#LOVERLY OTP

[gammacousin]

💜🌱💙 get-to-know-your-mutuals tag 💜🌱💙

Rules: When you get this, it means someone wants to know more about you, so list 5 things about yourself you want your followers to know! They can be as simple as your age or as complex as your deepest fear, as long as it’s something you’re comfortable with sharing. When you’re done and if you want to, send this to 10 people you want to get to know better!

Tagged by: @superblizzardfire & @im-the-letter-t

Thing 1: I have an adopted guinea pig ‘Elsa ‘Piggy Carter’’and small 6lb dog who is currently trying to eat my face ‘Obiwan/Ben’ with goals of adopting a lizard named Mushu or Toothless.

Thing 2: I’m a dancer, choreographer, and instructor—-dancing since 3 thanks to my loverly Grandma. So if you’re ever curious about the theatre/dance references in my writing, definitely a personal touch.

Thing 3: I’m a Marvel fan/Brutasha shipper! Shocking! Brutasha wise: They had chemistry in Avengers 1 so I’ve shipped them since then. And I’d really like to thank the Russo Ruiners for ruining my OTP with a dark pit of death. Big Bruce Banner fan since the ‘08 ish hulk-I think Ed Norton did a great job, I really enjoyed his portrayal, but Ruffalo is Bruce to me...I feel like he just adds those missing quirks the character has. I have decent Banner comic knowledge- just very into his character so because of that, I got into She-Hulk. Jennifer Walters is amazing. I have way too many sassy, women-empowering head canons for her so I’m hoping the show doesn’t disappoint. 🤞

Thing 4: I like Disney. Land over world. Epcot over Magic Kingdom. I can quote any cartoon verbatim from Snow White to Tangled. Beyond that gets fuzzy. Favorite movie is Little Mermaid for the pure genius and talent of Jodi Benson, Howard Ashman, Alan Menken and Jon Clemons.

Thing 5: I really truly love Leia Organa and all things Star Wars but! I’m also a Deanna Troi, Nyota Uhura fan much to the dismay of my predominantly Star Wars friend group. I just feel there are way more lessons to be learned in Star Trek about what it means to be human and to be accepting of everyone. 🤷🏻‍♀️ Data > C3PO

Tagging @westannatasharomanoff @billiebanner @romanofflullaby @marvel-fanboi @sheenu @enbyandangry @loonyasalovegood @broadwayfan92

Anyone else who I follow/follows me that I missed- go for it! I’d love to learn more about you!

[girlfriendsofthegalaxy]

veronica/christine for 1 and/or clem for 2 for the ask meme!!

oh my gorls my beautiful loverly gorls. this sort of turned into a courier/veronica/christine answer bc they are so tied together in my head

when I started shipping it if I did: the instant i met christine and went YOOOO!!! YOU??? THE ONE THAT BROKE VERONICA’S HEART??? GET THE FUCK BACK TO THE MOJAVE YOUNG LADY

my thoughts: i’m literally writing a novel to give them a happy ending

What makes me happy about them: i’m glad they got to have some time together before things imploded and christine left. i’m glad veronica is mostly all right when christine is gone and gets to leave the bunker and go procure things and see a little bit of the world. 

What makes me sad about them: elijah’s betrayal to both of them, everything that happened to christine. you the player discover so many bad things that have happened to christine after they also happen to you and you find out she’s been there before and i just. my poor girl. 

things done in fanfic that annoy me: one other person ships the courier/veronica/christine. out of six works in the tag i wrote four of them. 

things I look for in fanfic: i have not gone looking for a ton of it bc the fnv tag on ao3 is *sucks air through teeth* A Lot. more of them being happy together. i would read a million curtainfics tbh

Who I’d be comfortable them ending up with, if not each other: it’s hard for me to see them not end up with each other, although i think taking some time apart would probably be good for both of them? partly for christine to recover and figure out how to live outside the Brotherhood of Steel and partly for veronica to do some therapy about the abandonment issues she almost certainly has. i think red lucy, a somewhat nihilistic underground fight club leader, wouldn’t work well with veronica long term but i could see them having a fling

