still flailing over this

DEAREST FMO, today I’ll celebrate my feels for you. I enjoyed the conversations we’ve shared(albeit limited), enjoyed discussing meta, enjoyed chilling out; I’m really thankful to have met you in my time.

(AND I’M SORRY THAT THIS MESSAGE IS RATHER INAPPROPRIATELY MARRIED TO THIS DRAWING) /sheepish laughter

Happy birthday, and lots of love!

~Suqling

The noise I made when I saw this was not human. 

THANK YOU ;-;

So I think it’s fair to say that Exodus has definitely been one of the better episodes of season 2. I wanted to get that out right away because overall, I really liked that episode and it felt very reminiscent of season 1.

Which leads us to the ending scene in Kara’s apartment with Kara and m*n el. There was a lot that I take issue with. Because every ending scene with those two, for the last several episodes, always erases what we’ve learned. The messages of those scenes completely go against what the audience learned that episode and they’re also the reasons I never play the last five minutes when I rewatch. Not that season 2 has many episodes I’d ever want to watch again.

2x11 Martian Chronicles: In the episode, Kara has valid points for not wanting to be with him and she lists them. They’re not compatible, she doesn’t want to date someone like him, etc. And everything she says is true. And at the end of the episode, we have a great Danvers sisters scene where Kara reveals her very real fears about Alex slipping away from her (something we see consistently throughout the episode) and that being the reason she wanted to go all out for Earth birthday (to remind Alex how much fun they have together). Kara’s fear of losing Alex is Kara’s plot the entire episode! And the fucking writers, two seconds after her confession, have Alex try to turn it around and say that the real reason Kara was so focused on her birthday was because she was trying to not focus for her feelings on mon ew? Does that actually make any sense? Because Kara’s sudden confusion about how she really feels does not. In canon, Kara knows what she feels. She knew she liked James and Adam. She knew she did not like Winn in a romantic sense. So having Kara say she’s confused, she doesn’t want to face her feelings for man pain and then being upset when he’s going on a date with someone else? It falls flat and I don’t buy it for a second.

2x12 Luthors: I love this episode. There is no denying at this point that I’m probably in love with Lena Luthor. For many reasons. And yet again, I’m never going to watch those last five minutes because it is just so wildly out of place. Just as every scene with Kara talking to/about m*nel in this episode. The entire episode is Kara defending Lena. Kara trusting Lena. Kara literally fighting for Lena. They are great scenes and it brought back a little bit of that self-assured Kara we love. So having all those scenes of Kara viciously protecting Lena the whole episode and the writers then choosing that same episode to end with Kara saying she does like m*nel and wants to be with him? It’s not only extreme emotional whiplash, it’s completely laughable and honestly this was the worst episode for the writers to have put that scene because after seeing the intensity Kara defended Lena with, Kara saying she wants to be with someone who isn’t the person she spent all episode fighting for is just ridiculous. Frankly, I’m still convinced the writers just had little snippets of karamew dialogue they wanted to use at some point, opened up any episode script, and just cut and paste scenes into random locations because that’s how forced and out of place it was.

2x13 and 2x14: I can group these nauseating episodes because it’s the same thing over and over again isn’t it? Kara asks Mr. Misogyny to do something, he completely disrespects her wishes and does what he wants instead, and the ending scene? Aw, all is forgiven and everything is okay and look at how cute they are?????? *vomits*. They don’t talk about the very real problems in their relationship, the fact that he has no respect for her and what she wants but who cares because his horrifying behavior is still rewarded by getting the girl every time! #relationshipgoals am I right? No.

2x09 and 2x10 could probably have their own discussion too but this is already too long and the more I think about him, the bigger my headache seems to get… I’m sure it’s a coincidence, though.

Which, finally, brings us to 2x15 Exodus.

