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makeusfreefromthisfandom · 3 years

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just sending some appreciation and good vibes to my people for the new year <3

kisses from me bc you all hold a very special place in my heart 💝

Also veryyy long post ahead I’m sorry I had to include everyone Aakklaksks 😭😭

@ominous-meme 🖤 sabah! You were my very first mutual on here I hope you know that! I can’t even begin on how excited I got when I found out you were a fellow desi girl and I will always appreciate you being there and advising me! <3 I love our street racing au! talks ! I’m glad I have someone to share ideas with <33

@weebsausage 🖤 dude omg!!! 😭😭😭 pls I literally forgot how we became moots I’m so sorry I have a tiny brain 😪 but I think we literally just messaged each other and started talking about free! ANYWAYS TYSM FOR PUTTING ME ON HXH I WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU FOR THAT WTF ITS LIKE MY FAV ANIME EVER I HAVE BECOME HXH TRASH AJSJSJBS ❤️❤️ but other than that thank you for being a really great friend to me and I hope this year is nothing but good things for you <33

@dokifluffs 🖤 you were also one of my first moots on here! I honestly could not believe when you followed me back bc ur like my biggest inspo! 😭 you’re so precious omg I always look forward talking to you and get excited when I see a notif from you still! I hope the new year treats you well and brings good things in your life! Lots of love from me bae 🥰❤️

@syrenblubs 🖤 ah my most relatable person LOL. Omg syren ur my little bestie on here and I’m so glad we’re mutuals! I love our natsuya talks and OML THE C****** RAID! ALSJJSJSJSJJS AND DESI PARENTS AKSJJSNS. Just thank you for always interacting with me even tho I SUCK at responding 😭❤️❤️❤️ ilyyysmmmmmm

@linak 🖤 baby omg where do I even begin. Back when I had literally no one to talk to on here, you would be the one NEVER failing to send me a gm/gn message! You always bring a stupid smile to my face 😭 I’m so freaking glad that we are friends I literally cannot put into words!! Ty for always listening to me and letting me open up to you ❤️ love you always.

@croctears 🖤 vixxx ahhh!!! I’m so glad we became mutuals on this shitty app! You’re one of the highlights of my day and I love talking to you sm 😫 especially if it’s about Sou 😏😏 keep being amazing bae! Kisses mwuah mwuah 😽😽

@xakusa 🖤 Marty bby! 🥰 literally the only person I’m going to share my man natsu with 🙄 our conversations are always so RANDOM and out of nowhereeeee lollll but we also just go along with it and I love that! You are an angel and this year better be giving you what you deserve! Lots of love from my end 😽😽😽 kissies from me and natsuya <3

@cafelixie 🖤 I will keep saying this and I will never stop. YOU!!! ARE!!! THE!!! ACTUAL!!! DEFINITION!!! OF!!! PRECIOUS!!!! Need I say more? You’ve made my day countless times and I always look forward to seeing you in my messages/inbox!! Baby I freaking love you I really don’t know what else to say 😭❤️

@skippyskeppy 🖤 I will never forget the first time we interacted my Kisumi enthusiast 😙🤝 I love it sm whenever I see you pop into my inbox with a random hc about semi semi or Kisumi, Albert now too! You are an amazing person. A really amazing person. I hope you know that ❤️

@keeijiakaashi 🖤 I remember seeing your little comments under my posts before we became moots and OMGGGG YOU ARE SO CUTE AISJJSJSJS ALSO RIN ENTHUSIAST??? YES PLEASE!!! Tysm for always interacting with me and making yourself known as the ultimate sweetest person on my blog! Ilyyyyy ❤️❤️❤️

@animatedarchives 🖤 we have your fellow love of the kirishimas to thank for us becoming moots! You’re so cute soph omg 😫 I love how we literally have brainrots of the same characters LIKE MR GOJO LEECH SATORU!!! GET OUT OF MY HEAD OR PAY RENT!!! Ahh you’re irreplaceable soph! Never fail to make me smile like an idiot <33

@natsuya-enthusiast 🖤 how did we not become moots sooner wtf??? Do yk how alone I felt when I had no one to discuss my obsession of natsu with when I first made this blog 😪 AND THEN I REALIZED U WERE ONE OF MY FIRST FOLLOWERS???? ANYWAYS U ARE THE BIG SIS I NEVER HAD ALWAYS PULLING THROUGH W THAT LIFE ADVICE BAHAHAHA ilysm gaby wtf 😭😡😡😡❤️❤️❤️

@moonlitspring 🖤 do you even realize how happy I got when I realized there was another ACTIVE free! blog 😡😡 ajsjjsjs you are such an amazing writer and PERSON sky!!! You’ve been nothing but the sweetest and I hope we get to interact more this year and share our love of free! together <3

@ayumiko 🖤 laís you are such an angel! I absolutely adore both you and your edits/gifs smmm 🥰 you are so kind and I hope 2021 is also <333

@dalggina 🖤 omg??? YGO bae??? 😤😤 I thought literally everyone had forgotten ab it LOL THEN YOU CAME ALONG ❤️❤️ I’m really glad we interacted precious person! And I hope that you have a great year! ALSO YOU BETTER NOT STRESS YOURSELF OUT TOO MUCH FROM WORK OR IM MANIFESTING MR ATEM TO COME GET YOU 😡

@stormikujo 🖤 omg bby! We haven’t talked in awhile! I hope you are doing well! ❤️❤️❤️ ahhh I’m glad I got you into free otherwise we wouldn’t even have interacted 😫 I love talking to you stormi!! And I hope this year brings great things fro you! Lots of love ❤️❤️❤️

@aj-writes-here 🖤 omg hey girl 😼😼 you’re definitely one of the coolest people I’ve talked to on here for sure! Hope you’ve been enjoying hq and free! Your welcome for putting you on that simp train 😼 anyways, ilysm aj!! I really wish the best for you this year! Stay amazing as you always are, ily!! ❤️❤️

@attackonfics 🖤 wtf 😭😭 I don’t deserve you???? You’ve been nothing but the sweetest to me and also responsible for my unhealthy obsession with mr 5’2 angry gremlin >:(( jkjk but seriously, ty for the food 😌. ANYWAYS QUEEN I HOPE YOUVE BEEN TAKING CARE OF YOURSELF AND TREATING YOURSELF AS!!! YOU!!! SHOULD!!! VIRTUAL HUGS 😽😽 💝

