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Saphael Fanfic Rec 2.0

A Saphael Fest.

More writing goodies from amazing writers.

As always, if you know any of the authors and tag them, that would be very much appreciated

A Daisy instead of a glass shoe by @soft-saphael

Tumblr prompt: runaway prince!simon and commoner!rapahel

Two weeks from his coronation and three from his wedding to Princess Isabelle of Idris, the Prince of New York found himself on a park bench in Brooklyn. His face buried in the palms of his hand as his phone continued to ring.
Deep breaths. Deep breathes. Deep- the phone is laying in pieces on the concrete walkway in shattered fragments.

“You’re a little far from the palace” A slightly accented voice said, from out of the corner of his eyes Simon saw black leather.

“Excuse me?”

“Oh I’m sorry your highness, I apologize for not bowing” The boy snorted.

“Please, just leave me alone” Simon huffed tiredly.

A First Date (Kind of. Almost.) by SnogboxesAndChips

Simon is always looking for excuses to be near Raphael. When he finally finds a suitable excuse, he walks in on Raphael doing something that Simon would have never thought Raphael would do. He was cooking.

And every road you take (will always lead you home) by @woodenhallslikecaskets

For Raphael’s 55th birthday Magnus gifts him a portal that leads to 1956.

Brooklyn, NY 1956: he meets a beautiful boy by the name of Simon Lewis. They’ve never met before but Raphael feels like he could love him. They could fall in love.

Break of the light by @makehomesofhumans

Simon’s eyes sparked to life as he was being dangled over the edge of a building. He sighed, because that was just his luck.

But who would love a monster, anyway? By @spendeonswithyou

As he learns later, loving Simon hurts. It’s making his dead heart want to beat again, destroying the remaining bits and pieces of his soul.

Or the Soulmate AU in which you can feel your soulmate’s pain.

Customer Satisfaction by kuro1neko2kun

‘You’re the customer and you get back at me for all the times I’ve spelt your name wrong by mispronouncing my name in increasingly horrible ways’ AU

Darling, you’re all I need by @anjawritingsx

Simon and Raphael are happy together, that is until Simon forgets their 8th year anniversary.
Raphael is left heartbroken and Magnus and Alec try to pick up the pieces.

Does that mean you’ve a really bad crush on me too? By milleniumlint

Simon wants Raphael to understand he has feelings for him but he’s not so obvious like he thinks he is.

Dreaming of You (endlessly) by Nubian_Reese

Corazón—His heart. He loves Simon so much it hurts. His beauty, his optimism, it’s a sea of good and Raphael does nothing but dive right in. And he is not ashamed, because Simon is a gift. God’s gift, and sometimes Raphael can’t believe what they have together is real, but when Simon leans down and kisses him, hands running through each other’s hair skimming down backs, and gripping hips, Raphael lives in every sense and knows that this is real.

Flirting 101 by TrickyVicky3

Raphael sighs, shaking his head more to himself than anything else as he reaches down for Simon and pulls the other boy up again. “That will be all for today” he pulls the bottom of his tank top up, using the material to wipe away sweat, unaware of Simon’s gaze tracking over his abdomen. “You did good but not good enough, even if you pinning me down was kind of hot”

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manny, we got fake engaged so that you could have more freedom, but then i started realizing how much it’d suck when you left. i don’t want to hold you back from your dreams but- jay, you drove for two days to help me get into smithdale. that’s called making my dreams come true, doofus. or maybe it’s just me being crazy. crazy enough to be my fiancé for real this time?

anonymous asked:

Deamuussssss "Okay, am I drunk or did you really just say that?"

137. “Okay, am I drunk or did you really just say that?”

“Okay, next round’s on me.”

“Nonsense. We’re celebrating your and Harry’s engagement. The bride-to-be does not pay for drinks.”

“Fine, then everyone give me their money. I’m at least still fetching them.”

There was shuffling around the booth as everyone reached into their pockets for money, and after collecting the coins and everyones drink orders, Ginny went up to the bar.

“She’s a good blade, our Ginny,” Seamus said, draining the last of his pint.

“Yeah, she’s the best,” Harry replied dreamily, resting his chin on his arms as he looked over to where Ginny was trying to get the attention of the bartender.

“Yeh know, it’s a real good thing yeh called dibs on her,” Seamus continued, his words slurring slightly. “Otherwise I might be tryin’ teh marry her.”

At this, Dean snorted. “Okay, am I drunk or did you really just say that?”

“What?” replied Seamus, turning to his boyfriend and looking offended.

