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super late but here’s a very specific ship dynamic i’ve been obssessed with recently

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Manipulate. Mansplain. Malewife.(x)

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- god, about my life

(joking im not some edgelord) 

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cinderella au but lance panicked and has really good aim 

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“And when the nights are long All those stars recall Your goodbye ”

M83 - Oblivion (feat Susanne Sundfør)

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(flight crew au) new boyfriends klance caught making out in the aft galley 😳

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voltron behind the scenes 1

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keith headcanons

━ when he was 12 he would carry a taser and a pepper spray everywhere he goes and would use them whenever someone pisses him off

━ keith, slamming the door shut: ‘I HATE YOU, SHIRO. I NEVER EVEN LIKED YOU. I WISH I HAD A DIFFERENT BROTHER!!’

      - keith, 17 minutes later: ‘hey shiro, sorry i said all that stuff. i love you, you’re the coolest big brother. can we order food now’

━ he got suspended once because he accidentally caused a fire and instead of putting it out he threw everything flammable and made the fire bigger

━ keith: ‘shiro, what’s your favourite colour?’

      - shiro, happily: ‘black’

      - keith: ‘your name means white, though. you don’t make sense, shiro’

━ keith once tried to eat a lighter and when someone asks why it was because he wanted to have fire-breathing powers

━ he joined the baseball team only to have access to the bat and whenever someone annoys him he whacks them with his bat

━ he got a toy sword for his birthday present and he brings it everywhere he goes. sometimes when someone annoys him, he would poke them really hard with it

━ he saw a really cute boy in his class and gained a tiny crush. the first thing he did was challenge him to a sword duel

━ shiro: ‘hey keith, did you take the kitchen knife to show and tell at school today’

━ when keith finally had his drivers license he bought his first motorcycle with his savings and drove around until 9pm

━ his first ever friend beside shiro was matt. they met at the garrison. he and matt would do pranks on iverson and shiro everytime they hang out

━ keith: ‘so like. do you know who lance is’

      - matt: ‘lance. lance, lance, lance. oh! oh, you mean lance!’

      - keith, grinning: ‘yeah!’

      - matt: ‘no, don’t know him’

      - keith, immediately pulling out his knife: ‘please die’

━ keith: [bumps into lance] lance: ‘oops, sorry’

      - keith, internally: ‘okay, keith. this is your chance. tell him it’s okay and smile. maybe ask him to hang sometime’

      - keith, externally: ‘watch your fucking step, asshole’

━ hunk: ‘hi, i’m hunk! you probably don’t know me, but i’m a friend of lance’s? he’s still pretty upset about that one time you elbowed him and you didn’t say sorry’

      - keith: ‘i never elbowed him’

      - hunk, smiling with tears in his eyes: ‘please just date him’

━ keith: ‘can you move? you’re in my seat’

     - lance, obviously pining: ‘why don’t you move! or maybe not- we can- we can sit down together if you want. there’s like. a spot next to me so like. yeah, sit next to me’

     - keith, not moving: ‘ok we can sit together but you’re in my seat’

━ lance aced a test once and he was so happy he accidentally hugged keith and keith smiled at him, lance had a whiplash and couldn’t stop thinking about it for 5 whole days

━ he still has the taser and pepper spray and he tasered iverson once and sprayed pepper at matt a couple of times

━ matt: ‘you’re the reason i wear glasses’

     - keith: ‘now that’s just uncalled for’

━ keith, seeing pidge for the first time: ‘(internally) who the fuck is this matt cosplayer’

━ keith, unlocking his bayard: ‘damn. kinda wish it was a taser’

     - keith, seeing pidge’s bayard works like a taser: ‘(softly) the fuck is this homophobia’

━ keith, laying down on his bed while starring at the ceiling: ‘(thinks about lance) yep. i’m gay’

━ allura found him screaming and being chased by blue who was firing her weapons at him. soon she found out that keith had tried to sneak into blue’s cockpit and find out if lance had feelings for him

━ he goes out to the kitchen at 2am and coran thinks he’s some sort of creature that got into the castle by accident

     - coran then sets up a trap. the next morning, keith is hanging upside down. coran finally understood that keith was the one making noises at 2am and not a scary creature

     - keith, upside down: ‘i’ve been like this since 2am. someone please put me down’

━ keith: ‘does lance like me’

     - allura, visibly annoyed: ‘keith, you’ve been here for the 17th time now. i told you i don’t know’

     - keith, walking away: ‘ok, i’ll ask again in a few minutes’

━ accidentally blurts out ‘i love you’ to lance and then immediately runs away from him

━ lance: ‘so. wanna go out sometimes?’

     - keith: ‘we’re in space’

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     - lance: ‘nevermind’

     - keith, at 4am: ‘(bolting right up) HE WAS ASKING ME OUT ON A DATE’

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The unnecessary sibling (PART 2)

ha yolo, here whatever this is @pure-voltronsin (heh I hope I tagged it right this time). 

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The unnecessary sibling (part 1 maybe?)

