i literally feel

queeniecatart  asked:

Keith nearly died twice (on his mission when the Galra ship exploded and when he was going to sacrifice himself to save everyone in the last epi) and the Voltron team has no idea and they treated him so horribly. I have so many feelings, mostly anger lol.

Tbh?? Keith probably almost died a lot more often than that, these were just 2 examples we saw on screen. He was on a months long mission with the Blade (that we saw nothing of) while team Voltron performed shows to gain new allies. I seriously doubt that he only came close to death these 2 times.

About team Voltron… I think what people don’t see is that both sides are kind of at fault here. Look at how Keith acted in episode 1 - he just disappeared from time to time without regard for his friends. The team would have died had Shiro not managed to pilot the black lion and in comparison to the times where Keith almost died on the BoM missions, the team did not choose it.

However, as you said here, the team is also at fault. They didn’t listen to Keith’s concerns ((probably because he said the same things for months already. Keith mentioned that they hadn’t seen Lotor in months in episode 1)). When he came back from a mission, they didn’t even try to understand why he went there or what he went through. Remember the “I don’t need a lecture, Allura”? And Allura was like “no, I heard what happened on your mission, I’m sorry” but then proceeded to lecture him anyways? 

The team treated Keith unfair. Keith treated the team unfair too. There was a serious lack of communication between them. The team never listened to Keith and Keith never listened to them. I think what we saw in e1 was an accumulation of many similar but smaller events that happened over the months that passed between seasons. At the end of s3 the team wasn’t perfect but they were closer than they were at the beginning of s4. 

Just. Yeah. Both parties are at fault here. It just hurts more because on one side there’s the team and on the other side there is Keith, alone, without any understanding of his worth as a person :’) They really need to make an effort to understand each other even when someone isn’t on the verge of a breakdown - because when there’s a breakdown, it’s already too late. 




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GMS Fanfiction - Jack/MC - Mistakes

Sorry for the long hiatus, you guys. My motivation really took a hit when I heard the news about GMS. But I’m still absolutely in love with these characters, and I’m not going to give up on them. There will be more fics, even if I can’t say how long they’ll take.

Thank you all for your patience. I’m sorry again for my lack of content.

I hope you guys enjoy this. I was a little concerned about posting it since I’m worried my writer’s block will have also lowered the quality of my writing, but I wanted to share.

Moonlight glittered silver off of the glass panes of Guinevere’s apartment window, creating a glare that ensured Jack could not see into her world, no matter how long he squinted in vain.

He sighed, breath a whisper of fog in the darkness. He should not be here, despite how much the alcohol in his system was trying to convince him it was a good idea. There were a million ways this could go wrong, especially in his current state.

And he was in a bad state. If his ungraceful body had not been leant against the nearest tree, he may have slumped to the grass a long while ago.

At least he could take comfort in that. He could not hurt anyone like this, least of all her.

Tired frustration put a scowl on his face. The fact that he had not returned to the Moriarty estate two hours ago was a testament to how weak he was becoming.

He needed to go. If he remained here for much longer, James might decide he needed him. If he sent Sebastian to ‘collect’ him, and he was discovered beneath this particular window..

Well. James had a colorful imagination when it came to punishments. It would likely not end pleasantly for him.

Jack moved away from his support, irritation only growing when he stumbled over his own feet in the process. Perhaps the back roads would be better for returning home. If he were to meet anyone tonight, he may very well make a mess.

He was not looking forward to the scolding he would undoubtedly receive from James. It would take everything to hold his tongue and not unleash the sarcastic remarks building in his head even now.

A soft noise came from above. When he glanced, the branches of the tree he had been using as a sort of crutch were scraping over the surface of her window.

It truly was at a perfect height, that tree.

His fingers closed over a knot in the bark, as if he was already unconsciously ready for a climb. Jack felt himself frown, but he did not release his grasp.

