ship shippity ship ship ship

Got your back

Oh, you know… just cute fanart of besties~
(all I want is for everyone to be happy  ; ^;)

they’re not wearing their armor because they’re each others armor ;3 also I’m just too lazy to draw it in… yeah, let’s go with that one.

Please do not use (without permission…), or re-post!


I know I give Murphy a lot of shit (and I will keep so, because obvs reasons) but damn that scene in 316 when Emori stutters a crushed and broken “John?” and he flies across the room like jet rocket and sweeps her into his arms and hugs her desperately—

it’s okay my little serial killing road bandit

she’s okay

(you’re okay)

Ship hate=NO

You wanna know what I do when I see a ship I don’t like on tumblr? I softly whisper no at it and move on. I don’t post ship hate and make someone feel bad.

  • [at practice]
  • Hyuga: So, the next practice will be-
  • Hyuga: Oh...ah-
  • Kuroko: Captain?
  • Hyuga: Gotta...ah...AH-CHOOOOOOO!
  • Hyuga: [glasses fly off]
  • Izuki: [dives and catches them before they drop]
  • Izuki: You know Hyuga, I fell for you. You should be more aware of what I do for you.
  • Hyuga: ...Thanks.
  • Koganei: Was that not a confession??
darcyland fic game

so I’ve been reading back through some old favourites lately because I have had a lot of appointments and nothing soothes the waiting room jitters better than a fic you’ve read 71 times and I haven’t seen that many recs lately and I know I’ve missed a bunch of fics so anyways, I was wondering if we could play a game where:

you pic a ship

then you think of the most quintessential moment in an old loved fic that you always think of when you think of that ship

and then you think of a fic you read recently where you were like damn that is so perfectly them and your heart hummed happily with tropey ship feels

so I’ll go first, so in tasertricks (which is a hella tropey ship so this is really tough because there are SO MANY but) the moment I always think of is in they say fortune is a wheel by LuvaGoodMrE and the moment is when they’re having naked breakfast and darcy is eating her last precious bit of pancake and we hold our breaths together with loki as he watches a drop of maple syrup drip onto her boob and she licks it up and then we all brace ourselves with darcy as she looks up and see’s loki’s face and know exactly what will happen next. you almost hear the crockery hitting the floor. I LOVE IT. 

and then a new fic that gave me warm tingly tasertricks feels was actually on a little tumblr fic a while ago called as you wish by tumblr user @octoberland when loki is being his usual insolent self and darcy shoves a forkfull of cold chinese in her mouth and chews it down slowly while loki almost breaks a chair with his bare hands with irritation. I looooove it. 

anyway is this a good game? maybe? and because we’re all chronic multi shippers we can actually do repeats! I’ll tag 5 people:

@fuckyeahdarcylewis @thestanceyg @sweetsigyn @yatzuaka @meleedamage

I’m very romantic about the idea that Clarke and Bellamy have essentially been reforged on earth as two people who share the same burdens and responsibilities, the same pain and same regrets and same hope.

One could say remade or reborn but I like reforged, because they were unique people on the Ark already, with their own tragedies already shaping them. They each begin the show with drama affecting their mindset. But landing together on Earth, joining their talent and strength… it reforged them. Adapt or die. Both of them were constantly tempered and shaped and altered by new drama since landing, in ways that often seem like only the other person can truly witness and understand. Bellamy and Clarke are larger than life characters, both starting out as prisoners and victims, then both reforged on Earth into stronger, braver versions of themselves.

After all, what things are forged?

Shields to protect.

Weapons to harm.

Tools to build.

Inner character to grow.

In many ways this applies to the entirety of the delinquents and the Sky People, but Clarke and Bellamy in particular went through it together. The same goals, the same hopes, the same regrets. Circumstances have made them into tragic heroes, and the connection they share is as deep as romance, as deep as friendship, as deep as family. In time it may become all of those things at once, but in 316 we have Clarke and Bellamy as they are now:

Trust and consent. Belief and care. A hand reaching out for a hand…and finding it, holding it, squeezing it tight.