#(it was my regular shower day and then i got my hair cut/coloured. looks real good btw! very happy w/ it)

[welcometogrouchland]

animatic is killing me stabbing me a thousand times and I love it

[localswordlesbian]

rose-coloured boy

The Lonely left it's mark on Martin, with his formerly dark brown hair going a stark white the moment the fog touched him. Whenever he sees his reflection in the mirror, he sees the man who became the victim of a fear that nearly swallowed him whole. So he decides that a bottle of pink hair dye is the way to go.

(or: a bunch of friends were sending art of pink haired martin on discord and I was inspired, thank you to @bagginshield and @m-e-w-666 for encouraging me to write this <3)

read it on ao3 or below the cut

Martin was beginning to wonder whether he’d fucked up.

He watched as the water vanished down the drain before his eyes, tinged ever so slightly pink as it ran freely from his head and into the sink. Hunched over the cold ceramic, Martin listened to the music he’d set to play from the speakers to occupy his mind while he waited for the water to run clear, a process which was taking an almost infuriatingly long time. Despite the music, his mind was spinning – he couldn’t remember what, exactly, had spurred him to dye his hair. His walk to the convenience store down the road had almost disappeared from his memory, as though he’d done it in a daze, and he hadn’t hesitated before pulling the plastic gloves onto his hands and squeezing the light pink goop from the bottle onto his head.

Half an hour of sitting on the cold bathroom floor, paired with being hunched over the sink which was too short for someone of Martin’s height, was beginning to cause his muscles to tighten and his bones to ache. Eventually, the water spilling over his head finally ran clear and Martin straightened, his spine popping as his unruly curls flung water all over the bathroom. Sighing as he grabbed a towel and began to dry off his hair, Martin stretched. He kept his eyes away from the mirror – he knew this had been his decision, but a deep-seated fear squirmed through his gut at the thought of seeing his own reflection; what if he hated it? What if he regretted it immediately and had no way of getting the dye out?

He shook his head. Spiralling into a panic over nothing wasn’t going to help, he tried to tell himself. Towel still wrapped around his hair, he left the bathroom and stepped onto the cold tile of his kitchen.

Tea would calm him down, he reasoned. Tea usually calmed him down. Martin got the kettle, two teabags, and two mugs, and got to work – it was a calming process, and that combined with the music still spilling from the living room was enough to distract him from his panic about his hair.

As he was seeping the tea in the boiling water, he heard the distinct sound of the front door unlocking and someone coming inside. A smile pulled at Martin’s cheeks as he saw a familiar figure enter the kitchen.

“Welcome back,”

Jon smiled at him, his tired expression lifted as his eyes met Martin’s. “Thank you. Perfect timing,” he noted, gesturing to the tea.

Martin laughed, and the sound seemed to make Jon smile wider. “Yeah, it is.”

The two stood in amicable silence while Martin finished making and pouring the tea, handing Jon his mug. His scarred hand wrapped around Martin’s as he accepted the tea, giving his boyfriend’s hand a squeeze. They stood in the kitchen as they sipped their drinks, music continuing to pour in a continuous stream of company as they enjoyed each others’.

“Is that a new fashion accessory or something?”

Martin looked up suddenly. “What?”

Jon gestured to his head. “The towel. I wouldn’t normally point it out, but you never wear a towel on your head when you shower, so…”

Martin smiled softly – the fact that Jon knew that about him was still a little pleasant surprise sometimes. “Oh, uh. Yeah. Well..” Jon tilted his head sideways, waiting for Martin to continue. Sighing, Martin grabbed the towel with one hand and yanked it off his head. “It was sort of an… impulsive decision,” he explained.

Jon seemed to study him for a moment before setting his mug down and walking over to stand in front of Martin. Reaching up, he hesitated before making content, and at Martin’s nod he took a strand between his fingers. Martin could see that the colour was very pale, an almost pastel pink, just dark enough to be noticeable but not so much so that it would call attention. Jon gave a soft smile. “I think it looks lovely,” he murmured. “Why the sudden impulse, though?”

Martin finally let himself consider that question, the question he hadn’t let himself think about since he made the decision to venture out to the store to buy the dye in the first place. He thought about all he and Jon had been through the past few years, the horrendous traumas they’d both faced – the degradation of both of their psyches at the hands of their power hungry immortal boss. Jon’s scars were a constant reminder of the avatars who had wanted them dead simply for being in the wrong place at the wrong time, and after the Lonely–

“I suppose I didn’t want to be reminded of it anymore.” Jon tipped his head sideways, urging Martin to continue. “Every time I looked in the mirror, I could see it – the fog, the blurry horizon hardly even there, the vague silhouettes of people who were just as alone as I was. And it’s not like I could justify it with “going grey young;” it was white, Jon. There was no– no compartmentalizing it anymore. And I just couldn’t bear it.”

A beat passed, then Jon reached up and brushed the pad of his thumb across Martin’s cheek – Martin hadn’t even realized he’d been crying. He wordlessly took Martin’s hands and led him over to the couch – Martin sank gratefully into the cushions, suddenly exhausted. He felt weary down to his bones, as though a film of grey had settled over his vision and made his brain all fuzzy and spaced out. Jon said nothing, simply held Martin’s hands in his, running his thumb over the knuckles in a soothing back and forth motion.

“I don’t know how long I’ll have to wait until I– until I forget,” he confessed in a broken whisper.

Jon let out a dry, humourless laugh. “Love, I don’t think either of us will ever forget what we went through.” He squeezed Martin’s hands. “Though, that’s not to say we’ll never move past it.”

Martin nodded. “I feel like I’m giving in.”

“To what?”

“I don’t know, the fear? Peter Lukas and the Lonely? Heroes are always supposed to rock their scars, hell even you live with constant reminders of what you went through painted on your body, but I can’t even look at myself without feeling… cold. Cold and lonely and abandoned.”