It could not hurt to check on her, at least. If she had locked her window, like a good little girl, he would finally leave. His clumsy, drunken hands could not pick a lock even if he wanted them to.

It was surprisingly easy to swing himself up and onto the first sturdy branches, like muscle memory that he had yet to lose. Had he done a lot of tree-climbing, lately? His unclear mind was having a difficult time recalling.

Before he knew it, he was suspended at the top, peering into a dark room no longer shrouded by the moon’s glare. If he were to be seen, in this position, the unlucky passerby would most assuredly have questions.

Sometimes Guinevere left a light on through the night. He had yet to divine the reasoning behind this, but there was no light now. Just inky shadows and a spattering of silver over her bedding that had been cut through by his rather frightening silhouette outside.

She was sleeping, of course. It had to be close to midnight now, and if his memory served, she would be rehearsing tomorrow.

His hand fell to the base of her window. It was a strange, almost sickening mixture of emotions that gripped him when the glass slid up with almost no effort at all, uninhibited by the claws of a lock. Relief, disappointment, excitement, fear.

Jack moved into her apartment once the gap was wide enough, shutting the window behind him with the same care as when he’d opened it.

Guinevere did not stir. His confusing concoction of feelings only grew more complex.

Jack walked slowly to her bedside, his mind running a mile a minute. He had not thought this plan through at all, had he? He had expected to find her window secured and his entry barred, and now that he had been proven wrong, he was not entirely sure just what to do with himself.

He was frowning again. The alcohol was making it very difficult to keep up rational trains of thought, but he had to keep himself steady.

If not, he would dearly regret the consequences.

Something was sent clattering to the floor. Jack stilled immediately, his heart jumping into his throat.

He went cold as the subject of his attention finally began to wake up.

“-What?” Her voice was soft and low, sleepy confusion clear in the tone. An arm reached from beneath the covers, and suddenly they were bathed in the artificial golden light of her lamp.

Bleary eyes blinked at him, brows tightly knitted over them. He could practically see the cogs turning in her head.

It was clear the exact moment his presence registered. Her eyes flew wide, lips parting to release a startled gasp.

"Jack? What? How did you-” She did not scream, but she was becoming visibly more upset the more time passed.

Distressingly, her agitation only made his worse. His expression contorted, emotions blank in his intoxication. He didn’t want to see her upset.

Scarcely without even realizing what was happening, he moved closer, sitting heavily down onto the side of the bed next to her, gravity and his own weight working in tandem to betray him as he swayed.

Somehow his fingers ended up in her hair, rising and falling in a gentle, comforting stroking motion that surprised even him. She smelled absolutely wonderful, vanilla and spice and cinnamon from her favorite tea. His proximity to her calmed him far more than he had been expecting.

Guinevere had gone quiet several minutes prior, holding herself stiff as if guarded. Now, she seemed to relax ever so slightly. Perhaps she could smell the alcohol on him, or perhaps she was merely taking pity on the pathetic state she’d found him in.

Regardless, her acceptance made him feel conflicted. She should not feel safe with him, not at all. He had broken into her apartment in the middle of the night and practically accosted her in her sleep.

It was his turn to be stiff as she tentatively reached out to him, in an ironic and strange turn of events that baffled him and made his chest feel tight and hot.

"I’m sorry,” he murmured into her hair, his words bleeding together. He had so much he should have said to her, but he could enunciate none of it. From the chaotic mess, an apology was all he could manage.

Guinevere seemed to understand whatever it was he had been trying to get across. Not for the first time, he was stunned by the remarkable nature of this woman in situations like these.

"Do you want to talk?” she asked quietly. One of her hands was resting on his arm. It seemed as if he could feel the warmth of it through coat and shirt alike.

Something about her made his exhaustion return. His forehead landed on her shoulder. He no longer had the strength to hold himself up.

She may have said something else, but he was already too far gone. His eyes shut and his consciousness blew out like a feeble candle.

