There’s no explanation– Nor is there any need for one as Lyric yanks the taller male down to their level and knocks him with a clear right hook.  They aren’t sure whether it makes them more or less angry when he doesn’t fight back, merely staring at them with defeated eyes that let them know, even without their actions, that he knew the weight of his crime.

Frustration burned like fire through their veins, and it seemed like even the burning sensation of bruised flesh on their knuckles couldn’t compare to it.  How dare he?  How dare he?  He had something that was beautiful, unattainable by most, and he didn’t even know it.  Ignorance was not bliss.  No, to Lyric, it was the greatest sin.

And yet…they still couldn’t find it in them to hate him.  He was their friend, precious and treasured.  Even with that sad smile of Eileen’s flashing behind their eyes, Lyric could not hate Capo Santos

Fist raised high, trembling, the smaller of the two brought it down…only to pull Capo into their arms tightly.  God, they couldn’t stand to see him sad.  There were no winners in this fight, no victories to be celebrated.  Just pain, pain all around.

Don’t you do it again  Don’t you make me do this again.”  Lyric whispered, squeezing tighter– tight enough so that all of the bad feelings between them would be squeezed out like the tears on their cheeks, only relaxing when he held them back weakly.

Things would be fine.  Things would be fine.
By Organization for Transformative Works

Buccellati looks at him. “Abbacchio. I can take it. Just fucking spar with me.”

“Is that an order, capo?” Abbacchio asks him, narrowing his eyes.

Buccellati sighs and lifts his arms over his head to stretch. “No, Jesus. If you really don’t want to, I won’t force you to. But I’m not leaving you alone here and I figured sparring would be more fun than watching you destroy yourself with equipment I don’t even know the names of.”

Abbacchio copes.

t for Teen and for Tenuously teen-rated. theres no actual sex but it’s pretty sexy? whatever teenagers can read it it’s fine it’s fine i’m a teenager it’s fine

Take the used-up heart like a pebble
and throw it far out.

Soon there is nothing left.
Soon the last ripple exhausts itself
in the weeds.

Returning home, slice carrots, onions, celery.
Glaze them in oil before adding
the lentils, water, and herbs.

Then the roasted chestnuts, a little pepper, the salt.
Finish with goat cheese and parsley. Eat.
You may do this, I tell you, it is permitted.
Begin again the story of your life.

Jane Hirshfield, “De Capo,” in The Lives of the Heart (HarperCollins, 1997)

Voltron Gang/Mafia Au

Because I need more badass Allura. Their family symbol is a lion btw ohoho

  • Allura: Daughter of the famous mafia boss who was called King Alfor. After his death, she took over as head.
  • Coran: Allura’s consigliere who was a close friend of her father and who she considers an uncle
  • Shiro: Was promoted to underboss after Allura took control. One of the strongest people in the mafia family. Has a strong hatred for their rivals, The Galra Family.
  • Lance, Keith, Hunk, and Pidge: The capos. Known for the weapons they had passed down to them/fighting skills as well as their nicknames (Blue Lion: Lance, Red Lion: Keith, etc)
  • Zarkon: Leader of the rival mafia family, his power and influence is rapidly growing.


  • Shiro, Hunk, Lance, Keith, and Pidge together are known as Voltron (cheesy I know but shut up)
  • Shiro’s very protective of Allura but damn have you seen that woman fight?
  • Keith and Lance often have fights a lot, fights with weapons. If you were to witness it, you’d think that they were in rival gangs. Nope, they’re just idiots.
  • Allura is probably very gay for Pidge. (And I am very gay for Allura.)