shine. glimmer

cleaned up and coloured this pic of some of my favourite unicorns 

guilty for not adding moondancer bc i wanted the picture to be symmetrical haha 
names of everyone in the tags ⬇⬇⬇⬇

also yes sunset is missing her horn for a reason

Destiny Class Exotics:
  • Warlocks: this helm was fashioned from the lost tech of a great scholar. built to contain the stars it shines with the glimmers of a thousand lost ghosts who whisper to me the wisdom of ages forgotten.
  • Titans: this armor was reinforced from the scalded hunks of metal salvaged from dead cabal commanders. it was rebuilt for the icy hot climate of space and reinforced against ammunition from the strongest fallen battleships so that none may ground me.
  • Hunters: imma slap this whole ass bug on my arm and it's gonna look dope as shit.
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constellations

pairing: justin foley / reader

genre: smut… but like soft smut HAHAHA 

description: honestly i suck at descriptions pls read hahaha ALSO ITS ANGSTY AT THE START BUT EVERYTHING WORKS OUT :-)

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Kelly had never experienced the feeling of the world falling out beneath her feet— and she sincerely wished that it had stayed that way.

“Y-You bet me?” she choked out, hands clenched over her heart as if she could stop it from falling out of her chest.

Walker frowned, gaze wavering somewhere between her head and the mirror behind them. His eyes had the haze of glitter in them, and Kelly knew that whatever he was looking at, it certainly wasn’t her.

“Don’t worry, I’ve got it handled,” he slurred, the right side of his mouth upturning crookedly in a way that she used to find cute. “I’ll just try again tomorrow, you’ll see. I’ll win this time for sure!”

“It doesn’t work that way!” Kelly cried out, and now her breath was beginning to hitch in a way that warned of incoming tears. Furiously, she scrubbed at her eyes, trying to hold them back.

Walker stepped forwards, hands outstretched as if he wanted to comfort her.  But all she could see was the glimmer of shine in his eyes and the pallid texture to his face, and she couldn’t stand it.

“Don’t!” she ordered, stepping out of his grasp, anger overcoming her fear. “Don’t you dare try to touch me!”

He stopped, thankfully, but now an ugly sneer was painting his face.

“I said that I have it handled!” he snarled, hands curling into fists. “Why are you being such a bitch about this?”

Kelly was torn between wanting to cry or wanting to punch him in the face, but before she could decide, the choice was taken from her.

An arm settled casually across her shoulders, freezing her into place.

“Yo,” said the man who had his torso protruding halfway out of the mirror. “I’m here to collect.”

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What is the Flutterdash Fiesta?

This is a two week contest I am holding for writers and artists of all sorts! All cash prizes, totaling $40 (USD)! (if you don’t live in the US and you win, we can certainly work something out)

(Will increase as there are more fiestas, or more participants!)

$10, shoutout on @flutterdashdaily prize for the most drawings submitted!

$10, shoutout on @flutterdashdaily for the ‘best’ drawing submitted to the contest! (I will have a panel of flutterdash experts helping me in this process)

$10, shoutout on @flutterdashdaily for the most writing pieces submitted!

$10, shoutout on @flutterdashdaily for the ‘best’ writing piece submitted! (Again, I will have a panel of flutterdash experts to help me out)

If we get at least 15 participants, each prize will be increased by $5, making the total fiesta money being given away $60!


Rules:

1. The content must relate to the shipping pair flutterdash (I mean, this is called the Flutterdash Fiesta after all!). There can be more than just them in the drawing/writing piece, and 3tp/4tp/etc. that include flutterdash are accepted in the entries as well.

2. The writing pieces/drawings must be done in this two-week span. I WILL be doing research on the submission if I feel something is fishy.

3. For writers, every 3 paragraphs (5-7 sentences counts as a paragraph) will count as one submission. Giving room for you to write a longer piece and not get penalized for It in the quantity portion.

4. Every submission must be tagged with ‘#flutterdash’ and ‘#flutterdash fiesta’

5. EACH PIECE SUBMITTED MUST BE YOUR OWN WORK!

6. THE DEADLINE FOR SUBMISSIONS IS JUNE 5TH, 2017 AT 3PM EST.

6. Optional, you can send me a tumblr message with links to your submissions, or submit all your works to my submit box and/or the submit box on @flutterdashdaily


I really hope you guys like this contest, since it has been highly requested from my followers! If you have any additional questions, PLEASE ASK ME! MY MESSAGES AND ASK BOX IS ALWAYS OPEN!


