#otp: sometimes ridiculous

[everybodyknows-everybodydies]

miralda, the cartographer

the cartographer: a crossroads, exploration

“Left or right?”

The gelid walls of the lower Midden, rimed and somehow still wet as they are, seem to swallow sound where they should instead echo back. Likely it is some fault of the carpet of cobwebs, catching whispers just as well as whatever unfortunate small prey find themselves here. The creak of ice and a distant drip-drip are harder to place in one’s surroundings, softened so. Despite all this and the quiet skittering from elsewhere, the way they’ve come has been relatively unimpeded. She could almost think the path cleared in advance.

The master wizard looks at her again, expectant, and Faralda says aloud, “You’ve seemed perfectly capable of charting the course thus far. I am, in fact, still unclear why you’ve brought me along at all.”

“Well, you make a decent torch,” says the master wizard lightly, and turns left.

Something twitches in her brow. She measures her steps shorter, so as not to outpace her. “I see. Have you been wasting in administrative work so long you’ve forgotten how to cast a magelight?”

In answer, a flick of black-gloved fingers puts a ball of frozen light overhead, silvering the webbing matted along the floor and ceiling as brightly as the argent shot through her dark hair. “Satisfactory?”

“Unsurprising.” The master wizard glances back with a start. Faralda ducks under a long strand of cobweb dangling from the ceiling, one arm overhead to keep it from catching. “You brought me along for a job you do yourself anyway.”

The master wizard halts abruptly, stands like a very short spire amid a sea of spiderwebs. It is, though, finally, Mirabelle’s wry sliver-smile that casts her way when she says, “Are you suggesting I have trouble delegating?”

“What did the Psijic really want?” She shifts her jaw, does not move to brush the thin white thread from Mirabelle’s shoulder despite the thought thrumming down her arm into her fingertips. “To have us traipse through the Midden in the dark? In search of—?”

“I didn’t leave it that dim,” objects Mirabelle. Then her mouth sets, thin and grim, and she holds up a hand, steeled eyes caught on something on the floor.

Faralda looks down. A perfect heelprint, disturbing the spiders’ work, stiff and sharp and not from the sort of boot any of theirs would wear. Understanding, she takes a step in the direction it points, and finds another half a print just under the length of her own stride.

The path, it seems, has indeed been cleared in advance.

“I will hope,” the master wizard murmurs, “that no Psijic advised our pioneer to pay a visit to the Augur as well.” She straightens herself, braced for whatever they may find ahead. “‘Your efforts should be directed toward dealing with the aftermath.’ That is what the Psijic had to say. He could not, or would not, say the aftermath of what. And the unfortunate thing about aftermath is that it comes—after.”

“That is generally the case, yes,” Faralda says, voice lowered to match hers. “Helpful of him.” Vague but urgent, just as he had seemed at the gate—the Psijic had materialized, seemingly to his own surprise as much as hers, halfway up the incline to the gatehouse, and busied himself straightening his fine yellow robes.

He had not bothered to introduce himself. He had not needed to, in truth. I believe one of my colleagues, he had said instead, to interrupt her interrogatory inhale, spoke with one of your colleagues? And she had thought of their archivist, one thumb pressed to the worried corner of her own mouth in thought, telling her, There was something—someone else, there, in Saarthal—

With her magelight caught again in her palm, the master wizard studies the distance between the prints. “It is Ancano that’s always putting himself where he’ll look taller when you come by, isn’t it?”

“I haven’t noticed such a thing.”

“Haven’t you? Hm.” She cups her other hand around the light. “Onward, then.”

Toward, optimistically, somewhat more auspicious augury, and not a prowling Thalmor or three. Regardless, Faralda takes a breath, readies a precautionary ember at the tip of her tongue. “I see now. I’m not a torch; I’m a ruler.”

“Please,” Mirabelle admonishes. The shadows of her fingers round her magelight flicker across her cheeks, make them look hollower than they are; stark contrast even as she continues with her solemn expression never faltering, “You are at least a yardstick.”

[allylikethecat]

January OTP Prompts

Fun fact! I live in a place that is not cold. However, it has been absolutely freezing the last week to the point where I am currently looking at a North Face puffer coat on the internet and trying to figure out if I order it, if I will still be cold in the 3-5 business days it says it will take to arrive. I have decided to inflict this misery upon Fictional!Matty, however, he at least has a warm coat. I have a denim jacket and a Noah Kahan hoodie.

10. Bundled up

Matty shivered, and wrapped his arms tighter around himself, as he trailed after George. He sniffled and reached up to wipe his runny nose with the sleeve of his parka. He adjusted his scarf to cover more of his face, his fingers feeling clumsy in his mittens. He was bundled up in a long sleeve tee shirt, a heavy sweater, the parka, a heavy knit scarf, and a beanie and he was still freezing. He halted, wincing as a gust of wind tore down the street, sending another shiver up his spine. He didn’t even remember what being warm felt like as they made their way through the snow covered street. 

Jamie had bought him the warmest winter parka he could find in apology when he realized the tour schedule was going to take them to Canada during the winter. Matty was very adamant that he did not do weather colder than London. Even London was too cold for him in the winter. Despite wearing multiple pairs of socks and an extremely unstylish pair of Sorel boots, Matty still couldn’t feel his toes. He would have started crying ages ago if he wasn’t worried that his tears would literally freeze to his face and cause some kind of permanent damage. The strip of skin around his eyes was stinging from the wind and he wondered if it was possible to have already developed frostbite. He wasn’t sure how anyone even lived here, people weren’t meant to be out in these kinds of conditions! He was glad that even their most loyal fans had realized that camping for the concert in this weather was a bad fucking idea. He didn’t even want to be walking down the street, their destination hopefully ahead, he couldn’t imagine them sleeping in tents to see his sniffly ass up close. 

