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anonymous asked:

Kat,,,,,,,keith Cries,,,,,,,,,fanon keith is dead,,,hes,,,,,emotiONAL,,,

Dude. Dude, I know. Here’s some great stuff about Keith that fandom can no longer deny:

  • when asked to describe himself he first comes up blank
  • no mentions of his talents whatsoever?? he’s not arrogant
  • in fact he has no trouble admitting that he’s bad at something
  • keeps saying that he pilots the black lion but refuses to say that he’s the black paladin
  • he thinks that being part Galra might be why he has always been bad at connecting with people 
  • automatically plays around with his knife when the Galra part gets mentioned
  • THE STUPID CHEER FROM S1 IS STILL ON HIS MIND
  • is very straightforward and wants to avoid complicated stuff as much as possible
  • apologized twice for blowing up; he’s self-conscious about his temper
  • [voice crack] “I don’t know why I’m that way”
  • is aware of his abandonment issues
  • is also aware that he puts some walls up
  • tries to compose himself by rubbing his fingers together
  • knows when he is about to cry and promised himself not to do it ((in front of the camera/a potential audience at least))

HE’S. SO GREAT. SO SO GREAT. He’s much more self-aware than fandom gives him credit for. I LOVE HIM SO MUCH ;A;

aliciahopesanddreams  asked:

I have an idea! Let us all Keith fans come together and adopt him, so he can be happy as he deserves to be and we can be one. big. happy. Fanily! 💖

step 1: collect all Keith stans

step 2: adopt Keith together

step 3: prosper

anonymous asked:

prompt inspired by watching mtvs catfish: human au where alec and magnus meet in person for the first time after talking online for months and both were worried about being catfished because there is no way someone that perfect could be real

Anon, I need you to know that even though it’s taken me approximately 6000 years to answer this, I’ve been thinking about this AU ever since you sent it, and I’m obsessed. Bless you for this.

Alec can’t tell if he’s overdressed, or underdressed, but he’s definitely… incorrectly-dressed. The website had made it look like an average coffee shop, but as soon as he walks in the door, he can tell that it’s actually a cafe. There are paintings and sculptures and pastries that look more complicated than the sculptures and everyone is drinking out of either fine china or cheap mason jars and everyone has a… thing. A vibe. Everyone’s vibe is wildly different, but they’re all equally distinct.

And Alec’s just in nice jeans and a button-up, like some sort of ordinary person. This is not a coffee shop for ordinary people. He is clearly not in the target demographic of this establishment And he can’t tell if that makes him more or less nervous about this whole damn thing. He looks around, trying to take all of it in, but more importantly, trying to-

Oh. There he is.

There’s a little two-person booth tucked away in the corner by all the sculptures. And Magnus is tucked away in one side of it, ignoring a little teapot and matching cup sitting on the table in favor of scrolling through his phone. And…

And he looks like that. He really looks like that. In reality. In person. Alec had sort of assumed it was like a… persona. A social media presence, used to promote his business, maintain his brand. Alec assumed no one could actually look like that without a team of professionals. Stylists and photographers and probably some heavy photoshop use. But… no. He looks like that. In a real-world setting. He’s real.

But that just makes Alec even more terrified as he walks over to the booth. Because that means that Magnus really is this and that means there is no goddamn reason he could possibly be interested in a date with Alec. Alec doesn’t have any connections, any influence, any money. Even if this is a scam (which it has to be, right?), there’s no reason for Alec to be the target. If Magnus is into stealing social security numbers, surely he’d be able to attract a more lucrative number than Alec’s, with a face like that… and a body like that… and just, him.

Magnus looks up when Alec is a few feet away. He catches Alec’s eye, and he-

He does a little double-take. Looks back down at his phone, then snaps his gaze back at Alec. Eyes a little wide. And after a moment, he smiles (and jesus fuck, Alec almost has to hold onto the table for support). He sets down his phone, and rests his elbows on the table. “Look at that. You are real.”

Alec opens his mouth. And closes it. And opens it again. He can’t quite remember… words. What words are. “Huh?”

Magnus ducks his head, puts a hand to his cheek. “Sorry. I know it’s bit rude, but… you know how the internet works.” His smile gets a little wider, a little lopsided (and a lot more adorable). “The odds of actually finding someone as-” He presses his lips together, then laughs a bit. At himself, like he’s embarrassed. “Well. Someone like you.” He shrugs, still smiling. “The realist in me was convinced this must be some sort of scam.” He wrinkles his nose. “I realize now that that was a bit ridiculous of me.”

Alec’s mouth is hanging open. He can’t close it. His jaw moves a bit. A noise comes out of his throat, but it sure as hell isn’t coherent. But eventually, he laughs. Quiet, and awkward. “No, I get that.”

-send me a character or pairing, and a prompt, and I’ll write a short fic for you!-

hannahbanana1995  asked:

22. meeting on a train ride au! Omg that sounds amazing already!

This got long because, as per usual, I have no self-control.