Jack awoke to a splitting headache and warmth all around him. At first, he was puzzled. Had he managed to make it home last night after all?

The warmth shifted, very much alive and not a bundle of blankets like he’d previously thought. Everything from the night before came back in a rush.

Blood rushed to the tips of his ears. He was lucky, truly, that Guinevere had not called the police on him for breaking an entry. He was not usually so careless.

And she had seen him at his most vulnerable. There was no one else alive who could say the same. Not even Sebastian and James.

At least if she had not shoved him off by now, she was most likely still asleep. Perhaps there was still time to salvage the rest of his dignity, after all.

Jack very carefully made to rise, and was quickly made aware of the fact that she was hugging onto him like one might a teddy bear or large dog. He exhaled, surprised. That would make this far harder.

Disregarding the pounding in his head and the blossoming sunlight burning holes into the corner of his vision, he disentangled himself from her embrace, checking frequently to see if she had arisen. It seemed luck was on his side that morning, as she remained asleep, her face tranquil and unbothered and her breaths faint and steady.

She was startlingly persistent with her unconscious cuddling. Jack filed away this new knowledge for later.

After he was free, he wasted no time in making his escape through her window, leaving no evidence that he had been there at all. He hoped sincerely that she would not remember him due to being half asleep herself.

He steadfastly ignored that small part of him that wanted her to remember.

For now, he would return to the Moriarty estate. If and when complications arose he would deal with them, but not a moment sooner. Now that he was not in any immediate danger of discovery, he allowed himself to smirk, crimson eyes flickering mischievously in the orange of the sunrise. After all, no matter how much James would like to have been in his position, he had not, and he never would be.

Though he could not reveal this information for fear of retribution, being able to hold something over the insufferably arrogant man’s head in secret was more than enough.


me to my friends: you guys can always come to me! all your feelings about anxiety, loneliness, and inadequacy are valid and real! you have every reason to feel the way you do and every right to those emotions!

me @ myself: not you, you shit. your feelings of inadequacy and anxiety are manipulative and you better hide them cause otherwise you’re an evil person

anonymous asked:

Hey! Can I ask where this " Jeremy Shada said we don't need to worry about lgbt representation, we will be happy" comes from? Is there like a video or a tweet that proves that? Bc I never saw evidence and honestly I am concerned that this is just sb messing with our hopes. Also, isn't it possible that the lgbt representation has nothing to do with lance? Maybe it is sb else. Idk. I hate getting my hopes up ._.

it’s from this post! i doubt the OP is messing with us lol also it’s 100% something to do with lance, my good dude……… BECAUSE……

this is official art by lauren montgomery. i have said this before and i’ll say it again, but pidge’s sign has to do with her arc, her gender reveal. keith’s sign has to do with his arc, his galra heritage reveal. this was posted before s2 aired and it clearly foreshadows galra keith. not coincidences. lance’s sign definitely has to do with him and his arc, his sexuality reveal. lauren would not make keith’s sign and pidge’s sign related to them and then make lance’s sign have nothing to do with him. this stuff is all planned from the start. 

she’s also the one who said this…

[on expressions] “if we know that a character is feeling something about that- that moment- especially if we know there’s something coming up down the line that maybe hasn’t been revealed, but it would make that character feel a certain way- we try to insert in there a nod to it.”

which is important to remember while watching the show but also when looking at this art because a lot can be taken from their expressions. keith, pidge and lance look much more unsure and nervous and they’re holding their signs with both of their hands, indicating that HEY this is my sign, it has something to do with me and i’m anxious about it. hunk, allura and shiro appear to be showing support, shiro and hunk also, especially, look very confident. allura has both of her hands on the sign but her arm is around pidge, like a hug. allura’s the one who tried to coax pidge into telling her gender. shiro easily could’ve been put with pidge since he was very supportive of her… but allura has her own connection to the gender sign (and shiro’s put with lance for a reason). she’s a princess but she is not your “typical princess.” here’s a comment someone left on my klance masterpost about this and i completely agree…