Jon lifted one of Martin’s hands to his lips, pressing a kiss to the knuckles. “I’m sorry.”

Martin shook his head. “Jon. It’s not your fault. None of it was, or is.”

Jon nodded. “I know, I–” he broke off, squeezing Martin’s hands again. “I can’t promise that it will get better. The nightmares, the memories, the… the habits. But I can promise I’ll never abandon you ever again. I never want you to feel like you’re alone, not as long as I’m with you.”

“You didn’t abandon me the first time. I chose to work for Lukas, I chose to sacrifice myself. That wasn’t your fault.”

“You’re deflecting.”

“So are you!”

Jon laughed. “I suppose you’re right. My point is, I don’t want you to feel like you’re alone. I’ll always be by your side, no matter what. No matter the colour of your hair,” he added fondly, lifting one hand to thread it through Martin’s curls. Martin leaned into the touch, taking comfort in the simplicity of this moment – sat on the couch, with tea that had gone cold, two broken people desperately trying to figure out how to simply be in a world that had taken so much from them.

Jon leaned closer, tilting his head in a silent invitation, one which Martin accepted by pressing their lips together – it was a soft kiss, a gentle one, a reminder that not all was lost, that despite it all they still had each other. Jon’s hand threaded through Martin’s hair, and Martin savoured every sensation as he cupped Jon’s cheek and felt the stubble scrape his palm. This was what had been missing in the Lonely – the feeling of touch, of direct contact with another person without feeling as though there was a layer of something between him and anyone or anything around him. But here, in this tiny flat, he was present in this very moment, present for the feeling of his boyfriend’s lips moving against his, a reminder that right now he wasn’t alone. No matter the colour of his hair or the nights where he’d wake up in a cold sweat after a dream where he’d been drowning in fog, his lungs full of cold, wet smoke and his eyes unseeing, Jon would be there.

Jon hummed against his lips, and Martin pulled away. “What?”

His boyfriend has a small smile on his face. “I just realized something,” he said. “You’re a real rose-coloured boy.”

Martin barked a laugh. “Really? That’s your great realization?”

Jon pouted. “I thought it was cute.”

Martin chuckled, brushing his lips over Jon’s again and pulling away before he could press closer. Jon let out a petulant growl, and Martin grinned. “You’re cute.”

“Am not!”

“Yes you are, don’t deny it.”

“If I agree, can I kiss you again?” Martin nodded. “Fine, then I’m adorable.”

Still grinning, Martin brought his lips to Jon’s again, and they stayed on that couch for a good long while.

After this, they’d go about their regular days. Martin still didn’t know whether he’d be able to bear his own reflection, now that his hair was no longer the stark white it had turned after the Lonely. He knew that this wouldn’t keep the nightmares at bay, the terrifying dreams of losing Jon to a fog so thick he could hardly move through it, of losing himself piece by piece as everyone walked by, of being forgotten and discarded as though he’d never mattered. He knew this wouldn’t solve anything long term.

Maybe that was okay. Maybe this was the first step.

That night, Martin looked up from the sink and beheld the pink curls on top of his head for the first time. He held his reflection’s stare, as if challenging it to go after him. The memories weren’t gone, but the telltale twist of a corkscrew of panic driving its way into his chest was, for once, absent. He simply felt… normal.

What normal was, Martin could only hope it wouldn’t remain that way forever. Jon was right – he’d never forget, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t heal, piece by piece, bit by bit, never alone again.

Perhaps that was enough.

[artsninspo]

24hrs PART II

MASTERLIST 

PT. ONE

Authour’s Note:

You’ve been wanting and i’ve been sitting on different variations of this add. So I’m pulling the trigger and here it is. Maybe one or three more adds - we’ll see which direction I want to take it. 

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There was something soothing about spending time to create meals that served people. It was a career that allowed him to be near people and serve them in a non threatening way. One conducive to his mental health and emotional stability. He had his regulars, some occasional a and the few women that always came around near the end of his day to see if they could get some of his time. It would be twenty-four months to the day removed from being in a psych ward - in a few hours. The series of events that lead to your release out of your control and the ordinary. To outrageous to share. It was one of the few things Nebraska still took with him. She was in his dreams, sometimes he thought he’d see her around, and he had waited for a year until he’d given up hope that she’d ever show up. His days were regimented. It’s what his therapist and him had settled on. Almost twenty four months to the day since he’d been released from the psych ward and he’d had no incidents. Accepting her absence and letting her go was what allowed him to excel in his new life.

He smiles looking out into the diner from the kitchen to see everyone enjoying his food and talking with each other. Every Sunday night like clockwork him and some colleagues would head down to a shelter in the area and invite the homeless to come eat. His restaurant could fit thirty at a time and they’d trickle in throughout the day.

The doorbell rings and another older woman hobbles in with a cane.

Seeing his staff occupied he heads over to the woman sitting her in the back and assisting her in the secluded booth. She looks around before settling and looking up at him with cloudy eyes.

“Got anything fresh?” She smiles.

“What are you looking for?”

“Blueberry pancakes and some tea?” She asks.

“You sure? We make them extra sweet”

“Boy, I’m old but I ain’t cold yet, everyone likes sugar!” She choses making him smile as she sits comfortably in the booth. 

A woman walks in looking like she’s lost. Her figure is amazing and she’s overdressed for a place like this. One of his employees rushes over to take her order.

He heads to the back after smiling at the remaining customers and flipping the sign to say closed and making the back exit available for them to leave as they finish.

Two year anniversary and a full moon, he thinks mixing up some batter expertly before pouring it on a hot griddle.

His thoughts drift again. Two years since he had sex with his alleged integration officer on his real integration officers penthouse. He’s spent some time looking into her. Used some resources too, all he could find was a person named Amber with your face and redacted crimes. Perhaps they’d been related for her own good like his were upon his completion of therapy and stint in the psych ward.

