i totally ship us


evil-is-relative  asked:

So, do any of your lovely, crazy characters celebrate Heart's Day?

I imagine my TESO trio would at least. Some had better time than others… :’)

myrrhbearer  asked:

I WANT TO KNOW about any times Iron and February have met in the past. Duels, threats, tense talks, ANYTHING I'm desperate for this ship

(happy galentine’s day!)

i. She writes with her left hand so she can hold a gun under the table with her right.

ii.  When she plays chess it’s three strategies, three pieces left, three consecutive wins.

iii.  And she plays chess like she has lead an army.

iv. She has a scar over her left breast from the only time she ever died. It is shaped like a sword pointing at her sternum.

v.  She is vain, but she is not stupid. She finds strength in numbers and her lackeys are never far. Neither are yours, though. It’s always the ruins of the Forgotten Quarter or the rooftops. She does have a penchant for dramatics.

vi. She is silver. The gleam of her satin dress, and the gleam of her rapier. You aren’t fooled, you know she is the kind to bring a derringer to a swordfight. Her gloves are white leather, and they are always immaculate.

vii. “Maybe today I’ll find what it takes to kill one of your kind, huh?” She doesn’t want to know.

viii. “Cat got your tongue? Oh right.” Her smile is sharper than any blade. “You can use my hand to answer me, if you’d like.” The pen is sharp, cuts through her skin and blood and ink mix together. She has a burn on her shoulder from the time you forgot what language you were writing in. Or maybe you didn’t forget.

ix. Her rapier is ridiculously sturdy and takes the blows from your sword -a memory from the fourth city- with grace. Her hand is always close to a fold in her jacket, you don’t doubt she is perfectly able to shoot if she finds herself losing. Or if she gets bored.

x. You have just learnt that she can hold a rapier with either hand, and the change is unnoticeable. She always shoots with her right.

xi. Of course a shot will not kill you. It takes more than that. But it’s enough to make you buckle. She helps you stand in her arms and snorts. “Well that was fun.” She says. Her lips press against the cold surface of the mask. “But I’ve already got what I came here for.”

xii. She always carries a knife with her too, for good measure. It’s traditional in this sport, after all.

xiii. You blood flows into a crystal vial she holds in her left hand. “Ah Iron, my sweet, I can’t wait for you to see what this will buy me. But I don’t wan’t to spoil the surprise.” She stands, leaving you behind. “Isn’t the night lovely?”

xiv. The silver of her rapier is streaked with dark blood. As is the silver of her satin gown. But the white glove on her left hand, and the white glove on her right hand, those remain immaculate.

watching yuri!!! on ice
  • me : mm mhm MHHHHM wait what, you're telling me this is a sports anime?
  • me : lolwut m8 they are g-a-y
  • me : wait do straight people do that
  • me : wait do straight people do THAT
  • me : ohmygod this is super frickin gay
  • me : victor, please stop eye-fucking yuri and thank you
  • me : victor! stop touching him so much and get your hand off his chin RIGHT NOW
  • me : *chanting* kiss,kiss,kiss! just tip a bit over and kiss him!
  • me : my sweet summer children, you have now fueled my descent into hell
  • me :
  • me :
  • me : thank you for ruining my life i guess

Wilson Fisk & James Wesley + text posts

my GOD reincarnation soulmate AUs

especially when one person always has their past lives’ memories so they always know who their soulmate is supposed to be (sometimes the age doesn’t match for it to be romantic - and sometimes they completely miss each other but hey), and the other only has the one reincarnation where they remember everything

and ohai what a coinkidink it just so happens to be modern day and they stumble onto one another through internet comedy shows. both feel the tingle of their past lives (for one of them, it’s a well-known pain that they’ve learned to adjust to; for the other, it’s like having your insides gouged out since they’re getting it all at once) and they debate with themselves whether they should tell the other

the one who always has their memories is just so tired of waiting that they barely bother anymore and just want to wait for their soulmate to remember, if only an inkling. meanwhile the other is absolutely terrified and they don’t really know how to deal with it bc what does any of it even mean?? like is it destiny or some crap? are they supposed to fess up and admit it on the off-chance that it’s reciprocated? 

when things finally do get settled and both realize how many times the universe has fucked things up for them, it’s like the world just stops thinking about them. they finally both remember, they’ve found each other yet again, so the search is finally over. the universe doesn’t fuck with them again.