@browsing-my-favourite-fandoms 🖤 Shizen! You are too good for this world! 😭 you are such a genuine person, you deserve nothing but happiness ❤️ I really hope that this year does that for you. I’ll keep checking in from time to time! Ilysm! ❤️

@inum4ki 🖤 sera...please...just invest in a personal guide or smth. Asksksknsjs n e wayzzz seeing you in my inbox is always so much fun! Sousuke really deserves more love and you are bringing it to the table hun 😤😤 also you’re a fellow inumaki enthusiast too??? Yes please. You deserve all the happy things in 2021 <3

@sneezefiction 🖤 Gracie!! I love how easy it is to get along with you! You are truly one of the best people I’ve met on this app and I’ll forever be grateful for our friendship <3 you give off such great vibes all the time omg giving you a huge virtual hug and here’s to more interactions this year! 🥰😽😽😽

@velvetfireworks 🖤 bbyyy!! 🥰 everytime we interact even if it’s not a whole lot, you’re always the sweetest what 😭 I love you and you’re writing so much omggg you are so talented!! I get super excited when I see myself get tagged in one of your stuff 😆 I hope we get to interact more in the future! Have a great New Years ❤️❤️❤️

@a8mine 🖤 stop being so mean to me 😡😡 !!!!!! ig ily anyways tho 🙄 you’re energy is honestly unmatched (in a good way!!) and it’s rare to meet people like that! You’re so funny omg and your random hcs and cursed discourses always have me dying 😭😭 you’re so cool hanna ily 😪✌️ <333

@giorvanna 🖤 ahh rena! Your blog and edits are *chefs kiss* I love our random semi brainrot sessions 🥰🥰 I hope we interact more in the future but in the meantime I’m sending you good vibes and lots of virtual hugs bc you deserve them queen ❤️❤️❤️

@seijohlogy 🖤 hey hey jaestar 🤩🤩 you are such a cool person??? Omg I’m so glad that we’re friends and randomly invade each other’s inboxes 😆 you are so kind! This year better be kind to you too or else 😡😡 I hope that after Ms rona decides to move her ass over, you get to go to Disneyland and take!! Me!!! With!! You!! Love you jae bae ❤️❤️

@prettysetterbaby 🖤 hey sexc 🤩🤩 no idea why you followed me but glad you did bc you are such a sweet and chaotic person!! I loveeeeee <333 I hope we get to interact more bc you are just genuinely such a fun person to interact with! Ilyyy

@datecho 🖤 yet another just genuinely sweet person! The world doesn’t deserve you! You’re so fun to interact with and a hottie??? omg shoto and kags better get off their asses rn and come get you or I will 🤩🤩 ly bae! have a great New Years! ❤️❤️

@miyasangel 🖤 we haven’t interacted much yet but ahaha talking about suna and sending my fanart to you is sm fun! Did I tell you that I also have a wip of Atsumu as a street racer? 😏 have a great year Arden bae! Kisses 😽

@aikk00 🖤 hi hi! We don’t interact on a daily or anything but when we do, omg!!! You are the most easy person to get along with 😭 you have such a good heart along with the talent???omg??? You are UNMATCHED babe! I hope this year brings you many more opportunities! Stay amazing love ❤️ ily and your art very much ❤️ I’m also still very embarrassed from fucking up the credits from last time. I’m so sorry bae 😭❤️❤️

@kurooskult 🖤 ma’am you might as well be the definition of bad bitch 😪🤝 ok but besides that, interacting with you is sm fun??? Like we don’t even have to be moots on your blog to feel just as included and loved! You are such a queen for that! Here’s to more mila x kuroo content in 2021 and he better be doing special for you as he should !!

It’s still the 31st here but THANK YOU ALL FOR MAKING MY COUPLE OF MONTHS ON HERE BEARABLE!!! This sounds like a goodbye post Oml-

I love you all very much. I suck at words, but I hope you know that. ❤️

#precious ppl✨<3 #OK NOW GN IVE BEEN UP FOR TOO LONG

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jensungf · 4 years

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𝐂𝐀𝐓 𝐆𝐎𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐔𝐄? ฅ 𝐥.𝐣𝐧

summary: your mother always told you a lot as a child — about how you should always be kind to others, to always watch out for stray kittens in dark allies on your way to school and most importantly, to not judge a book by its cover. you didn’t always listen to her. yet you would have to say your biggest weakness would come in the form of cats. and maybe lee jeno as well.

pairing: shy!reader + badboy!lee jeno genre: high school!au, fluff<3 word count: 1.8k warnings: language, mentions of disease

author’s note: another one of my blurbs that accidentally turned into a really long drabble hehe i hope the anonnie who requested this enjoys! <3 as always constructive criticism is appreciated and you can request after checking my prompt list.

just like every other caring parent, your mom went on and on about what she deemed to be important life lessons during your childhood, and even now — about how you should always be kind to others, to always watch out for stray kittens if you pass by the alley next to the flower garden on your way to school and most importantly, to not judge a book by its cover.

you tried your best to listen to her. you really did. but sometimes, people had weaknesses and besides your more than often bouts of procrastination and incessant affinity for watermelon sour patch candies —

(“if i was your dentist, i’d probably hate and love you,” jisung snickered as you shot him a look of confusion. “‘cause you must have hella cavities but that would mean i could charge you more money! i’m so sm- ow, that hurts (y/n)!” you rolled your eyes after picking up the bag of watermelon sour patches you had thrown at his forehead and ripping it open to pop one in your mouth)

— yet you would have to say your biggest weakness would come in the form of cats. cute, fluffy, insanely adorable stray cats.

although you had your fair share of friends, you preferred to stray away from human interaction (honestly, it was too much of a hassle, you were never really the type to approach people first anyways, your shyness getting the best of you and you preferred it that way), you preferred the company of much smaller, fluffier animals. although your mother always warned you about the dangers stray animals possessed, whether it be how they could carry rabid diseases or put you at risk of bad luck, you stopped hesitating to bring some snacks for the poor, small kittens years ago on your daily walk to school.

you paused as soon as you heard a small mewl followed by some rustling and shuffled your feet forward, peering into the dark alley before you felt something nudge against your leg. you jumped back, but let out a sigh of relief. you crouched down, holding your hand out for the tiny kitten to nuzzle against.

you cooed and reached into your backpack, bringing out the cubes of watermelon you had packed earlier before gently offering a piece to the black and white kitten.

