#otp: i think about you all the time

[forbescaroline]

235 FAVORITE SHIPS OF ALL TIME (ranked by my followers) 129. eve polastri and villanelle - killing eve

[jessmalia]

Dear Bonnie, I’m a coward. I should be saying this to your face, not writing this letter, but I know if I do you’ll talk me out of running away from all my problems. You’re gonna make me face a future without Elena and you’re gonna help make me the best man I could possibly be, the same way she did. And I’m absolutely terrified of failing you both. So, I’m leaving. Because I’d rather let you down once, than let you down for the rest of your life. And I hope it’s the happiest life. Because you, Bonnie Bennett, are an amazing woman, a mediocre crossword puzzle player and my best friend. 

With great love and respect, Damon.

[bertoyana]

charles and erik with each other: oh dear, oh dear. gorgeous 🥺👐 charles and erik with the villain of the week/the x-men: K1LL YOURSELF 🔥🔥🔥

X-Men: First Class (2011) | X-Men Apocalypse (2016)

[lover-of-mine]

[riothegreenwitch]

Coryo and Lucy Gray are so “you say I killed you? Haunt me then” coded

[lucy-moderatz]

I'll never leave. Not even if you kill me.

[esmes]

look at me baby, dead in my eyes it's the end of our holiday, but it isn't goodbye carry me with you all of the time eat of me baby, skin to the bone body on body, until I'm all gone but I'm with you, inside

🎥 @theriddletrades

[hadesknockedupintheunderworld]

What was the moment/scene that officially cemented you as a Sontails shipper? Or was it multiple?

Ah good question!

So if you've seen my sontails/sonine posting you've probably heard the story of me getting into sontails (no worries if you haven't)

Just to summarize, my journey started with Sonine and Movie!Sontails. The Grim scene in S1 E6 of Prime and the entire bar scene in Movie 2 just blasted me with second hand embarrassment (the good kind) that (despite me being eh about shipping them at that time) made be seriously go "Okay if just brothers why are these scenes directed this way". Sonic's feelings aside, I felt I knew in those moments that Nine and movie!Tails had possibly been written to have a subtextual crush on Sonic, and strong feelings in general. This was...my gateway.

But an "officially cemented" moment is a bit hard for me to specifically narrow down. I can tell you that by the time I'd been checking the Sonine tag after starting S2 of Prime and finished S2 I had to come to terms with the fact that I genuinely saw something there between the two of them (and was feeling frustrated that no one else was seemingly seeing it). At that point I'd settled as "I like Sonine but that doesn't mean I have to like all of Sontails".

Then I rewatched movie 2 a couple times and had to (similarly) come to terms with the fact that I was genuinely frustrated to not really see other people commenting on what I'd seen as potential subtext regarding Movie!Tails' feelings and that I liked this version as well.

So my gateway into Sontails was Prime and Sonic Movie 2, but accepting I liked most versions of Sontails/Sontails in general and not just a few specific versions was a bit of a slow journey. All I can say is that by the time I finished playing Colors Ultimate and got well into the Archie comics I knew I enjoyed Sontails just as much as I had come to enjoy Sonine, and was equally as obsessed with the dynamics.

[kaidanalenkosprmanager]

THE BEST OF SHENKO 1/?

The end of the world has a way of reminding you of all the things you forgot to say do. Mass Effect: Legendary Edition (2021)

[totentnz]

@silverv-week day 1 // soulmates

set in: au: watch the world burn, circa 2018 v & johnny are soulmates but it's complicated, this is probably confusing for those unfamiliar with my v & my AUs but this was fun!

"you still talkin' to v?"

"who?"

"v. you two were... nevermind."

johnny hadn't seen her in months, he genuinely forgot about her. though that didn't mean he wasn't thinking about her. he used to run into her all the time - by accident, but these days she was nowhere to be found.

a cracked cellphone screen reminded him of her, about that time he asked around about her day job on a hot summer day and how he ended up at a tech shop in some alley, an annoyed v sitting inside, fixing some gonk's gunked up phone.

he entered the shop, a bell rang as he opened the door, she was unphased by the sound. the place was small and somehow it was even hotter inside. the netrunner was the only person inside though light spilled out from the room in the back. a speaker was sitting on her desk, slipknot was playing at what he guessed was maximum volume.

"you work in this dump?" he asked, his voice raised in an attempt to overpower corey taylor. v had been mouthing the lyrics of the song but stopped as soon as she heard him though she continued to move her head to the rhythm of the song.