Yet, George was happily plowing ahead, looking at directions on his phone, dragging Matty to some underground used record shop he had seen on instagram that was supposed to be the place to find obscure vinyl. If Matty had realized that around the corner from their hotel meant, around the corner and then straight on a mile and a half he would have insisted on Ubering, or staying behind in the warmth of the hotel room, wearing the complementary slippers and a bathrobe as he made use of the steam shower to try and loosen some of the mucus in his chest. 

“You coming?” George called over his shoulder, his warm breath visible in the cold air. Matty wanted a cigarette but there was absolutely no way he could light it, let alone hold it with how bundled up he was, and he was not sacrificing wearing a mitten even for a fag. He’d also have to pull down his scarf, exposing his face to the elements which was another nope. 

“I think I’ve frozen to the sidewalk,” Matty complained which just made George grin wider, amused by his misery. 

“That just means you need to walk faster,” he teased, picking up his pace as Matty groaned. 

Day: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9

[malkaleh]

Have some Robert/Elizabeth knife kink apparently. This is set in my Tudors OT3 verse not long after their marriage. Also I do have outfits in mind here. Note for explicit content/knife kink.

“I’m going to ride you.” Elizabeth let’s the sheathed dagger trail down his naked chest, underlying her control. “And you, Robin are going to scream my name so loudly that bitch of a courtier will know not to try touching what” she pauses, pressing in a little with the knife “doesn’t belong to her”

“No. Take them off slowly - give me a show good enough and I might let you touch me after you do.”

He strips slowly, oh so slowly with Elizabeth saying the filthiest things that he’s ever heard, as though he’s merely a toy for her - and there’s something so incredibly arousing about it, something that makes all his thoughts disappear in a haze - as though he’s a whore in a brothel, there to be displayed for her. 

When he’s naked, finally - Elizabeth is still clothed, maddeningly but she pushes him onto the bed and fuck, he cannot remember ever being harder in his life and yet, yet he’s not going to come until she tells him he can - she has him that enchanted and Robert has never been happier. 

“I’m going to tie you to the bed Robin. And then, then I’m going to make you scream my name so loudly that that bitch of a woman will know exactly who you belong to and exactly what she is never going to get.”

She stops a moment, fully clothed, toying with the dagger that he’d gifted her. 

“If you will it?”

In her words is a hesitancy, a willingness to stop if he wishes - the safety and the love in all of it. 

“Whatever you would, my mistress.”

Say the word and I will stop. I will always stop. It is in his Bess’ eyes even as she smirks down at him. 

“Maybe I’ll carve my initials into your skin - mark my dagger and mark my husband? Would you stay still while I did it, while I fuck you?”

He takes it back. He’s never been harder in his life now - he thinks about Elizabeth above him, about her hands on the dagger he gave him, the slight sting as she lightly shapes her initials into his skin, makes tangible what is already true. Thinks about how she might do it while sitting on his face, might let him fuck her with his tongue and christ, he’s so close. 

There’s a satisfaction in how quickly Elizabeth sheds her clothes and both of them are thanking everything for the new fashions that make it so much easier to do so - the Ottoman style trousers, shifts, gowns and coats have far far less to undo. 

She ties him with her sash, grins wickedly at her work. 

Elizabeth is already wet when she guides Robert’s cock into her. In fact she thinks she has never been more so - the way he’s tied with her sash, with her ring on his hand, obeying her words - it’s a rush that almost makes that bitch of a courtier trying to flirt with her husband worth it, to see him beneath her, looking up at her with utter and complete devotion. 

Robert watches Elizabeth stop, then start again - she never quite gets into a rhythm - instead alternating between fast and slow riding him, whispering filth into his ear (“aren’t you so good for me, lying still while I take my pleasure on your cock” “I want to fuck you where everyone can see - or perhaps in a alley like some filthy slut” “you look like you belong in a harem Robin - laid out for my pleasure alone”) and then, then she takes out the dagger. It’s beautiful. 

It hardly hurts in truth, when Elizabeth traces the knife across his hip - he’s had worse cuts from accidents and he almost, almost wants more - the cool knife on his hot skin, the way Elizabeth is so graceful in her work means he ends up urging her to go deeper, more, more - mark me Bess. She just smirks and is even gentler which makes him moan and beg. In the end, Robert doesn’t think he’s ever come so hard, especially when Elizabeth orders him to scream her name. 

He hopes the whole fucking palace heard them. 

[the-fairy-king-by-nightingale]

guide to fanfiction terms :D

AU: AKA alternate universe. Puts canon characters into a different setting.

Canon: Original material/happened in the original piece of media that the fanfiction is based on.

Crack: Written intentionally to be absurd/ridiculous. Will sometimes be labeled as "crack treated/taken seriously" if the author of the fic acts like the story isn't crack.

Crossover: Two different pieces of media combined into one fanfiction.

Dead Dove: Do Not Eat / DDNE: Contains what could be labeled as "morally reprehensible" content, and might be disturbing to many audiences. For example, fics containing cannibalism, noncon, serial killers, etc may be labeled as DDNE.

Drabble: Occasionally used to describe short fanfics, but most often/originally used for stories containing exactly 100 words.

Fanon: Is not part of the original material (is not canon), but is an idea/concept widely accepted within the fandom.

Fluff: Wholesome, cute fanfiction usually containing little-to-no conflict/angst.

Gen: No sexual/romantic relationships.

Headcanon: An idea/concept believed to be true (NOT fanon because headcanons aren't always widely accepted in the fandom).

Het: Short for heterosexual; the fanfic focuses on a heterosexual/romantic relationship.

Hurt/comfort: Pretty self explanatory - one character is hurt (either emotionally, physically, etc.) and another character comforts them.