I think Allura has one more reason for holding a gender sign with Pidge, and that is because she challenges the gender stereotypes. She’s not your typical little princess who needs to be protected by all means. She’s a tough young woman that can (and will) kick your ass, and I think that alone is a very powerful message to all the girls that watch this show. It’s a reminder that, no matter what society might claim, they are strong, and they can accomplish anything if they put their mind to it.

hunk has his hand on keith’s shoulder, showing support. he stood by keith after he found out he’s part galra. he was cracking jokes about it and he was there for him. think “belly of the weblum” and all their moments together. also, in “stayin’ alive” when allura thanks hunk for getting the scaultrite, he says, “no problem. you know, keith was there too.” hunk is samoan, so he also has his own connection to the race sign. 

then, we have shiro holding the LGBT sign with lance, one hand on his shoulder in support. the LGBT rep definitely has to do with lance, you shouldn’t worry. there’s so much backing it up. i think shiro will play some sort of supportive role when it comes to lance’s sexuality and since hunk and allura are connected to the signs they’re holding, shiro may end up being LGBT, too. 

also, the sign art connects with the paladins of old, as well… which was pointed out to me by @farmlandtensions

zarkon, a galra, was the original black paladin.
keith, a part galra boy, is the current black paladin.

trigel, the only female paladin on her team, was the original green paladin.
pidge, the only female paladin on her team (before allura became a paladin, obviously) is the current green paladin.

blaytz, who was shown flirting with a male galra, was the original blue paladin.
lance, a boy who is totally not straight, we grew to know as the blue paladin.

they make parallels and show similarities between blaytz and lance to show that, yes, they’re comparing them… rather than comparing blaytz and allura.

FOR THE 100TH TIME, this stuff isn’t a coincidence. 

the bi flag colors and the gay flag colors have been used in the show on two separate occasions now. first, in s1, ep6… an episode with some great klance moments. next, in s3, ep3… another episode with some great klance moments. studio mir is animating VLD and they also animated TLOK. the bi flag colors were in the background of the finale of korra.

i’ve always theorized that since pidge’s gender arc was in s1 and keith’s race arc was in s2, that lance’s sexuality arc would be in s3. other people think this, too. seeing as how s4 is basically just part 2 of s3, taking the BIG amount of development between keith and lance in s3 into consideration and the fact that lance did not flirt with allura for the entirety of s3, or anyone, actually. i think this will, hopefully, come to fruition in s4 and they will touch on lance’s sexuality. 

also, in interviews, they don’t always simply say lance flirts with girls. jeremy shada, especially, does this. in lance’s birthday livestream, he says… 

[about lance] “a super like, flirty person that’s hitting on every *hesitates* person that has two legs.”

i’m not kidding btw, he literally hesitates a little before saying person. i don’t have the link to the vid but you can find it easily by googling lance’s birthday livestream. in the famous “lance falling in love” quote, he does this, too… 

jeremy would def know by now that lance isn’t straight and it’s really obvious that he’s sitting on that information. he’s done this at least one other time that i know of, as well. if lance was straight, if he only liked girls… this stuff? it would not happen. they would always just say girl/girls.

hey. all concerts are good concerts but sign me the FUCK up for small venue concerts over big arena concerts any day

so in the recent cuphead let’s play, geoff mentions he’s a gemini for like a literal 5 seconds and i was curious so here’s a masterpost of all the achievement hunters’s signs:

geoff ramsey: gemini

jack pattillo: capricorn

ryan haywood: sagittarius 

michael jones: leo

gavin free: gemini

jeremy dooley: gemini

trevor collins: sagittarius 

alfredo diaz: taurus 

lindsay jones: virgo

matt bragg: gemini 

andy blanchard: pisces

steffie hardy: pisces

larry matovina: leo

kent cook: pisces

neal werle: leo

ashley dillard: aquarius 


Une balle, un mort.