#they are literally SO shippable

[itischeese]

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YESSSSSSSSSS

[bea-l-t]

Why is everyone in aftg so hecking shippable?? Like literally I think I could justify any (within unproblematic reasoning) coupling with any characters except for like Riko and for some reason Nicky.

[astrobei]

if you were the person who sent me an ask like five months ago asking me my opinion on sarchengsey from the raven cycle series just know that i was on book one then so i didn’t answer. but now i’m halfway through trk and my answer is: yeah. yeah i get it.

[nocturnalnewsiestrash]

You know, when I started watching Merlin, I never in my wildest dreams would have assumed it would reach Newsies level of multishipping, like that's such a high threshold to reach and yet it here we are. In a web of ships and ot3s. Just like my early newsies days

[nyxisnotafictive]

also okay. maybe im just predisposed to ragapom but. had they interacted or had ragatha mentioned pomni for, like, 1.5 more seconds it would have been unreadable as anything BUT ragapom LMAO

ragatha could hardly talk without worrying about pomni, and is the only character to do so. jax (outwardly) not caring makes sense, and kinger only having one comprehensible comment makes sense too. but.. gangle would DEFINITELY be a worrier, right? i feel like we're getting rose-isn't-pink-diamond'd, it really feels like im MEANT to be seeing something here. idk

[airbenderedacted]

So who’s your favorite character in Wander Over Yonder? And what’s your fav ship(s)?

Oh, I love playing this guessing game!! ♡ ～('▽^人) ✨

Favorite character? Well...

[🎨📺]

As for ships, I wouldn't exactlyy say I ship anything in this show tbch, but I'd say I'm especially fond of Sylava, in a strictly fanon kinda way.

[konnoiseur]

blake is literally black cat bisexual gf and jaune is literally golden retriever himbo bisexual boyfriend and im tired of pretending like they wouldnt be cute did you SEE the way she nuzzled against him in their reunion

[technicalknockout]

PIGEON

I need someone to yell at about this I'm so excited

???????????? OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OFFICIAL MERCH. OFFICIAL MERCH FEATURING MY FAVORITE CHARACTER AND MY FAVORITE DESIGNS FROM THE ENTIRE SHOW IM SCREAMING

[galacticnova3]

Why must I be allergic to hornets when there is a hornet’s nest I could so easily swing a bat at because I hate seeing it(the hornet’s nest is a really popular ship I despise)(technically there’s two of them but this post is about the one that’s Really Not Good if you think about it for more than 2 seconds)(I would love for the people who ship it to swing a real bat at a real hornet’s nest, if it weren’t for the fact that I like hornets a hell of a lot more and they don’t deserve the suffering)

[zigcarnivorous]

you know what nobody needs. Mass market bread. Bread is exceedingly easy, homeslice, it is really dumb to SHIP BREAD AROUND .???? 'Mass' market?

Even capitalists would agree, forgive me, it is cheaper to bake the bread as near to the market as possible. Which maximizes freshness and REDUCES SHIPPING AND FUEL COSTS. HELLO

BREAD DOES NOT NEED MASS MARKETING YOU STUPID CAPITALIST PIGLET hellllppppp

Is yeast illegal what is this mentality. BAKE BITCH

[luke-shywalker]

let me know if you need anything

“Hey, Solo!”

Ben looked up. The sudden motion triggered a dull ache in his right eye—he winced.

“Uh—sorry.” Amalia came to a halt in front of him in the grass. The tall, bulky Togruta girl always looked like she was going to barrel right into you, but always managed to stop a few inches short. Back when they’d hated each other, Ben had thought this was some kind of intimidation tactic. But now that they were something like friends, he realized that she was just…well…awkward as heck.

Amalia peered at him and at his covered eye, then tapped her own cheek. “You look like one of the deep space pirates.”

“Wow,” said Ben, deadpan. “I’ve only heard that about five hundred times since I came back to Jedi school.”

“What’d they do to you, huh?”

Ben juggled the air with his hands, trying to figure out how much detail to go into. “Uh…they cut my eyeball open, and sewed a synthetic band into it to hold it together and make it stop falling apart. Basically.”

“Whoa. Sounds gnarly, dude.” Amalia paused. “…Can I see?”

Ben laughed. “Bro. Do you want to see?”

“I mean? Kinda? Will you like, die if it’s exposed to air?”

“Listen, I’ll show you, if you want to freaking see so bad.” He lifted the patch. He had to manually pry his eyelids apart—they were still swollen. He closed his left eye, just to see how well he could see her—everything was sort of a bright, slanted blur.

Amalia made a face. “Ew. It’s all red. Is that blood? Nasty. I see a coagulated mass of—something. There is straight-up slime in your eye, dude.”

Ben put the patch back on. “Yeah—I’ve been trying to, like—cry it out, but I can’t think of anything sad enough to make me cry. I dunno. I’ve had a hard time feeling emotion lately, in general.”