Imagine: Y/N (your name) fanfiction - a reader self-insert.

Lemon: Contains explicit sexual content.

Noncon: This fanfic contains non-consensual sexual intercourse/SA.

Oneshot: A fanfic that only contains one chapter, regardless of length. There are many one-shot collections that have multiple chapters, but usually only one per topic/prompt.

OC/original character: This character was created by the author of the fanfiction, they are not from the original media.

OTP: AKA one true pairing. Meaning the author's favorite ship in the canon.

PWP: Abbreviation for porn without plot. It's just smut-

RPF: Fanfiction about real people (real-person fiction), typically well-known (usually celebrities). For example, Beatles fanfiction is RPF.

Ship: Abbreviation of relationship. Usually used romantically, but occasionally platonically.

Smut: See lemon.

Whump: A character in the fanfiction that suffers greatly.

WIP: Abbreviation of work in progress.

[damnfandomproblems]

Fandom Problem #5476:

"if seeing a character or ship you don't like gives you an anxiety attack there's something seriously wrong with you, you need to go outside and touch some grass" so, the thing is, I actually AM one of those people who sees someone say a bad thing about their favorite show or character or OTP and then feel rotten about it for the rest of the day, or feel sick when i see someone ship my favorite character with my least favorite character. I know it's ridiculous, I know it is, it's dumb, and I know none of it is real and what other random strangers think about the things I like shouldn't such an effect me. And yet? I don't make MY issues other people's problem. It's up to me to do my best to avoid seeing things I know upset me. Sometimes it could be hard to avoid, but that's still no excuse to lash out or throw a temper tantrum. Block. Mute. Scroll faster. Back button. These are all things people could do when they see something they don't like. Yeah it won't erase it from your memory, but neither will taking the time to type up an anon hate message. Stop acting like people are out to get you for liking or not liking different things than you. (I gotta keep telling myself too.)

[charmingradiobelle]

Hey! I've been following you for a while and I've noticed you've been posting a lot of Hasbin Hotel content, especially Charlie x Alestor stuff.

Honestly, I haven't really watched the show. (I do listen to the soundtrack. That sh!t is 🔥) That being said, I don't get the whole drama about the ship. Literally any fandom has shippers. And while their are some ships I don't like, sometimes it's better to keep those opinions to yourself. There's no need to cry online about a pairing of two fictional characters.

As long as both characters are consenting adults and are not related, it shouldn't matter. These characters aren't real people.

Tldr, I haven't watched Hasbin Hotel (and I don't think I will) but I say, don't listen to the haters. ❤️

“These characters aren’t real people”

I want you all to read that again

These👏🏻characters👏🏻aren’t👏🏻real👏🏻people👏🏻

I do not care what your reasoning for hating Charlastor is, in the end it does not fucking matter. Somebody who doesn’t even watch the show knows it’s ridiculous to argue and harass people over a fictional ship. If that’s not a sign you need to calm the hell down, I don’t know what is.

Thank you anon. I’ve been dealing with haters for months now and I’ve gotten used to shutting them down (cuz in the end they have no ground to stand on, cuz there’s actually nothing inherently wrong with Charlastor they just want a reason to be mad). It gets tiring and it’s a big factor in me separating myself from the rest of the fandom. But I appreciate your input on the subject! I often wonder what my non-Hazbin followers think when I have to relentlessly defend my OTP to braindead strangers online lmao I bet it’s either really entertaining or really tedious (it sure feels like the latter)

Anyway, viva la Charlastor everybody!!🤪🥳

[topsyturvy-turtely]

turtely's OTP challenge!

read day 28 "Falling For Love (a 221b)" on ao3!

(prompt: falling in love)

summary: Sherlock philosophises what 'falling in love' means to him.

T, 221w, Fluff and Angst. Sherlock Holmes Loves John Watson, Sherlock Holmes Thinking, Episode: s02e03 The Reichenbach Fall

or read it on tumblr!

TW: REICHENBACHFALL

it is mostly fluff but has a dark twist. i hate spoiling my stories, but trigger warnings like this are so so so important.

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I never understood what 'falling in love' was supposed to mean. The only person I ever truly loved was John Watson.

That’s the thing though, I have just loved John Watson. There wasn’t any sort of… falling… where would I fall from anyway? It is a ridiculous expression. There never was a harsh landing on the process of loving John.

If we must take use of metaphors, I would say that I always have loved John fatefully, steadily, like water. Like a lake, at times like the ocean even. Of course, sometimes the water is rough but most of the time it is… present. It is wide, it is deep, it is inviting, and yet frightening. The fascination and pull some people feel from the water – that’s what I feel for John.

The love I feel for Mrs. Hudson, for Lestrade, for Molly, for Mycroft even, that had been hard-earned. I wouldn’t admit it. Not with words. However my love for these people is unsteady. Sometimes I can’t stand any of them, like the water – the river – was too demanding, too winding.

When I stood up there, with Moriarty, him explaining his genius plan, pushing me into a quandary, I was forced to drown myself. But at least not drain all water.

By falling for love. Off the roof of Bart’s.

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[your-unfriendlyghost]

just bc I’ve never seen u talk abt him but…… darry perhaps ?? (for that character thing you reposted lol) bc me personally I could ramble abt him all day long haha

….with a cherry on top 😁🤲

How I feel about this character

  Well, Darry’s ok. I think he’s incredibly well-written. I like him fine, you just haven’t heard me talk abt him cos I don’t have all that much to say abt him :,) 

  I relate to him in some ways, but every time I think too hard about him I get nervous because his situation is…nightmarish for me and it freaks me out in a way that isn’t entertaining (the way writing other angst I relate to is for me) but just…existential dread. 

