neighborhood, and there’s always fighting and loud music and an absurd amount of yelling.

But on this night, at 2:47 in the morning, with the stars hiding behind the clouds and the moon nowhere in sight, Kenma has never liked this place better. Iwaizumi’s presence is strangely comforting, and the sound of his every inhale followed by a soft exhale makes Kenma unconsciously sync with him.

“Do you like it here so far?”

The tone of Iwaizumi’s voice makes it abundantly clear that Kenma is free to ignore the question if he wants to. He appreciates that, and decides to answer honestly.

“Haven’t really been here long enough to decide,” he says, eyes sliding shut, “but I think I’m going to stay just a little longer, if that’s alright with you.”

Iwaizumi huffs out a laugh, and it’s strangely endearing. “No problems here.” He brings the cigarette to his lips and takes a long drag, and Kenma watches as he blows out the smoke with a sigh, a white cloud forming into the silent darkness of the night. The metal of his tongue piercing shimmers when the headlights of a passing car shines on it, and Kenma’s breath hitches in his throat.

Iwaizumi offers him the cigarette without turning to look at him and Kenma accepts it gratefully. He takes a generous drag of his own and the feel of the smoke calms him with its familiarity. Blowing out the smoke with a lengthy exhale, he hands it back to Iwaizumi, and he feels a new bond form. It’s intimate in a way he’s never felt before, warm even when it’s cold, and he actually likes it. Might even get used to it.

He finally turns to face the man and takes in his profile, and it keeps surprising him, how handsome the raven-head really is. “Has Kuroo always been this insufferable?”

Iwaizumi’s eyes widen at the question before he starts laughing, loud and deep, and Kenma finds himself smiling along.

“You could say that, though Oikawa is right up there with him.” Iwaizumi winks, a playful smile dancing on his lips, “Don’t tell him I said that though.”

Kenma covers his mouth dramatically and Iwaizumi nods his approval. The two grin and face the street again.

The view isn’t terrible, if Kenma’s being honest. They aren’t high enough for him to feel anxious, but he can easily see the park a few metres away. A sigh of content escapes him and Iwaizumi mirrors it and they just stand there, shrouded by the comfortable silence between them that mingles with the silence of the night.

It’s nice, Kenma decides. It’s nice.

Hurricane AU

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Soft

It starts with a bar of soap.

For God’s sake, Kent thinks to himself in the “personal care” section of the grocery store. Why does Dove think I’m allergic to purple just because I’m a guy?

He picks up the lavender-scented bar soap and inhales. It smells heavenly. Next he tries the sandalwood-scented from the men’s section. It comes in a gray box and costs fifty cents less. It smells good but it reminds him of floor polish.

I’m a grown-ass man, Kent thinks, and buys the lavender soap.

The next time he’s out of body wash, he spends thirty minutes trying to decide on one of the many “manly” smells before caving to “Cocoa Cabana” in the women’s aisle because it smells like Valentines Day in a bottle. 

After that it’s his deodorant body spray, trading in “Bold” (whatever the fuck boldness smells like) for “Fresh Cotton.” 

The first time Jeff catches a whiff of it on him, he asks, “New fabric softener? It smells awesome.”

“Nah, switched deodorants.”

“Huh.” Jeff nods in approval. “Well, you smell like fresh blankets out of the dryer. I have a physical urge to hug you.”

Kent laughs. Jeff hugs him and he laughs more. It’s nice.

After five months, nearly every toiletry Kent owns has been switched over from an endless variety of blacks, grays, and occasional dark greens and blues to white, purple, soft brown, yellow, and pink. Showers have transformed from a perfunctory necessity to something luxurious. Women’s products are so indulgent. They make Kent feel and smell like he’s been at a spa. He does have to learn to juggle the fragrances appropriately or risk smelling like a perfume store vomited on him. But it’s worth it, for how good he feels after. He feels pampered. His skin is softer, his hair shines, and even his pits and crotch look and feel cleaner. He doesn’t know if it’s the products or because he really cares about the maintenance, now, since he’s got all these specialty items to try. It doesn’t matter. He feels great.

Kent now has honest-to-God bubble baths and detox-salt-soaks. He’s got body butters and face masks and a lip balm in almost every flavor. The ladies at the Lush at the mall know him by name.

Kent’s still single. He’s got his cat for company, though, and the guys, who drop by or come over for movie and game nights and get drunk and eat all his food and pretend to chirp him for the specialty lemongrass-scented hand soap in his bathroom. Sometimes, on roadies, Swoops will plop down next to him on a bus or a plane and say loudly, “Damn, who’s got chocolate and isn’t sharing? Oh, it’s just Parser. Fuck you for getting my hopes up,” and then he’ll noogie Kent or grab his fingers and gnaw on them.