“Your pancakes” he smiles placing them on the table.

“Come on, sir and keep me company” she says with a warm voice and he does always respectful of his elders.

“Are you from around here?”

“No, baby, sent here for a bit to look for someone. Its a long story.” She looks outside smiling curtly. “What about you”

“Born and raised” he returns a smile.

“Baby, you’ve got eyes of the world, and you don’t talk like a small-towner either” she corrects.

“I was in the military” he says and her smile fades. She looks down into her plate cutting the pancakes into triangles before eating them two at a time.

“Are they okay?” Nebraska asks

“Baby, breakfast isn’t your thing but I don’t suppose it matters when the chef is eye candy, barbie overthrew keeps staring over here” the woman says amusing Nebraska as she eats.

“Are you the breakfast expert?”

“I don’t cook sweetie”

“Come on” Tre smiles always the charmer.

“Nope, not a thing.”

“CLOSING IN TEN!” One of the managers shouts before heading into the back. Nebraska excuses himself to give everyone their pay checks for the week and ensure everything is clean and in its correct place.

Nebraska’s routine is simple once the diner is clear and everything is locked up. Head to his car and head home after picking up a fresh bag of popcorn from the theatre and heading home. He’d put on a record while he showered to get off all the food smells and then he’d watch a movie until he fell asleep.

Opening his front door he puts the popcorn down heading into the shower. His scar had healed substantially now and was barely visible. He tried his best to be an upstanding citizen and atone for his sins while in the military in more progressive ways now.

Out of the shower and in clothes he hears his front door close.

“Ma?” He calls hanging his towel and striding to the living room. His mother was the only person with a key. His brows bunch when he sees the old woman from the diner.

“You know Nebraska, your instincts are pretty shit” her voice is different - his jaw drops the moment it registers. She doesn’t say anything else taking something from her purse and heading to the sink. She peels pieces of her elderly mask off her face and hands before pulling off they greyed wig and letting her black hair fall form under the cab. “So you’re just going to stare?” She asks putting her hair up and washing her face.

A million questions race through his head.

“Theres a lot to say” he swallows in an unforgiving tone that makes her smile.

“I got you out of there, whats the hostility for?”

“Integration officer?”

“I wouldn’t risk my job for a fuck, isn’t fraternizing with patients against their constitution?” You sign looking at him.

“Why are you here?” He asks still standing his ground.

“Ouch” you mutter running your hand over your shoulder. “I just came for movie night, I’m in town for the next few weeks” Elle shrugs. “You were a leader of men Nebraska, now you’re a house cat” you comment looking him over. He says nothing so you put your things away grabbing your bag and heading to the door. He stops you holding your arm to keep you back. The anger in his eyes is evident and so is the conflict. You shift so your back is against the door and tilt your head up at him.

“I have an extra room, you can stay, we can watch something” he reasons letting you go and heading to his couch. You change  out of your disguise and head onto the couch giving him some space.

“Why are you in town?”

“For work” you explain smiling when he looks annoyed by her response.  “For you” you wink teasing playfully.

“Save it” he snaps being short and flicking through his television programming to find a movie. It happens fast she grabs his car keys running out of the front door like bolt. His reaction is moments too late leaving her satin house robes flying in the wind as she runs out in slippers and her nightclothes.

“Hey” he shouts as you get into the car locking the doors before being caught. Your laughter is infectious as you grips the steering wheel. Heart-racing, blood rushing, his eyes are a mixture of pure concern and curiosity.

“Come on Braska, I didn’t come act like I’m old married and miserable” she shouts loud enough for him to hear through the class. “Go lock your front door and come for the ride”

“You’re in nightclothes” he reminds.

“Its night hours” 

He contemplates his options heading back into his home and coming out five minutes later. Always the gentlemen. He has a black dress and a pair of sandals in hand for you to change into.

“Don’t worry, I know you’re still mad at me” your eyes are sincere but he smiles shaking his head. Changing out of your night gown and into the cotton dress takes no time.

“How long are you in town?” He asks.

“Keep your heart out of it” you caution taking note of his eyes. “ Same as last time, thats all it takes for me to get things done usually”

“So what do you do? That job you wouldn’t risk for me” 

“If I told you I’d have to kill you; I’m sure you can piece it together” Tre nods swallowing. A spy, an agent - it was one of the possibilities he’d mulled over through the months.

“Lonely” 

“Not usually, its hard to find people I can half stand being around”

“Lucky me” Tre scoffs looking out of his window. He watched you enter the wrong side of town not friendly to people of colour.

“How long have you been here, you’re not using a GPS and you knew my schedule”

There was a method to your madness and there always had been. Play could only happen when work was arranged and ready to go.

“You know I heard some things about Nebraska Williams; I’m starting to think you’re not him”

“Sorry to disappoint” Braska butters not game to play.

“Fearless, no man left behind, take care of your team, bend the rules of bureaucracy to save lives kind of guy. Always down for a good time cause life’s too short” you list looking him over.

“Still don’t know why you’re here”

“I need a favour and you’ve been good at keeping secrets” you admit stopping at the private airport. A great abuse of resources, selfish, a detriment to the environment but it had to be done.

“I’m not getting on a plane with you until I have all the facts”

“Can I tell you after we join the mile high club?” You ask with a mischievous smile you already know he can’t resist.

“To sweeten me up”

“Oh come on, I’m not that good. You did all the work last time” you indulge his flattery heading up the steps of the plane and Tre follows. It’s impossible not to know that everyone is a suit.

“If I need anything I’ll ask otherwise I want no disturbance or turbulence. I want an 8am arrival, tell air traffic control what you must understood?” You instruct as Tre watches your persona change to all business in a moment.

“Is the favour personal or professional?” He asks once their in the air.

