as promised bby

I feel so homesick right now… so I took my homesickness and gave it to Lance bc thinking about how homesick Lance must be somehow made me feel happier for a second before I started crying bc he must feel it at least 10x worse bc I know I’ll see them soon and he doesn’t know if he’ll ever see his family again

Sorry if there are any typos, I can barely see through my tears

-at the garrison it was somehow different. he wasn’t with his family, but he knew he’d get to see them around the holidays and such things, plus skyping or texting or calling

-he still missed them and so he thought he knew what homesickness felt like: a tiny squeeze of your heart and a whispered voice reminding you of your family, but still fairly easy to ignore with the smallest distractions

-even then, if things got really bad for him at school he knew the worst they could do was send him back to his family, who would still accept him even if he was kicked out

-and then he was pulled into a giant space war

-which, unlike the garrison or literally any other school, has his schedule entirely unplanned

-was he going to eat breakfast tomorrow or were they going to have to fight something? was Allura going to surprise them with a crazy drill that they’d have to suffer through? was Hunk going to wake up later than usual and cause to Coran decide to make them disaster food? if he slept in, would the team let him sleep til lunch? who knows

-was he even going to live long enough to see his family? if Zarkon attacked earth, would they know? would they be able to stop him? what if his family is already dead? for all Lance knew, he could die in his sleep, but Allura dismissed him and said they couldn’t visit earth yet

-he has so much more time to think of things and at first he thought that would make him would feel better, but it doesn’t

-instead he notices that he can’t remember the way his sister parted her her hair, or where the freckle on his brother’s face was or if there even was one. he can’t quite remember the tune to the song his mother always sang, or the way his dad’s face lit up as he came home from his late shift at work only to find that everyone had stayed up late just to see him walk through the door

-his first thought is that it didn’t matter, that those were only the small things

-but then he noticed that he could barely breathe

-he was gasping and his lungs felt like they were full of cotton, his eyes stung as he tried not to cry, his head pounding out his erratic heartbeat. his hands and feet felt numb, his arms and legs like jelly. he felt nauseous too, and bile stung his throat as his mouth went completely dry. his heart felt like it was being ripped out of his chest viciously

-he tried to think of something else, anything else, but now his head was screaming everything he must be missing back at home

-does his sister still make cookies every saturday? does his brother still pick flowers on his way home from school? does his mom still make ridiculous cards for him and his siblings? does his dad still insist that they take pictures everyday?

-do they think he’s dead?

-at this point Lance just needs to get out. he’s scared and just hopes that distracting himself will still work because it’s the only thing he could think of

-so he walks right down into the dining room where the rest of the team is and starts talking

-the others talk back, and everything goes back to normal for Lance

-but the longer he’s away from his family, the more often this occurs, until it’s a habit to just talk to everyone every time he has someone to talk to

-he talked to the paladins, he talked to the alteans, he talked to Blue (and any other lion, although he couldn’t tell if they were listening or not)

-and eventually the others found him to be more and more annoying

-which sucks, because he needs them more than ever now, because now everything he does reminds him of home

-bathing, eating, sleeping, practicing, laughing, even talking

-and there are things he never did in space like fighting, training, or using crazy machines, but it just helped remind him that he’s doing them because he’s not at home

-Lance wants to tell them, but no one else talks about being homesick so he decides he has to stay strong

-they all say he’s annoying (wether or not they mean it) so he slowly gets quieter and basically loses his only coping mechanism but no one seems to notice how much worse he’s getting

-they don’t notice how quiet he is now either, until he says something and someone asks him if he knows how to shut up before they realize that that was the first time they had heard him speak in days

-they see his face fall and his eyes fill with tears, and now they notice his eye bags and the way he seems to be ready to fall over at any given second

-they don’t say anything however, because they aren’t very social and don’t know what to say (only Hunk and Coran seem to have any skills socially, but they wouldn’t be telling Lance to shut up in the first place so it’s safe to say whoever said it wouldn’t be a feelings expert)

-so they leave it alone. Lance was probably just tired lately for some reason but they won’t make him go to sleep because they figure he’ll be fine (again, pretty sure Hunk and Coran are the only ones who know what sleeping is)

-they’re too lost in thought to notice Lance leave the room gasping for air

-they’re too busy moving on to notice that Lance won’t be fine

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   His heart squeezes

   Lea skids to a halt. He’s meant to be meeting Isa - he’s running late. His feet seem entirely more interested in turning ‘round and dashing in the opposite direction, though. He wants to be there. It’s not unlike the sensation of forgetting something important; there is the immediate need to reclaim it. 

