#the crackest of ships

[slowlydehydrating]

Major Spoilers under the cut.

I haven’t finished the series, but could you imagine if Ben’s girlfriend turned out to be Brooklynn?

Brooklynn bounces around the place, but she could still be living in Europe (England), she and Ben both use Dark Jurassic, and at some point she was single because Kenji broke up with her.

They could’ve met on anonymous accounts, bonded, and wound up catching feelings for each other and neither would know.

(I’m still under the assumption Brooklynn faked her death/isn’t dead, so she could’ve still been in contact with him and he wouldn’t catch on.)

[hecckyeah]

did someone say crack ship?! sign me up.

john nolan x genny bradford + green and blue for @kanerallels and @accidental-spice 💚💙

[stcries]

@prsonatm wrote: " do you mind not staring? putting on makeup isn't going to work itself. " from spectra to our big brain pairing HELP-

"hey, you can't be dollin' yourself up like that and expect people not to stare. you're askin' for attention there, toots." is he already leaning against the doorway, hand seductively upon his waist as he eyes her up and down. stanley pines, you may be pushing seventy, but you've still got game! or so he likes to think anyways.

"besides, you haven't thrown anything at me, or slammed the door in my face, so that tells me you don't really want me to leave yet, do ya?"

[teatitty]

The Muu x Alibaba ship has always been so funny to me as a concept because can you imagine this little blonde twink bitch going to Reim for what was it 2 years max or whatever and when he meets back up with Sindria he’s like “yeah I got myself a boyfriend and he’s the captain of the Reim corps so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯” they would’ve lost their fucking minds

[westrangecollectionkoalaposts]

Do you know a big guy, who trains a lot, is smart, loves music, is good at fighting, and has a sweet heart who Nesta would love?

Chris Redfield.

[transgenderfivepebbles]

i'm impatient. pictures of the past part 3 sneak peek

[deevotee]

although....batman has a very strict no killing rule and believes in giving people second chances....that could actually be very good for joker and the rest of the circus troupe

like batman catching them and seeing how the baron has manipulated them and how much it pains them to do what they do so he tries to help them get a second chance at life (after they repay the damage they caused and help those kids that are still alive) and maybe joker looks up to bruce for being able to stand up for whats right even if it would hurt him and his family and and and-

being into comics and manga at the same time is so hard sometimes like i just saw someone talking about joker and the batman and my first thought process was

??? these two?? together??? crackship of the century

[goodolddumbbanana]

[Solar x Servant Sun] I want to see the star with you

I take request to write fic. Go girl, give me the crackest ship you want it to write!!

here is for @noinoi999 (I couldn't tag your name ;.;)

Solar had asked himself many times about his life choice, but he had never felt so stuck in a dilemma as now.

The flashy lights of Pizza Plaza flickered in the quiet, muddy cafe.

A bright yellow animatronic hummed as the daycare attendant carefully arranged each of Fazbear's trashy books into the drawers of the cabinet with affection and dignity.

This was not his Sun, or Sun of this dimension.

A Sun named Servant, that was what they wanted to be called and begged to be called.

Solar and Moon had picked them up… a few weeks ago in Lord Eclipse's dimension.

The outer plating had completely disappeared, revealing the endoskeletons inside, all the rays of them had been stripped clean. One of their eyes was broken and flickering in orange, the other was Sun's milky white.

It was a sickening sight to see the first thing they did after they woke up was to kneel down, begging for forgiveness from Moon and Solar.

Solar could never forget the way they kissed the ground beneath him, their eyes radiating reverence despite their trembling fear, a submission that could only belong to a sick dog begging for death, raising its neck for its master.

Solar wondered if he had ever been so submissive to his Moon?

***

The animatronic two-colored eyes caught his gaze, and smiled so brightly that Solar could see flowers blooming and silver bells ringing behind them.

“Oh hello Solar!! Didn’t see you there!!!” They lie, as if they don’t wait for him for hours outside.

Servant was better, for a few weeks lately. Sure, they were still restless, and their paranoia was worse than Sun’s. But at least Servant has no longer begged for mercy upon seeing Moon or broke into a wild howl upon making eye contact with Sun anymore.

Ironically, Solar was the only one that Servant seemed to cling to.

The repaired light golden animatronic followed him around like a lost duckling. It was cute at first but became quite a nuisance later on.