“what do you think you’re doing?” a gruff voice asked, causing you to flinch and jump back. your head snapped up, only to find the source of the voice to be someone who scared you a lot more than you liked to admit.

lee jeno.

everyone who knew anyone knew that lee jeno fit in with the cliche archetype of a bad boy. he hung out with his troublemaker friends in a group of seven (including jisung, but how you still managed to be friends with that giant noodle without encountering his friends, you will still never know), with rumors spreading like wildfire amongst your peers of them always being late to school, stirring up mischief with their motorbikes and causing ruckuses during detention.

you didn’t expect him to be here out of all places.

he was never the center of all of the attention, preferring to stay behind his loudmouth friends and observe quietly, laughing whenever donghyuck or jaemin would make a joke and joining in with his friends’ antics whenever he felt like it. but make no mistake — the moment anyone saw his muscular arms and the glint in his eye, they knew he wasn’t going to be one to mess with.

you realized he was staring you expectantly, waiting for an answer but your brain seemed to short-circuit from surprise. you opened your mouth, desperately trying to rack up a response with your pea-sized brain (stupid y/n, why did i have to forget how to speak an entire language right at this very moment?, you groaned internally) before closing your mouth and averting your eyes to the very interesting concrete ground.

“cat got your tongue, sweetheart?” he teased, smirking almost flirtatiously. (you never noticed it but jeno’s ears flushed red, not knowing where this sudden confidence came from. he usually wasn’t the type to flirt… at least not like this in broad daylight with a random pretty stranger. he’d be damned to say jaemin was finally rubbing off on him.)

you bit your lip, unsure what to say back and cursed yourself for being so awkward. you glanced briefly at his figure, his broad shoulders donning his signature outfit of a black leather jacket, low cut almost hawaiian-looking shirt and ripped skinny jeans (it was literally so sunny outside, how was he not sweating in that? also, did he ever wash that jacket? you could’ve sworn you had never even seen him without it) before pressing your lips into a firm, thin line.

your eyes fluttered down to the kitty, ignoring him, yet you were struggling to remember how to breathe properly. your friends had always called you shy, albeit approachable, but you never realized how difficult it was for you to just simply talk to someone you actually sort of wanted to talk to until this very moment. why was just saying a single word so hard? and why did it have to be the school’s notorious bad boy here with you out of everyone in this town?

he frowned, not used to girls blatantly ignoring him, but it wasn’t the first time it happened. he tried to search your face for any sign of recognition, but you were too invested in the cat, or rather, his cat to pay him any attention.

(he’s never been jealous of a cat before but he’d never admit that at this moment, he would’ve liked to switch places with nal. what a nice life it must be for a cat to be fed watermelon all day and be coddled with attention and affection from a pretty girl.)

“how’d you know she liked watermelon?” he asked before bending down. your eyes flickered up until you realized how close he was to you, only a few mere inches away from your body. you shrugged, not trusting your voice to speak.

“nal,” he whispered, bending down to your level, whistling to coax her towards him. she meowed, licking the last bit drop of watermelon juice on her paw before pouncing towards jeno, her fluffy tail looping around his beat-up hightops. his usual stoic expression curled up into a boyish grin as he started petting her and murmuring praises of how adorable she was.

you could hardly believe your own two eyes. lee jeno, everyone’s picture-perfect example of a bad boy who looked like he walked straight out of the cheesiest teenage rom-com flick was ... a softie for cats?

never in a million years would you have pictured this in your mind.

you tried to stifle the laughter bubbling in your chest, but jeno looked up to catch your eyes. heat crept up your spine and consumed your face, causing you to look back down at the kitty who was nuzzling against him again.

“what’s so funny?” he asked, cocking his head and raising his eyebrows.

you couldn’t help it if your heart decided to do somersaults seeing his innocent expression, resembling that of a confused five-year-old child.

you shook your head before softly asking, “she’s yours?”

he bit back a grin at finally hearing your voice and reached into his jacket pocket to pull out a silver chain collar with a charm (engraved with “nal”), the silver bell attached to it lightly jingling. how ironic yet fitting, you thought.

“i can’t take her home with me because i’m allergic, so i let her roam around here and visit every day until i can find a place for her to stay,” he explains as he scratches her behind the ear, earning a delightful meow before slipping the chain over her head.

you took a step back, mentally taking a snapshot of this moment. you couldn’t help but giggle lightly once you realized that jeno and nal looked almost exactly alike, as if nal was jeno in cat form, with her black and white fur adorned with a chain collar looking exactly like his usual monochromatic outfit and worn black leather jacket, not to mention the silver chain bracelets and necklace he wore all the time.

jeno’s head snapped up once again to watch you laugh.

his heart thumped a little harder than he would’ve liked to admit.

“bad boys don’t take care of stray cats,” you say, finally locking eyes with jeno. “especially the bad boys who are allergic to cats,” you smile.

he shrugged, his boyish grin still etched on his handsome face. (screw handsome, you couldn’t lie — you’ve wondered on more than one occasion how blessed his parents must be to have a son whose looks could rival a professional model’s face.)

you couldn’t help but notice how different he seemed now, looking more like a carefree and lovable child rather than a reckless troublemaker.

“don’t judge a book by its cover, sweetheart,” he said before giving you a wink, starkly contrasting with the way he tried to hide how he scratched his reddening nape afterwards.

he gave one last gentle rub to nal’s head before standing up, getting on his motorbike. he looked back, with a glint of something in his eyes. “need a ride, sweetheart? or the cat still got your tongue?”

you froze in your spot, feeling your face turn hot with embarrassment. you weren’t used to this. it was the school’s bad boy after all.

but you could get used to it.

mustering all the courage inside of your shy mighty heart, you look down at nal and gave her a gentle kiss on the top of her head, letting her nibble on one last piece of watermelon.

“my mother always told me not to judge a book by its cover,” you mused, a hint of playfulness in your voice. “i guess i was wrong about you.”

“i’m y/n,” you added shyly.

jeno’s eyes crinkled into crescents, a genuine smile forming on his face.

“jeno.”

you walked hesitantly up to his bike, and took a seat behind him gingerly.

you let your arms fall to grip the sides of the seat, before jeno shook his head and lifted your hands up to wrap your arms securely around his toned torso. “hold on tight.”

guess your mother was right after all.

