otp: may they be happy with my love

Today (11/30) is the 1st anniversary of Episode 9 of ‘Osomatsu-san’!

Happy 1st anniversary, Jyushimatsu Falls in Love!!

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Thank you for the sweetness and heartbreak, king-sized game-winning homerun!!!

Fairy Tail - Last Chapter ((Spoilers))

Dear everyone who has followed this blog,

I have just read the last chapter of Fairy Tail. Four years ago, I scrolled through my phone, looking for new shows to watch. I seen an interesting show named Fairy Tail, and decided to watch it. I never knew I was going to become this attached to an anime. This may be a cheesy post, but honestly, I don’t care. Fairy Tail was something that I looked forward to reading every week, and helped me through a lot of bad stuff, it was something that could make me feel happy and laugh when I was down. I love Fairy Tail so much. It might seem extra cheesy to love a manga this much, but after so many years, you get attached, you know? My OTP was Nalu. My all time favourite OTP that my friends hated me for because I would never stop talking about them. I shipped all of the “Big Four” ships, infact, and the last chapter was particularly amazing for me because, in a way, they all became canon in my eyes. Now, when I say I was sobbing after leading the last chapter, I was properly bawling my eyes out. I just couldn’t believe something so important to me had finished. But it was happy crying, too, because we had such a happy ending out of it.

But don’t worry, everyone! I believe that this fandom will keep on going and continue the adventure of Fairy Tail. Because, heck, I’m not going to stop anytime soon! I’m going to keep this blog going for as long as I can. Infact, this year or next year, I’m actually thinking of getting a tattoo dedicated to Fairy Tail. I don’t care what others think - this anime/manga meant a lot to me, and I know there’s plenty of others that feel the same way.

So, for everyone following this blog, and to Hiro Mashima especially,

Thank you.


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Why Sherlock Remembers George Clooney
  • *Sherlock is lying on Molly's sofa, while she's in her kitchen making tea. He emerges from his mind palace just as Molly's phone, which is on the coffee table, rings. Sitting up, he glances at it and sees her phone wallpaper. She arrives with the tea and ignores the call.*
  • Sherlock: *casually* Caroline's setting you up again?
  • Molly: *unsurprised* Yeah. I'm still traumatised from my last date with one of her so-called friends. *shudders*
  • Sherlock: *sips from his mug* I thought you were into that Hiddleston actor and that Cumberbatch actor?
  • Molly: *stunned for a second* Yeah. *turns to him* You remember that?
  • Sherlock: *ignores her question* So who's the new man on your phone wallpaper? I never pegged you as someone that's into much older men. And who's the woman?
  • Molly: *giggles* Oh, that's George Clooney. I've had a crush on him since 'ER'. *sees his blank expression* That was an American medical drama series. Anyway, he's also a director, screenwriter, activist, and humanitarian. And the woman he's with is Amal Alamuddin––well, Clooney now, since they just got married. She's a barrister that specialises in international law and human rights.
  • Sherlock: *mumbles* My brother might know her.
  • Molly: *excitedly* Really?! Do you think Mycroft could let me meet them?
  • Sherlock: *annoyed* For God's sake, Molly. You're not a teenager anymore.
  • Molly: What? *pouting* I just want to meet them and tell him how much I loved him in 'ER'. I'm not going to steal him from her.
  • Sherlock: *rolls his eyes* Let me guess... he's one of the reasons you decided to become a doctor?
  • Molly: *laughs* Well, not really. You know I've always wanted to be a doctor. But, for a time, I wanted to be a paediatrician because of George Clooney's character.
  • Sherlock: *gives her a small smile* Barts should be immensely grateful that you changed your mind.
  • Molly: They are. And their gratitude comes in the form of promotions and pay raises, which is really nice.
  • Sherlock: *clears his throat* Mycroft is also thankful. Probably.
  • Molly: So are your parents. Your mum knitted me a scarf for the first Christmas you were away dismantling Moriarty's network. And she's always inviting me to spend a weekend at their cottage.
  • Sherlock: *raises an eyebrow* Really? What about Mycroft? How has my brother expressed his gratitude for everything you've done for me and my family?
  • Molly: *shrugs*
  • Sherlock: *gasps in shock* What?! Not even a half-hearted 'thank you'?
  • Molly: Well...
  • Sherlock: *sits back, furious on her behalf* I don't even know why I'm surprised. But I can't believe that that pompous arse didn't even bother to thank you!
  • Molly: *rolls her eyes* Says the man who never thanked me until I told him to and who brought me out to solve cases with him when his best friend was mad at him.
  • Sherlock: You said you had a lovely day!
  • Molly: I did!
  • Sherlock: And our crime-solving day WAS always my way of saying thank you. John being angry with me was just a coincidence. *crosses his arms* At least I did something to thank you properly.
  • Molly: *smiles* And I appreciate it, Sherlock.
  • Sherlock: *uncrosses his arms* *stands up and takes his phone out of his pocket* I'm going to yell at him until he—
  • Molly: *sighs* He gave me updates while you were away!
  • Sherlock: *sits back down* But he never—
  • Molly: You weren't supposed to know. Anyway, he offered me anything in exchange for my help. But I only asked for updates. It wasn't even a regular thing. Just... when he noticed I'd been worrying too much about you or when something significant happened.
  • Sherlock: *puts his phone back in his pocket* Like when I got injured.
  • Molly: Well, yeah. He didn't tell me about Serbia or that you were coming back though.
  • Sherlock: Oh. *after a brief silence* Well, he was probably busy with my return.
  • Molly: I get that. Plus our reunion in the locker room wouldn't have been as... pleasant as it was if I'd known you were coming back.
  • Sherlock: *chuckles* Yeah, the look on your face screamed 'pleasant'.
  • Molly: *blushes* Shut up! *rolls her eyes and smirks at him*
  • Sherlock: *smirks back*