One more SilverFlint for us.
I’m totally lost in this fandom and ship.
I already said this, but in my imagination I see them in bedroom happy and loved.
They deserve to be happy and loved, I like to see them cuddle each other and in peace. 
I know that in the canon they’re happy now, but love this ship <3

I think there’ll be more and more fanarts with happy smiles and soft gaze.

This is for all the SilverFlint shippers, thank you, I hope you’ll enjoy it.

(Sorry for my bad english D:)

Following the Fandom

AO3 Link

Genre: Oneshot. Fluff, sort-of AU, first meeting, romantic

Warnings: one swear word and a tiny, tiny if-you-squint bit of suggestiveness

Summary: Dan and Phil are the Youtubers we know and love, except for one thing - they’ve never met. That doesn’t stop the fanbase from shipping them, though, and eventually Phil gathers up the courage to message Dan

Word Count: 7347

A/N: I actually had a lot of fun writing this! It was quickly done, though, so apologies for any typos/errors ^_^

Phil’s brow furrowed as his phone went off again. The constant stream of notifications hadn’t relented once since he’d woken up and flicked his phone on, and he hadn’t even had a chance to get onto his home page to find the source of all the sudden attention before yet another notification turned up and exploded his phone all over again.

Phil nudged his bedsheets down from his shoulders and rolled onto his pillow, squinting at his bright phone screen. It was still ridiculously early in the morning, and yet the stream never ended. What had he even done to spark such a reaction? The last thing he’d done was tweet about an exciting-looking dog he’d seen walking passed his London flat, and he hadn’t uploaded a video since four days ago. His new footage was sitting on his laptop waiting to be edited – so what had caused this sudden flood of notifications?

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My BFF and i have a relationship that is brimming with slow burn otp fic tropes. Tonight we joked about how we’d be the worst fic ever, like–we’ve showered together, looked at each other’s cervices, seen each other naked 4 billion times, shared a bed for 3 months, been fake girlfriends at a gay bar, watched porn together, bought sex toys together/for each other…like seriously. If this were a fic people would be like when the FUCK are they getting together?!

And the answer would be never, and it would make people so angry! Like you read for 100k and then we end up with other people. The slow burn was with me and the barista/her and someone from high school, whatever.

Like we’re really just BFFs and it’s ridiculous.

Amethyst Ocean sounds like one of those really cheesy names for shampoo or perfume.

Could you imagine if it was actually a shampoo name/brand in the Danny Phantom universe?

Danny comments to Sam that her hair smells nice today and she’s like, “Yeah, I ran out of ‘Evening Darkness’ shampoo so I had to use my mom’s. It’s called 'Amethyst Ocean’ or something dumb like that.”

I am now done with replies for the night, so I will be focusing on finishing up Samidare.

This also reminds me I gotta make more icons for Yuudachi to get even anywhere close to my original amount.

anonymous asked:

I heard something that said the only way to avoid something being tagged automatically is by putting slashes through it, like et///han or jackse**pticeye I'm not sure how true this is, but if it helps, it helps! I love you and your art btw

Oh yeah, and like, i did that once for something that I wrote Ma/rk, Ma/tt and Ry//an only because I knew their names might be searched together

but if I just write Ethan…theres like a million Ethans. Ethan is not going to just search “Ethan” and come across my ship art. If i wanted to write cran//kgameplays thats another thing.  Same thing goes for like just Jack.

If I’m feeling extra nervous, ill do it, but its really surprising that as a youtuber shipping fandom, we all haven’t come up with a UNIVERSAL tag for either NSFW or things involving youtuber shipping

like, i think everyone should totally use Lewdtubers for NSFW but hey, I don’t think my blog is big enough to spread that one around. The ships have their names, but I mean more like how a lot of people use Smol green bean for jack. Like every youtuber having their own code tag :D that way everyone can find eachother without it EVER touching the boys.

anonymous asked:

Crossover ships are great! - But I totally get your opinion. I used to not like them either and used to prefer if fandoms stayed in their own little bubbles. :)

Yea…I prefer my fandoms to stay in their own little bubbles. I mean, if they all exist within the same universe (like the Arrowverse or the MCU) then I don’t mind crossovers but I don’t really like stuff like SuperWhoLock.