"no, i'm here 'cause o' the wicked vibes." there was sarcasm in her voice which seemed uncalled for, this place must've been heaven for any runner, so much information was stored on these devices and folks were even paying you to take it off of them.

she was prying the protective layer off the phone in her hands when she pointed at a screen on her desk. "input whatever's wrong with it on there. then give it to me." she explained, not even looking up at him, clearly customer service wasn't her forte.

johnny wasn't here to have anything fixed however so he placed the laptop he had brought with him on her desk. "i can't help ya if ya don--" she began as she placed her tools down, clearly ready to give him an ear full but stopped when she took a look at the device.

"huh." she tilted her head and looked at him, then back at her laptop. she grabbed it and opened it up, typing something in before closing it again. "where'd you find this?"

"in my car. where ya left it." he replied and she finally looked at him now, scanning him from head to toe. she took her time and it was all there: the lingering gaze on his cock and prosthetic in combination with a quick bite on her lower lip. she knew who he was and it got him excited for the inevitable revelation.

"oh. it's you." she paused for a moment and he gave her his best shit-eating smirk - she squinted. "jimmy?"

"johnny." he corrected, there was no way she was being serious right now, she had to recognise him, he was known for more than just his music, especially in night city. "silverhand. hired ya for a gig yesterday?" he tried to jog her memory though her gaze remained unchanged.

"right, right. 'course." she pointed at his arm and then at his face, nodding. "thanks." she tapped the closed laptop with her fingers before placing it underneath her desk. she leaned back and looked at him again before resting her feet on the table. johnny pulled up a chair and sat down, crossing his arms.

"so, johnny silverhand. got a feelin' ya didn't return this outta the kindness o' ya heart." she grinned and with a flick of her wrist checked the time on her watch.

truth be told he wasn't sure why he decided to find her, if she wanted her shit back she should go look for it herself but she had intrigued him last night.

the second random encounter was perhaps the best one: he didn't expect to see her there in her stupid little borg-burger uniform, putting on her best customer service voice, being nice. he found out later that she was fired from that job, supposedly she assaulted a customer after they were being rude, that was more like her. sometimes when he would enter the diner late at night after a show there was a tinge in his chest, half expecting half hoping for her to be there but she never was there to wait his table.

when he was on stage, looking down at the pit he often thought he saw her moshing with some guy like she used to when they were... not dating but it was never her. they idea of her being there -- or perhaps her absence lit a fire in him though and the performance that followed was fuckin preem every time.

but she wasn't on his mind and he didn't want to know where she was or what she was up to. she was just another pair of tits that mixed in with countless others, a few nights of fun, meaningless.

---

"'member johnny?"

"who?"

"johnny. you got his signature on your ass?"

"riiiiight. actually, it's on my thigh."

the image of him did flick through her mind every now and then, like the dias she used to look through when she was working at the retro store.

he taught her about lucky cigarettes, cursing her with the memory of him every time she opened a new pack, maybe that was the reason she swapped to rolling her own.

she had just pulled a cigarette from a freshly opened pack and was about to start smoking it when he stopped her.

"what're ya doin'?" he almost yelled, taking a step towards her to pull it out of her mouth.

"what?!" this irritated her, she needed that smoke right now and could do without his little games.

"never heard of lucky cigs?" he placed his own cigarette between his lips and took the pack from her.

"it's a lil' ritual." he explained and with a flick of his finger he flipped the cigarette around.

"pick a random cig," he raised the hand holding the flipped one slightly.

"put it back in, that's the lucky one." he winked.

"ya don't say." she retorted, rolling her eyes and taking the pack back from him with some force.

"ya smoke that one last." he pointed at the pack and v pulled out a different cigarette, placing it between her lips.

"if anyone wants to bum one and it's the lucky one." he exhaled some smoke into the cold night air. "they buy ya a new pack." he reached into his pocket with his free hand to get his lighter.

"how often does that happen?" she asked and johnny leaned in to light it for her, the fire illuminated his face, bringing out all his beauty and flaws at the same time. as she took the first drag and their eyes locked onto each other she wondered what she looked like to him.

"more often than ya might think." he shrugged and leaned back, putting some distance between them.

occasionally when she entered the atlantis she would scan the bar for his figure, she still owed him a drink or maybe he owed one to her, she wasn't sure. she would listen to rogue talk about him - they were fucking now - and conveniently disappear whenever he would show up.

one day she noticed that there were no more samurai patches on her backpack. she did enjoy their music even before she started fucking the rocker, though she never admitted that to him. the patches were constantly rearranged and maybe she had forgotten to sew those back on, replaced them with other bands, better bands.

after some time she forgot all about him. she knew who johnny silverhand was, especially after he went out with a bang, but none of the moments they shared were attached to that name, he was some guy she had fun with, nothing more.