Happy Birthday to my beautiful potato flower @m0nsee  (•ᴗ•)♡ ✧*。

Thank you for always being the fluffy to my angst

I luv u bro (ʃƪ ˘ ³˘) ༘

Olicity through the Seasons

Anon hate can get old~ the Olicity makes no sense, it can out of nowhere, it will never be endgame BS is really getting on my ever loving nerve.  So let’s look at how Olicity can to be (and will be endgame)!

The first time Oliver meets Felicity he thinks he can play her.  Well, he found out quickly that wasn’t the case.

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He thought he could charm her.  Instead he was the one charmed.

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Season 2 brought all kinds of wonderful Olicity moments! She went from IT Support to partner.

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As the show progressed so did their relationship!

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They may have broken up but their feelings for each other remain.

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So I get that Olicity isn’t everyone’s cup of tea, but I will defend my OTP to the end~ my Sweet Badass Arrow and my Precious Badass Cupcake!!

Tagging my Happy Bubble :) @almondblossomme @hope-for-olicity @coal000 @mel-loves-all @scu11y22 @laurabelle2930 @famiza @miriam1779 @vaelisamaza @stygian-omada-fan @tdgal1 @marytagus @nalla-madness I know I’m missing people!  Sorry!!  I don’t have my list with me!

You know what?

I’m happy today. The sun is shining; the grass is green; and my otp of all otps will be gracing my TV screen in 2 hours. I have loved Killian Jones and Emma Swan (Jones? Swan-Jones?) More than I’ve ever loved a fictional couple, and their love story has been absolutely exquisite. Tonight, they start out ripped apart, but they’ll find each other again, like the Charming/Swan/Jones family always does, and this time they’ll get their happy beginning for real, I’m sure of it. Whatever season 7 brings, however A&E choose to explain Emma’s absence, I feel confident that they aren’t tearing apart the otp of otps, they aren’t ripping the happy beginning from their own fairy tale princess. Not a chance.

So yes. I’m happy. At 10:01 pm I may be sad, because the days of seeing my otp featured on my favorite show are over, but I feel confident the sadness will fade quickly, and I’ll be left with the realization that the canon story may be effectively over, but it HAPPENED. We have 5 seasons of beautiful moments, and nothing season 7 might throw at us will ever take that away. We got a front row seat to Emma and Killian’s love story, and it lives on in seasons 2-6 that we can watch over and over again. It lives on in the countless works of CS art and fic that it has inspired–those already created and those to come. It lives on in those of us in the fandom who will continue to talk about it.

And as for season 7? I don’t know what it will be like. I don’t know if I’ll like it, dislike it or fall somewhere inbetween. I don’t know if I’ll continue live-blogging and writing Initial Thoughts metas, but I do know this. I’m not going anywhere. I plan to watch the new season, and my blog will still be full of Killian and Captain Swan. My ask box will always, always be open for anyone who wants to talk about this amazing show–whether to flail or cry.

Let’s go forth and enjoy the last adventure of out Savior Princess and Pirate Prince!

