Another year older, another year of sharing information, characters, stories, ideas, and encouragement. Thank you so much for being here with me and supporting me as we explore this writing thing we like to do. To celebrate the milestone, let’s take another look back through what we’ve accomplished this year.
We added post series on Ideas, Plot, Emotions, Magic Building, and Religion. Night of Asking received a sibling in the Night of Musing event, and audio has started making appearances on some posts. The gmail for one-on-one consultations is still running strong; the NaNo Chatzy room made its annual reappearance; and you tolerated my 3rd State of the Blog(ger) Address. Take a look at what we’ve done:
So, as a writer, I do try and understand both sides of every argument that I go through, and I’ve read through anti Sheith anti Shidge anti Shance and Anti Shunk (No idea that was Actually a thing) and I’d just like to point a little thing out.
In the first episode, when we meet the wonderful Garrison Trio, Lance says “In my first year of flight school, do you know what they called me?”
“First year of flight school.”
This is really an obvious pointer that If this really is a College/Military based operation, then it’s not their first year doing it. Obviously not, especially if we take into account how Keith and Lance already had unseen interactions? And How Hunk and Lance were already tight knit right when Pidge came along? There are already connections made between the characters except for Pidge and Keith. So, hence, if the characters joined the Garrison at the age of 17+, they would be at LEAST 18 by now, if not older.
Not only that, but it had to have been at least TWO years before the beginning of the first episode, one year for Hunk and Lance to meet, for Keith and Shiro to meet, for Lance to grow his animosity towards Keith. All of that doesn’t just happen in a day. And then Shiro went into space, right? Let’s please take a look at that.
While flying past Pluto, Pidge said it took Four months to get their on their normal piloting vessels. So, Shiro would have been gone four months before even getting captured. So. A year and four months. Not bad time so far, in my very humble opinion.
And then (This part is just a theory, please treat it as such) A year had passed AFTER he got kidnapped. So. Shiro was presumed DEAD for a year, not gone for just a year. He was gone for a year and four months.
So. Tally it up, and the time generally rounds out to nearly two and a half years since the characters began their journey into the Garrison. The first year was establishing relationships. The four months after that was Shiro gone, and then the next year was after Shiro presumably died. And that’s where our story begins. Two years and four months after.
Not only that, but we don’t know when the birthdays of the characters are, nor if the Garrison is a year round school or a School where summer is free. Hunk’s birthday could’ve been late fall, when the minimum age to join was seventeen. He’d be at least nineteen at the beginning of the show.
But again, this is just my take on it. I personally do not despise any ships, I think they all have their own perks and weaknesses. I enjoy every kind of relationship they might have, such as the Brothers AU for Sheith. I adore their platonic relationship and think it is a fantastic dynamic. But I also think if they weren’t related, the dynamic would be just as wonderful.
This is not an attack, just an observation of what I have seen. I adore Shallura, it’s gorgeous and the characters are so well rounded and compliment each other. I just don’t like people being crude to other people about opinions that don’t cause harm. And if it does, it is ALWAYS a good idea to block them.
Thank you for reading! And if you want to converse about it please feel free!
“Don’t care if they can’t understand the way
That you and I just want to be next to each other everyday
You and I, we’re just like magnets baby
Even addicted to your grumpy face
I know exactly just how many kisses fit between your eyes” ~ BANKS, Fuck Em Only We Know
Yoongi x OC/Reader | The Most Beautiful Moments in Life
Hello! I am Nikho Andres M. Ortizand I am a professional figure skater from the Philippines!
Nikho is of Spanish-Filipino descent who grew up in the Philippines. He started his skating career when he was twelve years old with the help of his older sister who is also a figure skater at that time.
So far, he has won prizes in the Four Continents Skating Championships and was almost qualified for the Grand Prix Finals a few times.
Nikho is always seen to be wearing his skating jersey jacket. He has dark brown hair, brown eyes and tan (or ‘kayumanggi’, as what the Filipinos call it) skin.
His older sister’s name is Aria Leo Ortiz. She is standing as Nikho’s coach as well.
He is twenty-two years old.
Mostly after his skating performances on international settings, fans would throw stuffed toy chickens for the known fact that it’s Nikho’s favourite animal.
He loves traveling especially if he’s on the way to a certain competition. However, bus and plane rides always made him nauseous.
His group of friends would play pranks on his performances such as holding up a banner with the words ‘ANDRES ME PLEASE’ imprinted on it.
His skating program theme is ‘Reverie’
Any more you’d like to know about this dork? Ask away! (Special guest: you can also ask his older sister about various things!)
20. Damen x Laurent. With a Nikandros or Charls cameo?
Dear Anon, why not both?
(I’ll just assume that you’ve requested the one I’ve rebloged most recently yup. That would be the four word prompts)
20. “Alright, I love you.”
~Don’t Threaten Me With A Good Time~
moment Makedon said he wanted to celebrate Laurent’s ascension Damen knew it
wouldn’t end well.
The celebration was rather private, on Laurent’s demand, though
Makedon tried to argue.
And so they found themselves in a fort near what used to be the
It was a small gathering which consisted of Laurent, Damen,
Makedon, Jord, Nikandros, Lazar, Pallas, a few of Makedon’s men and Charls, the
Veretian cloth merchant and a few of his friends. He had found himself there by
accident and was joined them on Laurent’s invitation.
Makedon and Charls ended up getting along very well.
Surprisingly enough, so did Nikandros and Jord. Damen was glad to see Nikandros
relax a little, take a few shots even.
But Damen himself was reluctant to let his guard down. He stuck
with Laurent, ready to interfere if needed. Makedon truly was a bad influence,
no matter how much respect Damen had for him.