Again, loved this episode. We’re finally getting back to an actual plot with Cadmus and even got to see more about the Alien Registration. We got a fantastic Danvers sisters scene, amazing Alex and J’onn scenes, some real cute Sanvers, reporter Kara was back, they remembered James existed, m*new was in the background where he fucking belongs (even though he should be off the show completely), Dean Cain and Teri Hatcher were in the same episode though sadly didn’t interact (as were Teri Hatcher and Brenda Strong), and Lena Luthor(!!!<3) was back and holy shit, am I still flailing over those supercorp scenes! So yeah this episode was awesome.

And then came the end scene in Kara’s apartment with Kara and m*nel. Are you sensing a pattern here?

First of all, I wanted it to be Alex at the door. It should have been Alex because those two almost lost each other again in a way that is incredibly similar to Kara almost dying in space after pushing Fort Rozz away from Earth and Alex going into space to bring her back. So yes, it should have been Alex. But I knew it wouldn’t be, not while m*nel is on the show.

The first line I have issue with is “Supergirl is what I can do. Kara Danvers is who I am.” And before you say anything, yes I know it’s an easter egg. I know it’s a famous quote from The New Adventures of Superman and when you have both Dean Cain and Teri Hatcher in an episode, how can you not have a quote from that show? And for Superman, it’s a great quote. It absolutely works for him because he has two sides that are so different.

It does not work for Supergirl. Because while Supergirl is what she can do, she’s not Kara Danvers. Not really. She is Kara Zor-El, a Kryptonian through and through. Kara Danvers is the persona she took on at 13 years old to make sure no one found out who/what she really was. Both Supergirl and Kara Danvers’ secret identity is Kara Zor-El. So her saying “Kara Danvers is who I am”? It’s false and out of character and the writers should have chosen a better quote but their laziness is not really a surprise anymore.

And now the line that got a lot of people heated: “Maybe being Supergirl and having you is enough” is just ludicrous. And good God, the writers truly outdid themselves here because not only does this sentence completely erase what they just established 10 seconds ago (I agree with Supergirl being what she can do but not who she is) but it goes against everything we’ve learned about Kara since the pilot. The whole first season, she’s trying to balance being Kara Danvers and Supergirl. She doesn’t just want to be Kara Danvers anymore and she doesn’t only want to be Supergirl. She wants both. And it’s difficult and we see her struggle throughout the season with those sides of her life but she keeps on going because to her, it’s so worth it. She gets to help people no matter which identity she’s under and that’s all she’s wanted. So no, her settling for being Supergirl just when she was really starting to make a difference as a reporter is not enough. It’ll never be enough.

And of course, the “having you” part. The only, ONLY person the writers could have ever justified Kara saying this line to (even though it goes against everything we know about Kara) is Alex. Because Alex is her rock, the only reason she ever started to feel like Earth could also be home. The reason she flew into space and nearly blew out her powers trying to stop that spaceship because she would not lose her sister. And before you say anything, even if she had said this line to Lena, I would have obviously been giddy for a few seconds before wincing because it doesn’t matter who Kara says it to when it’s not true. And to do it in this episode? An episode where it was proven once again that Kara and Alex are the heart of the show only for them to have the audacity to downplay Alex’s importance to Kara and have her say that she’ll be okay so long as she has man hell? How dumb do the writers think their audience is?

But the writers are making a habit of belittling all of Kara’s actions in an episode in order to make it all about man hell again. 2x11, 2x12, and 2x15 are some of their stronger episodes this season. But they’re also the ones where the writers are trying to make man hell seem way more important than he actually is in those last scenes. And the writers are so spectacularly failing at that since there is no way such a badly written character can ever be considered important in those great episodes because he’s just not. And they’re choosing to showcase it in episodes where it would be the most obvious. The only thing the writers are doing is weakening a good episode by turning around and making it about monew again.

I truly don’t understand what has happened this season. I don’t understand how the writers are sending one message throughout an episode only to have Kara act like a completely different person around man hell in every ending scene just so they can cancel out that message. I don’t understand why they’re still bothering to call the show Supergirl when they’ve destroyed her character.

