#pheobe turned into a ghost FOR HER

[ivys-garden]

Just saw the new ghost busters film and

They-

They were gay for each other right?

Or is that just me?

[http-paprika]

Together, Inhospitable | Simon Riley 2 It'll All Work Out

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summery simon can tell something's bothering christina, but he hesitates to speak to her during a quiet moment they have

pairing simon "ghost" riley x christina "red" perez / wc 914 / warning none, well, angst.

"that's the way it goes, it'll all work out" pheobe bridgers

Simon’s observation skills were always something he was proud of, easily catching suspicious behavior, new things, a change in attitude, and the mood of the room. It was an ability that aided him in the field, his intuition keen and alerting him to danger. Away from combat, he stayed aware and focused, and sometimes Simon wished he didn’t. Sometimes it was a thorn in his side as he saw and knew things he probably shouldn’t have. So, he knew when Christina was hiding something, Simon knew the way she subtly changed her facial expressions when something upset her. 

“You want a cup of coffee, Red?” Offering her the hot beverage was the least he felt like he could do. Simon watched as she looked up from her pistol which she was cleaning for the third time that day. A flicker of confusion crossed her face, almost as if Christina didn’t recognize him. But she blinked it away, nodding and mumbling a thanks before turning back to her equipment. 

“How do you like it?” Simon moved to the counter in the common room, opening the cupboard to find the mug she’d been gifted by Gaz for her birthday a month prior. The American state flag plastering the exterior as a joke about how American she was, her accent, the way she spoke, and even how she carried herself was foreign to the British soldiers she was surrounded by. 

“Black. Thanks.” He felt a tug of relief at her comment, though Simon wasn’t sure why. It wasn’t as if he was the problem, she wasn’t just acting odd around him. It was the entire team, though they didn’t seem to notice like he did. Not her delayed reactions or repeated behavior, they all assumed it was normal for her since she was usually quiet and withdrawn anyway. 

“Here.” 

The mug is passed over to her, their fingers brushing as she takes it from Simon’s hand and into hers. He felt that familiar tug towards her from the touch, but he brushed his palm against the fabric of his pants and walked back over to the coffee machine. Fruitlessly, Simon hoped Christina would speak up on her own accord, he didn’t want to push or make her uncomfortable, but he was worried about Red. 

“I thought you didn’t drink coffee?” She asks, looking up at him from over her mug, the steam and the smell of the strong coffee that Price always kept in the common room, filling her senses. 

“I don’t drink the coffee Soap makes.” He tells her, sitting down across the small table from her. Simon pushes his mask up, so it settles on the bridge of his nose allowing him to drink from his mug. 

“Can’t blame you.” She laughs a bit, shaking her head at Simon’s comment. The way he’d grown familiar with her doing that always caught his eye. “Thanks again, Ghost. For doing this, I needed it.”  

“I know.” Simon nods before swallowing a gulp of coffee. 

“Of course you did, you always seem to know.” Christina sighs, putting the mug down and smoothing down her hair. 

“Do you want to talk about it?” He asks, hoping he’s not overstepping a line and causing her to be uncomfortable. But after that night when she’d seen him without the mask, where she'd told him a bit about their past, their shared understanding had only grown stronger. Maybe they didn’t quite know each other, but they understood each other. And that was more than enough for Simon. 

“No, not really.” She let out another sigh, and Simon watched the way her eyes shifted, the everpresent tired lines on her face that he always paid attention to. Did the woman ever actually sleep? “That’s a lie. I do want to talk about it, I just don’t know how.” 

Those words were how Simon felt often, he wanted to speak, maybe to yell. But he couldn’t find a way to make what he felt, make sense to those around him. And he didn’t even know if they cared enough to listen. 

“It’s too much of a mess to unravel and explain.” Christina nods at his statement, picking back up her coffee mug and bringing it to her lips. The steam clouded her eyes and face, adding to the distant look she held. A look Simon wishes he could take away as she drinks her coffee, focusing on nothing, not him, not the room around them. 

She puts the mug back down, laying her hands on the table and breathing slowly. Simon feels like he’s intruding in a private moment, something intimate that he shouldn’t see. But he can see the burden slipping off her shoulders, they seem to come back taller, and her posture seems more sure with each breath. 

“Red, Christina, you’re going to be okay.” He says, lightly laying his hand on top of hers. A small, sad smile forms on her face, though she doesn’t open her eyes, without seemingly a care she places her other hand on top of his. Simon swallows hard, surprised at the reciprocation of his gesture.

 “It’ll all get better,” Christina responds with her old, quiet confidence. It assures Simon as he nods along, they always had to be fighting for the hope of it getting better. That there was something good past the pain, and Simon hadn’t had that hope in ages. But he did, for just a flicker of time, sitting there.

[wildflowercryptid]

SOME MJVERSE FAMILY HEADCANONS!

kris and lyra are sisters, kris being the older of the two. she went on her journey two years before lyra and ethan go on their's, but now she's working as elm's field assistant and researches the myths and mysteries of johto whenever she can find time. ethan and lyra run into her a few times throughout their own journeys, almost always accompanied by leaf ( who was traveling through johto and insisted on joining her the moment she mentioned legendary pokémon. ) lyra also makes a habit of teasing her big sister for the obvious crush she's developing on her companion.

agatha and bertha are relatives, bertha being a direct descendant of charm while agatha is descended from one of charm's siblings back in kanto. they used to spend time with each other at family reunions as kids and still keep in touch through letters.

pheobe is half-alolan and related to acerola. staying connected to her alolan heritage is very important to pheobe and talking to acerola about the culture helps her feel more in touch with it. in turn, she helps acerola strengthen her spiritual abilities and teaches her how to better communicate with ghost-types.

hilda and hilbert are siblings, with hilbert being older by one year. they're very close and are always looking out for each other, no matter how much they bicker and rib each other. hilbert sits out on picking starters at the beginning of the game, as he received a scraggy for his birthday the year prior.

rosa and nate are twins, rosa being older by a minute. the two seem to have pretty similar personalities at first glance, ( both being high-spirited, big-hearted, and ready to take on whatever life throws at them, ) but the small differences become more obvious the more you get to know them. rosa has a tendency to run headfirst into any and all situations, which often gets her into trouble, while nate is a lot more pragmatic and tries to assess things before tackling problems. they often seem to balance each other because of this, but have to learn how to not rely on each other as much when their journeys put them on different paths.

serena is a descendant of az through her mother, grace. no one is aware of this expect az himself.

mizuki and elio are cousins, mizuki being half-alolan and staying with elio's family at the start of the game. elio is a lot more laid-back than the high-energy mizuki and often looks out for her like a big brother during her island challenge ( even though he's only a few months older than her. )

nia and penny are sisters. their parents separated when penny was pretty young, ( all the stuff going on peony and the league and rose put a major strain on their marriage, ) with their mother moving back home to paldea with her. they keep in touch through text / video chat and nia is very protective of her little sister, especially after finding out what happened at the academy.

larry is giacomo and poppy's father. he separated from their mother after coming to terms with his sexuality, but the two are still on good terms. he overworks himself to help provide for his kids, not realizing how his lack of presence could end up straining his relationship with them. giacomo is especially distant from his dad, going as far to not mention who he's related to unless asked, but that has more to do with him feeling like a failure when being compared to him than anything else. he does love hanging out with his little sister, though. ( he likes teaching her songs... and bad words, but don't tell his dad he does that. )

[callmelyc]

Written for Twitter julance

#2023JuLance

Week 1: sharpshooter PART 2- Life of the Title

Pridge groans "there is it AGAIN, that's the fifth time this week!"

Lance pauses his game from his place hanging upside down off the bed "there's what again?"

"Is it that code name again?" Hunk ask coming in with all their movie snacks leaning over to read pidges screen.

"I think so?" She's typing again trying to get to a good stoping point "we don't actually have any proof it's a name, the galra just talk about it alot...it keeps coming up & its in almost all the logs now."

"What's the name?"

She huffs "again, no proof it's a name- and it's Ghost Rite"

Lance snorts "that's so lame for the galra no way that's a name"

Hunk just frowns a bit "well whatever it is isn't invited to this sleepover, can we just watch the movie...please?"

As movie night goes off without a hitch lance can't help but feel like this won't be the last time he hears that name.

~*~

They're having a meeting with the blade today to discuss Keith's return to team Voltron when the name gets confirmed as a name.

"Kolivan, do you happen to know why the Galran keep discussing a Ghost Rite?" Allura says since she knows everyone has been worried about it and knowing something like this could be beneficial to them.

If lance had been daydreaming before he sure wasn't now, the moment the not name was mentioned the blades behind kolivan stiffened.as miniscule as the difference might have been lance has good eyes for a reason, he noticed things he knows no one else will. His focuses zeroed in on them, they knew something and based on kolivans pause at responding he'd say they might even know more than they'll let on.

"The Ghost Rite has become a marker of fear for the galra these last few pheobs. Their name alone has become a threat of sorts..." Kolivans eyes stay forward but some of the men behind glance briefly towards lance so quickly most wouldn't notice "has...Voltron not heard of this?"

Shiro frowns a bit "we've only been picking up on the name in the data we've collected from missions and stray com signals. Until today we didn't even know if it was a name."

This time kolivans eyes look towards lance "This individual is a key player in this war, we only ask Voltron keep him in check."

With a few more subtle glances noted and diplomatic goodbyes the meeting ends with only more confusion. No one comments on the way the blades kept looking towards lance but one thing they do focus on is the confirmation it's a name.

