ship: love is love


#wifeys and hubbys fighting

i was surprised and a little panicky during this, but i met another friendly genji! 

i’ve given up trying to fight genji’s when they flank to kill me, i just try to be friendly, and occasionally this happens! 

I was just thinking about some cute shenanigans between Mercy and Genji and the thought sort of hit me. They’d totally do stretching/exercises together!

Couple stretching before work outs or in the morning or just to relax at night. Genji is more flexible then Mercy but she’s slowly getting up there. Positions where one’s holding the other to get the muscles just right at the back of their arms or legs. 

Sometimes, Mercy gets curious and wants to see if they can do a certain pose together. Like her balancing on his shoulders while reaching for the ceiling. His form completely still as to keep her steady and both trusting the other without a shadow of a doubt.

When Genji wants to workout, Mercy will lay on his back. It seems almost pointless to Mercy with how easily he preforms the push ups even with her added weight but she doesn’t mind the motion of his body under hers. 

Sometimes, when they’ve both in a playful mood, Genji will deadlift Mercy above his head. He’ll count aloud, saying he’ll never let her down but Mercy will interrupt his counting with random numbers just to see him lose his place and mockingly get frustrated. 

Genji doesn’t sweat but his body lets off steam which Mercy finds very attractive. Her red cheeks somehow get brighter when he catches her staring. His grin is cheeky as he comments on her beautiful, sweaty self. He’d be lying though if he said he didn’t love the way her hair stuck to her skin because of the exercising. 

  • Jungkook: [minding his buisness]
  • Jimin: [throws a pokeball at jungkook]
  • Jungkook: ouch! what were you trying to do?!
  • Jimin: [pouty face] i was trying to make you mine...

For me, this was the highlight of the OVA (灬♥ω♥灬)
I wasn’t expecting this and I screamed out of joy! It’s just so beautiful!!! Sakuya’s smile is so precious  (●♡∀♡))ヾ☆*。

The moment I became obsessed with Elorcan:

“Elide (…) found herself not afraid of anything as he did it again, kissing one corner of her mouth, then the other. Such gentle, patient kisses- his hands equally so as they stroked the hair back from her brow, as they trailed over her hips, her ribs.” 

Why? Why THIS exact moment? If this was a description of Chaol or Dorian or even Rowan, I would probably not freak at all. But we are talking about LORCAN SALVATERRE, the dude that’s been in love with a crazy bitch for centuries, the dude that’s been described as cold and ruthless and always getting what he wants. From these descriptions alone, I would have guessed Lorcan to be really really forward when it comes to sex (which he is), but also a little impatient- someone who just goes for it without really considering his partner’s wants and needs. 

Lorcan is described as having “unending cold rage”, caring only for himself and maybe Maeve. Why should he be a considerate, attentive guy in bed????? Wouldn’t fit the character he’s being described as. Logically, you wouldn’t put Lorcan into the cute/fluffy/ perfect fae boyfriend box.

But. BUT. When he’s getting it on with Elide, he’s described as gentle and patient. He’s not pulling her clothes off after a few seconds, he’s not violently kissing her or being urgent in any way. He doesn’t even seem to restrain himself. He’s just…enjoying that they are taking it slow for now. 

AND THATS WHAT MAKES SUCH A DIFFERENCE TO ME!!!!! Because Lorcan is NOT a gentle and patient person- look at his feud with Aelin, Rowan, the Carde, basically the whole world. He manages to pick a fight with everyone after a few seconds. But with Elide, he forgets all of that- he’s knows how precious Elide is and that he can’t pull any of that bullshit with her. I bet if she told him that she wanted to wait 5 years before sleeping with him, he wouldn’t even BLINK and just accept that. 

And I also bet Lorcan would NOT do that for everyone. He’s not considerate like  Dorian, or trying to do the right thing like Chaol. I bet Lorcan has pissed a lot of his lovers off. I bet he’s grown annoyed and impatient with a lot of them, and I bet all those years of pining after Maeve also made him really cold hearted and bitter. I bet there have been more than a few times where he didn’t care about how things felt for his partner. 

But with Elide, he is suddenly gentle. He is patient. That centuries- old demi-fae, who has slaughtered and schemed and betrayed, who had probably slept with hundreds of women and who is described as muscular and hulking and honestly a little scary- that man transforms into someone else entirely. 

That quote just made that so obvious to me. And that, my friends, was the moment I became utter, desperate Elorcan TRASH. 

For Good Old Times' Sake

A Batman fanfiction. I haven’t written one in an eon, so here.