[luosaugury]

I came up with a more detailed backstory for my Warden Rook, and surprisingly, his guilt complements Neve's fear quite well. It's unintentional, which makes me quite proud of myself lol

Details under the cut I guess

Rook had a loving family. His mother, his younger brother (Émile), and an old mabari dog that his mother told him was his father's.

Rook never knew his father, or at least doesn't remember him. He knows his father left them when he was about 3 years old, and his brother was about 1yo. His mother rarely spoke of his father, and as a child Rook noticed and didn't ask, despite not knowing why.

Émile was 8 when his magic manifested. Rook was 10. He cried and trying to fight the Templars to stop them from taking his brother away. Émile was always a gentle child, always following Rook around, a crybaby. Rook refused to believe that his brother could ever be a monster just because he happened to have magic. The Templars treated Rook like an upset child throwing a tantrum and tried to calm him by gently telling Room it was for Emile's own good, that they were also protecting Émile from threats Rook couldn't protect him from, like demon possession, or other people's hatred.

Rook (eventually) believed them. Or at least he tried to.

A year later their mabari dog died during the harshest days of winter, along with any link left to Rook's father.

Rook believed the templars. Some of them were kind. Others less so, but he knew if he worked hard and sent coin, his brother would have an easier life in the Circle. There was never enough for letters, but Rook took comfort in knowing (believing) he helped.

Rook always thought that one day he would earn enough to pay for his brother's release, just like how prisoners would be once they served their terms or paid enough.

Then, when Émile was 18yo, Rook received a letter from the Chantry notifying him of his brother's failing his Harrowing, and "regrettably met his untimely demise."

In his grief, Rook couldn't see that his mother was grieving too. Rook decided to empty his coffer, buy things for his mother, pay the templars to smuggle Emile's ashes out. Then he joined the Grey Warden.

At this decision, his mother stopped talking to him. Rook thought his mother didn't understand that he just wanted to do something good. Being a warden is a noble thing. Why won't she understand?

He spent a few years in the grey wardens, making friends, flirting around without any intention for settling down. He felt free, and with purposes. Maybe Émile would approve of him. Maybe he would even forgive him for failing to be there, to protect him.

He went on a mission for months, and came back to learn the news that his mother had died. The funeral had been weeks ago. She passed away in her sleep.

He returned to his childhood home after years of being away. After years of not talking to his mother. There had not been any clearing up. He found a stack of letters in a box addressed to him.

Except the contents had been water damaged. The letters were illegible. His mother's attempts at communicating with her only son left were for naught. He never learnt what his mother thought of him, of his decision, or if she ever forgave him or understood that he had simply run away.

He wanted to ask her if the reason she was so mad with his decision to join the wardens was because his father had been a warden too, and he'd left because he'd had to go to his Calling, leaving a scar on his mother's heart. He heard stories, rumours of another warden with the same surname as his, but there was never any concrete proof. He wanted to ask if she had been afraid of losing her only son left, but couldn't do anything to stop him.

Rook's guilt and fear, then, is failing to be there for his loved ones when they needed him the most. That he keeps losing people without any chance for last words.

So when he meets Neve, he wants to believe in his own promise too. That he'd always be there for her. This one he doesn't want to lose.

[lesbianuravity]

breaks down your door

WEISS’ GIVING HER WHOLE HEART TO YANG WITHOUT REALISING IT BUT KNOWING SHE WOULDN’T BREAK IT

‘yang would never lie to us!’ / ‘i know we’re not as close, but i’m here for you, too.’

YANG’S TRUST IN WEISS THAT SHE’S NEVER BROKEN BECAUSE WEISS HAS ALWAYS BEEN BY YANG’S SIDE WHEN SHE NEEDED SOMEONE THE MOST TO THE POINT SHE WAS THE FIRST ONE YANG FOUND AFTER THEY WERE SEPARATED ‘i missed you so much.’  (i missed you, too.)’ (’yang, are you okay?’) ‘it’s okay if you’re not okay.’

[spxcesuits]

devastating when ur otp and notp are constantly brought up in association with e/o just bc they both have the same character and are compared even tho the dynamics are not that similar at all 😔

[lover-of-mine]

Fought 'til you tethered me, swept under surfaces, never enough of it...

[letstrywritingmaybe]

Ao3 being down is always so tragic for me, I literally bounce back between two sites, and one is taken from me. Which means I have to work on my WIPs or read my library books (I finished reading the joy luck club today). I really should be trying to figure out something for duncney week but my muse is just not biting. Instead I’m about 3k into an extra chapter for something I wanted to remain a one shot (granted I set it up for more… I just have a hard time keeping fics to a one and done deal I guess)

[leslieseveride]

can't wait for tim to immediately slap lucy with that scott wrigley guy from 1x02 after she tells him she's pregnant.