"Do you think it's a vigilante?" Hunk ask nervously "y-you don't think he's a bad guy right? The blade asked us to keep an eye on this guy and the galra fear him he's gotta be terrifying!"

Shiro pats his shoulder "calm down hunk, I'm sure whoever this Ghost Rite is will be a good ally if we ever meet. He might even be part of the resistance."

"I can ask mat to keep an eye out for the guy?" Pidge suggest.

Shiro smiles "that's an excellent idea"

Lance watches everyone from afar unable to shake those glances the blade gave him. He feels like he's missing something...oh well, how important can it really be?

~*~

That thing lance thought he was missing? Yeah, turns out it was really important.

They're on a mission split into three teams: shiro and allura handling the diplomacy, Keith and hunk handing evacuation, and pidge and lance doing some sneaky infiltration to rescue some stray prisoners that managed to get captured and sent off planet. Easy right?

/Wrong/

This ship was a maze, unlike any they'd seen before and the only thing bringing comfort to lance right now was the fact he had red who could get them out of here the fastest. It was eerily quiet, full of upgrades and still far too easy to sneak into.

"You think this is a trap?" Lance whispers to pidge while she hacks into the door systems "I mean...this is too easy, right?"

"That's what ur here for loverboy, your the fighting force here-" her fingers fly across the keys then there's a audible click to go with her triumphed woop "and I'm the brains!" Pidge swats at lances arm "let's go!"

The moment they get to where pidge needs to be all hell breaks lose. The galra aboard the ship come rushing down the halls flanked by sentries "pidge lock yourself inside the control room, I'll distract them while you get ur data-"

"Oh it!" She shouts "and lance?...good luck"

Lance is flying around the corner listening to the door latch itself shut with an override faster than you can call him sharpshooter. He's ready to face these galra head to head, ready to be the wall protecting pidge a meer wall away!

But when those galra get around to face him and lance materializes his Bayard into his trusty blaster? they stop rushing forward. Lance holds his position, Bayard pointed directly towards the line of galra that came to a stop and a stare down commences.

Not letting his gaurd down at this strange behavior, lance observes. This is when he starts to realize what that important thing was.

The galra before him aren't just at a pause, they're terrified. Their hands are trembling, faces pulled into a defensive snarl, some even take cautionary steps backwards to get further away.

The back of lances mind is itching with an answer, it's right at the top of his tongue-

"It's the Ghost Rite" one whispers, voice as shaken as his clawed hands that grip his polearm. Then it clicks-

All the times they've talked to the Blade glances have been thrown lances way, every time they go on a mission the mentions of the name increase. When pidge asked her brother to keep an eye out for the Ghost Rite he looked confused-

It's him, God lance can't believe they all missed this! He can't believe the galra gave him such a lame name when he's been trying to get sharpshooter to stick- /no, focus! Now is not the time!/

Looking back at these men and seeing how shaken they are about lance standing here, he thinks maybe....maybe he should test the waters a little?

Ya know, for science.

Lance steps forward making them step back twice the distance. He repositions his gun causing the weaker to flinch while the rest to either drop their weapons or hold theirs unsteady.

He smirks....someone whimpers.

/Oh/ lance thinks trying not to laugh /this will be fun/

The rest of the mission goes off without a hitch, with lance using his newly acquired info to get them to bend to his whims a little things went faster than usual. Data collected, prisoners saved, planet freed and another win for voltron all the while lance is the only one to know about the Ghost Rite.

Of course, he didn't tell anyone about it not when he has no proof. Who would believe him anyways? His entire team thinks he's great with people, super kind and an all around great guy! Of course they think him capable, they saw what went down on Euble and all the other missions they go on, but that doesn't mean they'd think him a sign of fear for the galra.

So with every mission they go on lance watches the galra freeze or stutter at spotting him, he smirks or lets them know it would be on sight- they drop things or put up much less of a fight, then they all go on their merry way!

It's been a lot of fun. Some ships don't even leave actual galra stationed anymore, there's been more and more sentries and less intense battles. Lance counts it as a win.

The name even spreads past the galra, soon enough any criminals in general know about lance, even the ones trying to take over part of their own home planets. All lance has to do is stand behind his lovely team during diplomatic missions and the secretly horrible ones will glance towards him, freeze up and excuse themselves.

He's becoming a master at subtle threats too. When these people recognize him he just has to wave his hand a certain way and they blanch faster than the vegetables Hunk preps.

In the end these people are almost always working with the galra...but still lance is having a blast with it. There's nothing quite like being the secret weapon.

When doing meetings with the Blade he can tell they've noticed that Lance is...aware of his title. The next time it's brought up lance smiles at their inevitable glances his way, kolivans eyes alight with recognition then things continue forward as if a revelation didn't just occur.

The next time the blade are physically aboard the castle kolivan pulls lance aside alone "you are aware now."

It's not a question this time "I am" lance confirms meeting kolivan eye for eye.

"I trust we are in your good graces?" He ask lance reluctantly as if worried for his response.

It's the first time lance remembers the blade are all galra too "yeah, you guys are on our side...I trust you."

Kolivan looks at him a little longer like he's making sure lance isn't just lying to have an edge "this will be beneficial then."

Lance watches him leave wondering just how deep this all goes.

~*~

He's protecting a small group of civilians in a diplomatic mission gone wrong when their hiding spot he chose is blown. Well...sorta.

The galran throw down a group the planets higher ranking individuals right Infront of lances hiding spot. Each and every one of them is tied up, disarmed and panicked. Standing before them is a huge burly beefcake of a Galra, seriously this guy is massive, all snarls and glower.

And this guy Is clearly not happy, nor are his little henchmen.

"Where is he?" The burly one lance has dubbed boss man ask, brandishing his sword.

"Where is who?" One of the council members voice, he's terrified lance notes but the Galra man only growls.

"The Ghost Rite!" He shows his teeth "we know he's amongst you and we want revenge"

The civilians next to lance start to shake "We don't know who that is!"

Lance lays low, calling his Bayard to his side.

"Lies! He's rumored to be a member of Voltron, where is he!" A blade is held to the counselors neck now and that's when lance decides to act.

He ignores the hushed begging from the people beside him asking him not to leave. He steps into the open.

"I heard you're looking for me?" Lance says with a smile

Boss man turns eyeing lance up and down taking notes of the V on his chest and blaster in hand "So it's true then, the sniper of vld is Ghost Rite"

"You've killed almost all of my men-" he takes a fighting stance growling at Lance "you've ruined everything!"

"What, like it's hard?" He distantly hears the few of the prisoners off to the side curse under their breath but that's ok they don't know how good lance is at games like this "maybe you should've trained them better to not get spotted so easily"

He watches the henchmen start to tremble and shoots them a smirk. If he can buy enough time maybe his team will be able to get here, either way the prisoners will be freed even if he has to do it himself.

The Galra growls and tells his last two men to stand gaurd for the prisoners. He charges at lance "they only fear you because you can kill at a distance!"

He's clawing at lance viscously, at every dodge he makes "you are NOTHING in close combat!"

Lance spins changing his stance to go towards the galran coming at him. Everyone shouts terrified before a light zings through the air a sharp polearm taking its place and stabbing through the commanders chest.

"The Ghost part of my name comes from people never getting away to tell others I can defend myself upclose too" lance says low enough that only the one infront of him can hear "I won't be the only ghost here."

"You-" he gargles in response.

Lance pushes him off the polearm with his leg before spinning around to the final two "do you wanna try me or will you yield for arrest?"

When he turns ready to free the prisoners he finds his team looking back at him slack jawed in a mix of pride and shock.

The final two men are detained, practically begging to be away and that was the day his team discovered he was the Ghost Rite all along.

(it also meant them freaking out bc the galra are afraid of him "lance! Even the blade are a little scared of you wtf!")

(Allura taught him the polearm she's so proud)

Part 1

[themissingrightsocks]

Residual Hauntings: Preview

Hazzadelle's brain was a mess, head pounding and it felt like it was stuffed full of cotton. She rolled over onto her side, the feeling of concrete beneath her palms as she slowly attempted to gain a feeling of her surroundings. She was at least glad she was dressed in her jumpsuit, most other clothing would not have held up so well. Hazzie groaned, pushing her dark curls from her face as her tunnel vision faded into hazy sunlight and the landscape of a New York alley. Although something felt... off about this one. "Pheobe?" Hazzie called out, looking around for her younger sister. Her call was answered soon enough, as the younger in question helped the older to her feet. Hazzie blinked, looking at her sister who looked in a slightly roughed-up condition. She imagined that she looked much the same. Phoebe's glasses were crooked on her face, and she looked exhausted. "Are you alright?" Phoebe asked, and Hazzie shrugged before immediately regretting it. Moving in general hurt a lot right now. "I'll be fine," Hazzie responded after a moment, "let's get out of this alley." Phoebe nodded in agreement, following after as her sister began to walk. They exited next to a building, looking around for something familiar. But everything was odd, cars looked at least forty years older and there were no large electric signs in sight. Hazzie felt Phoebe elbow her side gently, and when she turned to look, she found where her sister was pointing. The building looked like an old firehouse, with white trimmings and built primarily out of aged red brick. However, what stood out the most was the sign hanging from it. A cartoon ghost crossed out with a red no symbol covering it. Hazzie sucked in a breath, "Oh what the fu-"

"Hazzie!"

[shares-a-vest]

WIP Wednesday

Tagged by @ghost--enthusiast Thanks Jam 💖 I saved this for Wednesday so I could recover a bit from my springfic 😂

Here’s how it works:

In a reblog (or new post w/ rules attached), post up to five (5) filenames of your WIPs; not titles, file names.