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halfhappyhooligan · 4 years

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a voltron au? in 2020? it’s more likely than you think

look. LOOK. i know that voltron is stupid and we hate it but lets be honest: everything up until season 3 was pretty good and had lots of potential !!

today i was rewatching voltron and a thought struck me: what if, instead of shiro being cloned, he was chipped and turned to the side of the galra?

so here it is, i did not blink since i thought of this

(warning, i have not seen voltron in a while and this is just knowledge i have stored in my moss brain and stuff i know from rewatching the first season)

au where shiro goes evil bc of what happens @ end of season one instead of the clone thing bc 1) haggar rly could not have made thousands of shiros after bumping into team voltron like what twice? its hella improbable and 2) just… weird

so instead they insert a chip in him that helps them spy and control him just like kuron (the clone) did minus the unlikely storytelling

eventually after the convo with sendak when he was in the pod trying to temp shirp, he does have thoughts about helping zarkon

(“im already infiltrated with the arm, i could just speed up the process by leaving now. save the team the trouble of investing in a leader that’s doomed to fail from the strart.”)

shiro ends up leaving team voltron in season 2 after zarkon goes crazy w the black lion n stuff

^^ this adds to Keith’s reasoning of joining the Blade of Marmora (shiro is his main stability and one of the main reasons he even stuck around with team voltron, so with shiro gone and keith questioning his place as the leader and paladin of the black lion, he decides the BoM is just.. what’s best for him)

obviously lance isn’t happy with this (“you just told me that i’m a valuable member, now you don’t think YOU are? what logic is that?”)

ofc keith goes anyways

lance becomes paladin of the black lion

allura takes on the red lion

who has blue lion? ...idk this isn’t that thought out (maybe matt after pidge finds her family) (which will happen earlier in the plot since we can forget about the miniplot of black no longer responding to shiro)

enter lotor only this time he has a sidekick and what omg its shiro wow

shiro has that bigger version of his arm that was once offered to him

he’s stronger and scary, but his eyes aren’t the same, he has the strength of a galra but lacks the passion

in the fight between lotor and zarkon, (and after, of course lots of self doubt and questioning) shiro comes between them and convinces lotor NOT to kill zarkon

then zarkon kills lotor

everyones like oh shit bc surely someone who’s life was just spared wouldn’t kill the person who seems to have the most power

but he did. bc he’s zarkon. and he’s fckn crazy.

shiro doesn’t go back to team voltron bc its too much too easily

instead he takes the place of lotor in the group of gals

he convinces them all to rebel against the galra

eventually they teach him all about quintessence and all the shit lotor had planned that they can’t do anymore

(lotor wasn’t harvesting alteans in this universe bc what the heck even was that subplot that had little to no relevance to the main storyline?

instead he was trying to find a way to technologically bring back alteans (kinda like how allure’s dad was originally preserved in s1)

i know nothing about How Stuff Works and i dont remember much about quintessence n shit but the basic idea is that when tying in some of a persons artifacts with technology stuff and some quintessence then boom. a weird route from astral projection land to the team is created and ppl can come back or smth idfk

but lotor was never able to get the comet so shiro decides he and the gals will get that comet and try to bring back as many alteans as they can

^ all this while infiltrating as many galra fleets as possible + saving planets under galra empire

they personally visit every planet that lotor was in charge of and release them from galra control

they are able to bring back an altean (its romelle) and she talks abt her friend who lives on the balmera and they go to the balmera and its revealed that it was shay’s great grandmother so romelle asks where shay is and shay’s family is like with team voltron of course

they take her

obviously team voltron, the BoM and the Rebels r very hesitant to make contact but they decide to try it out

keith refuses to meet, instead he’s on the team that stands guard

reunions !!

romelle and shay hit it off and hunk makes a dinner much like roselle’s past (allura and coran also hang out and they all vibe)

lance talks to shiro abt everything to do with keith and shiro is like dude do u??? like him?

and lance is like what? no ofc not—oh shit.

and keith ✨overhears ✨

pidge matt and shiro catch up n shit

meanwhile keith is like Hey Lance Uhhhhhh What The Fuck

they end up being like hey since we’re all here and we hate zarkon what if we make a plan to end the galra’s reign Right Now

so they do

and y’all.. it’s hella baller plan

except something is going wrong and in the middle of an attack zarkon is able to get the upper hand

due to haggar’s magic and lance’s mental and emotional instability, zarkon is able to get in his head

everyone is trying to talk him down but they’re all under a lot of pressure

allura is also conflicted bc she wanted to be black lion bc she wanted to rub it in to zarkon’s face that she was stronger than he and that she could beat him at his own game

but the negativity and instability feeds into zarkon’s power and makes him and haggar stronger as they pull in voltron to finally take over the team and regain their status as the most powerful alien race

hunk realizes this and is like okay can y’all stop being negative? its clearly affecting them in a good way and it makes us an easier target

and pidge is like im literally a child pls i don’t wanna die i just got my family back it can’t end like this

shiro realizes what’s going on and he goes to save them

he uses all his energy, pulling in the positive memories (everything: first learning about space, becoming a teacher, meeting adam, meeting keith, first making team voltron, his friends and family--all of it) to push back zarkon and haggar’s powers and battle once more in the astral realm

in defeating zarkon, shiro loses his life

afterwards keith enters the ship in a hurry and is like where the fuck is shiro where’s my brother what did you do what happened

and team voltron is like hey man.. we are so so sorry

and keith cries because the last thing he ever said to shiro was mean

lance feels like its all his fault since he was supposed to be a good leader

they talk about separately while hunk pidge and allura discuss

krolia is like keith we, ur family, are here for u

and axca is there and shes like um?? hey?? sry for trying to kill u bro

and he’s like i absolutely do not wanna talk i just lost my closest friend

they talk about it later

axca tells keith abt shiro finishing lotor’s work and abt bringing people back and well..

they use the methods to help keith visit shiro in the astral realm

shiro is like oh uh hey i was just having a drink w adam we r happy

and keith is like shiro u fuckhead why would u sacrifice urself

shiro sighs bc cmon keith you KNOW why “remember what i always said? we can’t focus on what went wrong..”

