#(even worse! my 3 favourites all have a fucking lion on the team)
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fic rec friday 58
hello and welcome to fic rec friday! where, on friday, i rec five of my favourite fics.
The Value of a Moment by @a-fools-errand
When Lance’s previously obsolete skills in language suddenly become very useful, he finds himself wondering why aliens can’t account for the fact that humans, particularly him, need sleep and would prefer linear timelines.
(Or: an Arrival AU because I love that movie)
yall OBSESSED does not begin to cover it. i have never read a fic where lance was so goddamn cool. and in like. the insanest of ways?? like of course lance is a polyglot but THIS....this is a whole new level. i havent even finished it fully yet but like god this thing is so fucking cool. if ur looking for a longfic stop looking
2. Rest Stop by @flaming-potato-arsonarson
Lance wasn't like the rest of the world.
And he had never had a loving mother tell him it made him stronger for it. So he told himself, gathering up his courage and grit to face a world of winged humanity, when he, in fact, has no wings and turns into a mermaid instead.
A world that wants him to die.
So he'd keep this secret like a knife in his boot, a sharp weapon until he died on his own terms. Not because of who he was.
Except, Team Voltron isn't so sure why Lance is all rough edges and sharp points about showing off his wings. Or acting like a member of the Flock in general. It's clear he cares for them, but he's never shown an intimate part of him.
Until he has to.
oh god this has gotta be one of my CLASSIC fics. read it a few dozen times. i read it right when it came out, six ish years ago (goddamn), i can remember curling up in my old bunk bad and eating this up as the hours ticked by. i was HOOKED. my jaw was dropped my eyes were glued. could not get enough. if youre looking for mermaid lance with a twist....brother this is it
3. Looking for Rain by @thewriter2
Like most things, it starts with the little things: his smile, his confidence, his talent. Eventually, all these little things add up to one big thing that threatens to crash over them like a heavy rain. But, maybe that wouldn't be a bad thing.
Maybe something beautiful would come from it.
A 5+1 (really a 10+1) of Lance and Keith falling in love.
oh god guys..... @thewriter2 knows how to fucking haunt you. if a 10+1 (!!) isnt enough for you, i want you to know this line has been echoing in my head since i first read: "He looks at you like you’re a storm and he’s a desert desperate to drown." UM??? EXCUSE ME???? SIMILE OF ALL TIME ACTUALLY???? keith being so so visibly obviously in love with lance is my actual roman empire shit never leaves my mind
4. Astronauts by @thewriter2
When they entered the Blue Lion, Keith was Lance’s rival--the person Lance was working so hard to surpass. But slowly, Lance found himself thinking of Keith less as a rival and more as something close to a friend. So of course, Lance’s traitor of a heart decided that it would be Lance’s kind of friend that it would fall in love with.
tags to sell you: "keith is a dork but lance loves him anyway" (dorky keith my beloved), "hunk is an a+ friend" (yes he is), "lance is a lovesick fool" (yeah), and "allura is older sister goals" yes yes YES you get it. and like....while keith pov is my favourite to write by far, lances pov as he realises he is in love....that will always hold such a special special place in my heart
5. his own worth by frogsterz
In the middle of the conversation, Lance stops talking and no one notices. It’s not like he had been leading the conversation, for he hadn’t been, but somehow the fact that his lack of input or opinion isn’t noticed tightens the grip loneliness has on his heart. He looks down at his food, his face burning, his throat tightening up.
now usually anything but team as family isnt my deal. im not big on classic langst. but keith as a knight in shining armour.....what can i say i am weak willed. deeply. also " It’s what made it worse. I miss home and I miss being held and the rain, and I loved you. I thought you hated me." got me so bad got me WEAK like i have never recovered from that line and i doubt i ever will
that’s it for today!! i’ll see y’all back next friday for the next fic rec post!!!
#sorry its so late in the night!! i was finishing a submission for an anthology :D and lots of buses today#including literally the busiest bus ive ever been on in my life i was second last to board and they turned people away#vld#voltron#lance#lance mcclain#langst#klance#klangst#keith angst#keith#keith kogane#hunk & lance#team as family#soft klance#mer lance#mermaid lance#polyglot lance#bamf lance#fic rec#FRF#fic rec friday#longpost
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Gold Rush
Part 5 of We Dance Together Now
An O’Knutzy au where Leo and Logan are still playing for the Lions, but Finn is a musician/grad student they met by chance on a roadie to Montreal.
Here are the first few parts!
Part 1 - Jingle Bell Rock
Part 2 - This City
Part 3 - Shut Up and Drive
Part 4 - Wicked Game
I also stuck this up on AO3, my username there is the same :)
These beautiful characters and their world belong to the incredible @lumosinlove ! Her work is amazing, and I’m so happy to get to play with some of the people and places she’s created <3
The song that Finn is singing in this chapter is Gold Rush, by Taylor Swift. And it’s the song that inspired this entire fic :):)
I imagined Finn playing it like the version by Travis Atreo! (If you haven’t listened to that you should :) )
I hope you like it!!!
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Logan
It was too early the next morning, or maybe too late from the night before, when Logan finally gave up on the idea of sleep. The sun was just starting to peak over the horizon when stole out onto the balcony, closing the door softly behind him and leaning against it. He stayed there for a moment, still and quiet in the pre-dawn chill, and let the fresh air wash over him. He let his eyes close and breathed in deep- once, twice, three times.
It was better, being out here. He always felt more grounded, more like himself, outside. He pushed away from the door and wandered over to the patio chair in the corner, out of sight from anyone who might wander into the living room.
He wasn’t sure how to talk to the other two after last night. He had been off all night, he knew. Having Finn there to watch them play, seeing Leo get hit on the ice, making it to the play-offs… it had already been a lot. And then that moment in Cap’s kitchen…
He slid down in his chair, scrubbing his face with his palms as he tried unsuccessfully to block out the memory of Finn’s eyes on his, of Leo’s chest flush against his back.
What he should have done was leave with Dumo when he’d offered. But no, of course he wouldn’t do the sensible thing. He had to be cocky and assume he could keep it under control, when clearly he was an idiot who didn’t know what control meant. And by the time he figured that out it had been too late and he had no good excuse to uber back home without making it obvious that he didn’t want to be around them.
So instead he had just walked home with Finn and Leo, like they had planned. And when they had finally gotten inside, just the three of them, alone in the dark apartment, Logan had promptly panicked and bolted off to his room with hardly a word. Clearly the sign of a man with his shit together.
Plus, to add insult to injury, shutting himself in his room hadn’t even helped. In fact, it had made it worse. Because all he had to do was look around to see that the room had clearly been put together for him. It had happened gradually when he had started spending nights there. First, the sheets had been replaced with new ones in his favourite colour after a slightly drunk and very passionate argument with Finn about the importance of having favourite colours (Finn was in favour. Logan was not. At least not out loud. But Finn had figured it out anyway). Then a container of the Tiger Balm he was constantly rubbing on his legs had appeared on his nightstand after a stretch of home games. There were always two towels waiting for him, after Finn had caught him scrounging around the linen closet for an extra one evening. There was a water bottle on his dresser, a phone charger plugged in next to it. He had clothes in the drawers and an extra pillow to hug while he slept—Leo must have shared that detail.
His toothbrush was in the bathroom, his favourite snacks were always in the fridge and a spare blanket had made a new home on the couch for when he inevitably got cold while the other two overheated. He’d had more than one pair of very fluffy socks thrown at his head when Finn caught him shoving his toes between the couch cushions to keep warm, and those socks were sitting on the end of his bed even now. Everything he needed to be comfortable, Finn had provided, without ever saying a word about it.
It had surprised Logan at first, how thoughtful Finn was underneath all that chaos. How observant. Him and Leo were similar that way. They were similar in a lot of ways, actually, and it both warmed and twisted Logan’s heart to watch as the two of them grew closer.
Last night, as he had closed his bedroom door behind him and took it all in, it was the twisting that took over. That room had felt like a safe haven for him for the past four months, but now everything in it reminded him of what he could never have. And so he had just laid there, on top of the blankets, staring at the ceiling and trying to will himself to sleep.
The balcony door creaked open again as the sun finally broke away from the skyline, and Logan didn’t have to look over to know it was Leo.
His tall silhouette moved forward to lean his forearms on the balcony railing. He didn’t look at Logan either, but Logan knew he had come out to keep him company. Just like he had last night. Logan tried not to read too much into it. It was just who Leo was. If Finn was the master of creating a comfortable space, Leo was the master of joining you in it.
It was something Logan was kind of jealous of. He was always fucking up when people needed support- joking when he should be serious, and being serious when they needed distracting. But Leo always got it right. He always knew when someone was having a bad day, and he’d show up with exactly what you needed. A cup of tea, the channel changed to your favourite show. A closed door and a quiet warning to others to give you space. He always knew when to ask about it and when to let you sit with it, or when to sit with you in it. Everyone loved him for it. Logan loved him for it. Which was half of the reason he was out here hiding in the first place.
Not that it had worked, because apparently Leo also had a knack for finding people when nobody else even knew they were hiding. Logan had closed his door when he came out. Leo shouldn’t have known he wasn’t still sleeping. He let his head roll to look at Leo’s profile against the morning sun.
“How did you know I wasn’t in my room?”
Leo turned to look back at him with a kind smile and shrugged. “I know you find peace outside. I figured you would rather be here than there right now.”
Logan wasn’t sure what he had been expecting exactly, but it certainly wasn’t that. He just blinked back at Leo for a few moments, trying to formulate a response, and thanked the universe when the door slid open again, distracting them both. Finn stepped out with coffee and a tentative smile, handing steaming mugs to Leo and Logan before sitting down next to them and turning to look out over the early morning cityscape.
The three of them stayed there together in awkward silence, watching the city over the balcony railing. Logan was almost reminded of the night they had done the same thing in Ilvermorny, standing shoulder to shoulder at the railing and looking out over the moonlit ocean. But this was different. Because this time, for the first time since the day they had met, nothing about their silence was comfortable. And for the first time since the day they had met, nobody knew how to break it. And Logan knew it was his fault.
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Finn
Leo and Logan left for their team meeting at 7am, and Finn hadn’t sat still since. His mind was racing, his pulse pounding in his own ears. Everything was wrong, and it was his fault, and he had no idea how to fix it.
He should have known it from the moment he stepped foot in the arena. If he was being honest with himself, he should have known it as soon as he agreed to come to the game. Half of the reason he had avoided it for all this time was because he knew that seeing the boys in their element like that would be difficult to resist.
But he hadn’t expected the way that game would crack him open. He had felt exposed from the instant he saw them on the ice, and if he had been smart, he would have left the party early. Faked a headache. Blamed a school assignment. But he hadn’t been able to bring himself to walk away from them. Instead, he had let his heart overrule his brain, and predictably, he had gotten hurt. And now he was regretting it with every fibre of his being, as the memory kept replaying in his mind.
Last night, he had left the dance floor to go and get a drink. And when he tried to go back out, he had caught sight of Logan, right where he had left him on the edge of the room. And that had stopped him in his tracks.
Because instead of the scheming look Finn had expected to see, Logan’s face had been a stormy expression of pure longing. It had taken Finn less than a second to follow his gaze to where Leo stood, love clear in his concerned eyes as they roamed over Logan’s face.
Finn’s stomach had plunged through the floor even as he looked away. He’d turned on the spot and strode back into the kitchen, pressing his back against the wall and facing resolutely away from the living room, trying to breathe deep and settle the spinning in his head.
He should have expected it. He had noticed it before- the flickering glances and fleeting expressions between them. He had brushed off every one of those instances as just his imagination, and then they had all come back to him in that moment. His brain had felt like it was fighting itself- half of it warm with the thought of them together, the other half cold with the thought of never being with them himself. He’d shut his eyes, trying to block it all out. And then Natalie had come to his rescue. He replayed their conversation in his mind.
“Finn? You ok?”
Her voice cut through the sounds of the party still going on around him.
He’d opened his eyes to see her looking up at him from beside the door, a concerned look on her face. He quickly schooled his face into what he hoped was a convincing smile.
“Ya, of course. Just had one drink too many I think. I need some more water.”
She looked unconvinced, but smiled back anyway and reached out a hand for his cup. “That’s where I was headed too. I’ll fill yours up.”
Finn had stayed put while she went over to the sink, feeling guilty for not helping, but not sure he could move at the moment. When Natalie brought back his cup, he’d been surprised to see her lean back next to him instead of heading back out to the party.
“Do you want to talk about it?” She cut to the point in true Natalie fashion, looking straight into his eyes with a genuine kindness that almost made him want to open up.
But he shook his head. “It’s nothing. I’m good.”
She nodded, still holding his eyes. “Ok. But promise me, if you ever need to talk, that you will? It doesn’t have to be to me, but I want you to know that I’m here. And that whatever you say to me, doesn’t go beyond me.”
Finn nodded back with a smile, small but genuine. “I promise.” He meant it.
She took a drink of her water then, looking satisfied. And Finn was beyond grateful for her when she started her next sentence:
“So… you can only listen to one album for the rest of your life. What do you choose?”