TL;DR Do you think Amazon will give me a partial refund on my season pass if I just return the end scenes of every episode or should I just cancel my season pass because every scene worth watching is on youtube?

12.10: vessel flailing

Is anyone else just… having emotions about how Cas described Benjamin’s vessel?

“She gave him everything.  She was his friend, he would never risk hurting her.”

This episode gives us not one, but TWO angels (Akobel and Benjamin) who knew Cas and who had functioning relationships with humans before Cas went rogue.  On the one hand, this makes him less unique; less of the one odd angel with a crack in his chassis.  On the other hand, this makes his choices mean so much more; because he’d been the hunter, he’d gone after angels that chose humanity.  And he still chose Dean and Sam.  (Also; ANYONE ELSE FLAILING OVER NAOMI’S LINE BEING ECHOED BY ISHIM???? AH!)

I’m going to go cry over Jimmy and Sam and EVERY SINGLE ANGEL VESSEL WE’VE EVER HAD.  Because HELLO, canon that Angels can care about their vessels and that the vessels normally maintain some contact with their angelic guests.  (You know, those nice functioning angelic/vessel relationships that we’ve NEVER gotten to see because we’ve only gotten insight into Gadreel/Sam, Lucifer/Sam, Lucifer/Cas, Claire/Cas, and Jimmy/Cas after Cas was ripped from Jimmy.)

And at the same time, this horrible horrible canon confirmation that most angels don’t relinquish their vessels ever.  Three angels, three that kept their vessels with them in heaven for more than a hundred years until they fell.  (Remember what Uriel told Anna?  “We’re not supposed to be down here, let alone take a vessel.”  That was the same vessel for Uriel, so somewhere between 1901 and 1978 there was a general ban placed on walking the Earth.  Maybe because of the Winchesters… maybe because of Akobel.)

I’m just… I am having so many emotions about Jimmy and Claire right now.  Because they had to trust Cas, and he doesn’t take trust lightly and he would have wanted to protect Jimmy as much as he could…  (Just imagine that whole day the first time Chuck brought him back.  Just this aching void where Jimmy had been, and Cas being so caught up in trying to deal with the Winchesters and Lucifer being free; not enough time to mourn, just the sense of loss and the ‘I let you down.  You trusted me.  And I’m the only one who came back.’)

And DEAN.

Just.  *FLAIL*

“We lost the Michael sword.”  So Michael had a vessel and either gave it up or something happened to them.  Which makes me wonder about Lucifer’s old vessel… if originally both vessels were kept in Heaven for the showdown and something happened.

And what happened to Cas’ female vessel?  Did he let her go, did she get to live her life?  Did she stay with him in heaven?  Was she there when he was sent into hell to rescue Dean?  Did he lose her there…

I know I only have like 2 followers but I think you all should read this Jensen/Misha story that I just finished.  It was AMAZING AND I'M STILL FLAILING OVER IT!

SERIOUSLY! READ IT NOW! It’s called THE PLOT and it’s so realistic.  I seriously think it all actually happened and the author secretly knows Jensen and Misha and wrote about their lives.  Really it’s awesome and I highly recommend it. 

Here’s the link …… [x]

10/10. Top notch.  Perfect. 

👍👌😉❤✔✔💯✔✔👍😄👌👌

6

#MICHONNE’S SMILE IS EVERYTHING

anonymous asked:

let’s say they felt they needed to kiss because they were put on the spot. they could have given a chaste kiss, lips on lips that’s it, and ppl would still be flailing over it. H has a gf and still he decides to pull T by his neck and still he decides to use a lot of tongue. That wasn’t necessary, that’s because he wanted to. Tarjei was quite pleased. The body language, the facial expressions, they did cause they wanted to, they clearly like making out with each other.