“Personal” you smile pecking his lips lovingly. You look him over admiring his features - it would be hard to pull off with anyone else. He deepens the kisses taking your chin an intimate way to say he’s missed you.

“Tell me now” his tone is assertive - he won’t be taken for a ride again.

“My aunt, we grey up like cousins or sisters - can’t stand her and she’s getting married. I’ve never brought anyone home before, it’s a big deal at family functions. She gave a a plus one and made a comment I didn’t like” you explain aloud realizing it may sound absolutely nuts but theres no nuclear option - she’s family.

“You belong in the mental hospital” Nebraska laughs shaking his head - his smile is perfect.

“Don’t make fun” you pout.

“Ill do it, but you have to come see me again after this - 24 hours just us” he clarifies and fair is fair so you nod in agreement. He gets up taking you to the room with a bed on the aircraft.

His eyes tell you its going to be a great few hours.

A/N: Thanks for reading and hope you enjoyed! Leave a comment  and lets chit-chat.

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[sasuhinasno1fan]

Your wish is my command-Klance Month Week 3

So I was supposed to upload a fic yesterday for the end of week 2 but because my first fic couldn’t be reblogged (I didn’t realize that Shallura, even when they broke up before the story started, was considered controversial, but those are the rules so that was my fault) I decided to not force myself to write a story that wasn’t working. It just required a lot of back story that maybe if it had been in the first one, wouldn’t of been so hard to write. Anyway, this story is inspired by my klance BB from like 2018, which still isn’t technically finished so there are a few spoilers, but the main things: Lance had cancer and had a year left to live. The reason he could see his Shinigami Hunk and Pidge is reveled in this but how they find out will be told in the final chapter that will hopefully be released before the end of the year. Hunk gave Lance a bit of blood to help turn him into a healthy, slightly older Altean, posing under the name Isamu, Prince of Altea. Keith is also a singer, who went under the name Red (orginal) but later switches labels, also to be revealed in the story. Hunk and Pidge are given a chance to become humans again after Lance is saved by a surgery that removes the chance and doesn’t damage his vocal cords. Again, all to be revealed in the last chapter. It’s called Forgotten Prince’s Song by sasuhina_gal on AO3 if you want to check it out. Anyway, this is from after all that, enjoy! Also, if anyone cares, Keith’s song is TAEMIN’s ECLIPSE from his last Japanese CD release. I’ve got a TAEMIN  problem. Meteor Shower/Promise

Keith watched his reflection as he went through his choreography. He was so focused on watching his moves, he didn’t see the door to the dance studio open, but he did hear the person calling his name.

“Keith! Keith, Keith, Keith!”

he turned in time to catch a hyperactive 21 year old jumping on him. Bright blue eyes and dyed white hair, similar to the kind he’d fallen for, but it wasn’t the looks that made Keith fall for Lance. It was that bright smile and his sunny personality. Even when Lance had to hide behind the mask of popular singer, Lance was still himself and that’s what Keith had fallen for.

Their story was an odd one, odd even for someone who was half Galra and happened to become a member of the universe biggest security group, while also being a J-pop star. Lance had grown up with sarcoma, a tumour that sat right on his vocal cords. Years before they met, a person Lance cared for a lot had died in a plane crash, but instead of moving on, he attached himself to Lance. That caused Lance to see the Shinigami that suddenly appeared in front of him one day. He asked them to help him achieve his one dream before they took his soul, to become a singer. That started his whole adventure of becoming Isamu, Prince of Altea; Altea Records’ most popular singer. Keith first meet Lance as Isamu, back when Lance had the Shinigami making him into an older Altean. he’d met Lance without the mask later and even though Keith spent most of his time around Isamu, other than his name and age, Lance never lied to Keith – other than the whole Shinigami thing, but he found that stuff out later. Of course those same Shinigami had become Lance’s closest friends and wouldn’t allow Lance to pass on, not when they wanted him to live for so much more. A surgery that could remove the cancer and save his vocal cords was found, Keith found out the truth and realised that even as the real Lance, his feelings were the same and in a turn of event, the Shinigami were given another chance at life.

Now 2 years later, healthy and able to sing without having to hide behind a persona, he and Lance were still together. Keith was sure that after all the things they’d been through together, their relationship was strong. He was yet to be proven wrong, and would not like to be.

“Yes Lance? How can I help you?” Keith asked, running a hand through Lance’s hair. It was wind swept, no doubt from his running. He could see the brown roots starting to show. While he first meet Lance while he had white hair, he liked Lance’s natural colour better.

“There’s gonna be a meteor shower this weekend!” Lance shouted.

“Indoor voices Lance.”

Now that he had the ability to be as loud as he wanted without coughing up a storm or feeling pain, Lance was constantly as loud as possible.

“Sorry, but meteor shower! We have to go. I rarely got the chance to go outside because of how sick I was all the time. And we won’t have to bother my grandmother since I moved back into my apartment.”

It killed Keith to destroy the utter excitement Lance had. “Um, Lance. We do have a performance this weekend at Music Core?”

Lance’s face dropped as he remembered. “Oh. I forgot. I don’t know how. I’m doing my new single then.”

“And it goes pretty late depending on the order.”

Lance sunk down more. “Right. Aww, I really wanted to go see this. It would have been perfect. I mean, we haven’t done a space wide tour yet and we talked about performing under the stars. Just sitting there watching all those shooting stars go by, it would have been so perfect.”

Keith pulled Lance closer, knocking his forehead against Lance’s gently, being sneakily happy just how much taller he was than Lance. It still gave him great glee, especially since Lance always got annoyed by it.

“I’m sorry. I know with our schedules, dates haven’t exactly been easy. But at least our schedules line up.”

“I guess.” Lance said still pouting.

“Hey, I bet you can’t do my choreo.”

That got Lance’s attention. “I so can. And I can do it better.”

“Really? Prove it.”

