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tequiilasunriise · 11 months

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Being in fandoms where the characters are clearly based on other pieces of media/famous figures is so much fun because then some of my ships look like this:

Parentified Goldilocks who is also The Beast x Avoidance attachment Beauty who is ALSO also The Beast, one of my fav moments with them is when they off the Minotaur together who is ALSO also also The Beast

Little Red Riding Hood if she was also the Wolf and has galloons of repressed trauma x Snow White but she’s heavily knight coded and the poster child of daddy issues

Edgar Allen Poe’s Lenore x Annabel Lee but they’re in gay ghost love

The poem ‘The Last Rose of Summer’ x Odin’s raven Huginn but they’re exes still in love in a milf yuri divorce that ends super mega tragically and domino effects mommy issues out the ass

Historical figures Cleopatra x Frida Kahlo with the most chef’s kiss height difference you’ve ever seen

A polycule with Joan of Arc x Mulan x Thor x Achilles but they’re all genderbent/trans

The Velveteen Rabbit x fashion icon Coco Chanel if she was a lesbian with a gun

Frankenstein’s monster x a different sapphic Cleopatra bc baby gays <3333

Okay okay that black cat from Poe’s, well, The Black Cat x Poe’s Eulalie is cute yes

But I actually really REALLY love Poe’s Eulalie x Poe’s Berenice bc they’re “me and the bad bitch I pulled by being autistic” personified

The Snow Queen with mega daddy issues x Robin Hood if he was a socialist lesbian I SAIDDDD ITTTT

Imma say it historical figures JFK x Confucius were adorable bros

Aesop’s Fisherman x Odin’s other bird Munin you will always be famous my tragic old man yaoi <////3

Y’all will really have to hear me out here when I say Cinderella if she fucken snapped x ice cream Mad Hatter because couples who are terrible to each other but in a “only I’m allowed to be a horrid to them” way can be so funny

And I could go o n fer ages but the point is imagine explaining these ships to someone like 30 years ago with ZERO context their heads would explode and it’d be so funny

#most of these are rwby ships and imma be so real i couldve made an even longer list with just rwby ships alone #‘it aint much but its honest work’ -me being a multishipper #OKAY TIME TO TAG ALL THESE SHIPS. WELL THEN. man. really dug my own grave here #bumbleby #whiterose #white raven #rosebird #i like how theres a little pattern between these shipnames okay #super mega cursed idea is weiss x raven also being called white raven THROWINGGG UPPPP but also yeah that would be funny #one white raven i adore with my whole heart and then another white raven i would torch #kahlopatra #jnpr berries #i will NOT be listing each individual ship involved in that polycule holy shit #‘jaune we love you just as much as we loved pyrrha’ while in front of Pyrrha’s memorial??? like okay yeah sure gods GODS these kids #crosshares #clankie #shit hold on lemme look up these shipnames fer nevermore i only know white raven off the top of my head #okay uhhh we’ll go with spells and space bc incorrect nevermore said so and thats good enougg fer me #spells and space #boston magic #schneewood forest #<— one of my FAVES yall my reconnecting exes au fer Robyn n Winter is so <33333 #jkfucius #fairgame #spicecream #i wont tag each person bc tag limit but oh my god if anyone read these tags mwuah mwuah #rwby #nevermore webtoon #clone high #monster high

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adwox · 8 months

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a century confined to circuitry

#mega man zero #cyber elf x #cybie #mmz #megaman #>mine_>art #i have lik3 severeL different versions of this sketch tbh.. (posts the least clear one)#idk what happened with those typos omg. but yeah #my beloved cybie. born to love forced to be a shimeji #forgot to watermark this Oh well... i am too lazy truth be told

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agir1ukn0w · 10 months

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wouldn't it be sublime if this was him seeing how breathtaking she is and being struck speechless?

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skitskatdacat63 · 6 months

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What is this love triangle 😵‍💫😵‍💫

#one day i will make like a horrible compilation of all the various Fernando x ron dennis articles me and min(renaulonso) found #bcs theyre actually sickening. SICKENINGLY FUNNY!!!!#they make me fucking screech with laughter #its been months since we discussed it and went on a deep dive #but whenever i go back at look at those article titles and snippets #i am actually in tears of laugher bcs theyre so unwell #the title of the article this snippet is from btw is:#'Seven years after their acrimonious split love is in the air again for Ron Dennis and Fernando Alonso +'#'+ as the driver’s need meets McLaren’s desperation #LIKE WHAT THE FUCK!? WHY ARE THESE THE WORDS YOU CHOSE!?!?!?!?#there was also another article decribing their 'wedding' as jenson button watched on as the best man #like what the fuck made them write these #but yeah sorry suddenly needed to post this after that flavio quote from the doc #bcs im like wow...he lowkey sounded jealous as fuck talking abt ron dennis and fernando #as i said. describing it like a marriage and mentioning that they had to divorce at the end of 2007 #and saying that ron wasnt strict enough w the implication that he WAS #flavio briatore #ron dennis #fernando alonso #f1 #formula 1

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midkarma · 1 year

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idol aki x obsessed fan reader?