Exactly

Fandom Plea

Dear CS fandom,

You all are the most amazing, talented people I could ever imagine coming together to celebrate a show and a couple. I came to OUAT late in the scheme of things and at a very difficult point in my life. The actual hours of show footage are a drop in the bucket compared to the time I have spent devouring and loving fanfic and art. It is the fanfic that really made me such a CS shipper, far beyond the love I would have had for them if I only watched the show. It is the fanfic that helped me get through some days when it was hard to get out of bed. And @ouacspodcast that helped me fee like I was with friends enough to get in the car and go to the grocery store when my agoraphobia was at its worst.

I have made no secret on this blog of my saltiness about the direction of Season 6. But it hardly mattered to me because there has been so much glorious fan-made content to revel in. Please, please, please continue to create no matter what happens with the show. If it’s canceled, please keep helping me imagine what their Happy Beginning leads to. If Season 7 is about CS separated, I trust you all to make beautiful things out of our poor babies’ pain. If they kill Emma, well then we can just ignore that noise and live in the far more beautiful and logical world of fic and art. And of course, no matter what, please keep providing your thirsty readers and followers with AU retellings of this epic love. Ten years from now I will still happily flail over a new fake dating bed sharing CS fic!

In short, my love for CS has always been driven more by fanfic and art than by canon. The thought that this is the end of the road is too sad for me to handle. I beg of you, talented shipmates, please keep the Captain Swan love alive no matter what!

Love,
EB

favoritedarkness  asked:

My dear, I just came back from watching Alien and I am still flailing over the Fassy performance. I went it completely spoiler free and boy did it deliver. I don't know about those robots, but fucking hell I blew my fuses with every second and David/Walter screen time (hello there new kink). Gotta say, I do miss blonde David (wipes tear). He was my fave from Prometheus and that was before I went all gaga over Fassy LMAO!!!! There, flailing over ;-)

Hi!

Oh my god I‘m so glad you got to see the movie! I still have to wait 8 days! It’s torture! Then you confirm that Michael Fassbender once again stole the show? Great, this is GREAT! I am THRILLED! Oh dear, how did you manage to survive after having watched all the David/Walter scenes? How? I read a few spoilerish details about their relationship, and I’m already lost, falling into a bottomless pit full of fire!

He did look very handsome with blonde hair, but brown hair is fine too! He’s still fascinating, and his eyes… the intelligence behind them… I’m VERY excited all right… ;)

anonymous asked:

the Ideal vld sick episode would be lance and keith both getting sick and coran and allura frantically researching earth illnesses to take care of their bois

I’M YELLING EXTREMELY LOUDLY BECAUSE THIS IS PERFECT??? I WOULD SELL MY SOUL TO SEE AN EP LIKE THIS, HOLY SHIT. 

there’s so much potential behind a sick ep, too. like, how do space viruses differ from human viruses? are coran and allura immune? are there altean equivalents to human diseases? (also i want to know the canon reason why the healing pods don’t work on illnesses :^))

also– it would be so interesting to see how the dynamics of the group would change if one person was out of commission. or, alternatively, to see a group ep where the castle gets attacked and team has to fight while sick. or just have all the paladins catch something and have allura and coran (who are still not familiar with the concept of illness) flail over taking care of them

there are soooo many possibilities and still ~78 eps to go so!! @ dreamworks, please!! ! !

Care (Jungkook x Reader)

Drunk truth or dare is hardly ever a good idea.

Request: Jungkook: “Well shit, i didn’t think he’d actually DO it”

fluff + comedy, 1.9k words, jungkook/reader, normalverse


You decide that maybe, just maybe, letting your dumb friends (and boyfriend) start the game of drunk truth-or-dare before you got there was not a very good idea. But it’s too late now—you can only look on helplessly in horror as Hoseok rolls down the driveway in a sleeping bag, yelling “I’M A BURRITO, THE KIND THAT YOU EAT-O” at the top of his lungs whilst Jimin and Jungkook laugh themselves into tears from the sidelines.

“Hoseok, no—” you shout. Being the only sober person within three hundred feet, you’re the only one who sees where Hoseok is, inevitably, going to end up.

