otp: the only thing i feel

“Do you ever not watch me sleep?” Dean’s voice is sleep-rough and quiet, though barely piercing the dark solitude of his bedroom. He doesn’t even have to open his eyes to feel Cas lying beside him, gaze fixed on Dean’s face.

“No,” Cas whispers, and Dean inhales when he feels fingers trailing his jaw.

“We’ve talked about this.”

“I know. But yet you seem to enjoy it.”

Dean shifts to make himself more comfortable, rolling to face Cas. He finally opens his eyes, letting them adjust to the darkness. When Cas’s face comes into focus, he smiles – sleepy and sated. A smile reserved only for Cas in these quiet moments, away from the chaos of their lives. “I like knowing you’re here with me. Safe. That’s my favorite thing.”

“What is?”

Dean’s hand closes around Cas’s jaw as he shifts forward to press their foreheads together. He breathes in and lets his lips brush Cas’s before he speaks. “You being safe. I can’t think of anything better than that.”

He feels Cas smile. “I love you, too, Dean.”

ship tropes i am weak for

Puppydog lovers - light up when the other enters a room, lots of casual affection (that makes the recipiant blush and forget what they were talking about), you can practically see the tails wagging whenever they are together.

Big Loves - these people have been through so much yet keep coming back to each other, theyre hearts are formed from the same clay and beat in time, this is the couple that shapes centuries and worlds.

Blushies - shy, new to the relationship, being caught glancing at one another and looking away (but turning bright red), brushing fingers.

Bros - bbfsies4lyfe, draped over each other while watching tv, ‘hey gimmie some more natchos bro’ *drops natchos in their partners open mouth*,  not that big on pda but are somehow always touching each other.

????? - insult each other constantly, are they dating? do they even like each other?, dickweed as a pet name, get up in each others faces when arguing, (never argue about the big things), drift compatible, when they team up they can destroy worlds.

Opposites Attract #1- the puppy and the vampire, temper each other, youre the only one that makes me smile, dragging each other around the place.

Opposites Attract #2 - the hero and the villain, lot of ????? characteristics, hatesex, so much hatesex, the only time i feel alive is when im fighting you.


this is by no means an exhaustive list, feel free to add on!!!! also ships can be more than one, or move from one into another. tag a ship and which types they fit into

Called It

A YouTuber AU SnowBaz fanfic for the Carry On Countdown

Penelope

Simon Snow’s first YouTube video is one of my favourites.  It’s as painfully awkward as any other YouTuber’s first video.  He sits up too straight in his chair, he smiles and laughs too mechanically, and the film quality itself is poor, with half of his words lost to shoddy editing. Yet despite all this, it’s adorable.

           And of course, it’s the origin of the biggest OTP on YouTube, SnowBaz.

           “Hi guys,” Simon waves at the camera, his hand going all pixelated at the movement.  “Welcome to the first video on my channel!”  He’s inserted a sound effect of people cheering.  I have to laugh.  It’s so damn cringe-worthy.

           He goes on for a few moments, trying to make jokes and jump-cuts that work, when finally, it’s everyone’s favourite part.

           “What are you doing, Snow?” comes a voice from off-camera.  My heart turns to mush.

           Baz.

           Simon’s new flatmate, or at least he was new at this point.

           “Making my first YouTube video,” Simon grins up at someone behind the camera.  “Come say hi!”

           “-bleep- no.”

           Even the censor sounds old, like it was stolen from the year 2007.

           Simon looks a bit panicked, like he’s realizing that he’ll have to edit out the swear word.  A door slams somewhere out of the shot.

           “That’s my new flatmate,” he tells us.  “His name is Baz.  He’s kind of a prat.”

           “Just you wait,” I whisper at my computer screen. “Just you wait.”

 ***

           Simon and Baz do not get along.  At all.

           That much is clear from the first video, but it become increasingly obvious as Simon posts more frequently.  He often films in the living room, which drives Baz insane.

           “Why don’t you film in your own room?” he says, audibly annoyed.

           “The lighting in there is terrible,” Simon protests.

           “Well, I’d like to be able to walk around my own flat, if you don’t mind.”

           “Go ahead, no one’s stopping you,” Simon shrugs. “Besides, the viewers keep saying they want to see you.”

           “Well, who wouldn’t?”

           Good old Baz.  Sarcastic and full of himself.  They don’t appear to realize it, but the two of them balance each other out perfectly.