He said it, and then realized he hadn’t wanted to say it. He backtracked as quickly as he could.

“But now that you’re here, Mal, all I gotta do is look at your ugly mug,” he quipped.

Amalia rolled her eyes so hard she pretty much just rolled her whole head. “Hardee har har. Have you looked in a mirror? Geez, Solo, you can’t say shit like that to girls.”

“Oh—you’re a girl? Oh my Force, I didn’t realize. Sorry, miss.”

She wound up and punched him in the arm. Hard.

“Ow! Bruh. I’m already injured.”

“Well, you weren’t injured enough,” Amalia huffed. “Fixed it for you.”

“I’m telling Uncle Luke.”

“Yeah, go run and tell your Uncle Luke. Pissbaby.”

Ben tried to think of something clever to retort, but then his eye started hurting again, and he felt kind of sick. He hissed and lowered himself down into the grass, which seemed to initiate a truce.

Amalia leaned down. “You okay, bro?”

“Yeah—fine.”

“Are you still allowed to train and stuff?”

“I’m not supposed to do any ‘strenuous activity’ for four weeks.”

“Well, you were never getting any, anyway,” Amalia snickered. “Now you just have an excuse.”

Ben wrinkled his nose. “Ew. No, I mean…”

“Does lifting rocks with the Force count as strenuous activity? You’re not technically lifting them physically.”

“Eh. I always give myself headaches when I do that normally, anyway, so…maybe just littler rocks.”

“When are you gonna be able to see again?”

“Out of this eye?”

“Yeah, well, which eye do you think I’m kriffin’ talking about, dumbass—“

“I don’t know.”

“…Damn.” Amalia sat down next to him. “Sucks.”

“Yeah, I mean…I know it’s gonna be months. Maybe a year. And I don’t even know if it’ll ever be the same. Probably not.”

Amalia twitched her lips to one side. “Does it bother you?”

“Like, what, the pain? Or…”

“No, like…losing your vision. Like, coping with the loss.”

Ben shrugged. “…I dunno. Sure ain’t the biggest thing I’ve lost. It’s hard, I guess, knowing you’ll never be the same, but…I was already never gonna be the same, so…” He trailed off.

Amalia nodded at the horizon, picking a blade of grass apart with her fingers. “Yeah…I get how that is.”

They sat there in silence for a few moments. A low breeze came and rustled the grass.

“…Maybe I’ll gain some kind of extra Force sensitivity,” Ben said hopefully. “To compensate. Or something.”

“Yeah,” said Amalia. “Or…maybe you won’t, and you’ll just be half-blind.”

Ben threw her a tired glance. “Thanks, Mal. You’re a real pal.”

“What can I say? I try to offer a realistic outlook on life.”

“Hm.”

“But, for real though…let me know if you need anything. Okay, Solo?”

Ben raised an eyebrow. “Like what? Another punch in the arm?”

“Well, yeah, if you need that, I’m your girl. But, uh, seriously. Like if you need to talk, or…” She gestured vaguely at nothing.

“No offense, Mal? But you are not great at talking.”

“Hey. Never said I was. Just said that I would. Or if you wanna, like, just go throw rocks in the pond together, or something. Go look for weird bugs. Climb that cliffside Luke said not to climb. You know?”

Ben smirked. “Ha. Okay. Yeah. Gotcha. And then I’ll bang my head real hard, and knock out my other eye.”

“Exactly. You get me.” Amalia stood up and dusted the grass off her tunic. “Well…I’m on kitchen prep with Fannie and Meliko tonight, so…guess I gotta go. Do an extra meditation for me, will ya? Fannie drives me nuts.”

“Really? She’s so nice.”

“Yeah,” Amalia scoffed. “That’s what drives me nuts.”

Ben snorted. “Well, okay, Mal. See ya at dinner, then, I guess.”

“Will you see me though?”

“Dude, shut up!”

[desperatepleasures]

ohhh my gods the Wealthy Friend they end up encountering is itou. fucking hell. a new sugar daddy has entered the arena

[userlaylivia]

@makeyouminemp3, @nikkiruncks

abc’s of endless ships –

Adam Conant and Diana Meade (The Secret Circle)

DIANA: “If I lost you, I couldn’t take it.”

ADAM: “You’re not gonna lose me.”

[p1ckthep01son]

i'm a very simple man i dislike all of the big 3 ships. i don't like any of em. down with ryden down with peterick down with frerard.

[starlit-mansion]

i hope in the next life series, impulse and grian end up interacting more, i feel like their dynamic is really underrated

[abbyofthefirenation]

im watching merlin for the first time and why does merlin have to be so shippable with literally everyone??? his initial awkwardness with gwen was adorable. there was potential with morgana too. then there was his meetcute with lancelot. even merlin and his friend will gave exes vibes. and of course, him and arthur. they really wasted merlins romantic potential.