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An evolution of my shipping

In the beginning:  aww they're cute I bet they'd be good together
2 months later:  omg they're so cute why don't you guys kiss already
4 months later:  I didn't fucking ask for this dammit. I don't want to care this much
6 months later:  Did you fucking see that do you see the way their shoulders brush when they touch, do you see the way they breathe in sync. GIVE ME ALL THE META ON THEIR SHIRTS MATCHING!!Did you see them cough at the same time? Yeah bitch that's how you OTP YOUR OTP COULD NEVER!!
8 months later:  *guzzling bottles of alcohol* I'm trash I'm fucking shipper trash. I don't even care, at this point I exist on an alternate plane where my spirit is aligned with theirs... *sobs quietly* endgame bitches *throws middle fingers in the air*
Maleficent and Diaval watching Aurora and Philip

Diaval:  I can see what's happening
Maleficent:  what?
Diaval:  and they don't have a clue
Maleficent:  stop
Diaval:  they'll fall in love and here's the bottom line, our trio's down to two
Maleficent:  Diaval she's going to be comatose in like a day

eternally-atypical:

Daryl: *Hits the car lights.*
Carol: WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!
Daryl: ..
Daryl:
Daryl: ….
Daryl: I’m going to save my tiny, blonde girlfriend, what the hell does it look like?