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Finn checked the time on microwave. 8:30. It was still early, but it was going to have to do, because he couldn’t handle this on his own anymore. He was going to keep that promise to Natalie sooner than he had expected. He picked up his phone and dialed the familiar number, turning on speaker and dropping it back onto the table.
“Please pick up, please pick up” he muttered to himself as he circled the dining room.
“…hello?” His best friend’s sleep-filled voice filled the room. Finn snatched the phone back up.
Finn: June. Thank God. I’m sorry for waking you up. Are you awake? Can you talk? Do you want me to let you sleep?”
June: Finn? What the fuck. It’s so early. Why do you sound like that? What’s wrong?”
Finn heard her shuffle around in the blankets, heard her whisper to Heather to go back to sleep. Suddenly he realized he didn’t know what to say. How to explain it.
June: Finn? Dude, what’s up??
Finn: I… I just need your help. I don’t know how to do this anymore.
June: What? Do what anymore?
Finn: Be around them, June.
June: Be around who? Finn, you don’t make sense, can you like, start from the beginning? I just woke up.
Finn dropped the phone back to the table and brought his hands up to his hair. This was not working. He squeezed his head for a second, trying to organize his thoughts before he tried again.
Finn: It’s Leo and Logan. I thought I had it under control but then I watched them play hockey last night and then I was completely NOT in control, and then I watched them dance together and that… that hurt. And now everything is completely out of the box and I don’t know how to shove it back in.
June was quiet for a moment, before letting out a sympathetic sigh.
June: Finn…
Finn: I know, June. I know it’s stupid. Just tell me how to fix it. I’m going out of my mind.
June: That’s not what I was going to say.
Finn: … Oh. What were you going to say then?
June: I was going to tell you to not shove it back in the box.
Finn: Excuse me?? Are you still sleeping? That is not what I called you for. You’re supposed to be helping!
June: I am helping. Finn, you clearly care about each other. Everything you’ve told me about them… it’s obvious. So why are you boxing things up? Let love happen.
Finn stopped pacing and stared at the phone incredulously.
Finn: Let love HAPPEN?! June, they are LITERALLY professional athletes! They are gorgeous. Every time we go out they’ve got, like, hordes of girls following them around. You should see them June. They think they’re subtle but they’ll sneak behind them on the dance floor and crash into them just so they can talk to them. So they can touch them. And I can’t even blame them! And they’re always so fucking annoyingly beautiful. It’s like- it’s like a contest for these girls, and I can’t compete. I don’t want to compete. It’s impossible, June. I’m a grad student with a guitar. I stand less than zero chance here. Plus…
Finn cut himself off with a sharp intake of air. He was working himself up nearly to the point of tears, and he was not interested in crying right now. He let out a steadying breath and forced himself to sit down. June waited a second before prodding him gently.
June: Plus what, Finn?
Finn: Plus… I don’t know, June. Last night… you should have seen it. The way they were looking at each other, I just... I think, even if they ever were to be willing to get into a relationship with a guy, one they would have to hide… it would be with each other. Not with me.
June: Ok, well… actually wait, is it Logan or Leo that you’re into?
Finn dropped his face into his hands, digging the heels of his palms into his eyes. This was another thing he wasn’t sure he knew how to deal with.
Finn: That’s… another thing. I don’t- I don’t even know. I. Don’t. Even. Know. Isn’t that insane? How is that even possible?? They’re completely different from one another and I… I know it doesn’t make any sense to be equally into both of them, and I have tried, God, believe me I have tried to turn it off. For both of them. But apparently I can’t, June. Not for either one. So, in all honesty, even if, let’s just go completely hypothetical here for a second, even IF I thought it was a possibility that either of them could be interested back, I couldn’t do it anyway. Because there would always be someone else too.
June: I see…
Finn: I just— UGH! This is insane. This is so stupid. This is the stupidest thing that I’ve ever done. June. Help.
He dropped his head to the table as he felt all the energy drain from him.
Finn: Help me turn it off. Please. I need to turn it off.
He was going to cry. Goddammit. He tilted his head back and stared unblinking at the ceiling, breathing deeply, willing it away. He could hear June on the other end of the line, just waiting, giving him time. After a moment, he continued.
Finn: Why am I like this? Make my feelings go away. I don’t want them.
June’s voice was soft coming through the phone.
June: Yes, you do, Finn. Your heart is what makes you, you. I would never- never- do anything to take it away. You’re the best person I know, and I know this is hard for you right now, but it’s going to work out. I promise. You’ve always got me to talk to when it gets too much, but please don’t ever think it’s better to change who you are.
Finn didn’t think she was right. He was tired of his heart being always on his sleeve. Tired of feeling so vulnerable. Tired of feeling like he was going to implode every time Leo and Logan were near. There was a line he hadn’t known was there that had been crossed last night, and he didn’t know if he could turn back now. If he could go back to pretending. He hated feeling like this, and he hated the tension it was causing between them. But he didn’t want to argue with June right now.
Finn: Ya. You’re right. I’m kind of tired now though, I think I’m going to go back to bed. Thanks for listening, June.
June: Ok… any time.
Finn could hear that she didn’t sound convinced, but she let out a resigned sigh.
June: Seriously, Finn. Call me any time, ok? I’ll pick up, any time of day or night. You know that. And I sent you my flight itinerary right? I’m coming to see you soon. I’ll be there to hug you in person.
Finn: Ya, I got the itinerary.
June: Good. And please don’t forget, I don’t care if these boys are professional bajillionaires, you’re the only Finn O’Hara in the world and they are the ones who are lucky to have you. I love you.
Finn: Love you too, June. I’ll talk to you soon.
Finn hit the End Call button on his phone and just sat still for a moment, unsure if he was feeling better or worse. His eyes locked on a mug on the other side of the table and he pulled it toward himself, hoping it was his coffee from earlier that morning. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be his tea from last night. He sighed. Leo was always making fun of him for leaving half-drank cups of tea all around the apartment and he supposed this was why. It was a very disappointing find.
He dropped his head into his hands and stared straight down at the dull surface of the old tea. The last of its ripples faded away as memories of the past few months started to roll through his mind like a film reel.
He thought of the day they met, up on that stage in Montreal. The trip they had taken to Ilvermorny to watch the stars. The team dinners he’d joined and the club nights they’d danced through. All the times he’d looked out from the stage to see them in crowd at his shows.
He thought back to that first show they had come to in Gryffindor, at the Burrow. The way he had felt when he saw Logan flirting with that girl. He hadn’t ever wanted to feel that way again. He had promised himself that night that he would turn whatever feelings he had for them off, keep it friends only.
And even though he wasn’t perfect, he really thought he had been doing a good job of it. But now, sitting here feeling that exact same feeling amplified a thousand times, he knew that he had never turned anything off. That that hope had stayed there, growing in the back of his mind whether he’d been willing to admit it or not. And last night had exposed it. And now that Finn knew, like really knew, that what he hoped for would never be, it was coming back around to crush him.
Finn tried to shake the thought away, tilting his head back to get some air. He was getting in his head, and he knew it. He just needed to catch his breath. He needed to get his thoughts out.
He needed his guitar.
He stood abruptly, grabbing the mug from in front of him and dumping it in the sink on his way out of the kitchen. For his entire life, music had been the way that Finn worked through his feelings. No matter what tangled mess was crowding his mind, pulling at the heart he could not for the life of him keep off of his sleeve, music calmed him. It brought him back to earth, centered him and let him start again. So now, just like he had done a million times before, Finn sat on the edge of his bed, closed his eyes, and let his emotions bleed out through the strings of his guitar.
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Leo
That afternoon, Leo let himself into the apartment quietly. Finn hadn’t responded to his messages letting him know that Coach had let them go early, and Leo thought maybe he was napping after the late night and early morning they’d had.
He screwed up his face at the thought of their morning. Leo had hoped that sleep would help with whatever weird tension had appeared between them last night, but it seemed to have done the opposite. In the bright morning light, everything had seemed even more awkward, and they had spent the morning like strangers- unsure of how to act or what to say. It hadn’t stayed in the apartment either. Leo had shared an Uber with Logan to the arena, and Lo hadn’t looked at him a single time. He had also, impressively, managed to avoid him for nearly the entire day despite being in pretty close quarters in the locker room. But Leo had finally cornered him for a few seconds on their way out the door. Just long enough to make sure he was still planning to come to Finn’s show tonight. He was anxious for them to work through whatever this mess was. And Logan had, in the end, agreed to come, so Leo hoped that meant he wanted to as well.
For now, though, Leo just wanted to make some tea and retreat to his bed to sort through his own thoughts. Last night had messed with his head too. Knowing Finn had been at the game, watching, and then the excitement of the win. He’d been on an adrenaline high, and then watching Finn and Logan doing… whatever that had been in the kitchen. That had hurt. He’d tried to act normal, but he wasn’t sure he’d done a very good job.
He was pretty sure that what he had seen between the two of them was what was up with Logan as well, but he wasn’t sure about Finn. He’d been weird even before that, from the time they’d met up after the game.
He dropped his keys on the table beside the door, and was just about to head to the kitchen for his tea when he heard the sounds of Finn’s guitar coming from down the hall, quietly playing a song he didn’t recognize. His interest piqued immediately—Finn was always singing quietly around the house, but he NEVER played guitar when Leo was home, unless it was to dick around to karaoke songs in the living room. He always rehearsed for shows in the practise rooms on campus, and when he worked on his own stuff at home it was always on the keyboard, with headphones plugged in to stay quiet. He always insisted it was not pleasant to listen to the songwriting process, but Leo was pretty sure he would be happy to listen to Finn play anything for hours if he did it on his guitar. He was good on the keyboard, but the way he played guitar… it was like it was a part of him. Leo could never look away when he picked it up on stage.
On second thought, maybe it was for the best that Finn did refrain from playing around him.
He made his way down to where Finn’s bedroom door was open and leaned quietly against the doorframe. Finn didn’t seem to notice him, and Leo took advantage of the rare moment, being able to study him unseen.
Finn was sitting on the edge of his bed, eyes closed and guitar propped on his knees. His fingers danced along the strings as sunlight filtered into the room, casting shadows below long eyelashes and playing across the freckles Leo loved, high on Finn’s cheekbones. There was never a time when Leo didn’t want to reach out and touch those freckles, let his fingertips trail across Finn’s skin- soft and gentle, connecting the dots. It was a daydream he kept close to his chest, never letting anyone else see.
Leo let himself be lost in that moment, watching, until the boy in front of him started to sing and his admiration turned to awe.
Leo was used to the Finn he saw playing music on stage, at parties, even messing around in their living room. That Finn was always larger than life, full of mischief and chaos, working hard to make sure everyone was having a good time. Leo had assumed that’s what he was always like as a musician.
But here, alone in his room without an audience to entertain, Finn was playing for himself. And Leo realized he’d been wrong. Maybe that was who Finn was as performer, but this- this was Finn as a musician. As an artist. Open, unguarded, his heart in every note. It was utterly captivating. It felt like he was intruding on something private.
The realization that he was intruding on something private, and had been for several minutes longer than he should have been, finally snapped Leo out of it. He cleared his throat just as Finn started to sing a little louder.
“What must it be like to grow up that beautif—” Finn turned his head at the sound and caught sight of Leo in the doorway. He slammed his palm down on the strings as his voice cut out, ending all of the sound in the room at once. He jumped up, eyes going wide as he stood, his body tense. Leo lifted his hands in a show of peace, and watched Finn let out a relieved huff, relaxing as he realized who was there.
“Jesus, Leo. Dude. Once again: learn to make noise when you enter a space. You’re going to give me a heart attack one of these days.” Finn’s tone was joking, but Leo noticed his smile didn’t quite reach his eyes.
“I’m sorry.” Leo suddenly realized he was nervous, a feeling he wasn’t used to around Finn. “I didn’t mean to interrupt you. I tried to message you, Coach let us go early, I know you weren’t expecting me back yet…”
“It’s ok.” Finn stepped in when Leo trailed off. “I didn’t have my phone. And you never have to be sorry about coming home, ok? Just… try not to scare me when you do?”
Leo huffed out a small laugh at that, relieved that Finn didn’t appear to be upset with him. “I didn’t mean to. I just didn’t recognize the song you were playing. I wanted to come and see what it was. Are you practising for tonight?”
He watched the long lines of Finn’s throat as he swallowed before answering- a nervous tick of his that Leo had picked up on.
“Oh. Um, no, it’s not for tonight. It’s a… it’s a new one.”
“You wrote it?”
“Ya. I did.”
Leo considered Finn for a second before asking, “… Can I listen?”
Finn hesitated, starting to look uncomfortable as he shifted the guitar across his chest.
Leo immediately regretted the request, worried he had crossed a boundary. He had heard Finn play original music at shows, but this was his personal space, and he had just waltzed in and invaded it. He tried to backtrack. “Oh my god, I’m sorry Finn, I shouldn’t have asked that. I didn’t mean to make you—”
Finn cut him off. “No, no, you didn’t do anything wrong. It’s ok.” He looked up at Leo, a new spark in his expression. “I want to play it for you.”
