otp for all of space and time


every time lexa says clarke’s name: 20/?

Typical day
  • Me: *staring absentmindedly at nothing*
  • Friend: hey, you're spacing out again.
  • Me: *snaps out of it* huh?
  • Friend: you do that all the time, what are you even thinking about?
  • Me: umm...
  • Me: *just thought about OTP furiously fucking in a broomcloset*
  • Me: nothing...

every time lexa says clarke’s name: 33/?

Star Trek Ask Meme

1. Top 3 favorite female characters?

2. Top 3 favorite male characters?

3. Top 3 least favorite characters?

4. Favorite alien species?

5. Episode plot you wish they had handled differently?

6. Character you feel a show could have done without?

7. Who would make up your crew dream team?

8. Which captain would you most want to serve under?

9. Which episode plot do you prefer?

      a. Time traveling to the past or dealing with time travelers from the future?

      b. Going undercover to spy on enemies or going undercover to explore pre-           warp planets?

     c. Holodeck malfunction or space anomaly?

     d. Ship being taken over or being stranded on a planet?

     e. Rapid aging or de-aging?

     f. Diplomatic negotiations or all out battle?

10. Which alien pet would you most want for your own?

11. Top 3 OTPs?

12. Top 3 NOTPs?

13. A ship you wish had been canon and why?

14. A ship you wish hadn’t been canon and why? 

15. Top 3 favorite alien crewmembers?

16. If you could steal the basic plot of an episode for one show and apply to another which would you choose?

17. What role would you have aboard a starship?

18. If you had to fight a character who would you choose?

19. You can undo one plot point, which do you choose?

20. Which piece of technology do you wish existed in reality?

21. What kind of stories do you hope the new show does?

22. Would you rather serve on a starship or a space station?

23. Favorite tropes?

24. Which character do you relate to the most?

25. Favorite villain(s)?

26. Which alien hybrid offspring are you most interested in seeing?

27. What do you wish they had handled differently?

28. Character(s) you want to cosplay as?

29. Favorite and least favorite episodes?

30. Something you wish you could delete from canon?

31. A crossover with another show/movie/book/ect, that you’d want to see?

32. F/M/K.

33. Whose twitter feed would you most want to follow?

34. What do you think *insert character*’s tumblr would be full of?

35. A minor character you wish had become a main character?

36. A social issue you hope the new show tackles and how?

37. Character A and Character B get into a fight, who wins?

38. *Insert crew here* is thrown back in time to *insert time period here*, how do they handle it, which fashion trends do they pick up, who threatens the timeline the most, who is saddest when they have to leave, who is most knowledgeable, who stands out the most, ect?

39. You have to relocate to a planet other than Earth, which do you choose?

40. If you got a trek inspired tattoo what would it be?

41. Which episode(s) creeped out/scared you the most?

42. Which episode(s) made you cry?

43. Order of shows from most to least favorite?

44. If *insert crew* ended up in the modern day what would amaze them the most?

45. Which alien culture would you most want to live in/would feel most comfortable?

46. If they rebooted *insert show here* who out of modern day actors would you pick to play the main characters?

47. An unpopular opinion you have?

48. Sort the crew of *insert show here* into Hogwarts houses.

49. A favorite ST fic?

50. A random headcanon?


Your otp are both secret agents. What a calamity. 

  • Who whispers the Mission Impossible theme tune on an actual mission, who shoots them a look of upmost disbelief. 
  • Who is the new recruit who always manages to do something wrong, who rolls their eyes but helps them in secret, never taking any of the credit.
  • When your otp have children, who tells them stories of all the missions they went on, who interrupts with “then I swooped in and saved the day!”. Bonus: “thats not what happened, don’t listen to them” “ummm yes it–” “you were unconscious literally the whole time.” “…you make a good point”
  • When your otp, who aren’t together, end up trapped in a very small space together (air vent etc) who suggestively wiggles their eyebrows, who repeatedly bashes their head against the wall and cant believe their bad luck. 
  • Who’s the brains, who’s the muscle. OT3 bonus: “Wait what does that make me?” “you’re… well, you’re you.”
  • Who makes funny faces behind their boss when their next mission is being explained, who is trying really damn hard not to laugh.
  • Who takes their job very seriously and seldom shows any emotion let alone smiles, who’s the joker and makes it their mission to entertain them. 