Apparently, it’s International Kissing Day! This is my first time drawing my OTP  actually kissing in a visible way, so I apologize for not being able to properly draw lips and express how they may interact (?) and anyway I’m a lonely person who knows nothing about kisses and just wishes that at least her OTP could find happiness in each other’s arms

So there you go! Sam and Cas kissing under the rain, for all my fellow Sastiel shippers <3 Sam is totally smiling through the kiss anyway

Please, do not repost or edit without my permission :)

Fans have a very deep ability to love

I’m not talking like a casual fan of something, like “I like this show/person it’s cool”. No, I mean like a fangirl (or boy or person but you know what I mean, I’m using fangirl as a general term throughout). And not only that, there are multiple levels to which fangirls go.

First of all, there is the crush. Starting with crushing on appearance to crushing on character, any crush a fangirl develops may be way stronger than any one irl. Like damn can a fangirl obsess over a crush on a fictional character or an actor.

And there is shipping. And one should never insult a fangirl’s OTP. Or else it’s your funeral.

There is the sheer happiness from just being exposed to the thing or person they love. Watching or reading or seeing anything involving the object of the fangirl’s affection can very easily cause a LOT of squeals of joy.


And I’m pretty sure most fangirls will physically fight you if you ever insult their fandoms. Just sayin’. And you will lose.

anonymous asked:

Mavin for the shipping game thing? Or OT6, if you already have Mavin

alright, even tho i’m not fully recovered yet i couldn’t NOT answer this, especially considering today’s holiday:

so yeah, mavin. 10 out of 10, my precious OTP, and now that i’ve learned that mavinweek is a thing you may be seeing more of it soon!

(OT6 is, conveniently, a 6 out of 10 for me - i like the idea, but the logistics are a bit too intimidating)


I lose it at this line, tears building and wetting my eyes. Not because it’s from a favorite play or a favorite piece of literature, but because these words belong solely to him.
I stood in a wedding dress.
I stood right across from him, from that rising grin, and he whispered, So long as I may be living, I live with you. The strength of his vows beats inside my veins.
I reply what I replied nearly three years ago, “In spirit and in mind, I live with you.”

Dedicated to Shelby ♥

neodicronus  asked:

When I first saw your blog, I never though my opinion of HealingArrow would go from 'Eh, it's cute but i'm not sure I ship it.' to one of my OTP's. Honestly can't wait for more of the comic! :D

Omg! I’m so flattered! Thank you so much!

I… was actually in the same boat as you when my love for this ship started developing in my silly brain, and then I started to draw doodles of the two of them together…

…And then I suddenly couldn’t not deny what my brain was making me draw (plus many personal feels intermingling).

I’m so happy you’re excited for the comic! I am, too! I eagerly await the day where I can start working on the pages I’m really looking forward to. XD

They may or may not include this:

(I mean come on… Would you really consider this a spoiler? ROFL!!!!!)

Fandom Poem

OTP is such a strange phrase

It gives you feels at every possible case.

You will cry and laugh and scream

And ships will even appear in your dream.

Gays are slowly taking control

And you don’t care at all.

You light up candles for fallen gays

And wonder if your life will ever be okay.

You swear to never watch any TV show again

But at the end you do, because… well - gay.

And you are as happy as you never thought you would

While watching Sanvers propose like all ships should.

Tension between Kara and Lena is killing you

So you may re-watch Wayhaught scenes, because they are les too.

You are listening as I scream, because my lovely Mickey is back

And you laugh when we create a Mick-fanfiction-crack.

I talk about Destiel, that they are meant to be

And how Stiles should tell Derek that he is bi.

We both complain at Oli for breaking Connor’s heart

And hug our gay babies, while waiting for better part.

There are good and bad moments in the fandom

But none of our feeling are random.

You’ve seen Britana wedding so many times

And your eyes get wet when Clarke whispers and cries.

And I know that your heart will never move on

At least not untill you visit Clexa-Con.

Just remember in every depression that fandom will be there

To make you feel better after death of ones you use to care.

We are in this together,  we cry and laugh and scream

Even though fandom life may seem like a weird dream.

  • otp: i will love you forever
  • otp: loving you has changed my life
  • otp: we're planning a june wedding
  • otp: i'm getting married
  • otp: you're my family now
  • otp: i want you to marry me
  • otp: i won't let you lost control
  • otp: come home
  • otp: you have me
  • otp: my best friend
  • otp: you saw light in me
  • otp: you'll fall madly in love
  • otp: dance with me
  • otp: i will wait for you
  • otp: and i love you
  • otp: i don't know when it became more than friendship but it did
  • otp: please come back
  • otp: i made a list of all the things i've done since i fell for you
  • otp: all i needed was for you that you felt something
  • otp: you and i have had more history in the last 5 years, than most people have in a lifetime
  • otp: i'm thinking about you
  • otp: you make me happy
  • otp: when i'm with you, i'm happy
  • otp: i thought you were worth having a thing for
  • otp: you may not remember but i do
  • otp: i've been ready for this moment since i first saw you
  • otp: you're going to be at the end of the aisle waiting for me
  • otp: i will love her forever too

Jazz is my favorite mech and I love literally every iteration of him ever. The TF:RiD (2015) design is particularly 👌 so here’s some fanart of this happy saboteur!