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Finn
This was his opportunity. He could play the song and either Leo would recognize it was about them or he wouldn’t. He would be upset by it or he wouldn’t. All he knew for certain was that he couldn’t keep it to himself anymore. He wasn’t deluding himself, he knew it wouldn’t work out. He had realized that last night. Reaffirmed it this morning. And he was aware that it didn’t make any sense, the feelings he had for the two of them, but he was so tired of bottling it up. All he could do was share the best way he knew how and hope they could work through it. They were worth that.
Before he had a chance to talk himself out of it, he cleared his throat and brushed his fingers across the strings. As soon as he played the first notes, the song took over. It always felt like magic, the way the sounds of the guitar wrapped around him, calmed him, pulled him together. He looked down, away from Leo as he started to sing.
“Gleaming, twinkling, eyes like sinking ships on waters, so inviting I almost jump in”
He kept his gaze down as he moved through lyrics he had finished this morning. The words he had pulled out of himself to try and make sense of it all. To tell the story of the past few months with these two incredible, indescribable boys. This first verse was vague enough that if he didn’t already know, Leo wouldn’t guess it was about him.
But the one that followed… Finn forced himself to look up, to connect with that familiar blue-eyed gaze and watch his reaction. There was no way Leo wouldn’t realize what he was singing about now. Memories swirled behind Finn’s eyes as he played.
“What must it be like to grow up that beautiful
With your hair falling into place like dominos”
Dark curls falling over emerald eyes; blonde over cerulean. Finn wanting to reach out and touch so badly that his hands shook.
“I see me padding across, your wooden floors,
With my Eagles t-shirt hanging from the door”
Every time Finn had walked across Leo’s room to take back the shirt that Leo was constantly stealing and leaving hanging on his closet door, where he knew Finn would be able to find it if he ever came looking. He watched as Leo’s small smile turned into a look of recognition.
“At dinner parties, I call you out on your contrarian shit”
The first time Finn had caught on to Logan’s game, at dinner with Talker. The countless times since that he and Leo had called him out for stirring the pot. The grumpy look on Logan’s face when he realized he was caught.
“And the coastal town we wandered around,
Had never seen a love as pure as it”
The day they drove out to Ilvermorny and spent one of the best days of Finn’s life playing tourist and looking at the stars. The burning heat he had felt as Logan flirted with him from the side of the balcony railing. The pull in his heart when he realized how much Leo missed the open skies. He knew now what those feelings meant.
“And then it fades into the gray of my day old tea,
‘Cause you know it could never be.”
This morning, at the table, reliving all of these moments as the hope he had been harbouring slowly slipped away.
Leo’s face was unreadable now, and Finn closed his eyes to the sight as he kept singing.
“Cause I don't like a gold rush, gold rush
I don't like anticipating my face in a red flush
I don't like that anyone would die to feel your touch
Everybody wants you”
Girls lining up, pushing for their chance to make a move on them. The heat crawling up the back of his neck as he fought to not let it get under his skin. He’d told June this morning that he couldn’t compete. That he didn’t want to have to compete.
“Everybody wonders what it would be like to love you
Walk past, quick brush
I don't like slow motion double vision in rose blush”
Watching them touch the boys, running fingers down their arms, laying palms on their chests as they danced by. Pretending that it would turn into something more. His world spinning as he was reminded time and time again that he could never do the same.
“I don't like that falling feels like flying till the bone crush
Everybody wants you
And I don't like a gold rush”
The boys made him better. Everything was so easy when they were together. So good. And that made it so much worse to see the longing in Logan’s eyes when he looked at Leo, to see the love in Leo’s when he smiled at Logan. To watch everybody else want these two boys who so clearly wanted each other.
He slid into the final verse, trying to keep it together as he repeated the first few lines. And then,
“My mind turns your lives into folklore
I can’t dare to dream about you anymore”
There was something there between Leo and Logan. Finn knew he wasn’t imagining it. The vision of their future together had been running through his mind on a loop since last night, and it was perfect. They were perfect, together. He knew that the only thing he could do now was rewrite the ending of this story. Write himself out of it. So, lyrically at least, he had.
“I can’t dare to dream about you anymore.
At dinner parties I won’t call you out on your contrarian shit,
And the coastal town we never found will never see a love as pure as it,
Cause it fades into the gray of my day old tea,
Cause it will never be.”
Finn’s voice cracked on the word never, and he knew he wouldn’t be able to sing the final lines. He forced his hands to finish playing anyway, to give him time to take a few steadying breaths so he could at least look at Leo.
When he’d dragged it out as long as he could, Finn let the final note fade out across the room and sat perfectly still for a few moments. Hoping it would be ok.
When Leo didn’t speak into the quiet, his heart sank. He lifted his head, intending to look at Leo, but his eyes stayed glued to the frets under his fingers. The burst of confidence he had felt when he started the song was a distant memory now.
He tried to laugh, but it sounded fake even to himself. His knees wouldn’t stop bouncing. He needed to break this silence.
“So… ya. Um. I’m sorry. That wasn’t a song that I ever intended for anyone to hear, and…” he stopped as his voice caught in his throat again.
It was quiet for another moment before Leo’s voice, kind and gentle, spoke up.
“I think they should.”
Finn’s heart was pounding in his throat as he heard Leo take a step toward him.
Leo spoke again, softer this time. Cautious. “I think Logan should.”
Finn’s knees finally stopped moving. His entire body froze in place. On a hypothetical level, he had known this was what was going to happen when he decided to play this stupid song. But he always had been better at jumping than at dealing with the fall, and experiencing it was turning out to be much worse than imagining it. It would seem he had failed to factor in how much panic would be involved. What had possessed him to think it was a good idea??
He was suddenly desperate to take it all back.
“Logan?” He croaked out. “No, Logan doesn’t—”
“Finn.” Leo cut him off. He was closer now, standing beside him. “You wrote that song about him. About me. About us.”” Leo’s voice was steady. It wasn’t a question.
Well, fuck. There was no taking it back now. Dealing with the fall it was. He took a deep breath, tried to steel himself for whatever was about to happen, and finally looked up into Leo’s eyes.
His face was still giving nothing away. Which was horrifically unfair because Finn knew that every single thing he was feeling was written across his own. Goddamn goalie face.
Finn whispered then, his voice full of apology. “Leo…”
Leo’s mask finally disappeared.
“Don’t apologize, Finn. Not now. Please.” His expression was suddenly open, vulnerable. Finn wasn’t sure what to do then, so he just pulled his bottom lip between his teeth and sat still, giving Leo the space to make the next move. He took it.
Leo’s eyes flickered between Finn’s, unguarded, and searching- always searching.
He started slowly. “I thought it was just me. I thought I was going crazy—these feelings, I didn’t know what to do with them. I just wanted to pretend it wasn’t there.” He shook his head a little, his gaze shifting away from Finn as he continued.
“I promised myself when I came to Gryffindor that I wouldn’t get attached to anyone. Not anyone on my team or anywhere else. I just wanted to keep my head down and focus on my career. But then…” he paused for a moment, and Finn could see him debating how to proceed. All of a sudden he turned those ocean blue eyes back on Finn, and the look in them made Finn forget how to breathe.
“But then there was Logan… and then there was you, and I just… I don’t know.”
Finn’s heart skipped several beats as he blinked up at Leo. He had long suspected Leo’s feelings for Logan, had almost expected that confession, but…
“Wait. Me?” His voice was laced with confusion.
Leo nodded back.
“Ya. You.” he breathed out. He looked away then, his cheeks flushed and confidence faltering as he continued.
“But I thought… you and Logan. I see how you watch each other. I saw the way he looked at you last night. Oh my God, Finn, the way he was looking at you last night. I knew he had feelings for you and I never thought… I thought I would just have to back away and watch the two of you.”
What? Finn’s head was reeling.
“Leo… Logan. I’ve been watching how he looks at you, Leo. That’s what the whole song…” he stopped, not sure he was making sense. But Leo was nodding.
“I know that now. Now that I’ve heard you sing that, I know.” He smiled reassuringly at Finn, then leaned against the windowsill as his expression turned hesitant. Finn watched some kind of internal debate play out over his features before Leo connected their gaze once more.
“Finn, in your song, you said you don’t dare to dream about us anymore. That it could never be.”
Finn nodded slowly. He had written that this morning. When he thought he needed to back away. Now though… something had sparked inside him as he listened to Leo speak.
“And maybe... maybe you’re right. Maybe it never can be, the way you were thinking about it before. The way I was thinking about it before. It’s impossible, to feel this way about two people.”
Finn felt the spark go out. He was familiar with this moment. Too familiar. He pushed the flickering reminders of his first years in Gryffindor back out of his mind. He didn’t need them to know he was about to be let down gently.
But Leo’s voice was shaky, nervous as he continued. “But maybe—maybe if I stopped dreaming about you separately. If WE start dreaming about us together, all three of us. Maybe… maybe then it could be.”
That… was not what he had expected.
Finn felt something connect inside of him as he considered Leo’s words. It felt right. He looked up at the boy beside him, usually so calm and collected, now looking just as freaked out and vulnerable as he felt.
Finn felt a surge of protectiveness over him. Leo had put himself on the line here, for Finn. So that Finn wouldn’t be out there alone. He knew how big of a risk that was for Leo, with the job he had and the scrutiny it came with. If Leo was willing to take that risk, Finn knew he would do whatever it took to make it worth it.
“Yes.” His voice cracked. He tried again. “Yes.”
Leo looked at him carefully, searching, Finn knew, for confirmation that he meant what he was saying. “Are you sure?”
Finn’s mind was still reeling, but the one thing he felt sure of right now, was this. “I’m sure.”
Leo quirked up one side of his mouth then, his smile warming up the room like the sun peaking out from the clouds. “Ok.”
“Ok.” Finn repeated, starting to smile back. “So, what do we do next?”
Leo’s expression turned serious again. “I think next, we need to talk to Logan. When he gets here. But right now,” he took a step toward Finn, “do you think you could put down your guitar?”
Finn looked down at the instrument he now realized he was clutching to himself like a lifeline. He pulled it over his head and slowly set it down on the bed behind him. Leo held out a hand, his eyes cautious as he watched Finn grab his wrist and stand up.
The two boys were face to face then, and Finn slowly let his fingers slide to twine between the taller boy’s. He had touched Leo hundreds of times before, been closer to him even on the first day they met. But this- the feeling of Leo’s calloused palm against his own, of his thumb tracing gentle circles across his knuckles- was something completely new.
He watched as Leo looked down at their connected hands and used the grip to pull Finn closer, until Finn could feel the heat from his body coming through his shirt. Finn wondered vaguely if Leo could feel the way his own heart was beating through his skin. His eyes traveled up to lock onto Leo’s. He would never get over Leo’s eyes. They were so blue, like the ocean in the sunlight. So inviting.
Those eyes flickered back and forth across Finn’s face, and Finn let Leo be the one to voice what he was sure they were both thinking.
“Finn.” His voice was a whisper.
“Ya?” Finn replied just as softly.
“Will you kiss me?”
Finn’s skin erupted in goosebumps as he felt Leo’s other hand slide gently across the back of his neck. He didn’t know if he even had a heartbeat anymore.
He brought his own hand up, tracing his fingertips delicately under Leo’s jaw and running a thumb along his cheekbone, before tangling his fingers into his hair and pulling him the rest of the way forward.
“Yes.” He was barely able to breathe the word out before their lips met in an impossible kiss.
Finn’s whole body was electrified. He leaned in closer and felt Leo do the same, tilting their heads in unison. Finn felt himself slipping away, his brain drowning out everything but the feel of Leo under his fingertips, against his lips, nothing but Leo’s name running through his mind.
Until another name joined it. Logan. Finn took the moment to slowly pull back from Leo, who was panting slightly as he leaned his forehead against Finn’s, his hands coming up to trace lightly along Finn’s cheekbones. Finn opened his eyes to look at the beautiful man in front of him and said, simply, “Logan.”
Leo nodded, not letting go of Finn. “He’ll be here in a few hours. We’ll talk to him?”
Finn just nodded his agreement, closing his eyes again and moving to rest his forehead against Leo’s shoulder.
“I should let go of you now,” he murmured, “or I’ll never be able to again.”
Leo chuckled, the sound warm where their bodies were touching. “That doesn’t sound half bad to me.” He ran a hand through Finn’s hair and kissed the top of his head. Finn melted into it. “But you’re right,” he hummed against the red curls, “we need to talk to Logan.”
Reluctantly, they backed apart from one another, keeping their hands laced together.
Finn watched Leo’s chest rise and fall evenly, always so composed. Finn’s heart was still racing through his bones.
“How are you so calm right now?”
Leo laughed at that. “It just looks that way. Believe me, my mind is freaking out right now. I was just kissing one of the most beautiful men I’ve ever known.”
Finn cocked his head, lifting an eyebrow. “One of them?” He teased.
Leo just smiled back softly, meeting Finn’s gaze with affection.
“Yeah”
Finn couldn’t help himself; he leaned into Leo again, wrapping his arm around his waist and resting his head where he could feel the steady rhythm of his heart.
“Hmmm” he hummed, listening. “Logan.”
