why is it that this fandom ALWAYS finds something to demonize shiro for?? as if hes gotta be Perfect or hes toxic and a bad leader like??? if its not one thing its another i s2g and now of ALL things i keep seeing angry rants about how shiro treats lance like shit and hes toxic for him or some bullshit like?? that makes me so??? upset and kinda mad tbh??
are we forgetting that it was lance who shiro first extended his hand to?? that shiro told lance in episode one that they should all trust each other and make decisions together?? that lance is always ready with a counterpoint to any strategy shiro makes, but shiro NEVER yells or tells him to shut up or says he’s being stupid, simply counters his arguements with valid points?? that it was shiro that trusted lance to analyze the battleship layouts and double check strategies/ideas when they were going in to rescue allura in s1? that it was shiro who trusted lance to be with him on that mission in beta traz, didnt even try to interrupt him as he took that risky shot to save slav, cause he knew he could do it??
do they have a lot of moments together like keith and shiro or keith and lance do?? no, cause keith and shiro have history, and keith and lance have that constant rivalry to keep them running into each other. shiro and lance havent really found a mutual connection. YET. the crew has been making it a pretty obvious point to develop them individually before getting them to really interact with eachother on deeper levels. they have a plan and frankly peoples lack of trust in the creators and in SHIRO is very disappointing.
shiro isnt perfect, none of them are. he’s only human. but not putting lance on the pedestal that the fandom puts him on and then blaming shiro for lances own insecurities that shiro has had NO WAY or opportunity to really know about or pick up on is ridiculous.
shiro may have a bit of bias for keith, sure, but this fandom is WAY too biased for lance. he’s my favorite too, trust me, i get where some of your disappointment and worry is coming from. but letting it blind you and really get to you when we’re barely on season 2 is too much yall. its not healthy. and its disrespectful too. chill. take a deep breath. have patience. trust the creators, and please trust shiro and stop demonizing him for things out of his control smh.
Request: (i lost it in my blog but something about the reader being sick/hurt and the boys take care of them)
A/N: im sorry i took so long, as always. please forgive me, and enjoy!
You were walking home, your bag was thrown over your shoulder. You forgot your umbrella, and you were soaked, the wool hoodie doing nothing to stop the raindrops from seeping through. You didn’t check the weather today, so this was a big surprise for you. Lafayette wanted to drive you home, but you insisted on walking, not wanting him to leave work early. Hamilton and Laurens were working at the office too, and Mulligan had to go to his shop to finish the orders that people brought in.
Your phone rang, and you answered, barely glancing at the contact picture. “Hello?”
“Y/N! I told you that I would take you home!” Mulligan’s rough voice said. You rolled your eyes, sitting on a seat next to a bus stop. Thankfully, it was only slightly wet, not enough to make you stand.
Parallel Lines Who Meet, Lin-Manuel Miranda x Reader
Prompt: Loosely based off of Stephen Sondheim’s musical ‘Company’.
Author’s Note: With a midnight re-watch of my first favorite musical, Company, I was inspired to write something loosely inspired by it. Lin is Bobby in this scenario. Ish. If you don’t have the time to sit and watch this lovely production (which includes great stars, like Stephen Colbert!), I recommend at the very least listening to ‘Being Alive’ and ‘Someone is Waiting’’.
Warnings: Negative talk of marriage, divorce. 2k words of me rambling and nothing really happening.
“Happy birthday, Lin!” The group cheered in unison.
The man of the hour stood at the entrance of his apartment, looking on at the scattered party guests, each holding the hand of their significant other. He had been running late for the party in his honor - something that had been intended as a surprise but that he had known about for weeks.
“Thirty-five! You don’t look it!” Pippa cried, lingering by the gift table. She placed a pristine, wrapped box next to the dozen others, “You can return it. I mean, what do you get for the man that has everything?”
“Maybe a wife?” Teased Steven by her side, a giggle escaping his fiancee. Her ring glittered in the dimly lit room as she moved to cover her mouth.
“I better-” Lin pointed the guests all anxiously waiting for their turn with the birthday boy.
“Go, we won’t keep you.”
He was delivered boxed compliments all night, perfectly prepared ahead of time. Thirty-five and you’ve accomplished so much! Thirty-five and you look thirty-two! Thirty-five and look at where you are!