           Little by little, Baz begins to make his mark on Simon’s channel.  At first we only hear him from off-screen, offering his two bits about nearly everything Simon has to say.  Many of his comments are admittedly quite mean and uncalled for, but Simon never edits them out.  Baz is the invisible heckler.  Viewers begin to latch onto this weird relationship of apparent hatred and, as YouTube viewers are wont to do, turn it into a new ship.  “SnowBaz” they call it, and before long the comment sections on all of Simon’s videos are full of things like “I ship it” and “OTP”.

           I try not to fall victim to this shipping trend myself.  It feels insensitive to me, shipping real live people that I’ve never even met like they’re objects of sorts.  But even I can’t deny that the two of them would be cute together.  Provided they stop hating each other.

           Then Baz appears onscreen for the first time.

           He’s on the couch in the background, facing away from the camera.  All we can see is long black hair.  He only moves when he’s shouting ridicule at Simon’s words.  Once he turns his head further to make himself heard, and we catch a glimpse of the light brown skin of his face.  This time the comments are all “is that Baz?” and “OMG BAZ”.

           After that he starts to appear more often. Sometimes he’s facing the screen, looking down at his phone or a book.  He’s tall, and his hair reaches his shoulders.  The expression on his face goes between concentration and a sneer, that latter of which he reserves for his heckling.  It doesn’t take long for people to start commenting on how attractive he is.  Still Simon leaves all the footage of Baz in his videos, not hiding a single rude comment from his viewers.

           Once, Simon tries to get Baz to join him for a “meet my flatmate” video.  Baz responds simply by flipping Simon off in the background, which Simon has to pixel out. He’s gotten better at editing at this point.

           Sometimes Simon posts daily vlogs on days when he does things that he considers exciting.  The things that Simon finds exciting are too cute for words.  They tend to be little events like going to a coffee shop, things that are almost mundane but for some reason they excite him. He does this thing where he dances when he’s excited.  He’ll bob his head cheerfully as he walks, glad to just be out.  He’s gone to the grocery store with Baz a few times in his vlogs.  Those videos are some of the best ones.  They bicker about everything from which kind of milk to get to who gets to carry the baskets.  Sometimes we can see Baz’s mouth quirk like he’s trying not to laugh, like all this bickering is just a game for him.  Of course, this sends the SnowBaz shippers into a frenzy, the idea that maybe, just maybe, Baz doesn’t hate Simon as much as he lets on.

           But there’s one video on Simon’s channel that is the absolute bread of life for anyone who ships the two of them.  Simon is doing a Q&A, and as usual Baz is sitting and reading in the background.

           “This question is from Twitter,” Simon says, reading off of his phone.  “They ask ‘Are you in love with anyone right now?’”

           And if you look closely, you can see Baz go rigid.

           “Well,” Simon leans in close to the camera, “I have been messaging with someone quite a lot.  I don’t know who the person is, but we’ve gotten really close and I’m starting to think -”

           “Could you keep it down, Snow,” Baz pipes up, his voice tight.  “I’m trying to read over here.”

           Simon doesn’t speak of it any further, but Baz sneaks glances at the back of Simon’s head more than once before the video is over. I don’t know how Simon could have not noticed it.  Certainly every single one of his viewers did, which is to say over a million people. Perhaps love is completely daft.

 ***

           When I arrive home from work on a particularly rainy day in October, I am delighted to open my computer and find that Simon is in the middle of a livestream.  Comments flow constantly from the sidebar and I settle in to join the party.  He’s in a different room this time, one with a neatly made bed on which he sits, and I gather that it’s his room.  It looks so clean, but I wonder if there’s a disaster hiding behind the camera.

           Simon leans towards us like he’s trying to read all of the comments and questions as they flood in.  He gets a lot of I love you’s and he grins in response, trying to return as many of them as possible.

           “I’ve got to go soon,” he tells us and I sigh in disappointment, “but I’ll answer a few more questions first.”  He’s quiet for a minute as all the viewers catch up with the stream.  “Here’s one: ‘Did you find out who was messaging you so much?’”  He pauses before answering.  “Funny you should ask, because yes, I did, and that’s a perfect segway into what I wanted to talk about.”  He shifts on his bed.  “I have a bit of an announcement -”

           His door opens behind him, and Baz in all his glory appears in it.

           Comments start flying in of “BAZ” and “OMG”

           “What are you doing?” Baz asks without a hint of a sneer in his voice.

           “Just filming a live show,” Simon tells him. He seems… nervous?

           “A live show, eh?”  Baz strolls over and – wonder of wonders – sits down on the bed next to Simon.  We’ve never seen him this close to the camera, and his eyes are this lovely mix of gray and green.

