lol hinata is a fucking bitch. she should have died instead of neji.
LOL if you want a satisfying rebuttal for your bullshit, you have visited a wrong ask box because I don’t like internet fights. And all i can say to you is that NO MATTER WHAT YOU SAY, I’M NEVER GONNA STOP LOVING HINATA HYUGA UZUMAKI.
And here. Have a bunch of Hinata’s beautiful and angelic face :—)
Heyyyy HAPPY BIRTHDAY!! I love seeing you on my dash and your soft klance (literally all ur fics....how...i melt evrytim) gives me life. Idk if you're still doing drabbles...if you are - klance soulmate au? Either way I've loved your birthday drabbles so far. Hope you had an amazing day!! <3
EYYYY NICE CHOICE ANON….here u go!!
There’s a constellation of stars on Keith’s chest – the constellation is unknown, not from their solar system, but it doesn’t really matter because it’s his mark. Sometimes they just don’t matter. His mother and father’s marks are knives, pressed to the backs of their necks like possessive hands. His mother wears her hair short so it’s never hidden.
Sometimes, in the dead of night, his mark will feel warm, and he’ll know his soulmate is putting their hand against their own mark. He does his very best not to touch it himself; he doesn’t trust it, not really, and he deliberately avoids thinking about it most of the time.
It’s not until he’s at the Garrison that the subject really starts coming up. For teenagers enrolled in a serious space engineering and flight program, there’s a lot of gossiping and attempts to find out what everyone’s marks look like. Keith learns to keep to himself, duck his head when he’s changing in the locker rooms, shielding his stars from view. There are others who show theirs off proudly, who make sure and draw attention to them – flashy necklaces or short sleeves or midriff bearing shirts when they’re allowed to dress informally. Some people just tell everyone what their mark is upon meeting them, surreptitiously scanning them for their own.
For some reason, the only other person that no one really knows about is another boy in his year, Lance, who always laughs off questions about his soulmate, and diverts attention to whoever’s asking him. Keith watches it happen again and again, until people eventually stop asking.
Keith doesn’t mean to see, but one day when they’re changing into their uniforms after training, Lance, usually careful about changing with his back to the group, looks up – everyone does, as one of the other boys accidentally smacks his face into an open locker door with a loud crash. For some reason, Keith’s eyes flash to Lance as he spins in place, and there, on his chest –
A constellation of stars.
There’s no mistaking them – the same ones rest in Keith’s skin, and without thinking, his hand comes up to touch them with shaky fingers. Lance goes incredibly still, looking down, and he touches his mark in bewilderment, blinking. It grows warm under Keith’s fingertips. Lance looks up and around with wide eyes, and they catch on Keith too quickly for Keith to look away. He can’t see Keith’s mark, but he can see his face; he can see where his hand is resting.
“You?” Keith sees him mouth, brow furrowed. He looks stunned, confused. Keith lets go of the mark, suddenly terrified that Lance can feel his heart beating wildly in his chest as well.
Keith pulls his uniform on the rest of the way, not bothering to button it properly, and runs out of the locker room without looking back.
A drabble please recruit meeting Jack and Gabe for the first time and accidentally blurting out how attractive their are.
idk what this is but here u go anon, enjoy!
Damn, you were nervous. Why were you nervous? You had just
passed the most intense training programme in existence, pushing the absolute
limits of your mental and physical performance. Only a handful made it this far
and you were one. You should have been confident in your capabilities, not
bricking it at the fact you were about to meet the commanders. What if they
didn’t like you? Would they make your life hell? They seemed nice enough from
what you have seen. But that was all from a distance and in the public eye.
Could they be grade A assholes in private?
“Just stay calm, you can do this,” you whispered to
yourself, taking a deep breath, “They’ll be totally professional, you just do
You straightened your posture and kept your face pointed
forward, though your eyes would occasionally dart to your right where the two
commanders made their way down the line of recruits to personally congratulate
them. Your hands fidgeted behind your back and your heart pounded faster as
they finished up talking to the recruit beside you. No matter how much you
tried to mentally prepare yourself you still jumped as the strike commander
“Sir!” you addressed. A touch too loudly, you realised too
late. You saluted the two men, almost elbowing commander Reyes in the face. So
far so shit it would seem.
“At ease,” the Blackwatch commander chuckled, holding out
his hand to you. Your palms were sweaty and he undoubtedly noticed it.
“I’ve read your file,” commander Morrison informed you,
taking his turn to shake your hand, “Impressive work. Something tells me that
you’re going to go far here.”