I learnt that BatJokes is a canon ship through The Lego Batman Movie, and it made me fangirl really hard.

Btw, they’re not Lego people in this. Also, in this AU, Joker’s makeup can be removed.

Fluffy aF


Joker sat in Arkham, feeling kind of down; his Batman, as he calls him, hadn’t come around to check in with him lately. He sighed and leant against the wall, a frown on his face.

“Oh Batman, my Batman, why don’t you come around? I thought that you hated me enough to keep me down… Oh Batman, my Batman, it’s never enough. Why don’t you come to check on my stuff?” the clownish man sing quietly to himself. “My Batman, my Batman, why don’t you come to check on me? My Batman, MY Batman, you’re the best to be seen…” He drifted off and sighed again, crossing his arms over his chest.

“Hello Joker,” the vigilante hummed as he walked up to the thick glass that the Joker was held behind. “What are you singing about me?”

“I was just wondering by singing where you’ve been and why you haven’t come to see me in a while. Nothing too vulgar,” J said with a laugh. “Anyways, when are you gonna let me out of here again? Aren’t we supposed to be playing cat and mouse?”

“I suppose we would be, but now that I’ve finally got you behind glass, I don’t need to ‘play’ with you anymore.” Batman turned around briefly to think before turning back around. “Say, what if I DID let you out? What would you do?”

“I-I don’t know,” the villain stuttered, messing with his hair to make it look good to him. “I guess I’d just make my way into the city to have you find me. Doesn’t that sound like fun?”

A pause.

“How about we make a deal?” Bruce in disguise pondered aloud.

“I’m listening~” the Joker purred curiously.

“You don’t use weapons or try to destroy the city, and you won’t hurt anyone, and I won’t use weapons to find and stop you? That sounds safer and less destructive, if you ask me.”

“Oh, sure! Just punch in that code and give me an hour’s start, and then we can play our fun game of hide and seek, eh?” Joker’s eyes lit up, and he got an even wider smile on his face. “It’ll be so much fun!”

“Of course.” So, the Bat opened up the glass door and let the Joker go free. “Good luck. Your time starts now.”

“Got it!” And the humorous, murderous, comedic villain skipped down the stairs and made his way into the city, hiding in the darkest of places after changing into a black suit to blend in.

“One hour, he said. That’s a good amount of time to give him to hide.”

An hour passed, so Batman started making his way after his target. He searched far and wide, and finally found him hiding against a wall, wearing the suit that was previously described.

“Ah, I see you’ve discovered me. Now it’s time to catch me!” Before J could run, Batman had him by the collar of his outfit. “O-oh, I-I guess that was easier that I thought it would be…”

“You got yourself cornered. That’s your own fault,” B purred, bringing the villain closer to him. The nose of his cowl gently nudged Joker’s own nose, soon aiding the vigilante in pressing their mouths together.

“B-Batsy, wh-what are you d-doing?” Joker mumbled underneath Batman’s lips.

“Shh, shh, trust me.” The taller man separated their lips and pressed their open mouths together, slipping his tongue in his villain’s mouth. “You’re my villain. I hate you so much.”

“Aw, I hate you too~” J cooed, moving his arms around the back of Bruce’s neck. He threaded his fingers through his kisser’s hair and pulled lightly. “I hate you so much~”

“I hate you the most,” Batman said sweetly, moving his kiss to Joker’s neck. “Come with me.” He led the boy™ to his mansion.

“Hello, Bat-Batmaaaaaaaaaaa……” Alfred’s mouth fell open when he saw the Joker in the Batcave. “What in heavens’ name is he doing here?”

“Oh, we just need to clean him up a bit. I’m thinking a bit of bleach for his hair and removal of all the makeup, minus red lipstick, because that’s hot,” Batman purred, laughing quietly at Joker’s small noises of protest.

“U-um, sir, I don’t think that this is a good idea. I mean, he is a maniac, for crying out loud!” the butler protested.

“Just trust me. Get a couple gallons of bleach and some makeup removal stuff and we can reform this dapper young man.”

“Alright, sir.” Alfred left the room and returned with the desired materials.

“Joker, please sit down in this chair,” Alfred said, motioning to a nice chair.

“Alright then.” So, J sat. He hissed when the bleach was painted into his hair, as his roots had to be saturated in order to be completely blonde. Next, his makeup was washed off, revealing a very pale man. “Man, I really need to get out more,” he pondered aloud as he looked at his face in the mirror.

“Yes, you do. You need to not wear so much makeup all the time, despite your villainy attire,” the butler replied, brushing Joker’s hair. He noted how few knots there were. “Do you brush it every day?”