My happily ever after for them: please see my wedding night fic

who is the big spoon/little spoon: in my brain veronica sleeps in the middle of the courier and christine so she can keep an eye on both of them at once

what is their favorite non-sexual activity: being ever so slightly deranged scientists together. the lucky 38 is just one giant toy, let’s be honest, and by god would they have fun with it

clementine kesh (SPOILERS FOR PARTIZAN SO FAR)

How I feel about this character: horrible woman, should have never had power, was really warped by her mother and her upbringing, i wish so many things went different for her. not to go #istandwithher, but by god do i love an unapologetically powerful fictional woman

All the people I ship romantically with this character: gucci gucci gucci 

My non-romantic OTP for this character: i also like SI & clem as a political power unit, not a power couple. god they could have gone so far

My unpopular opinion about this character: idk i feel like i also align with the general fandom consensus: war criminal but fascinating

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon: i wish she got more airtime in the kingdom game. like i get why it shook out that way, and maybe jack had scheduling conflicts, but she seemed like she was a ton of fun to play

my OTP: clem/peace, also clem/gucci

my cross over ship: aria joie and clem would have a lot to talk about imo

a headcanon fact: your headcanon about the nail polish hurt me so much i can’t think of anything better

[rational-mastermind]

It’s the lovey-dovey month so I’m gonna do something entirely masochistic: I’m gonna be posting something related to an OTP every day! Drawing or writing it won’t matter. And of course this insane plan is already off to a loverly start, starting with the fact I forgot I was doing this till 1 in the afternoon and had struggled with getting it written before it got too late to count. So I’ll start off the month with some Trilbhan from Chzo Mythos! And the combined prompts picked from my forever-Valentine are:

“Hurry up before we regret it” & Kiss (on the lips)

Warning: It’s angsty.

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   There was little hope for escape. I was stressed and somewhat angry. I told my superiors at the STP that I didn't want to take this mission, but they forced me anyway. I told them I was wanted in America, but they didn't listen. Didn't think the Company was enough of a threat anymore.

   And now here I was, stuck in a holding cell yet again. Unfortunately they were smarter this time as well and removed the picks in my tie. I would have to be more creative with my escape.

   But that wasn't my current concern. I was currently pacing back and forth in my cell, praying they would hold up their end of the bargain.

   Suddenly the door opens and Siobhan O'Malley is pushed through. I'm already by her side to catch her fall as she trips. The door behind is is already shut and a slot opens for the thug that brought her to me to speak through.

   "There. Not a hair out of placed, as promised." he sneered.

   "For your sake, I'd hope so." I warned him.

   The slot closed and I helped Siobhan to stand again.

   "Trilby! I'm so sorry!"

   "Siobhan, this is exactly why I warned you not to come with me!" I scolded her. "I told you the Company wasn't to be underestimated."

   "I know, I'm so sorry." she sighed and frowned at the floor. "I thought I could handle myself..."

   "Yes, clearly in the span of 2 months you would've been a highly-trained operative and formidable opponent." I rolled my eyes.

   It was then I noticed just how guilty and awful she was feeling. I sighed. Scolding and being angry would have to wait. It wouldn't help her and heaven knows it's not going to get us out of here. I gently stroked her cheek.

   "Did they hurt you?"

   "No. But.." She looked up at me and I could see her really take in the way I looked. Her brows knitted together in worry as she visibly wilted. "...Oh... Trilby..."

   "Siobhan, I'm fine."

   "You're clearly not! They- Oh crap..." she gently cupped my face, her thumb brushing over a bruise that I'm sure was coloring nicely.

   "They were just... Returning a favor." I sighed and pulled her hands away.

   "And it was my fault they had a chance to do so."

   "It wasn't your fault."

   "Trilby it's literally my fault!" she argued.

   “I told you it would be dangerous.”

   “I know…” she sighed.

   “I told you what would happen if you followed me.” I looked down at the floor.