Post a snippet from one of them. Snippet must be words you wrote in the last 7 days. We’re posting progress here. If you haven’t made any, go make some and come back to post!

After you’ve posted, people can send you an ask with one of your file names. You must then write 3 sentences in that file. If the filename is one you can’t share from (for example, an event fic), write 3 sentences on it anyway, and then 3 more on another to share.

That’s it! You can invite others to join in, or just post.

MY WIPS:

(I swear I actually do use maximum capitalisation and title my docs fully - it's the only way I can at least attempt to organise myself - their contents is another story! lmao)

A Hamburger to Love

Peanut and Buttercup: Matchmaking Kittens

Spring Fic Extensions

Steddie AU

Will You Be My Boyfriend?

Snippet: From 'A Hamburger to Love':

“Nope! Absolutely not!”

Robin flaps the sheet of paper about as she protests, her blunt nails digging into the paper as she does a full turn to look around the store.

“That’s what Keith said,” Steve sighs, repeating the same defence he has given at least twenty times since he first handed her Keith’s summer vacation instructions for Family Video.

She stops spinning and glares. Steve folds his arms with a decided huff as if that will protect him from her complaints.

“Are you sure Keith wrote this?” Robin flaps the paper again, this time in his face.

He snatches it off her, which only crinkles it further.

This poor sheet of paper will be dust by the time Keith gets back. It was already bent to the shape of Keith’s grip on its sides, a little cola stain on the bottom.

“Mhmm,” he hums, smirking, “And you have to do as I say, considering I’m the Manager and all.”

Robin grumbles. He figures he’ll only get to use this line a couple of times before it wears out completely, but using it to sway Robin into helping with the, admittedly, most monumental task is an appropriate enough excuse.

“Temp Manager,” Robin clarifies, flicking his newly-bestowed managerial badge on her way to the computer.

Steve licks his thumb and rubs at the badge. Sue him, he’s oddly chuffed about it. Even if the way he was given it was less than ideal - standing in the middle of the Comedy-Romance aisle, with Keith ceremoniously bowing down before him, holding the Manager’s pin sky-high while Eddie looked on, sickering unhelpfully as he loitered around the store with the excuse he was bringing Steve some candy. 

“The good kind,” he had clarified, making a face at the over-prized cardboard box of sickly-sweet candies displayed front and centre at the counter.

The elation of a promotion, even if it is only temporary, was short-lived though, as Keith threatened Eddie once again with store banishment, accusing him of stealing the infamous cut-out poster of Pheobe Cates.

(This is the only part of that doc atm that is mildly coherent. And even then I don't like this and will probably change it! Ugh, I want to get it done for Steddie Week - hence the title - but I'm like, does anyone want just a bunch of Family Video-set minutia while Steve figures out he's in love with Eddie???)

Tagging: Anyone who would like to do this!!! Just say I tagged ya ;)

[angst-king]

Monster by Definition Pt 4

(This is short chp, its not much but its something^^)) Caine had never been the kindest, he had grown with his heart supposedly of stone. He was a jealous young man, jealous of many around him. Jealous of those with freedom even though it was hell it was better than being tied down by an overlord. But like what had happened during his living time, it was his fault, he asked for it so he would pay the price. A hybrid of the very thing he slaughtered in hopes of appeasing god left him bitter. Yet he always shook his thoughts away when he looked to Magnolia, she had saved him! She saved him from his lonely life! From his constant run of the streets, shelter to shelter, she gave him a place to stay and food in his stomach. All he had to do was be good to her and she would provide!

Caine had been dual-wielding jobs, a host club employee, and hit man. The hitman job was a nice stress reliever while the host club was something he never quite liked but it earned him good money, all the booze he could ever want, and food. All he had to do was act all charming, sleep around, or put on a little show and keep a small group entertained all was easy enough. But now he had a new assignment.

Knock knock

“Hello?” “H-Hello Queen Lilith, I heard you guys were starting the redemption plan and I wanted to join.” The queen smiled and stepped aside letting Caine inside.

“Please come inside, why don’t we talk.” Stepping inside Caine was surprised by just how large the castle was! Lilith invited him to sit on the couch to start their chat.

“So may I ask a little bit about you, and why you want to do this?” “Well, my name is Caine, and I’ve come here wanting to atone for the horrible things I’ve done.” Lilith recognized the name Caine and asked.

“Are you Adam’s son?” Caine’s face turned to one of shame as he nodded, Lilith placed a gentle hand on his shoulder in sympathy. She had heard of his story, that he had been the one to kill Abel. As well as his current body count of sinners.

“Do you have a job or anything that you do in your free time?” “Yes, I work in a club.” He made sure not to give away too much information about what he does for work, or anything regarding his deal, playing on the ‘I want to turn my life around’ card tears and all. By the end, he had received a room all to himself. Damn, that was easy, didn’t take much at all, it's like they were letting anybody in.

“Oh right, I forgot we do have another patron here, her name is Pheobe, you’ll probably see her around either today or tomorrow depending on your schedule,” Lilith informed, Caine nodded and thanked her for guiding him up to his room. This room was much larger than the one he stayed in with his overlord. The bed was huge! And so were the drawers. As soon as he had secured himself there he grabbed his phone to let his overlord know.

‘I’ve made it in Mama” “Good, you already know what to do.”

Putting his phone down for now he lazed about in his room, day one was rather uneventful right now. It was a little strange to not be out working but at least now he could relax for once. He ended up taking a nap until a knock on his door woke him. Getting up from his bed he went and opened the door. The person behind it startled him enough to jolt back a bit. A young ghostly-looking woman with flowing black hair. Her expression turned worried and she reached out for Caine.

“Sorry didn’t mean to startle you.” Caine took the hand he almost screamed at the translucency and coldness. The hand became completely solid and steadied the man.

“You okay?” She asked, Caine nodded and swallowed his heart that had practically jumped into his throat.

“A-are you a gh-ghost?” The girl pulled her hand back shaking her head.

“Not entirely no, I’m a shadow demon, I sometimes can de-solidify myself. Still getting used to it, sorry.” She explained sheepishly, Caine sighed regaining composure.

“It's fine, also sorry if it was offensive to assume.” “Alright, anyways Mister Lucifer finished making dinner if you want any.” “Oh! Okay, ya’ll I’m come down.”

Caine’s days were rather mundane for a while, all he had to do was play the victim.

[xxk3vonicaxx]

Alrightt, since you guys liked my Cuphead stufff, I suppose I'll talk about my Cuphead AU (Because I'm not feeling like writing it all in fanfic formm, aand if I don't talk about the whole thingg, nobody's gonna know about it fullyy)

This is gonna be longg, soo I'm gonna put it under the cutt:

The Timeline of Exits:

In the 1960ss, a Carnation by the name of Pheobe met a ghost named Simon in the Devil's Casinoo, the two hit it offf, and in 1965, the two got marriedd

This is Simonn, Spec is Pheobe's nickname for himm:

Though Pheobe had a secrett, she was sharing a body with another Carnation named Aether Cagney Clavel (I wouldn't say that Pheobe is a DID systemm, this was due to a deal that Pheobe's parents made with the Devil before Pheobe was even bornn). Aether was a smug plant with anger issuess, who was also rather a jerk to peoplee, unlike Pheobee, who was rather calm and caring towards otherss

(Aether ((leftt)), with Pheobe ((rightt)))

Simon was fine with it at firstt, because Aether wasn't bothering anyonee, though this would soon changee

Shortly after they got marriedd, Pheobe and Simon went to the Casino again and met a Clematus plant named Rodger Clematus and his then wifee, who was a pansyy. Pheobe and Simon then won a gambling match between Rodger and his wifee, taking all of their money and moving to the country sidee, where they currently live noww

This is Rodger Clematus:

Pheobe and Simon tried to have seeds after they had gotten settled in their new housee, though this would fail miserablyy, as the plant had several mishaps with themm, and they all ended up deadd, until one timee, one seed stayed alivee. Pheobe and Simon were ecstaticc, excited to begin a new chapter in their lifee

One nightt, while she was going home from Porkrind's store with her seedd, Pheobe was attacked by Rodger's wifee. She had tried to take her seed away from herr, because she was angry that Pheobe had taken everything from her and her husbandd, though this would lead to her downfalll.