“Well, I always keep a brush in my pocket…” A small smile covered the vanilla villain’s face. “I like to look good when I’m playing- I mean, fighting with Batman.”

“That is a very good idea, since Batman is very picky when it comes to looks.”

It was weird, Joker thought; Alfred, the loyal father father figure (and also butler) to Batman/Bruce was praising one of his son’s greatest enemies. He let it happen, though, because it felt good to hear praises from someone who isn’t one of his goons.

The two shared kind banter as Alfred spruced up the man, putting lipstick and blush onto him and making sure his hair looked good. “You look amazing. It’s like you’re a whole new person!”

“Thank you, Alfred! I’m sure my Batman will love it.”

“Your Batman?”

“He’s mine. We hate each other so much, and it makes me tingle good on the inside~”

“How come ‘hate’ is your word for love?”

“He doesn’t really say that word, so hate is what we use. It makes me feel so good that he’s using that word, since it’s our codeword for love~ Ahh~” Joker sighed with happiness, clasping his hands together. “Say, how come you don’t… Hm… Hold on. One sec. Let me look for words… Who is Batman, and why don’t you refer to him as his regular name?”

“I refer to him as Batman while he is in costume because I don’t want to say his real name aloud. His identity, I do not want to reveal.”

“Alright. Well, can I make a guess as to who he is? Please?”

“I do not see why not.”

“You have to tell the truth whether or not it’s him, okay?”


“Is he Bruce Wayne in disguise?”

Alfred stuttered and nodded his head, covering his mouth.

“I knew it! That’s why the manor is on top! Speaking of the manor, may I see what it looks like on the inside? I made a promise that I wouldn’t destroy anything.”

“Yes. Yes. Of course.” The butler was still in shock as he led the Joker upstairs and into the manor.

“…And finally, this is the dining room table, complete with gold-coloured cups and gold-coloured fringes on the tablecloth edges. It was one of my favourite places in the manor to decorate.”

“I do agree that it is very nice! Thank you for giving me a tour!” Joker was very excited as he spoke to Alfred. “Do you know where Brucey went?”

“Probably to his room. He might be waiting for you there. It’s the first room to the left when you go down that hall.”

“Thank you, Alphy~!” Joker cheered as he practically ran to the Bat’s personal bedroom.

“Oh Batman, my Batman? Are you in here?” J wondered, looking around the manor owner’s room. “I want to speak to you, dear! See, I made it rhyme, just for you~” A smile crossed his face when he spotted the caped crusader looking in the mirror.

“Lay on my bed,” was the simple, gentle command. “Please.”

“Okay~!” Gently, but excitedly, the villain laid onto his loved one’s bed. “Whats your plan, Brucey?”

“Oh shoot… You found me out.” Bruce laughed as he removed his cowl. He turned around and smiled. “How’d you know?”

“I mean, if Wayne Manor™ is above The Batcave™, obviously you’d have to be the owner of both. I won’t get into the details as to how you gained the house’s will, but yeah…” Joker smiled and patted the place next to him. “Please, join me, baby.”

Bruce laughed again as he removed his costume, getting dressed in a suit before his lover’s eyes. “Bam. Cloooothes~” He slid next to J and pressed a kiss to his freshly makeup-removed forehead. “You taste a whole lot better now.” He smiled and ran his hands through the other man’s hair, feeling how silly smooth it was.

“Mmm… Bruce, you are handsome as hell~” Joker nuzzled beneath Bruce’s head, purring quietly as he got comfortable.

There was a pause.

“Joker, what’s your real name?”

“Um….” J didn’t answer for another thirty seconds. “I… It was… Jack.” A frown crossed his face. “Jack…” Tears welled in his eyes as he gripped on Bruce’s suit.

“H-hey, it’s okay! Shh, shh, J, it’s okay. I’m right here.”

What Jack didn’t know was that his lover had kept on his cape, which Bruce now wrapped around the two of them in an act of love. He wants to protect and care for him. He loves him.

“Bruce, I… I love you.” Hate was a hurtful word, which the vanilla villain realised right then.

“I…” Bruce mouthed 'love you too’, and Jack hummed happily, kissing his lover gently.

“You’re awesome… You’re buff… You’re gentle, but strong… You’re… You’re comfortable…” J closed his eyes and curled up in Bruce’s cape with his lover beside him.

“You’re so cute. And nimble. And perfect. And I really l-love you for your personality and- and you’re more exciting than I am…” B nuzzled J gently and petted his head to help the two of them to sleep.

I guess that makes for an okay ending? I’ll write another one another time. For now, here you go!