me, only eating the fudge pieces from my chocolate therapy ice cream, an empty wine bottle between my thighs:
oh my yes life is good! definitely not clinging to momentary happiness, as depicted through lordes song perfect places. oh ahaha yes, love is real and there is hope for the future
So, this took me way longer than I thought. Oops. This is a prompt fic for @stephaniebithell
I hope you like it. I’ve never actually written Voltron before. Or any kind of battle. So, go easy on me.
“WATCH OUT!” Keith’s voice cried out through the Blue Lion’s
speakers. Checking his screens, Lance had to pull hard to the left, just barely
missing the laser coming at him. The laser would have smashed into the cockpit
if he hadn’t moved, and Lance let out a small huff of breath, relieved.
“That was a close call, Lance.” Shiro berated gently, “You
need to be more careful, alright?”
Lance nodded before cracking a smile. “Come on, Shiro! Careful
is my middle name!”
Hunk cut in, confusion evident in his voice, “I thought your
middle name was Alejandro?”
Laughter echoed over the coms, and Lance pouted, whining, “Hunk,
buddy! Who’s side are you on, man?”
Dodging another laser, Hunk replied, “The one where all of
us get out of this alive? Does that count?” He dodged a few more lasers, firing
a few shots of his own, panting slightly.
“Hunk’s got a point, guys,” Shiro reminded them. “Can the
chatter, those lasers are still coming.” There was acknowledgement from all the
other paladins, and Shiro sighed in relief. “Alright, here’s the plan. Lance,
Hunk, you guys hang further back, try to pick them off from a distance. Stop
anything that gets past us. Keith, Pidge, your lions are faster and smaller, I
need you covering me. Take out the little guys. Black and I will target those
turrets. Understood?” Confirmation came from the others, and everyone moved
Everything went well for several minutes. Shiro had knocked
out all but two of the turrets, and Lance and Hunk’s teamwork had destroyed at
least a dozen big cruisers and battleships. Some of the larger ships had
started to retreat, and Lance and Hunk targeted those as well. As one was
coming up on Lance’s left, he saw Green, down and to his far right, with a
small ion cannon pointed right at its flank. Making a split-second decision,
Lance turned his lion and fired, taking out the ion cannon and saving Pidge. He
started to turn back to his original position, but he was too late. Before he
could react, a laser cut straight through his hull, sending poor Blue tumbling.
Lance was strapped in, so he stayed in place, but as the others’ yells came
over the com, a piece of debris slammed into the back of his head, and
everything went black.
When Lance came to, the battle was over. Black was towing
Blue down to the planet’s surface, where the castle and the planet’s
inhabitants were waiting. As he came back to his senses, Lance began to hear
“Lance! Kiddo, can you hear me?”
“Lance, buddy! Come on, tuagane,
wake up, man!”
“Lance, you big doofus! Wake up!” (“Pidge!” “Sorry.”)
“LANCE! Lance, please! Dammit, Lance! Wake up! Talk to me!”
Lance could move a little. “Ugh…. Keith?”
To Lance’s aching head, it was as though a full orchestra
had exploded onto the coms.
“Alright, Lance! You’re okay!”
“You asshole! Don’t do that to me ever again, you hear me?!”
Hunk was now blubbering incoherently, Pidge was raging, and
Keith was strangely silent. Just as the noise was getting to be too much, Shiro’s
voice cut through the mayhem, muffling everything else like a blanket, “Lance.
Are you okay? Can you answer me? You were out for a while, buddy. I need to
know if you’re okay.”
Lance took several deep breaths, settling the nausea his
headache was causing, before answering softly, “I-. I think I’m okay, guys. I
have a killer headache, and I’m a little nauseous and light-headed, but I’m
okay. Might have a concussion, though.” With that, most of his energy spent, he
slumped back into his seat.
“Okay, Lance,” Shiro breathed. “Do you think you can stay
awake for me for a few minutes? We’re almost back to the castle. I’m sure you’re
really tired, but if you can put off sleeping for just a couple of minutes, I
want Coran to check you over in person. They’ve already got a pod waiting and
everything. Can you do that, kiddo?” Lance murmured an assent, and Shiro let
out a breath he hadn’t realized he had been holding. “Alright, buddy. Thank
Shiro looked at his monitors. The landing was coming up. “Alright,
buddy, we’re right there. I’m going to put you down now, in 3 – 2 – 1.” With
that, the blue lion was placed very gently on the ground next to the other
three lions, which had already landed. Once Blue’s jaw opened, Hunk and Coran
rushed inside, while Shiro landed Black. By the time Shiro had left the
cockpit, Lance was out of his lion, and Allura was talking to the natives,
Keith beside her.
Shiro went to Lance first. Looking Lance over, he glanced to
Coran. “Coran, how is he? He was out for at least fifteen minutes.”