Solar didn't mind being his Servant's confidant, it was no different than when Lunar came to him, but in reality he had too much works to do, and Servant kept blinking his big, round, timid eyes at him all the time like they like him so much, making it impossible for Solar to concentrate.

He wasn't a babysitter, damn it!

***

“But aren’t you good at it, Eclipse? You’ve always had more patience with children than Moon and I.” The mischievous voice of the person with whom he shares the same body, as they cradled little Thomas on the bed.

“Don’t be an idiot, Sunny. Anyone can soothe this child.” Eclipse grumbled, but he still carefully adjusted the blanket over the child’s chest.

“You’re such a tsundere, brother.”

Solar doesn’t remember what his Sunny's laugh sounds like anymore.

***

“Do you have anything you want to say, Servant?”

Solar sighed. He gave up on working on his computer. Finding the whereabouts of Dark Sun and… Nexus wasn’t looking good, and Solar was too exhausted to sort through Fazbear’s paperwork and work at the cinema.

Why this work was even left to the animatronics, could only be blamed on the incompetence of this capitalist corporation.

“Oh… I was just asking after this is done, do you want to go somewhere?” Servant was stuttering, their entire bodies stiff even the rays of sunlight, they looked like glass statues that could shatter with just one word from him.

The longing gaze still lingered in the Servant’s eyes, brighter than any plasma heat source Solar had ever witnessed.

“Servant, you can do whatever you want, you don’t have to ask me. I’m not your Lord.”

Solar pressed his forehead, ignoring the guilt that wasn’t his. He knew the figure the Servant was looking at was Lord Eclipse, this poor thing was just trying to protect himself from getting hurt by ingratiating himself as if he had complete control over their lives. It was sickening, and left a bitter taste in Solar’s ​​throat, but he couldn’t blame them.

Not when his very existence was a curse.

Solar ignored the trembling in his hand as his sensor chip recalled the hot heat of the cannon in Solar's palm, when he had personally ended Moon's miserable life.

Black oil splashed onto his pants leg, a faint mechanical sigh before fading away. The red eyes were full of cracks, but the emoticons still revealed a look of hatred and disgust as they looked at the dirt beneath their feet before the screen shattered.

It was just dust, not a corpse, but the cold and nauseating feeling still swirled in his throat until the next day.

"But..." Servant stammered. Their eyes drooped. They looked as if Solar had kicked a dog, and that dog was them. "I really wanted to ask you out."

Their hands clenched into their elbows, so tight they were about to dent. He could see Servant's trembling posture, as they tried not to kneel instinctively when they realized they had done something wrong, something that made him sad.

***

“Hey Moon… Um… I know you’re busy… but working like this isn’t healthy… Maybe we can take a break and figure how to save Sun together—”

SNAP!!!

A young, timid Eclipse stepped into the living tomb, looking at a Moon still buried in their computer, desperately typing away at the codes that keep a corpse running. Their voices were cold and cruel, crushing any hope Eclipse had of repairing the shattered pieces of what had once been a family.

“Go away, waste of space. Before I scrap you.”

“You’ve done enough damage.”

***

“Alright,” Solar had given up on the battlefield that he couldn’t win. “Where do you want to go?”

And those orange-white eyes lit up again, as if Solar had saved the world or done something great. It almost hit Solar’s ​​pride, because Solar was Eclipse after all, and there was no way he could lie when he said he loved to be recognized and admired.

They bounced, their steps intertwined as if they were dancing, and they had smiles as beautiful as plum blossoms on a summer afternoon.

“Can we go stargazing?”

“Stargazing?” Solar frowned.

“Um… Because in the old world, the sky was always so bright. I forgot the color of the stars… And it’s scary to go alone… And you work so hard… to help me too…”

It’s both similar and different when comparing Servants to Sun. They are much more panicked than his Sunny, but also more meticulous and soft spoken than Sun.

They are loyal, but more easily scared than a rabbit.

There’s something about them that seems to have been patched together in a distorted way, like the broken pieces of a broken cup that have been re-plated too many times.

They are Sun, but they are not Sun.

An illusion, the time-worn memory of a tyrant who doesn’t clearly remember what it was like the so used brother that they possess…

A distortion born from a monster’s longing to never be alone, but still retaining the purity and subtle kindness that makes him heartbroken.

“Okay…” Solar said in a low voice. He remained silent, only activating the multi-dimensional portal for the two of them to jump into.