Requested by: anon. 


I am tired, hungry and angry but my beloved OTP is and always will be canon.
And the best thing is that the writters also made the dimensional travels canon so Yami and Yugi still can meet each other through space and time dimensions, all those dimensional fanfics and dojinshis are now canon.

everyone’s talking about how they already ship 13 x Rose, and meanwhile all I can think is ‘if Rose travelled with 13, how many times did Jackie see the Doctor from behind and mistake her for her daughter?’

Like, Jackie sneaks up behind who she thinks is Rose, and grabs her to tickle her or w/e. Next thing she knows, Rose appears from the bathroom looking confused and Jackie has her arms around the Doctor, who’s just there going ‘…Jackie, I’d appreciate if you let go of me…’ and Jackie looking absolutely horrified because she thought it was Rose.

Voltron fandom once again cannot do anything in moderation and I am a sea full of Salt™ right now so let’s go!

Do y'all know what development is? Do y'all realise that you can’t jump from point A to point D without going through B and C? Why is all the meta I see about the scene where Lance comes to talk in Keith’s room so polarising? It’s either “Keith did great they love each other time to get married!!1!!1!1” or “Keith fucked that one up BAD and ruined poor baby Lance uwu” and like????? It’s neither of those things?????

It’s somewhere in the middle.

Look, Keith is learning. Keith isn’t a people person and a big part of his development is understanding and sympathising with others more. We saw him struggle with this in s1ep4 when Pidge wanted to leave. Keith didn’t show any empathy for her cause. In s2ep11 he does better with Hunk. It’s not perfect, and he’s a little impatient with his “I said will you be alright?” But it’s enough to calm Hunk down enough to get the job done. And when the job is done, he gives Hunk a verbal pat on the back for pulling through.

In s3ep4 Keith goes to talk to Allura knowing she’s upset about the comet. He tries to reassure her that they did the right thing (granted, it doesn’t really work but at that point she has every reason to be worried about the comet in Lotor’s hands so like…there’s not much to cheer up about really).

The thing is, Lance is tricky. Lance’s insecurities are tricky. Lance’s relationship with Keith is tricky. Lance is good at understanding people, which is why he successfully navigates their tricky relationship to support Keith throughout the season. He’s good at that.

Keith, however, is not so good at that. He doesn’t really get this stuff when it’s not so obvious. Hunk’s anxiety in the weblum had an obvious cause, Allura’s upset had an obvious cause, but Lance’s insecurities don’t have an obvious cause, especially considering it’s probably clear to everyone else (Keith included) that Lance has his place in the team. So when Lance came to talk, Keith wasn’t really sure where this is coming from or how to deal with it. And I for one think that’s partly why Lance came to him at all. Lance knew Keith wouldn’t just say what he thought Lance wanted to hear.

And Keith didn’t say what Lance wanted to hear. He said what he thought was appropriate but he misjudged and Lance left the room in no better state than he came in. Keith saw this and made a last ditch effort to cheer Lance up, hence the teasing. His body language in that shot is warm and open. His arms aren’t crossed, he’s smiling, and his chest is facing Lance. He isn’t talking down at Lance, he’s presenting himself as a friend. 

And Lance sees this effort for what it is. He knows that Keith is trying to cheer him up and I think he genuinely appreciates the effort. Keith may not have provided the reassurance he sought but he cared enough to attempt to cheer him up and I think that means something to Lance.

I don’t think that’s an “all better” smile. I don’t think it’s a forced “hide the pain” smile either. To me, that smile says,

“Thanks for trying, buddy.”