I wish you all the best of luck, and happy flutterdashing!

A Touch Of Love, 4.

Genre | Romance / Valentine’s Day drabbles.

Pairing | Kim Namjoon / Reader.

Prompt“How do you always manage to look so captivating?”

Words | 814 words.


Working late is no unordinary feat for Kim Namjoon, a regular occurrence that comes in sequences of three throughout each week. Though this is often breached by four or five nights on the occasions when the release date for a new mixtape enroaches like a tsunami, where the build is gradual and there is a brief moment to dwell, but the tidal wave rushing to the shore comes in a blink of an eye and it is catastrophic in its destruction, wholly unavoidable. He and his fellow producers are the genuine victims to this with every new comeback due to a sole, plaguing factor titled procrastination.

Ultimately, the hours that he slumps through the apartment entrance can range from ten in the evening to three in the morning, with no telling of which end of the spectrum the arrival will dwell nearest to, since the creation of art is a timeless process. Nonetheless, no matter where the hands of the clock are poised on the face when he returns home, she is awake, patiently waiting with a drowsy gaze that absolutely needs to ensure he has come back safe. Although he urges that she does not waste precious sleep on him when she has a job of her own to attend the following day, he cannot help the twinge of delight that nudges his heart when he discovers her at eleven-thirty in the evening upon the couch, barely paying attention to a soap opera, or at two-fifteen in the morning amongst the bed sheets with reading glasses perched on her nose, a dog-eared book splayed open with one hand.

For a Saturday, Namjoon is particularly early, mostly due to the pushy hands that shoved him out of the studio with demands of: Go see your girlfriend, dickhead. You’ve been here all week! Exceptionally early, that once he jostles open the lock of the front door and breezes into the living space, it is to find her gaping at him from the dining table where she methodically works at her laptop, glancing between his grinning, dimpled face and the time displayed on the wall clock. The hour hand is still reaching for the nine, situated between that and the eight.

“W-What are you doing here?” She sputters, pushing herself out of the chair and its legs scrape against the hardwood flooring with a short squeal of protest. A tiny smile is inching its way onto her lips as she transgresses the room, towards his open arms, and Namjoon muffles a groan into the top of her hair when she gently collides with him. It is one of muted frustration, of desiring to see this beautiful delight blossom on her features every time that he returns home.

Namjoon sways her in his bind, chastly kissing her hairline. “A certain pair of demons forced me to come back early tonight because I have been neglecting a special little someone this whole week.”

She chuckles against the fabric of his sweater, thick with the scent of his cologne. “You mean Yoongi and Hoseok?”

“Yeah,” he laughs and gingerly pulls away, palms coming up to cup her lightly flushed face that still remains to be wrought with joy, “Those evil bastards.”

“Well, they’re seeming like angels in disguise, for once,” she teases, proceeding to push herself up onto the tips of her toes, hands braced against his chest. “Hey, kiss.”

Not a man to ever oppose her desires, Namjoon effortlessly closes the distance with a scrunch of his nose at how unbearably adorable she can be. Her mouth is warm satin, slipping smoothly against his own and he feels the way that the heat in her cheeks continues to flare beneath his fingertips, most especially when the tip of his tongue graces the tender flesh of her lower lip. When they separate, he cannot help but hold her in position, unmoving as he observes the mirth that shines in the deep colour of her iris, the soft shine that glimmers on the rose of her mouth. She is so beautiful that his chest tightens, lungs taking a sparse second to remember how to breathe again.

“How do you always look so captivating?” He murmurs into the small space between them, and if anything, she burns brighter, a star cupped in his palms.

“I’m literally wearing old sweatpants, my hair is unwashed, hence the scraggly ponytail,” she ticks off the flaws like groceries on a list, tapping her fingers in time on his collarbone, “and I am without make-up, nor a shower since this morning!”

She will chide him for it later, the excruciating cheesiness of his response. Though for now, she basks in it as Namjoon leans down again, dusting kisses over every inch of her features, whispering the words that he means wholeheartedly against her skin.

“And yet, you still manage to shine.”