-> idea from @meownotgood & their anons !

you don’t know what it is about him, he’s not the most interesting member of his group, or necessarily the most talented, but he was one thing: incredibly attractive and effortlessly charming. it was really no wonder why he was scouted.

your obsession starts small. listening to the music, liking some edits on tiktok, maybe buying a little bit of merch. not much, just a keychain, if that. but you don’t have a lot going on really. and you’ve never really been “normal” about your interests—thank you neurodivergence—so when you see tickets go on sale in your area, you hit purchase.

it’s downhill from there. any second when you aren’t doing schoolwork, or at your job, you’re online. watching interviews, shopping for more photo cards, checking updates on when the next show will be, what tour is after that. your room is full of posters of the group, and pictures of aki. you go to meet and greets and nearly cry, usually choking on your words, and not getting much out besides an “i love your work. please sign this.”

you know you really have a problem when he starts recognizing you. you know that problem is only getting worse when he starts replying to your dumb thirst tweets about him.

“AKI LOOKED SO GOOD DURING THIS INTERVIEW!!!! I AM LOSING MY MIND PLEASE GIVE ME ONE CHANCE SIR [four attached images]”

“Thank you.”

you now feel a little worried that he’s seen your posts one upping other so called “aki stans” and don’t worry, he definitely has. there’s something about you that he finds interesting. in all honesty, he thinks you’re cute. the “flustered fan” persona of yours is attractive to him, or amusing at the very least.

he likes how your hands shake when you hand him a photo of himself to sign, he’s signed at least ten pieces of his own merchandise for you. the way you stutter over your words when you talk to him, it’s just charming in a way. after shows, when he spots you in the crowd watching him and the other members load their bus, he feels a slightly sick sense of pride.

he likes how much he has you wrapped around his finger. not that he would ever act on it….

his favorite is bumping into you in person. the first time you approached him on the street and shyly asked for a photo, he agreed, “but make it quick. i have rehearsal in ten minutes.” he held your phone for you—longer arms—and took the selfie. you looked like you were about to cry in the photo, but you posted it anyway, so filled with joy over the interaction (even if he had come off as a little rude. you’re just so glad he acknowledged your existence).

later that night, he opened his social media and searched for your account, and read the paragraphs you wrote just talking about the thirty second interaction.

a week or so later, his group members ask him who the person he’s with on his home screen is.

#karma is mid #aki #aki hayakawa #aki hayakawa x reader #idol au #idol aki #csm #chainsaw man #chainsaw man x reader #screams and cries and throws up #he would get so obsessed back but be so convinced that he’s not #[sees you in the crowd of one of his shows] [stares at you for the rest of the night] ‘yeah i’m really normal abt this fan’#anyhow you guys know i had to write some shit abt idol aki #my fav upon favs #i’m in love with him (REAL)

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cherrysmokesaconha · 4 months

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TomTord this... TordEdd that... You guys are forgetting the REAL Eddsworld ship that has a lot of angst potential

#enemies to lovers? yeah sure #strangers to lovers? hell yeah #one-sided love? HECK YEAH #they can be anything you'd like #i need to draw them so BAD #Could someone send me a reminder so I don't forget to draw them?#thank u #eddsworld #2004 eddsworld #loudtord #bobtord #2004 tord x loud bob #tord x loud bob #man i love rarepairs 😍😍#cherry talks #i am putting this on the main tags cuz i am BRAVE

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yashley · 1 year

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laudna: that way we can message each other. fearne: oh right lol

#critical role #imogen x fearne #imogearne #but I mean I'm gonna chew on imogen saying that to be nice and immediately JUMPING on the first thing fcg said #yeah it's not above imogen's other interest but COMPELS me though a faun in your face and you're blushing harder than you probably should be #but we are absolutely a thousand percent not unpacking THAT. one unrequited love at a time. imogen's just too real I literally #there is a SAFETY and familiarity with laudna despite imogen's deeper feelings but fearne is so unpredictable with feelings it's a gamble #ESPECIALLY with their current heightened state pairing up with chaotic fearne when imogen's tryna keep her shit together in every way #I need fearne to zone of truth imogen because it is a show to me when fearne zeros in on imogen to shake her up it's SO GOOD #it's SUCH a bluff #like if fearne Wanted imogen to admit she wanted to be on a team with laudna then why was she so pleased when it didn't happen #granted unfortunately the team up was a complete disaster so I don't know I'm playing the game wrong I know that #fearne gives attention and imogen stammers i just don't know man #fearne desperately wanting to prove to imogen she can be capable and fix the coin toss for imogen hmmmmm #fearne pleading with imogen what should she Do and now she’s trying to suddenly be a respectable teacher and capable partner hmmm #they shake me by the shoulders begging me to see it means nothing