  • The first time Jim finds Joanna on the bridge of the Enterprise is when she’s barely 10. It’s her first time on board, and she slipped away from her father’s office to look in the bridge instead. It’s largely empty, since they’re docked in York Town, and everyone is enjoying their time off. Except Bones, who’s always working. Jim is no different, except he gets surprisingly little done in a work day. “Hey, Jo,” he says, and Jo smiles. “Hi, Captain Kirk,” she says, and Jim huffs. “You can just say Jim, that’s enough. What are you doing here?” “I wanted to see the Bridge,” Joanna says, “I’m going to work here some day, so I wanted to see it.” “Really?” Jim asks, “what do you want to be?” “Captain,” Joanna replies, “or a pilot.” “Bones hates both of those,” Jim says, “good choice. You want to sit in the chair?” He barely finishes his sentence, and Joanna is in the chair. She almost presses the buttons there, looking at Jim for permission, and Jim simply shrugs in response. After all, what’s the worst that could happen?
  • Two months later, he still can’t open a Comms channel without duck noises echoing through the corridors. Whatever Joanna did to his chair, she’s a very good prankster.
  • The second time they’re on the bridge is 2 years later. He’s about to lock down the Bridge for the night, but then he hears those quiet sniffles, and he finds Joanna under Chekov’s desk. “Hey,” Jim says, crouching down in front of her, “what’s the matter, Jo-Jo?” “I’m staying here,” she replies, and Jim frowns. “What do you mean? It’s not a comfortable floor to sleep on, and no one will be here til morning.” “I don’t want to go back to York Town. School sucks, and dad will be gone for years.” “We’ll be back in York Town as often as we can,” Jim says, sitting down next to her, “and I’ll keep an eye on your daddy for you.” Joanna huffs at that, but Jim reaches out a hand to her. “C'mon,” he says, “lets sit in the chair and pretend we’re fighting Klingons.” “You’re so lame, Jim.”
  • When Joanna is 14, Jim is no longer just Jim. Not to her. He’s the cool uncle, without even really being an uncle. Hes more of a stepdad. Dad’s boyfriend. The one who rides motorcycles and takes Joanna with him despite Bones telling him not to, but uncle Jim has a nicer ring to it (and she flat out refuses to call him dad). They see each other on the bridge, but this time on more formal circumstances. Jim agreed to let school kids roam the ship so they can have a tour, and it just so happens to be Joanna’s class. “Hi, Uncle Jim,” Joanna calls out to him when her group makes it to the bridge. She looks a little smug at the other kids, who are perplexed to find out that Jo’s “Uncle Jim” is actually Jim Kirk. She’s definitely bragging, and Jim let’s her. “Hey, Jo, want to sit in the chair again?”
  • “Why are we here?” Bones asks Jim, “we’re on the bridge every god damn day, let’s enjoy a bar on the plaza!” “But look at the view,” Jim says, pulling Bones towards the window, and they overlook the plaza together. Kind of. The docking stations don’t have the greatest views at all. “You have a penthouse downtown,” Bones says, “with a pool on the roof garden. That’s a view. This,” he gestures outside, “barely classifies as such.” Jim laughs, arms sliding around Bones’ shoulders. “You’re a beacon of positivity, Bones.” He leans in to kiss him, but Joanna groans at the sight of that. “Gross.” “Jo,” Bones says, turning to look at the girl curled up in a blanket on Jim’s chair, “what are you doing here?” She hesitates, briefly, and then sighs. “Jackson broke up with me,“ she says. Both Jim and Bones are at her side instantly, and Joanna feels much better when the three of them settle on the floor in front of that big window. “You’ll be fine,” Bones says, running a hand through her hair and hugging her tight, “who needs a guy named Jackson anyway? And you’re going to the Academy soon. You won’t even remember him next year.” Jim’s a little less subtle. He’s on the other side of her, also holding her tight, but instead of sugarcoating things, he looks at her, dead serious; “want me to punch him in the face?”
  • It’s become a habit by now. There’s at least one night he finds Joanna sneaking on to the Bridge, looking out at the terminals into York Town plaza. She’s seventeen now, and looks so much like her father, it’s almost eerie. “Hey,” Jim says, walking over to the window to stand next to her. “I got accepted,” Joanna says, turning to look at Jim with the biggest grin on her face, “I’m gonna go to the Academy next month.” “That’s great!” Jim says, pulling her into a hug, “why are you here, then? You should be celebrating!” “I’m worried dad’s gonna be disappointed, since I’m not in medical.” “Are you crazy? Bones is going to be proud no matter what you choose to do in life,” he says, “come, let’s go celebrate, the three of us.” “Can I sit in the chair for a bit, first?” “Fine,” Jim says, “but for the love of God, don’t change the sounds.”
  • “Seriously, Jim, I’m going to diagnose you a workaholic or something. And still you get no work done!” Bones tells Jim when they’re on the bridge. York Town is quiet this time at night, only a few people still stroll the plaza from what they can see. “This is just our little spot, you know?” Jim says, and Bones huffs. “No, I don’t know. Are you okay? You seem more jittery than usual.” “Hmm,” Jim replies simply, and then; “ I was just thinking, you know? We’re also not getting any younger-” “Yeah, you’re greying,” Bones interrupts him, and Jim briefly relaxes when he feels Bones’ hands through his hair. But then he narrows his eyes. “What do you mean? No I’m not. It’s summer blond, just lighter than usual.” “What summer? We spend most of our days in deep space!” “Shut up, oh my God. Why do I want to marry you?” He groans, and Bones tenses instantly. “What?” Shit. “What?” Jim repeats, throwing Bones a nervous smile, “is that bad?” “As far as proposals go,” Bones says, “this one is pretty terrible.” “Oh my God,” Joanna calls out from the chair, loud enough to startle both of them, “you guys suck, get on with it. I didn’t spend the last few weeks looking at rings with Jim for such a lame proposal.”
  • Sulu’s temporary resignation is a pretty big blow. He’s leaving to spend time with Ben and Demora, taking a year to explore different planets and enjoy each other’s company before they’re too old to do so, and before Demora leaves for the Academy. Jim understands, but it still sucks. He’s learned to blindly rely on Sulu’s skills and presence, and Sulu is one of his best friends . He’ll miss him dearly. Jim sits in the captain’s chair quietly, looking up when the doors slide open. “Sup, Uncle Jim,” Joanna’s voice rings, and Jim smiles. “Hey, Jo-Jo. What are you doing here? We’re about to take off,” Jim says, and Joanna huffs. “Dad was right, you are terrible at reading reports.” “Hey,” Jim says, “this is your other dad you’re talking about. A little respect is due after so long.” “I’m the new pilot,” Joanna says, and now that Jim takes the time to look at the girl who walks towards the window. Command gold t-shirt, because she refuses to wear dresses. “You’re going into deep space with us,” Jim says, a small grin on his lips, “oh, your dad’s gonna love this.”

