Shipping Wars Could Be So Much Fun If People Didn't Make It So Life Or Death Feeling. It Could Be A Great
Shipping wars could be so much fun if people didn't make it so life or death feeling. It could be a great bonding experience in fact. To explore new concepts and ideas and generally not become complete assholes to eachother just because. We don't like the same two or so fictional beings being friends or more
Just because it's canon doesn't make you morally superior. Just because it didn't canonically work out don't mean it can't be shipped. Just because you don't like the personality pairing doesn't mean you can't accept it for what it is and move on
It's fiction man. The whole story is fiction, the characters are fiction, the personalities abd bonds are fiction. Fiction is an object that you project onto, not a real being.
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Appleblossom Week Day 5 - Wyes
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IMPORTANT!!!
Lucy x Max will never be able to happen!!!!! (Joke)
Reasoning:
Lucy x Max in bed -> bro is gonna bore the hell outta his woman
Ghoul x Lucy in bed -> He'll find a way to excite her every time, every moment
AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH
Welcome Home x Scooby-Doo
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Not sure I'm very satisfied with Barnaby and Home respectively, but there was an attempt! So sad I made an au where I can't see myself shipping Wally x Julie, though. I'll leave that to some other shipper to figure out lol
Probably do a part two a bit later for some other characters I have in mind, because it's fun
She's singing him a lullaby
Tangled au by CatchChocolate on Twitter
Appleblossom Week Day 7 - Spring
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Two little dolls tumble, tackle, topple in the sweetly spring breeze,
A welcoming warmth stretched out against their seems.
Lea to tickle their senses and a kiss to forward their stories,
Their world only ever described a dream.
Later to lay tattered in a world of numbing cold,
Rubbles of imagination strewn to ruins,
A tenebrosious viscous ooze bled through their crystallised haven of gold,
The curtains risen to an audience of demons.
Smiling, laughing, delusions in the midst of eastertide,
Casting upon the two lemans a twinkling drape of innocent wishes.
Flowers bursting to bloom, birds laud to a sing.
Two lovers writing their own beguiling scenes.
They look at eachother, broken and mangled, among the wilted flowers,
Screams left dead upon their lips, her eyes left to utter pleading whispers.
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Average poem skilling. Makes me wanna draw this vision that I probably won't due to lack of time
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