She chased Pheobe all the way to where the tracks of the Phantom Express weree, and as Rodger's wife tried to grab the seedd, Aether pushed her into the oncoming Phantom Expresss, killing her instantlyy

When Pheobe woke up in her own bodyy, and put two and two togetherr, she was horrifiedd. She rushed over back to her house and hid in the bathroom for the rest of the nightt, much to Simon's dismayy

After thiss, Rodger vowed to destroy Aether for taking his wife away from himm. He started a mafia on his own with his lilly servantss, called the Clematus Mafiaa, and met a Nightshade named Maxinne, whom he eventually marriedd

Maxinne Clematuss (old draww)

After the incident with Rodger's old wifee, Aether began to come out moree, living his own life while Pheobe was asleep in the nightt. The guy was apart of another mafia groupp, aand it was there that he met his then-ex boyfriendd, who he began having a relationship withh

Whenever Simon and Pheobe found out about what Aether was doingg, Simon ordered Pheobe to go to the Devil to separate themm, which workedd, howeverr, this came at a pricee, like alwayss

When that deal was madee, the Devil said that he could separate them if Aether would give up his firstborn son to himm. With Aether not taking this seriouslyy, he agreedd, aand Aether was seperated from Pheobe's bodyy

After thiss, Aether started living his own seperate life from Pheobee, aand began to live with his now ex-boyfriendd, a nightshade plantt. Howeverr, this nightshade would turn out to abuse Aetherr, forcing him to quit the mafia and would often physically and metally abuse himm. Soon enough the two had a seed togetherr (thanks to asexual reproductionn), who was named Lucious

Though bearing Lucious was very traumatic for Aether due to the other end of the deal having to be mett, aand because of this deall, Lu became a demon from the get-gooo, literallyy

It was often that Lu would run away to the Casino in the nightt, meeting another plant named Az who was a demon who would later become Lu's best friend and partnerr

Lucious (leftt) with Az (rightt):

Aether used to enjoy the pain that the Nightshade he had as a boyfriend brought onto himm, buut as the years rolled onn, he got sick of itt, leaving the Nightshade in 1986, while Lu had went missing just the night beforee

Little did he knoww, that Lucious had actually started working for Rodger to try and execute his fatherr, because he had hated him for his attitude from the moment he was bornn

Aether wanted to change his wayss, and soon after he met a plant named Frederickk, another Nightshadee, an actually nice one whoo, like Aetherr, liked adventure buut wanted to settle downn

This is Frederick (old draww):

Soon enoughh, the two started datingg, and Frederick stopped at nothing to try and find Luu, with him and Aether eventually meeting up with Pheobe and Simon to try and find him togetherr, as the two of them forgave Aether for his wrongdoingss

Aaand that's where we are noww, woooo!

[thenightling]

Ghostbusters: Afterlife review

Warning: There will be spoilers here.

I saw Ghostbusters Afterlife a few hours ago and ...I liked it.   It was not perfect but I liked it very much.  I do think it is far superior to Ghostbusters: Answer the Call (2016) but I would say it may be as good as Ghostbusters 2 (which I know is disliked by a lot of people but I was about seven-years-old when it came out and loved it). 

Spoiler territory from here on:

 This is definitely the sweetest and most heartfelt Ghostbusters film.  The main premise is already known. Egon Spangler has died. The opening scene is very blatantly his death even though his face is kept hidden.  He is actually killed by a ghost when his elaborate trap fails. He hides a full ghosttrap under the florboards and then sits down to wait to die. It’s probably the darkest and most gloomy Ghostbusters opening but it felt necessary.  

His daughter (they never actually reveal who had a child with Egon or if he grew her in a test tube or what) and her two children, Pheobe and Trevor move to his old farm.  There is some family resentment because Egon’s daughter thought he abandoned them.  It turns out he was trying to protect them and the world by preventing the return of Gozer.  

My one complaint about the movie is that we are told that Egon took a bunch of Ghostbusters gear and abandoned the rest of the Ghostbusters team years earlier after he had ranted that the end was nigh and they didn’t believe him.  This is the part that bothers me. With what we know of their dynamic, after all they had been through- why would his fellow Ghostbusters not believe him?  That part doesn’t make sense.

The claims that the film is full of fan service are true.  And yes, it is Nostalgia baiting.  But so what?  Why is this so terrible?  Why is this frowned upon?   It’s the third film in the original Ghostbusters continuity.  If there were no call backs or references to the previous films it wouldn’t have a reason to exist.

Yes, it does need the previous original Ghostbusters movies “as a crutch” but that is because this is a sequel, it is a passing of the torch movie and it is a good one.

The one character that out-shines all the others is Phoebe, the implied (never actually stated) autistic granddaughter of Egon Spangler.  She’s pretty much the main protagonist.  They did excellent casting with her.  She even resembles Harold Ramis and not just because she has the same glasses.  There were times this film was emotionally difficult to watch because Egon had always been my favorite Ghostbuster.  He is who inspired me to study parapsychology into my adulthood.   I grew up watching the movies and The Real Ghostbusters animated series and even Extreme Ghostbusters.  And yes, this film puts the 2016 film to shame.  I wish there had been a character like Phoebe when I had been a little girl.  She reminds me a lot of me as a little girl except I was never an atheistic skeptic as she started out as.  But once she loses that skepticism she really embraces her Spangler-heritage.   

This film has a lot of heart.  There are times where it feels they might be afraid to stray from the lore established in the first film- I would like to have seen something truly creative done with the mythology or ghosts.  Muncher is very clearly Slimer 2.0.  But what they use from the original lore is very well-handled (save for the original team having not believed Egon).

Toward the end you see Egon’s ghost (who was a presence through the movie).  He is silent but helpful and it’s a very well done special effect and it is implied he is at peace and able to move on when the story is done after reconciling and being embraced by his estranged daughter.  It was very sweet. 

The original team do make an appearance right when they are most needed and there are two bonus scenes.  I would like to believe Janine is the grandmother but there is nothing to suggest this other than the subtle implication that yes, she and Egon had been a couple.   

I very much appreciate that the original theme (and not a cover) plays at the start of the end credits.  This was followed by a song called Haunted House and to my surprise it was sung by Phoebe’s actress.   

It was nice to see that Winston had become the most successful of the group and was financially supporting the others.  It was almost as good as him having become an Egyptologist in the video games.  I’d like to pretend both are true, thus successfully (and justifiably) over-compensating for people thinking of him as a token character. 

Paul Rudd’s character, Grooberson, was very likable.  I do sort of wish Egon’s daughter was more fleshed out. The granddaughter, Phoeobe, is well developed but the mother, not-so-much.   Her boredom and out-right resentment of science actually made it difficult to understand why she and Grooberson seemed to be attracted to each other.  They could have done a better job to suggest that she actually did have a love of science, herself, but repressed it because of her resentment of her father not being there for them.  I think that was what they were trying for.       

But for all the film’s flaws it was actually an exceptionally good movie. I think of it as being on par with Ghostbusters 2 (which I did not hate as some fans do).   And definitely far superior to Ghostbusters 2016 AKA Ghostbusters: Answer the Call.

 I think some of the negative reviews for the film are criticizing it for the wrong reasons- as if nostalgia is something vulgar and offensive.   I also think some people don’t want to admit that the 2016 film wasn’t really all that good and want to pretend that this couldn’t possibly be better (though it really, really was). 

I honestly loved this movie. I thought it was sweet.  It’s flawed but sweet. I would like to know who was the mother of Egon’s daughter. Does she have a mother? Was it Janine?  And I am still bothered that the original Ghostbusters team did not believe Egon’s warnings.  That feels out of character for them. But at least they apologize to him toward the end for it.  It’s a sweet film and it is very respectful to the original movies.   

Some people have suggested that the second film in the Ghostbusters franchise is being ignored.  This is not necessarily true.   Ray’s bookstore exists and that was only established in the second film (not the first).  Also they said that there hadn’t been any ghost sightings in New York in nearly thirty years.  Thirty years is closer to the second film than the first.  The first film was thirty-eight-years-ago, not thirty.  The second film was thirty-two-years-ago.  Also one of the bonus scenes reveals that Peter and Dana are married, which was established in the second film’s closing scene. 

This is a good film and I think fans of the original Ghostbusters are likely to love it.      

[arnoldperlstein]

what’s wrong with rides again?

this time around i’d like to talk about my issues with the reboot of the magic school bus, the magic school bus rides again! 

don’t get me wrong, for the most part? there’s a lot i love about rides again: it really expands on characters like arnold, tim, janet, and ralphie, whose new characterizations are developed but still faithful to the original; likewise, i like fiona frizzle and jyoti as new additions to the class. many of the jokes land and the episodes tend to be pretty funny and inventive! (jokes in the 3 recent specials have been particularly great)

there are, though, rather noticeable flaws that especially bother me, someone who grew up with the original. now here we go, in order of importance!

1. wanda

okay, i’ll get this out of the way: rides again wanda is not wanda. the original 90s wanda was a force to be reckoned with, a headstrong and active character who acted first and thought later - she was a great foil for a character like arnold who, in contrast, is so cautious and reserved. 90s wanda had an immense chaotic energy which reflected that of the original ms. frizzle and that of the show as a whole, really making everything exciting.

rides again wanda is... none of those things. she’s... kinda active? more in a stubborn way. she’s more defensive than offensive now and seems way more... soft than before? rides again wanda now loves animals and often acts as a morality pet in terms of them. now, if you’ve ever seen the original 90s cartoon, you know there’s one person who this sounds exactly like. pheobe.

by the start of rides again, pheobe had apparently went back to her old school, with jyoti taking up the 8th spot in the class. you wouldn’t think that pheobe’s role needed to be filled now that she was gone, and yet almost all of her traits were superimposed onto a character who originally had none of them. if they were going to pheeb-ify anyone, doing it to someone as iconically un-pheobe-like as wanda was a terrible idea!

not like they needed to pheeb-ify anyone - you already have cautious and shy characters like arnold, quiet and observant characters like tim, and voices of reason like da. i love pheobe, but her role didn’t need to be filled; people don’t work like that in real life.

and what sucks the most about this for me is that wanda was one of my favorite characters growing up! i loved her spunk and her attitude and her bravery going into anything! and i loved her catchphrase of “c’mon, you weaselly wimps”, which i may add i don’t remember her saying at all in rides again. it just sucks, man!!