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my favorite part in All The Wrong Moves by @gallifreyanlibertea

You guys should read it!! Alfred’s a fool here. A cute fool ;3c (also adorkable daughter Amelia?? Who doesn’t want that èwé?) and poor Arthur XD

MANA NEVER STOP MAKING CUTE FICS LIKE THIS ;//7//;)b  

Tom’s mind was swimming as he was stationed in the front desk of the police department, listening to too long of a story in his opinion. “So… is there an actual issue to this novel that I’m supposed to assist with, or is this merely for entertaining purposes? Because if so, I think you need to work on your content buddy. You’re better than that.” Tom explained, intending it as a joke to lighten the others mood.

“Hey pal, you alright? You’re lookin’ a little lost.”

Spoilers for 2x01

It felt as surreal as the first time Connor spent the night over.

Oliver had decided early on the he wouldn’t let himself hope for much when it came to Connor. He respected Connor’s right to make his own choices, understood that Connor didn’t like the idea of traditional couples, and didn’t push for anything more since the morning Connor came to him for sex and Oliver accidentally called them a couple. Maybe it was his low self-esteem talking at the time, or his disbelief that someone like Connor could stick around for him, but Oliver never thought he’d actually see the day that Connor willingly called them a couple. Let alone Connor calling them a couple while moving his belongings into Oliver’s apartment, all of his own accord. 

It was exhilarating. It was terrifying. 

Oliver looked around his own apartment, trying to imagine how Connor’s stuff would look mixed with his. The boxes still sat by the apartment door, Connor having rushed off as soon as Annalise called him, but a few things caught Oliver’s eye as he looked at them; like the numerous textbooks adorning a huge box, the framed picture poking out of one of the boxes, a blanket in a horrifying shade of green, and some kind of sports equipment that Oliver couldn’t name to save his life. 

Connor’s belongings seemed so harmless and unassuming sitting in cardboard boxes but Oliver knew that, sat among his own things, these objects had a completely different meaning. They meant that Oliver was starting a new life. A new life with one Connor Walsh -who was now Oliver’s live-in boyfriend. Oliver had the mad urge to giggle. He tamped it down and set to work on emptying the boxes for when Connor came back. 

He decided that he’d sort out the obvious things first; books on shelves, framed photos on nightstands, ugly blanket in the closet, and leave the other stuff for when Connor came back so they could arrange it together. 

Oliver worked slowly and with a small smile on his face. Despite everything that happened in the past few days, today felt like a great fresh start. He knew this didn’t change his diagnosis and that they still had a lot to worry about, but the ugly blanket held in his hand was Connor’s and it felt a lot like a small victory, and Oliver loved to revel in those.

As he emptied out boxes and made space for new things to be added to his shelves, Oliver mused that when Connor came over tonight he would be coming home. His smile widened to a full-on grin after that.

So I was thinking and I am appalled at myself for one aspect that is missing from my aus and posts: I find that there is a disturbing lack of trooper 99 when I love him so so so much so I’m gonna fix that.

Where is the au where 99 survives the attack on Kamino and is a hero and Cody and Rex fight tooth and nail to get him to come with them? They tell their Generals and Obi-wan eventually manages to convince the Kaminoans (with the help of Shaak Ti) to allow him to take on 99.
And they give him a place on the ship where he can apply his real skills and Cody sort of looks after him and all the boys are proud of him and he gets to feel the brotherhood he should’ve and gets to feel wanted and needed.

And au where everyone lives and order 66 doesnt happen, basically the same thing happens but in the end when the clones are given rights and housed and whatnot, 99 lives with Cody and Obi-wan sometimes going over to stay with the Skywalkers because Rex’s crew loves him too. And he gets to be with his brothers and help around the house but always have someone who cares if he’s feeling ok or needs to sit down for a bit. Rex and Cody seem to always be handy with a quilt to put over his lap when he falls asleep sitting somewhere.
And he loves having tea with Kenobi or Padme and playing the star wars equivalent to chess while talking. Its all cute and he’s loved and happy amd everything is good.