All the people I ship romantically with this character

  Darry and Paul probably had something going on- at least from what I’ve heard from the musical side of things it seems not platonic, idk abt the book/movie tho

  And him and Tim Shepard in the 90s show were…something too. I dunno what exactly, but…somrething. I get where the tarry shippers are coming from and yk I like that kinda.

My non-romantic OTP for this character

  Two-Bit! I don't ship them, but I think they were closer growing up and sorta stopped being best friends in high school once Darry joined the football team. But they’ll always care for each other, and Two-Bit can read Darry better than anyone. 

  I do think that they mutually make each other insecure about their older-brothering abilities. Like Darry’s insecure because Two-Bit’s never really fought with his kid sister (at least rn- I hc that they fight more as she gets older) and Two-Bit’s insecure because Darry’s so responsible and Two-Bit isn’t really. They’ve never talked about this and probably never will, at least not until they’re older.

  I think once Pony and Soda are older and Darry’s less stressed, Two-Bit helps him re-learn how to be young and irresponsible. There was a line from a movie I watched recently (Calendar Girl, 1993) (Ridiculous sounding movie but it’s one of my favs now) with a line that went something like 

  “So you don’t like me because I get you drunk, but you do like me because I stick around while you throw up?”

  “Yeah. You’re one of my best friends.” 

And that’s sorta their dynamic to me rn. I think back in elementary school/junior high it was reversed, with Darry pushing Two-Bit to be more confident, but it completely 180s now that they’re grown.

My unpopular opinion about this character

  He acts immature sometimes/often. He’s not the gang’s “dad”, or even considered the “responsible” one generally. Yk, he’s not immune to having teen boy-ish bravado- like how he leaves the door unlocked because he’s convinced he can take anyone who’d break in. (He’s real for that- I too feel like I could easily take on any home intruder :) ‘course Darry’s stronger than me and like 6’2 so he probably could better than I could, but yk the point is that it’s very teen boy/young man of him ig)

  I feel like before his folks died he was a lot less responsible- I’ve written one fic pre-canon where he’s more easy going because he doesn’t have the child service workers breathin down his neck yet lol. But yk, he probably snuck out at night in high school, did dumb things like any other kid. I mean I’m a good kid, but even I’ve been kicked outta stores- I’m sure Darry’s been too. Maybe he didn’t smoke, but he probably drank a bit and got speeding tickets and did other stupid shit to impress his buddies. (C’mon, who hasn’t?) (Actually maybe I’m not as good as I think maybe that’s not normal idk I’m not gonna think abt that rn)

  Other controversial opinion…while I know it’s symbolic, I don’t l o v e how Patrick Swayze was like 10 years older than Darry was supposed to be in the movie- I’m so sorry- he did a GREAT job as the character! But he just doesn’t read as 20 to me no matter how hard I try to suspend my disbelief and it’s bugged me for years- It’s not as bad as Mason’s actor in Tex, but I just. Don’t like it :,) Again I’m so sorry nothing against Swayze! I think he’s great, just…I wish he’d been ten years younger in Outsiders 

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon.

  I dunno lol. Again, I ain’t got that many thoughts about him…I think he fulfilled his role for me and there’s not a lot more I’d wanna see from him. 

  …Well, actually, I’d love to see him hanging with Mason McCormick. but that would never happen in canon so yk

Oh it’d be cool to see him throwing Steve more that’d be funny

[flutterbyoz]

5 OTPs and 1 ultimate OTP

Deciding on my ultimate OTP was the easy part, it was picking the 5 others that took some time. I've had many ships over the years, some I obsessed over more than others but these are what I decided on as my top 5.

John/Aeryn - Farscape

John and Aeryn were one of my very first ships, before I even really knew what shipping was. I discovered them back in the very early 2000s and quickly fell head over heels for them. For a wacky, crazy, sexy and wonderfully weird sci-fi show, Farscape told one of the best love stories I've ever seen. The chemistry, the natural build up, the tension and their whole journey's, individually and together makes these two one of the best ships ever.

Sometimes it seems shows can be reluctant to put their two leads together, even when they are clearly right for each other, because they think it won't be as interesting once they are romantically involved. However, Farscape proved that with good writing it can work exceptionally well and add to the story in such a positive way. They also stayed clear of some of the more cliched storytelling, not just when it came to John and Aeryn's romance but the series in general. Farscape gave us a truly memorable romance and after 4 seasons it was finished up in the most perfect way in a miniseries.

For over 2 decades, John and Aeryn were my ultimate OTP, even when I found new ships I always came back to them because they were written so amazingly well and got the happy ending that many of my other ships never did. They had drama, angst and they even both died on separate occasions but they won out and the mini series gave them the perfect happy ending. John and Aeryn will always hold a special place in my heart, they are an example of how love stories can be told right.

Hetty and Trevor - Ghosts US

Okay, this is a very new ship for me having only discovered them at the end of last year and I really couldn't help but fall for them. Hetty and Trevor are two people who really shouldn't work together at all but somehow they really do. Ridiculous, hilarious and adorable, these two just drew me in but what's a little different for me from my other ships is I'm still not sure whether I want them to be a true romantic couple or if I just want them to get back to where they were in season 2. Their hook ups were so wonderful and they play off each other so well that I just really need these two to get back together in some way. Ghosts US writers, please make it happen, these two have way too much potential and chemistry to be pushed aside. I need more H-Money in my life!

Jack and Sam - Stargate SG1

Jack and Sam were a ship who were never explicitly said to be together but there were many hints, in later seasons, that they were. Rules and regulations pretty much forbad a romantic relationship, though in many alternate realities they were together. The feelings between them were clear, showing themselves at various moments throughout the series, some more subtle than others but they were always present in some form. This is another pairing who had wonderful chemistry on and off screen and I love them both dearly. I know Jack and Sam are together and living happily ever after, I won't except anything else.