“we’ve got to figure out how to make it right” keith finishes

keith breaks tf down crying and screams apologizing

“i love u shiro. ur a like a big brother to me.”

and shiro is like yeah i know and ilyt but hey. everyone’s safe and happy. im safe and happy. & you deserve to be too. you don’t need me anymore.

so the galra rule is over and everyone goes to their respected planets

romelle and the other alteans as well as some galra babes hang in earth

romelle and shay r in an apartment together and have a garden

allura realizes she may not have been the strongest leader for voltron, and couldn’t stop zarkon on her own but that physical strength doesn’t define her as a whole

her heart is strong enough to care for everyone, so thats what she does

allura starts running an inn for alteans filled with painted sceneries like altea in case anyone ever needs a reminder of home

when lance reunites with his family its a real tearjerker

rachel finally gets her jacket back and veronica is like So.. Axca 👀

the McClain’s host a huge party for everyone and it’s filled with lots of hugs and loud music and even tho lance was way too tired, he danced all night

he wouldn’t trade his family for the world—genetic and chosen

when hunk reunites with his parents they don’t let him out the house for hours, he tells them all about his new best friend shay as well as hundreds of his favorites stories from space

they are so, so proud of him

hunk spends the next days playing minecraft and animal crossing with pidge, giving their brains a rest from being on hyperdrive for 3 yrs straight

when pidge gets home she finally gets grounded by her mom, only being allowed to leave the house to see her old teammates

(same for matt and her dad)

(her mother cries so hard when they opened the door to the home)

the holt family holds movie nights filled with popcorn, cuddles, and tears

keith moves in with the holt family, and finally accepts that he has a home as well as a family

he often goes on trips with the BoM but mostly just stays on earth

after a Team Voltron sleepover in the altea inn keith and lance decide to get an apartment together and live their lives in love and in peace

everyone gets together once a year in celebration of shiro and the sacrifice he made for them

they use the ship to visit Astral Shiro and once they even met adam

everyone laughs and catches up and just... live their lives

everyone is happy

pls ignore any and all errors lmao

again, just a thought !! maybe i’ll write a fic abt it idk for sure but yeah

feel free to add anything <3

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katrinawritesthings · 5 years

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Jonghyun/Minho; Handsome Minho; PG

Hey whats up its me, and by me its my friend zoe who is posting this for me everyone say hi zoe gymnastics au where its cute and gay and key is there

Someone else very tall, and very buff, and very handsome. Jonghyun almost trips over his own two feet looking at them and then immediately diverts his course to walk himself right over there. Wow. Suddenly he doesn’t know why he was so hesitant to come here.

Jonghyun grimaces, just a little bit, when he follows Kibum into his gymnastics gym. He wasn’t sure he liked the idea when Kibum suggested it and he’s still not sure if he likes it now. He’s used to doing his gymnastics through casual cheerleading; jumps and flips and spins and being able to have fun, to smile and dance and do some improv and not have to take things so seriously. He’s sure that there are plenty of gymnasts out there that go for that style as well, but the ones in here seem to be…not that sort.

They all look like serious competitive types, from the people stretching that greet Kibum as he heads to the lockers to the people practising vaults over to the side and even the small group of kids swinging on the bars in the back. Jonghyun rubs the back of his neck uncomfortably, trying not to draw attention to himself as he walks over to the lockers as well. He just wants to lift some weights, do some flips, maybe have a nice float in the foam pit, and chill. He doesn’t know if he’ll be able to do that with all of these focused, intent gymnasts around trying to get actual practise done.

But Kibum brought him here. Kibum listened to him whine about missing cheerleading since he quit his squad years ago and invited him along to get a nostalgia workout in out of the goodness of his heart. Jonghyun can at least try to have some fun for his friend. He leans up on the metal next to Kibum as he fiddles with his lock and lightly kicks his leg to get his attention.

“Thanks for bringing me with you,” he says. Kibum smiles back and tosses his jacket inside.

“No problem,” he signs once his hands are free. “You can just go do whatever,” he adds. He waves a hand blandly over the whole gym. “I’m gonna catch up with my friends first.”

“Oh, yeah, okay,” Jonghyun says, nodding. Nice. He hates being introduced and he loves being able to just go do stuff on his own. He pulls his bag off of his shoulder and stuffs it into Kibum’s locker, then wiggles out of his loose t-shirt so he’s just wearing the black tank top underneath. As he leans closer to Kibum to put that in the locker as well, he also pecks the tiniest, cutiest kiss to his cheek just to make him roll his eyes.

“Later,” he smiles, and jogs out into the gym. He feels like he should just take a walkaround first, just to get to know where everything is so he isn't wandering around like a lost asshole later. He stretches his arms lazily as he circles the gym. Vaults, balance beams, hoops, floor, weights, blah blah blah. He’s glancing over the kids on the bars in the corner to register that in his mind as well when he spots something that makes him forget everything else.

Or, rather, someone else. Someone else very tall, and very buff, and very handsome. Jonghyun almost trips over his own two feet looking at them and then immediately diverts his course to walk himself right over there. Wow. Suddenly he doesn’t know why he was so hesitant to come here.

The closer he gets the more handsome they get; by the time Jonghyun reaches the bars he’s already blushing a little bit and biting a smile and all he’s seen is their side profile. It’s a real nice profile. Their eyes are big enough to write songs about, and their upper lip is a tiny bit bigger than their lower and should be adorable to kiss, and their jawline is sharp and square like it would fit perfectly in Jonghyun’s hands, and--

“Gosh, fu—frick,” Jonghyun whispers, censoring himself around the kids just in time before he puts his face in his hands in an effort to not blush too much before he even says hi. He’s so weak for tall cute babes. He carefully scoots himself around the group of kids sitting and standing around waiting for someone to finish trying a trick and shuffles right up next to the tall handsome babe that he’s already fallen for.

They’re very intent on watching the kid on the bars do a simple set of swings and twists. The other two adults standing around are focused too, one on another kid on another set of bars and the other on talking to the rest of the kids. Jonghyun assumes that that one is the coach and that tall handsome babe is maybe an assistant coach or an invested parent or something. He watches one of the kids do a nicely practised dismount, waits for the babe to praise them and give them a high five, and then scoots a tiny bit closer before the next kid comes up and makes his move.

“Hey,” he says casually, leaning just enough forward to let them see him without having to really turn. He smiles wide and charming when they glance at him with those lovely brown eyes. “I’m Jonghyun,” he says, “I’m kinda new around here. Kibum brought me.” He doesn’t know if this tall babe knows his friend, but from his experience, Kibum knows every babe everywhere and it’s safe to assume.