“T-thank you, sir. Sirs! Both of you. Thank you very much
for accepting me,” you stammered. Oh crap, just throw away the shovel, you were
only digging yourself further and further into a hole. “It’s an honour to work
with such talented and handsome men as yourselves.”
Shitting hell, did you just say handsome? Yes you did. You
really did just say that. You quickly shut your mouth as your face went bright
red. You quickly retracted your hand and fixed your posture, looking straight
ahead and trying not to make eye contact with either the commanders or the
other privates who were staring at you in disbelief.
“Um…Thank you?” commander Morrison stated after a moment of
intensely awkward silence, “We look forward to having you on board.”
“If looks are what you’re after, Blackwatch has the better
looking people,” Reyes whispered to you with a wink.
“Gabriel!” Morrison barked, grabbing the other man’s soldier
and dragging him along.
I really liked your awkward Hanzo comics~ Could you make one where McCree compliments his hair (particularly the white little hair-wings part thing) and the next day someone (Genji? Symm?) finds him with a little smile trying extra hard to make them perfect? (not in a snooty/prideful way. more of a "i hope they look good today maybe he'll talk to me again" way) I am not sure if I'm allowed to make requests/suggestions so i hope this does not come off as pushy~ '3' Welp, 25 letters left so this -
im super glad you liked it omg thank yOU!!! i am 1000% down for requests & suggestions hehe there u go!!!
We know Lance is super smart, but... Headcanon that sometimes in everyday situations (or what counts for everyday situations when you're fighting a space war) he just loses all common sense and says and does dumb things. It happens so much and it's so funny that the team starts calling these times Lance Moments. Even when someone else does a dumb thing, it is called having a Lance Moment.
dude sorry this was one of those asks i’ve been sitting on bc i just. love to think of not only lance moments. but a whole array of paladin moments.
lance moment: when you get too overconfident and embarrass yourself
origin: “wow that’s like 1000 plus 10″, and other greatest hits
example: shiro: hey guys be careful there’s a bunch of debris up ahead keith: whatever i can handle it [promptly crashes into space garbage] pidge: LMAOOO KEITH LANCED UP
keith moment: when you forget all social etiquette
origin: just when the other kids had finally acclimated him to Teenage Interactions, he tried to fistbump a diplomat and it was interpreted as an attack
example: alien host: and here is our most sacred animal pidge: eww lance: [slapping a hand over her mouth] what keith here meant to say was,
pidge almost has more keith moments than keith. but keith’s are always more disastrous so he holds the title.
pidge moment: when you completely forget that there’s something else you’re supposed to be doing
origin: pidge was supposed to be developing a virus or something so everyone left her alone but after a full day somebody checked on her and it turns out she got distracted and had actually been programming a game on her computer
example: coran: oh, hunk! did you finish recalibrating the teludav? hunk: [surrounded by books on taujeerian biology] did i what pidge: AHA!! IT WASN’T ME THIS TIME!!
hunk moment: when you get overemotional at inopportune times
origin: everyone pulled off an incredible maneuver in the middle of a battle and hunk started tearing up and talking about how much he loves everyone and “hunk, i love you too buddy, but maybe save this for later”
example: shiro: …and you’re such a smart and talented young lady and i’m so proud of everything you’ve accomplished– pidge: ok ok i know hunk thank you but i really need to be hacking into this server right now
shiro moment: when you accidentally let something really morbid slip out
origin: after two sleepless nights, allura asked shiro if there was anything he needed and he replied in a monotone “the sweet embrace of death”
example: coran: it’s a fascinating creature honestly! once it has completed growing, it only has ten quintants before its body begins destroying itself. lance: goals keith: …are you ok? that was a very shiro thing to say.
allura moment: when you surprise everyone with a previously unknown kickass ability
origin: the shapeshifting thing, and probably many others
example: pidge: [grabs a stick and knocks a bomb far into the distance] lance: what the heck pidge: what? matt and i used to play baseball all the time, i’m pretty good at it lance: god you’re such an allura
coran moment: when you pull a paladin moment, but play it off flawlessly
origin: anything he ever says. he’s making up half the nonsense that comes out of his mouth. nobody notices or calls him out on it.
example: there are none. coran is the only being known to pull off a coran moment.
Do not scorn pity that is the gift of a gentle heart, Eowyn! But I do not offer you my pity. For you are a lady high and valiant and have yourself won renown that shall not be forgotten; and you are a lady beautiful, I deem, beyond even the words of the Elven-tongue to tell. And I love you. Once I pitied your sorrow. But now, were you sorrowless, without fear or any lack, were you the blissful Queen of Gondor, still I would love you. Eowyn, do you not love me?