2. lack of chaotic energy of the original/lack of memorability

one thing that characterized the original 90s cartoon was how... well, chaotic it was. there was something so energized and wacky about the whole thing, and you never knew what was going to happen next! the jokes were hilarious and the characters played off of each other perfectly, giving it an interesting, pseudo-sitcom vibe in the background.

the fact that it came out in the 90s at all, with its animation style and the technology at the time made these fantastical field trips all the more fascinating and mysterious - oftentimes, the frizz would push a simple button or pull a simple lever and the bus would turn into a fish or a bee or a rocket ship! this combined with the fact that the bus itself was rather old and rudimentary made it all seem more relatable and nostalgic.

unfortunately, rides again has none of this. the new art style, character designs, futuristic tech, and voice acting not only further suspends your disbelief with how starkly different they are from the original, but also completely get rid of that nostalgic 90s chaos that made the original so memorable.

and speaking of memorability, i can remember the premise of just about every 90s cartoon episode - they all have some wacky twist that makes it all the more bonkers and memorable: gets ready, set, dough? the baker thinks he’s delusional and that a moth baked a cake. in a pickle? court scene and the ‘mike robe gang’. shows and tells? arnold is forced to do improv and doesn’t suck at it somehow. holiday special? wanda turns the recycling plant into a pile of garbage. it’s all over the place yet somehow plausible, which makes it all the better to remember.

but rides again? the only jokes i remember are from episodes i’ve specifically seen over and over and over again, such as frizzle of the future, monster power, or making magic. give me episodes like pigs in the wind, in the swim, hides and seeks, the tales glaciers tell, the land before tim, ghost farm, i spy with my animal eyes, or send in the clouds and i won’t remember a single joke, funny line, or wacky moment. it makes it all seem bland in retrospect, unfortunately.

3. catchphrases!

there isn’t a ton to talk about here, but there is an annoying lack of characters using their catchphrases in rides again: sure, arn does occasionally say ‘i knew i should’ve stayed home today’, and da does say ‘according to my research’ (albeit differently than she did before - i’ll touch on this in a second), but most other characters don’t use their catchphrases much at all now.

tim doesn’t say “we’ve been frizzled” and keesha doesn’t say “let me get the facts” and ralphie doesn’t say “is it just me” and carlos doesn’t say “you’re gonna love this” and wanda doesn’t say “c’mon you weaselly wimps” etc. or heck, if they did, i just don’t remember, which is honestly telling enough. 

you’d think this’d be a good thing, as people in real life don’t tend to have catchphrases, but it only makes the characters’ personalities more distinguished and memorable, having the unique things they say when excited or scared or whatever.

4. pheobe leaving :(

don’t get me wrong, jyoti is super cool, but i can still miss pheeb!

while i always resonated with arnold more, i’ve also found a connection with pheobe, such as with her love of animals (especially butterflies). she’s also just a really sweet, kind character who has a very strong moral backbone and a passion for doing the right thing. i find that a really nice personality for a character to have!

i also have my personal ship of pheobe and keesha (just watch the 90s episode gets ants in its pants, you’ll thank me later), and i find the two of them really cute! sucks that my pheobe privileges had to be revoked by rides again, though... why don’t we at least see what she’s doing, or get a mention other than just that ‘she returned to her old school’? why would she do that, anyway?

5. da’s accent

i don’t know how to describe dorothy ann’s accent in the original 90s cartoon? it’s like an american accent with slight bits of an english accent to it. a tad old-timey. either way it’s a very distinguishing trait of hers, besides her gravity-defying pigtails and love for the color violet.

unfortunately, there seemed to be no effort to carry this over to rides again in any capacity - heck, even if the voice actress couldn’t replicate her voice, they could at least pronounce the word research the same way da does: ‘reh-search’ rather than the more common ‘ree-search’. but alas, no. also da in a ponytail is not a good look, at least to me.

also, please return to the books. i don’t want to keep hearing the word ‘frizzpad’.

6. please don’t let them ruin this with a bad live action movie

note: it doesn’t have to be bad! it could be good! but the reputation of live action movies lately has been abysmal and i’m just worried how much they might butcher it...

and that’s all i can think of! despite all of this complaining i still do rather enjoy rides again. there’s just a lot of room to improve!!

[electrostar636]

If the cast of Hey Arnold and Sector Z lived in the same area, who would be good pals with each other? And would they have experienced the same stuff that happened in the Hey Arnold universe? :0c

Good question! :0 Listed below is who Sector Z would get along with the most, and what activities they would participate in :) Numbuh 0.1: Arnold, Gerald, Sid, and Lorenzo (Rhonda on occasion). 

Bruce and Ashley having grown up in Hillwood, they too played baseball during the summers as part of the little league Hillwood Strikers. Bruce doesn’t hesitate to participate in the games Arnold and his friends play. He’s an excellent pitcher, and the others know and praise him for it. When Bruce is in the mood to be more classy, he’ll attend Rhonda’s various tea parties

Numbuh 0.2: Pheobe, Iggy, Stinky, and Sheena

David volenteers after school to help the students who are falling behind in their studies, such as Harold and Stinky. He also works for Ms. Vitello at her flower shop, training Sheena when she works on the weekends. Like the rest of Sector Z, he can be found doing a lot of outside activites, fishing, gardneing, and camping. 

Numbuh 0.3: Helga, Curly, Harold, Sid, and Stinky (Stoop Kid when he’s around)

Ashley acts as a protecter of the gang, if any 7th or 8th graders give Arnold and his friends a hard time. Ashley spends a lot of her summer on Elk Island, having some personal time to relax and unwind. Helga tags along and the two go fishing. When she’s more wild, her, Harold and Curly can get into trouble. Ashley and Stoop Kid were good friends before she went missing. Numbuh 0.3 would borrow books from the library and give them to him.

Numbuh 0.4: Harold, Curly, Joey, and Eugene

Lenny loves to throw rocks in the river with the other kids and jump around in the mud. He can be seen hanging out with the gang in their treehouse and has even installed a tire swing for them. During Trash Can Day, Lenny hides the 4th graders in safe places, and protects them from 5th graders.  He participates in events such as the Go-Kart Grand Prix, park boat races, eating contest, and any other competition he can get his hands on.

Numbuh 0.5: Peapod Kid, Patty, Lorenzo and Nadine 

Constance provides a nice calming presence for the kids who aren’t as wild as Curly or Harold. She’ll go out with Nadine and catch bugs anytime, very fond of the tarantula she owns. Constance and Patty are close friends. They enjoy hanging out on the weekends, getting ice cream, going to the movies and playing checkers in the park. However, Numbuh 0.5 struggles the most with going outside. She mostly spends time in their old treehouse making repairs.

I’d have to say that unfortunately, Sector Z is mostly gone during the events of Hey Arnold! yet they live on as one of Hillwood’s urban legends. (They do, however, return before the events of The Jungle Movie!) Helga has no clue that her cousin and close friend, Numbuh 0.3 had been part of this legend. But she vaguely recalls remembering seeing Ashley during holiday get-togethers and spending time with her. Numbuh 0.3 and the rest of her sector disappeared when she was 5. Her classmates, excluding Harold, were around the same age when Sector Z disappeared.

Gerald, the keeper of these legends, has retold an interesting yet unsure story about who Sector Z really were. Some say their purpose was similar to Monkey Man, an elusive hero who saved kids from bullies but also punked on overbearing adults, only at night. I’d like to think that Sector Z was in fact, a more incognito sector regardless. Others say Sector Z are ghosts, mere shadows of kids who clumsily fell out of treehouses and died, forever bound to the treehouse as punishment for not listening to their parents. But some say that they were just a normal group of kids, who were once just like Arnold and the gang. However, these older kids eventually grew up and moved on to other things. 

Arnold, Harold, Helga, Gerald, Sid, and Stinky once visited the abandoned treehouse after hearing the ghost portion of the legend, created by none other than Arnold’s grandpa. They were all surprised to find how much electronics were actually in the treehouse compared to the one they owned. Haphazardly plugging in a cord, Sid accidentally turns on some of the treehouses security systems, resulting in Arnold and the gang both screaming and running from various traps and lasers (not lethal, however). Terrified, they all vowed never to revisit. Sector Z eventually returns! :) This is sometime after Helga’s 11th birthday yet before the events of the Jungle Movie. Had being close with Ashley before, Helga and her cousin are happily reunited and catch up on everything Numbuh 0.3 had missed. Helga introduces Sector Z to the rest of the gang by bringing them to participate in one of their baseball games. Arnold meets Bruce for the first time, telling him about their somewhat traumatizing visit to the abandoned treehouse. Bruce immediately apologizes, for the security systems were meant to attack adults only and had ultimately malfunctioned. Gerald asks why on earth they would need such a system in the first place. Sector Z then explains more about who they are and the overall organization of the Kids Next Door itself :) Despite KND being all over the world, it’s not as common in many towns, especially Hillwood.

[thestalkerbunny]

How would you rank the ghost gym leaders or elite four?

LEt’s start from the top-Gen 1 to the most recent.