I’m sure someone somewhere has talked about this before BUT

I absolutely adore the idea of Castiel healing Dean with kisses instead of his standard forehead boop. Like after a tough fight that has Dean all bruised and battered, Castiel just comes to him without a word and starts placing gentle kisses against a bruise on Dean’s cheek or a cut on his lip. And I like to think he can choose not to heal everything all at once, that maybe he takes his time to literally kiss Dean better one kiss at a time. And it’s not just about reaffirming that Dean is still alive and that they’re together; it’s also about comforting him and making sure he knows he’s loved.


get to know me meme: favorite relationships [3/5] - eleventh doctor and clara oswald

↳ It’s the oldest story in the universe, this one or any other. Boy and girl fall in love, get separated by events. War, politics, accidents in time. She’s thrown out of the hex, or he’s thrown into it. Since then they’ve been yearning for each other across time and space, across dimensions. This isn’t a ghost story, it’s a love story!

your otp finding each other annoyingly endearing aka:

  • you’re so stoic or deadpan most of the time but when your get flustered your face lights up red like a beacon and it’s so cute.
  • you’re such a bum getting up late all the time but you always greet me by wrapping your hands around my waist and just get dressed already
  • you have no idea what personal space is and it’s really distracting when your face is two inches away from mine, what if i turn my head and accidentally kiss you
  • your music choice is so bad but your undeniably yet irritatingly cute when you bop your head along
  • you don’t like snuggling or a lot of touching but when you’re asleep you’re a cuddler for better or for worse
A Drop of Moonlight

Anonymous asked: So as per Jeremy shada.. Lance is the space Sokka… Whose first girlfriend turned into the moon… What if Lance had an alien girlfriend who uses all of her quintessence to save the local moon and her people so every time he sees a moon he cries .. Ending one: he goes home and gets married to your other half of the otp in moonlight. Ending two: he dies looking at a full moon, surrounded by it’s light like an angel. Ending three: your choice.