I just feel like, there are so many fandoms that could never be in one universe because their “rules” are different and even contradictory.

I don’t really mind crossover ships in AUs, but I can’t really stand like full-on fandom crossovers.

“You’re staring.”
“Just wondering where you’re hiding your gun under that dress.”
“Behave and you won’t have to find out.”

The lovebirds

Prompt/Fic request: Reader is playing a character in a new MCU movie and is secretly dating Chris (the cast know) They go to a comic con and y/n gets a couple of invasive questions and Chris saves the day. And RDJ also, as he’s Like the dad to all the cast.

A/N: I’m sorry this took soooooo long. I just hope you like it.


“Baby” I felt his strong arms around my waist. There was an amazing feeling that only him could make me drag into. I put my hands over his. His body covered mine. He started to move his hips side to side, while he hummed in my ear. His fragrance surrounded and spread in the tiny room. I filled my lounges with the electrifying and manly smell.

“Hey” I whispered. I turned around so we could be face to face. He was the most attractive, kind and sweet man I’d ever met. That look got me hypnotized.

“I just wanted to wish you luck” he leaned and traced my lips with his yhumb, I smiled and then, he kissed me.

“We’re going to be in the same place, silly.” I used my tip toes to gain height and kiss him back.

“I know, but we’re going to be undercover” he sighed and hugged me tight. “I hate this, I want to hold your hand, or kiss you or just be able to tell you that I love you in public. Why is it so hard?” I took distance, I looked at him. Even when he was way taller than me, this kind og situation made him look so adorable.

“You know the rules. We’re almost over with this, love. Two more appearances. We’ll wait a month after that and we’ll scream at the top of our lounges how much we love each other. Besides, we still share house, don’t we? Maybe when we go out of here we…” I used the tip of my toes again so I could tell him my dirty plan.


“this question goes to y/n…” I smiled, though inside I rolled my eyes. The last three questions were for me, all about my personal life. Chris was in the other side of the stage. Robert was next to me. I saw him rolling his eyes and I smiled. “Is it true that Chris and you were lovebirds and had a sex scene but it was deleted because you looked to…?” Robert interrupted him and I laughed.

“Boy! Don’t you know manners?” Robert defended me. I looked at Chris, there was a slight line in his mouth. He was mad. “Grow up, dude! You should be happy of being in the same room that this monumental woman”. Everybody clapped and the guy received some bad looks from everybody in the room. Especially from Chris.

“Alright, next?” I heard someone but I felt dizzy by the whole situation.

“Y/N” I closed my eyes and smiled trying to be interested “how was like working with a bunch of man?”

“Well, I grew up with boys so it wasn’t hard to be part of the crew. Although, more than a cast is a family. They helped me a lot, respected me and played with me. I love them like they’re my brothers and sisters. I think I’m actually going to miss them” I made a little grin.

The questions kept going. I heard the answers and nodded once in a while. Until something kept my eyes wide open.

“Chris, isn’t y/n your type of woman? I totally ship you and I…”

“All of us do, but let me tell you something” Robert interrupted again because we both knew that Chris and his big heart could tell everything. “I adopted her and she will be able to date until she’s 70” everybody laughed, including Chris. Robert had that funny and sarcastic way to say things that made you smiled.

Two months later.

Robert showed up in the kitchen, Chris and I were talking.

“Kids you made a frenzy with that rock, and left, typical of Chris. Let me see” I smiled and Chris kissed my cheek while Robert looked at the ring that was in my finger. “I can’t believe how everybody bought that shitty story, I mean, it’s enough to be with you for one second to realize that you too are crazy for each other”. Chris and I smiled. “Congrats, lovebirds”.  

“You know? He’s right” I said once he was gone. Chris had his arms around me. “Anybody could tell that I’m so in love with you, love” Chris leaned and kissed me.

“I agree, I don’t know how we did it…”

“Love makes us do crazy things, lovebird.”