Drabbles | One: KTHTwo: MYGThree: JHS • Four: KNJ • Five: KSJSix: JJKSeven: PJM (Finale)

Tiptoe (Derek Hale)

Originally posted by iminlovewithderekhale

Requested by @hale-ish: Hi its me again, and I wanted a to request a Derek Hale imagine where the reader is an artist and she sits I the forest a lot and paints. She even painted the old hale house once, Derek kicks her off the property the first time they meet but she keeps coming back & her and derek hit it off ?

Rating: fluff

A/N:The wait is over, I hope you like it!


She sat in the glimmering shine of the moonlight, her brush steady in her hand as she painted the frayed household of the legendary Hales. She had heard stories about this house, stories that were suited for campfire gatherings. Y/N was never one to believe in rumors, but admittedly, the stories spread chills down her spine.

Despite her slight discomfort, she continued painting. What caught her attention was the slight tapping of footsteps on wood. She paused momentarily. However her curiosity faded with the ceasing of the sound. She resumed her meditation; painting. Painting was her salvation; her diversion from the lonesome reality.

“Who the hell are you?” A voice startled her which caused an unwanted streak across the painting. Y/N looked past her canvas, only for her to meet a pair of wrathful eyes.

 "I’m Y/N, who the hell are you?“ she mimicked his former words. “I’m none of your business, now get off of my property” his voice deep and unforgiving. 

“You’re a Hale?” her words were coated with disbelief. “I thought they all died in the fire” Y/N spoke lowly to herself. “Surprise surprise, I’m not dead. Now leave” she scoffed at his rudeness, but nonetheless collected her belongings and walked away.

Y/N was never a fan of poor treatment, therefore she returned to the Hale residence in order to complete her painting. Little to her knowledge, the man from the previous day, was observing her delicate movements of the brush. She had a graceful aura, somewhat entrancing. 

He had to admit, her obstinance was quite attractive. Derek caught himself smiling at her, although his face quickly shifted back to its everyday scowl. He stomped down the stairs and out the door in preparation to scold the strong-willed young lady.

“I was going to threaten you with the police, but that would be ironic considering my reputation” he leaned against the wooden post that held the house with folded arms. 

“I will leave,” she began. “Once I finish this painting” she kept a straight face while focusing on her illustration. Derek walked past her and stood so he could get a better view of the painting. “You’re gonna catch flies” she closed his mouth with the other end of her brush, giggling. 

“That’s fascinating” he spoke in awe. “Thank you” she blushed to herself whilst trying her best to not lose focus on her masterpiece, however, Derek’s piercing gaze to the back of her head made it difficult for her to do so. He sat himself next to her and observed for hours until she was done. 

“There,” she said taking a step back to earn a better view of the canvas. “Now, I’ll leave” she said and gathered her things. 

“Wait!” He finally said when she was starting to fade from his eyesight. 

“You were so eager for me to leave, and now you want me to wait” Y/N raised a skeptical brow  at the male. “You forgot this,” he took a hold of her hand and closed her bracelet around it. “I usually take it off before painting so I-” She realized she was rambling. 

“Thank you” she smiled. “Wait” he said once more when she turned to leave. “I would like to take you out sometime, maybe you can tell me why you take off your bracelet when you paint” he said causing a shy smile to appear on her lips. 

“I would like that…”

“Derek”

“Derek” she smiled and shook his hand.

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Hey guys! Sorry for my absence…

Anyways, the second video is up!

There will come a day where you will thank the ones who broke you heart, crushed your soul and turned every sun into a dark night.

You will thank them when your heart is mended by the Hand of Allah himself.. because the sweetness of being so close to Him is a feeling we would sacrifice anything to experience.

You will thank them when you pick up the broken pieces of your soul & try to put it back together that you realise assembling them in a very different way then it was before is so much more beautiful; had you not been forced to reassemble it you would never had made that transformation.

You will thank them when the stars peak through the dark sky that surrounds you - the glimmering sky shining over you with love and mercy. Something so tremendous only possible so deep into the night.

It takes time, it takes patience and it takes trust to experience the beauty of the pain. But it is without a doubt there. Behind every problem, there is a treasure. If you’re currently experiencing a hurtful time in your life, be patient and wait. It feels long and draining, but as soon as the ease washes in you’ll forget even the worst of times. Allah willing.

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MLP Families + Rainbow Dash’s Family, Sunset’s, and Starlight’s (A.K.A. Marvel doesn’t know how to write short posts anymore)

We’ve gotten to know everyone else’s families, and all of them have been so wonderful and so immediately telling of what the girls’ home lives were like– just by showing who these characters are now.