Coran smiled gently. “He’ll be just fine, number one. A few
vargas in a pod and he’ll be good as new.”
“Thank you, Coran. Hunk, will you help him?”
“You don’t even have to ask.” With a small smile, Hunk
pulled one of Lance’s arms over his shoulder and started moving towards the
castle. Coran followed.
Now that he knew Lance was safe, Shiro could deal with the
natives. Or, more accurately, deal with Keith, who looked to be one wrong word
away from pulling out his bayard. As Shiro came closer to the group, he started
to hear some of the conversation.
“-yes, you’ve said that the boy’s role is to be the blue
paladin, but what else does he even do? What does he contribute? From what I
saw, all he did was hang back for most of the fight, and make jokes for the
rest of it!” Ah. Now he was starting to understand Keith’s murderous
expression. Not to mention the low, continuous growl coming from Blue.
Allura cut him off. “It is not your place to question not
just my choice of paladins, but the choices of the lions themselves. The blue
lion chose Lance, and as such-“
“Princess Allura, I meant no disrespect, to you or the
lions. I was simply concerned. Voltron is the universe’s only real hope of
stopping the Galran Empire, and if its members are not efficient, perhaps-“
Shiro cut in, mouth a hard line, shoulders tense, as he
stopped Keith from doing anything rash. “If you know about the joking, then you
were listening to the coms. If you were paying attention, you would have
noticed that I gave the order for the blue and yellow lions to hang back. Those
two lions are larger, and therefore slower, but their weapons are strong. In
this situation, they were much better suited for stopping the larger ships, and
picking off stragglers. Lance especially works best at a distance. He’s the
best shooter we have. Long-distance is his forte. Those assignments were the
most efficient use of our resources.” The native was about to interrupt again,
and Shiro bit out “On top of all of that, Lance was injured defending your
planet. You would do well to remember that, and to show him the respect he
When he was done, Shiro turned to Keith. Keith was still
seething. “Shiro, did you hear what he was saying about Lance?”
“I heard him, Keith.”
“Lance could have died,
Shiro! And that guy was treating him like a waste of space. Space garbage!”
“I know that, Keith.” Shiro’s voice was strained. He was
angry, too, but there was nothing they could do.
“I’m gonna go back over there and teach that guy a lesson-“
Keith started to turn back around, bayard in hand, but was spun around by Shiro’s
hand on his shoulder.
“You can’t attack the guy, Keith. He’s a diplomat. Let
Allura handle it.”
“Can’t I just punch him in the face?” Keith pleaded.
“What if I just break his nose a little?”
“I said, NO, Keith.” Shiro spun to face him. “We can’t do
anything. Allura can handle it. Now let’s go back to the castle. Lance will be
healed in a few hours. I saw how anxious you were. I know you want to see him.
And when he wakes up, I’m sure he’ll want to see you, too.” With that, Keith
relaxed, sighing in defeat, and went on to the castle.
Shiro stood there for a moment, composing himself, before
moving in the same direction. Before he got there, he heard one last parting
shot. “You know,” the native drawled, excessively loud, “if the so-called blue
paladin were a better pilot, he wouldn’t have been hurt in the first place-“
CRUNCH. Before anyone could move, Shiro snapped. He had
rushed back, pulled back a fist, and slammed it straight into the obnoxious
native’s nose. Without a word, Shiro wiped the blood off his hand onto the man’s
shirt, and walked straight back into the castle. The look on that jerk’s face
was definitely worth the difficulty Allura had negotiating an alliance several
days later, and when Lance woke up, his laughter over the story gave Keith the
brightest smile Shiro had seen on his face in years.
If you guys want me to write what happened in between when Lance was unconscious, let me know.
The world is changing. Slowly, but surely, television is changing. The character stereotypes are changing, or being turned inside out by some fantastic writers and actors. People of color are on TV playing roles that are fleshed out, complex, human. And yes, some of those characters are maids. Some are sexy heartbreakers there to steal your man. Some own BBQ joints, while some are Chiefs of Staff. Some are prisoners, and some are cops. All are real people with hopes, dreams, ambitions, fears, and all the other vast human emotions and desires.
Currently on tour, BTS’ popularity has crossed borders and is spreading around the world!
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The real side of each person only the members know.
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*matnae: mathyung (eldest hyung) + maknae **mypace: living or doing things without being affected by other people’s opinions or actions
The never-ending chatter of men! The close-knitted 7 people. When asked “What boosts your mood up?”, nearly all of them answered “The members”.