(I cannot believe that even though Jazz is my fav I’ve drawn him a grand total of once before… in middle school. GOOD TO KNOW MY ART HAS IMPROVED SINCE THEN LOL.)

There may or may not be plans for a TF: Prime Prowl because (1) I need to get used to drawing designs other than the OG bots and (2) Jazz/Prowl has been my OTP since I was a smol child. :)

pc-the-unicorn  asked:

Can i just saw that Star vs the forces of evil have executed a love triangle better then any other show I have ever watched. It still contain all the drama of a love triangle but also not falling for any of the typical cliches. Star and Jackie are good friends, Jackie have become a fleshed out character, Jackie understand how important Star is to Marco, and more! Seriously Starco may be my OTP but Jarco is definitely my second favorite ship of the show!

I’m so happy to hear that! I really like that Star and Jackie aren’t portrayed as rivals. Star has feelings for Marco, but she doesn’t blame Jackie for “stealing her man” or anything like that. Blaming women for man stealing makes for great country music, but not great storytelling, in my opinion. 


↳ Happy Birthday Max ♡♡

Rosvolio Prompt: Why? - Part 2

I know it’s been a while, but I have returned with a continuation of Rosvolio: Why? I do have an idea for a continuation to this continuation, so if you want a Part 3, let me know.

I hope you enjoy it!


When Rosaline awakened the next morning, she felt terrible. Everything around her was spinning so quickly. Despite all that, she could tell that she wasn’t in her room. Where was she?

Suddenly, a shock of severe pain traveled throughout Rosaline’s head. She opened her mouth to cry out in agony, but instead of sound, the contents of her stomach came out.


Bile hit the floor and started to travel in all directions. She tried to stand up, only to feel her body starting to sag downwards. She leaned her body against a wall and used that to support herself. When she got to her feet, she walked until she reached the door. Her hand was inches away from the doorknob when the door was opened from the other side.

Her eyes grew as wide as saucers when she saw Benvolio Montague standing in front of her with a cup of water.

Confusion swiftly was replaced with fury. She was in his house?! Why was she in the house of of a Montague?!

Screams of fury would have left Rosalind’s lips if she wasn’t hit with a strong wave of nausea and dizziness first.

She vomited yet again, but the dizziness was worse. The room started to spin once more, causing the Capulet heiress to lose her footing. Rosaline would have plummeted straight into the pool of bile she created if a pair of arms didn’t catch her and scoop her up into the air.

“This is quite the mess you have made in my room, my beloved.”, she heard him say teasingly.

The amusement that she detected in his voice made her flush with embarrassment and irritation. She snapped,

“Ugh! Put me down! I can walk by myself!”

“I will do as you wish, but do you really want to risk falling again?”

Rosaline was fuming, but kept her mouth closed.

A smirk formed on Benvolio’s face. “I didn’t think so.”

Rosaline was placed in another bedroom while Benvolio stated, “Rest for now. I’ll take care of the mess. I’ll be right back.”

When her initial anger subsided, Rosaline pondered on Benvolio’s behavior during her solitude. Why he was being so nice to her? If she did this at home, Lady Capulet would waste no time striking, berating, and then ordering her to clean up her mess up. So, why wasn’t Benvolio at least a little mad at her?

There was also the bigger question that needed answering: What was she doing here in the first place?

The sound of footsteps made her sit up. Benvolio returned with a small cup of water. He handed the cup of water to her, declaring,

“Drink this. It’ll help you feel better.”

Rosaline retrieved the water and began to sip the liquid slowly. She tensed up when Benvolio sat on the other side of the bed.

After a minute of uncomfortable, tension-filled silence, she decided to ask Benvolio her question.

“Why am I here?”

Benvolio’s expression turned serious, which bewildered Rosaline. His question caught her off guard.

“What do you remember from last night?”

“I asked you a question first, Montague.”

“I’m well aware of that, Capulet. I will answer your question after you answer mine.”

“I remember going to a pub and having a drink. Does that answer satisfy you?”

“Do you remember our conversation?”