“I’M A BURRITO, THE KIND THAT YOU EAT-O, WHOOOOOO—“

Even with the benefit of foresight, you cringe when he rolls off the driveway and into the nearby ditch. The sleeping-bag-burrito lets out a shriek of surprise as it disappears down the slope.

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anonymous asked:

The assassin's comforting their S/O after they have a nightmare?

You bolted upright, cold sweat coating your body and breathing raggedly. The hellish world you had just been woken up from still burned hot in your mind and you could only feebly wrap your arms around your shaken form as you gently rocked back and forth on the bed. You were too distracted by your nightmare that you didn’t even notice Altaïr wake up and look at you concernedly with half-lidded eyes.

“Hey.” He sleepily spoke, but you didn’t acknowledge him; you were still staring blankly at the wall across from you.

“Hey.” He said clearer this time, but he didn’t get any response.

“Y/N!” Altaïr raised his voice a bit as he placed a hand on your shoulder, causing you to jolt slightly before flinching away from his touch. Altaïr sighed, he hated seeing you like this.

“Altaïr?” You whispered quietly as you finally got a hold of yourself and looked at the Syrian.

The minute you really registered that he was there and deeply worried about you, you practically threw yourself into his arms and hugged him tightly, trying to seek some sort of comfort.

Altaïr was thrown for a loop but nevertheless circled his arms around your form. The two of you sat like that for a while before you quietly whispered, “Thank you.”

_

Ezio was awoken from you tossing and turning from side to side with a look of distress on your face. He gently took a hold of your arm and shook you slightly, trying his best to wake you up. Your eyes flew open in an instant and when you were greeted by a face looking down at you your first instinct was to scream to push him away.

“Bella! Bella it’s me!” Ezio cried as he grabbed a hold of your flailing arms to keep you from hitting him.

You stopped yelling and panted heavily as you looked up at Ezio, “Ezio?” You quietly whimpered.

“It’s me bella.” He released your wrists and let them drop to your sides. “What happened?”

“There was this- and I- I, I,” You sobbed.

Ezio frowned and gingerly placed his hand on your cheek.

“It’s okay, it’s okay. I’ve got you. Nothing will hurt you, I promise.”

_

You didn’t know what had compelled you to disturb Connor’s sleep just because of some stupid nightmare, yet here you were trying to shake the bear of a man awake.

“Connor… Please wake up.” You quietly pleaded.

He groaned slightly in response and you instantly felt bad for waking him up and stopped shaking him as he moved into a sitting position.

“Y/N?” Connor yawned. “What is wrong?”

“I, I,” You stuttered before casting your eyes downward. “I just had a bad dream that’s all, you can go to sleep. Sorry for waking you.” You spoke quietly as you turned to the side, avoiding your lover’s gaze.

Needless to say you were surprised when you felt two warm arms wrap around your body and pull you backwards until your back was pressed against Connor’s chest. He rested his chin on top of your head, “Do you want to talk about it?”

You could only nod as you and Connor spent the next hour just talking, slowly putting you at ease.

_

Edward grumbled in annoyance as he threw his legs off the side of the bed as he sat up and wearily rubbed his eyes. When he woke up in the middle of the night and tried to pull you close to him all his hands met was pillow and sheets, so he decided to try and find you.

As he stepped out of his quarters he felt the night breeze against his skin, making his skin tingle slightly at the slight coolness of it. He padded barefoot across the deck of the Jackdaw and found you at the bow of the ship, sitting on the edge of it, your legs dangling over the side and cheek pressed against the banister.

Quietly Edward sat down beside you and looked out at the dark expanse of the sea, “You were gone when I woke up.”

You didn’t reply and continued staring out at the ocean.

“Can’t sleep?”

You shook your head and yawned loudly, raising your hand to cover your mouth in an attempt to muffle your yawn.

“I had a nightmare.” You quietly spoke as you tilted your head to rest on Edward’s shoulder.

“Anything I can do to help?”

“Just, just sit here with me. If that’s okay.”