JIN: Sometimes we need to go work on our own… I indeed gets bored. It’s the same when we film individual cuts for music videos, if the members aren’t around I feel lonely. JIMIN: The one who boosts my mood up is our maknae Jungkook. He’s mischievous so he always makes us laugh. But Jungkook said he likes tasty food more than me… JUNGKOOK: Tasty food makes me happy ♡ If there’s food in front of me, I would take a bite out of happiness. Even if I’m full, it’s fine. I’ll get hungry soon after I sleep for a bit. I can keep eating all the time. (laughs)
For the question “What do you want to have at the moment?”, the answers of these 7 people who are busy everyday are!
RAP MONSTER: Time. I want to have some time with my family. I want to travel with my family. We had a concert in Japan last year and my parents along with my sister went on a trip. I couldn’t go with them… I was really upset. J-HOPE: I have never had a family trip before too. I want to travel with my family! JUNGKOOK: I want to travel too. To America or Japan. Who do I want to go with? (glances at J-hope sitting beside) J-hope-hyung ♡ J-HOPE: Wow! I’m happy! Jungkook finally knew how to live in life. (laughs) V: I want to have time too, but I want to have paintings more. I like Gogh the most. There are around 10 paintings in my room. JUNGKOOK: Are they real? J-HOPE: If those are real they would cost hundreds of millions. (laughs) JIN: I want to have an island. I filmed on some island last time and they said it can be bought with 30 billion. RAP MONSTER: You don’t need to buy an island. We’re going to Hawaii or Okinawa anyway. (laughs) Oh snap, it’s time to end the interview! Let’s greet properly for the ending. SUGA: Please listen to our single “Blood, Sweat & Tears” a lot and look forward to our Japan tour too. Please give BTS a lot of love! RAP MONSTER: Our hearts are always… Seventeen ♡
• aqua gets pulled from the RoD by sora, but she flips and thinks it’s vanitas at first
- they almost fight but kairi calms her down and makes sure she feels safe
• any kairi/aqua sisterly bond would be exactly what they both need tbh
- kairi tells aqua about how aquas magic kept her friends together during the events of kh1. aquas just glad she finally managed to save someone without it turning sour
- aqua helps kairi with key blade training, kairi helps aqua with getting back to a normal life
• aqua meets roxas, but thinks it’s ven at first. everyone’s confused.
- “ven you’re awake?” “master aqua, this is roxas. he’s sora’s nobody.” “what the hell is a nobody” “what the hell is a ven?”
- yen sid has to break out the chalkboard to explain while roxas sulks in the corner
• they into xemnas on an outing
- “terra!?” “That’s xemnas, master. He’s an evil nobody” “but aren’t they created when someone dies?” “…oh”
- xemnas and aqua both feed into each other’s cryptic-talking habits without even realizing it. nobody knows what they’re saying. the group reasons it’s because of the darkness
- they finally start connecting dots and filling in gaps in knowledge, and aqua has real hope that she’ll save her friends for the first time in a while
• on a mission with sora and roxas, they run across aquas old armor
- “hey it’s still here! but what am I gonna do with this old keyblade? I already have the master’s” “…We might have some ideas”
- square pls give me my duel-wielding spell-slinging ballet war goddess
– Doctor. You sent Missy your confession dial.
– Well, we’ve known each other a long time. She’s one of my own people.
– My point is, we both saw her die on Earth, ages ago. And obviously you knew that wasn’t real. Or worse, hoped it wasn’t.
a/n: i literally just wrote this in half and hour bc i was itching to write an imagine based on this beautiful gif^ (i don’t own it btw so credits to the owner). this is super short bc i need to go to sleep like right now so yeah excuse the shortness. and no this isn’t the imagine i was talking about in my 400 followers post but i’ll be posting that real soon hopefully! hope you guys like this :)
“That depends on if it’s working or not,” Tom replied with a lazy grin. He tilted his head and licked his lips a little nervously. “Is it?”
(Y/N) laughed softly sitting beside Tom on the couch. She couldn’t ignore the fluttery feeling in her stomach or the heat that had rushed to her cheeks. “Why don’t you decide?”
Tom grinned like a fool as she slowly leaned closer to him. The smell of his cologne wrapped around her like a blanket. She had never realised how good he smelt.
(Y/N) grabbed the collar of his silk pyjamas and pulled him towards her, the hands circling her waist not going unnoticed.
And then they kissed. Lips met lips. Flesh met flesh.
He kissed her slowly, sweetly and unhurriedly like he had all the time in the world to show her how much she meant to him. She smiled into the kiss and pulled away. She rested her forehead on his, his stylishly unkempt hair tickling her skin. Tom tried to lean in to steal another kiss but (Y/N) put her finger on his lips to stop him.
“Whoa there, cutie.” (Y/N) leaned back into the couch, head resting against the wall as she eyed him with a twinkle in her eye. “Wanna guess what my answer is?”
Tom’s slightly dazed look quickly faded and a smirk appeared on his lips. It was his turn to lean in close. The tips of your noses were touching and your eyes flickered down to his lips before fluttering shut.