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Honestly? If someone who hated water, hated getting wet, hated going to the pool/beach/sailing/scuba diving, hated anything water related, having the ability to control water would probably be a blessing.

Think about it, if you're about to fall into the lake or smth (see: bad friend) you could easily just remove the water. Or use the water to get some dry material to safely get you back on land without getting wet. Or if you're driving late at night next to a body of water and it's dark and you can't see anything and something happens and you start falling into the water. Just. Get the water to get you back on the road or something.

Now imagine an angry Keith who hates water with said abilities.

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Hey guys

I mentioned this in my response to that last ask but classes have started and I’ve been swamped and only now have found time for myself (which I spent writing what it would be like to be married to Varkon...trust me, I’m questioning my life choices as much as you are). To the anon who has sent me that other Varkon ask, I see you, I’m just a little perplexed as to how tf I’m gonna respond to it. Just wanted to let you know I’m still alive (kinda) and I’m getting to you. Thanks for sending me that ask, btw, I really appreciate it! My asks are still open (as are commissions) and I always love opening Tumblr to find I have new asks so please do send me things, I’ll respond to them, just like, give me a bit of time. Please and thank!

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Being married to varkon would include:

Flowers, guests, and family surround you, and you look around and everything is white. White and beautiful; you feel pure and clean, and as you stand on the altar, gazing back at the pair of eyes before yours, you try not to cry as you speak the two binding words: “I do.” Tears end up falling, but only after you’ve finally been kissed by the groom. Your husband.

The rest of the wedding, as well as the reception, goes as planned, and you can’t think of a better moment you’d rather be in except right now. 

You can, however, think of a better moment a couple weeks later, back at your new home you now share with the love of your life, as you’re staring at the boxes you have yet to unpack with disbelief.

“Now what do you suppose we do with this?” You’re pointing at the boxes but you’re looking at your husband, still with that look of disbelief. “There’s two of everything.” You’re not wrong. There’s two of every paladin looking at the both of you from where they lay in the boxes, and the spines with the same titles seem to be taunting you.

Varkon’s not responding, and the longer he takes to formulate an idea, the more you slowly feel irritation rising in you. Just as you’re about to lash out, he points a finger up.

“Why don’t we keep half of these in the office?” At first you’re confused. What office? Your mind then wanders to the small space in the space mall with screens covering the walls.

“You mean at the mall?” He nods vigorously with an excited look on his face, and you can’t help but break out in a smile and laugh.

“I guess we could do that. Good thinking!” With that off your shoulders, you continue to unpack, leaving a few boxes full to fill up the office.

It’s about a week later when Varkon suggests you join him in surveillance. 

“You’d really want me to be there with you? You don’t think I’d be a distraction?” He shakes his head with a smile and reaches a hand out to you.

You find yourself sitting beside Varkon, trying to figure out which screen to focus on.

“How do you know where to find anything? These screens just make things so much more confusing!”

“I’ll let you in on a secret: I never know what’s happening either.” You’re taken aback, and before any negative feelings are able to seep in he begins to laugh. For a minute you sit, dumbfounded, until he finally settles down. “I’m kidding. It’s actually not as confusing as you think.” The next half hour is spent listening to Varkon explain how he does his job, and though at first you think it’s hopeless and you’ll never understand, about halfway through his explaining you find yourself nodding along and actually understanding the information he’s giving you. You can tell he knows you finally understand and you can’t help but smile; his look of glee is so uplifting.

You end up working beside Varkon, and you don’t mind, because you get to spend more time with him now. The work isn’t hard either, not to mention you now get double the income. 

Occasionally Varkon would point at any random person in standing in the screen and he’d make up stories about them, pretending to know why they’re here, and what they’re here for. You listen to his absurd stories, and as he speaks animatedly, you can’t help but think you’ve really married the right person.

Kill me. I’ve been unable to write because of my classes so I’m sorry this took so long but I can’t really say this is what I expected to come back to. I hope you enjoy this piece of trash, anon, I’m gonna fo kms now.

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LANCE'S SOUL LEAVING HIS BODY BECAUSE OF CORAN'S MISCALCULATIONS GIVES ME LIFE

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What the hay Lance Hunk and Pidge are shown as almost the kids of the team and then immediately the scene changes to Keith Allura and Coran looking like the adults they are nah bruh we all know the alteans are the real children here I mean come on they asked a freakin cow to make milk shake for them isn't so nice and politely with sparkles in their eyes you'd be lying if you said that didn't remind you of a kid asking their parents for ice cream

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Omg???? I love everything about the first episode of season 7? That was so wholesome and honestly Shiro waking up to Lance's lanceness is the perfect way to revive from the dead I am on board let's do this

Coran’s excited face when he found the yalmor is e v e r y t h i n g

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I love everything about Romelle and Hunk's banter this is great

Coran’s excited face when he found the yalmor is e v e r y t h i n g

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Romelle is such a fat mood throughout this entire episode

Coran’s excited face when he found the yalmor is e v e r y t h i n g

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Coran's excited face when he found the yalmor is e v e r y t h i n g

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Guess who finally got access to a Netflix account and is watching season 7

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Well damn I'm in where do I sign up

(Thank you for replying!!!!!)

Can I get a detailed description of leakira? I’m suddenly seeing it all over my dash and I’m so c o n f u s e d 

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Can I get a detailed description of leakira? I’m suddenly seeing it all over my dash and I’m so c o n f u s e d 

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Lance: Is being a bottom a recessive trait?

Pidge: Well it sure as hell ain’t a dominant one.