“Anything for you.”

_

You were sitting quietly on your bed, trying to take deep breaths as you tried to forget about the nightmare that was plaguing your mind. It still felt so real, so vivid. You were surprised that you didn’t wake up screaming, instead waking in a cold sweat.

“Are you okay?”

You whipped your head to the side as you looked at Arno’s bare back from where he lay beside you. You were positive he was still asleep and you had tried your best not to wake him.

“I’m fine.” You murmured as you traced small patterns on the sheet that was covering your lap.

Arno was quiet for a few moments before replying, “You’re lying.”

“I just,” you sighed and ran a hand through your hair, “had a bad dream. That’s all.”

Arno sat up on the bed, allowing the sheets to fall to his hips as he turned and placed a hand on your cheek which you nuzzled into with a small smile.

Arno leaned forward and pressed a kiss on each cheek before pulling you down so you were lying with your head on Arno’s chest while his arm that was around your form gently stroked up and down your lower back, instantly lulling you into a much calmer state.

“Go back to sleep, I’ll be here for you.”

_

Jacob stirred slightly from his deep slumber from a faint, yet persistent noise. He made a small sound of annoyance hoping that was enough to stop his disturbance, but it continued. Scowling his reached up and rubbed the sleep from his eyes as he tried to wake himself up, then it finally registered.

He could hear crying.

It was your crying.

“Y/N!?” Jacob bolted up and turned towards you, feeling his heart hurt a little at the sight of you, curled up and rubbing at your eyes as tears seemed to endlessly stream down your face. “Whoa there love.” Jacob gently took a hold of your arm, causing you to turn and look at him before crying even harder. “It’s okay, it’s okay.” Jacob gently tugged you towards him until you were situated between his legs as he hugged you as close to him as he possibly could. “I’ve got you now.” He gently stroked your hair as your sobs quieted down. “That’s my girl.” Jacob gently cooed as you stopped crying and only opted for a quiet sniffle here and there.

The two of you sat there for what felt like an eternity before Jacob quietly ventured, “What happened?”

Your voice, cracky and hoarse from your earlier crying replied, “I had a terrible nightmare.” You arms circled around Jacob’s middle and hugged him tightly as you buried your face in his shoulder.

Jacob turned his head to press a kiss against your temple, silently telling you that you didn’t have to be scared anymore; that he was here for you.

_

“No, no, no, NO!” You suddenly awoke and started thrashing about on the bed, startling Evie awake and almost causing her to fall off the bed in surprise. Once she got over her initial shock she looked over at you, still kicking and flailing, and quickly reached out to grasp your wrists. “Let go of me!” You screamed as you tried to pull your wrists back and thrashed around even harder.

“Y/N it’s me!” Evie pressed your arms against your chest to try and still your movements before you hurt you or more importantly, hurt yourself. “It’s Evie!”

“Evie?” You repeated the name and it was as if you finally came to, blinking in confusion as you took in Evie’s look of concern as she looked down at you. “I, I,” You started shaking as you tried to tell her what happened.

“It’s okay.” Evie softly spoke as she released your wrists. “You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to.” She sat back on her heels and allowed you to move into a more comfortable sitting position on the bed.

You both quietly sat in semi-awkward silence before Evie quietly asked, “Do you want something to help? Tea maybe?”

You sighed softly, “That would be really nice. Thanks.”

Evie simply nodded before standing up and striding out of the room to brew you some tea, but not before giving you a tight hug and a quick but affectionate kiss.

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Cullen and Faelwyn got married at the Winter Palace, and then all the Orlesians barfed. 

The End. 

Meet and Greet (Part 4)

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A/N: So, it’s been a while since I’ve updated this! I finally got around to getting this done and I think it’s very long overdue:-)

Pairing: Dean Ambrose x Reader

Word Count: 1,403

Summary: After your little outing with Dean, you’re both already hoping to see each other again.

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Make Haru Laugh!

