do you have any thoughts or head canons about adhd lance?
All I Do Is Think About ADHD Lance 24/7, 7 Days A Week, All Year Long. Anyway here goes.
Lance: [mockingly] “We need to focus.”
That’s a canon line like… ADHD Lance is real lmao
He tries his best to follow verbal directions, he really does, but it’s.. His short-term memory is honestly so fucked to hell lmao. Things just get switched around the moment someone says them.
Blue takes to recording things sort of?? Like Shiro and Allura will divvy out tasks at the beginning of a mission, and once Lance is in the cockpit Blue will pull up a miniscreen that has all his duties typed out for him. So he can read them and then know what he needs to do, all in the correct order.
When he completes an objective, he gets a checkmark!
Lance: I know I’m supposed to take my meds on a strict schedule but what if I… did Not do that… lol Hunk: Lance, that sounds like a really bad idea Lance: Nah it’ll be fine
Lance, thirty minutes later: Hunk, if you have ever loved me, you will kill me. Hunk: (rubbing Lance’s back) I know it’s bad, but it’ll pass
During his downtime, Lance can usually be found wearing Pidge’s headphones. He doesn’t even have any music playing, he just likes how they muffle out most sound.
Noise-cancelling headphones kind of freak him out, he needs a pair that strikes that perfect balance of Blocking Out Most Noise while simultaneously allowing him to register stimuli.
Pidge eventually makes him a pair of blue headphones and Lance spends the rest of the day like :’)
He zones out very easily, so he tends to keep a timer on his person, just so he can be aware of.. himself, I guess. He hates losing track of time, because Lance is a very big ‘live in the moment’ kind of guy, so it’s frustrating when he misses out on life because of his ADHD.
Lance always needs some kind of background noise, just to keep him from being anxious. When he’s stressed but really needs to focus, he literally just listens to static/white background noise. It’s super helpful actually, I really recommend it.
Allura: Paladins, your training session for the day will be spent meditating (Lance gets up) on the bond between you and your- Lance?
Lance: (halfway out the door) lmao have fun guys!
Sometimes his brain just goes into hyperdrive so Lance will go to the training room and either run around until he gets tired or go on the Altean equivalent of a treadmill and pound out a few miles.
His ADHD ties into a lot of his insecurities. Lance has a big family, which means that everyone kind of has to be loud in order to be heard. So his hyperactiveness didn’t really stand out until he hit middle school, which was when he was finally diagnosed.
Lance is a smart kid, but he always feels like he’s two steps behind everyone else because of his ADHD. It slows him down, almost, even as it sends his mind into overtime. And that niggles away at him.
A big problem is that Lance doesn’t really know his own limits… or he does, but he refuses to acknowledge them. He’s constantly comparing himself and his abilities against other people (Keith) and becomes frustrated when he can’t ‘keep up’ when in reality… They’re racing on two completely different tracks. He just refuses to accept that.
What if Yuuri forgets his vows so he just rambles for ten minutes about how perfect and kind and loving Viktor is and how he always looked up to him and Viktor can't even get his own vows out once it's done because he's crying too hard and they both just end up gushing for a while before the Yurio yells for them to get on with it.
So like, imagine an AU where Trevelyan, Lavellan, Adaar and Cadash never actually made it to the Conclave. They all got spectacularly waylaid – by each other – on the way there and ended up forming a clump of grumpy, teeth-gritted comradeship to survive the rather hostile road there because idk about you, but a Dalish elf, a Tal-Vashoth Qunari, a Carta dwarf and the 39th son of the 40th cousin twice removed from the royal family of the Free Marches would make the most fantastic, oddball adventuring party ever.
And it’s just like…yeah, I literally dreamed this last night so here, have some potential dialogue lines.
Adaar, very clearly a virgin: Oh yeah, I’ve had sex. I’ve had all the sex. Cadash: Pffft. The only thing you’ve been bangin’ are the pots and pans– Lavellan: Keep your dick away from our cooking utensils or so help me.
Trevelyan: Nobody here appreciates fine dining like I do. Cadash: Yeah well, shit’s an acquired taste, as you would know.
Cadash: Just a quick question. Where did you get your admirable sense of humor from? The spite is just…riveting. Lavellan: It is homegrown on a history of slaughter and slavery from the shem. I’m glad you liked it. Trevelyan: Of course the dwarf would. Lavellan: The dwarf has good tastes.
Adaar: How did your thought process go from ‘oh god what a huge demon on fire’ to ‘I’m going to whack it with my sword and hope that it dies’? Trevelyan: Look, mate. My enemies were on fire once and they died when I whacked them hard enough too. Cadash: It’s too bad he’s a human. He would’ve made the perfect kind of Carta. Lavellan: Yes, the odor is identical to yours. (pause) Adaar: You marked him? Trevelyan: WHAT?! MARK ME WITH WHAT– OH MAKER– Cadash: I rubbed my dwarfy little hands all over him while he slept, yup. Lavellan: Creators, cleanse me from the evils my ears have borne audience to.