The brilliant colors of the stars gently kissed their bodies.

The silvery white broke out like stars and dust, circling like fireflies. The colorful halos fluttered and wriggled like eels, vaguely giving off the peaceful feeling of the deep universe.

This was a beautiful place.

Solar thought so, though he was a little worried for some reason, wondering if the Servant would like it or not.

“Wow… Where is this, Solar?” There was a soft gasp of surprise from Servant, both hands covering his mouth as if not wanting his voice to ruin this moment. 

Solar spoke evenly. They stood between everything and nothing, suspended in the void, yet steadfast to the very end.

“We are at the center of the universe. The moment when the universe contracts and expands.” 

This was also the secret place he occasionally visited, when he felt like everything was becoming too much even for him. Just lie down, be quiet, relax with everything moving peacefully.

Here he is nothing… Noone… Just a speck of dust lucky enough to witness the birth of the universe.

“It’s beautiful.” Servant was silent, their faces staring in fascination at the fiery light that blended together before separating into elegant bands of color like the green light of the South Pole. 

They looked gentle, Solar adjusted his glasses to see better, as the silver poured over the Servant’s body, turning the melted gold into a pale green like the foam of whipped egg whites.

It felt like Solar was intruding. It felt like this look on his Servant’s face was too priceless to dare to know.

And then, in a voice as meticulous, as gentle as a piano in D minor, as slow as if honey could be poured into Solar’s ​​ears.

“Thank you… I know it’s hard for people to be patient with me sometimes.”

Servant’s eyes were always orange, but now they completely reflected Solar’s ​​color.

“It’s fine.” Solar looked away, feeling a little hot in his chest as he acknowledged this gratitude.

It wasn’t wrong, just strange. 

Talking to them, sharing his secret hiding place with them.

It was comforting and relieving in a way...

To know that someone was broken enough to sit with him.

What a nauseous thought...

Maybe he should check his own system...

Later…

[meraki-sunset]

Are you taking request still like you are rite if u are can you draw some favorite crack ship of yours like the crackest of all

HIC x Colonel Sassacrace

Damara x Cronus

Spades x Crowbar

Basically people who potenciate eachother to cause destruction and look sexy while doing it

[akarena]

Mafia AU: A doctor who has devoted herself to healing others encounters a cold-blooded killer with a wounded past. What happens when the woman who saves lives is captured by the man who takes them? Sansa to Aemond: What if we stay here. We don't go anywhere. We are good together. I want to tell you something. You are not the Beast. You were looking in the wrong mirrors. From now on look in my eyes, when you want to see yourself. I'll never show you as a Beast.

Happy late birthday to one of the wittiest, most talented writer who made me discover the intricacy of this ship and its potential.

@aemondsa, I do hope you like this small gift in spirit of our shared loved for the compelling, crackest of them pair: Aemond and Sansa

[daylightisminetoconsume]

Allright people! June 26th is coming!

My husband's birthday is fast approaching, and fast. I need money to get him a present, so I'm opening writing comissions! Nothings off the table, your most depraved fantasies come to life! Your crackest ships, in each other's arm!

$20 for a page, or $5 per paragraph. No Underage sex! The rest I'm fine with. And yes, even -that-

[cherrysmokesaconha]

Now, here me out, I have the crackest ship of all crack ships. Give me 2004 Tom x Loud Bob

I love it :D

[quirrel]

I have an issue and is called "finding the rarest/crackest of ships out there" and is incurable

[doki-doki-lesbians-club]

Monika x GLaDOS?

Crackest ship, or the most sense-make thing ever?

Calling back to this post, honestly I could see it!

It's 100% a crackship in the sense you'd have to do some series crossover-ing to make them get together, but honestly would be neat!

Imagine Monika in the Aperture Science mainframe with GLaDOS and they keep trying out new robot bodies for her to maybe experience the physical world and it drives GLaDOS to develop the most human-like android yet so that Monika had a body to walk around in when she wants?

Just a thought :3 fun idea, Anon!

[zaruba-needslove]

her'es the crackest of crack ships... Kyuun X Keiwa X Ben X John lol

😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

You guys are killing me 😂😂😂😂😂😂

This is the crackiest 'world peace' foursome roflmao

[theflowerssystem]

what if. i was to. finally figure out how to make a nadya sprite and make it look good

for the sole purpose of making the crackest of all crack ships to ever exist