“You realize Ginny is a girl right?” Dean said, his voice amused. “And you’re bent as–”

“–a nine bob note, yeah yeah,” Seamus finished. “Listen, love can overcome all sorts of obstacles.”

“Is that right?”

“Just because yeh missed yehr shot with Ginny doesn’t mean there’s no hope for me.”

“You better consider yourself lucky I missed my shot with Ginny. Otherwise I wouldn’t have settled for your arse.”

Seamus grinned. “Yeah, that’s true.” He leaned over and gave Dean a kiss on the lips.

“Are you two done talking about stealing away my girlfriend?” Harry interjected. Dean broke away from Seamus.

“She’s your fiancée, mate. You better get used to saying it.”

“Hey, he’s got time,” Ron chimed in. Then, raising his voice so he could be heard across the room. “Oi, Gin! You gonna come back with those drinks before we have beards like Dumbledore?”

Ginny weaved her way through the crowd, levitating the drinks in front of her with her wand. “Careful, Ronald. Or these are going on your head.”

Despite her threat, Ginny simply lowered the drinks down on the table and everyone grabbed their orders.

“Speaking of beards,” said Neville casually, taking a sip of his Firewhisky, “would you like to hear about how Seamus wants you to be his?”

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guys guys - clexa forehead kisses.

  • quick kisses to the forehead of a sleepy clarke who mumbles ‘have a good day’ to her heda before the sun has even started to rise. 
  • giddy kisses peppered enthusiastically all over lexa’s forhead, the reward for absentminded and disarming comments about clarke’s character and strength
  • reverent kisses, lips brushing right over lexa’s medallion
  • playful kisses that come with an insincere apology for laughing when said medallion gets stuck to clarke’s lips
  • flustered and stolen kisses, shared all around the polis tower between two girls still trying to find the balance between head and heart
  • casual kisses, given without hesitation to clarke, curled up on the armchair in lexa’s room as she draws, or to greet lexa when she’s found soaking in a hot bath after a particularly challenging day
  • placating kisses pressed to the sweaty forehead of a grumpy, pouting clarke after lexa knocks her on her butt during a sparring session
  • tipsy kisses, all sloppy and loose after a night celebrating the engagement of two leaders - two women - who work tirelessly to improve the lives of their people because their love reminds them that certain things make it all worthwhile
  • kisses tinged with desperation as clarke stands at the edge of polis, not quite ready to see her commander off to war
  • lingering kisses as they drift off to sleep, naked and tangled in each other. happy. peaceful. always ending the day the way they start it: together

clexa forehead kisses

So I was running my lines for the tent scene (V.3) in Julius Caesar again, and I discovered that there’s a little bit at the end that the director cut out of the production that I’m in and that I’d kind of forgotten about, and then I just remembered that it was the bit that went with Cassius’ sexy wall-lean in the 1979 version and I was laughing.

And then I read it again, and:

wait

did Cassius just

holy shit. 

Now, I haven’t done an instance-by-instance analysis of usages of ‘my lord’ in Shakespeare’s plays, but as far as I can recall off the top of my relatively well-educated head, characters only refer to other characters as 'my lord’ if they are either lower in rank than them or married to them. And since literally the entire tent scene was establishing that Cassius and Brutus are equals, um… that doesn’t leave us with a lot of other options. 

Guys. I have too many Cassius feels right now and I don’t know what to do with them. But I’m pretty sure that this exchange sums up the whole of Brutus and Cassius’ relationship, because Cassius’ entire character arc (his entire tragic arc?) is that, platonically or not, he’s vastly more in love with Brutus than Brutus is with him. And this… this kinda proves it beyond all argument.

I fucking can’t.

anonymous asked:

HEEEEEEYYYYYY ANGEL 💖✨🌈😏👀

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‘He’ll send a postcard’ 

‘Wish you were here’ 

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River & the Doctor Appreciation Day 

#2. April 19th: favourite kiss 

“How are you even doing that? I’m not really here.”
“You are always here to me, and I always listen. And I can always see you.”

anonymous asked:

OMG this blog!!! It's like an oasis in the desert, haha!! Your art and posts are simply AMAZING!! How have I never stumbled across your work before?! Do you even realize what an amazing artist you are?! And I LOVE your OTP!! If you get time to draw more, any chance we could see Raph comforting Mikey after Mikey has a nightmare? I bet Raph would be good at that. <:3

Thank you so much!!! Your words make me dance<3<3<3 Sorry for the late answer. I really love this idea and wanted to draw it as a short comic. Hope you enjoy! 

Light Tcest.

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“Why do these characters, why are they so connected to one another? You know this film explores that connection. “ - Scarlett Johansson