Leo nodded and rested his chin on top of Finn’s head. “Logan.”
“Let’s make some dinner?” Finn asked after a few seconds.
Leo actually snorted at that, finally breaking the spell that had fallen over the room.
Finn grinned back in response. “Ok fine. Will you make some dinner, and I can finally watch you without pretending that’s not what I’m doing?”
Leo smiled softly, looking surprised at that admission.
“I didn’t know you liked watching me cook.”
It was Finn’s turn to snort. “Leo, I like watching you do everything. But yes, I love watching you cook. You care about it so much. I’m surprised you’ve never caught on to that.”
Leo laughed as he pulled Finn toward the door. “After today, I wouldn’t be surprised to learn that there are a lot of things I’ve been oblivious about. Let’s go. I’ll make you something you like.”
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Recreating a puzzle: A look at Voltron’s Seasons 3 through 7
A few days ago I happened to watch a video recommended to me by YT titled, “How Voltron Became a Tragedy | Part 1: Production.” This video essay, referencing other sources, expounded upon the show’s multiple production issues, but in particular how and why the roles of Shiro and Keith changed as the series progressed. At the end of Season 2, it is pretty much accepted by everyone that Shiro had either died or vanished, leading Keith to reluctantly take up the mantle of Paladin of the Black Lion at the beginning of Season 3, something that had been (weakly, to my mind) set up in the previous season. That was exactly the story the executive producers, Lauren Montgomery and Joaquim Dos Santos, had originally envisioned: Shiro’s death fighting Zarkon during Season 2′s finale would be the catalyst that would push Keith into the leadership position in Season 3.
For better or worse, Shiro had apparently been well received by audiences, so much so that Dreamworks’ executives were banking on him to sell toys (see here). There was only one problem, Shiro was already dead and Season 3 was probably well into production, if not finished already. There was only one thing to be done, Season 3 would’ve to be edited to bring everyone’s favourite space dad back to life. After watching The Sin Squad’s video, I decided to rewatch some of the seasons, starting with Season 3, but looking at them with a more critical eye, and bearing in mind that Shiro would have to be inserted into a season that hadn’t originally accounted for him. I watched up to and including Seasons 6 and 7 to see if I could make sense of... other issues. I wanted to see for myself what the author of the video essay was arguing. In the end, I think I managed to piece together what the original Season 3 was meant to look like and then some.
NOTE: The following is pure speculation on my part. It’s nothing more than a fun mental exercice that I decided to engage on, but I think it’s probably on the right track. I’ll let you, the reader, decide.
Buying time: The new Season 3 of Voltron
It should come as no surprise that with the mandate to resurrect Shiro in a season that no longer featured him and was probably wrapped up or close to, the creators would need to buy some time to effect the necessary changes to the existing episode line-up. I believe this explains why Season 3 went on to have only 7 episodes, as opposed to the standard 13 of previous seasons, as they just didn’t have enough time to work on all 13 episodes. Season 3 was released on August 4th, 2017, while Season 4 was released on October 13th, 2017. While I’m not arguing the creators used these three months to work specifically on Season 4 (I wouldn’t know, but I’m guessing they probably had it wrapped up sometime before), it is probably indicative of the delay caused by the rewrites. This new Season 3, comprised of only 7 episodes, would feature at least one completely new episode designed to re-introduce Shiro, Episode 305 “The Journey.” Furthermore, Episode 306 “Tailing a Comet” would be edited to incorporate Shiro, but the editing would be constrained by preventing Shiro from joining the team on the mission via the Black Lion not recognizing him as her Paladin. After this, we’re only left with one more episode in the new Season 3, and that’s “The Legend Begins,” a story that conveniently focuses on the old Paladins of Voltron and so requires minimum tampering. I cannot say for certain “The Legend Begins” was a new episode, but I’m leaning towards the notion that it was crafted to serve as the new Season 3 finale, as we would only have been through half the season at that point and the previous seasons didn’t have a mid-season finale. But this could only serve as a temporary solution, as Shiro couldn’t possibly be benched for the entire season or else there would’ve been little point in bringing him back. If Shiro had to come back no matter what, then Keith would have to go.
Welcome to the future, Keith.
In Episode 401 “Code of Honor,” we see Keith is now working with the Blade of Marmora on what are supposed to be temporary assignments as he’s still acknowledged by the team as the pilot of the Black Lion. Meanwhile, the rest of Team Voltron are on parade duty, trying to build a coalition to stand against the Galra Empire. This episode always rubbed me the wrong way as it created a friction between Keith and the rest of the team that wasn’t there a few episodes ago. His joining the Blades came out of nowhere and Shiro’s harsh attitude towards Keith (“This isn’t a request, Keith. That’s an order.”) was very much unlike him. While I don’t dismiss the possibility out of hand that some version of this episode may have existed in some form, I agree with others who’ve suggested “Code of Honor” was probably a new episode that was never part of the original Season 3 line-up. Keith had to go and Episode 401 was created to explain away his absence. Out of the remaining 5 episodes of Season 4, the next 2 have minimal Shiro presence, and Episode 404 “The Voltron Show!” adds nothing to the overarching storyline, but it has some nice meta references to executive meddling as The Sin Squad’s video astutely points out. After these, we’re left with the two-parter, “Begin the Blitz” and “A New Defender,” and it’s curious to note Keith only returns in an active role in the latter (he had previously appeared in “Begin the Blitz” standing next to Kolivan on a view screen, but didn’t even talk). However, I can’t help but realize Keith’s actions in the Season 4 finale are largely irrelevant and replaceable, what makes sense as Keith was originally slated to lead Voltron in this strike against the Galra.
Another thing I noticed was that it is Lance who goes into a motivational speech telling Allura how she is “the one who brought everyone together” and how she is “the heart of Voltron,” giving her the confidence she needed to connect with Voltron on a deeper level. I can’t help but think that, with Shiro there, he would’ve been the natural candidate for that kind of talk as that is what leaders are supposed to do, and what Shiro has been known to do in the past. On the other hand, if it wasn’t Shiro but Keith who’s supposed to be there, then the idea of Lance giving the speech makes more sense, as he was also the one who talked Keith into accepting the Black Lion’s decision and taking up the mantle of leadership.
There is another possible take on this scene that I can’t dismiss altogether and that’s been nagging at me ever since I finished piecing this together. It’s possible Keith was originally slated to talk Allura into connecting with Voltron and not Lance, proving he had grown into his leadership role. With Keith gone, there would’ve been no problem reworking the scene to fit Shiro. However, I wonder whether romance had a part to play in this matter. It’s possible the scene was reworked to have Lance talk to Allura instead in order to set up a potential relationship in the future or perhaps to account for one that had already been set up. This might also explain that bizarre scene in Episode 503 where Lance unlocks King Alfor’s bayard... never to be seen again until Season 8. You can see the dangers of trying to reverse-engineer what exactly went on behind the scenes with limited data.
Who was originally supposed to give this speech? Maybe we’ll never know.
The episode ends with Lotor making an eleventh hour appearance to save Voltron (stealing Keith’s thunder). In the end, I think it wouldn’t be too far from the truth to surmise the following from Seasons 3 and 4:
Episodes 301 to 304 were part of the original Season 3 storyline where Keith would slowly grow into his role as leader of Team Voltron while also serving to introduce a new foe, Prince Lotor (who coincidentally has a Voltron-like team of his own and is also half-Galra).
Episode 305 was not part of the original Season 3 storyline, and was crafted as a response to executive pressure to bring back Shiro.
Episode 306 was reworked to feature Shiro but retained the core of an original Season 3 episode.
Episode 307 was probably a new addition to serve as season finale.
Episode 401 was a new episode meant to explain Keith’s absence from the team.
Episodes 402 and 403 were part of the original Season 3 storyline, edited somewhat to change Keith into Shiro.
Episode 404 was definitely a new addition and I posit that it was probably created to comply with a mandatory 13 episode order for each season (I’ll explain why shortly).
Episodes 405 and 406 were part of the original Season 3 storyline, reworked to turn Keith into Shiro, while also giving the new Keith something to do.
If we can agree on the above, then another issue presents itself. If 4 out of the 13 episodes of the original Season 3 are new, then what happened to the original 4? Have they been lost to us forever on the cutting room floor? It would seem like a waste of effort and time that I doubt the creators could afford. I did ponder this for a while and thought it was a futile exercice at first... until I finally asked the right question. What was the real ending of the original Season 3? If new episodes could be created and old ones reworked, there was no reason to believe some couldn’t be reshuffled, so why should we assume that "A New Defender” was always a season finale? And if it wasn’t, well, what was the original ending?
Season 5 and the “lost” Season 3 episodes
I feel this is a natural extension of what The Sin Squad’s video argued so don’t give me too much credit. It was pretty obvious, really. Where else could the original Season 3 finale go but forward into Season 5? On a hunch, because I didn’t recall the exact details of the episode, I checked the 4th episode of Season 5, “Kral Zera.” I skimmed all the way to the end to see if the episode had the makings of a season finale and was rewarded by this...
Fuck me if this isn’t just about a perfect way to end a season that makes you giddy with anticipation.
This was a very good sign, but I had to make sure so I skimmed through the first three episodes of Season 5 as well as a couple after Episode 504. The result was better than I could’ve hoped for. Not only do we see a Shiro that is an asshole to Lance in Episode 503, but we also see him side with Lotor against the rest of Team Voltron, not to mention he had the balls to lend him the black bayard during his fight with Zarkon and also goes against the team’s decision and backs Lotor anyway in his bid for the throne. This is not Shiro, this is not Kuron, this has Keith written all over the place. Only Keith would act so recklessly and impulsively, perhaps conflicted by a kinship with Lotor due to their shared Galra heritage, coupled with his usual desire to settle things quickly and often on his own. Also, if you pay close attention, Shiro stops being an asshole and acting out of character after these first four episodes of Season 5! Last but not least, the focus of the story after Episode 504 shifts to Allura's relationship with Lotor and their work to unlock the secrets of Altean magic, not to mention Keith takes on a more active role than the one he had had up to this point.
And thus we now have a clearer picture of what the original Season 3 was supposed to be about. It was the story of Keith and Lotor, the parallels and differences between two people with shared Galra heritage who had been groomed to become leaders. It was the story of Keith trying to fill the hole left by Shiro as the leader of Voltron and succeeding and failing in equal measure. It was the story of Lotor trying to leave his father’s shadow and ascend to the throne of the Galra Empire the only way he knew how, the Galra way. It was a story that would see new alliances forged to overthrow the old regime and have Keith make a decision that would have lasting repercussions for Voltron and the universe at large. It would’ve been as tight a season as its predecessors had been and this is what I think the season might have looked like at one point:
Episode 301: Changing of the Guard
Episode 302: Red Paladin
Episode 303: The Hunted
Episode 304: Hole in the Sky
Episode 305: Reunion (currently Episode 402)
Episode 306: Tailing a Comet
Episode 307: Black Site (currently Episode 403)
Episode 308: Begin the Blitz (currently Episode 405)
Episode 309: A New Defender (currently Episode 406)
Episode 310: The Prisoner (currently Episode 501)
Episode 311: Blood Duel (currently Episode 502)
Episode 312: Postmortem (currently Episode 503)
Episode 313: Kral Zera (currently Episode 504)
Feel free to rewatch these episodes and draw your own conclusions.
Beyond Season 5: The many returns of Shiro
Having arrived at this point, after more or less successfully restoring Keith from the Shiro/Kuron clone and reconstructing the original structure of Season 3, one feels almost compelled to find more evidence of similar tampering, and therein lies the danger of pushing a theory too far. I watched Seasons 5 and 6, paying close attention to Shiro and Keith to see if either could be replaced, but I’m afraid I didn’t see anything to make me suspect the episodes had been edited in a similar fashion. I am led to believe that the season restructuring that went on behind the scenes bought the creators enough time so that the remaining episodes of Seasons 5 and 6 were built from the ground up to accommodate the change in narrative, namely having Shiro as the leader of Team Voltron while Keith was doing his own thing with the Blades. This is not to say however, that Season 6 wasn’t tampered in any way, shape, or form, but if so, it was done to accommodate other issues in the ongoing narrative of the show.
Introducing Kosmo, the cosmic wolf.
Of particular interest is Kosmo’s impromptu appearance in Episode 602 “Razor’s Edge,” a sort of cosmic wolf that has the unusual ability to teleport and whose design bears a curious resemblance to Shiro, as has been previously noted by @ptw30 here. If memory serves, Kosmo only ever uses this teleport ability during his introduction in Season 6, an ability that would serve a more prominent role in the first half of Season 7. @ptw30 argues that Kosmo is, or was supposed to be at some point, the real Shirogane, who perhaps decided to contact Keith after his failure to warn Lance. On the other hand, there’s another post, which I recently shared, that provides a different spin on the above theory, titled “The Wolf, the Atlas and the Bayard” by @janestrider. @janestrider suggests the wolf was merely added to Season 7, replacing what would’ve originally been Shiro’s role. According to this theory, Shiro would’ve returned as the Black Paladin and would’ve gained teleportation powers for all his troubles.