           We’ve also never seen him this close to Simon before.

           My heart kicks up a notch.  I’ve fallen down the slippery slope and now there’s no denying that I ship it completely.  I grab a pillow to hold to my chest and go into fangirl-mode, overanalysing every inch of their proximity.  With a click I maximize the screen, blocking the other comments from my view.  I want to see every pixel of this.

           “I was just going to make that little announcement,” Simon says, staring at his hands in his lap.

           “Ah,” Baz nods, apparently understanding.  “Go on, then.  Carry on, Simon.”

           Did he –

           Did he just call him Simon?

           He never calls him Simon!

           “I can’t do it if you’re here!” Simon protests.

           Baz gives a shrug.  “Then I’ll tell them.”

           He takes Simon by the collar and kisses him.  

           I scream into my pillow.

           Simon and Baz are kissing, right now, in front of millions of people.

           I can practically hear the collective aneurism that the fangirls are currently having.

           They’re still kissing, and Simon is grinning against Baz’s mouth.  It’s the most genuine smile he’s ever graced the internet with, and it’s not even for us.

           I’m tearing up, I’m so happy for them.

           Baz lets Simon go and turns to smirk at the camera. “That one’s for all you SnowBaz shippers out there.  Don’t think we don’t know.”  He winks. He fucking winks.

           And then he leaves.  

           Simon turns back to the camera, his cheeks red and his lips puffy.  He grins sheepishly.

           “Um, yeah,” he stammers, “that’s what I was gonna tell you about.”

           I tap the comment box.

           pennyforyourthoughts: Called it.

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#’You’re ok. You’re ok’ #this is the first thing freya says #HER HEART FUCKING STOPPED #AND STILL #KEELIN WAS THE ONLY THING ON HER MIND #WORRYING ABOUT HER #SHE NEEDED TO KNOW THAT SHE WAS OK # THAT THIS WAS HER FIRST REACTION #AFTER LITERALLY BEING DEAD #SOMEONE HELP #also #tHAT HAIR STROKE 

anonymous asked:

cna u draw your top 3 camp camp ships?

I honestly only have two otps for Camp Camp? or at least ones I like to draw :3c

Jaspvid is hella cute and I’m a slut for childhood friends to lovers and older Jasper who’s strong and likes to hold his bf?? like sign me tf up. I have a lot of pent up feelings about Jasper too, like let him be happy, he’s a radical guy

Gwen’s not a morning person

Gwenvid (featuring dadvid and mom!gwen) is like, the best thing ever? Gwen cares a lot about David in canon and why aren’t they in love yet? Especially after the finale and the atomic family happened. Let them be together! Let them adopt Max! Let Gwen get her dream job!

(I’d also like to say the Jaspgwenvid is a hell of an ot3 and I would like to drown myself in it)

Shipping classmates-imagine your OTP
  • so yesterday my class and me went on a schooltrip to Paris to go to some kind of museum about the french monarchie and what they did in their freetime. At one point of our vistit, the guide lead us into big and classy looking ballroom or something, dimmed the lights, started playing music and said we should get a partner and dance. And during that little ball i heard two of the boyd
  • s, who are like best friends, say to each other
  • Dudebro 1: Bro, should we dance?
  • Dudebro 2: Only if I get to dance with you, Bro
  • Dudebro 1: Of course, Bro. Anything for you!
  • Dudebro 1 & 2: start to slowdance to the music.
  • Me: -sees and films the whole thing- That's so cute! I can totally imagine my OTP doing that! But i still have no one to dance with.
  • In the end i just kept on watching these two guys and two girls slowdancing with each other in a #nohomo way and was lonly for the rest of the ball in the corner of losers, losing my shit over OTP-feels
Imagine being nervous to find out you have a bed scene with your best friend, and crush, Tom in your new movie because you know he can make it all very realistic.

“Don’t worry, love.” his smooth voice almost made your heart calm down – almost though “I am not going to do anything you don’t want me to.” he said with a slightly mischievous grin and you bit your lower lip.

Pull away too soon” you thought to yourself but in the end shook the thought off.

“I would never doubt it, Thomas.” you giggled as you leaned back in your chair, playing with a page from the script “You are ever the gentleman, all of the years I’ve known you.” you smiled at your best friend and he gave you back an adorable one as well.

“A gentleman at times and a really bad boy when needed.” he winked at you and you giggled, hitting his shoulder “Don’t worry, (Y/n), really I promise I won’t take it too far. Or at least I will try to.” he added the last part with a shrug and you rolled your eyes.