(The coaches have had to break them up before and it’s very unbecoming of two adult men.)

More than once, one of the guys has fallen asleep next to Kent and ended up face-first in Kent’s shoulder. They’ll wake up blearily, rubbing their eyes and saying, “Whoops, sorry man, didn’t mean to drool on you.” Kent was confused at first but he’s realizing that it’s because they gravitate towards the scent of him in their sleep. He smells like comforting things: honey and chocolate and cotton and Shea. He smells like warmth and safety. It’s why he likes all the things he buys, so it makes sense the guys would like that, too.

Nobody rags on him for it. They chirp him, but that’s different. Chirping, light-hearted and giggly, means acceptance. Soon his teammates start coming up to him in the locker room or nudging him on a bus and saying, “Parser, can I borrow some of your stuff?” and leaving with key-lime lips or cocoa-butter hands.

But it’s when he catches Sunny—big, burly, greatly-bearded d-man Sunny—pulling a bright orange tube of passion fruit lip balm out of his bag and slicking it on in front of everyone that he knows for sure that it’s okay.

“I’m begging of you, please don’t take my man| Please don’t take him just because you can!” 

Jolene… Jolene, Jolene, Jolene! 

Just check it -> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UnjJvFnDbzE 

Im speachless… I love them so-fokin-much.

- Harriet.

You may NOT use my characters or my arts for YOUR roleplays and other purposes.Do NOT repost my artworks anywhere, without MY permission.Just respect my art stuff and time, thanks!

The moment I became obsessed with Elorcan:

“Elide (…) found herself not afraid of anything as he did it again, kissing one corner of her mouth, then the other. Such gentle, patient kisses- his hands equally so as they stroked the hair back from her brow, as they trailed over her hips, her ribs.” 

Why? Why THIS exact moment? If this was a description of Chaol or Dorian or even Rowan, I would probably not freak at all. But we are talking about LORCAN SALVATERRE, the dude that’s been in love with a crazy bitch for centuries, the dude that’s been described as cold and ruthless and always getting what he wants. From these descriptions alone, I would have guessed Lorcan to be really really forward when it comes to sex (which he is), but also a little impatient- someone who just goes for it without really considering his partner’s wants and needs. 

Lorcan is described as having “unending cold rage”, caring only for himself and maybe Maeve. Why should he be a considerate, attentive guy in bed????? Wouldn’t fit the character he’s being described as. Logically, you wouldn’t put Lorcan into the cute/fluffy/ perfect fae boyfriend box.

But. BUT. When he’s getting it on with Elide, he’s described as gentle and patient. He’s not pulling her clothes off after a few seconds, he’s not violently kissing her or being urgent in any way. He doesn’t even seem to restrain himself. He’s just…enjoying that they are taking it slow for now. 

AND THATS WHAT MAKES SUCH A DIFFERENCE TO ME!!!!! Because Lorcan is NOT a gentle and patient person- look at his feud with Aelin, Rowan, the Carde, basically the whole world. He manages to pick a fight with everyone after a few seconds. But with Elide, he forgets all of that- he’s knows how precious Elide is and that he can’t pull any of that bullshit with her. I bet if she told him that she wanted to wait 5 years before sleeping with him, he wouldn’t even BLINK and just accept that. 

And I also bet Lorcan would NOT do that for everyone. He’s not considerate like  Dorian, or trying to do the right thing like Chaol. I bet Lorcan has pissed a lot of his lovers off. I bet he’s grown annoyed and impatient with a lot of them, and I bet all those years of pining after Maeve also made him really cold hearted and bitter. I bet there have been more than a few times where he didn’t care about how things felt for his partner. 

But with Elide, he is suddenly gentle. He is patient. That centuries- old demi-fae, who has slaughtered and schemed and betrayed, who had probably slept with hundreds of women and who is described as muscular and hulking and honestly a little scary- that man transforms into someone else entirely. 

That quote just made that so obvious to me. And that, my friends, was the moment I became utter, desperate Elorcan TRASH. 

Oh, Baby (Bucky x reader)

Word count:  1300

         “I was protecting you!” You shouted at Bucky, who was currently pacing the space of the jet. “You were surrounded by agents! What’d you expect me to do? Let you die?”

           “Yes Y/N!” He shouted back at you, turning towards you. “You were supposed to get back on this damn ship and save yourself! Now, look at you!” He pointed towards your bruised cheek.

           “I’d rather have a beat-up face than a dead boyfriend!”  You screamed back at him. Steve and Natasha were awkwardly sitting beside you, looking at each other. “You’re too proud, James. It’s not my fault that you needed help and were too pussy to admit it!”