Xena and Gabrielle - Xena: Warrior Princess

Another ship where it was never explicitly said in the show they were together but was very much implied. These two are beautiful and had this show been made today, they most definitely would have been together. I've had a few F/F ships over the years, one which hurt me quite badly despite actually getting a happy ending and another which has yet to really set sail but Xena and Gabrielle, though I wish their ending was different, are still a ship I return to quite often and are still very dear to me.

Miranda and Gary - Miranda

Miranda and Gary are the most adorable ship and I love them to pieces. I'm not often a fan of ships in sitcoms, for some reason they don't seem to hit the right notes for me but there is something about these two and how their story was told that I just fell in love with. They really bring out the best in each other, they get each other on a level that few others do and they get their happy ending, which it seems isn't always a thing for many of my ships. Miranda is a show I can watch over and over, it's one of my comfort shows and always picks me up if I'm feeling down. They are just the most lovable and sweet ship and just make me so happy.

Honourable mentions:

Jo and Bill - Twister

Connie and Jacob - Casualty

Iain and Lily - Casualty

Jeff and Tamzin - Casualty

Lara and Patrick - Casualty

Jack and Rose - Titanic

Claire and Owen - Jurassic World trilogy

Ten and Rose - Doctor Who

Caitlyn and Vi - Arcane

Evan and Dylan - Primeval New World

Jack and Rose - Titanic

John and Maureen - Lost In Space

Now comes my ultimate OTP and it could only really be one couple

Rick and Michonne (Richonne) - The Walking Dead

Now, what can I say to describe these two beautiful people and their amazing love story?

Finding such a gorgeous love story in a show with zombies was never something I thought I'd do, I never thought it would be the kind of show I'd watch either but here we are. I discovered Richonne during a search on Tumblr for another ship I was into at the time, a ship which sadly did not end well, but I did find these two so something positive came out of it. I was drawn in by GIFS, their chemistry and connection shone through in just a few seconds and I was so intrigued to find out more about them. I watched TWD just for them and in all honesty they are the only reason I still keep up with the show.

Richonne have something I've not seen in any other ship I've had, though I'm not sure I can quite put my finger on what that is. Their chemistry is electric and so natural that they really make the love story believable and realistic. Andy and Dania's off screen friendship is also beautiful, the love, care and trust they have for each other is clear to see and I love watching their off screen interactions too. They really are friendship goals! Plus they are just as big Richonne shippers as us and it makes me love them even more.

Rick and Michonne are one of a kind, they are in a league of their own when it comes to chemistry and storytelling and are the only ship I've had that not only have their own show dedicated to their love story, but both actors are also co-creators, co-writers and executive producers. Not only that but Danai wrote an episode herself and I don't think I'm exaggerating here when I say it is one of the best episodes in the history of TWD. Though to me it is the best.

From the moment they met at the fence to the final scene in TOWL 1x06, Richonne have proved time and time again why they are not only the best couple on TWD but to me, the best couple to have ever graced my screen. They could give lessons on how a love story should be told, how longing, romance and deep unbreakable love should be portrayed on screen. They love each other so purely, so intensely and so completely that it's palpable and being the love of each others lives is not just assumed but proved and vocalised too.

This is a couple who are both warriors, they have had to resort to extreme measures to survive and to keep the people they love safe and while that is one side to them, they are also very soft, gentle and loving with each other. They are both willing to do anything to keep each other and their kids safe.

Also, they are both extremely attractive people who make an insanely good looking couple!

This is why Richonne is my ultimate OTP and I have a feeling they may just remain in that spot forever.

[pie-of-flames]

Hi, if you're still taking requests from the January OTP prompt lists, I would love to request "Shooting Star" for McLennon! :-)

Thanks for the request, @crepesuzette2023! I hope you like this. Early days McLennon.

Previous fills here on AO3.

Most of the time Paul swam through life taking the easy path, just a normal bloke who liked to please his elders and make people laugh. But when it came to music, well, that was a different story. He wasn’t normal at all about that. Inside him was something so big and all-consuming, it was hard to keep his mind on anything else. HIs skin itched with the need to express himself in chords and rhythms, as if his very thoughts were musical and he had to translate them back into English to get along in the world. 

John was the same. When they were together, Paul could relax and be himself, speak his native language. It sounded ridiculous, but sometimes he thought the only time he felt truly alive was with John. Time became a meaningless concept. They’d joke and laugh, constantly ribbing each other. But it always came back to playing and singing, trying out new song ideas, listening to records and figuring out the chords. Back and forth they’d go, like a game, passing the ball between them trying to make a goal. But each time the ball changed slightly, one lending his ideas to the other, so it came out as something they’d both created.

And all along they both had this hunger to get to the top. It would sound daft if he put it in words. And for sure he’d never say anything to his dad about it. But it thrummed and vibrated deep in his core. When his dad went on about staying in school, becoming a teacher, Paul would nod and stay quiet, pretending to himself, at least for the moment, that it was something he might do. But then that fervent need would re-assert itself and he knew there was no other option. The desire to be something more, do something more, was an itchy craving to throw the doors open and announce to the world, “I’m here.” In John he recognized the same desire. Together the real world fell away and they could immerse themselves in limitless possibility. The next Elvis! The next Buddy Holly! 

One night after a gig, they shed the others and spent hours walking around the city, wrapped up in their own little world. Suddenly the sky opened up and they discovered they were at the docks. It was a different universe from the densely packed clubs and shops of the city center. Like sentries on guard, immense port buildings lined up facing the water. On the water, black silhouettes of ships and boats of all sizes massed around the docks, lights here and there puncturing the dark. They paused for a smoke break, leaning against a wall and surveying the scene. Paul unslung his guitar from his back, grateful for the rest.