[A/N: to be honest, i don’t know much about Sokka’s girlfriend at all. Also, I made Lance have a boyfriend because I had a character that was perfect for that role. Lance might be a bit OOC.


There’s going to be a ‘Good Ending’ and a ‘Bad Ending’, both of which will be posted whenever I finish both of them.]

Lance knew the moment he set his eyes on the alien Prince that this was it for him. This alien would be the end of him, because he was so beautiful, funny, and kind, challenged his flirting with equally horrible flirting, and just made him overall very happy. They met while Voltron was securing an alliance with a planet called Hyxora, Allura, Coran, and Shiro were the only ones’ necessary on the trip, but everyone tagged along to sight-see, and to make sure they came across as friendly. Lance was wandering around the town square socializing with the local people.

Lykan was beautiful, making Lance’s heart stutter in a way it hadn’t since they were on earth. He was witty, and met his flirting with equally cringe-worthy flirting. It didn’t take long for them to start going out, and meeting every chance they could, communicating by other means when they weren’t together. The team supported his relationship with him – after all it took his mind off of Earth, and allowed him to relax as they worked to save the universe.

The Xoran race was beautiful – their hair was vibrant colors, Lykan’s was bright sky blue, with undertones of forest green. Their eyes usually matched the color of their hair, so Lykan’s were a blue with some hint of green. They had ears similar to Galra, only at the bottom of their head, which were furry and the color of their hair as well. Their skin color ranged from what humans would consider a sickly green, to white, black, brown, the royal family had skin that was an earthy brown color, with white freckles. Xoran were particularly rich in quintessence, which allowed them to be able to manifest it in ways that others cannot. The planets’ local moon was a miniature Balmara, which they used sparingly, not wanting to drain the life force of the gentle giant.

For a long time, Lance and Lykan were very happy. Then the Galra attacked Hyxora, wanting their Balmara for themselves, of course. When the battle began, the Lions were within a few seconds of arriving after Lance heard about it from Lykan – who was the Prince of Hyxora. They battled long and hard, but without their noticing, a Galra ship had landed on the moon to harvest all the crystals they could before the Balmara died – but then kept pushing the Balmara for more crystals. By the time anyone had noticed, it was almost too late. Voltron was able to push the Galran ship away, and then destroy said ship in the sky above the moon.

Now, they were standing before the Xoran royal family. “We don’t know if your moon will make it,” Shiro told the King, Jroeni. “There’s nothing we can do without seriously injuring or possibly killing Allura, I’m so sorry.”

“Would…” Lykan started next to his father, “one of us be able to heal the Balmara?” He asked, his voice steady, but quiet.

Lance’s heart dropped, “No, Lykan, please,” he begged, but Shiro spoke before he could reason with his boyfriend.

“It’s likely that not even a Xoran would be able to survive the amount of quintessence needed to keep the Balmara from dying,” Shiro told the Prince softly, knowing if he didn’t, the Prince would try it anyway.

Lance had already begun crying, though he understood why Lykan wanted to do it, he still didn’t want to lose him. This was his first real relationship – the one’s he had on Earth were nothing but flings to pass the time. “Lykan, I love you, please don’t.. please don’t do this,” he whispered the last part of the sentence, his voice raw with emotion.

“Lance,” Lykan said, tears in his own eyes. His mind was already made up, there was no changing it. “I love you, but I need to do this,” he whispered, walking up to his lover. He placed his hand on Lance’s cheek, revealing a mark on the back of his hand that made his father gasp. He ignored it in favor of looking deep into Lance’s eyes. “Without the Balmara, my people will not make it.”

“I know…” Lance whispered back, leaning forward and brushing their lips together in a sweet, gentle kiss.