   “I couldn’t just let you do it alone.”

   “But you’re gonna regret it.. Every step you’ve taken to follow after me, I know you’re gonna regret it eventually.” I sighed sadly. “And then you’ll look at me with disgust… And hatred.”

   “Trilby… I couldn’t.. I could never…” Siobhan shook her head.

   I looked back at her and felt a familiar tug at my heart. One that’s been following me since the day Siobhan arrived at the STP for recruitment. I’ve been trying to ignore it. Trying to push it away.

   But then before I could pull away, drop it, stop it, something, anything, she pulled me in and kissed me.

   Of all the crazy things I’ve seen and done, I hadn’t ever once felt so terrified, and so wanting all at the same time than in that moment, as her lips brushed against mine, and I fervently returned the gesture. Her arms wrapped around me, as if afraid that if they let go, I would disappear back into the shadows where I belonged.

   We finally pulled away and I looked at her, puzzled, a little scared, and overwhelmed by a million things in my mind screaming at me about how this is wrong.

   “We… We shouldn’t do this.” I warned her, trying to be rational.

   “And give me one good reason why not?”

   “I could give you several! Y-you could get hurt. I can’t afford someone to be so close, Siobhan- Dammit, that’s why they used you as leverage! I’ve told you a thousand times already how this could only end so horribly. What if someone hurts you? What if you get killed? What if you hate me? What- What if you..”

   “If…?”

   “What if you… regret...this?” I force out, hating how close to home that felt for me. “What if you wake up tomorrow… And absolutely hate me?”

   “Then we should hurry and enjoy this… Before we regret it.”

   She kissed me again and I felt my resolve crumble away. I didn’t have it in me to feign distance, to pretend I didn’t care so much about her. To act as though I hadn’t fallen in love with her over the course of the months spent together already. How could I? As my lips explored hers and hands brushed over new, unknown regions, how could I possibly act like I didn’t want this exact moment?

   The outside world knew of the dangers lurking about us. It wouldn’t just leave us alone and ignore us. Even if we manage to escape, there would be another danger waiting around the corner. But for now… this would have to suffice. For now, we were safe.

   We pulled apart for air and I felt dizzy. Siobhan frowned again.

   “Trilby? You okay?”

   “To be perfectly honest? It’s...been a long day.” I admitted and gave a small smile. “Long trip. A few good blows to the head.”

   “Oh! Oh crap, you’re right. Here let’s-”

   She lead me over to the cot in the darkened corner. I rearranged the flat pillows on it to prop up against the wall so I could comfortably sit back. Siobhan slid up against me, arms wrapping securely around my waist and we sat together, alone in the dark.

   “You gonna be alright?”

   “I promise you, I’ll be perfectly fine.”

   I gently felt out her jaw and tilted it so I could lean in and kiss her again. We kissed passionately, reveling in the way the other felt. In the comfort only the other could provide. I was kissing down her neck, hands traveling further down ahead. She sighed blissfully and just as we were really getting into it….

   The door opened again.

   I couldn’t stop them from taking her away.

   Believe me I tried my best, but I was out-muscled.

   And I was alone again.

[wildcard47]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: My Fair Lady (1964) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Henry Higgins/Eliza Doolittle Characters: Henry Higgins, Eliza Doolittle Additional Tags: All I Want Is An OTP, Full of Pompous Bombasity, Who Curses Secretly, Oh Wouldn't It Be Sexy, You Are Cordially Invited To A Seduction, Verbal Sparring, Pre-Sexytimes, No Disrespect to Lerner & Loewe Summary:

Eliza returns to 27A Wimpole Street, but she does not, in point of fact, fetch anyone's slippers.

[chibinightowl]

3. “Surely you’re mistaken, for I couldn’t have done something so idiotic.” with Tim and someone else

Someone else? Anyone? Well, in that case… BRO OTP!!!

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There are times Kon really wants to punch Tim in the face. Like a full on, no holds barred, I’m-gonna-send-you-to-the-sun, kind of punch. It doesn’t happen often, but when it does he knows he needs to fly around the Earth a few times to get the urge out of his system.