Source

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You ever have that moment where you’re reading something but then you get bored halfway through so you do something else (like scroll through tumblr) but you’re still curious to know what happens in the end of that thing you were reading but you’re physically too lazy to read it but you’re still bored and still scrolling through tumblr yeah that’s me but with writing

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Nightmares

They’re never fun, but every once in a while they pop up. It happens to everyone, and so far there’s no conclusive way to stop them from coming. Sometimes they’re not so bad, and by the time you wake up it actually seems rather silly. But sometimes they hit you where you’re bruised, making you relive your worst fears, or a moment you’d want to erase. You don’t wake up laughing from those ones, and you don’t easily forget.

Hunk has nightmares. Not very much, and not very often. But they do come up, and when they do, they’re always different. Many times they’re silly by the time he’s awake, but on rare occassions he sees his family disappearing, his friends, and all he’s cared for. He doesn’t forget those easily, but he doesn’t show that he has them either.

Pidge’s nightmares occur on the rarest occassions. They are scarce, but they are impactful. It’s always the same ones, rotating as though they were in a line. Kneeling in front of Matt’s tombstone, crying over his death. Arriving on Earth and finding out her father never made it. The same ones, and a few more just like these, replaying in her head over and over again until she wakes up with her sheets crumpled up in her fists and moist from her tears. She’s never loud; she doesn’t wake up screaming her loss. She does talk about them, not all the time, and only to one person, that person changing depending on the dream. They’re hard to recover from, but she does recover.

Coran has very dark nightmares. His cheerful personality doesn’t encounter such dreadful memories so often, but they reoccur more often than they should. They are of war, of the times before he was frozen for so many years. His nightmares aren’t always of hard memories; on occassion, his happy memories of the times when life was peaceful and easy become his nightmares when he wakes up in sorrow, longing to go back to the time that is lost.

Allura dreams of the war too. She dreams of her father, her mother, Zarkon, Haggar, and even Lotor. Her dreams of him are the worst; she wakes up gritting her teeth and her face flushed from anger and wet from tears formed from betrayal. She longs to speak with someone about these dreams, about her feelings, and every so often she reveals a little of herself to Coran, but no more than a few details.

Keith’s nightmares came often. The breaks between them were too little, but maybe that was because of the impatience in him. Sometimes they were of his near sacrifice. Those would always end with Lotor arriving  too late, and the back of his eyes would go black, triggering him upright and awake, drenched in cold sweat and heavy in panting. Other times the moment of his father’s death would play back, making him mourn in his sleep. And even the thought of Shiro’s death haunted him, all the worst case scenarios of what would’ve happened had Allura’s revival of Shiro failed. When they were really bad, the whole team would find out, his screams echoing in the empty halls, raw and full of fear and sorrow.

Shiro’s nightmares of his time as a prisoner in the galra, getting his arm removed, dying, and coming back to life reoccur almost every night. On the few nights he receives rest from his difficult times he back of his eyes are black throughout the whole of the night. Though they are negatively evocative, he makes sure to get them off his chest by revealing them to a few choice people. He always feels relieved after he’s finished, but he’d rather not have them at all.

Lance’s nightmares can not be compared to those of the rest of the team. Lance almost never gets rest from such dreams, his insecurities playing in his mind every night, only heightening them for the worse. He’s always believed himself to be the seventh wheel of the team, having no use and being of no help to the others. Amongst the others, who all have their respective skills to be known for, Lance is convinced he’s the only one who has no place in this world, in helping the universe. So his nightmares attack him with an enactment of such, showing him what would happen had his suspicions come true. Arriving back at Earth only to find out he’s been forgetten there as well, or is known for being foolish and incompetent. He’s even sent back in time on occassion to before his meeting with Keith and Shiro, and the blue lion. He’s sent back to the time of his pilot training at the Garrison, when Iverson would yell at him, reminding him he’s only where he is now because their previous best student is no longer in the class. That he’s only there not because of his own skill but out of sheer luck. Because to Lance, in Lance’s mind, he’ll never be good enough. He’ll never be good enough for anything and he’ll always be below Keith no matter how hard he tries and improves he’ll always be one step behind Keith and his brain never fails to remind him so. But Lance never speaks of these dreams, nor his fears. He remains quiet, and only sobs inaudibly alone in his room, knowing nothing will make these fears go away, and these nightmares will never disappear.

[I’m finna turn this into a whole ass story watch me]

[also I’d like some help with this and this is probably a really not great thing to ask but could you, if youv’e had a nightmare before, lmk how you recovered from it and what it felt like when you woke up from it? And if you’ve told anybody about your nightmares and how they affected you. I’d really appreciate it thanksssss]

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I had this dream last night about Lance and it was weird because the dream started with Lance waking up in a hospital bed and apparently there had been an accident that made him lose his memory but only the things that happened in like the past week (or month maybe it’s a little fuzzy) and somehow he put two and two together and found out that he and Keith had started dating not too long ago but he feels weird about it because his memory was still at the place before he had feelings for Keith (or maybe he just hadn’t realized them yet who knows) and Keith is hurt and everything (and the team lowkey hates Lance because of it which is compltely unfair considering he didn’t forget because he wanted to and the accident he was involved in wasn’t his fault) so they all decide to go on a roadtrip which is kind of confusing because why and how would that resolve anything but you know how dreams are they never make sense and since he’s lowkey being bullied by the team during the trip Lance finds himself crying a lot and for some reason a lot of those times he’s crying he finds comfort in Keith (sometimes he just pulls Keith in for a hug and just cries his eyes out on his shoulder and Keith just kinda comforts him) and by the end of my dream Lance was confessing so long story short I’m turning this into a story (also I’m confused as to why I had this dream at all and I’m also confused as to why I was put into Lance’s perspective throughout the whole thing it was a long journey)

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Day 4 and I still haven’t been able to see season 7