#red x yellow

[cinnamon-phrog]

Sir, your blue haired multi-talented bilingual bisexual manic pixie dream girl is a sad 38 year old autistic man with chronic fatigue

Favourite part of the dhmis show is how often Red tries to comfort Yellow after getting over 'that sounds really boring - only dull people think things are dull' arc.

[scorbunnyvllgr]

Specialshipping X Spider-man 🕷⚡️ Inspired by purrrloinn(on twitter) mashup of Green and Blue as Batman and Catwoman. Commission for Jjoejira75413(on twitter)

[mashedbootatoes]

Sorry I had to draw worms kissing

[lilquade]

Cringetober Day 22 - Candy (Prompt List)

The prompt was supposed to be candygore, but since I don't like/draw gore, I just made candy yaoi instead

[dipplinduo]

What shipping do you love that you never talk about on here?

It's a...special shipping ;) ba dum tss

...it's specialshipping. 😂 I haven't written anything for it but oh my goooodnessss it is peak. I honestly wouldn't mind writing for it one day either, it'd be zero angst though, 'cause that ship is nothing but fluffy clouds & healing to me ❤️💛✨

[aipakverse]

[swathingpath707]

they’re so husbands

[kloserdh04]

Old pixelart illustration I made since I love this two ships I decided to draw Klonoa and Lolo dressed as Red and Yellow from Pokemon Special because I love Specialshipping/Reye. Enjoy! xD

[pokespefangirl]

Specialshipping

It reminded Red all too well of his past, the dregs of memory that would regularly steal the positivity out of his heart, fill his sunlit room with darkness-

"Working hard as usual, Inspector? I knew I'd find you here."

The sweet little voice of the younger Detective on an unexpected day immediately made him turn around, making his heart beat faster at the sight of the petite blonde in his open sunlit office.

After so long.

Nostalgia took over. Red didn't even have time in his hands to now think about the new-found difference in their rank, his arms wrapped around the younger Detective in a comfortable, warm embrace.

It was perhaps the first time he'd hugged Yellow at work, but the younger Detective couldn't bring herself to care as she blushed, cheeks well hidden under her straw hat.

However, that also didn't stop her from being slightly curious on what Red was working on before she came there.

"I can't believe you're here," Red whispered, letting go of the suffocatingly warm hug, the kind that only guys like him could give, "I was looking forward to you coming, but man, I thought it'd be weeks later? This is so great, have you found what you needed to find?"

During Yellow's almost three years duration going undercover in Texas and New Mexico, she had found it hard to regularly maintain contact with her colleagues, so she felt concerned to some degree that the Inspector who she used to work with so closely before would feel worried about her.

As was his propensity.

"I found /some/ things," the younger wandered off, before amber-yellow eyes strayed to the very practical microscope right on Red's messy office desk, with its paraphernalia thrown everywhere, "So, what's that about? You trying to find something?"

"With not much success..." Red trailed away, eyes turning serious, "there's been a recent trail of serial killings. Blake told me I could work it on my own... since he thinks it's got nothing to do with Team Plasma."

The realisation was immediately felt by the younger, whose heart twinged with some sort of pain seeing the elder Inspector carried away by the past again...

But if it helped him...

"I'll help you," Yellow said determined, eyes begging for the elder to help him, "regardless of what HQ says."

"Thanks, but I'm sure you've got lots of stuff on your plate, right?" Red answered, his smile hiding his imperfect stubbornness, "But this is something I need to do on my own."

A part of Yellow felt like it was just his paranoia keeping him from asking for help.

Lest something happen to the younger.

If only Yellow wasn't that helpless, if only she had known to help the elder better, been less weak. Her hands clumped into fists.

"I've already done what I needed to do," the blonde Detective answered, determined, "and I found what I needed to find. You've always helped me when you needed to, Red. So please, this time, let me help you." Her voice said the thousand words her words couldn't.

The sincere request hung in the air, as the younger hoped for Red to know her sincere intentions.

She wouldn't be a burden, that was for sure. She'd try her best to help.

Almost as if the message had reached him in some imaginary way, Red smiled, "Okay. Detective. I'm trusting you."

The air that Yellow let out felt like one of relief and reassurance at the same time, her mind and worries elevated at being able to be with the elder.