Agatha-Elite 4- She's the grandma you PRAY your parents don't leave you with because she's such a cranky old hag. She apparently used to be Oak's rival and got pissed with him and everyone affiliated with him for giving up on pokemon battles. I will give her props for being such a tough gym leader in a region where there's only 3 kinds of ghost pokemon. I also imagine she kicked up a big fuss when they turned the Lavander town Pokemon Tower into a fucking radio station. A fucking. Radio station. 4/10

Morty-Gym Leader- It's my personal headcanon that Morty is some how related to Grimsly from Unova and that he's also dating that guy who kept trying to catch Suicine. I also like the trend that all the major ghost pokemon users are some how keepers of mass graveyards or places of immense population-like it's their job to monitor. Morty hangs out at the old burned tower and his gym is unsafe, it's just a big fucking pit, how many people have died, Morty? 5/10

Pheobe-Elite 4-I'm gonna quote Conneticut Clark's sister-You look colder than a Harlot out in a snow storm, I made you a sweater, I baked it fresh this morning. That aside, she is super cute, I have no clue what kind of flowers she has in her hair there. But I def headcanon that she hangs out with Sidney because the only other two elite members are old people and Steven Stone who only knows how to talk about rocks. We also love a legacy ghost user-her grand parents run Mt. Pyre the biggest pokemon graveyard. 7/10

Fantina-Gym Leader-You can't convience me she does not give out scholarships to pokemon contest winners. She is fabulous and She does charity work and apparently visits the Lost Tower and the abandoned Villa. She's also french? Kalosian I guess. I don't think a lot about her but I gotta wonder what her fashion is like when she isn't wearing a massive fancy ball gown. 6/10

Shauntal- Elite 4- You know how dudes are like 'I wanna date a GOTH girl, I want a goth WIFE' and then see Shauntal and are like 'LIKE THAT' you aren't ready to handel Shauntal, she will talk your ear off on gothic literature horror and true crime. She probably does videos where she puts on make up and talks about true crimes. She probably gets inspo for her horror novels she writes straight from the ghost pokemon she hangs out with. 8/10

Acerola-Trial Captain/Elite 4- Acerola captured EVERYONE's hearts but you know she's always up to trouble looket that little mischivious face. You know Nanu looks so fucking exhausted because he spent most of her childhood chasing after her. She loves her ghost pokemon and cares for them a lot and loves her uncle  and that is a best girl. 9/10

Allister I LOVE Allister for a lot of reasons-he's the whole reason I got the Sheild game instead of Sword. Apparently he had some sort of accident young that made him able to see ghost pokemon-which raises the question are there two types of ghost users, people who are born able to see the dead and then there's the people who have had truama and accidents and now see them? And he's obviously under a lot of pressure as a gym leader since that seems like a celeb athlete thing and he obviously doesn't like talking to people. He has like 100 masks? So he doesn't have to show his face? We respect one boy's pirvacy, I want to give him the world. Or at least a snack cake. 100/10

[prettyterribleimagines]

Thanks again for the last ones. Those being the yandere pokemon asks. When you get the chance, could you please do yandere gen 3 female gym leaders+Pheobe and Glacia?

Sure thing, I missed doing yandere requests

Roxanne

Type: possessive, manipulative

Roxanne is an mastermind at reading people, to her even the most closed of person is an open children's book and no one is an exception to this rule. In less than a month, Roxanne will be her darling's best friend, crush, mentor, world and even their object of obsession. All of a sudden, she is everything they can think about, just thinking about her makes them nervous, losing her would be the greatest pain ever. Of course, this is just the result of her clever manipulation, she didn't need the help of any supernatural force to make her darling's mind her playground.

She won't kidnap them, she won't lock them away, because they already let her in.

Flannery

Type: Obsessive, delusional

Flannery is a woman of passion, when she starts liking someone, she falls in love with them. She will visit her S/O multiple times a day, not to mention that she will visit their family and friends as well. With her enthusiastic personality, she will make everyone like her in just a couple of interactions, if her darling decides to reject her she won't even need to do a thing, everyone connected to the S/O will disapprove of their action, and I really mean everyone. If Roxanne turns herself into the world of her S/O, Flannery turns herself into the world of everyone else.

Winona

Type: obsessive, stalker

Winona is quite cowardly, she is able to fly kilometers above the ground and not even feel nervous, but she is unable to face her darling. That is not to say she won't be near them, having dozens of flying pokemon gives her multiple choices to choose from when it comes to watching them out of their window. If the S/O ever comes to her for a gym battle she will be cold, ruthless and down right sadistic, not because she is enjoying, she does it to not let her nerves get to her. She is nervous, she is trembling in her boots, but that's something no one will ever know.

Lisa

Type: Possessive, jealous

Having an obsession on her S/O won't change her life much, she still a kind and caring girl that loves her brother and those around her. She doesn't even demand to know her S/O's location at all time, and doesn't even spend too much time with them. But things get weird when someone actually flirts with her S/O, she will get so angry that she will start chewing on her fingers to not burst in there and stab them, if they actually touch her darling, she will have to go to the hospital from the damage she did to herself. The S/O will isolate themselves for her sake, it is worth it for such a perfect girlfriend after all

Phoebe

Type: obsessive

This one won't be pretty, the day she learns that she has a crush on someone, that person will go missing, never to be found again. Phoebe likes to be just, she likes to make people feel what she feels. And being a ghost that is trapped inside a tiny jar, without being able to talk with anyone, move or even sleep is exactly what she feels. She doesn't have one darling, she has dozens of them, every single one of them scared and confused in their new hell. They will forever stay on a hidden compartment on her room, never to interact with anything ever again.

Glacia

Type: protective, over-protective

Glacia is a refined woman, she enjoys the finest things in life, and believes that that's the beast way of life there is. But even a woman as indulgent as her believes in the greater good, and seeing a work of art being destroyed is the worst thing there is in her opinion. So she enjoys saving precious pieces from bad situations and give them a home in her art gallery, may them be paintings, sculptures or even people

[sportsandsongs]

Favourite Songs From 2020

My 110 favourite songs of the year - basically one song per artist and then I doubled up on songs from my ten favourite albums of the year - Taylor Swift, Pheobe Bridgers, The Strokes, The Killers, Porridge Radio, The 1975, The Weeknd, Fleet Foxes, Soccer Mommy PUP - rather than do a seperate albums list. So 100 artists total.

It was definitely a year that I listened to songs more than albums. Blame Spotify for shrinking my attention span or the lockdown for pushing me more towards short bursts of pleasure.

I think it was a great year for music though, this list is as strong as any in recent years. Dominated by indie rock for the most part, and in turn as heavy on female led acts as any year, as they have taken over the rock scene (for the better) over the past couple years.

1 - Phoebe Bridgers - Kyoto 2 - King Princess - Ohio 3 - Taylor Swift - exile (feat. Bon Iver) 4 - The Strokes - The Adults Are Talking 5 - U.S. Girls - 4 American Dollars 6 - The Killers - Imploding The Mirage 7 - Caamp - By and By 8 - Nathaniel Rateliff - And It's Still Alright 9 - Porridge Radio - 7 Seconds 10 - The 1975 - If You’re Too Shy (Let Me Know) 11 - The Strokes - Brooklyn Bridge To Chorus 12 - The Weeknd - Blinding Lights 13 - Bright Eyes - Mariana Trench 14 - The Killers - My Own Soul’s Warning 15 - Mt. Joy - Strangers 16 - Dayglow - Can I Call You Tonight? 17 - Jason Isbell and the 400 Unit - Be Afraid 18 - Phoenix - Identical 19 - Car Seat Headrest - Deadlines (Thoughtful) 20 - The Beths - Dying to Believe

21 - HAIM - The Steps 22 - Gus Dapperton - Post Humorous 23 - Holly Humberstone - Falling Asleep At The Wheel 24 - Phoebe Bridgers - I Know The End 25 - Hayley Williams - Simmer 26 - Tame Impala - Lost In Yesterday 27 - Harry Styles - Watermelon Sugar 28 - Fontaines D.C. - Televised Mind 29 - Yves Tumor - Gospel For A New Century 30 - Dawes - Who Do You Think You're Talking To? 31 - Taylor Swift - betty 32 - Partner - Honey 33 - Of Monsters and Men - Visitor 34 - Fleet Foxes - Can I Believe You 35 - The Shins - The Great Divide 36 - Jessie Ware - Spotlight 37 - DIIV - Blankenship 38 - The Districts - Cheap Regrets 39 - Riverby - Smart Mouth 40 - Beach Bunny - Rearview

41 - The 1975 - Me & You Together Song 42 - Miley Cyrus - Midnight Sky 43 - Deep Sea Diver - Impossible Weight (feat Sharon Van Etten) 44 - Fiona Apple - Shameika 45 - Waxahatchee - Fire 46 - Foo Fighters - Shame Shame 47 - Dogleg - Kawasaki Backflip 48 - Christine and the Queens - People, I've been sad 49 - Middle Kids - R U 4 Me? 50 - SAULT - Wildfires 51 - Ghostpoet - Nowhere To Hide Now 52 - The Darcys - Look Me in the Eyes 53 - Diet Cig - Night Terrors 54 - Westerman - Confirmation - SSBD 55 - Maxband - Unsaid 56 - Porridge Radio - Sweet 57 - The Backseat Lovers - Kilby Girl 58 - Royal Blood - Trouble’s Coming 59 - Soccer Mommy - circle the drain 60 - The Weeknd - After Hours

61 - Run The Jewels - walking in the snow 62 - The Hold Steady - Family Farm 63 - STRFKR - Dear Stranger 64 - PUP - Anaphylaxis 65 - beabadoobee - Care 66 - Soccer Mommy - yellow is the color of her eyes 67 - Destroyer - Cue Synthesizer 68 - Wallows - Are You Bored Yet? (feat. Clairo) 69 - Local Natives - Lemon (Feat. Sharon Van Etten) 70 - Bad Moves - Party With the Kids Who Wanna Party With You 71 - The Beaches - Want What You Got 72 - Wolf Parade - Julia Take Your Man Home 73 - Billy Nomates - Modern Hart 74 - The Dirty Nil - Blunt Force Concussion 75 - KennyHoopla - how will i rest in peace if i'm buried by a highway?// 76 - IDLES - Model Village 77 - Arkells - Quitting You 78 - Bombay Bicycle Club - Eat, Sleep, Wake (Nothing But You) 79 - Best Coast - Everything Has Changed 80 - Andy Shauf - Try Again

