me shipping

What's the weirdest thing about your crush?
  • Ino: His sense of humor, for sure.
  • Karui: The size of his stomach is a mystery to me.
  • Hinata: W-whiskers.
  • Temari: Hair. Looks like a pineapple.
  • Sakura: His left eye. The rinnegan just creeps me out.
  • Karin: The teeth. They're too sharp.
  • Ino: What are you talking about? Sasuke doesn't have-
  • Karin: I wasn't talking about Sasuke.
  • Suigetsu: Hey ladies, what up?
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make sure you come back alive, all right?

POWER RANGERS: BREAKFAST CLUB

and the things that I think what made it a surprisingly good movie. 


SPOILERS AHEAD and a really LONG post 

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Can you guess why I started screaming and fangirling hard when I read all the news about the new anime Shoukoku no Altair (out on July)??? [x, x, x]

I have 4 words for you: Danshi Koukousei, Hajimete no (4)

Do the math yourself XD

I CAN’T WAIT OHMYGOD

It gives me Arslan vibes… which means I’m going to like this anime (I already like the CAST!)

This is for @acourtoffandomtrash

This is my first time writing Elucien and I have discovered that I love them. I was inspired by the scene in the 2005 Pride and Prejudice where Mr Bingley is following Jane around the ball (see gif) and I’m pretty sure Elain and Lucien are now solidified as Jane and Bingley in my head. Forever. 

Originally posted by maggiebaine

Elucien: Sorry! I didn’t mean to touch your butt. 


The party was bright and vibrant. The windows were open to allow temperate weather outside to sweep away the stuffiness that threatened to swarm the room. Lucien was proud of what he had put together with the help of his mother, and Elain as well. His mother and Elain got along like dry sticks and a flame, which he was not at all surprised about it. They both had a gentleness and kindness that seeped deep into their bones, into their very being, but they still were strong and wilful. 

He and Elain, they were taking it slow. Through the war and the recovery after Lucien hadn’t uttered a word to Elain about the mating bond. He had kept quiet for her. Lucien wanted Elain to adjust, to be and find out what she wanted before he approached her to accept it. He wanted her to want him and love him, without her feeling like she had to. Even though at times in drove Lucien mad not to be with her, not to claim his mate and love her as she deserved. But, slow. They were taking it slow.

In the meantime they had become friends, as they were undeniably drawn to each other. And lately, lately Lucien thought he had felt something more. Both from him and from her. Sometimes feelings thrummed down the bond and they had suggested… well something more. Lucien knew he was in love. Everyday he spent with her he was determined to make her laugh just so he could smile at the way Elain’s nose scrunched up when she did, or he would show her something that would make her eyes to open wide in wonder. He was unwaveringly dedicated to making her happy. 

Lucien watched as his guests danced and mingled. The Night Court’s Inner Circle was here but they mainly kept to themselves. All except Morrigan who danced and flittered about the room seeing whoever she pleased, the shadowsinger never far behind. Lucien looked to the Inner Circle now to see if he could spot Elain. He only saw two golden brown haired heads and neither belonged to his mate and sending a sweeping glance around the room Lucien still couldn’t spot her. 

“Looking for someone?” 

The soft voice that sounded behind Lucien made him turn and he found Elain standing behind him. The sight of her knocked the breath out of him for moment. She looked radiant. Dressed in a gown of the palest lavender that it was almost white and with the tiny white flowers woven through her braided hair like a halo, Lucien thought she looked like and angel. 

Elain smiled at him. “You’re staring.” 

Lucien felt a flush rise to his cheeks and he swallowed before he quickly said, “You look beautiful.”

It was Elain’s turn to blush and she glanced away, “Thank you.” 

Lucien was not this away around anyone else. When Elain stood in front of him his sarcasm and bravado fell away and he was left blushing and almost painfully awkward. His mother said he was simply a fool in love. 

Clearing his throat he said to Elain, “Do you want to take a walk?”

Elain nodded, then Lucien extended his arm indicating that Elain should lead the way. Lucien remained half a step behind Elain as they started to walk, it made weaving through the crowd easier. At times they were paused as people caught their attention, greeting the High Lord of Autumn and complementing him on his party. Whenever the guests commented on the party Lucien was sure to give Elain the praise she deserved, which she waved away with laugh and a blush. When they were left to themselves Elain asked Lucien about his horses, knowing he had been anxious about them recently as this years foals were starting to be born. Lucien could talk endlessly about his horses, being his passion and escape from his High Lord duties. And Elain, she listened and took interest. She knew which were his favourites and she asked after them by name and shared any concern and joy Lucien had in them. 

