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“That Was All You”: A Black Paladin Lance Meta

Alternatively Titled: Local Girl Digs Heels In So Hard She’s Laying on the Ground. “This Is My Home Now,” She Says.

Listen. Listen. No, I don’t know when to quit. Yes, I have a midterm tomorrow and am procrastinating. Shut up.

Now, since this is going to be long as hell (because I really don’t know when to quit), here’s a quick summary of my argument: 1. we’re building up to a leadership arc with Lance, 2. the pilot of the Black Lion depends not just on Black but on the team, and 3. Keith and Red still have a connection.

Blah blah blah, general disclaimer, I am probably could be wrong, lesgo:

Season 4 episode 6 sees the introduction of a new galra super weapon – a planet rigged to explode and take the whole solar system out with it. Right after destroying the galra stronghold on said planet, the team is suddenly surrounded by giant spire things and have no idea what they are.

And it’s Lance that makes the right call. He’s the one that not only says “hey let’s leave,” but also “and here’s how we’re going to do it.” He looks at this situation, sees a need to distance them from it immediately, and knows exactly who to delegate the task to. 

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faun-the-beasty  asked:

BH gets really annoyed when Flug doesn't sleep, but Flug can get dangerously irritated himself when his work keeps getting interrupted, especially when BH won't get off his back and stop being clingy and sometimes Flug just snaps and gets so mad that even BH kinda slinks away grumbling with his tail between his leg because Flugs give a Fuck filter shuts down after three or four consecutive days of no sleep. Even 505 stays away when he's like this and Dementia just sees how far she can push him.

work is great and all, but even black hat ends up concerned with flugs sleeping schedule

which is why desperate times calls for desperate measures

Consider this:

Sven constantly asking Slav about the probability of meeting that “green Pidge girl” in their reality.

Constantly.

At first, Slav actually runs some calculations and responds, giving new answers as they fluctuate. But he eventually gives up. He just starts making up shit statistics and Sven actually believes him (he trusts his smart buddy and he’s not as cynical as his tortured-by-Galra counterpart Shiro).

Finally, Slav’s had enough. He’s going to find their version of the Pidge paladin even if it costs him his life, so long as Sven finally SHUTS UP. (Additionally, he never knew that there’d come a point when he didn’t want to talk about alternate realities).

Forgive Us

Summary: The Commander has another near-death experience and their team is not happy about it. (AKA: a long-overdue apology to a Commander who’s trying their best) 

Characters: Pact Commander, literally all of Dragon’s Watch sans Rytlock

Notes: Commander’s POV (2nd person); Set after PoF; 2400 words; this is the most self-indulgent thing i’ve written yet and i blame @saruhoh for it


You wake to blinding sunlight.

You groan softly, squeezing your eyes tighter and turning away in an attempt to block the light.

“Oh, you’re up!” an unfamiliar voice calls from your left. There’s a quiet rustling of fabric before the warmth mercifully disappears from your face. Safe from the light, you open your eyes and glance to the side. A tall Elonian woman you don’t recognize stands by the window, one hand holding the woven curtain.

“Sorry for waking you like that,” she apologizes, tying the curtain back with a length of cord, “How are you feeling?”

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anonymous asked:

Mickey, why do you defend Bendy after everything he did AND continues to do? Despite all his talk about becoming a better person he barely does anything to stay true to his word. I know you’re a kind Toon, but you’re no fool either; does he even see you as his friend as much as you do him?

“The thing with Bendy is that, when you get him alone, in his quiet moments, he can be kind, and thoughtful, and pretty darn nice! What you see is a lot of his public image. That’s why I never gave up on him! I knew there was a whole lotta good in there! He just needs to bring that out more. 

Sure, he’s done some unforgivable things, but you gotta give someone a second chance. Especially someone like him who was never taught how to be a good guy! That’s why I’m teaching him! I’m sort of his parole officer like that, hahah! But now me, and all his new friends like his scary dog, and his girlfriend can show him how to be a good guy the rest of the way!” - Mickey

Poor naive Mickey…also I wouldn’t share cheesy chips, that shit is good!

Why👏cant👏we👏have👏nice 👏things👏anymore👏 all I want is the return off hair metal

  • me: omg that promo still from the punisher with karen and frank on the bridge! so adorable! straight from a rom-com!!!
  • the punisher series, drop kicking me in the head: fuck u

Just throwing this out there, I was considering crocheting and selling pride stuff on tumblr in December and as a ‘season of giving’ thing donate the proceeds to The Trevor Project- rn I’m throwing feelers out to see if anyone would be into that, so let me know if you would 

As the new season of the Walking Dead approaches, my love for Negan returns. That, in turn, brings back my “jesus christ i need a good fanfic to read” period. And I’ve spent the past few days reading one (Irresistible Danger) by @flames-bring-a-ton-of-ash and I loooooved it, so I couldn’t help but quickly sketch the main character the way I imagine her to be. It is a self-insert story, plus I feel like me and this character are quite alike in how we deal with emotions (or rather how we fail to do so😅), so I couldn’t help myself but throw in dem glasses😅 Other than that, more or less true to the description
Can’t wait for the next chapter, thanks for your work👏👏

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The lecture was about exposed pining Io and smiling Kinshiro with a side of thug Yumoto

Adrino November Day 9 - Karaoke

“Do it! Do it!” Alya waved her drink, leaning heavily on Marinette. Chloe cheered vaguely from Marinette’s other side. 

“I don’t know…” Nino would normally never even consider it, but the alcohol was warm in his stomach and was making him suggestible. 

“Come on, dude. Your great voice can cover up my terrible one.” Adrien laughed and pulled his hand, his excited grin more convincing than his words. 

“Okay, just one song.” Nino ignored his friend’s cheers as he let Adrien guide him up to the stage. 

“Wait, I wanna choose the song!” Chloe stumbled up to the monitor before they reached it, nearly pushing Nino out of the way. She entered her selection quickly and forcefully. “Someone’s gotta give you dorks a push.” She blew Adrien a kiss and went back to snuggle with her tipsy girlfriends. 

Nino felt his heart sink. Whatever Chloe did, it couldn’t have been good. He just wanted to sing a silly duet with his crush best friend. And he was only doing that because Adrien asked him too and he could never say no to Adrien’s smile. He was not ready to deal with what ever Chloe, and probably Alya and Marinette, were scheming. 

Adrien was still holding his hand as he pulled him on stage and handed him one of the mics. He didn’t let go. Nino’s felt his throat get tight as he tried to will his hand not to get sweaty. If he was more sober, he would pull his hand away himself, but drunk!Nino liked the feeling of Adrien’s hand too much. 

He was so focused on their joined hands that he didn’t even notice the music starting. What song was it even? The soft, simplistic melody made his heart clench. A love song. It had to be. 

Nino looked at Adrien, panic in his eyes. He couldn’t sing a duet like this with Adrien! He only agreed to this because he expected it to be a goofy song that they could belt out and laugh to. Not a song like this! Adrien would find out how he felt if he sang a song like this. 

God damn Chloe. 

Adrien smiled and began to sing, not taking his eyes off Nino. He radiated warmth and happiness, hand tightening in Nino’s. His voice was normally nearly comically terrible, but Nino barely noticed all the missed notes or the complete disregard for tune. He could only focus on Adrien’s eyes, joyful and radiant as he sang those romantic lyrics. 

Nino’s anxieties melted away as he began to sing along.