#THIS^^^

[thartist72]

[aluka]

[pleuvoire]

[fapper]

[pomegrntes]

[poc-lives-matter]

To everyone who’s non black

Black history month is coming

Please invest in black owned businesses and watch and read black media

That’s all for the allies out there

[31st]

If its care then i guess u a care-ah bear

😳😳😳

[pastellhund]

I just want... a boy.......... to hug me................... and kiss me......... on my forehead.....................

[n-writes]

defying gravity

shance support week; day 7 - free day

@shancesupportsquad

but i know they’re with the angels defying gravity

lance takes a deep breath stepping forward towards the tall yellow pillar, among the millions other sleek black ones. stretching out for miles. each sticking up fro the ground. whispering screams of those buried before.

“hey buddy..” lance’s voice cracks as he kneels in front of the pillar.

“can’t believe it’s been three years already..” he smiled weakly, reaching to press his hand gently on the stone. “not much has changed.. keith’s still impulsive as ever, yano.” lance speaks out loud, laughing alittle. “allura cut her hair, and does she look good.” he grinned.

“shiro’s letting his grow, which i’m pretty into. as long as he doesn’t grow a mullet like someone we know, right?” lance shook his head.

“i’m kidding, keith actually ended up cutting his hair. he never said why. all he said was ‘it was getting long, it might get stuck in something’, blah blah.” lance sighed, “you know him,” he leaned forward slightly. “but i know it’s because you told him it might look nice cut.” he whispered soothingly.

“oh! i cut mine too, but it looks the same though. nothing special.” returning to his regular voice, lance smiled softly.

“coran wants to grow his out, i think he’ll look like a rockstar because of those cool altean markings he has, but allura’s against it.” he frowned. “keith and shiro don’t want to get in it, but matt is on my side.” he chuckled.

he stayed silent for a couple minutes, glancing to his left seeing matt, shiro and keith standing side by side in-front of a pillar mirroring the yellow one, but green.

“matt still hates me. keith too. but they won’t say it.” his eyes well up, slowly. “after you- we never really had a good conversation in months.” he huffs.

“it’s probably only a matter of time before shiro leaves me.” he smiles weakly at the pillar. “you’re probably rolling your eyes and saying i’m being dumb and you’re right.” lance sniffs, his eyes glossy and cheeks red.

“i really should have died a long time ago..” he trails off, eyes moving to the screen reading the translation from his helmet.

Tsuyoshi ‘Hunk’ Garett  - 1999/2027

lance let himself cry. he doesn’t care anymore. he stares at the name for what feels like hours.

“there’s no fight we cannot win,” lance sings softly, hearing the gravel footsteps from behind him. he ignores it.

“just you and i, defying gravity with you and i, defying gravity.”

lance lets out a choked laugh, as he feels a hand on his shoulder.

“they’ll never bring us down..” voice cracking at the end, he holds himself together. refusing to cry fully in front of them.

lance picks himself off the ground, the hand moving. he presses a button on the side of his helmet darkening his visor. he see’s shiro in his vision, keith and matt slightly stepped back. shiro is looking at him in concern.

“ready?” he asks, soft as ever. lance’s knees feel like jelly. he nods, swallowing the lump in his throat.

“yeah, let’s..let’s head out.” shiro grabs lance’s hand as they walk back towards the lions. lance silently grateful for it. yet, the small ache in his chest still there. lance and shiro get into black, while matt and keith enter green.

once in the lion, lance down on the floor of the cock pit, pulling off his helmet to wipe his face.

“lance?” there’s that damn soft voice again. the one he doesn’t deserve. the one that makes him feel safe and happy.

“i’m sorry,” he blurts out. “i’m so sorry, shiro.” he sobs into his hands. shiro’s kneeling in front of him. his helmet off aswell.

“baby..” lance shakes his head.

“i’m so useless! it isn’t fair. it’s not fair that i’m here and the two most intelligent beings in this entire universe aren’t!” he shouts, pushing shiro’s hands away. “why? why? why wasn’t it me?”  

shiro stares at lance, sadly.

he understands how hard this is. it’s hard for all of them. but lance took it the hardest. he watched them pass. he told shiro how he saw the light leave hunk’s eyes. how he saw pidge take her last breath. shiro had seen death countless times. but to lose loved ones.

shiro sighed reaching for lance again, this time not being pushed away. he pulled lance into his arms and held him there as the younger cried.

“lance, listen to me..” shiro threads his hand through lance’s hair. “there’s nothing i haven’t told you already. we are a team. whatever you’re going through, we all are. we aren’t going to leave you.” he pauses, leaning back to make lance look up at him. “i’m not going to leave you.” he says firmly. lance looks at shiro’s face, searching for anything. shiro’s smiles sweetly.

“you know, pidge would have roughhoused kicked you if she knew you’ve been mourning her all this time.”

shiro successfully gets a small ;laugh out of him. shiro smile widens.

he leans forward pressing a light kiss against lance’s cheek. 

“i love you lance.” he whispers softly, lance’s eyes gloss over with more tears but none fall. he sniffs softly, wiping his eyes again.

“i love you too, shiro.”

[elvhendis]

@reythegarbagepicker I’m rolling y’all must be a new shade of ignorant, it’s called sarcasm because people are FUCKING TIRED OF TRYING TO EXPLAIN WHY WE LIKE A CERTAIN CHARACTER THEN GETTING TOLD THAT OUR OPINIONS ARE INVALID BECAUSE YOU JUST DON’T AGREE WITH IT. So sorry we’ve resorted to sarcasm and that your peanut brains can’t grasp such a concept, Hell it ain’t the first time y’all have let something fly right over your heads.

[ladyninasayers-ish]

[rasharivas]

Ana Golja Describes Zoë Rivas

requested by: @rahnesinclair

[gordonworth]

All I want from life is a fanfiction where James Gordon is tied up by Alfred Pennyworth and treated like he matters. x

[ikunataru]

^^^^