Initially, I was inclined to side with the theory of the wolf replacing Shiro, but after dwelling on it for a while now, I find myself agreeing with @ptw30′s take on things. Remember, Lauren and Joaquim had originally wanted Keith to lead Team Voltron after Shiro’s “death,” and I they fought hard behind the scenes to make this happen ever since they got the mandate to “bring Shiro back.” Evidently, they eventually got their way as Keith returns in Season 6 to lead Voltron against Lotor, and I doubt Lauren and Joaquim wanted a return to the status quo of Seasons 1 and 2, with Shiro in the chair of Black and Keith in the chair of Red (more on this later). This was their chance to get back on track with their original vision, but that meant wrapping up the Kuron storyline and putting fake Shiro on ice. How did they manage to convince the Dreamworks’ execs to “bend the knee” and bench Shiro? By assuring executives they were already working on his return, and this is where I believe the cosmic wolf comes into play. Be forewarned, from here onwards, I am speculating beyond the realm of what would probably be considered safe. This is just my interpretation and it might be utterly wrong or on the right track but may still not account for everything. Are you up for that? Read on.
To Shiro or not to Shiro, that is the question.
The most egregious culprit that has us all theorizing about tampering in Season 7, is Shiro’s presence, or lack thereof. Let’s be honest, for the first half of Season 7, and save for the flashback-heavy first episode, Shiro has such a minimal impact on the events around him that he might as well have been added to the scenes as an afterthought... or at someone’s request. Let’s look at some of the evidence:
In Episode 703 “The Way Forward,” when Keith takes off to help Acxa it is Lance he turns to to lead the Paladins safely, not Shiro who’s supposedly there and is the most experienced of the bunch when it comes to escaping from the Galra. Shiro just stands there and follows the others. It’s also been observed that Shiro’s helmet is not on the table with the other Paladins’ helmets.
Episode 704′s “The Feud!” is yet another “interlude” episode that doesn’t even feature Shiro.
In Episode 705 “The Ruins,” Shiro doesn’t jump in the hole carved by Allura as the Paladins rush to aid Keith.
In Episode 706 “The Journey Within,” he has one intervention before events eventually sideline him and the story focuses entirely on the bond between Keith, Lance, Hunk, Pidge, and Allura. I think the writers were probably trying to make up for lost time trying to build Keith into the leader he was originally supposed to be (this is echoed later in the season in episodes like “Know Your Enemy,” where he has a rather heart-warming conversation with Hunk).
It is only starting with Episode 709 “Know Your Enemy,” that Shiro’s presence starts to get acknowledged more. I personally think this makes sense for one simple reason: Shiro was not supposed to be there, not conscious anyway. Let’s go back to Season 6 for a bit. After Keith’s duel with the Shiro clone, he places him in a stasis pod, and he’s brought back by Allura in “Defender of All Universes” when she withdraws his consciousness from the Black Lion and places it on the Shiro clone’s body. Shiro’s back everybody! Except he doesn’t appear in the final shot of the season, and he’s immediately back into the stasis pod in the next episode because the clone body is apparently rejecting Shiro’s consciouness. No, this sounds like a rewrite to me. Why would you wake up Shiro in one episode, only to send him to sleep in the next? It doesn’t make sense.
Here’s what I think happened. Lauren and Joaquim introduced Kosmo in Season 6 to pave the way for the real Shiro’s return, probably sometime during Season 7 or after. They apparently made a big deal of not wanting to spoil the wolf’s name and even Keith says in Episode 705, “I figure when he’s ready, he’ll tell me his name.” I figure Kosmo would’ve merged with the Shiro clone’s body somehow, maybe by transforming into his missing arm, kind of similar to what happens in Episode 710 with Earth’s bionic arm and the Altean power source. Maybe the clone regained consciousness and went berserk and Kosmo merged with the clone to bring back Shiro. I don’t know, and I think the writers probably hadn’t nailed the details down either when someone realized Shiro would be absent for a good chunk of Season 7 and, for whatever reason, he needed to have more screentime. Maybe someone thought it was a downer to have Season 6 end with a comatose Shiro and weren’t entirely sold on the cosmic wolf idea. Déjà vu? This presented a problem because several Season 7 episodes were probably well into production and could not be reshot without incurring in signifcant expense and time. The solution? Have Shiro return ahead of time... again. I can only imagine Lauren and Joaquim’s frustration. Their plans had been derailed once by exec interference, and they were about to be derailed again.
Shiro returns... again.
It was too late to remove the wolf, as he had too much screentime and that would imply a lot of work. There was little point in removing him anyway as he would only become Shiro in some potential version of the show that now would never come to pass. The problem wasn’t the wolf, the problem was Shiro, or his lack thereof. I’m not entirely certain to what extent Season 6 was reworked, but I’m inclined to believe the ending to “Defender of All Universes” was altered to have Shiro return earlier by having Allura perform the consciousness transfer. There, the gang was all back together now and you had a happy ending to Season 6. What would the original Season 6 ending would’ve been? I’m not sure, but lately I have been musing if some episodes from Season 7 could not have been part of the original Season 6 ending. In particular, it’s possible that, after defeating Lotor, the Paladins would’ve been captured by his lieutenants (Episode 702), only to be saved by Acxa who would inform them three years had passed (Episode 703). With the lions depleted, Shiro in stasis, and having gotten a taste of how the universe had changed (for the worse) in Voltron’s absence, it would’ve provided a nice cliffhanger ending for the season, if perhaps a tad depressing. Of course, it’s equally possible that these episodes were always meant to be in Season 7 and I’m woefully wrong.
This was only the beginning, as Shiro would’ve to be added into several of Season 7′s episodes. You could get away with the idea of the clone rejecting his consciousness for an episode (and even then they included lots of flashbacks of his relationship with Keith, not to mention that silly and tone-deaf Yalmor adventure), maybe waste some time with passenger arrangements, and throw in something like “The Feud!” to make the gaps less noticeable. I honestly don’t know the extent to which Season 7 was reworked to hide Shiro’s absence. I don’t think “The Last Stand” two-parter was specifically created to account for this, as I believe that’s a story Lauren and Joaquim probably wanted to tell to set up their Macross dreams. I also believe we can affirm, with a relative degree of certainty, that there’s a before and after marked by “The Last Stand” two-parter. Before this interlude, Shiro has minimal impact in the story, but he definitely has a more prominent role after. And here’s where I want to quote something Lauren and Joaquim said in an interview with Hypable published on August 10th, 2018:
You also had Shiro step into a hugely pivotal role as Captain of the Atlas. Was this a path that you’d always envisaged for him, or was it something that developed as the show progressed?
LM: A little bit of both. There was definitely a version of this show where Shiro was not around at this point.
JDS: There was also a version where Shiro was going to be back to piloting the Black Lion.
LM: Yeah, it’s been through every possible version of the story. Ultimately, when we finally got to where we knew we were going to be able to move forward with Keith as the Black Lion pilot, and still have Shiro in the show, we wanted to pay as much respect to Shiro as we could because he was such an important character. And in a weird way we kind of keep the team together a little bit. Shiro moves on to this other ship, and he has a whole new crew, but he’s fighting alongside his team, these Paladins that he’s basically taught how to be Paladins. And so I think it was just rewarding for us on a happy, warm, fuzzy feeling level. Where he’s there, and he’s got kind of the most bitchin’ ship of all of them.
JDS: You know, that was our big pitch internally, when the executives were saying, “well, how is this going to play out?” They were asking us questions, and we got to have this big meeting where we said, guys, Shiro is going to be Captain of the Atlas. They were like, “okaaaay,” still thinking that it was very much just the Atlas battleship. And we were like, “and the Atlas does something really cool.” They were all in at that point.
And this is where I agree with @janestrider that there was a version of Shiro going back to being the Black Paladin, it’s just that I disagree with where and when it would’ve taken place. I believe Lauren is correct in saying there was a version of the show where Shiro wasn’t around, and that version was the “Kosmo is Shiro” storyline that seeped into some of the earlier Season 7 episodes. I believe Joaquim is also correct in saying there was a version of Shiro going back to piloting the Black Lion, and that version was being considered as a potential alternative while Lauren and Joaquim were trying to convince execs to keep Keith around as the leader, and would probably have taken place after the Paladins arrive on Earth. I also don’t entirely dismiss the possibility that some of the latter Season 7 episodes had to be reworked in the way suggested by @janestrider, replacing Allura with Shiro at the head of the Atlas battleship. This would explain things like why Shiro needed to have that Altean crystal in his arm (so he could interact with the ship in the same way Allura did with the Castle of Lions), or why the Blue Lion (painted Red afterwards) didn’t immediately beckon Lance’s call (in fact, Keith drops a curious line in Episode 710, saying “And Red saved my life numerous times” when the Paladins discuss the idea of calling their lions).
Conclusion
Having arrived at this point, allow me to put an end to my speculatory ramblings, or else I’ll start seeing edits everywhere, if I’m not already. What is the bottom line? I think Shiro’s voice actor, Josh Keaton, put it best, “Shiro’s great at everything but dying,” and that caused problems for Lauren and Joaquim not just once, but twice. As a result of all the behind-the-scenes work to accommodate Shiro, the end product we got was considerably less tight than Seasons 1 and 2 had been, and the battle to rescue Keith from the clutches of corporate meddling left several casualties in the character development department. It’s possible that this had repercussions in Season 8, but I have yet to analyze it with a critical eye. At the end of the day, and like I said at the beginning, this is just a fun mental exercice I decided to indulge in, spurred on by The Sin Squad’s video. Maybe this is what happened, maybe not. Perhaps time will tell, but in the meantime, why not watch a fun video about Shiro bragging about his invincibility? He’s definitely earned it.
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Happy 1D fanworks appreciation day! I thought I would celebrate by sharing my ultimate favourites. So, in no particular order, here we go!
Vanguard by catholicschoolgirl | @catholicschoolgirl --- 40k, Zarry
“But you've been thinking about me,” Harry said. “You've been thinking about me, and now you know that I've been thinking about you. Since before we even met, I've wanted you.”
Zayn smiled wryly, feeling cynical all of a sudden. “And it's that easy?”
Harry nodded. “It should be. People try to make it hard, but I've gotta believe it's that easy. It's everything else about this damn world that's hard.”
This one absolutely destroyed me. It’s set in the 60′s during the Vietnam war. I was completely transported there. Do yourself a favour and have a listen to the fanmix as well. It really adds to the immersion.
there's no fair in farewell by we_are_the_same | @so-why-let-your-voice-be-tamed --- 218k, Larry
When Harry and Louis, two Cupids who have been bringing people together for decades, are tasked with making Soulmates Liam and Zayn fall in love, it proves to be much harder than expected. But maybe, just maybe, that isn’t such a bad thing after all.
This was the first WIP I’ve let myself read in years, and guys, it paid off! I have such a soft spot for it, as I was reading along while it was being posted. Take note that it is complete now! It’s just such an original story. I laughed, I cried, I yelled in capslock. Go read this right now, if you haven’t yet!
Under All Circumstances by lazy_daze | @dazy-laze --- 38k, OT5
When Liam decides to sign up for an online dating website, his main worry is how scary it is to finally have the chance to go out with a boy; he’s definitely not anticipating having to deal with the website glitch that sets him up on a blind date with not just one boy, but four at the same time.
Somehow, the date goes well – so well that the other four convince Liam that they all need to do it again, and for some crazy reason Liam agrees. Maybe it’s because he really likes these loud, ridiculous, frankly gorgeous boys.
But it’s stupid, isn’t it? No matter how good it feels, how much fun Liam has, and how lucky he feels that all these people want to kiss him – five people can’t all go out at the same time. Five-way relationships don’t happen, there’s no way they can all make this work. He’s sure of it.
I can’t emphasize enough how much I love this fic. It’s OT5 with feels, which is one of my favourite things ever, and there is not nearly enough of it in this world.
Walk That Mile by purpledaisy | @daisyharry --- 149k, Larry
Harry stares at him, the line of his jaw standing out scarily. “I wanted to get the most out of this trip so I planned it carefully.” His voice is low and steady and somehow that’s worse than when he was yelling. “So far, you’ve put your sticky fingers on everything I’ve tried to do.”
“Sticky fingers?” Louis repeats, offended. “Are you saying it’s my fault you got stung by a bee? Had you been alone you would have gotten halfway to the Dotty Diner and ran the car off the road because of an allergic reaction, so don’t go blaming me.”
“Polk-A-Dot Drive In,” Harry spits before getting out of the car. He slams the door shut with a deafening reverb and Louis rolls his eyes.
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A Route 66 AU where falling in love was never part of the plan.
Larry roadtrip AU! I can only imagine how much research must have gone into writing something like this. Pair that with a brilliant writing style and amazing characterizations and, holy shit, you’ve got one incredible story!