“Did you ever see it so clear?” John mused. He gestured with his ciggie. “Look at the moon.”

“Yeah,” Paul agreed. Its pocked surface was clearly visible, grey features like flecked paint on canvas. “It’s bright.” Moon…loon…spoon..baboon… His mind spun out possible lyrics as they smoked in silence.

“Let’s stow away on one of them ships tonight. What d’you say?” John said.

Paul laughed. “Wish we could. Kind of sick of this place. We could go to India or maybe Egypt.”

“Naw, America’s where I’d like to go.”

“Oh yeah, we could say hi to Elvis,” Paul said. “Think he’d let us play for him?” He snorted.

“Go to Hollywood,” John added. “Wouldn’t mind seeing Elizabeth Taylor.”

The silence of night took over again, just the clang and clink of boat sounds ringing across the water, both contemplating the far-away nirvana of the US.

“You know, we might go to American some day,” Paul said. “It’s where it’s at. If we get good enough.”

“If? If?,” John said with mock dismay. “There’s no if about it, son. The world’s gonna hear about Lennon and McCartney, no doubt about it.”

Paul grinned at John’s confidence. A little flame burned low in his belly. “Hope so.” He wanted it more than anything. He could barely stand to say anything about it out loud. “Lennon and McCartney. Has a ring to it.”

“Sure does, mate.” John looked up at the sky. “Like those stars, yeah? We’ll be like them. Up so high no one can reach us.”

“We just gotta get there,” Paul said. “Think we can do it?”

“I will broach no more disagreement on this point, my young man,” John said in a posh accent. “The Beatles shall go as high as,” he pointed up, moving his hand around. “That star right there. See the really bright one?”

“Yeah, think so.” He tried to look where John was pointing. 

Suddenly, a star shot across the sky. Adrenaline shot through Paul’s body and they gaped at each other in wonder.

“Did you see that?” Paul asked at the same time that John said, “Did I just see what I think I saw?”

“It’s a sign,” John said, turning to Paul excitedly. “I know it. Has to be.”

Paul bit his lip, wanting it so badly he could burst. “You think?” 

“We’re gonna make it. Don’t you feel it?”

“Sometimes. When I’m with you,” Paul said. He looked up at the sky again, yearning to see the shooting star again, but it was gone. He tried to find the brighter star that John had pointed to. “I wanna believe it.”

John took Paul’s shoulders in his hands so they were facing each other. His eyes were bright in the moonlight. “Never doubt it. I can feel it in my bones.”

Paul nodded. He was abruptly aware of a crackling current rising between them, as if channeled through John’s touch. The energy fizzed through him. He thought of all the songs they’d already written, the gigs they’d played, the girls who watched them adoringly. How the four of them playing together was a high like no other. “We’ve got it. It’s gonna happen.”

“That’s right, son.” John clapped his hands on Paul’s shoulders then put an arm around him as they ambled away. “The world doesn’t know what’s coming.”

“Sounds about right to me.”

[dracrownian]

I do wanna hear what you've got to say about Hiro/Shuukichi for the ship meme (if you want)

Oh I guess now I should actually put some thought into them-

(ship ask game here)

Hiro/Shuukichi or ChuuHiro or Hirokichi

What made you ship it?

Oh, here we go.

It started as a joke. The mantra of several of my ships, apparently.

To be clear, when I say I ship this, it's a very, very light ship. Which is good because I'm pretty sure it's basically nonexistent outside of my own head.

So here's the thing. I am only a recent convert to "Shuukichi enjoyers." Back when I first read all the cases involving him, I couldn't stand him. Mostly because I was falling out of love with the series as a whole and I was just skimming the manga to get through it. So what I saw of him, what my brain processed, was "man who cannot seem to take no for an answer" in regards to his relationship with Yumi. And that made me despise him for a long time.

Early last year, my sister decided to drag me back into DetCo by force, and that's when I started to appreciate Shuukichi more.

But here's the other thing: I was also never particularly fond of Yumi, even if I was sympathetic to the annoying ex-boyfriend plight at first. And when I started actually coming to like Shuukichi, Yumi started getting on my nerves because it always feels a little like she's not sure what she wants (I won't get into that whole rant here).

So, not a fan of Shuukichi's canon love interest, but I like him. He's fun. And his family is insane, every single one of them.

And then one day, probably late October/early November, I was just sitting around either thinking about random new AUs I might be interested in, or talking to my sister about them, and I was like "hey wouldn't it be funny if it was Hiro whose shoulder Shuukichi napped on on that train that one time?"

It was a joke. But then I kept thinking about it.

Because here's the other thing: I adore Hiro. That's not really a secret. He's top 3 DetCo blorbos.

The secret is this: I kind of decided to ship Hiro/Shuukichi out of spite. Because a certain person who will remain nameless does not ship AkAm and every time they bring up Rei in a relationship with someone, it's always HiroRei.

Don't get me wrong, I like HiroRei. I do. They're cute, and generally, if I hadn't fallen for AkAm first, they probably would be my DetCo OTP because that's my usual type of ship. But AkAm has my whole heart, and I get tired of hearing about HiroRei sometimes. For the same reasons that I can't fully ship ScotchRye, I can't fully ship HiroRei.

(also HiroRei is more fun when Hiro's dead, and I don't like killing off Hiro in AUs if I can avoid it)

Anyway. Getting off track. I ship Hiro with Shuukichi partially out of spite and partially because my brain refuses to acknowledge that sometimes a joke should just stay a joke.

What are your favorite things about this ship?

Imagine the dynamic they could have, both with each other, and in conjunction with AkAm.