“Look at them,” said Makedon at some point. He motioned to the other
side of the room, where Lazar and Pallas sat.
Laurent seemed to observe the situation carefully, seemingly
very interested in what was happening.
Pallas had his arms crossed, his head turned away. Lazar was
leaning forward and whispering something in his ear. Although Pallas’s cheeks
were red, he slapped Lazar’s hand away when he tried to rest it on Pallas’s
“He’s resisting,” Laurent pointed out.
“Maybe he’s trying to prove something. Maybe he wants to appear
strong before Veretian charm,” Makedon speculated.
Despite not knowing the people involved, Charls was very
interested in the discussion. “No Akielon is immune to Veretian charm, eh,
Damen smiled. He wouldn’t argue, instead he wrapped his arm
around Laurent’s waist and said, “I absolutely agree. Pallas doesn’t stand
Laurent leaned against Damen, already struggling to keep himself
upright, though he wouldn’t let it show. “He won’t last,” he said, nodding
Charls blinked in confusion. “Which one is Pallas?”
“The Akielon,” Makedon answered.
They all shamelessly watched as Lazar’s hand found its way up
Pallas’s thigh again.
“Watch - he’s gonna hit him,” Charls said.
When it happened, Charls and Makedon burst out laughing. Laurent
was giggling quietly and Damen didn’t know what to think.
“This is getting sad,” said Laurent, “If I took a shot
every time Lazar made a desperate attempt to get in Pallas’s pants, I would
be…” He couldn’t even finish the sentence. The problem was that Laurent already
And, much to Damen’s horror, Makedon raised his cup. “And
we shall! That is two shots so far,” he said and held up three fingers.
The three of them started taking shots without hesitation.
Damen took Laurent’s wrist. “Uh, maybe this isn’t such a
gave him a look, his gaze unfocused.”Damen, live a little! Don’t be
so…” He started cackling before he even finished the sentence, “Frigid.”
Damen stared at Laurent. Then they both laughed. The irony of
the statement was far too hilarious.
And so they drank, all four of them. Each time poor Lazar made a
move, Laurent, being the most observant one, slapped Charls’s, Damen’s or
Makedon’s arm to get their attention. Then they all took shots. It went for a
while. Pallas was holding up well.
Charls was the first one to pass out. He may have had a high
tolerance, but he wasn’t used to Akielon liquor. Laurent wasn’t either, but he
had made an effort to get used to it. His incredible will power was not to be
Damen stayed to his senses as much as he could. He was the one
to break it off.
“I think we should excuse ourselves,” he said to Laurent.
“We are still celebrating!” Said Makedon, almost insulted. “Besides,
Lazar hasn’t caught his pray yet!”
“I’m sure you’ll understand,” Damen said, “This one is very
Makedon frowned. “You underestimate your lover.”
Laurent hiccupped. He had dropped all his weight on Damen,
resting against him helplessly. “I’m afraid he is correct.”
“You cannot leave now…” Makedon complained.
“Let’s have a bet and call it a night?” Laurent suggested.
Makedon was interested and no longer insulted. “Go on…”
“I bet,” said Laurent, leaning forward. It didn’t turn out to be
a smart move and he ended up grabbing Damen’s arm for balance. “I bet that
Pallas will be caught by sunrise.”
“You don’t know Pallas. He won’t let himself be taken,” Makedon
Laurent smirked. “If he doesn’t, I’ll wear a dress for
you,” he said, offering his hand.
Makedon took it. “And I will for you, if he does.”
They shook on it.
Laurent wouldn’t have allowed it otherwise, but as he was unable
to walk, he made an exception and let Damen pick him up.
Damen felt rather good about it. He carried Laurent to their
room, his head rested against Damen’s shoulder the entire time.
Once there, Damen placed the sleepy king on their bed. As well
as Laurent, Damen needed sleep. He lay beside him and their eyes met.
“Are you going to resist my advances again?” Laurent questioned.
His gaze was still unfocused, but it still left an impression Damen.
“I think I will,” he said, swallowing thickly.
Laurent was wearing the chiton. Lying down, it somehow managed
to go up to his waist.
If Laurent had been sober, he definitely would have been aware
of it and he would have tried to use it to mess with Damen.
Drunk, it was hard to tell.
Damen realized, much to his delight, that Laurent let himself
relax. The last time he had been drunk, he was careful and on edge despite the
But this time he was rather relaxed, maybe he even let his guard
down a little.
Laurent rolled over, finding his way on top of Damen. “But, this
is fun. I promise I won’t kill you tomorrow.”
Damen allowed a brief kiss to happen. “It isn’t a good
Laurent pouted. That way, he resembled a puppy. “Your self
control is astonishing.”
“Not as astonishing as yours.”
Laurent rested his chin on Damen’s chest. Then Laurent got off
of him and instead cuddle close to him.
“You’re going to make up for this,” Laurent said, eyes closed.
“Alright. I love you,” Damen whispered.
Laurent may have replied, but Damen only heard a sleepy mumble.
You may have noticed that this story has a name, which is unusual for me
Here’s the truth: I’ve been planning to post this separate from this reply, but I decided to do it this way because the four word prompts are pretty vague and I can write pretty much anything as long as it includes the sentence (which it does)
This story will have a second part, only about Lazar and Pallas and what was happening while they were being used as the subject of a drinking game
That is why I must apologize to Anon twice:
1) because this story isn’t exactly Laurent x Damen oriented
2) If you actually requested for something else I’ve rebloged
I hope you like my humble offering anyway uwu
@laurent-ofvere because we’ve discussed the Drinking Game AU (or Wingmen! Laurent and Makedon AU)
@i-am-charls because I took your idea about Laurent not wanting to be picked up in public uwu