Little Lion Man by Writcraft | @writsgrimmyblog --- 123k, Tomlinshaw
It’s his final year at Hogwarts, and Louis can’t wait to leave for good. He hates being in Gryffindor and he can’t even enjoy a smoke with the Slytherins now his best mate Zayn’s fucked off to Durmstrang. Louis would be completely miserable if not for WWN and Nick Grimshaw. The same Nick Grimshaw Louis has been listening to for years, ever since Nick’s early days on Potterwatch. As Louis tries to negotiate coming of age, sexuality, first times, homophobia in the wizarding world and his growing feelings for Nick, a new evil emerges which puts Louis and Nick in serious danger. Peace can only last for so long and Louis is about to learn exactly how brave he can be as he finds himself fighting for his life, his friends and everything he’s ever loved.
This author is an absolute legend among the HP community, and I feel so blessed that they gave us this epic coming-of-age freakin novel of a Tomlinshaw fic. Because that’s what it is. A novel. Reading it feels like reading a Harry Potter book, with added smut. Plus, I have such a soft spot for Tomlinshaw. A must read.
Let It Be Lightning by alexenglish | @queerlyalex --- 41k, OT5
Niall Horan made a choice when he enlisted with the Pan Pacific Defense Corps. Leave his family and try to make a difference. He started out as a Jaeger Tech, elbow-deep in the greasy guts of the machines that were supposed to save the world, but here he is, five years later, fresh out of the Ranger Academy with another choice to make:
Assemble a team of Rangers able to pilot two or more Jaegers at any given moment. Interchangeable partnerships, all Drift Compatible with each other. The implications of pulling off this project are astronomical, but at the end of the day, Niall's just worried about how many people are going to end up inside his head.
If you’re looking for a little diversity, look no further! This one features non-binary!harry, trans-male!louis and asexual!liam all in one damn place! And everyone is connected through Niall! I mean, that pushes so many of my buttons, I don’t even know where to start!
you came into my life by disgruntledkittenface | @disgruntledkittenface --- 57k, Larry
They stand around talking for a minute and then Jonathan starts to ramble, “Has there ever been, like, an unrequited gay love story in here? Like a Brokeback Mountain moment where, like, someone just fell in love and they didn’t mean to?”
Louis feels bile rise in his throat as Jonathan’s eyes sparkle, pleading for a yes. He manages to look around and see thoughtful looks on his coworkers’ faces before their heads shake no.
“Not here,” Liam says finally.
When the Queer Eye cast and crew sweep into Louis’ small town and fire station to make over his best friend and coworker Liam, Louis’ carefully constructed walls start to fall down and he has to face his fears – and the only guy he’s ever been able to see a future with.
I’ve talked about this one before, and to be honest, I probably won’t ever stop talking about it. It’s a story about Louis’ inner struggles and the people that give him the courage to finally come out of the closet. Every which way you turn, there’s a character love and adore. I will definitely be reading this one again some time in the near future.
I Only Come Alive Under the Moonlight by remivel | @remivel --- 54k, Lilo
Louis knew he hadn't seen action in months, but this was just the universe making fun of him, he was sure of it. Because when he woke up in the middle of the night, he discovered that his new dog was missing, and standing in its place was a very confused, very fit... and very naked man.
Or a romantic comedy with a furry twist. Liam turns into a dog at night, Louis tries to help him get back to normal-- and ends up falling in love somewhere along the way.
It’s a rom-com, guys! And I actually laughed out loud. Imagine Louis waking up to find a naked Liam in the kitchen. And Liam having no idea how he got there, or even who he is. It’s so fun to join their weird little bubble for a while. I could’ve easily read another 50k words of this.
Replay, Darling by lazy_daze | @dazy-laze --- 1k, Lilo
Really, really schmoopy Lilo 'Replay' fic for which I blame onedirectionundergod and the fact that there can never been enough 'Replay' schmoop. (Or porn - oh man, please - but this is version: schmoop.) Thank you to checkthemargins for the title help! <3
This one really is sickly-sweet, but that’s just how I like ‘em! I know it’s short, but my love for Lilo and the whole replay thing makes it one of my favourites.
Easy As All That (Go Around A Time Or Two) by sunsetmog --- 84k, Lilo
Sometimes the hardest part of growing up is figuring out who you are in the first place.
Or: The one where Liam and Louis only kiss when they're on nights out, when it's secret, when there's no one around to see them. If no one knows you're having a sexuality crisis, that means it isn't happening, right?
Or, or: Liam accidentally turns Louis' world upside down.
A high school sixth form AU.
Lilo having a sexuality crisis! I don’t know what more you need me to say, really. When I think about Lilo, this is the fic I think about.
Heart Skips A Beat by harriet_vane --- 27k, Zarry
Harry always kisses everyone, until he starts something he can't finish. (A university AU in which no one goes to class. I am noticing a trend.)
Harry’s characterization is the whole reason I love this fic so much. He absolutely has no freakin idea how to deal with his crush and goes about it all wrong. It’s endearing as much as it is face-palm inducing.
I Could Paint You By Numbers, and Color You In by YinAndYangOnIce --- 12k, Ziall
based off this thing i wrote, basically Niall has a secret admirer and everyone is an idiot
I prefer my Ziall to be of the fluffy variety and this one does not disappoint! It makes me smile like an absolute idiot, which is why you should read it.
Not Happening by scottmcniceass --- 52k, Ziam
Zayn and Liam are roommates. They hate each other. (Most of the time.)
This was the first Ziam I have ever read and boy did it set the bar high. If you’re into enemies to lovers, as I am, drop everything and read this.
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Allow Me To Introduce Myself
I’m not really good at talking about myself unless prompted, so I’m just snagging a Bio Template and a Questionnaire and filling it out. I might add to it, IDK. I know you’re supposed to be asked these and then answer, but I don’t have any followers, soooo...
BASIC INFORMATION
Full name: Nah. Call me Vitki. It kinda means something like “shaman” in old Norse. Visindi means “knowledge”, which I’m always after. I love learning things.
Pronunciation: “Vit-kee” “Vis-IN-dee”
Nickname(s) or Alias: I haven’t chosen a male name yet, so we’ll stick with Vitki or V.
Gender: FtM. If you have a problem with that, I suggest you move on, or “DNI”, as the kids say.
Species:
Age: 28... I think?
Birthday: 9/24
Sexuality: How do you get the eggplant emoji when you’re on the computer...
Nationality: Idk. I’m a whole jumble of things. I look like your typical white American, though.
Religion: I don’t even know. I think the best way to put it is Atheistic Asataru Shamanism... I’m still figuring myself out.
Place of birth: South Carolina.
Current Resident: Indiana.
Languages: English. I know. I’m mundane and sad. I want to learn another language, though. I just don’t have a way to take classes or anything.
Relationship Status: Married
PHYSICAL APPEARANCE
Height: 5ft 3in
Weight: 180lbs. Yeah, I’m chubby. I don’t have the motivation to do anything about it, though. I do have a goal, btw. I swear I’ll never crack 200lbs.
Hair Colour: Black, usually
Hairstyle: Short, messy
Facial Hairstyle: Clean, right now. I haven’t transitioned, so I really can’t do anything about that.
Eye Colour: Brown
Tattoos: None yet, unfortunately,
Piercings: Ears
HEALTH
Smoker? Nope. Never.
Drinker? RARELY. I can’t really handle the smell of alcohol, so I kind of avoid it unless I feel like I NEED to get a little drunk. Even then, I really only drink Mike’s Hard Lemonade and shit like that.
Recreational Drug User? Which? No. And I would ONLY consider cannabis. First off, though, it’s illegal. I wouldn’t have a problem with it if it was legal, and I do wish it was so cops could focus on shit that needs to be dealt with. Smoking anything just doesn’t appeal to me.
Addictions: None that I can think of.
Allergies: None that I know of.
Any physical ailments/illnesses/disabilities: I am SUPER. FUCKING. BLIND. Without my contacts. And I get worse every year. I’m really terrified of getting so bad that contacts and glasses can’t fix it.
PERSONALITY
Personality:
Likes:
Dislikes:
Fears/phobias:
Talents/skills:
EATING HABITS
Omnivore/Carnivore/Herbivore:
Favourite food(s):
Favourite drink(s):
Disliked food(s):
Disliked drink(s):
HOUSE AND HOME
Favourite type of house/home:
Do you share their home with anyone? Who?
Significant/special belongings:
CAREER
Level of education:
Current job title and description:
FAMILY, FRIENDS AND FOES
Parents names:
Are parents alive or dead?
Still in contact with your parents?
Siblings? Relationship with siblings?
Other Important Relatives:
Partner/Spouse:
Children:
Best Friend:
Other Important Friends:
Pets:
50,000 Questions
1. What’s your favourite colour?
Icy blue. It used to be red, maroon, or terra cotta, but my personality has kind of... calmed down since then, I guess. That doesn’t mean I don’t still get mad, though.
2. What’s your favourite movie?
Forever Lion King. I do really like other movies, but if I had to watch only one for the rest of my life, it would have to be Lion King.
3. What’s your favourite book?
I don’t really have a favourite book. I really like a few different series, though. Harry Potter is a big one, but I really like Guardians of Ga’Hoole as well. I feel like it doesn’t get the recognition it deserves because the movie didn’t give it justice (even if it was really good on its own). I also used to be REALLY in to Warriors, but I’ve kind of resented the Erins ever since the “bad kid atheists” arc. Don’t even get me started on that.
4. What’s your favourite kind of food?
Italian, I think. I’m super, ungodly picky, but I feel like a lot of the food I can eat is used in Italian food a lot.
5. What's your favourite kind of weather?
Storms. Precipitation. Rain, sleet, hail, snow, anything. Also heat storms are nice.
6. What’s your favourite season?
It’s between Autumn and Winter. Really, just the 6 months out of the year that aren’t sweltering hot. I hate heat.
7. Have you ever been in love?
Well, I’m married, so I’d have to say yes.
8. What’s your favourite animal?
Don’t ask me that. It all depends on my mood at the time.
9. Favourite thing about where you live?
It’s a little bigger than a town and a helovalot smaller than a city, but it’s close enough to where the interesting places aren’t a day’s drive away.
10. Have you ever been overseas?
No. The closest I can say is I lived in Hawaii for three years, but that doesn’t really count.
11. What’s your favourite place in the whole world?
Any place that doesn’t have people in it.
12. What’s your favourite kind of music?
I’m not too certain, really. My taste is kind of eclectic. I grew up on country, so of course I hate it now. I like Evanescence, Linkin Park, Five Finger Death Punch, Disturbed, Three Days Grace, Nickleback (I know), Seether, Eminem, Korn, and certain songs from certain bands, but not the band itself. I honestly really love pagan-style bands like Omnia, Faun, and others.
13. Where would you like to visit?
Anywhere in the UK or thereabouts, really. England, Scotland, Ireland, Norway, etc.
14. Biggest fears?
My biggest fears have always been giving birth and having my spine messed with. I’ve done both twice, so I’m good. Mostly I’m just afraid we’re never going to be able to live in our own house, which isn’t the end of the world, really.
15. Do you believe in the paranormal?
I don’t know. There’s things I’d really LIKE to believe in, but once you’re an atheist and a skeptic, it’s REALLY hard to believe in anything that can’t be proven logically.
16. What’s your star sign?
Libra... Or Virgo, if you add that weird 13th zodiac...
17. Favourite sport?
I actually hate sports. But I do respect the old ones like soccer (the rest of the world’s football) and tennis. I don’t follow any team for anything, but if I absolutely had to watch one for the rest of my life, it would probably be UFC or Hockey. They’re just fun to watch.
18. Do you collect anything?
Animal figurines, when I can... There’s other things I’d like to collect, but I don’t have the space or money for them.
19. What’s something that makes you feel all warm and fuzzy inside?
Hot Chocolate, Kittens, Puppies,
20. Do you play any instruments?
Besides the basic recorder, my first instrument I’ve ever played was the French Horn. I don’t know why. After that it was the snare drum, which I enjoyed a lot more. I played a little bit of the drum set when I was in school too. But I really don’t play anything now. I’d like to play the drum set again some day, though.
21. What’s your favourite drink?
Hot Chocolate is good for cooler days, but my other favourites are Cherry Dr. Pepper, Cherry Pepsi, Lemonade, and Raspberry flavored anything.
22. What’s your favourite holiday?
Halloween. Christmas/Yule/Saturnalia/Winter Solstice is a very close second, but I get more excited for Halloween/Samhain than my own birthday, which is a month before it.
23. Do you have any hobbies?
I used to do this thing called drawing. And this other thing... I think it was writing? Sadly, I don’t have time any more to do those things, being a parent and all...
24. Do you prefer day or night?
Night. Forever. I hate the day time. Night is so much quieter.
25. Do you have any bad and/or anxious habits?
I used to pick at my nails, then it was my eyebrows, for some reason. Right now, I’m picking at scabs on my scalp. I need to quit that.
26. What’s your favourite kind of fashion?
IDK. I mostly dress in a t-shirt and jeans. If I had the money, I’d probably buy some badass gothic shit or modern versions of old-timey garb.
27. Do you believe in anything enough to fight for it?
Physically? IDK. I’ve never fought anyone in my life. I mean, I’d rip the spines out of people’s backs if they mess with my kids or anyone I love, but to fight for an idea is different. I guess if it came down to people’s rights being taken away and shit, like if they were to cart my loved ones into a concentration camp, I’d be having something to “say”...