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matt and aaron thoughts pt3

pt1 ; pt2

  • aaron doesn’t know why he spent so long distancing himself from matt or any of the upperclassmen
  • andrew has renee. why couldn’t aaron could have had matt or dan?
  • he’s always been one to never regret the things he says because he doesn’t say things without meaning them, just like andrew. it’s one of the few things him and his brother can relate to each other with
  • but aaron is hung up on the fact that when he came to matt’s dorm after him and neil switched, he told him that they would never be friends
  • that him being his roommate would be it
  • he told matt never to speak to him
  • aaron’s not about to apologise out of nowhere but he still feels guilty

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Just a little reminder for JayTim shippers:

● Jason and Tim aren’t related and even Tim stated that Bruce isn’t technically Jason’s dad anymore, as you can see here:

They weren’t raised together or stuff like that so there’s no reason why he should necessarily consider Jason as his brother (I’m not saying that It’s not ok or possible to see them as brothers, I’m just proving a point)

● They overcame their problems and even If the writers didn’t make a perfect job exploring this important aspect of their relationship, there are still some conversations to prove that:

(Oh Gosh I love this panel so much)

● Tim always cared about Jason:

(even in young justice)
● And he still cares (and considers him as his partner):

(”you’re not just the man under the Red Hood” is actually one of my favourite JayTim quotes ♥ Tim is so sweet)

● Jason eventually got psychologically better and started to care about Tim, to see him as a partner:

Just look at the pictures, the ship sails Itself:

● Aaaand It’s not pedophilia because: http://salt-sass-and-lyrium.tumblr.com/post/146304003444/superboyvapes-despite-you-wanting-to-make-me (Sorry I always quote you, I just love your post lol)

SO our ship is perfectly normal and you’re perfectly normal, bye.

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[AGGRESSIVELY CARES ABOUT OIKAWA]

OK BUT LIKE HOW DID WE GET SO BLESSED TO SEE OUT OTP GO THROUGH THESE INCREDIBLE THINGS BECAUSE LIKE THIS IS FUCKING EPIC ROMANCE TERRITORY AND I AM SO FUCKINGEMOTIONAL BUT LIKE OK LOOK

I LOVE EMMA SWAN LOL AND HOW HER INSTANT REACTION IS LIKE THE FUCK?

ALL HAIL THE MAGIC CONCH

T B H

HER FACCEEEE SHE’S HEARING HIS VOICEEE

AND THIS ASSHOLE. I AM SO MAD AT HIM AND HIS PERFECTNESS. HE LOVES HER SO FUCKING MUCH I WILL BREAK MY KEYBOARD I SWEAR ONE OF THESE DAYS BECAUSE I LOVE HIM SO FUCKING MUCH.

AND IMMEDIATELY, LIKE HE DOESN’T EVEN FUCKING KNOW IF SHE’S LISTENING OR WHAT AND HE JUST HOPES. LIKE THE TIME HE GAVE UP HIS FUCKING SHIP FOR A HOPE TO SEE HER. THIS MAN LOVES HER SO MUCH, IT IS A PERMANENT ACHE UPON MY SOUL.

I WOULD NEVER LEAVE YOU. I WAS COMING BACK TO YOU LIKE WHAT IN THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU WHY ARE YOU LIKE THIS WHY DO I LOVE YOU SO MUCH. HOW CAN YOU LOVE HER SO MUCH YOU ASSHOLE.

AND SHE’S LIKE IMMEDIATELY IN TEARS BECAUSE FUCK ALL SHE WAS GONNA MOVE ON. MOVE ON MY ASS TBH. SHE WAS TRYING SO HARD TO DO IT THOUGH BECAUSE IT WAS HURTING SO MUCH BUT THE RELIEF IN HER FACE AND THE TEARS AND I AM JUST A PUDDLE LEAVE ME HERE

I LOVE YOU HE SAID. HIS VOICE CRACKED AND HE’S JUST DESPERATE AND HOPING AND TELLING HER HE LOVES HER WITHOUT KNOWING IF SHE’S EVEN HEARING HIM AND IT HURTS ME SO FUCKING MUCH I CAN’T EVEN DEAL WITH THIS NONSENSE

AND HER FACE AND THE RELIEVED SOB AND THE FACT THAT SHE WASN’T WRONG TO TRUST HIM AND THAT SHE ISN’T GONNA BE ALONE AND THAT SHE WAS RIGHT IN HER LOVE AND HE LOVES HER HE LOVES HER HE LOVES HERRR