Cadash: Is it true Templars would sell an arm and a leg for a mouthful of lyrium? Lavellan: I can’t believe I’m saying this, but that’s rude. Trevelyan: It certainly is! And it’s more accurate that they would sell their mothers, anyway. Adaar: Andraste burning on the stakes wasn’t enough to clean you of your sins, I see.
Lavellan: You have no discomfort, traveling alongside a Dalish mage? Trevelyan: Nope. I was born uncomfortable, anyway.
Cadash: Hey, we can lure [the bandits] down this tunnel. Adaar: So all of us except for you can get stuck down there? Cadash: Oh ye of little faith! Trevelyan: Even if the Maker descended right now, haloed in everlasting lights with Andraste by His side and tell me to trust you, I wouldn’t do it.
Requested by anon: Hi. It’s the anon who asked about the Latina reader here. I was wondering if you’d do like where Daveed and the reader are really good friends but Lin knows she has a crush on him and he’s teasing her about it but daveed overhears them mention him and doesn’t understand them cause they’re talking in Spanish. He asked her about it or something and then fluff or smut! I don’t know…. Your other fics are amazing so I know this one will be to die for no matter what! Gracias!! ❤❤
Warnings: Swearing and SMUTTT. A LOT OF IT idk what else you want from me ahahaha
A/N: This was SO FUN to write but Idk I’m sorry if this was so bad lol I THINK I’VE OFFICIALLY MADE THE SINNERS CLUB LOLOL OKOKOK
contrary to popular belief what if lance is like the moon and keith is like the sun?
… lance likes being the center of attention, he’s loud, he’s warm, he’s confident, he’s kind, and can be a bit intense sometimes. he seems like the perfect sun, right? however, what if he’s like the moon? he’s constantly overshadowed by keith and feels like he only reflects light from keith as a replacement, the moon controls the tides like how water is his element, and he has a darker, sadder side to him that most people don’t see. it seems like pidge and hunk (earth) are the only things that hold him down, but he’s very important to them even if he doesn’t realize it. to him it may seem like pidge and hunk are fine on their own, but the without the moon the damage on the earth would be crazy. he revolves around them, and gets jealous and sad easily when they don’t pay him attention. he loves home and gets homesick often, wanting to stay close to earth.
…keith is quieter and lonelier, more introverted and less social. he’s pretty mysterious. he makes a great moon. but he also does make a good sun- fiery passion and the power to incinerate anything that comes too close to him. he can come off intense just like lance, and doesn’t like getting too close to anyone, only letting space itself (shiro) get too close. of course he’s absolutely necessary to the team, but that’s obvious- he’s a good pilot, a good fighter, a good paladin. everyone knows how essential the sun is to earth and the entire universe. there’s a lot of pressure handed to him by shiro (space) and whether or not he likes it shiro places the universe to defend on his shoulders.
everyone sees the sun during the day. it’s right there. but though we know the moons always there every night, we don’t always see it. it’s obvious keith’s absence would be devastating, but what about the little, unimportant moon?
imagine the moon, or lance, does disappear - the earth would tip over and there would be either extreme seasons or no seasons at all (emotions would be running high among the team or everything would be plain and empty). earth’s orbit is thrown out of balance, life for the team would not be the same. days would go by so fast and everything would seem dull- even if it only reflects light, in the sun’s absence the moon is the brightest object in the night sky. the oceans would go down, the memories of what lance loved so much fading, and the moon also defends earth from meteorites. lance’s disappearance would cause a sensitive wound that could never be healed.
ok please ignore me i’m only a little kid with no knowledge of science
Y/N had spent most of her childhood years in Derry. Despite all the murders,the bullies,the depression that always ran through her because of it,she loved her birthplace. The bond between Derry and Y/N was strong,the girl loved the small town unconditionally,almost blindly. Derry was her weakness. Her priority. Her number one.
Adoring Derry also meant loving the people living in it. Specifically, a bunch of kids,a bunch of losers who Y/N swore she would never forget;Stan,Eddie,Ben,Bev,Richie,Mike and Bill…
Bill. Bill Denbrough. Her best friend. Her crush. The love of her life,maybe. Bill was just too perfect. With his beautiful eyes,his adorable stuttering…To her,he was the perfect boy. He was always kind and sweet to her… But then she would remind herself that she was just a young girl. Having feelings towards a boy was stupid. That’s what her mother said.
Knowing that she had to leave everybody behind hurt too much. She got so attached to her friends,that when the time came and she had to announce the breaking news,she just couldn’t help but sob and cry uncontrollably. Eddie had put his aspirator in her mouth,hoping it would help her calm down,but it was no use.
“Please don’t cry…” Beverly had told her as she hugged her tightly.
“You don’t understand…” Y/N said,wiping away a few tears using the sleeves of her long jacket. “I’m gonna live with my mom’s sister. That bloody woman is gonna make my life a living hell…”
Nobody said anything except for Beverly who just whispered a weak “i know”. And it was true. Because she knew how home could easily turn into inferno. But she didn’t wanna tell.