Keith let himself be playfully shoved away, letting Lance have full range of the floor as he restarted the music, grabbing his phone. He joined Lance in doing the choreo, ignoring how Lance overexaggerated some of the moves where Keith would be singing. Instead his focus was on his phone, texting Lance’s manager and practical sister Allura. he’d gladly admit it, he didn’t like seeing Lance sad and he’d do whatever possible to keep a smile on his face.

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“My god I can’t believe we ever worried you wouldn’t like him as Lance. doesn’t matter if he’s Isamu or Lance, you fold like wet paper for him.” Pidge teased as the stylist fixed Keith’s clothes.

Ok so maybe he bugged Allura to see if she could convince the people in charge of the order to put Lance and Keith first, even though they had to technically stay to the end. And maybe he also bugged Thace to borrow the car for them to come in so he could take Lance to see the meteor shower. If they could finish in time. Things might be live but there were only so many things they could actually control.

Keith looked over at the former Shinigami. “Don’t you have a brother to go bother?”

“And not bother you? But it’s so fun?”

“Where’s Hunk when you need him?” Keith asked himself, wondering where the much older singer was. Probably shadowing Allura. He was learning to become a manager, though he’d love to see which person would be able to understand their odd family.

“Keith, 2 minutes.” a stage hand called.

Keith glanced over at the TV that showed the stage. Lance and his female backup dancers were reaching the climax of Lance’s song. Just had to get through a song.

“I take it you’d like me to inform Lance to change back into his regular clothes when he gets back into his dressing room.”

Pidge might love teasing Keith and Lance about their relationship, but she had put in a lot of work into trying to get them together.

“If you could.”

with a nod from the stylist, Keith headed out the door and got his mic put on before he passed Lance and Allura.

“Meet me in my room after.” Keith called as he took the stage.

“And now taking the stage. His popularity has yet to waver even after switching labels. Though with a boyfriend like Lance, who could blame him for switching. Please welcome Keith, with his song ECLIPSE.

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“Keith, where are we going? We go back out on stage after the show is over to say goodbye to everyone.” Lance asked, letting his boyfriend pull him out the backdoor. After he performed on stage, Pidge shoved the clothes he came in at him and told him to change. Then she slapped a hat on him and gave him a face mask and shoved him in Keith’s dressing room.

“Stay here till lover boy comes to get you.” she ordered before going to find Matt.

Lance had learned that Pidge’s plans usually didn’t end up like she’d planned but he decided to humour her. She was telling him to wait for Keith, what was the worse that could happen?

Of course, now they were heading for the car they came in, dressed in non-descriptive clothes in hopes to not be noticed by the paparazzi or fans outside the broadcasting station. What had Pidge gotten him into?

“Whoa, there’s question I’m still asking today.” Lance muttered, climbing into the car.

“You’ll see, don’t worry.”

“Still can’t help but be worried.” Lance said, pulling his hat down as the pulled out of their spot and towards the exit. Doing this 3 years and he still couldn’t get used to the amount of fans and such who stood outside the broadcasting station just to get a glimpse of their favourite star. Even if he had been a healthy kid, Lance still couldn’t imagine doing this for hours.

Luck was on their side and they weren’t too noticed when they left. He wouldn’t be surprised though if they still got found out though.

“Are you really not going to tell me where we’re going?” Lance asked, as they started heading on the main roads, away from the city.

“You’ll see. Of course, I just hope we can get their quick. we’re cutting it a bit close.”

Lance for the life of him couldn’t figure out where Keith was taking him. They reached the famed park owned by the Altean Embassy, a place Lance knew well. Covered in juniberry flowers, Lance took pictures here for his Eternal Snow CD cover. But why would Keith bring him here?

Keith opened the sun roof and leaned their chairs back.

“Keith...” Lance started.

“Shh. Look up.”

Lance did and stared at the sky. Nothing was happening and Lance opened his mouth to ask something when he saw it. The streak across the sky and the ones that followed. He felt his eyes widen as he watched the shooting stars dart across the sky.

“Like it?” Keith asked, sounding teasing.

Lance shoved at Keith, who moved away and grabbed Lance’s hand to stop him from hitting him more. Lance laced their fingers together and pulled Keith’s hand closer.

“Yeah you asshole, I like it. Honestly though, I’m glad that we got to do this. The closest thing was sitting in the sun room with Akira to look at the stars.”

“He never took you watch one of these?” Keith asked.

Lance shook his head. “Both him and Rachel were too worried about me getting sick. I always wanted to make a wish on a shooting star.”

“What would you wish for?”

Lance shook his head, squeezing Keith’s hand. “Before it would have been to sing or to find Akira. But I don’t need to make a wish any more. I can sing, I’m healthy, I have all my friends and family. I know Akira cared for me. And I have you, the one thing I needed in the end. What else could I need? Well, other than the ability to write a new song. I swear Kolivan keeps poking me cause I wrote a hit single in 3 days. One time thing, I swear.”

Keith laughed, squeezing Lance’s hand in response. “Only thing I’ll wish for is for us to be happy.”

“Wish come true. With you, I already am.”

[sapphoesie]

11 Questions Tag - Part III

Thanks to the lovely @starzablaze @captain-timetraveldreamer @readinglikewildfire  for tagging me!