“Oh, hi,” they reply with a little polite smile of their own. “I’m Minho. Uh—should I know a Kibum?” they ask, and damn, Jonghyun thinks. Bad start. Babe Minho also focuses on a new kid that stands in front of the bars and dusts chalk on their hands instead of him, but Jonghyun really can’t hold that one against them. He ruffles one hand casually through his hair so Minho can see from the corner of their eye.

“Mmm, maybe,” he says. Maybe he’ll get lucky and Minho just doesn’t know Kibum by name. “Rainbow hair, real flirty, Deaf,” he lists, signing “big gay baby” with lazy hands as an extra descriptor just to make himself smile. Minho keeps their eyes focused on the kid swinging to get momentum, but they also gasp softly and nod, pointing knowingly at Jonghyun with one finger.

“Eyebrow scar,” they say, lifting their finger now to tap their own right brow. Jonghyun smiles and nods.

“That’s the one,” he confirms. He’ll have to tell Kibum that his scar is how Minho knows him later. He’s finally gained confidence with it; the news will make him feel fuzzy and warm. “I used to be on a cheerleading squad and I told him I missed doing gymnastics so he brought me here so I can get a workout in,” he says. He tries to say something else, something flirty, but he wasn't prepared to be assailed by a hot babe so suddenly and in front of so many kids and nothing appropriate or witty enough comes to mind, so he just closes his mouth and purses his lips and rocks himself backward and forward on his toes.

“Neat,” babe Minho says absently. Jonghyun scrunches up his face, stomping his foot the tiniest amount he can to not be noticed in his frustration. This is going so bad. He’s never going to smooch babe Minho at this rate. “Is cheerleading really that similar?” Minho asks.

“Oh!” Jonghyun says loudly. Too loudly, probably, because a couple of the kids glanced over at him, but he doesn't care and just latches on to the fact that Minho is furthering the conversation on their own. “Kind of,” he says. “It's like if you only did floor and there was a lot more teamwork and chanting involved.”

“Yeah, that makes sense,” Minho says. Their voice is dismissive, but their cute lips hold a smile, so Jonghyun isn't to put off by it. What he is put off by is how extremely dedicated and a focused babe Minho is on the kid going through their routine on the bars. Maybe he should come back later when they're not working and are more open to be flirted with. He rubs his hand over his undercut, stimming awkwardly with the short little hairs for a moment, before he decides to try at least one more time for now.

“So,” he starts. “What is it exactly that you do around—”

He doesn't finish because at that moment, the kid on the bars fumbles and babe Minho rockets forward on to the mat. The kid slips and falls and before they even come within a couple feet of actually hitting the mat, Minho catches them in their arms and scoops them up safely before setting them down gently on their feet. Jonghyun gets a little winded just from how fast all of that was. Oh.

Minho smiles encouragingly at the kid, fixes the collar of their leotard, and says some small words of comfort before ushering them off to talk to their coach. When they straighten up a second later, they turn to Jonghyun with a lazy smile.

“I spot,” they say. Jonghyun nods vaguely. They sure do. Now that it's over and he's had some time to process the little event, Jonghyun finds his brain replaying the exact way Minho’s arm muscles tensed and flexed as they caught that kid. That was. Real nice. Real attractive. He shakes his head quickly to clear it and then lifts one hand up to tap gently, playfully, on his own cheek.

“Do you spot for, like, just these kids,” he asks, “or can I look forward to falling into your arms sometime soon too?” Minho laughs and, for the first time, turns to look at him fully, glancing him up and down.

“Well,” he says. “Practice ends in half an hour, but if you were still around I might stay late for once.” Jonghyun’s own smile brightens until he knows it's taking up his whole face. Bringing him here was the best idea Kibum has ever had.

#jonghyun #minho #jongho #pg #fluff #ydw #hey i zoe whats uppppp

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qtyong · 6 years

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Silence is My Home

Title: Silence is My Home

Pairing: Eunwoo x Reader

Genre: Zombie Apocalypse AU, Angst

Word Count: 2,383

You ever see those movies or read those books about zombie apocalypses and point out everything wrong with it? You think about how the people are so stupid. They never realize it’s a zombie attack even though they look like zombies and everyone has heard of them. You think, if that happened to you, you’d notice it right away. I was one of those people.

The thing is, there’s always something the books don’t tell you. They don’t tell you the psychology behing it. They don’t tell you how terrifying it really is. They don’t tell you that your brain can’t comprehend what’s going on and you can’t fathom that a zombie apocalypse is actually happening so you make up excuses.

It’s Ebola, you tell yourself. It’s rabies, you reason. You convince yourself that’s it’s something you know because you’re so scared of not knowing. You’re scared because you have no control of the situation. What’s even more terrifying is watching your family lose themselves and not being able to do anything to save them.

It was a summer when it happened. I was in college but visiting my family. My brother was home for the vacation too and we’d walk our dogs together every day. Friday, we decided to take the dogs out at a later time, maybe eight o'clock or nine. I can’t remember anymore.

All I remember is wishing I had convinced my brother to walk one more lap around the neighborbood with me. I could’ve saved him at least.

I came home one lap later to silence in the house, because it isn’t loud like the movies. There are no screams or moans, and that in itself is terrifying. Instead, the zombies walk in silence.

I didn’t know what had happened. I couldn’t comprehend that something had broken out in my neighborhood. However, I had enough common sense to run like hell when I saw my mom, dad, and brother silent, lifeless, and painted red with blood.

Luckily, I had my phone with me, but that was all. No polaroids or notes for memories and things to look back on, just a phone with 74% and my sleek, blue headphones.

For the first week after running away, I think my dog whined every day. I don’t blame her either. I think I would’ve cried if I was strong enough, but l wasn’t. I buried my emotions in order to keep going, because if I stopped to cry for my family, friends, and my other dog, I would never stop.

I’m thankful I never saw my other dog when he was “zombified.” I can still look at photos of him and pretend he’s okay. I can pretend he’s alive and well and he ran away safely. I can pretend even though I know he’s gone deep down.

I’ve been in the woods with my current dog for a couple months now. I always thought about how she had it worse than me. All she knew was I tore her away from our family. She didn’t resent me because I don’t think dogs are capable of that. However, she couldn’t understand why they were gone and I know she missed them like I did.