Because damn, is it strong.

Especially today. But what sucks about today is that it’s not entirely Tim’s fault that he wants to punch him.

Sort of.

Raven says the spell will wear off soon enough, so until it does, he’s stuck babysitting a Tim Drake who seems to be channeling his inner Brit for all he’s worth. Kon has even sent a video to Alfred just to see if the accent is on point.

Of course it is. Because why wouldn’t it be? Tim can probably replicate a Cockney accent at the drop of a hat (he knows Jason can, thanks a recording Tim made where the Red Hood got his musical theater jollies on and did a killer rendition of Wouldn’t It Be Loverly?), so at least this is a few steps above that.

Kon settles on heading down the gym to see if that helps. The Tower is on lockdown to ensure Tim can’t escape, so he’s not overly concerned about leaving him in the living room. Something about the spell seems to have made his friend believe he’s in Victorian London, so all knowledge of computers and the Tower security systems has gone right out the window too.

He’s just getting into his rhythm when the elevator pings quietly, the doors opening to reveal his bespelled friend.

“Tim,” Kon tries, lowering his weights. There’s the faintest hint of red sunlight in the room, giving him the ability to lift weight while having to actually work at it. “What are you doing here?”

His friend looks around in interest, cocking his head to the side as he takes everything in. “The programme ended and I was uncertain as to how to play the next one.”

Kon smirks. “Nice try. Netflix automatically starts it for you.”

Tim has the grace to look shamefaced at being caught. “Exploring seemed much more entertaining, so I pressed the button on the lift like you did. You’re supposed to be looking after me, according to Miss Cassie.”

Cassie can yell at him later for leaving Tim alone. He needs some space. “You hit every button on the inside, right? How was the ride?” Kon outright laughs at the thought of Tim pressing the button for every floor, the turbolift going up and down faster than anything this version of Tim has ever experienced.

His friend puffs up indignantly. “Surely, you’re mistaken. I couldn’t have done something so idiotic as that.”

“You think that’s idiotic?” Kon shakes his head. “Tim, some of the things I’ve seen you do could be considered legendary. Like the time we went to Japan to see Hiro and got to fight in an actual robot in the middle of Tokyo? I know you had a nerdgasm on that trip, even if you were lying out your ass telling me you didn’t. Or the time when you took the Batplane for a joyride and let Bart pilot…”

The list goes on and on. Soon enough, Kon finds himself seated on the mats with Tim across from him, eagerly absorbing every word. Never once has he ever worn that expression around him and while Kon wants his friend back to normal, this is actually okay. A lot better than the holier than thou attitude he was getting upstairs, which, now that he thinks about it, was probably a defense mechanism. 

It makes him feel like an ass.

“Your adventures sound absolutely brilliant,” Tim is saying. “I must say, you live quite an extraordinary life.”

Kon shakes his head and reaches out to his friend, drawing him into a headlock that Tim struggles and fails to escape from. He hopes the security cameras capture this moment because it never happens. Ever. “You mean we, Tim. It’s you and me until the day we die and even then, I doubt that’s gonna stop us for long.”

Superboy and Robin. Robin and Superboy. Just like their mentors, there can’t be one without the other.

[kana7o]

Sorry for shitty phone camera quality! I was too lazy to scan just doodles properly kjdfghsdfdf

[stormeko]

Solo for 002? :D

Ohai Loverly! :D

How I feel about this character: I really like Solo. He’s not a favorite but I like him

All the people I ship romantically with this character: No one really tbh. 

My non-romantic OTP for this character: Uhh idk maybe him and Geo?

My unpopular opinion about this character: I don’t think I have one

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon: Him and Geo playing Burger Quest togethermy OTP: N/A for him sadlymy cross over ship:Can I say my oc Tangle just because of an au rp I had? a headcanon fact: He almost 100% Burger Quest before Laplace deleted his file (I just cam eup with that one the spot)

[miranthia]

Macarenna Eyecons by ~Miranthia