28. Do you have any obsessions?
Frequently
29. How do you deal with stress?
I don’t
30. Do you want children?
I have 2
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Sooo… Coraline AU Pt.2…
Carrying on from the last post. Remember, it's not MY au that I'm getting inspiration from, I saw @parfaitperi 's art for this and I loved it.
Dinner time! Lance’s dad sings the “Twitchy witchy,” song for Lance as food is passed around the table.
Anything edible is snapped up immediately and everything else is their dad’s hard work at making delicious foods they like whilst their mother is sporting a broken neck. And the baby. And a job.
They appreciate his efforts.
Lance is less than impressed at his dad’s flan. Which is more of a puddle of egg, milk and sugar on his plate.
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“Think they’re trying to poison me?” He nudges the doll’s head ‘yes,’ and goes to bed early.
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The one thing he does appreciate about the new house is that he gets a room to himself!
He puts origami animals his sisters made him and the friendship bracelets his brothers made him on his dresser.
He hangs bunting and posters of his favourite baseball team, and keeps a photograph of his friends from the Garrison close to his pillow, on a Mantis photo-frame. (Sorry to demote Hunk and Pidge to such minor roles).
The picture was when they had visited him at Veradero beach in the summer, just before they moved. Pidge had written in the sand, in huge bulking letters, “We’ll miss you, Lancelot!” Hunk had gathered seashells as a border and the two stood soaking wet and grinning in the photo.
Lance touched their faces through the glass. Don’t forget about me, guys.
His blue lion plush layed limp and lifeless on his light blue bedspread. He even managed to plug in a starry night-light to brighten up the room… but it still feels cold and empty.
He prays that nothing comes out of the crack in the ceiling and makes a note to ask one of his siblings to move into his room.
The doll has been left on the chair beside his head and he turns towards it before he sleeps.
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“Goodnight… little me…”
His peaceful rest is short-lived, however, when he hears a soft “t-t-t-t-t-t,” just underneath him.
Raising himself up from the pillow, he checks under his bed for any monsters or ghouls that may be disrupting him.
A mouse is, instead, what he is greeted with, and he gives chase to it downstairs and into the living room, because why not?
The mouse manages to escape Lance’s clutches through a crack in the door’s wall.
Lance slowly opens it and instead of finding a brick wall, he finds a whimsical, swirling tunnel leading towards a light.
He crawls through and pushed past the door into…
The same living room.
However, there are differences. The painting of a boy with white hair is no longer miserable, but he seems much happier, smiling.(Lotor).
Not only that, but there is a delicious smell in the air!
Lance follows it, and he hears a soft humming sound as he walks towards the kitchen.
Lance sees his mother, diligently cooking away, no neck brace to be seen.
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“Mom? What are you doing here in the middle of the night?”
His 'mother’ turns to him, and he is face to face with emotionless, soulless black buttons in place of eyes.
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“You’re just in time for supper, dear!”
“You’re not my mother. My mom doesn’t have b-b-buh-”
“B-b-b-buttons? Do you like them?” She taps one with a smooth black nail, leaving a crisp ringing in Lance’s ears. “I’m your other-mother, silly!”
"Other... Mother?"
"Yes! Now, go tell your other - father that supper's ready. He's in his study." She lifts a golden chicken out of the oven and hums a merry tune. When she sees that Lance hasn't moved, she chuckles slightly.
"Well, go on!"
Understandably, Lance is both terrified and confused. Whilst in shock, he somehow manages to make his way to where he knows his real father’s study would be.
He passes his brothers and sisters, all with black buttons for eyes. They mostly ignore him and head straight for dinner.
He enters his “father’s” study, and sees him hunched over a small piano.
Then he swings around to face Lance.
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“Helloo Lancey Lance. Wanna hear my new song?”
His dad doesn’t even seem fazed at the dorky nickname only Lance uses... for himself.
The “Coraline Song” is sung, but instead the lyrics change to suit Lance. (I can’t think of good ones right now, give me a break!)
Dinner ensues and it’s as loud and homey and as delicious as Lance remembers it before they moved.
No worries about his mom’s neck or her job, or if they can afford the baby.
He doesn’t need to worry about a new school he’ll be going to.
He doesn’t need to worry about the prospect of his eldest sister leaving the home for university
Instead, he can just watch his twin brothers fight over a chicken drumstick and two of his three sisters talk about whatever they cared for.
Save for the... eyes of his family, he almost felt at ease.
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“This is absolutely delicious!” Lance’s cheeks were practically bursting, filled with chicken, potatoes and even vegetables.
“Have you tried the flan yet?” Other mother stifled a giggle behind her smooth, porcelain hands and watched as Lance shook his head and attempted to swallow the food.
He managed, not without being slightly berated and told to, “Swallow, for goodness sake!” by his loving eldest sister.
“Well, here comes the Flan-Tran!” Lance sees the train of food weave between bowls and gravy-boats before reaching his seat, gently lowering a soft, creamy looking dessert in front of him. Of course he dug in!
“Anything else, dear?” Her voice was warm. If he just closed his eyes (or avoided hers entirely) Lance could pretend that this was his mother. But he couldn’t pretend that he had yet to see her take a piece of food for herself.
“I’m really thirsty…”
“Of course!” Within an instant, her fingers snapped and the beautiful crystal chandelier came down. “Any preferance?”
Lance was slightly stunned by the sudden freedom of choice, and the ease everyone seemed to feel with it. He saw his brother give himself a mango milkshake.
That was just… wrong.
“…lemonade?” Of course, his request was fulfilled, and the chandelier stopped spinning just in front of him. Tentatively, he poured himself a glass. With ice, of course.
Once Lance had finished drinking, his plate was replaced with a smooth, white cake, reading "welcome home!" in red lettering.
His family crowded around him and watched him stare at the cake in wonder.
At this point, Lance starts to freak out.
When his other-mother says that they’ve been waiting for him, he decides to nope the fuck out.
Other-mother stops him from saying anything and suggests a family game of hide and seek. Her hands begin to tap excitedly against the wooden table-top.
Outside, a crack of thunder and a flash of lightning fill the sky.
As much as he loves rain, Lance isn’t nearly as excited.
He tries to go home but he’s ushered upstairs to his bedroom. Or at least, a version of his bedroom.
The origami animals are alive and running around, his blue lion plushie roars and purrs when he brushes his hand against it and the room is painted and clean, with plants and stars hanging everywhere! (Imagine a room from @elentori-art 's Klance stuff)
The best part would have to be the fact that his pictures could speak and move!
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“Pidge??! Hunk?!” Lance practically screamed at the photo frame.
“Damn Lance, you look even worse, if that’s possible. What, can you function less than usual when we’re not around?” Pidge laughs, cheekily kicks water at Hunk and Lance’s heart soars.
“God, I never thought I’d be happy to hear another insult from Pidgeon! You’re both gonna visit soon, right?”
“We’re already here with you, Lance.” Hunk’s eyes soften as he upturns a bucket of seawater onto Pidge’s head.
'Yup! We're with you in good ol’ Or-i-gene!“
Lance is then laid into bed, with both of his other - parents and all of his other-siblings gathered around him.
Before he lays down properly, his other mother spreads some soft, black mud over his poison oak. If he looked carefully, Lance thought he could see some gold or shiny substance in the mud.
Lance slept relatively soundly, after that.
Next morning, he wakes to the bleak and cold room he thought he had left behind. If only for a small moment.
However, one thing that definitely isn’t the same, would be the poison oak.
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"It’s gone! My poison oak, it’s gone!”
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Fun fun fun~
Pt.1 ~ Pt.3 ~ Pt.4 ~ Pt.5 (coming soon)
#vld#vld shitposts#voltron legendary defender#klance#cryptid hunting keith#there's going to be cryptic hunting keith#keith kogane#hunk garrett#pidge gunderson#katie holt#takahashi shirogane#allura#coran#coraline au#my only contribution to this fandom#swearing#cursing#cuban lance#coraline!au
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surpriseeeee i haven’t done 2 more tags!! dia @heartsalmighty tagged me in a 21 (? i mean it’s called 20 questions but there are 21 lol) question tag and marlon @lovelybenny tagged me in a 39 question tag so i guess this is like ...a 59 (60??) question tag kinda... thank you so much dia and marlon for tagging me !! sorry i took so long xD
name: april
nickname: what can you even do with my name lol
zodiac: libra babyyyy
height: 5′2″ rip i’m so short xD
orientation: 100% no clue, i was thinking maybe bi or pan but now i’m like just...confused
nationality: american, but i was born in china
favorite fruit: bananas !!! i feel like no one likes bananas but i love them haha (strawberries and peaches are a close second though)
favorite season: fall probably, but i kinda like spring into summer (i like summer bc no school lol)
favorite book: nineteen minutes by jodi picoult
favorite flower: i don’t really have one? daisies are cute though ^-^
favorite scent: like... the scent of food tbh
favorite color: rEDDDD
favorite animal: pandas
coffee, tea, or hot chocolate: neither really, i don’t like hot drinks
average hours of sleep: not enough lol
favorite fictional characters: so many... claire temple is my #1 forever and ever though <3
number of blankets you sleep with: 1
dream trip: south korea :P what a surprise (more places in asia in general though, like indonesia, philippines, singapore...)
blog created: december 2014, it’s been 2 years already wow!
number of followers: 591 (why ?? couldn’t tell you)
are you named after someone? april from the comic “for better or for worse” bc in case you didn’t know i was born in october soooo
when was the last time you cried? when i went to see lion bc oh my god idk if it’s just bc it’s like personally kinda relatable to me or something else but i couldn’t stop it was so bad
do you like your handwriting? some days haha
what is your favourite lunch meat? chipotle chicken ^-^
do you have kids? nopeeee i want some later though!
if you were another person, would you be friends with you? probably not lol i think i’m really annoying xD depends on who i was though
do you use sarcasm? what do you think :P
do you still have your tonsils? yep!
would you bungee jump? no omg i’d probably throw up or pass out mid air oh my lord
what is your favourite kind of cereal? cherrios !!! i also like crispix and grape nuts though
do you untie your shoes when you take them off? nope lol i just slip them off
do you think you’re a strong person? physically no, i can literally lift nothing, but like emotionally ...potentially ? i’m doing alright in life so far
what is your favourite ice cream? BANANAAAA but only from my local ice cream store haha also coffee as a more general thing (but the one from my local ice cream store is the best imo)
what is the first thing you notice about people? hair probably
what is the least favourite physical thing you like about yourself? so many things to choose from lol
what colour pants and shoes are you wearing now? navy gym shorts w/ lavender accents & light grey socks w/ pink accents
what are you listening to right now? my kpop playlist, what else xD (specifically rhythm ta by iKON, what a fucking song)
if you were a crayon, what colour would you be? oh gosh idk maybe like some wacky lime green color haha
favourite smell? oh whoops i already answered this one ummm yeah still food lol
who was the last person you spoke to on the phone? my mom
favourite sport to watch? wait actually i really like watching sports xD especially in the olympics !! my favs are soccer (like at all times tbh, i used to play soccer so i actually understand it lol and fun fact i’ve decided my fav team is fc barcelona but i can’t tell you anything about them), swimming, synchronized diving (and normal diving but specifically synchro), gymnastics (rhythmic & artistic + acro omg yes acro is so cool)
hair colour? super super dark brown
eye colour? dark brown too lol
do you wear contacts? nopeee i’m too scared to touch my eye haha (i have glasses though, i can’t see for shit)
favourite food to eat? chicken in any form but also potato chips and ice cream (and bananas lol at all times)
scary movies or comedy? comedy bc i love to laugh & also i’m so easily scared xD
last movie you watched? ummm i tried rewatching the hannah montana movie but i couldn’t do it lol i never realized how unrealistic everything was ??? like she definitely should have been able to get into her own concert lol and people dEFINITELY would have figured out who she was ?? the security was so bad ?? anyways lol i think before that it was probably i am not your negro which was really good
what colour shirt are you wearing? a white shirt that’s like a lil pink bc i wore it for holi last week and most of the color came out but not all of it
summer or winter? summer bc no school lol
hugs or kisses? hugs <3
what book are you currently reading? we just finished gatsby for english (what a wild ride omg) and i’m supposed to be starting small great things (by jodi) for my english final
who do you miss right now? my friends from 3rd grade, they’re from japan and they came here for like 9 months but then they had to move back :( i haven’t actually seen them in person since march of 2009 which is really crazy but i’ve emailed them this whole time and tbh idk why we don’t like text or anything lol there have been so many technological advancements i should get on that xD
what is on your mouse pad? i don’t use one with my laptop but i have one for my desktop with a happy kitty playing in a field ^-^
what is the last tv program you watched? that episode of the office where dwight sets the fire xD
what is the best sound? i like the sound of like typing keys but not the new or old apple keyboards, like the microsoft ones ? the sound effect they use in commercials when someone’s typing
rolling stones or the beatles? the beatles forever and ever, they’re like almost as big a part of my childhood as the sound of music was
what is the furthest you have ever traveled? china haha
do you have a special talent? not really lol i can move my pinky toe super far from the rest of my toes with both feet though xD
where were you born? xiangyin, hunan, china
that took me way too long lol but okay ummm i’m gonna tag ejay @thriftmom, hanna @copyplier & amy @foureyedvisual (no worries if you don’t wanna!) + anyone who wants to !!