Sometimes when I miss them, I turn on my phone to see my lockscreen which is a picture of the six of us, my two dogs, dad, mom, and brother. I checked my phone for news updates the first night and eventually I pieced together what happened.

The things about zombie apocalypses, you never know where they started, when they started, and how they started. You can’t know because there’s no signal and there’s no one to give news.

My phone is at 60% now. I used a lot of it in the first week but after that, I conserved it because I knew it was my only valuable resource. I only use it to look at my lockscreen now and then.

I haven’t seen anyone since I ran away, not even a zombie. They tend to stay where the people are because they need food. I’ve been living in a tree, eating bugs. Disgusting as it is, it’s all you can do when old stores have been raided and invested with zombies and the animals have either fled to safer areas or died.

My life has been boring since the outbreak. Sure, it’s terrifying being in a zombie apocalypse, but I know how to handle myself and I’m safe, for the most part.

It’s hard to be scared when the only zombies you actually saw were your parents and you haven’t seen any since, besides old news reports.

I decide to climb down the tree, searching for some food. Even though there’s no danger around, I tend to stay in the trees for most of the day. Maybe it’s old animal instincts in my brain.

My dog has trained herself to stay by my side at all times and I don’t leash her to the tree anymore. I’m afraid something could kill her and she wouldn’t leave because she’d be stuck to the tree. Although, she’s had her fair share of times she wriggled out of her collar.

I’m practically inseperable with my dog. We’re two peas in a pod. She used to eat bugs years ago when I adopted her, so she has no trouble finding food.

Every now and then, she’ll catch a bird and we get to start a fire and eat something other than cockroaches and beetles.

Jumping down from the tree, I leave my dog, who’s sleeping, and take a short walk in the area of the woods I know. After a couple minutes, my dog has woken up and found me to join my walk. We weave through trees and vegetation before heading back to our home. Arriving at the area with my phone and built up wood supply, I swear I can see a figure. My dog sees what I see as well because she starts to crouch low, baring her teeth.

Another thing I forgot to mention, I have a pocket knife with me as my only weapon to defend myself. I always took it with me when I would walk my dog in order to protect myself from strangers.

I take the knife out of its case, holding it warily in front of me. The figure starts to move again, probably having heard my presence.

That’s another thing about zombies. You can’t tell the difference between them and humans easily, except for the eyes. There is no way to know if it is a zombie or a human unless it turns around.

And it does.

He’s a human and I don’t think I’ve ever felt so much relief in my life. But with the relief comes fear as well.

'This man is in my makeshift home. This man is probably starved and scared. Scared people will kill out of fear.'

I cautiously walk toward the boy, knife held out but not very threateningly.

“Who are you?” I whisper, not intentionally though. I haven’t used my voice in what feels like ages so it’s as if my vocal chords forgot how to work. I repeat the question but louder this time. My voice sounds foreign and memories flash through my mind of my family’s voices and dinner talks we’d have.

The boy speaks, bringing my attention back to the situation, “My name is Dongmin.” The boy smiles at me, as if I’m not holding a knife at him, as if we aren’t in a post-apocalyptic world and can die at any given second.

It is at this moment that I take in his appearance. His hair flows down his head, stopping by his ears. Black paints the locks, reminding me of my mom’s eyes before I left her behind. His hair is disheveled and there’s dried dirt on his face and all over his body. There’s probably dried blood mixed in but I don’t bother to analyze him any further. He doesn’t seem to pose a threat or be scared of me.

I reluctantly lower my knife, slowly extending my hand. “Y/n,” I say, attempting a smile back.

It’s hard to contain my happiness, realizing I’d actually met someone still sane and unaffected by the zombies.

“That’s a pretty name,” Dongmin replies, as his eyes curl into a smile, bringing his mouth along with them.

I want to say some kind of thank you but it’s odd how sane he seems.

“Aren’t you scared?”

“Of course,” is all he says after that.

It becomes silent after that, probably because it’s the norm. Silence is what we’d lived in since the outbreak and it’s become a safe haven. Silence is like an answer when there is nothing to make sense of the situation. I collect some bugs for an early lunch, not saying anything, and Dongmin picks up on what I’m doing. He begins to help and looks for bugs. I suppose he knows how to catch animals because he sets up a trap in a bush semi-far from the home.

There’s an unspoken agreement between us that we are now friends. Or maybe teammates is a better word. We’re both on the same side of this cruel world and we’re still sane when at least most of the population is dead or undead.

It’s disturbingly comforting. I have someone now that understands me and I feel at ease, even though everything is chaos outside of our home in the woods.

My dog seems to trust Dongmin and they get along quite well. Sometimes, I suspect she likes him more than me, but I know that isn’t true.

For the next week, Dongmin and I don’t speak. I show him around the woods and my makeshift calendar carved into the tree bark. He shows me how to make an animal trap with his hands and I show him how to properly eat bugs. We could talk, but there’s no need for words. They get in the way of things. Everything we need to say is said through gestures and mutual understanding.

We also catch some small animals with the trap. The first thing we catch is a bunny and it’s after a week. We both want it for food but we don’t have the heart to kill it. So instead, we use my dog’s old leash to train it.

I decide to step out of my home of silence, turning to Dongmin, “Do you have a name for it?”

I think my voice startled him a bit because we got so used to silence. “I like the name ‘Bin.’”

I hum in agreement, thinking it’s a cute name.

Suddenly, an idea pops into my head and I stand up quickly. “Did you play any sports?”

Dongmin stands up as well. “I used to play soccer and basketball.”

I unhook Bin from the tree, taking him on a walk to a different area of the woods while Dongmin and my dog follow me.

I stop when I’m at the area I know. It’s a cave I visited a couple times. I would stay here but I’m afraid I would get stuck if a zombie ever ventures into the forest. I use it for shelter from the cold and rain every now and then.

Walking into the cave, I make my way to an area of level dirt with five small rocks in a pile.

I sit down, placing two rocks near me, about five inches apart. I toss two rocks to Dongmin. “Sit down over there. It’s a game I used to play as a kid. I call it rock soccer. It’s not much but I don’t have a real soccer ball or anything so this is what I do for entertainment.”

After explaining the game, Dongmin sets up his goal with the two rocks and we use the fifth one to play rock soccer.