Please just take it as far as you can” you let your thoughts run wild so much you had to take a large sip of your coffee to fight the bllush away.

“Tom” you glared at him though you couldn’t never really be angry at something like this. Being in love with your best friend had a lot more disadvantages than you actually thought at first, and you had began to discover all of them during all these years of knowing Tom. And now you were going to work with him, you knew the boundaries of this friendship were really going to get blurry.

You shook your head “You better, bad boy. Because I will prove to you how little you know your best friend.” you said looking at him from the corner of your eyes.

“Is that so?” his eyebrows shot up as his interest peaked “Perhaps, we should really practice first then.”

“Oh you wish, William.” you smirked at him “It’s not like we need to anyway… right?”

“Why- why are you asking, (Y/n)?” he frowned, finally getting a little serious until realization downed and his eyebrows shot up “Wait you- you have done a bed scene before, right?”

“Well, excuse me Mr Hiddleston if I’ve put my singing career first all this time and finally managed to catch up with acting too! It’s not like a crime or anything.” you huffed, shaking your head although truth was you couldn’t help but feel even more nervous at the prospect of that scene alone. Not to mention it being with the man you had feelings for but didn’t want to reveal a thing.

“No, of course not darling. You know I was the one that supported you on that.” he said, placing a hand on top of yours and despite everything you caught yourself relaxing.

“Just wait till the fans hear this.” you breathed out with a chuckle “They’ve been shipping us for so long, even if they knew we are only friends. It seems like every time we mentioned it, it just made them want to see us together even more. They didn’t care, we are just OTP to them.”

“Yeah, yeah they actually have.” you glanced at him when you heard the tone in his voice. It sounded almost longing, nostalgic and you knew there was something more there but you didn’t have time to try to decipher it because he cleared his throat and put on back a smile that could be convincing to others but not you. He was an amazing actor, yes, but he could never fool you.

“And now not only are we going to be in the same movie but you are practically going to take my v-card on camera? Wow I am sure it will break the internet!” you laughed, taking another small sip of your coffee.

“I’m- what?” his eyebrows shot up as he stared at you in disbelief and you frowned at him until it downed on you.

“No- Tom, no!” you all-but-shrieked “For the love of, Hiddleston! I’m really starting to think I don’t know you here. I didn’t mean literally!” you shook your head, huffing.

He just mumbled an “Oh” and laughed nervously, taking a sip of his own drink and placed it back next to his own script.

“But-” the smile returned on his lips “Now that you mention it, can you imagine the posts?” he asked and a giggle left your lips.

“The fans’ or yours?” you raised an eyebrow at your friend and he erupted in laughter.

“Why are you saying that? I haven’t started teasing them that much… yet.” he shrugged “But now that we got the script… a little sneak peek wouldn’t be bad, right?”

“You little-” you stopped yourself, laughing “You know, now I really understand why the picked you for Loki.”

“Oh come on! Hey do you have your phone?” he asked and you nodded your head “Remember that photo you had accidentally sent me of you in your bed?” and oh boy how could you ever forget that “How about you post it with something about practicing huh?” he smirked as he already leaned over your seat to try and take hold of your bag that had your phone.

“What?!” your eyes widened “Tom, no! I may be decent enough in it but it certainly not meant for the internet with the caption you have in mind! Tom!” you screamed, a giggle leaving as he tried to get it from your bag. You grabbed it and held it to yourself but he man was not having any of it.

“Come on, love. They’re going to love it, especially my comments on it.” he grinned the smile that made you weak on the knees.

“Tom, I said no! Nothing will make me give you that photo.” you shook your head furiously.

“Nothing?” he breathed out, getting more serious and only then did you realize his face was inches away rom yours “Are you sure about that love?” he whispered and you really caught yourself wondering about the answer you were going to give him. Could you say it? And even more: What was he really going to do about it?

“A kiss probably?”

99.99% of Clexa Fanfiction

-Alexandria Woods (seriously when did the whole Fandom agreed on this??!)
-Clarke: either a doctor or an artist
-lexa: either law or poli-science
-lexa’s body so hot, so fit, so moscular, she was probably sculpted by the fucking Greeks gods themself , her abs could probobly solve world hunger or wake up the death or something
-lexa’s tattoos
-octavia and raven are precious little shits
-party animal clarke griffin
-ft. Anya as lexa’s hot badass (gay af) sarcastic older sister/bff
- Gustus as lexa’s teddy bear of an uncle
- clexa’s thirst ×100
-a wild Echo/Monroe/Harper/Tris appears
-everyone hates Finn Collins 2k15
- ft. Bellamy Blake as the group’s mom
-Lincoln is the only sane one I swear
-Jasper and Monty as your local weed dealers
- John Murphy as John Murphy

*Feel free to add

I’m not saying this because yoonseok is my otp. I’m saying this as a person that studies the human brain and emotions (psychology).


