i do it for me not you



regularghostly  asked:

Okay I know the popular scenario is "embarrassed mutual pining" (and trust me I love that) but what about this: soon after lance realizes his feelings for Keith he just fully embraces them and starts flirting with Keith almost 24/7 the way he does with random alien chick only more specific/flattering? And Keith's like "what did my gay ass do to deserve this" not knowing Lance is actually fully serious. Then Lance finally stops playing games and just asks him out and Keith's like U WERE SERIOUS?


The time Lance realized that he was undeniably attracted to boys was directly correlated to Keith. It was weird because he could have sworn that he didn’t like Keith - that dense, unwillingly condescending and hotheaded idiot - until. Well. Until they were out after a mission mingling with the locals and Keith was just standing there, a drink in his hand, smiling softly while he talked to a young alien girl. 

It was a huge thing. Lance’s breath caught, his heart skipped a beat and all the blood in his body rushed to his cheeks. Keith hadn’t even done anything special, he really just stood there, a soft and attentive look on his stupidly perfect face while the sun drew patterns on his mullet. It should have been an everyday thing except it wasn’t because Lance really could count on one hand all the incidences where he wouldn’t have changed a thing about Keith (including his awful hairstyle).

So back then Lance did the most sensible thing he could have done: down his drink, cough like mad because wrong pipe and hightail the quiznak out of this situation before it could go completely wrong.

Also, a private freakout that lasted for like five minutes. And maybe some stress eating and extra face care but honestly, that wasn’t a bad thing. He was a paladin of Voltron, they were fighting pretty much 24/7, he was allowed to eat more of Hunk’s cookies if he wanted to. And his face certainly wouldn’t complain about testing out new products to help it stay smooth and soft.

Honestly, Lance thought he had handled it pretty well. No excessive drama and no insults hurled Keith’s way. He’d like to think that he matured through his time as a defender of the universe and could now totally deal with being attracted to boys and Keith. No problemo for Loverboy Lance. 

Except, of course, it was Keith. How did one woo Keith? He was pretty sure that Keith was gay, that wasn’t the problem, the problem was that Keith was dense as quiznak. 

Luckily, the response had been right in front of his eyes: Keith might have been dense but Keith has also spent nearly 2 years with him in space and knew what Lance’s flirting looked like. It was ideal, he just had to act like he always did, not even Keith could be stupid enough to misunderstand that. 

So when the opportunity arose, Lance didn’t hesitate to take it.

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Burning Low. Sometimes you gotta let yourself feel things. 

Yo this is the one and only time I’ll ever draw angst goodbye forever friends.

I hope you understand how much I love you.



He was the ancient Greek chthonic god of the underworld, which eventually took his name. Hades was regarded as the oldest son of Cronus and Rhea, although the last son regurgitated by his father. He and his brothers Zeus and Poseidon defeated their father’s generation of gods, the Titans, and claimed rulership over the cosmos. Hades received the underworld, Zeus the sky, and Poseidon the sea, with the solid earth—long the province of Gaia—available to all three concurrently.

Y’know, I have to admit I’m a little baffled by the people saying Flicker is not “daring enough”, too “easy”, that they’d hoped Niall would “go out of his comfort zone.”

Like… I’m expecting artists to sing the music that they like? And for a first album, I’m really really not expecting them to be “daring”, whatever that means. Flicker is so very clearly Niall through and through, you can tell he wrote songs he can stand behind, he sounds so comfortable and sure of himself on all of them, he’s open and vulnerable and fun….. how could anyone be disappointed?

He might not be your thing, and that’s more than fine by me, but I’m really puzzled by the people saying they expected “more” from him.

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if I were a gemstone, i’d be: moonstone

if i were a flower, i’d be: a queen of the night tulip or a rose

if i were a kind of weather, i’d be: gusty and foggy

if i were a color, i’d be: rouge, sometimes blood red

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if i were a sound, i’d be: muffled, heavy rain 🌧

if i were an element, i’d be: fire and air

if i were a place, i’d be: a city street after 3am

if i were a body part, i’d be: lips and teeth

if i were a mythological creature, i’d be: a siren

if i were a taste, i’d be: tears

if i were a scent, i’d be: lavender and gasoline

if i were an object, i’d be: a prism

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The Abyss Will Also Gaze Into Thee

Short and depressed like me~~

Lance stared out at space. It was always so quiet in space. The soft hum of the escape pod the only sound for years and years, a blanket of pure darkness separating him from any other life. In space, everything was so far away. In space, everything was so painfully quiet that the silence etched itself into his very bones and tore at him. Lance didn’t like the quiet. He could think too much in the silence.

Long ago, when he had been much younger, Lance had read something about how too much silence could make people insane. Perhaps that was what space was; just a great, silent void of insanity, waiting for people to be devoured in it.

Shiro had been devoured by it. Lance had looked into his eyes the moment he had woken up the first time they were a team and he had seen the vast void of it gaping behind his eyes and the shredded walls that he fought to keep up. Sometimes, on bad days, when Allura woke up screaming, her voice loud enough to wake Lance from his room, he could see it in her eyes that she had been devoured as well. He could see it when she looked at him as he whispered calming words to her, that blank void, the hollowness it was a horrifying spectacle to see the space between the stars reflected in eyes he knew were filled with constellations.

Lance had fought off that silence for so long, and yet here it was again, a wave so massive that he might drown in it.

And so he occupied himself with memories. He never thought of his family; he had stopped after realizing that he couldn’t quite remember the exact shade of her eyes or the feel of her calloused hands in his own. He had stopped after realizing that his brother’s face had become a blur, his smile a smear of white teeth.

Instead he thought of the Paladins and their regrettably few good times. Yet what had happened, those moments that had brought him to this exact moment, millions of miles away from his friends and even further from the family that he was slowly yet painfully forgetting, still burned into his memory like light through a pinhole camera, and his mind wandered back to it with every lull in his thoughts.

Torture. That’s what had happened, he had been tortured. Lotor’s slimy lies had offset Lance from the beginning of the uneasy alliance between Voltron and the son of Zarkon, and yet. And yet here he was, fresh wounds and new scars the only thing reminding him that he was real, that he wasn’t dreaming.

Perhaps it would have been better if he had been. It was the last thing Lance had thought before his escape pod shuddered as something massive appeared behind him. Lance turned, eyes widening as he took in the massive white ship, blue light generating an unearthly glow and casting a blue gleam across his face.

The Castle of Lions had found him.

Perhaps he should have viewed the rescue as a blessing, not a curse, yet now, as he stared into the eyes of his reflection, the gaping void of space staring back at him, he could only regret being found.

The others didn’t see it. No, rather, most of them didn’t see it. Shiro, his eyes a reflection of Lance’s own, read Lance like an open book. Allura would look into his eyes on those bad days and she would understand him, because she too had been swallowed by that void.

Perhaps it hurt, the realization that he was long gone, or perhaps it was a realization taken in stride with the other realizations. He was empty, that was the truth of the matter. And he gazed long into an abyss, and the abyss gazed into him.


My phone sent an alert, Luna. She was asking for next week’s project information.
“Hey, Nia, watch me!”
“Hold on, Luna’s texting me.”
“Nia!” She was whining, I could hear it filling her voice. I looked up and saw the sandwich flip in the air.
“Oh my god, I’m a pro…” She whispered, until…
We heard a sloppy thump as it landed on the ground.
“Uh…” She laughed nervously. “So you’re never going to guess what happened today-”
“I didn’t see a thing babe. My eyes are closed.”
She started laughing more at ease. “Okay, good. I’ll eat that one.”