@pure-voltronsin Here’s your prompt, some parts got carried away so sorry if this wasn’t what you wanted. I’ll most likely make it a second part to complete it but for now here’s this wacky adventure:

Lance could still remember the times when he’d once not been the center of attention, had siblings that always over shined him and had pride roll off his parents. His own achievements pushed to the side to make room for whatever trophy ‘Al brought home or excellent Report card of Sofia’s that would have his mediocre memories replaced.

Dinner was an upsetting occurrence too, when hearing about the days of others except him was seemingly so much more intriguing that the evening would pass with Lance struggling to butt anything in. The memories were never considerably fond, having to be reminded how his fathers eyes passed over the top of him half the time as he’d lean forward to praise the other children into taking more pride in their most current accomplishments.

“Oh ‘Al, I couldn’t be prouder, make sure you tell your mother all about it too,” he’d cheer. His smile wide as Lance fumbled with his fork, hating his own selfish notion to want to be able to make his father prideful too. The looks of his siblings faces though… as ever envious that he may be, he couldn’t bare to think of their reaction when he’d steal away the limelight.

Lost into the thoughts of when his mother and father would spend the meal listing question after question, all to pull his siblings into a conversation, a conversation that never had room for him. Forgetting to notice the frustration that swayed a younger version of him as he reached impatiently for the plates of food that were to far for his little hands to snatch.

“Mami, food please,” he’d murmur, fighting internally not to start crying when she would continue conversation and pile more food onto his older sister’s plate.

It wasn’t that his parents never loved him, they’d never purposefully ignore him because he was unloved… it was just the someone else was always loved more.

Like when Alexis came along, a little bundle of joy the family called. Lance’s own small room cramped with an old crib and bundles of other things he’d though were important enough to have his own assortment of belongings thrown to the storage shed.

Hands were balled into tight fists as he’d watch his dear mother coddle the child, shifting to balance him gently as whispers of soft compliments drifted lovingly from her lips. Words Lance scored he’d never heard ever once directed at him, and as bitter tears filled his eyes he couldn’t help but wonder why he’d always been the one skipped over. He was the youngest before Alexis, so maybe that had been why - younger and newer, not as well know, not as well loved as much as the others. But Alexis disproved this theory, months old and still more fundamental to the family, someone who wasn’t deserving at all of the warmth of his family’s affections. These affections that Lance should have stolen and kept to himself and allowed no one other than him to hear his mother’s words or bare his father’s pride.

A delirious hatred for that small puny imposter that lied in his mother is what boiled at his lungs, the impeccable drive to throw whatever closest to him at the sight.

Lance knew that it was the arrival of a new member of the family that drove him to do it, had him strive to be anything but unnoticed in the god forsaken house that endorsed the likes of his bratty little brother. The bratty little brother who’d curve the blame so sweetly that he himself seemed to believe his innocence.

But this was still the same brother as one he adored, one who intertwined his soft puffy fingers with Lance’s own and boast to his playmates of his big brother. A big brother that Alexis swore made the best jokes. So Lance made the best jokes, every clap and cheer from him made it all so much more worthwhile. His mother’s adoring grin when she spotted them once behind the couch laughing at his lists of horrible puns, her eyes wet as her camera snapped a soon to be cherished photo.

A photo that taught Lance all he needed to know. The louder the joke, the more his mother’s eyes flashed to him. The more obnoxious the flare, the more his father chuckled. And with every breath - Alexis admired him.

He was remembered at dinners, when his whole family would be curious as to what joke he’d used to captivate Alexis this time. And he felt so very very welcome, as if he wasn’t a bystander in his own home, so he’d continue doing this… even if it wasn’t what he’d truly wanted.

“Lance, shush, I’m trying to here what Shiro is saying!” Allura snapped grudgingly, massaging her head in pent up frustration as Lance raised an eyebrow at her altogether snappy attitude. It would have been last missions failure to succeed, mainly his fault for watching Pidge like a hawk instead of focusing on his own task - at his own defence in the time, that should have been way too many galra for her… he was wrong.

“Right, Princess, couldn’t help but be distracted by your-“

“She said shush Lance,” Pidge murmured, resting her elbows on the table as she twisted to look at Shiro who’d paused his conversation to look over if Lance was demonstrating an unruly behaviour as if was some sort of teacher.

His chest clenched and he couldn’t help but feel the dread inside as his mind swirled to remind him of a time all far too familiar to this one. How they were all so much more intrigued on someone else, always made sure to offer somebody but him a second serving of what they had. Was Lance truly just unbearable? To unnecessary and annoying? Maybe he should’ve been quieter, maybe it would have been better to let himself slip away. But he didn’t want to do that.

Numbly he reached for the goo, pulling back when his hands bumped in with Keith’s - who quickly snatched the plate of goo away and piled it onto his own plate.

“Hey!” Lance snapped, brows pulling when all his hands could grasp was air. “I was going to have some too.”