And /help/ him.

Get what he needed. No matter what the cost. Yellow would no longer be scared.

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Future excerpt from my fic below~~

[tamaragarloart]

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[mythgirlimagines]

Someone remind me to write Specialshipping soon it’s been a hot minute

[myusernamesyes2]

How come I left red x yellow behind and all of the sudden I am getting shit tons of posts abt red x yellow in my fyp 😭 do I have to do the same to red x green just to see any post abt it or what 😭

[hollis-art]

oh how i love you, funky 70s outfits from the days of future past movie

[mashedbootatoes]

Do we fw the larva

[thestrongestjewel]

RED AND YELLOW SPOILERS!

ahh these gayass ghost how i love em

[zhelin-thames]

Where Danny meets the rest of the Lantern Corps and causes more chaos

[Danny gets whisked away to Oa, the Green Lantern HQ.]

Danny: [looking around at glowing green architecture] Whoa, it’s like Tron threw up everywhere. Hal Jordan: [facepalming] Try not to embarrass me in front of the Guardians, okay? Danny: [grinning] No promises, Green Dad. Hal Jordan: [groaning] I’m not your dad.

[Danny Meets Kilowog]

Kilowog: What’s the deal with the glowing kid? He’s not a recruit, is he? Danny: Nope. I’m Danny, half-ghost, full-time troublemaker. Who’re you? Kilowog: Kilowog. Drill instructor for the Green Lantern Corps. Danny: [mock salute] Nice to meet you, Sergeant Glowstick. Kilowog: [laughs, clapping Danny on the back] I like this one. He’s got guts.

[Danny Learns About Other Lantern Corps]

Danny: [flipping through a hologram book] So, there are other ring colors? Hal Jordan: [sighs] Yes, but most of them are dangerous. Don’t get any ideas. Danny: [grinning] Oh, too late. A ghost-powered Lantern sounds awesome. Hal Jordan: You’re already glowing! What more do you want?!

[Danny Meets a Red Lantern]

Atrocitus: [growling, his ring glowing red with rage] Who dares step into my sector?! Danny: [floating nonchalantly] Chill, dude. You’re gonna pop a blood vessel. Atrocitus: [angrier] You mock me?! Danny: [grinning] Not my fault you’re part of the anger issues club. Do you guys hand out stress balls, or…? Hal Jordan: [grabbing Danny and pulling him away] Stop antagonizing the rage monster!

[Danny Meets a Blue Lantern]

Saint Walker: [calmly] You radiate unusual hope for someone straddling life and death. Danny: [grinning] Thanks. You radiate spa-day vibes. Saint Walker: [smiling serenely] I shall take that as a compliment.

[Danny Tries to Join the Sinestro Corps]

Danny: [looking at a yellow power ring] Fear-based powers? I scare people all the time! This would totally work for me. Sinestro: [looming] You think you’re worthy of wielding fear? Danny: [goes ghost, glowing green with a chilling aura] Boo. Sinestro: [startled] …Perhaps you are. Hal Jordan: [snatching Danny back] Absolutely not!

[Lanterns Watching Danny]

Kilowog: The kid’s like a tiny tornado of chaos. Saint Walker: And yet, there’s potential in him. Hal Jordan: Potential to give me a headache.

[Danny With the Black Lanterns]

Danny: [walking into a dark room] So, what’s the deal with these Black Lanterns? Hal Jordan: [panicking] No. Absolutely not. Get out of here now. Danny: [grinning] What? I’m technically dead. I’d fit right in. Hal Jordan: [dragging Danny away] You’re not meeting Nekron. End of discussion.

[Danny Shows Off to the Lantern Corps]

Danny: [blasting ectoplasm everywhere] My powers are cooler than your glowsticks, admit it. Kilowog: Let’s spar and find out, kid. Danny: [cracking his knuckles] Bring it on, Hulk Lite.

Danny phases through every construct Kilowog throws at him, laughing the whole time.

Hal Jordan: [watching in the background] Why do I even bother?

[Later, Back on Earth]

Tucker: You went to space and met aliens with power rings?! Danny: Yup. Turns out I’m way better at glowing than they are. Sam: Did you actually join any of the corps? Danny: [grinning] Nah, they’d never survive me.