81 - Peach Pit - Shampoo Bottles 82 - Sorry - Perfect 83 - THICK - Bumming Me Out 84 - Trace Mountains - Lost in the Country 85 - Hum - Step into You 86 - Fleet Foxes - Sunblind 87 - Pinegrove - The Alarmist 88 - Lady Gaga - Rain On Me (with Ariana Grande) 89 - Kiwi jr. - Murder in the Cathedral 90 - The Chicks - Gaslighter 91 - Perfume Genius - On the Floor 92 - Rolling Blackouts Coastal Fever - She's There 93 - Amanda Shires - The Problem (feat. Jason Isbell) 94 - Bon Iver - AUATC 95 - The OBGMs - All My Friends 96 - PUP - Rot 97 - Alanis Morissette - Ablaze 98 - Anyway Gang - I'm Just That Good 99 - Everything Everything - Violent Sun 100 - Julia Jacklin - Pressure To Party 101 - Grimes - Delete Forever 102 - Plants and Animals - Love That Boy 103 - Dua Lipa - Physical 104 - Cloud Nothings - Am I Something 105 - Wye Oak - AEIOU 106 - Sunflower Bean - Moment In The Sun 107 - Pale Waves - Change 108 - Bruce Springsteen - Ghosts 109 - Gord Downie - About Blank 110 - Dizzy - Sunflower

[lexnolongerhearsthemusic]

 Tagged by the lovely @lookthemoonissinging​ to complete an ABC list of gigs i’ve been to.. However, i’m gonna put my own twist because I feel like I haven’t been to many! If I have been I’m going to bold the answer and if I haven’t been to someone beginning with that letter i’m going to fill it out with someone I want to see/am supposed to be seeing soon !

A - Avi Kaplan, I was supposed to see him this month but the show has been postponed! (Really want to see Arctic Monkeys and The Aces and Arcade Fire and Amber Run at some point too!!)

B - Broods, with my friend Grant would like to see Bad Bad Hats ,Was going to buy tickets to see them before their show was cancelled. (also the Big Moon and Big Theif and the Black Keys and Bleachers and Blondie and Bombay Bicycle Club and Brandi Carlile AND Billy Raffoul and babyshambles

C - Cage the Elephant is on my list of must sees, was going to see this band called COIN this spring but that was cancelled, Cold War Kids is also on my list

D - Dirty Pretty Things lol.. I want to see Dolly with my mom at some point as well and was very sad I never got to see Bowie

E - Elton John on his farewell tour... tickets were purchased but.. CANCELLED 

F - I just started listening to Fenne Lily.. on my list. so is Fleet Foxes and Fleetwood Mac and FLETCHER. I am seeing Flora Cash with my cousin but it’s been rescheduled. IF I DON’T SEE FLORENCE AND THE MACHINE SOON I MIGHT DIE

G - Gregory Alan Isakov, one of my best friends was friends with his manager because her husband produced my friends record and she got us on the guest-list to a sold out show... it was beautiful. Grace Potter and girl in red are on my list

H - HARRY STYLES... i’m supposed to see him in July and just hoping that it doesn’t get rescheduled.. H list includes H.E.R and HAIM and Hozier 

I - Inhaler

J - Joseph,  beautiful vocal girl group.. listened to them for the first time when their album good luck kid came out last fall and realized they were going to be there the next week.. bought tickets on a whim. SO GOOD J list is Jade Bird, Jake Bugg, James Taylor Janelle Monae (wish I could see Janis Joplin and John Denver and Johnny Cash), is Joni Mitchell still touring? 

K - King Princess last winter.. want to see Kacey Musgraves, the killers, the kills

L - LÉON, the first show I attempted to go to myself and it was amazing.. Made so many new friends was front row and got setlist.. she’s so talented.. I NEED to see Gaga, Lake Street Dive, Lana Del Rey, I’m seeing Lennon Stella this summer, Local Natives, Lord Huron, the Lumineers (cancelled 2 days before the show this spring) ALSO ALL I WANT IN THE WORLD IS TO SEE THE LIBERTINES THAT IS MY DYING WISH.. and the Last Shadow Puppets AND LORDE

M - Muna!!! My favorite badass girl group also MAGGIE ROGERS. hope to see Miles Kane and Mt. Joy and maisie peters soon

N - Nina Nesbitt, I was in colorado while she was in MN last year and i’m still sad about it

O - Oasis, orla Gartland

P - hmm Peter maybe.. I WAS SUPPOSED TO SEE PHEOBE BRIDGERS IN MAY BUT IT’S rescheduled and i’m BIG SAD

Q - Queen? in any form 

R - the Raconteurs

S - Sasha Sloan.. I cried to dancing with your ghost TWICE live this fall lol.. and the Stella Loons! they’re the cutest local group and I went to their album release it was so much fun! Also Superfruit was so much funs with a bunch of my friends.. best dancey pop feel good album.. i handpainted jean jackets and gave them to them and they wore them after shows for the rest of tour! Sophie and the giants, the strokes, SZA, 

T - TAYLOR SWIFT WILL FOREVER BE MY BABY.. ALSO INCLUDING THIS PICTURE BECAUSE THIS WAS BY FAR THE COOLEST MOMENT OF MY LIFE (aka sat in her living room in nashville when i was 17 as she played me and 50 other people reputation a month early she’s the nicest person I swear to god)

Troye Sivan (he’s also very nice) Also I Was also supposed to see Tame Impala in the next month or so lol.. them crooked vultures, two door cinema club and tyler, the creator

U - Us The Duo was such a fun little show 

V - the vaccines and vampire weekend and valley

W - WRABEL. I have a polaroid from one of his music videos that he sent me hanging on my wall but he hasn’t been in town since I was 16 and all of his shows were 18+ (CRIES).. wallows and WET and the White Stripes (in my dreams)

X - the xx

Y - young the giant

Z - one that I actually don’t have.. lol if you read all of this i’m so sorry it just turned into a post where I cry about everyone I haven’t seen and all my shows that have been cancelled or rescheduled.. also realizing how broke i’m going to be if I see everyone on this list.. but how worth it will be! 

not tagging anyone in particular.. just anyone who wants to do it!

[klance-or-die]

Thanks for your request! I was so excited to start this that I finished it! This is the best power writing I’ve done it a long time! I hope you enjoy!

(Reminder: solid blue means current prompt, hollow blue means done already)

Word Count: 2.5k

Warnings: violence, blood, torture, near-death, begging

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As Lance was dragged down the cold metal hallway by two galra sentries, he only had one thing on his mind: escape. His head pounded with every patterned step the galra machines took. It made him almost grateful for the black cloth tied too-tightly to his head. On one hand, it was blocking the harsh purple light from attacking his sensitive pupils. But, on the other hand, it kept him from using his surroundings to form an epic-sneaky-cool-ninja plan so amazing it would knock Keith’s socks off.

Not escaping was not an option for Lance. Lance could call himself the team’s sharpshooter all he wants, but he isn’t a fool or delusional. Lance knew he didn’t stand a chance with her. Her empty laughter echoing in the back of his mind. As the sentries turned another corner, Lance could feel his chances of escape slipping away the same Keith’s hand had hours earlier.

Lance twisted his head towards what he thinks is the galra soldiers who are dragging him by his left arm. “Listen, buddy, if you don’t let me go, there will be a price to pay. Not sure if you can afford it.” Lance turned to face the soldier with his right arm. “My teammates are on their way right now, and when they do-” Lance doesn’t realize they pass through a doorway.

“They’ll what, red paladin?” A chilling voice asks, making Lance’s blood run cold.

Lance forces his shoulders back. “They’ll break me out of this dump and-”

The voice lets out a sharp laugh before cutting him off. “No one is coming to save you, little one.” Her frozen, boney hand ghosted over his greasy hair. “Forget any idea of the damsel being saved, you’re my thing to play with now.”

Lance tries to ignore how his throat starts to close up. If he can’t see her than he doesn’t have to worry about her noticing some stray tears. “You don’t know anything about my friends.” He spits back.

The woman simply laughs again. “You’re are mistaken, little paladin.” She laughs again. “I know all about the pitiful paladins of Voltron.” Her hand trails his chin, sharp nails nicking the end.

Lance pulls his face away from her grip harshly. She grunts in anger before pulling her hand back and slapping him, hard. His face jerks from the force, surely bruising his tanned skin, and he accidentally bites his tongue. He holds back a groan and swallows the metallic taste in his mouth.

“I know of the strong but broken former Black Paladin, The Champion. I played with him for over a deca-pheob. But, I’m sure you already knew all about that.”Her voice is slow, like molasses coming out of the glass jar, but the edge is as sharp as ever.

For a moment, a buzz hit’s Lance’s ears, and the air feels as if it’s been electrified. Then it hit Lance, starting at his left shoulder. The hot purple lightning made lance’s muscles stiffen and contract all at the same time. Lance convulsed harshly on the ground as the pain engulfed his whole body. Lance’s vision went completely, blinding white and static filled his ears over someone’s screams. After what felt both like less than a second and hours, the electricity stopped.

Lance gulped in the air with a newfound greed. The woman then chose to speak again “I also know of the small but fierce Green Paladin. How sad is it that she is looking for her family. It will be crushed when it hears of the unfortunate fate of her family. Such a formidable opponent will be brought to its knees by the sight of their family’s corpses.” Lance would gasp then if he could control his breathing at all.