Keith shrugged carelessly as if he hadn’t just made a show of keeping it away from Lance. “First come, first served.”

“There’s enough for - both - of use,” Lance stressed, hands reaching towards Keith to grab it.

“Yeah, but this would be your second serving?”

“It’s yours too!” He ground out.

“Yes, but I trained today.”

“So did I!”

“You’d call that shit-storm training, well if you train like that maybe you could lay back on-“

Keith didn’t get to finish what he was saying when Shiro chose to silence him with a coldly disappointed look. “Keith.” His frustration evident in the stress of the one word.

The red paladin scoffed and pushed the plate, that held now a bare few drops, towards Lance. But he didn’t feel like eating. Flashes of the dinner table waiting for him back home flashed before his mind, and a hurt so obnoxious swelled painfully in his gut. So he did what he always did, a large toothy smile fell onto his face and he got up with a faked exuberance.

“I have a face mask awaiting me, and I mustn’t keep her waiting,” he declared, skipping away and ignoring Pidge’s unimpressed repeat of ‘her’.

He didn’t see the sudden tug of concern wash onto Hunk’s face, nor the way he started muttering passive aggressively to a scarily silent group. But he should have.

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Alright hear me out guys…. Vld lance prompt where people on earth all have an animal that they’re able to turn into and also have a half-form (so they’d have their normal human form, one that looks human but with some characteristics of their animal, and then the actual animal form).

It’s not uncommon for people to stay in their human form around those who aren’t close friends or family so it was pretty easy for Lance to hide his animal at the garrison without people being suspicious. Being shot into space by a giant mechanical blue lion, however, made it all the more difficult to hide something as important as his animal from the others. The problem now is that he’s trapped in space living with only 6 other people who are supposed to be your team, people who you should trust. Close friends that you’d show your animal to,, the others already have and soon they’re going to question why he hasn’t shown them too. But how could he? His whole life he’s been hiding away, been told stories about how people with unique or undiscovered forms are taken away from the government and never seen again; how even someone you thought you could trust could call the government on you out of what, fear? How is he supposed to tell his team, who are practically under the Garrison, that his form is an dangerous creature who is supposed to be extinct, that his form is a dinosaur.

My main thought is for lance to be kinda similar to the Indoraptor (yes I know it’s fake lmao) but much bigger. The idea would be that his dinosaur is a carnivore with a lot of aspects similar to the Indoraptor from Jurassic World including an extremely high jump and fast running speed.

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oh god it's that time of the year again, so here are some quick reminders:

The content allowed on AO3 is legal according to American law. This is a sensible place to draw the line when your explicitly stated aim is to have a fanfiction site where the content is not subjected to random purges for obscure reasons

AO3 is run by a non-profit organisation. Nobody is making any money out of this, and when the donation drive goal is exceeded, excess money will go to running the site in the future and fighting potential legal battles for the right to create fanworks

It's possible to donate to AO3 and various charities etc, stop acting as though every cent donated to AO3 is a cent taken from "people who need it more"

"Fiction affects reality" yes but the fiction that actually has a societal impact is the latest heteronormative, subtly racist, mass marketed drivel from Disney, not that one properly tagged incest PWP fic with 150 hits and 40 kudos on AO3

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BMF Part 5-2!

more explanations but they also get some moments.. B)

first | < part 5-1 | to be continued!

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I’m sorry but it’s really annoying to see this keep happening on my dash. For those who don’t know,Pixiv is considering shutting down access to western users.

Why?

Because of edits and reposts onto social media sights, such as Tumblr, Facebook, even Twitter. The problem has been here for the past months and I really just get sad seeing everyone reblog edits and reposts of art that’sUNSOURCED.

I’m sorry if I seem bitchy, but this is a critical issue, because not only would this cut off fandom posters, it cuts off any person in the US from accessing Pixiv.

Pixiv artists are already deleting their works and accounts, more and more artists are deleting everything because of this. I have alreadymade a post about this on my main,  and so havetwo ofmy friends. You may say we’re throwing a big deal about this, but the thing is- we’re just trying to make sure that us fans and future fans have the art resources.

Things to know:

ZEROCHAN AND WEHEARTIT ARE NOT SOURCES.

I REPEAT. ZEROCHAN AND WEHEARTIT ARE NOT SOURCES.

If you really absolutely don’t know, try the Google Images source thing.

Or better yet-saucenao is a better one, as if it’s a pixiv work, it shows you the original pixiv link, if it’s deleted or not, and the artist.

If you don’t know the source, DO THOSE STEPS ABOVE, and if they don’t work, state you don’t know it and ask around.

Oh, and biggest thing for the Vocaloid fandom mainly, along with other fandoms:

this is a list of pixiv artists who do not want their art reposted or edited at all.

If you ABSOLUTELY HAVE TO REPOST THEIR WORK, ASK THEM FIRST! It won’t hurt you to be polite, and even if they don’t understand english they probably will understand what you’re saying.

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I like the idea of Lance looking after Keith when he gets a little reckless 8′)