This is all, of course, assuming Hiro survived the narrative, since they've never actually met in canon (as far as we know; I guess there's still time for Gosho to throw that in).

Shuukichi is ridiculously smart, but also mostly a goofball (and I love that for him), and Hiro is very smart (maybe not genius level, but I'd probably still rank him above average for the series) and also so nice. But he also grew up with Rei, so he's chaotic in his own right.

I think of Hiro* as someone who can charm anyone with a smile if he wanted to, but when he's actually, genuinely attracted to someone, he might get a little flustered (or a lot flustered). And I think it would be cute to have someone get flustered over Shuukichi (in a positive way), for once.

(*specifically talking about Hiro and not Scotch, because I don't see him letting his mask slip as Scotch to get flustered, but also because Scotch isn't particularly relevant to the AU I've cooked up for them)

I think they'd just play off of each other well. Hiro's smart enough to keep up with (most of) Shuukichi's ramblings, and Shuukichi's probably a nice reprieve from Rei's intensity (even if Hiro adores his best friend).

Also they can bond over dead/missing parents. (And Hiro can actually give Masumi bass lessons if he wants! I know Shuukichi and Masumi haven't actually been physically present in the same case in canon, but this is my playground.)

IDK. I just think they're neat. Even have a whole AU series for them cooking in my brain. Well, them and AkAm, because I can't leave them out.

Is there an unpopular opinion you have on your ship?

I mean. I think the fact that it's something I ship at all is an unpopular opinion. So there's that.

[midnightbrightside]

hello! i'm here for the OTPs ask thing, here to ask for krisnix content! what about 8, 13, 22, 44, and/or 49? i know that's a lot lol no pressure to do them all :) have a great day!!

8 was filled in here and 13 was filled in here!

22- What reminds each of their partner?

rose-scented products remind phoenix of kristoph, it's the scent he always wore. also, the sound of a violin, lavender nail polish, and certain pastries and cakes kristoph was partial to- if phoenix sees them in a store he's briefly reminded of him.

art museums and galleries always make kristoph think of phoenix, he doesnt think he actually understood the point of going to one (other than to appear cultured) until he took phoenix to a gallery show to flex his wealth and saw how clearly passioniate phoenix was. also playing cards, the sound of a child playing the piano, and the taste of cheap wine on his tongue.

occassionally these things give kristoph and phoenix a brief sense of urgency or danger.

44- Who would dance in the kitchen making dinner? Would the other join in or watch from the doorway?

phoenix's depression is kicking his ass most of the time, but on a good day he's absolutely dances like a dad as he cooks. kristoph watches from the doorway and rolls his eyes. he doesnt join in, phoenix looks ridiculous. sometimes trucy might join her dad, they both look ridiculous. the wrights start calling kristoph a buzzkill and bully him into joining them, now they all look ridiculous. what a ridiculous family.

[malkaleh]

So ‘I once believed love would be burning red but it’s golden’ is specifically a Mihrimah to Thomas lyric but the song Daylight is actually Elizabeth/Robert cc @theladyelizabeth

[holycatsandrabbits]

From OTP to OC’s: How to scrub your favorite fandom couple into original characters

Plot out a completely new story that you are dying to write—because all your favorite stuff is still there.

If you’re a fanfiction writer, you probably have at least one OTP (One True Pairing, meaning your favorite fictional romantic couple). You might have written them a beautiful story (or thirty) on AO3.

But at some point, you may want to take your OTP out of fandom and into the world of original fiction. Possibly because it makes your writing accessible to people who aren’t part of your fandom, and possibly (probably) because unlike fanfic, for original fiction, you can actually get paid.

So how on earth do you take other people’s characters and make them your own, without getting rid of the fire that sparks your muse?

In my journey from fanfic to original fic, I started by writing AUs (alternate universes) of my first OTP, Aziraphale and Crowley from Good Omens. In an AU, you are making big changes to the source material, but leaving in most of what your fandom loves about the characters. In a Good Omens AU, Aziraphale and Crowley are often human instead of angel and demon, but the basic enemies-to-lovers trope usually remains, along with the personalities of the characters, and as many similarities to the original story as you can fit in.

Scrubbing (that really is the technical term) fandom all the way to original is the same process, it just goes farther. When you’re done scrubbing, the only things left about your OTP will be the pieces you as a writer can’t live without.

So what are those pieces? Well, it’s entirely subjective. But you can follow these five steps to find them:

1. List your characters’ traits

We’re going to take as example an OTP I am currently scrubbing, which is just as cringy as all of your OTP’s: Link and Sidon from The Legend of Zelda Nintendo games. You don’t need to have any idea who that is to follow this article. But here are their character traits, the good and the flaws:

Link: human (or elf?) male, great hero of legend, very good at fighting, quiet, private, helpful, mischievous, possibly in love with someone he doesn’t remember (Princess Zelda), guilty, and haunted by past failures.

Sidon: 7-foot-tall shark man, gregarious, ridiculously optimistic and complimentary, charming, nerdy, sometimes over-confident, a good fighter, ages slowly compared to humans (or elves), and oh yeah, he’s a prince. 

Note that these don’t have to be the traits the fandom at large assigns to these characters. This is the way you see them.

2. List your ship’s tropes

“Ship” is short for relationship, in this case our romance. So for these dudes, we have: human/nonhuman or human/monster, royal/commoner, long lifespan/short lifespan, and size difference.

3. List your plot’s main points

In the two games that have Sidon (Link’s in all the games), Link has to go to four different places and help four different peoples (leaving Sidon behind), then beat a bad guy in a castle, and save the world.

4. Scrub in

Now we’re ready for the operation. You’re going to go through everything you listed and start throwing things out. As you do, ask yourself this question: Does my heart still race? 