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outislovescomics · 4 months

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sorry you're not getting any intelligent thoughts out of me for the next 7-12 hours

#x-force spoilers #wednesday spoilers #see the mistake you're making Sage is that you're forgetting Hank is a Big Dumb Lovey Dovey Bastard With A Crush On A C-List Actor #and when he thinks of Simon I believe his brain turns into a pecan #I like how Beast 2 is having a gay little reunion while Beast Prime is making like. a black hole nuke gun. im not even surprised #truly my reaction to Beast Prime's Deep Sea Expedition was 'yeah sure man 👍🏻' before looking back at the Wonderbeast MANSDMAND #One of them is in Cali For Love one of them is in Cali For Evil. you are not the same.#its easier to cope w/ the character assassination that's happened over the last Billion Years #when I know he's about to be folded like an omelette. Hope Has Returned.#if All This (tm) is what it takes for Hank and Si to finally fuck nasty style. then by God I'll take it 🫡 KANSDAMND #ANYWAYS IM RAMBLING BUT. Y'ALL. Y'ALL. WE'RE SO BACK

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romance-rambles · 23 days

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modern clarence | a reward for the diligent

After a day's hard work, you give your boyfriend a reward. He seems to disagree on who it's a reward for.

1.4k, post-azure island, established relationship + fluff, reader is mc, series: none

OUTSIDE THE LARGE WINDOW BEHIND your boyfriend's desk, the sun glows a soft red over the nearly empty streets. A young couple coming from class, oblivious to its quiet warning to head home soon, leisurely strolls past the building you're in.

Your tender gaze fixates on their held hands, quietly tracing the path their swinging arms take. The last of papers Clarence needs to look through rustle in the background, followed by the familiar sound of his pen etching his name into place. By now, you're certain all those hours of staring at his signature have, in fact, granted you the ability to forge it.

You've just never tried.

To you, surrounding his name with hearts on the margins of your various notebooks is a far more worthwhile endeavour. Sometimes, you throw in a Mrs. Clayden and marvel at how easily your future title slips off your tongue. It's an addictive thing, really, whether in singsong or screeching—you can't even begin to guess how many times Beanie has watched you warily, likely convinced that you're the victim of an on-and-off posession by some feral ghost.

The ghost of a bride, perhaps.

When you quipped about it to Clarence the first time, he somehow found an opening to discuss your impending last name situation. He had statistics and cited arguments and everything. Any lingering shame vanished in that moment, leaving behind an overwhelming desire to kiss him.

So, you did.

...only for William to walk in.

Since you'd gotten your kiss, you find you can look back fondly at that moment. The boys, on the other hand, range from being consistently flustered to berudgingly amused. It's easy enough to guess who's who.

"Thinking about something?" Clarence asks, his soft voice cutting through your thoughts.

You glance at him, the same dreamy smile most of your friends and acquaintances know to associate with your boyfriend still on your lips. A stack of completed paperwork sits neatly to his side, the very same one you stand on. And to his left sits the coffee you bought for him, empty and cold now, alongside other miscellaneous, but useful trinkets—including some cat-themed stationery that had reminded you of him, and vice versa.

Reaching over to be a helpful girlfriend, you pluck the coffee cup off the desk, adjusting the straps of your back once you're done. At the pointed look on his face, your smile transforms into something bigger—into a wide grin that leaves him knowing of what's to come.

"You." With a giggle, you clutch both of your coffee cups against your chest with one hand. "What else could it be?"

By now, the couple has disappeared into one of the nearby buildings. Your gaze flits to his hands—one rests atop the teal desk, fingers lightly curled in front of his propped-up elbow; the other supports his slumped cheek so effortlessly you feel like swooning.

The exhaustion from the previous days—though a definite cause for concern on your part—has done little to detract from how handsome he is.

You narrow your eyes fondly at him. "Tired?"

He only smiles helplessly as a near-imperceptible huff of laughter escapes through his nose. Your free hand has already crossed most of the distance between him and your when you remember to check the cups one last time. Though you're certain they're empty, considering you checked earlier, the last thing you want right now is a surprise.

When you're assured of their emptiness, you resume your prior quest, gently brushing his bangs out of the way. You're careful not to jostle his frames, taking the shortest path to your goal.