Then the lightning is back and somehow it is so much worse than before. It feels as if every one of Lance’s very cells is being crippled with this sick electricity. The static is louder in his ears like a broken radio is blasting in the room. The white that floods his vision is even brighter, even more blinding. Apart of himself that Lance ignores is screaming to dive into the white static, to let it carry him away.

Lance slumps to the ground when the lightning stops again. The woman continues.

“I know of the large but cowardly Yellow Paladin. You’d think a creature with that amount of raw strength wouldn’t be so useless.” The woman chuckled coldly before returning to lance’s torture.

The more the lightning burned Lance’s skin, the more it felt like lance’s brain was frying. He couldn’t think over the roar of static in his ears. The white hurting his eyes worse than acid. The woman would stop electrifying Lance for a moment, just for a moment’s breath. Then she would return to it quickly. Lance wanted to fall over the edge, to lose himself completely from the pain. But something held him back.

“What about the beautiful new Blue Paladin. Such a cheap replacement for her pitiful father. So naive make her make her world’s only hope a group of children of a native species. Stupidity is genetic.” She growls out, tugging Lance’s face of the ground for a moment. She drops him just as fast when his saliva dripping down his chin touches her. “Disgusting.”

Lance can smell his skin, connected to the metal handcuffs, burning off. His muscles ache and burn from the spasms. The static is excruciating and the bright white continues to blind him. He feels a wetness in his armor but is in too much pain to comprehend why.

The woman tsked in a patronizing sweet but gravelly voice. “Now what would the brave and beautiful Black Paladin think of you wetting yourself? What would he think that the sight of you?” Lance’s wet cheeks burn from the shame of the idea of Keith, his Keith, seeing him like this. “What would he say at how weak you are? The former red paladin must be so ashamed to have someone so pathetic to be the current Red Paladin.” Lance feels his tears dampening the black cloth.

With no warning, the thick cloth is pulled off his face and bright purple lights flood his vision. Lance closes his eyes tightly to try and escape the lights but the woman growls at him. “Open your eyes, you pathetic animal.” She pulls his head up harshly, nails sinking into his soft flesh.

The second time he opens his eyes, Lance sees her. Haggar, Head Druid of the galra empire. Their most powerful and evil foe. She has a cold, dead look in her yellow eyes. Her grin was twisted like dead vines across her face.

“Beg, little creature.” Her voice is like venom.

Lance tries to pull his head from her grip, but she holds on, her rough brown ropes blocking the room from his view. She twists his face to the side of him before he settles on a screen beside her. He gasps at what he sees.

Their on the galra’s screen was his team. Pidge and Hunk were crying and gripping each other. The Princess was standing at attention, her fists clenched at her sides. The tears streaming down her face despite her best efforts to be strong. Shiro and Coran were out of sight, no doubt trying to help in the background. Most surprising of all, was Keith. Keith was standing in the center, closest to the screen. His knuckles were gripping the sides of the video console, Lance thinks the metal is dented from the force. Tears threatened to fall from his purple eyes. God, he has such beautiful eyes. Beautiful, beautiful eyes.

The witch digs her nails further into his skin. “I told you to beg. Beg me not to kill you right here, right now with your friend watching.” Lance chokes on air, not caring as her nails slashed the delicate skin across his cheek.

His team only goes in an uproar from panic, Keith screams at the screen, eyes searching Lance’s face frantically. No sounds fills the room to Lance’s dismay. Lance feels panic fill his own lungs, forcing him into action.

“Please,” He starts, trying to look at the witch. “Please, don’t do this! You-You, don’t have to do this. Please, a Dios, por favor, don’t. Don’t make them watch!” His chest heaves with sobs. “Don’t make them watch, please! Please!” Lance begs, shame pooling in his gut.

The witch laughs in a frenzy. “Tell them, creature. Tell them your last confession before I cut open your throat.” Lance freezes at her wording. “That’s right, little paladin, I can see how your feel for the pretty one. Your pathetic little feelings are easy to read. As easy as child galra read battle reports.” Keith freezes on screen, staring like a petrified animal.

Lance forgets the tears streaming down his bleeding face. He forgets the aching muscles or the burnt skin. He stares into Keith’s desperate eyes and lets out a soul-crushing sob. “Keith, I-” Lance stops himself.

The witch laughs louder. “That’s it, little one. That’s it, go on and say it.” She twists his arm, straining his shoulder.

Lance lets out a cry of pain. “Keith, I remember! I remember the bonding moment! I’m sorry, I remember and I always remembered and I couldn’t say anything. Keith. Keith.” Lance can’t get himself to say it. Of all the times and places and ways, he never imagined he would say it like this.

“So sad,” The witch strokes his hair in false comfort. “To see love end in such a tragic and painful way.” She twists her fingers in Lance’s hair and tugs hard. “Say goodbye, little one.”

Keith continues to scream on the other end, but no sounds reach Lance’s ears. Lance shuts his eyes tightly, not wanting to see Keith see this. After a moment, nothing happens and the witch cackles. When Lance opens his eyes, the screen is black.

“I’m not done with you little one. I have plans for you. Keep these two occupied while I’m gone. You are such fun to play with.” Her cold laughter followed her out of the room.

The two soldiers who had dragged him there suddenly reappeared. Their smiles were sickening. Every crack of their knuckles made Lance’s stomach flip. Out of nowhere, one of the galra kicked him in the stomach. The force of the kick making him dry heave. A nasty mixture of blood, drool and tears pools under his head.

The two soldiers don’t slow their beating, no matter how loud Lance screams and begs them too. All hopes of keeping his dignity were out the window when he dealt with that much pain. Lance doesn’t know if he heard or felt his ribs cracking more. Everything blurred together. Lance almost wishes for the static to return. At least then he has a distraction from how much he hurts. He does wish that someone was there, that someone could just make it stop.

Lance was too occupied with his thoughts and pain to notice the ship quake from the force of a hit. He was too occupied to notice the sounds of gunshots and yelling from galra soldiers. He does, however, notice when the soldiers beating him suddenly stop. He hears the sounds of swords clashing and hears the garbled yells of someone he thinks is familiar. Suddenly that stops too and it’s finally quiet.

A quiet gasp, broken even, comes from next to him. “Lance?” It asks almost silently like it couldn’t tell if he was real.

Lance cracks his swollen eyes open. Hovering next to him, hands almost touching his chest, was Keith. Keith with the beautiful, beautiful eyes.

Keith springs into action again. “Oh god, Lance. I’m sorry. I’m so, so sorry. I shouldn’t have let go. I’m so sorry.” Keith cradles Lance on his knees like he’s made of glass. Lance thinks he might be.

Sorry. Keith kept repeating the word over and over. Flowed out of his mouth like a fountain of water. Sorry. Lance wanted to tell him to stop, that it wasn’t his fault. Two full galra would always be stronger than one half-galra. It wasn’t Keith’s fault when the soldiers ripped him from his grasp and dragged him into a different ship. God, he hoped Keith knew that.

Lance coughed, trying to get the words out. “It’s not… It’s not your fault. Keith… Keith I-” Lance tries to get it out but Keith stops him.

“Stop it,” Tears are streaming down Keith’s pale cheeks. Beautiful eyes. “You don’t get to say it now. Tell me when we’re off this ship. Tell me when you’re okay.” Don’t tell me when you’re dying.

Lance smiles softly, ignoring the dried blood on his cheek flaking off. “You’re always cradling me. I always wanted to get a turn.”

Keith laughs through the tears. “I’m going to hold you to that.” Keith puts a finger to his ear before looking back down at Lance. “Hunk is coming, Lance, you’re going to be okay. Just hold on till he gets here.” Keith brushes some of Lance's hair away from his forehead. Lance wishes he would keep doing it.

Lance feels his eyes drooping shut and dreads what it means. He wouldn’t make it that long and he knew it. “Keith, I… Keith.” He tries to get out, but the darkness is too powerful. Not even Keith frantic sobbing keeps him from drifting off into the black.

When Lance awakens again, he feels cold. He feels really cold, it cuts through him to the bone. For a moment, all there is is the cold. But then something gives, a swosh meets his ears, and then he’s falling. Before the ground can meet him, arms wrap around him. Lance’s heavy and gritty eyes snap open. Keith lifts him up and onto his feet, not taking his wide eyes off him. Lance stares back, a smile spreading across his face.

“Always saving me, huh, Samurai.” Lance says, voice hoarse from either his screaming or his time in the pod.

This triggers Keith out of his frozen shock. He pulls lance into a tight hug. “God, Lance,” Lance’s stomach clenches at his heartbroken voice. “I thought I lost you. You scared the shit out of me.”

Lance ignores his burning eyes. “I’m okay, Keith. You saved me, okay. I’m okay.” Lance hugs Keith back, just as tight.

Lance and Keith continue to clutch onto each other, too scared to let go. Eventually, Keith holds lance out from him, looking directly into his eyes. “Lance, I love you. I didn’t say it back and I was scared you’d die and I didn’t get to say it. I love you, Lance McClain. I love you so much I think it’ll crush me.” Tears drip down Keith’s cheeks slowly.

Lance smiles, not caring for his own wet cheeks. “God, Keith, I love you too. I love you so much. I wanted to say it. I love you so much.” Lance pulls Keith into a tight embrace lowering them to the floor.

The couple sits in silence. They held each other tightly against the healing pod. Neither ready to let go of the other and face the universe. They just wanted to be with the other.

Everything else was unimportant.

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