If you take out a piece and your muse is still humming for this OTP, then let it go. But if the absence of that part ruins the whole thing for you, then leave it in. Remember, you don’t want people to recognize this as a certain fandom or ship, so take out everything you possibly can.

So for the Link/Sidon ship, I’m asking myself, Does it matter (to me) that one is royalty? Does it matter that they age differently? Does it matter that one’s two feet taller? Does it matter that one is a monster? Do I still need to have a save-the-world plot? Do I still need them to be separated sometimes during the story? And so on. Again, this is entirely subjective: leave in only what floats your personal boat.

5. Make it weird

You have your list! Congrats! Now it’s time to change every other detail you can, because you want to make your story as different from the original as possible.

Let’s say I decide I really want to keep my monster character. Then it definitely shouldn’t be a shark man like Sidon. So I’m asking myself the same kinds of questions: Does it matter (to me) that he’s seven feet tall? Does it matter that he has sharp teeth? Does it matter that he can breathe underwater? And so on. 

Perhaps the only thing I really care about is my monster’s size. In that case, I need to come up with a large humanoid creature that’s as different from a shark as possible: maybe a centaur, bear shapeshifter, giant alien bird person, or scientist that had an accident in the cloning lab. 

Let character and plot shape each other into a completely new story that you are dying to write—because all your favorite stuff is still there.

Here are two original stories I wrote based on fandom ships:

You Don’t Say: When two fake psychic con men who secretly pine for each other are forced to work together to solve a disappearance, they discover that one of them is actually psychic. But which one? This is Aziraphale and Crowley, with the tropes of enemies-to-lovers, dorkiness, and bickerflirting preserved, along with elements of magic. Turns out those were the only pieces I couldn’t let go, and the resulting story is nothing like Good Omens, but was really fun to write.

Bloom: A shy older man with magical abilities becomes the muse of a beautiful young male artist. This comes from one of my OTPs from the 2018 TV show The Terror: John Bridgens and Henry Peglar, an older man/younger man, teacher/student ship. I left in the age difference (toned down quite a bit), and kept the outgoing/shy trope, but changed the teacher into an artist’s muse with a gift of magic. This story has very little in common with a horror show about Sir John Franklin’s doomed 1840’s arctic expedition—except the few parts I couldn’t live without.

There is one major disadvantage for a fanfic writer moving to original fiction: you will not get nearly as many readers for original fic. But remember, readers in your fandom are there because they love the same character traits and tropes you do, some of which will be preserved in your story. You may not have as many readers, but you will get some fans of your own! And maybe even some sales.

Thanks for reading! Speaking of sales—here’s how I do it: How to publish a short story

Looking for more inspiration? Get some weird writing prompts. 

DannyeChase.com ~ AO3 ~ Linktree ~ Resources for Writers

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[cyberdragoninfinity]

Jim Crocodile Cook for the Yugioh ask thing 🐊

🐊🐊🐊🐊🐊🐊

Why I like them/why I don’t: he's truly one of the most Certified Yugioh Real Ones, between him and axel these guys were putting their everything into fighting the good fight and thank GOD. and just like. jim's just so completely ridiculous in truly the most yugioh of fashions. my guy's got a crocodile with him at all times. and he loves her SO much. you have to love it

What I like about their appearance: i love his black leather fringe vest and the orange bandana. kind of butch asf if i may be so bold.

Do I prefer their dub names or original names? same in both! it's a good name. like yeah that's definitely a jim.

OTP: at this point i dont even 'ship' jim/axel it's just canon in my brain. theyre married, your honor. those two were going through a homoerotic war movie in the middle of yugioh gx season 3 THEY DESERVE A HAPPILY EVER AFTER

NOTP: i cant get into jim/alexis. it's just a little sawdust for me.

OT3: sometimes i see people do stuff with jim/axel/jesse or jim/axel/jaden/jesse and ya know hell yeah. seems like a fun avenue to play around with.

Favourite card they use: Fossil Fusion!!! such a cool fusion concept, "digging up" monsters from both graveyards to summon out your boss monster. i love ygo mechanisms like that.

Favourite moment they were in: jim post 'dying' using his eye of orichalcum to communicate with axel and help him regain his courage. like. ok!!!!!! 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈

Least favourite moment: god it's been a while since ive seen all of gx s3 i dont even remember all of what jim does. hm. probably whatever was going on when he and the otheres were in the spirit world desert, but thats not jim's fault thats just Wow This Chunk of GX Isnt Very Good JHDFGSDFG

Something I associate with them: crocodiles, of course

[themarsbar]

Hey Martina! 💜💜💜 Your replies so far have been such a serotonin boost (i love these blorbos a ridiculous amount) so how about 5, 24 & 34 for the OTP asks?

simonnnn 💜💜💜 happy to provide that sweet sweet serotonin, hopefully here's more

5. Who is the cheesier one of the two? mr wille "cheese" eriksson who, as we all know, leaves poetry excerpts that remind him of simon on sticky notes on simon's pillow and in his lunch and on the bathroom mirror and on the fridge door too sometimes (when they're out of sticky notes he texts him). simon keeps all of them though, which doesn't make him a winner here but a worthy competitor nonetheless.

24. Sleeping/cuddling positions? (Big spoon, little spoon, etc.)? i feel like wille's quality of sleep improves when he's hugging something or someone, so as long as he's got his arms around simon in some way or another he's good. his favorite is when they're lying on the couch, wille stretched out between simon's legs with his head on simon's chest, so simon can play with his hair while they watch tv. simon always ends up starfishing on his stomach while he sleeps so no matter how they go to sleep, he'll mostly wake up with an arm on wille's chest, his head on wille's shoulder and a leg hiked up high on top of wille's.

34. How do they cheer the other one up during sad times? already answered here!

ask me about my OTP