As the distance between your face and his steadily decreases, the coffee cups come to rest atop the desk. A consequence of the angle at which you lean over it, its front-facing edge digs into your skin. Still, you bear with the momentary discomfort, too distracted by the man in front of you.

And oh, is he worth it—

Clarence leans into your touch, his eyelids drooping until he seems to come to an agreement with himself and closes his eyes. The smile on his face remains, even as his eyebrows furrow in response to your wandering touch. You get as far as tucking his hair behind his ear—though, tragically, you're unable to dodge his glasses this time—when a brilliant idea creeps up on you from behind.

"Keep your eyes closed," you murmur, swallowing up half your words before they have a chance to escape.

By the time you've all but climbed atop his desk, he opens his eyes, his curious gaze offering a silent question. When the silence drags on, your only response being a cheeky smile, it becomes an audible one, tinged with a familiar exasperation he reserves only for you.

"Close my eyes? Okay..." Clarence sighs fondly, acquesing to your request. "But what are you going to do?"

Grinning, you hum. "It's like William said."

Your first order of business—in a hazily-conjured scheme with only a few steps—is to carefully divest him of his glasses. It earns you a soft chuckle from your boyfriend, though whether it's because of where this is going or the way you accidentally flicked his cheek is anyone's guess.

"It's easy to work hard when you have a reward waiting for you at the end, right?" you ask, handing him custody of his glasses once more. William had followed up his comment with a remark about how you and Clarence had it easy—then he'd fallen into faux despair when neither of you bothered to deny it. "Well, this is the reward."

After accepting your offering with practiced ease, he leaves them in his hand, inadvertently shielding them from your view. You condense your usual admiration for your boyfriend's pretty face into a quick moment, then cup his cheeks lovingly—though his own hand on his cheek restricts where yours can go.

With that same hand, Clarence grasps yours and cradles it against his cheek, properly this time.

"And who is it for?" he questions, sounding amused.

You're on your tiptoes, legs stretched out behind you. Every so often, you adjust yourself against the teal desk to offer your poor stomach some relief. Frankly, you think it might've been easier if you'd turned the corner twice instead, but you're too far in to back out now.

So, you laugh, pressing a kiss to the beauty mark under his eye. "Well, we can agree to disagree."

Once, around the time you grew aware of your feelings for him, you read online that some people believe a mole signifies the spot where your soulmate likes kissing you the most. And you've never liked being made out to be a liar, so you've made it your life's mission to turn it into a self-fulfilling prophecy—the only good one out there.

Clarence, on the other hand, wasn't nearly so lucky to have his spot somewhere visible. The memory of him turning pink when he pondered the implication a bit too intensely leaves you giggling once more.

"I haven't even started," he says, rubbing his thumb over the back of your hand. "It's a bit early to say that."

Snickering, you move your lips to his forehead.

"Better not," you say teasingly, before your voice softens and you pull back. Then, as if you aren't the current hold up in his schedule (you are), you add, "We have to be heading out soon. It's late."

"Hmm...I haven't gotten my reward yet," he teases, opening his eyes. You think they look even brighter now than they did a few minutes ago, like ocean waves gleaming under the sun. "I believe you mentioned something about that."

Letting go of his glasses for a moment, he fixes his bangs back into place. They're parted differently this time—or rather, not at all. You think you must've mentioned it to him at least a few times, the way it makes you think of the future.

Of sleepy mornings and freshly brewed coffee. Of requests for five more minutes, Clarence and his warm breath fanning against your ear when he denies you even that much. Of being the first person to gaze upon his beautiful face in the morning and the last person to point out the exhaustion that's seeped deep into his shoulders at night.

Your lips curve into a soft smile. "Well, I can't have you calling me a liar now, can I?"

"No," he agrees easily, squeezing your hand. Concern swims in his blue eyes as he narrows them at the edge of the desk. "But maybe you could get off of there first."

"This first," you say, before you press your lips to his for a quick peck.

He only smiles helplessly at you when you pull back. Somehow, you remember to climb off the desk before you take him up on his invitation and kiss him again.

#fics by aya #lovebrush chronicles #lovebrush chronicles x reader #for all time #for all time x reader #clarence clayden #clarence clayden x reader #lbc clarence #lbc clarence x reader #lovebrush clarence #lovebrush clarence x reader #rambles from here on ->#desperately need two cake.png because this is the third time i've written about kissing clarence #probably the third time i've fixated on his mole too #but yeah I LOVE THIS MAN SO MUCH?? he's perfect the way he is #anyways i should probably check everyone else's date lines because so far clarence and alkaid are my only victi—dates #but im remembering that one handholding line from clarence and hnngg...#alkaid save me...[or lars actually? qixi is. qixi lars is beautiful. or cael actually]

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