“I’m gonna miss you guys. You have no idea how much…” She said and sniffed.
“We’re gonna muh-muh-miss you t-too Y/N. ” Said Bill and the girl felt her heart breaking into millions of pieces. The hardest part of the whole thing was leaving Bill. He was the first person she met from the losers’ club and knowing that she would probably never see him again was killing her. Knowing that she would see none of her friends again was killing her.
The honk of her mother’s car brought her back to reality. She was about to go,right. She was just saying her last goodbyes to her friends. She turned back and raised her left hand,motioning that she needed five more minutes. Her mom waved back at her and gave her a thumbs up.
“So…That’s it,i guess…” Y/N shrugged and put her hands on her hips.
Hesitantly,Stan was the first who hugged her after Bev. Y/N gave him a sad smile as she wrapped her arms around him,a few more tears escaping her eyes.
“You can be such a diva sometimes but i’m gonna miss you like hell, Stanley…”
Then it was Richie,who tried to imitate Y/N’s voice but failed,causing everyone to burst out laughing.
“Don’t miss me too much trashmouth…”
Then, she warmly embraced Ben,“you’re gonna be a freakin’ model one day.” and Mike, saying “When i come back,you better be the town’s sheriff or else i’m gonna beat you up…”
She knew it was the last time looking at their faces. Nobody told her that,of course. If anything,her mother had promised her that she would return,eventually.
“When things get safe in Derry,i’m coming to get you.”
But Y/N was a pessimist. All she could see was a life full of misery in a house without windows,accompanied by someone who wouldn’t give a damn if she died. She knew herself more than anyone. And to her,it was just a fact that her life outside Derry wouldn’t last for long. Believe it or not,she had accepted it.
She also knew she wouldn’t be there to watch her friends defeat the beast. Yes,she was sure they would win the war. IT wasn’t gonna get away with all those murders this time. And even though the losers’ club wouldn’t be the same without her,that’s what Bill said,she highly doubted that the bond between them would break.
She got so lost in her thoughts,that she didn’t feel two arms being wrapped around her small form. It wasn’t until the person who owned them spoke into her ear,that she came back to her senses.
“Don’t go,puh-puh-please…” His voice was low and sounded desperate.
Y/N felt her chest tighten. She wanted to let it all out,the sobs,the screams,the thoughts that haunted her mind. But she couldn’t. She decided to try and stay as composed as possible. She didn’t want her friends to realize she was crying for them. She had always been the strong one,yet this past few minutes showed otherwise. But that’s how she wanted them to remember her,unbreakable till the end.
But when her body touched Bill’s,when he burried his warm face in her neck,she couldn’t help but cry. She tried to hold it in but failed miserably.
“You’re gonna be everything you want to be one day,i promise.” She said,her voice cracking.
“Y/N,we’re gonna be late!” Her mother’s voice slightly startled her and she immediately pulled away. So did Bill. The sadness on his face couldn’t be hid.
Y/N gave everyone a sad smile,as she started taking a few steps backwards.
“Always a loser?” shouted Richie and she nodded.
“Always a loser.” She repeated. Throwing one last glance at them,she turned around and started walking away. She put her right hand in her pocket,kicking some pebbles with her foot
“Billy,are you coming?” She heard Eddie ask.
“No,i’ll catch up with you guys l-l-ater.” He replied.
She stopped dead in her tracks,feeling like she couldn’t breathe.
Was he…Was Bill…
A hand softly took her wrist and slowly spun her around,almost as if the person was afraid to see her crying face.
Y/N frowned,her heart sinking. Why couldn’t he just let go? Why was he making things harder than they already were?
“I f-forgot to g-g-give you something.” He whispered,never letting go of her trembling hand.
“I don’t want you to give me anything,Billy. I won’t forget you.” She said,avoiding his gaze.
“N-n-no,i’ve b-b-been truh-trying to g-give you this s-since the day we m-m-met…”
Y/N looked up at him,confused.
“Your stuttering is getting worse,are you-”
She didn’t manage to finish her question because his soft lips were on hers. It was quick and rather she short but to Y/N,it meant the world. Not even in her dreams,had Bill Denbrough kissed her.
Even though the kiss was salty,due to her tears,her heart was beating so fast and her cheeks had flushed. Bill had her wrapped around his little fucking finger.
“Best friends don’t do that…” She mumbled when the boy pulled away.
“I guess they don’t.” he said,smiling.
“Jaysus Christ,Y/N! Come here,now!” Her mother seemed furious. She didn’t really care about what her daughter said or did. All she wanted was the schedule to be followed.
“That’s my call,i guess…” Y/N giggled and moved her hand away from Bill’s.
“Forever i-i-in m-my huh-heart,Y/N.” Bill said,his cheeks slightly pink.
“Forever in my heart,Bill.”
They both smiled at each other and saying goodbye,they took their seperate ways; Bill towards the road the others losers had followed. Y/N towards her mother’s car.
She didn’t know what life had in store for her. At that moment,maybe it didn’t even matter.
Y/N had gotten the best present a girl could ever ask for.