They had now almost reached the edge of the crowd. Lucien noted that Elain had led them towards the gardens that just lay outside the party room, one of her favourite places in the whole Court. As she walked ahead of him Lucien watched as her skirts swished about her and how the ends of the lilac ribbon that was tied around her waist got lost in them. Without really thinking about what he was doing Lucien reached out to grab it, to run its softness through his fingers. 

He missed. 

Elain turned to him, surprise written all over her face as well as a question. Missing the ribbon Lucien had touched Elain’s backside, practically pinched it. Lucien was sure his face matched the bright red shade of his hair and he was eternally grateful that they were now in the quiet corridor near the doors of the garden where no one could see his shame.

He swallowed once. Then twice. “I umm…” he stuttered out his face going impossibly redder, “Sorry! I didn’t mean to touch… your… ummm…” 

Lucien was mortified. The offending hand rubbed at his face and neck while he looked anywhere except Elain’s face. Where Lucien was to go from here, he didn’t know. He sent a silent, gratitude filled prayer to the Mother thanking her that Nesta hadn’t see, otherwise he may have been dead this very moment. . Lucien felt reassurance and forgiveness and endless amusement pulse down the bond and he met Elain’s eyes. Elain had a slight flush on her cheeks but beyond that she didn’t seem perturbed. She smiled at him then she leaned forward and kissed his cheek before taking Lucien’s hand in her own and began to lead them into the garden. 

Lucien’s cheek burned where Elain had kissed it and he thought to himself that he might embarrass himself more often if this was his reward.

This is the best thing I’ve e v e r seen.
10/10, I watch it everyday, hundreds of times. Won’t ever stop watching. Oml.
My heart shipped a beat the first time I saw it. 🌚💦💕💙‼️ I CRIED TEARS OF JOY. AHHH I CAN’T IT’S?! I’m gonna cry. A G A I N. PLEASE HELP I CAN’T BREATHE it’s so beautifully animated, the expressions are perfect, everything’s perfect and I can die HAPPY. This is all I ever wanted and M O R E AHHHH 😭💘

glitterytammy  asked:

top 5 ninjago ships?

[[ I always try to avoid posting any art of em tho buT YAH –

1) Cole and Seliel – My OTP on the dl I just love them so much???

2 ) Poly Ninjas OT5. Pls…. they all deserve to be each others’ boyfriends…. im a sucker for all ships pertaining these 5 (plasma, glacier, opposite, etc. just gIVE THEM ALL TO ME)

3) Pixal and Zane. Cinnamon roll + cinnamon roll = dozen pack of cinnamon rolls

4) Skylor and Nya. Working more on my breakdancing AU made me ship them bye.

5) Morro and Lloyd. Complicated relationships and a lot of angst = B))))))

Bonus: Jaya is p cute too.

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to @evertonem @quietduna @electrarhodes @redamancy-eunoia @sirenja-and-the-stag @crazy-dog-dude + the rest of my lovely shipmates


Will sat silently in his chair, thinking about that night…well as much of it he could remember. Beverly broke the silence after a few minutes.

“You guys…ugh…no wonder you ended up having sex…” Beverly commented as Will reached for his sandwich.

He paused for a moment before taking a bite; thinking about one of the many weekends he had spent with Hannibal and Abigail while living in New York. He sighed to himself as he ate.

Beverly was staring at Will with her chin propped up by her hand; too engaged with the story to touch her own sandwich.

Will sighed again in between chewing. “…I forgot how complicated my relationship with Hannibal is…”

Will, I love you. His thoughts returned to the first time he and Hannibal had sex…the warmth between their bodies had felt absolutely unbelievable. He had never felt so close to another person before.

That time, Will had only assumed Hannibal told him that he loved him to get him to relax before they started fucking; Will was so nervous that Hannibal had trouble trying to loosen him up first with his fingers. His body was so tensed…he was afraid Hannibal would hate having sex with him.

Hannibal, from time to time, playfully told Will that he “loved” him while they were growing up together, so it didn’t dawn on Will that this time, when they finally started having sex, Hannibal most likely meant it.

He could hear, in the back of his mind, Hannibal moaning into his neck…he could still feel him holding tightly onto his waist…

Will decided not to tell Beverly that Hannibal had confessed to being in love with him for years. Hannibal had only admitted so during their last fight and it hurt too much to bring it up now.

Freddie doesn’t know you the way I know you, Will.

No one knows you the way I know you…

I knew I was in love with you since that night, however, I fear the feelings are…unrequited…


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Hannibal and Will, just be the fuck together…gah… (is something I feel like Beverly might end up saying….)

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