A/N: First lee!Haru fic, here I go! Thanks anon for the request, you might not remember it since it was months ago ^///^ But here it is, the long awaited contest, and with help from @ticklygiggles like always, I got many nice ideas and the plot in this fic escalated a little. I hope you like iiit<3

Summary: The guys are chilling at Makoto’s place, and when Haru refuses to laugh at the funny movie they’re watching Nagisa initiates a make Haru laugh contest. Friendly warning: Rin and Haru are a thing in this fic. 

Word Count: 1927


Haru was comfortable. He was content. Together with his Iwatobi swim club gang and boyfriend Rin he sat squeezed together on Makoto’s bed. 

Rin’s shoulder pressing tightly against his own, Makoto on his other side. Rei sat next to Rin, barely falling off the edge, and Nagisa lay sprawled across their laps. One cuddly mess they were.

They were having a movie night at Makoto’s, watching some good ol’ classic Scary Movie. The movie was okay, but what was more okay was spending his weekend with his friends and lover. It made him feel warm and fuzzy inside.

Bwahaha!” Haru jolted a little in surprise when Nagisa burst out in a very loud and bubbly laughing fit.

“I remember this part! It’s hilarious!” he cackled. Haru now noticed Makoto and Rin were laughing as well, and even Rei let out a few chuckles. Woah. Did he miss something?

“Don’t think that’s funny, Haru?” Rin asked as if he noticed Haru pondering over why they were laughing, and he probed his side with his elbow, making the serious swimmer blush. Haru never laughed at movies…

“Ehh, I…” Before Haru could even reply, Nagisa who apparently heard Rin’s comment caught on, and he turned his head with an excited grin.

“Dude, Haru-chan never laughs!” he said, and Makoto and Rei also got distracted by their chatter, and they looked away from the TV screen and suddenly Haru felt four pairs of eyes on him.

“He does!” Makoto protested, and Nagisa turned to face Makoto this time, rolling onto his other side and turning away from the TV. Haru shifted uncomfortably when it was almost as if Nagisa was pressing his face into his crotch, and he could hear Rin snicker softly beside him.

“Oh yes? When?” Nagisa asked, and yep, Makoto had to think too long about this. ‘That’s what I thought, Makoto,’ Haru thought with a smirk. He couldn’t remember ever laughing in Makoto’s presence, even after all these years. 

“Well, he does smile sometimes but.. laugh?” Makoto wondered aloud, doubting his earlier claim, and Rin laughed and shook his head.

“Trust me, he doesn’t,” he said. Haru smiled, silently agreeing with him. 

“I’m sure Rin-san knows,” Rei said, but Nagisa shook his head and pounded Haru’s stomach, making him force out a breathless ‘oof!”. 

“I disagree, disagree! Let’s make it a contest, whoever makes Haru-chan laugh wins an ice cone with three scoops of ice cream ready set go~! Rei-chan!” Rei who was partly distracted by the movie again ended up sputtering because of the sudden pressure on him, and he quickly straightened himself and cleared his throat.

“E-eh what?! Right.. What did the beach say when the tide came in?”

“….”

“Long time no sea! Hahah do you get it?” Not even Nagisa laughed, and poor Rei sighed in disappointment.

“Was that all you could do Rei-chan?” Nagisa giggled, and it may not have been visible from his expression but Haru was definitely enjoying the way Rei blushed in embarrassment.

“You should’ve given me more time!” Rei protested, and Nagisa laughed and reached out to pat his leg.

“I never counted down!” While Nagisa and Rei were quarreling about nothing, Haru glared at Rin and mumbled:

“You’re not participating are you?” Rin snickered and took a quick glance at Makoto who seemed to be in deep thoughts about his pun or joke, and he leaned to whisper his answer in Haru’s ear.

“Who knows. Maybe I am.” Haru blushed and turned towards Makoto when he asked for all of their attention.

“Okay guys I’ve got one! A swimming one. What stroke do you think sheep enjoy doing?” Makoto even held up his finger, a big smile on his face. That had to be a good one. 