1. Favorite smell? Cinnamon 2. Music preferences, and recs, if any. I have really eclectic music tastes and like a tonne of stuff. 3. If you were a famous personality, what would your most celebrated quote be? I don’t tend to remember the memorable stuff I say 😂 4. Favorite weather and favorite season. 15-20 degrees Celsius and Spring 5. Favorite beverage? Tea! (yorkshire tea) 6. Name 5 of your hobbies. Traveling, writing, bullet journaling and regular journaling, people-watching and reading of course. 7. What do you do when you’re sad or royally pissed? I answered this question for sad in Part II so I’ll just say what I do when I’m pissed. I don’t get angry that easily but when I do I need to vent because I’m hate confrontations and I’d always rather calm myself down then start fights. 8. Ideal s/o Intelligent, kind, caring, honest, funny and thoughtful. 9. Moon or stars? Why? Stars because you can almost always seen the moon but the seeing the stars is more special. Also, there’s a meteor shower (The Perseids) every year for a few days around the time of my birthday so every single year since I was little I’ve sat and watched the shooting stars on my birthday with my friends or parents and made a bunch of additional birthday wishes so I’ve always loved the stars. 10. When did you join Tumblr and why? Ages ago! Probably 5-6 years ago I don’t even remember. I had an aesthetic blog first and then got into fandom and just tried out loads of things. I started posting on this blog in March of this year though because I had the biggest book hangover after reading ACOMAF and knew I had to delve into the depths of Tumblr for fanart and fic because I was already trash  11. Eye and hair color + nature? Eye colour - hazel; Hair colour - silvery white (but my natural hair colour is light brown)

1. Dusk or Dawn and why? Dusk! Dawn kinda creeps up on you really slowly but the sun puts on a real show at twilight and it’s pretty hard to ignore. I sit in silence and watch at least 2 minutes of the sunset almost every single day. 2. Are you a tea or coffee kind of person? Tea 3. A story of a mischief done by you in your childhood. I skipped school when I was 9, before I even knew what skipping school was. I hated English class so I convinced a bunch of my friends not to go to our English class which was our last one for the day. We told the rest of our classmates that they were giving out free toys in the school shop so we could leave without being seen and for some reason they believed us and went except for this one girl who stayed behind, saw us leave and told on us afterwards. When the parent teacher conference happened, the parents of all the other kids who had cut class knew about it but my mum was the only one who had no idea because I never told her. Needless to say she was angry 😂 4. If you were given a wish what would you wish for? To adapt to life in Australia quickly and easily and to have fun on my year abroad before I go back home. 5. What do you wish to change about yourself and the world? I wish to be less harsh and critical and demanding of myself and I wish the world was more kind and empathetic.  6. Outdoor attire preferences?(fancy) As in formal wear? Chiffon, satin or silk are my go to fabrics because they kind of flow really nicely over every curve. I like pretty classic cuts, tight at the waist, flowing down and with more of a plunging neckline.  7. Which book character do you want to be your other half and why? I think either Dorian Havilliard, Cassian or Julian Blackthorn. They are all kind, compassionate, intelligent and loyal. 8. What would you do if you were given a million dollars? I’ve answered this in part I so I’ll just skip it now 9. Favourite colour and eye colour I don’t really have a favourite colour but I’ll say blue and favourite eye colour is blue too. 10. If you had to choose between your family and boyfriend, who would you choose? Family. 11. Favourite TV show and rec Friends, Parks and Rec, the Office, Game of Thrones.

1. Do you have any piercings or tattoos, what are they? I don’t have any tattoos but I have 5 piercings: four lobe piercings, two in each ear and a helix piercing. 2. Who is your style icon? Alexa Chung. Emily Ratajkowski. Jane Birkin. Vanessa Hudgens. Orion Carloto. Kate La Vie. (do yourself a favour and look these last two up on insta because they are so fab!) 3. Are you a night shower or a morning shower person? Night shower. 4. What do you study at school if you are at school? If you’re not at school what do you do instead? I’m at university and I study (broadcast) journalism. 5. Do you speak multiple languages? What are they? I’m fluent in English and Romanian, intermediate in French, can understand a lot of Italian and know a bunch of random words and phrases in so many other languages like Spanish, German or Japanese because I love linguistics so much! 6. What do you like most about where you live? I normally live in the UK but I’ve just moved 2 days ago and I didn’t time to see much of the new country where I live now so I’m going to say what I like best about the UK which is the weather. I bitch and moan about it all the time but as someone who’s lived in places where it gets really hot or really cold, the English weather is pretty decent most of the time. 7. Favorite piece of jewellery, why? My pandora bracelet. I’ve had it for 4 years now and worn it every single day. Every charm has been a gift and it has a special meaning to me. 8.  Whats one random fact about yourself? I get pins and needles in my limbs extremely easily. 9. TOG or ACOTAR? UGH! How can I choose?! ACOTAR just because I’ve read ACOWAR last and it’s more recent and fresh in my mind. 10. Do you like fantasy books with a lot of romance or does it not really matter to you? I love romance so I prefer if the book has loads of romance in it but I don’t read books with a romance element exclusively. 11. Favorite color! I don’t really have one but blue I guess.

I tag: @wpbianca99 @cass-ian @cassianandfenrysaremyboyos @highfaenesta @highlady-casandra @ultimaterowan @ships-and-saints @azrielsiphons

1. If you could only do three of these for the rest of your life which would you choose: reading, writing, dancing, singing, watching TV/films, playing sports, travelling. 2. What’s your most prized possession? 3. What’s one thing everyone should have? 4. How do you unwind after a long day? 5. What are 3 pet peeves of yours? 6. If you don’t like a book do you stop reading it or do you persist in the hopes that it will get better? 7. What’s the most beautiful place you’ve seen? 8. What’s a name you really like that you’d use for a character or future child? 9. What’s one thing you wish you had the courage to do? 10. What’s the nicest compliment you’ve ever received? 11. Have you ever done a random act of kindness or had a stranger do one for you?