AND I’M TRYING TO GET HOME TO YOU LIKE OH MY GODDDDDD WHAT AHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME WITH YOUR VOICE AND YOUR FACE AND YOUR LOVE FOR EMMA SWAN WHAT IS THIS WHYYYY

I LOVE YOU TOOOOO SHE SAYS AND I AM JUST SO IN AWE OF THIS SCENE BECAUSE THEY’RE NOT EVEN NEAR EACH OTHER AND I FEEL THEIR LOVE AS THOUGH IT WERE A TANGIBLE THING AND I AM IN SUCH PAIN AND SO EMOTIONAL AND I CANNOT EVEN UGH I LOVE HER AND HIM AND HOW SHE LOVES HIM AND HE LOVES HER

AND THIS FACE BECAUSE HE CAN’T HEAR HER LIKE THE FUCKING LEVELS OF ANGST JUST WENT SO HIGH UP AND I AM FEELING SO MANY EMOTIONS AND IT IS WONDERFUL BECAUSE LIKE THAT’S HOW YOU KNOW A STORY HAS TOUCHED YOU BECAUSE I LITERALLY CANNOT STOP SCREAMING RN BUT ALSO THE FUCKING FUCK HOW DARE YOU SIR? HOE DARE?

AND SHE’S TRYING TO LET HIM KNOW THAT HE IS LOVED TOO. THESE TWO LONELY HUMANS HAVE FOUND ONE ANOTHER TO LOVE AND THEY’RE STUMBLING THROUGH THE WHOLE THING BUT FUCK IF THEY DON’T LOVE EACH OTHER WITH EVERYTHING THEY HAVE AND IT MAKES ME HURT IN MY TINY HEART

LOOK AT HER FACE AND HOW MUCH SHE IS TRYING OH MY GODDD

ALSO LIKE YOU KNOW YOUR OTP HAS REACHED EPIC ROMANCE LEVELS WHEN THE BIG BAD OF THE SEASON SPECIFICALLY TARGETS ONE HALF OF YOUR OTP TO GET TO THE OTHER HALF WHILE THEY’RE BOTH FIGHTING TOOTH AND NAIL TO GET BACK TO ONE ANOTHER.

CAN WE FUCKING SAY EPIC ROMANCE THOUGH?

CAN WE?

IT’S AMAZING LIKE I AM IN PAIN AND YET I AM HAPPY BECAUSE OF HOW MUCH THEY LOVE ONE ANOTHER AND I AM EXCITED TO SEE THEM FIGHT FOR EACH OTHER AND I JUST NEED A HUG

*FALLS OVER*

bisexualhermionepond  asked:

Jake Peralta

general opinion: fall in a hole and die | don’t like them | eh | they’re fine I guess | like them! | love them | actual love of my life
hotness level: get away from me | meh | neutral | theoretically hot but not my type | pretty hot | gorgeous! | 10/10 would bang (don’t ask how he’s both, he just is, y’all should Understand)
hogwarts house: gryffindor | slytherin | ravenclaw | hufflepuff
best quality: the fact that he’s literally more explicitly feminist than 90% of female characters on television (runner up: he actually owns up to his mistakes and apologises, frequently) 
worst quality: man, this boy dumb. he do so much dumb shit. so much. (I love him for it.) 
ship them with: Jake/Amy is the best and purest het ship in existence (though Jake is bi af, fight me)
brotp them with: Gina, Rosa, Charles, Terry, Holt (this is more of a dad one). boy loves his friends, boy is such a good friend, what a good, I love him
needs to stay away from: his dad. and the Vulture who needs to stop slapping his ass (hc: the Vulture is quietly bi too, and therefore needs to leave my boy Alone)
misc. thoughts: honestly I could talk about how fucking wonderful and vaguely revolutionary a protagonist Jake is forever bc like, he could have been the typical immature cis white guy who does a bunch of shitty stuff and gets away with it

and instead he’s a feminist Jewish cinnamon roll who does fuck up on occasion but learns and apologises for being an ass, and is like, the Most Supportive Friend Ever, and he loves his friends so much and he loves his girlfriend so much and respects her so much that he refused to sabotage her dates when he was still too chicken to ask her out because he wasn’t about to fuck up her life and make her choices for her just because he wasn’t brave enough to do anything

like bro he casually called out transphobia in a beloved movie and he punched a homophobe (who had up until that moment been one of his idols) in the face with barely any hesitation despite knowing the repercussions it would have

Jake Peralta is bisexual af and I’ll scream it from the hilltops I love this good pure bi boy

but also on the other hand - FUCK JAKE PERALTA FOR UTTERLY RUINING MY SPEECH PATTERN, I say ‘noice’ and ‘cool cool cool cool’ and other various ridiculous bullshit because of him, I cannot believe the audacity