caus

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““I don’t understand why you’re so afraid of the ocean.” Lance said.

“It can kill me.”

“So can I.”

“You wouldn’t, though. The ocean doesn’t care. We’re just bits of flotsam. It’d bash me against the rocks just as much as it keeps me floating here.”

“It’d do the same to me, though. We’re all just bits of flotsam to it, just like the earth would be a bit of flotsam in the sun, and the sun is nothing but a bit of flotsam in the galaxy- which is nothing but a bit of flotsam in the universe. I’m just as much to the ocean as you are.””

The art for my fic blue lightning and the red bandit, chapter eleven Go read it!

Please

did a sketch of him with his greasy lookin black hair

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StarlightChallenge: Favorite Friendship

↳ Hyukbin

Hongbin: “To me, you’re like a real younger brother, so thank you.“ | Hyuk: “We get along like real brothers, so we’re really close. If I had to choose, I’d want a brother like you.”

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Haikyuu - Criminal AU


This au is thought up by two artists, @nekokat42 and me, we’re not trying to write so the AU is just a bunch of events without an actual plot (for now- we’re open to collaborate w/ writers tho ^^)

The au is very violent and very sad. If you don’t like seeing your favs getting hurt, it’s probably not for you!


the HQ teams are criminal families. The captains are heads of these families.

The characters are aged up to mid thirties, the youngest is Akane at 18.

There are big time gaps between these events:

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Shiro’s arch nemesis is a powerful magic user of higher status (possibly royalty) 

who walks around in a disguise to hide her lineage.

the witch likes to experiment with her magic and is also something of a mad scientist. she keeps sending emissaries out to kill team voltron until she gets fed up and decides to do something herself. 

when shiro crashes back to earth hes got snow white hair. the garrison captures and sedates him, but he gets rescued by a space knight while still unconscious

and they ride off into the sunset/sunrise on his horse cool hoverbike 

so anyway wheres my snow white sheith au is what im saying 

The partygoers’ cheers die in their wine-slick throats. 

Portia trips her way up the scaffold, shoving the guards away from Julian and falling in front of him, trembling with sobs. Julian kneels to her height. 

He smiles fondly, laughs softly. It hurts his throat. “You’re still as short as I remember, huh?” 

Portia throws her arms around and sobs into his shoulder, small fingers gripped tight around his shirt, trying to convince herself that he’s there, he’s real, he’s breathing.

Julian whispers, soothes. “It’s okay.” 

But that tone was reserved for patients. Portia could see through the lie.

The wide-eyed crowd parts for Nadia, calling out Portia’s name. 

“Portia, get down from there.”

“You can’t!” Portia screams. She’s breathing harsh, tears streaming. A hiccupping sob wracks her. “You can’t.” 

Nadia stands tall, swallows hard.

“Your majesty.” Portia pleads. Julian turns his head away from the crowd. The night grows cold as the wind blows through. The noose above them sways. 

She whispers this time. “Nadia.” 

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BAD END