[wannabe-owl-queen]

1 bis 100 bitte 🙃🙃

(Nur weil du s bist, hoe ❤ aka ich hab keine Hobbys)1. Spotify, SoundCloud, or Pandora? - Spotify 2. is your room messy or clean? - atm clean3. what color are your eyes? - Brown 4. do you like your name? why? - no cuz it sounds horrible 5. what is your relationship status? - single Pringle 6. describe your personality in 3 words or less - mood swings 7. what color hair do you have? - red rn8. what kind of car do you drive? color? - I've no car ;-;9. where do you shop? - in shops 10. how would you describe your style? - comfortable, maybe kinda boyish (depends) 11. favorite social media account - idk12. what size bed do you have? - a big one 😏😂13. any siblings? - 314. If you can live anywhere in the world where would it be? why? - Norway cuz it's beautiful15. favorite snapchat filter? - Hoe-filter aka the doggo 16. favorite makeup brand(s) - no one in particular 17. how many times a week do you shower? - depends18. favorite tv show? - South Park 19. shoe size? - 40 20. how tall are you? - 1,73m21. sandals or sneakers? - sneakers!!!!22. do you go to the gym? - No23. describe your dream date - at home and watching TV or something or going to the amusement park ✨24. how much money do you have in your wallet at the moment? - 1€ 😂25. what color socks are you wearing? - dark blue 26. how many pillows do you sleep with? - 1227. do you have a job? what do you do? - not really 28. how many friends do you have? - a lot29. whats the worst thing you have ever done? - ignored my father's texts and did not visit him for over a year 30. whats your favorite candle scent? - vanilla? Idk31. 3 favorite boy names - Emil, 32. 3 favorite girl names - Alice, 33. favorite actor? - Martin Freeman 34. favorite actress? - ¿¿¿35. who is your celebrity crush? - idk 36. favorite movie? - baby call 37. do you read a lot? whats your favorite book? - not as much as I used to but I'd say Alice in Wonderland 38. money or brains? - brains 39. do you have a nickname? what is it? - no 🌚40. how many times have you been to the hospital? - 2 41. top 10 favorite songs - Ive got way too many.... Feel Good Inc - GorillazI Bet You Look Good On The Dancefloor - Arctic Monkeys Beautiful Now - Zedd, Jon Bellion (Marshmello remix)Smells Like Teen Spirit - NirvanaLike A G6 - Far East Movement Collapse - Zeds Dead, MemorecksEl Chapo - The Game, SkrillexI Found - Amber RunFaded - ZHU (ODESZA remix)Feel Real - Deptford Goth42. do you take any medications daily? - Insulin 43. what is your skin type? (oily, dry, etc) - soft? 44. what is your biggest fear? - ////45. how many kids do you want? - at least 3 46. whats your go to hair style? - bob-like atm but I'd like to cut it shorter 47. what type of house do you live in? (big, small, etc) - big and old farm house 48. who is your role model? - ?49. what was the last compliment you received? - my hair colour looks good 50. what was the last text you sent? - "Krasser scheiß"51. how old were you when you found out santa wasn’t real? - 6 or 7 52. what is your dream car? - idc53. opinion on smoking? - fine with it, if ya wanna have cancer so badly go ahead54. do you go to college? - no 55. what is your dream job? - media designer 56. would you rather live in rural areas or the suburbs? - suburb 57. do you take shampoo and conditioner bottles from hotels? - no 58. do you have freckles? - unfortunately not 59. do you smile for pictures? - yes60. how many pictures do you have on your phone? - 66161. have you ever peed in the woods? - as a kid probably 62. do you still watch cartoons? - of course!! 63. do you prefer chicken nuggets from Wendy’s or McDonalds? - I'm a vegetarian 64. Favorite dipping sauce? - 🙌🏻65. what do you wear to bed? - jogging pants, Pullover 66. have you ever won a spelling bee? - never participated in one 67. what are your hobbies? - volleyball, horse back riding, drawing, etc. 68. can you draw? - not really good 69. do you play an instrument? - no 70. what was the last concert you saw? - the Backstreet Boys I guess 😂71. tea or coffee? - tea 72. Starbucks or Dunkin Donuts? - Starbucks 73. do you want to get married? - don't have to 74. what is your crush’s first and last initial? - won't say cuz she will know then 😂😂😂😂75. are you going to change your last name when you get married? - idk if it's important for my partner 76. what color looks best on you? - how the hell do I know??😂🙌🏻77. do you miss anyone right now? - yes78. do you sleep with your door open or closed? - cLOSE D79. do you believe in ghosts? - yes 80. what is your biggest pet peeve? - idkkkkkk81. last person you called? - my mum 82. favorite ice cream flavor? - Cookies or banana 83. regular oreos or golden oreos? - regular 84. chocolate or rainbow sprinkles? - rainbow sprinkles please 😂✨85. what shirt are you wearing? - a black one 86. what is your phone background? - space aesthetics 87. are you outgoing or shy? - vveeeeeery shy towards strangers88. do you like it when people play with your hair? - yep89. do you like your neighbors? - not all of them 90. do you wash your face? at night? in the morning? - in the morning and evening 91. have you ever been high? - yessss 92. have you ever been drunk? - yeppp93. last thing you ate? - bread 94. favorite lyrics right now - I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad, I got sunshine in a bag, I'm useless but not for long, the future is coming on95. summer or winter? - autumn 96. day or night? - night 97. dark, milk, or white chocolate? I'm - milk 98. favorite month? - June/October 99. what is your zodiac sign - libra100. who was the last person you cried in front of? - I usually don't cry in front of other people

[surveysonfleek]

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Is your window in your room open? yes. Do you like blue cheese? not at all. i’ll always have some but then i’ll be reminded of how much i hate it. Have you ever smoked? yes. Do you own a gun? no.

Do you like the American or British way of spelling words? british because that’s what we were taught.