I’m convinced that min yoongi actually is in love with jung hoseok. I watched their evolution (I’ve been shipping yoonseok since dope) and I’m sure yoongi keeps serious feelings for hoseok. Maybe hoseok is the person he trusts the most (is it his insecurities or his sexuality, that his bi/pan sexual). “Love isn’t only a thing between man and woman.”


I bet a lot of people say that he’s whipped for hoseok, it’s true. He needs the contact with hoseok, is it in a communication kind of way or touching.

I also bet that hoseok knows that and tries to make yoongi happy.

I’m not all too sure if hoseok has the same feelings for yoongi (because I often see him rejecting yoongi’s attempts), but don’t dare to assume he is straight.

For some reason, I’ve been having a lot of otp feels these days - so I just felt like writing a little something about this one moment from chapter 333:

There are two things about this whole chapter that amaze me.
Luffy only says one word here: Heavy…!!. Yet it is enough for Zoro to understand what he means and what he must be going through. This is one of those rare moments when Luffy is not physically drained but rather emotionally. And vulnerable. He doesn’t really react to what Zoro tells him but I do think that he said what Luffy needed to hear.
Then there is the fact that Zoro talks to him at all… As you know, this takes place right after Luffy defeated Usopp as he left the crew. Everyone is obviously hurt and shocked about what happened. So Zoro himself is in pain about it but I’m guessing he also realizes that Luffy has it worse since he was the one who had to fight Usopp. It would have been understandable if he had just tried to quietly deal with his feelings - like the others did - but instead, he kinda pushes his own emotions back to look out for and try to find the right words to say to Luffy. That is actually pretty selfless imo. And it’s also not the first or last time when he prioritizes Luffy over himself.
But really, Zoro’s love for Luffy is something that never ceases to amaze me.

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otp aesthetic: chandler bing & monica geller

I thought that it mattered what I said or where I said it. Then I realized the only thing that matters is that you, that you make me happier than I ever thought I could be and if you let me I will spend the rest of my life trying to make you feel the same way. Monica, will you marry me? Yes.

I just need to say one thing

Remember Dan doesn’t not want to be defined by his depression.

Him making this precious video does not change how we see him.

Only look on the positive and see all the things he’s accomplished while suffering as well.

Do not go on his next liveshow just feeling bad for him.

He is better now. I know he still gets depressive episodes but he says he’s better and I only want to say what he says is true.

I want to be there for Dan but remember that it isn’t our job to change how we are as fans just because of this video.

This video was to spread awareness on mental illness and I am so fucking proud of him for making it.

Never Enough Sentence Prompts

“Is this the one who painted a dick on the Mona Lisa?”

“I hope you’re happy.”

“Let’s just finish murdering this person and then we can go to Disneyland, okay?”

“He made me!”

“That is never the answer!”

“I could also be living my life but look where we are.”

“No. No, stop making me question my existence!”

“Let me see here; A small fire, a wild animal, an alarming stain on the wall and two idiots. Yep everything seems normal here.”

“FOR HONOR!”

“Meet me at the place where I finally gave up on you.”

“A force field. Figures.”

“I will try until I die!”

“Folk lore? Yeah sure, let’s call it that. Definitely not real, nope.”

“My only wish is that you shut your cakehole.”

“Do I look like Hannah Montana to you?!”

“Why do you hate love?”

“I wish.”

“Just mix it, can’t go wrong.”

“Me, dramatic? How dare you, I thought you were my friend?!”

“I have been looking for that thing for. Three. Years.”

“If someone shot your stupid ass, I’d only feel bad for the poor bastard who has to deal with the removing of your worthless life off this earth.”

okay but that phone call between magnus and alec was so important??? not only because once again it showed how much these two communicate with each other, but because we could see how easily magnus’s feelings can get hurt at the moment. he’s very very vulnerable. what alec asked him was the right thing to do and although magnus understood, we all saw the pain in his eyes. he’s a ticking bomb and he needs to explode in order to get better. I seriously can’t wait for the next episode!!!!!

I know I have many other things to do, but I have no restraint and all these feelings need to be put somewhere