Rosaline huffed in annoyance. “Montague, you said-”

“I know what I said. Just…please answer the question.”

The distress in his voice made any words she might have had unable to escape her lips. What was so important about their conversation that was making him so upset? She thought for a minute before it dawned on her. Rosaline didn’t remember talking to Benvolio at all.

“No. I don’t remember. I don’t even remember seeing you at all.”

Benvolio took a deep breath, which made Rosaline anxious. He informed the Capulet heiress, “When I found you at the pub, you have had too many drinks. When I spoke to you, you acted normal at first. Then, you changed completely. You started screaming. You told me what His Grace said to you, what he threatened to do, how he hurt you…..and asked why I haven’t done the same.

Shock and horror filled Rosalind’s entire being. She stuttered, “I….I…I told you everything?”

Benvolio nodded solemnly, which made Rosaline bury her face in her hands. She couldn’t believe this. It was bad enough that he caught Rosaline and Escalus kissing, but this….this was a thousand times worse.

Her feeling of dread intensified when Benvolio added, “His Grace wanted to see you last night….ordered me to take him to you, but I wouldn’t allow it.”

She exclaimed with a tone that didn’t conceal her disbelief and surprise,

“You defied an order for His Grace?! He’s our sovereign!”

“I know. I just didn’t care.”

“Why would you do something like that?!”

“I did it for you.”

Rosaline’s mind froze after heearing that. She struggled to get out only one word.


Benvolio repeated without any difficulty, “I did it for you.”

Her stunned silence made him continue, “ I don’t know the entire relationship between you and His Grace, but I do know he keeps hurting you. I wasn’t going to let him hurt you twice in one night.”

Rosaline had no idea what to say next. No one had ever done something like this on her behalf before. Despite the bewilderment that was racing through her, she felt a sense of gratitude towards the Montague heir.

She opened her mouth to thank him, but was interrupted by someone screaming at the top of their lungs,


Rosaline and Benvolio jumped up and turned their faces to the door to see a furious Lord Montague glaring directly at his nephew. However, when he laid eyes on Rosaline, he sucked in a breath and stated while trying to contain his boiling rage,

“Nephew, I think it’s time for your betrothed to go home. I’m sure her family is worried about her and we have things to discuss.”


Benvolio was definitely going to suffer the wrath of his uncle when Rosaline was gone, but she did need to return to her family.

He stood up and replied, “You’re right, Uncle.”

Rosaline stood up too, saying, “Thank you for allowing me to stay here, Lord Montague.”

Benvolio watched as his uncle forced a fake smile on his face and said, “Don’t thank me, Lady Rosaline. It’s the least I could do since we will be family soon enough.”

Benvolio waited a bit for Rosaline to say something in response to that, but she didn’t. Rosaline just smiled as the two left the Montague house.

They made it to the Capulet manor in no time at all. When they were standing outside the house, Benvolio turned to Rosaline and said,

“Well, my beloved, I must take my leave now. It has been fun taking care of you, but let us not do that again anytime soon.”

“You may not get your wish, Montague. If we are married, you’ll might have to take care of me for the rest of your days.”

“Then, I hope we will never be wed.”

Rosaline laughed, which grew infectious and caused Benvolio to laugh as well. When his laughter ceased, he turned to leave but stopped when Rosaline’s hand grabbed his.

He looked at her with wide eyes and watched her eyes dart from left to right. Was she…nervous? Then, she looked at Benvolio and said,

“Thank you for everything you did for me, Benvolio.”

The sound of his name coming from her lips made Benvolio’s heart skip a beat. He was unable to form words for a moment before finally getting out the words he was looking for.

“Y-You’re welcome…..Rosaline.”

A small smile graced her lips which made Benvolio’s heart malfunction yet again. He stood there, frozen, as she walked into her home. He returned to his own household in a daze, which didn’t break even when his uncle was shouting at him.

Even, hours later, as he laid in his bed, his mind was plagued by Rosaline. She grabbed his hand. She called him by his name. She thanked him. There was no anger or sarcasm in her voice like the last time.There was nothing but pure, sincere, gratitude.

It made him feel….happy….extremely happy.

Yet, it was this happiness that confused the poor boy. Why did three little words affect him so much?

The last time he felt this happy…he was surrounded by the love of his brothers.

Was it possible that he was following in Romeo’s footsteps and falling in love with a Capulet?

Was he….falling in love with Rosaline?

“No. That’s impossible.”, he thought to himself. “She may be…intriguing, but I’m not falling in love with her. Absolutely not.”

He told himself that over and over again until sleep finally came to him.