#my tags#a mess as usual but what's new in my life#can i just say like#highlight is so good#also flight log arrival is a bomb ass album pls go listen
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28-38 hoe
Thank you bish <3
28. Opinion on Geoff?
Since Geoff got sober and took his sabatical he became one the best content creators for AH. Like he was still great before but seeing him relaxed and happy and healthy and able to open up and be such an emotional spokesperson in their worst times, ugh I love the man. The most recent Off Topic sums up who Geoff is and how honest he is and how can you not love the OG
29. Opinion on Jack?
low-key favourite because he’s so loving and warm and sweet and kind and probably the best out-and-out human being at rooster teeth. His charity stuff, his stance on hate and especially sexism or racism is golden and he’s so quick to adopt the others. Pappa Jack the mother goose
30. Opinion on Ryan?
Daddy Ryan is my favourite and you can never take him away from me. No one man should have the power of big dad energy and big dick energy in the same package. His gimmick of being the mad king is my favourite of the group too and all his live-action stuff is gold and he missed his calling as an actor at some point
31. Opinion on Gavin?
ABSOLUTE DUMBASS that is also a scientist and is super smart?? sign me the fuck up for that. Like TTT is definitely his best game for sheer dumbassery and fooling around but he takes all the British jokes like a champ and joins in with them and that makes it even better - sometimes I wish he didn’t have so many projects at once so he could be in more videos
32. Opinion on Michael?
Apart from when he’s too loud for my little baby ears, Micoo is perfect in every way. It definitely feels like since he had kids he calmed down and he just seems to genuinely enjoy the group and laughs at their jokes all the time which makes them feel more at ease and Rage Quit needs to come back for more episodes to give him a chance to shout like the old Michael
33. Opinion on Jeremy?
Second favourite after Ryan because he’s just so quick and witty and his website puns are the best thing that happened to AH but also like Jack he’s just a super nice and understanding human being and it shines through. Drunk Jeremy is a different story tho. That dude scares me. The battle buddies are my favourite team though
34. Opinion on Lindsay?
Queen of cats and chaos whats not to love?? Like the hate she gets for being bad at games is stupid and at this point she pretty obviously plays up how bad she is sometimes to make people mad because she loves that shit. But put her in a lets roll or a game where she has the power like Stardew Valley and its glorious fun. They need more Chaos Corner
35. Opinion on Matt?
Matt deserved his move to the main room end of discussion he worked so hard to get into AH and worked so hard once he was there and he has an amazing dynamic in the group so even when they’re ‘bullying’ him you can tell its done in fun and they love him. Needs to see a doctor though dude. That cough aint normal
36. Opinion on Trevor?
Not my favourite but the more I think about the more I realise how important he is because he sort of brings the best out of everyone else. Like Fredo and Jeremy would lose out big time if Trevor wasn’t in videos - also the lion king bit from sky factory is enough to make him awesome. I just wish sometimes he would take a step back in videos and not take over straight away but then he is kinda the boss so
37. Opinion on Alfredo?
Up and down with Fredy-Do because if he doesn’t like the game they’re playing he tends to not be great but then he always has some great moment in each video, no video is ever worse for having The Sauce in it. Also him and Trevor are such a good team
38. Opinion on Fiona?
LIL MARSHMALLOW CHILD THAT NEEDS PROTECTING AND LOVING we love our gay queen Po. The last few weeks especially she’s been slaying it in videos and the Off Topic proved how smart and thoughtful she is but also how much she deserves to be in AH and long may she reign
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1-154 all of them!! Because I want to know everything!! what the heck! I love you, have a lovely night :)
LMAO ANON YOU CRAZY I LOVE YOU THOUGH THANK YOU HAHA
(lol I’m working my way through them, it’s not quite done yet. ANON YOU BETTER SEE THIS LOL)
1. Full nameSonia Fan (that’s it, no middle name)
2. Zodiac signleo
3. 3 Fears bugs, the ocean, being alone/forgotten/left behind
4. 3 things I lovepuppies, tacos, traveling
5. 4 turns onsnice eyes, a good sense of humor, being open-minded, nicely kept hair (particularly the swooped up style that hector used to have)
6. 4 turns offs lack of communication, unfaithfulness, racism/general offensive behavior/lack of understanding of others, poor taste in sports teams lmao
7. My best friend my roommate!
8. Sexual orientationstraight
9. My best first datelol ok well this might sound confusing but I’ve never really officially dated anyone (to me this means officially bf/gf), but I’ve gone on a nice date on valentine’s day and the relationship didn’t end up being weird even though it didn’t work out… we just went to the movies and dinner
11. What do I miss
LONDON, all the places I’ve traveled mostly… OOH, the animes I finished recently because I need them to come back RIGHT NOW
12. What time were I born
I actually don’t remember…
13 Favourite colour purple
14. Do I have a crush
hm, not really, kind of still like the guy I was talking to a while ago but ATM it’s best I just focus on myself
15. Favourite quote
this isn’t necessarily my favorite, but one I’ve always remembered and liked is “the past is in the past, let it fucking GO”
16. Favourite place
london, hands down, can you tell?
18. Do I use sarcasm
hahaha oh boy do I ever I’ve been sarcastic since day 1
19. What am I listening to right now
irl nothing lol
20. First thing I notice in new person
their smile, how they carry themselves
21. Shoe size
teeny tiny, 5-5 ½, sometimes a 6
22. Eye colour
brown
23. Hair colour
dark brown
24. Favourite style of clothing
anything in the color black lmao I kid you not. comfy, clean but cute and stylish I guess, I’m pretty basic tbh
25. Ever done a prank call?
noooo
26. What colour of underwear I’m wearing now?
I had to check lmao, white
27. Meaning behind my URL
hector is the (albeit problematic but lovable) OG arsenal fav, he’s not the first reason I looked into arsenal, but he is what hooked me
29. Favourite song
honestly I have a few, my most recent jams have been La Carretera (Prince Royce), Ya Me Enteré (Reik ft. Nicky Jam), Nunca Me Olvides (Yandel), aaand Caroline (Aminé) randomly
lots of latin music since I’ve had the local latin station on a lot lol
30. Favourite band
This Century, Marianas Trench
31. How I feel right now
a little stressed, but doing ok
32. Someone I love
my parents
33. My current relationship status
single, a little confused and sad, but still sort of ready to mingle
34. My relationship with my parents
I get cranky when I stay at home too much these days, but it’s good so far and I love them, I miss them every time I leave. I don’t tell them enough but I’m super thankful for the life they’ve given me, I graduate soon and I know when that happens and I see them I’m going to be emotional
36. Tattoos and piercings?
used to have my ears pierced, no tattoos
Tattoos and piercing i want
one day I’ll probably get my ears pierced again, and I actually do want a few tattoos even though when I was younger I never thought I would. I want some purple flowers on my wrist, and potentially ones involving arizona, where I’m from, maybe my astrological sign or some kind of soul animal, but I’m not sure about those so it’d be a while if I were to get the last two
37. The reason I joined Tumblr
my friend had one and it looked fun lol. and I was just getting into kpop
38. Do I and my last ex hate each other?
um. he’s not even really an ex since we were still figuring things out. but we’re a bit awkward. we’re just both dumb and stubborn tbh
39. Do I ever get “good morning” or “good night ” texts?
i have occasionally
40. Have I ever kissed the last person you texted?
it’s my dad, so kind of yes lol
41. When did I last hold hands?
october…?
42. How long does it take me to get ready in the morning?
if I’m not showering I can get ready in 20 minutes but it’s nothing fancy
43. Have I shaved your legs in the past three days?
yes actually
44. Where am I right now?
my apartment kitchen table
45. If I were drunk & can’t stand, who’s taking care of me?
probably my roommate
46. Do I like my music loud or at a reasonable level?
reasonable
47. Do I live with my Mom and Dad?
not at the moment
48. Am I excited for anything?
my sports classes, nervous-excited for graduation, spring break…
49. Do I have someone of the opposite sex I can tell everything to?
yesss, he is my self-titled gbf actually lol
50. How often do I wear a fake smile?
when I’m working games for my athletics department internship haha, it’s not super forced but I do smile a little harder purposefully
51. When was the last time I hugged someone?
today! some of my fellow senior friends because almost graduating is weird
52. What if the last person I kissed was kissing someone else rightin front of me?
it would be real bad, I’m not good at taking things like that. I’d have to leave, if I was drunk I’d probably cry and potentially throw up. this is only because the last person I kissed I really liked, if it was a person I randomly made out with one time it wouldn’t be that bad
53. Is there anyone I trust even though I should not?
probably the guy I keep talking about in this, he is a good person who can be trusted, I probably just trusted him with too much of me when we both weren’t ready for each other (ew was that too deep I’m sorry lol)
54. What is something I disliked about today?
being too tired to properly read as much for my homework as I had wanted, boo :(
56. What do I think about most?
at the moment, my future, and also the animes I’ve recently watched
57. What’s my strangest talent?
I can lick my elbow and I have super flexible/hyper-extended knees (idk are these even talents lmao)
58. Do I have any strange phobias?
that one where you don’t like tons of tiny holes in things
59. Do I prefer to be behind the camera or in front of it?I’d be lying if I said just behind, but I do like taking pictures since I take pretty good ones, so it’s a little of both. I like attention though so mostly in front haha unless I’m doing dumb things
60. What was the last lie I told?
I said I’d bring in the routes I was supposed to deliver posters to for my internship, but I’m going to making up notes and turning it in to get paid even though I didn’t deliver any, oops
61. Do I prefer talking on the phone or video chatting online?
video chatting, I hate talking on the phone for some reason
62. Do I believe in ghosts? How about aliens?
not really, I’m not against believing in them, I just don’t really think about them much
63. Do I believe in magic?hmmmmmm yes…
64. Do I believe in luck?
yeah, I’d say I do, I believe in fate a little at least
65. What’s the weather like right now?
chilly
66. What was the last book I’ve read?
I recently restarted Soccernomics, but I haven’t had time to read again lately
67. Do I like the smell of gasoline?
not really
68. Do I have any nicknames?
not any that have stuck
69. What was the worst injury I’ve ever had?
I’m a baby, nothing worse than cuts, bruises, scrapes, etc.
70. Do I spend money or save it?
lol I’m not the worst but I’m a spender
71. Can I touch my nose with a tongue?
yes!
72. Is there anything pink in 10 feets from me?
one of my G2 pens
73. Favourite animal?
DOGS ALL THE DOGS, but also otters, lions and foxes, red pandas…
74. What was I doing last night at 12 AM?
watching youtube videos lol
75. What do I think is Satan’s last name is?
um…? no answer? idk
76. What’s a song that always makes me happy when I hear it?
How can you win my heart?
What would I want to be written on my tombstone?
What is my favourite word
My top 5 blogs on tumblr
If the whole world were listening to me right now, what would Isay?
Do I have any relatives in jail?
I accidentally eat some radioactive vegetables. They were good,and what’s even cooler is that they endow me with the super-power of my choice!What is that power?
What would be a question I’d be afraid to tell the truth on?
What is my current desktop picture?
Had sex?
Bought condoms?
Gotten pregnant?
Failed a class?
Kissed a boy?
Kissed a girl?
Have I ever kissed somebody in the rain?
Had job?
Left the house without my wallet?
Bullied someone on the internet?
Had sex in public?
Played on a sports team?
Smoked weed?
Did drugs?
Smoked cigarettes?
Drank alcohol?
Am I a vegetarian/vegan?
Been overweight?
Been underweight?
Been to a wedding?
Been on the computer for 5 hours straight?
Watched TV for 5 hours straight?
Been outside my home country?
Gotten my heart broken?
Been to a professional sports game?
Broken a bone?
Cut myself?
Been to prom?
Been in airplane?
Fly by helicopter?
What concerts have I been to?
Had a crush on someone of the same sex?
Learned another language?
Wore make up?
Lost my virginity before I was 18?
Had oral sex?
Dyed my hair?
Voted in a presidential election?
Rode in an ambulance?
Had a surgery?
Met someone famous?
Stalked someone on a social network?
Peed outside?
Been fishing?
Helped with charity?
Been rejected by a crush?
Broken a mirror?
What do I want for birthday?
How many kids do I want and what will be their names?
Was I named after anyone?
Do I like my handwriting?
What was my favourite toy as a child?
Favourite Tv Show?
Where do I want to live when older?
Play any musical instrument?
One of my scars, how did I get it?
Favourite pizza toping?
Am I afraid of the dark?
Am I afraid of heights?
Have I ever got caught sneaking out or doing anything bad?
Have I ever tried my hardest and then gotten disappointed in theend?
What I’m really bad at
What my greatest achievements are
The meanest thing somebody has ever said to me
What I’d do if I won in a lottery
What do I like about myself
My closest Tumblr friend
Something I fantasise about my ex
Ask me stuff!
#lol I've legit decided I'm not getting anything productive done tonight so I'm going to do them#it'll be under a read more later#anon#sonia speaks
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