Rarity’s Family

We haven’t seen much more than a single scene with these two talking, but almost as soon as they open their mouths, we instantly understood everything about their family dynamic.

The way their designs and their mannerisms juxtapose Rarity tells us so much about her and what it was like growing up with parents who are clearly very loving, but also probably extremely embarrassing for a pony like Rarity.

You don’t have to see a single scene of Rarity being embarrassed to get that– it’s so cleverly designed that you can instantly read into everything you see. Even Sweetie Belle to some extent (although we’ve actually been able to get to know and develop her character, so it’s different); we know despite the fact that they argue and bicker, Sweetie’s always looked up to her sister, and later wants to get from under her shadow.

That show, don’t tell type of writing is brilliantly simple, and so effective.

All the girls’ families are actually like that and it’s so freaking great.

Pinkie’s Family

Bonus headcanon: this isn’t based on anything, really, but I always love the idea that Pinkie’s  “Granny Pie,” the one who taught her to laugh at her fears, was a lot like her– hence why you have this really different personality in a more reserved family (it skipped a generation and manifested in Pinkie)

Pinkie’s twin sister needed her to “do the talking” for her, so Pinkie grew more talkative and her sister grew more quiet. Her big sister Maud could’ve easily helped Pinkie develop her ability to stay so cheery even when someone’s emotions are hard to read.

Limestone is pretty interesting, too, because she comes the closest to a rockier relationship (@yourchangelingoverlord what up). Watch the episode back and you’ll see their pretty loving with each other, but Pinkie actually kinda huffs when her sister’s grumpy about holder’s boulder. It makes you wonder what Pinkie growing up with a grump like Limestone would’ve been like.

The cakes essentially adopting her into their family is super sweet. I don’t have any analysis on that, it’s just great.

Fluttershy’s Family

Again, Fluttershy’s family tells you a lot about her just by being who they are.

Both of her parents are exactly as meek as she was, so it’s more than easy to see how that would’ve influenced her personality. Then there’s her little brother, who kinda took advantage of his pushover family just by being his bombastic self.

There’s also Rainbow Dash, who grew up alongside Fluttershy and seems extremely familiar with the family– she even reminisces with them when they’re having lunch together.

It’s just vague enough that FlutterDash shippers are happy that she knows ‘her future in-laws’ and I’m happy that Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash grew up like sisters, and neither of us have to be mad at each other! Now that’s some good writing. ^^

Twilight’s Family

At first glance, I thought Twilight’s family was the one exception to this rule, but nope. Still awesome.

See, I thought Twilight’s parents were a bit bland, but then I really thought about it. Twilight’s pretty anxiety-driven, or at the very least neurotic. A calming, loving, and supportive influence would’ve helped her not crumble under the pressure of being Princess Celestia’s student.

Shining Armour becoming more and more involved withe royal guard (since he became captain) might’ve also made Twilight progressively more focused on her studies. I mean, even more so.

Which is where her teacher/mother-figure comes in– someone who nurtured her and always wanted her to see her own worth, but could never erase Twilight’s idolization of her– even to this day.

Then there’s my baby boy Spike who’s always been there for her (I wrote a post about his special talent here, if you want more dragony sweetness). He’s such a sweetheart, and their brother/sister relationship makes me so happy.

What I find interesting is Spike’s relationships to Twilight’s family. Does he know her parents well? Does he know Celestia better than them, or vice versa? And what about Shining Armour? Do they consider each other brothers?

The last one might be true, at least, to some extent. They haven’t had a ton of interaction in the show, but we know Spike wanted to throw Shining a bachelor party (even though he didn’t understand it should be held before the wedding), and that Spike plays Ogres and Oubilletes– a complicated fantasy roleplaying game (D&D) that he didn’t learn from Twilight and that Shining Armour used to play as a teenager (in the comics).

#BestBros4Life, #ThereAre3SparkleSiblings

Applejack’s Family

Again, we instantly know this family’s history just by looking at them. It wasn’t until season 5 that we got explicit confirmation that the Apple siblings’ parents aren’t around anymore, but their absence clued us in in season 1.

And knowing that, the fact that this family is so tight-knit is so much more meaningful. We can tell the tragedy made them the close family they are now as they regrouped and redefined their roles in its wake.

Applejack is who she is because she had responsibility thrust upon her at a young age– and that was never said, but we all know it, don’t we?

