breaking-shit

Keep me
in your necklace
in your smile
in your heart.

Love me
in your words
in your thoughts
in empty nights.

Hold me
in your eyes
in your book
in the name of love.

Remember me,
not all the time
just the happy times
never the sad times.

Please remember me.
Please remember.
Please.

—  Lukas W. // Remember me
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@theylovetheafro

Ya know what I want?

I want for the Paladins to a “spring cleaning” in the Castle and the Lions and that they find all sort of stuff, especially from the paladins before them that once piloted their lions.

I want Lance to find a small heavy box filled with small squares that resemble photos and in all of them a young happy ex-Blue Paladin is smiling bright and big at the camera. I want him to go through all the photos of their adventures where they are on with blue paladin armor along with the rest team and photos of the planets and people they saved. I want him to be motivated of that and push himself to do as good as his senior Paladin did; to help, save and care.

I want Hunk to find video clips of the old paladin of his lion where he’s almost video blogging and he’s narrating the adventures. The videos start as a formal report but then slowly turn into a journal and Hunk is mesmerized by the story telling. The stories become more personal as the videos go on and then, in one of them, there’s a second tiny person besides the old yellow paladin, cradled in his arms and Hunk gasps out when Alfor whispers Allura’s name as he stares fondly at the small Altean baby.

I want Pidge to find all kind of dry plants and flowers in one of her lion’s compartments and for her to being curious enough to look their meaning and components, to see if they were related to the nature back in Olkari, but turns out they are just harmless simple silly plants/leaves/flowers/petals from different planets. I want her to find the old Green Paladin notebook with the characteristics of each plant and it’s enough for Pidge to search and wonder why they were so important to the past paladin. I want her to feel this soothing calm breeze inside her as she learns more and more about nature and feels a better connection with her Lion.

I want Keith to find sketches. I want him to find sketches of aliens, planets, explosions, Red, all the lions together, Voltron itself, the castle. I want him to see through the old red Paladin’s eyes and see their reality, to see the calling and good and belonging they had and wishing he could be part of that. I want him to pick up that extra empty journal he finds, covered in dust and falling blank pages, and start doing his own sketches, making up his mind and starts portraying his home, his team, his family he has found and creating his own path slowly.

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Within the last few sessions, my friends and I had been exploring the capital city chassing down a pair of blood magic twins who screwed us over in a deal we had made with them. After putting a few pieces together that night, we went to sleep only to find that two, including my character, out of the three of us were kidnapped.

When my character woke up he found he was captured by the twins and was going to be used in a sacrifice that would allow the twins to keep control over the town. He ended up losing a leg in the process before his unkidnapped companion stepped in and fought them.

The next day our DM, who is my best friend, texted me.

DM: Sorry bout your leg btw

Me: Pfffffft!!! Eh Zaris will manage. Maybe. He has a broom so he can still move a bit. Unless he needs both legs for it. Then he’s a lil fucked.

DM: TBH, I was actually going to take both of your legs but Cam (our friend) interupted.

Me: Thanks babe. Appriciate it. What is a rouge without his legs?

DM: A bard

Me: Ok rude.

Context: Witch received a ring and let the Oracle try it on only to learn it was enchanted.

Witch: I roll strength to yank it off his finger!

Oracle: what no it’s my precious ring!

Witch: *nat 20*

DM: you proceed to break his finger as you take the ring back, even though you have no idea if it’s cursed or what magic it contains.

Witch: don’t care finders keepers!