Haru and Rin looked at each other, then Haru leaned a bit forward to see Rei’s confused expression, and he turned back at Makoto, shrugging.

“Sheep? Sheep don’t swim,” he said with a serious face.

“No, Haru. The answer is baaaaackstroke!” Makoto said it in such a funny sheepish way that even Nagisa and Rin started to laugh. Rei was still going over that joke, and Haru’s eye twitched.

“Who knew you could be so funny Makoto,” he commented dryly, and he looked up when he felt Rin tap his shoulder.

“My turn. Haru, look here.” Haru felt a small urge to laugh when Rin made the silliest face ever.

“PFfftt you look like a silly shark Rin-chan!” Nagisa laughed, and he took his phone and shot a few pictures. Rin held on for a little but when even making a ‘raaawwr’ sound didn’t get Haru to laugh, he sighed.

“Normally it works, I swear,” he whined. 

“You knew I was gonna do this one didn’t you? You just controlled your laughter by force,” Rin said, pushing Haru’s shoulder playfully, and Haru fell back against Makoto, not even trying his best to keep his balance.

“Nah. Jokes get old you know,” he said.

“You mean this once made Haru laugh?” Rei asked. Haru was so busy following conversations, Rei and Rin talking with each other, Makoto joining in, that he was only half aware of Nagisa moving around and bringing his hands to his sides.

“Heh, I thought Rin-chan would play this card but I guess it’s mine. Gather your pennies for that ice cream guys…” The blond playfully squeezed Haru’s sides, and it was as if the whole bed jumped when Haru jerked hysterically, a small gasp escaping his lips.

“Ohohoooo I think this really is gonna be my win!” Nagisa said, observing Haru’s reaction, and Rin, Rei and Makoto turned their attention to Haru who still lay against Makoto, squirming in an attempt to get up.

“No! Nagisa, don’t you dare,” he growled, but Nagisa tickled his sides again and oh nooo out came his laughter. His embarrassing, hideous laughter!

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Hey y’all! So for the Voltron Secret Santa @voltron-ss I managed to get the lovely and wonderful @craigtxt! They said they LOVED Lance (which is right up my McFreakin Alley) and Klance and cute stuff so this is the piece I came up with! I hope you like it~ and happy holidays :D

Title: Good God, Please Help These Boys

Word Count: 3,770

Pairing: Klance, background Shallura

Warning: None

Summary: Keith and Lance have been pining after each other for months. Their hopeless asses both turn to one person in their time of need so they can whine about how pretty the other one is.

Shiro didn’t sign up for this when he joined Voltron.

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“I hate him, Shiro.”

Shiro turns away from the papers to his desk and sees Keith, face down on his bedroom floor, looking about two seconds away from allowing his soul to ascend from his shriveled, miserable body.

He bites the inside of his cheek to suppress a giggle and pushes his chair back from the desk, internally rolling his eyes. “I’m pretty sure having a crush on someone is the opposite of hating them, Keith.”

“But I hate him,” Keith protests weakly, waving his arms haplessly in the air in front of him. “He’s annoying, and his jokes are dumb, and he’s too loud, and-“

“And you have a crush on him. You wouldn’t be sitting face down on my floor for the third time this month if you hated him, buddy.”

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The Cause is Clear

“We few who travel far, call to me, and I will come. Without mercy, without fear. Cry havoc in the moonlight, let the fire of vengeance burn, the cause is clear.”

Ellinara Lavellan is a devout First and takes the teachings of Mythal as protector and bringer of justice to heart. As Herald she’s forced into a Chantry role she never wanted, a confusing romance with a certain elven apostate, lots of political scheming, and decisions that could change everything. Or destroy it, if she doesn’t play the Game right. All the while the mark on her hand etches further and further up her arm, giving her untold power at a very steep cost, but she will use it in the hopes of providing real and lasting change for the People. She has no other choice.

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Lovely lovely banner art by @viva-la-dalish

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