Do you get nervous before going to a doctors appointment? no unless i feel like it’s something serious. What do you think of hot dogs? they used to be my favourite food lmao. Favorite Christmas movie? elf. What do you prefer to drink in the morning or nothing? a huge glass of cold water. Do you hate celebrities with big boobs and have had plastic surgery? no lol, i couldn’t care less, it’s their body. Do you have a favorite piece of jewelry? not really tbh. Favorite hobby? eating out. What’s the one thing you hate about yourself? my laziness. Current worry? what my future will bring. Do you own slippers? yes. Would you ever want to be a pirate? no. Where would you like to go? japan and the bahamas. and then i’m officially done with traveling. What type of songs do you sing in the shower? none. If you could make everything on earth one color, what would you choose? i wouldn’t. Do you like sleeping on satin sheets? i never have. maybe i should try it haha. How do you bring in the new year? usually parties. Favorite place to be? on vacation. Would you rather live in 1980 or 2080? 2080. but at my age now. Favorite color? pink and turquoise. What color of shirt are you wearing? white. What’s the last thing that made you laugh? the bachelorette haha. What artist to do you find yourself singing a lot of? the weeknd. Can you whistle? yes. Where do you wish you were right now? overseas. When you were younger, did you ever have cartoon sheets? i only remember having mickey mouse ones. What’s in your pocket right now? no pockets. Do you love where you live? i don’t love it. but i don’t hate it. Why does everybody seek popularity? What’s wrong with being original? i think it’s the opposite now. people are trying too hard to be original. Do you prefer hearing the blunt truth, or do you like sugarcoating? blunt. Do you care what strangers think about you? nah. Are you a girl that just wants to have fun? umm i guess but i don’t go out of my way to seek it. Are you a perfectionist, or only human, born to make mistakes? only human. Do you use any acne medication? no. but i have been getting random pimples lately. Do you know when it’s just a little crush vs. true love? now i do. Have you picked out flower petals, saying, ‘He loves me, he loves me not? haha yes. Are you a small town girl, or from the big city? neither. i’m from the burbs. Do you ever look in the mirror and are surprised by how good you look? haha very rarely but it’s happened. Do you ever look in the mirror and feel revolted? oh yeah. Do you have a hard time talking to people? not really unless they’re just not that social. Is anybody in your family schizophrenic? If so, what is their life like? no. What’s something somebody can do to make you hate them instantly? be rude to people they don’t know. Do you like it when you find yourself in a conflict? i don’t like it lol. Are you emotional or very stoic? in between. How late do you go to bed during summer nights? it depends what i do at night. Why do girls like six-packs? What’s wrong with a soft pillowy tummy? not all girls like six packs, let’s be real. Are you feminine, masculine, or quite androgynous? fem. What’s the first red object you see in the room? lipstick. Is sex different than making love? hell yeah. This time last year, what was happening in your life? nothing really. Did you/will you have coffee or some other form of caffeine today? i’ve had pepsi. Who did you last have a text conversation with and what was it about? my boyfriend, just about how we’re both having boring nights. Are there regular trains in and out of your town/city? yes. Do you bathe your pets regularly? my mum bathes him regularly. Do you have a mailbox or do you collect your mail from the post office? mailbox. What was the last animal you saw, and was it a pet? yeah my dog. Have you ever had an ear infection? yes. If you could watch any TV series right now, what would it be? idk. something new, funny and 20 mins long. i can’t seem to concentrate with 40 min eps nowadays. Would you have any clue when your best friend last got their hair cut? yes. two weeks ago? Someone messages you just as you’re about to go to sleep. Do you reply? depends who it is. Do you grind your teeth, and if so, why do you do it? i’ve noticed i’ve been doing it recently i have no idea why. Have you ever been hospitalized due to dehydration? no. Is there anything you need to remember to do before the day ends? no. When you listen to music with headphones, do you keep the volume low enough to hear surrounding noise faintly, or do you blast it? if i’m at home i’ll blast it. in public i need to hear surrounding noises. What’s your favorite online radio site? um, pandora until it was removed in australia :( so spotify now. Do your parents have any authority over who you date? no. How many different shades of nail polish do you have? a ton, i have two proper shelves of them. What did you have for breakfast this morning? dumplings. Are you lucky enough to have an ice maker in your refrigerator door? no. Are you the type to wake up before the sun has even risen? no. Have you ever watched an anime series, start to finish? no.

Do you feel the need to rant about anything right now? If so, go for it. no. What colour is the soap in your bathroom? Does it have a specific scent? yellow. it smells like honey. Do you have a favorite towel? What color is it? umm blue. Have you seen any films with Judy Garland in them?: just the one. How did you feel when you woke up today? Why? not bad. In your favorite TV show, which character is your favorite? Why? michael scott. because he’s hilarious. Who was the last person you messaged on Facebook? bek. When was the last time you saw them? last week. Do you have a friend named Nick? What’s his favourite food? no. What was your lowest mark on your previous report card? i’ve been out of school forever. but i think it was a c. What are you listening to? the bachelorette. What year are you/did you graduate? 2013. Are you obsessed with anything? no. Do you prefer waffles or pancakes? oooh it’s a toughie. probably waffles. Do you prefer non-diet or diet soda? non diet. Do you like seafood? loooove. Are you craving anything right now? food.

Do you dress appropriately for your age? yes. Can you speak any other languages? kinda. If McDonald’s sold hot dogs, would you buy them? i’d try it. but then again, i haven’t had mcdonalds in months. How long is your hair? pretty long. Do you like your neighbors? they’re okay, everyone keeps to themselves. What’s your school motto? no more school. Has a bird ever flown into your window? no. there’s like a screen on it. Which word did you say first, mama or dada? mama. How old were you when you learned to walk? one maybe? What was your first pet’s name? dopey. How many kids were in your class in kindergarten? 30? idk. Who was your best friend in elementary? pearl. Who was your favorite teacher in high school? mr collins. Who was the best athlete in your freshman class? chris. What teacher did all the high school boys/girls have a crush on? ummm. i forgot his name, remember his face. Where do you see yourself in a year? hopefully further than i am right now. If you were able to change one thing about yourself, what would it be? my lifestyle. Are you content just blending in with the crowd? yes, for sure. i hate attention.