The huge extended family just makes the emphasis on the importance of family that much more obvious.

Here’s hoping we’ll get to meet the two missing members someday …

But, in the meantime, Applejack also has another family, doesn’t she?

This applies to all the girls and Spike, too, of course, but I still maintain that it’s a special kind of meaningful for AJ. Knowing how much family means to her, when she calls someone family who’s not a blood relative, I think it means so much.

As early as season 2, Applejack called the girls her family. They’re honorary members of the Apple family, but the girls and Spike are a found family in their own right at this point (a found family being exactly what it sounds like, family you choose).

As someone with both honorary family members and a found family of friends, I can tell you when it’s not genetic or through adoption, this is something that’s earned, especially when it’s from someone like AJ who holds family in such high regard.

Basically, this moment was a bigger deal than people make it out to be for AJ’s character and I love it so much.

Rainbow’s Family

So, finally we get to my little all-star unintentional asshole, Rainbow Dash. The only member of her family we’ve ever seen is this blue stallion the majority of the fandom has taken to assume is her dad (and some, her big brother, which is cool, but we don’t have an only child among the mane six, so a little variety would be nice).

Now, there was a pony in the flashback with pink eyes near to them that you could argue could be hear mom, but aside from having a non-distinct design, she wasn’t invited to Hearth’s Warming, so she’s probably unrelated.

So, I should state, that just because we haven’t seen her mom doesn’t mean anything about her (we’ve learned that lesson a surprising amount of times), but the fact that her dad was invited to Hearth’s Warming this year, but the fact that no one even resembling someone that could be Dash’s mom was there leads me to believe, at least until proven wrong, that there’s a reason she’s absent.

Now, there’s a few options I can think of.

A. Divorce - we don’t have a pair of divorced parents in the show yet, so I could see the writers taking advantage of this to tell a kind of story young kids can relate to somewhere down the road. This would also highlight Rainbow’s loyalty, and explain why despite being the Element of Loyalty she sometimes still has trouble choosing between loyalties.

B. Straight-Up Death - Rainbow’s a tough kind of character (or at least, puts up a tough front), and I’ve said before speaking on this subject that because of it, I could see her experiencing loss in her past. 

A bonus to this option is a special kind of bond with Applejack. All the girls relate to one another in different ways, and so far with AJ and RD it’s mostly been competitive (or, just recently coaching together … or ). This would deepen their buddy-buddy friendship and build off the fact that they’re already two strong characters (who might need to be vulnerable every now and then).

C. M.I.A./Just Plain Abandonment - I currently hold the headcanon that Rainbow’s mom was in some form of military (be in the Wonderbolts, the Guard, or something else), and just went missing in action.

This includes all the benefits of having her die (wow, I’m dark), and also adds yet another meaning to why Rainbow Dash wants to be a Wonderbolt– one of which already being that seeing them fly makes her feel less alone. Having a mom flying among them would explain that nicely.

There’s also the option that she’s off doing her own thing, which again, speaks volumes given her Element of Loyalty daughter.

All of these options and I’m sure more tell you something about why Rainbow is the way she is, and even if none of them are right in the slightest, I’ll still be excited to see what subtle, clever way the MLP Crew introduces them.


Bonus Families! Because why not!

Sunset Shimmer’s Family

I’ve been answering asks and speculating with some awesome people about Sunset’s family, but I totally forgot that we actually have an answer.

According to the EQG Holiday Special comic, Sunset tells Applejack she was never really close to her family, even when she was back in Equestria.

It makes sense with how ambitious Sunset was. She would’ve lived in the castle, focusing on her studies– and unlike my theories for Starlight, she pulled away, not vice versa. She’s estranged.

Dear Twilight,
My second slumber party with the girls, and already I feel so much closer to everyone! I haven’t felt so loved, so accepted, in… well… ever! I feel like I finally have a family again. Without all of you to help and support me, I’d be—Well, you know what I would be! Anyway, I should get some sleep. But I want to let you know, before I do… that I love you all.
Sunset Shimmer

~ Sunset, The EQG Holiday Special comic

Sunset’s told Princess Twilight she finally feels like she has a family again in the girls, so I don’t know if she’s going to try to unestrange herself anytime soon. We might never know what they were like, or if there was even more of a reason Sunset got herself away from them. I guess that part’s left to the imagination.

But now that we know Sunset didn’t have much of a family in her biological relatives, it makes her mother/daughter-in-all-but-name relationship with Celestia that much more poignant. And, her backstory that much more understandable.