“Son,” Jroeni spoke, “is your mind made? Even with the Lovers’ Mark on your skin? Even at the stake of your own life?” He questioned, forcing everyone to look at Lykan’s skin, searching for the Lovers’ Mark. They spotted it on the back of his hand, the one cupping Lance’s face.

“Yes, father. I must do this, for our people if nothing else. I know what’s at stake. It’s better for me to pass than for him, you know that,” Lykan told his father, “he will be able to find another. I would not.”

Lance gasped, looking at Lykan. “Please, Lykan. I don’t want to lose you. I don’t think I could survive the pain.”

Lykan smiled at his lover, his eyes searching out another in Voltron. Blue-green eyes met the other pair, and Lykan smiled sadly, looking back to his Lance. “You’ll have support. Don’t worry, okay? I want this.”

“Why do you have to have such a big heart? At least let me take you,” Lance murmured, reaching up to hold Lykan’s hand that was holding his face.

“I wouldn’t have it any other way, my lovely Blue Paladin,” Lykan murmured back, then pulled away. He turned to his father, and hugged him tightly. “I love you, father. Please take care of the kingdom, make sure the ruler after you is a great one.”

Jroeni began to cry as he held his son in his arms for possibly the last time. “I love you, my boy. If you do not return, we will hold the Celebration of Life for you. Should you return, we will hold a feast for our victory. Good luck, my son. You make me proud to call myself a father.”

Lykan pulled back, and pushed their foreheads together, closing his eyes. This was a sign of trust, love, and thankfulness for the Xoran. Lykan then approached Blue, with Lance right by his side, their hands tangled in a death grip.

“You’ll make it. You have to,” Lance murmured as they traveled into Blue’s mouth.

“We have to accept all possibilities,” Lykan murmured to his paladin, “that being said, do you see this?” He held up his hand for Lance to see as he sat in the pilot’s seat. On the back of his hand were three blueish grey lines. Lance looked in confusion, but nodded nonetheless. “It signifies that I have met my life mate,” Lance gasped, tears forming in his eyes all over again. “Please remember that. I love you with my whole being, and if I knew another way, I would do it in a heartbeat just to stay with you forever.”

Lance sobbed, and felt Blue’s reassuring purrs in the back of his mind as she soared towards the dying Balmara. The rest of Voltron stayed with the citizens, assuring them that their Prince was doing something for the better, and not just going off and killing himself. After a few minutes of explaining, they understood that what Lykan was doing was noble, and watched their moon in silence as a bright light shone from it.

Lance and Lykan walked out of Blue hand in hand. “Will you remember me?” Lykan asked, turning to his lover.

Lance gasped, scandalized. “How could I forget you, Lykan?” He asked, forcing the Prince to look him in the eye. “I love you. You were my first, and I don’t know about Xoran, but humans can’t seem to forget the first person they truly fell in love with. I’ll never forget you.”

Lykan smiled, and brushed their lips together. “I’m glad. I’ll see you again someday, okay? Whether it be because I survive, or it’s because I’ve been born again, but I will see you. I’ll never stop searching for you.”

Lance laughed, though he felt like sobbing. “How will you know to look for me if you’re reborn? You won’t remember your past life.”

“I will feel it, my love,” Lykan looked him in the eyes then. “If I do not make it, good bye, Lance,” Lykan said, kissing him one last time before he walked a bit away, and began the ritual to heal the Balmara. Lance watched with pained eyes, watching as his Prince glowed with a brilliant light – much brighter than Allura’s had ever been while giving back to the Balmara.

Lance gasped as something washed over him, and he knew it was Lykan dying. It felt like a part of his soul was taken when Lykan took his last breath, succumbing to the needs of the Balmara. Lance broke down, falling where he was standing. Memories of Lykan washed over him, and it was like he was reliving each good moment, and each not-so-good moment. He knew it then, that this is what happened when someone died and they were Xoran. Their memories washed over the nearest people, making them relive each moment they shared together.

When Lance returned to Hyxora without Lykan, everyone knew that he had died up there, but he died knowing he was loved, and that he was saving his people. Lance stepped out of his Lion, choking on the words, “He’s gone,” before collapsing at his team’s feet, crying for his lost lover.

Ending I (good?)