23. Meeting on a train ride AU

Despite what certain defense attorneys might otherwise claim, there were very few things about which Rafael Barba was a snob. Bespoke suits were one; single malt scotch was another; and above all, Barba was a complete snob when it came to transportation.

Which is to say, he summarily refused to use the subway.

His litany of reasons ran almost as long as the Uber ride back to his apartment: the subway was always crowded, and it always smelled disgusting, and there was always someone playing music eighteen decibels louder than necessary, and…

Well, you get the picture.

But when the City decided to shut down three entire city blocks around Barba’s apartment building for road resurfacing, not even he could justify paying for an Uber that dropped him off farther than the subway stop just down the street from his building. So with great reluctance (and taking care to wear his oldest suits, for the inevitability that someone spills something on him), Barba started taking the subway to and from work.

And he very quickly started to wonder why he hadn’t done this sooner.

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anonymous asked:

Did... you see the Keith Vlog? It's out on the Voltron Facebook...

I was out and when I came back my entire dash was suddenly people crying about Keith. I found the video. Now I’m crying too. bABY BOY-

soapieturner  asked:

Modern Theonsa. He takes talk like a pirate day VERY seriously. It's almost a national holiday.

Sansa Stark may be a serious woman, one who wore pantsuits and breathed PowerPoint presentations, but she had not married a serious man. After all, Theon had tricked her into naming their daughter Gray Greyjoy when she was still high on painkillers. So she should not have been surprised when he showed up at the law office where she was up for partner in an eyepatch, a pirate hat and their daughter dressed as a parrot in her baby bjorn.

A parrot with an eyepatch, Sansa realized, as Theon pushed through the glass doors into her office.

“Ahoy! I ‘ave yer files,” Theon said, pulling the folder she’d forgotten on the kitchen table from the diaper bag on his shoulder and sliding it across the desk to her.

“Thank you,” Sansa said, fighting a smile. It’s not that she minded the costume. In fact, she liked it more than she’d admit. It’s just that usually he kept the pirate costume in the bedroom. At least he was wearing pants.

“Yer welcome.”

She leaned back in her desk chair and raised an eyebrow. “You know this is a business, right?” She had to ask. After all, his job as a model-slash-actor had never been particularly lucrative and she’d been paying their bills even before Theon had “retired” to be a stay at home dad. Not that she minded. She liked that he had passion, that he had big (if unrealistic) dreams. And she liked that he was always home at the end of the day waiting for her, not miserable and stressed, ready to distract her from the daily grind.

“Ye be knowin’ ‘tis talk like a Pirate day, aye?” Theon raised his eyebrow that wasn’t obscured by his eyepatch. “But me lady needed her spreadsheets.”

Sansa couldn’t help but smile, even if her coworkers were sure to ask why her thirty-five year old husband was cosplaying as Captain Hook. “Thank you for obliging me, Captain.”

“Anything for such a comely wench.”

Theon did a little bow, and Sansa’s eyes fixed on Gray’s face for the first time. Of course Theon was wearing thick eyeliner. The whole Pirate Sexcapades Thing had started when they’d just begun living together and Theon had come home from his dayjob – working as the entertainment at kid’s parties – dressed as Jack Sparrow. Of course, after the whole domestic abuse scandal Theon had started dressing as a much more generic pirate. But the eyeliner had stayed. But Sansa had not expected her nine-month-old daughter to be wearing such thick eye makeup.

“Theon, you can’t put makeup on a baby! Not unless you want child services to take her away!”

Sansa reached into her purse for her makeup bag, properly annoyed now.

“'tis talk like a Pirate day!” Theon protested.

“Parrots don’t even wear eyeliner!” Sansa sighed, realizing as soon as she said it that technically, pirates probably didn’t wear eyeliner either. They were just dirty. But that was besides the point! At least her mother wasn’t here to give her that smug I-told-you-your-husband-was-a-dirtbag look.

lostinparadoxspace  asked:

i love how your art has souji being the nerd who's always set aside. like p4 is the game that gets the most attention from atlus and that stuff makes me feel like justice is delivered. (also souji just doesn't fit in with his lawful good attitude those are the facts)

The core reason I HC Minty as sassy towards Souji is because once Souji entered the picture, persona got all these spinoffs (1,2,3 got no extra attention) and not one of them (set aside PersonaQ which tbh is still very recent) included Minato. In my head, I feel like Minato would be a salty pretzel going “Uh, yeah, that spot belongs to me? Who got awarded best RPG of the year? Who popularized the series before you? Who was here before you? Who sacrificed his bODY TO SAVE THE WORLD SO YOUR SCRAWNY ASS COULD BE BORN-”

Souji may be spinoff powerful but Minato is eternal.

Now everyone finally knows why my Minty is sassy and bitter and just about done with Souji’s shit.

I’m here to deliver sass and justice- Your local chaotic good Minty.

anonymous asked:

kinder eggs are the best thing in existence and honestly fuck america for denying their children of that joy

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