Sunset was super entitled, impatient, and eventually power-hungry, which is the main reason for her fights with Princess Celestia happened. But even beyond that, Sunset’s anger was probably partially motivated by hurt that Celestia continually told her she wasn’t ready for the destiny she’d seemingly promised.

Celestia’s approval is a HUGE motivator for Twilight, but I think you can argue even though Sunset is much more ready to question her ex-mentor, her approval and love is still hugely important to her, too. Especially if she was the mare who raised her almost entirely.

Starlight’s Family

Ever notice how in Starlight’s flashbacks she always seems … alone? I don’t mean Sunburst leaving her, I mean her parents aren’t really there.

And again, it might not mean anything at all, but just imagine for a second that Starlight’s family was ‘there,’ but distant with her. More focused on their careers, maybe, but also just emotionally distant and unable to really connect with her.

The type of mom that tells a kid to smile because they look nicer that way without caring whether they feel like smiling. Sort of fake, if you know what I mean.

So with that in mind, think about her losing Sunburst again, because if this was true, she wouldn’t just be losing a best friend, she’d be losing her only emotional support. 

Now it makes sense that she’d develop a fear of him rejecting her again, and why his love and approval was incredibly important to her– hence why no going to visit him, hence drawing away, and hence building a society later in life where everyone is always happy and ‘can leave whenever they want’ but never choose to do so– and hence, a superficial understanding of real connections and real happiness.

Come on, everypony, smile, smile, smile.

Her abandonment issues a whole lot of sense this way. A scary amount of sense.

I don’t care how long this got, it was worth it. The way they treat family in this show is remarkable and wonderful writing, and I hope even if my headcanons are super wrong, we’ll continue to see more excellent introductions like these.

Stop the Pain

Okay so here’s my little Langst ficlet. I was just gonna make it a prompt but whoops my hand slipped it’s been written. Sorry about any typos or if they seem ooc or anything. :TRIGGER WARNING:

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It starts with someone calling Lance’s name. They sound so familiar. It’s his mother. He opens his eyes as far as he can and squints at how bright it is. She’s holding his head in her lap and crying, his father is at the door, one the phone, talking. He’s crying too. Lance feels tears still running down his face from earlier and he hurts. Everything hurts. His stomach, his arms. His mother is still shouting his name and sobbing as his vision begins to go black.

“Lance!” He jerks awake, looking around at everyone staring at him. He sees a couple of concerned glances, but mostly everyone seems annoyed. “Were you even paying attention?” Keith asks, glaring at him. “Uh, sorry guys,” Lance sniffs, wiping tears off his face. “Didn’t get much sleep last night, must’ve dozed off. What was that again?” Keith lets out an annoyed sigh. “I was SAYING that the black lion still has to choose her new paladin, so we’ll all meet in her hanger in two quintants, alright?” Everyone nods and begins to disperse. As Lance walks away he feels a hand land on his shoulder.
“What was that back there?!” Keith almost shouts. Lance winces, remembering his flashback. “You need to start focusing on our job. We’re paladins of Voltron. We defend the Universe! If you can’t pay attention then how are you supposed to be a sharpshooter?” His voice increases in volume and he lets go of Lance. “Get it together Lance. Don’t let this happen again.” Lance just stands there, he can’t move. Tears start to slip down his face, as much as he tries to hold them in, and he breaks.
“Am I the sharpshooter Keith? Am I?” He asks. Keith turns and is shocked by the tears running down Lance’s face. “Because I don’t think I am. I’m not good enough to be the sharpshooter, I can’t focus enough to be the sharpshooter, now can I Keith? I can’t match up with you and your fantastic flying and your amazing combat skills and your valor and your intelligence and your……your anything! I can’t match up to you! Or Hunk, or Pidge, Or Coran, Or Allura! And I obviously couldn’t match up to Shiro! So what am I on this team?!” Lance pants, angry and upset. “What am I Keith? Because I know I annoy all of you, and I know I don’t bring anything to the table. So if I’m all that, what am I?” Keith stares at Lance, in shock from what he just heard and Lance turns and leaves, heading straight to his room. He sits down by his bed and pulls something from under his pillow. It’s silver and shining, glimmering in the light, and it’s sharp. Too sharp. Lance wants to run it across his skin, make a mistake, go too deep. Stop the pain.