I don’t know what time it is when we stop playing but it’s dark out. We lean against the cave wall, breathing in sync. “Why’d you come into the woods?” I ask him, curious of the time we met a week ago.

“I lived in my apartment for a while because it was safe but eventually my roommate got infected. I had to leave and the woods was close so I came here. I’m just lucky you didn’t kill me, thinking I was a zombie.”

“I almost did, but when you turned around I realized you were still human.”

Dongmin smiles weakly before replying, “My roommate’s name was Moonbin.”

“That’s why you named the bunny, Bin,” I say, continuing his thought.

He nods and turns to me. “Promise me something.”

A nervous look plasters itself on my face and I find myself nodding while swallowing my own saliva.

He pulls up his sleeve and I feel my senses go numb. I’ve only known him for a week, and maybe it’s the loneliness talking. Maybe it’s the fact that he may be the only person I ever see before I die. Maybe it’s an emptiness I’m trying to fill.

Whatever it is, it makes my heart hurt when he replies with six words. Six words is all it takes to cause all of my built of memories to surface and spill out of my eyes, cascading down my cheeks.

I think about his smile when I say it that first day. I think about how he reminds me of my dad and how I miss him. I think about how nice he was to always help me with finding food and even teaching me how to make a trap. I think about how easily he trusted and how easily that trust could’ve gotten him killed. But I guess it doesn’t matter, and I guess I understand when he says those six words. And instead of giving my home of silence as an answer, I find a new answer.

My new answer is the tears streaming down my face and his arms wrapping around me and comforting my shaking figure. My answer is that I have fallen for this man in front of me and pretty soon he will fall too, but in an entirely different way because he says, “kill me before it does.”

#eunwoo x reader #eunwoo #cha eunwoo #lee dongmin #silence is my home #zombie apocalypse au

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otomeshistarlight-blog · 6 years

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Here we go again! Lets see how far we make it this time! Some spoilers ahead so continue at your own risk.

28: Who is your top? Uhh, you asking what I think you asking? eyeemoji.jpg. So, of my established harem, Endeavor is by far the most likely to top as well as the one who’d enjoy it the most. Overall, I think the others would be down to try and they’d do things at their own pace but by and large, I think Flame Daddy would get off on it more than anyone else. Mirio is the only one who may not be down to give it a shot but he might surprise us!

29: Who is your bottom? This is a question that I, a certified uppity submissive, cannot properly answer. I have yet to seen anyone in this series who I’d be willing to top for the benefit of, as was the case with Ichimatsu. Maybe my answer will change in the future though!

30: Who would you like to take a bath/shower with? Everyone. This is a two part answer. First, I’d very much like to bathe with Endeavor. u.u Imagine with me, being in an open air bath, and going through the ritual of washing him from head to toe, taking extra care with each individual body party to show him just how invested in worshiping him I am. Then we switch, and in stark contrast to my careful washing, he treats my body like his personal plaything before abso-fucking-lutely rawing my brains out. Phew. Part two of my answer is Dabi. A nice, intimate shower in which we can explore each others body’s - me more so than him - and I just think it would be really nice to be with him in such a ... vulnerable situation. He doesn’t appear to shy away from showing off his burns (or whatever the fuck they are) but to have them all out on full display to a woman who conceivably could run away screaming in terror but doesn’t is something else altogether. What would he say? What would he do? Ooh, so many fun ideas!

31: Best kid? From an unbiased standpoint, I’d probably have to go with Uraraka. She really is a good kid who just wants to take care of her parents and make some friends along the way. I really can’t fault her for a goddamn thing.

32: Who has the most beautiful eyes? The men of the Todoroki family - Dabi preemptively included in that statement. Who gave them the fucking right?

33: Fave Villain? Right now its Toga. She’s cute. She’s deadly. She’s in love. I want her to succeed with every fiber of my being.

34: Best Female Teacher? Considering how limited my choices are, Midnight.

35: Best Male Teacher? Aizawa because even though he’s forever tired and completely done with everyone’s shit, he still goes out of his way to care for not only his own students but apparently every kid he runs into. Just because he’s a pro hero doesn’t mean that he was at all obligated to become Eri’s guardian so the fact he took that upon himself says a lot to me.

36: Fave Pro-Hero that is not teaching? Endeavor. Seriously, fuck all of you haters. He worked damn hard to reach the number one spot and just because his methods weren’t always correct, it doesn’t automatically negate all of the good he’s done in-universe.

37: Best mom? Probably Jiro’s mom, Mika. From what I remember of her brief appearance in the manga, she seemed like a pretty solid parent.

38: Best dad? Dadzawa for the reasons described in 35.

39: Worst dad? First of all, I don’t appreciate this biased as fuck list and I think its really telling that there isn’t a ‘worst mom’ question. Second, I’ll personally fight each and every person who has an issue with Endeavor so this question can honestly eat my ass.

40: Who’s your daddy/mommy? Big Flame Daddy, Endeavor! Unf. I also not so ironically call Fat Gum vore daddy so go ahead and put me on your list of problematic bloggers right now.

41: Who’s your father and mother figure? I don’t usually look for platonic mother/father figures but if I had to pick someone to be my dad, it would probably be Aizawa. He’s a good dad, guys. Let the man parent in peace.

42: Fave BNHA quote? “My two most hated phrases are ‘hard work’ and -” wait, shit. Wrong fandom, thats Jojo.

43: Best female fashion/costume? I think Uraraka’s costume is really cute, especially the big poofy boots.

44: Best male fashion/costume? I’m gonna’ have to go with the newly introduced Hawks for having the least offensive and most generally aesthetically pleasing outfit that barely even passes as a costume from the looks of it.

45: Worst fashion/costume? All of them. Aoyama for sure and Best Jeanist deserves a mention too. Honestly, there are aspects of almost all the costumes I would change for one reason or another. Like, in my opinion, Bakugou has got to lose the hair accessories and Ojiro doesn’t even have a costume. Its a regular old gi you’d wear in a training hall with a gadget belt to really bring the whole thing together. I’ve got my fingers crossed they get to tweak their costume designs in their second year because this is some shit.

46: Who is your trash? Uh, you mean all the characters I stan?

47: Ship that you would go down with? Fuck a ship, I’ll go down with Bakugou and Endeavor as individual characters until I’m dead in the ground.

48: BNHA AU? My favorite is the AU where people manage to set aside their personal feelings and look at characters like Endeavor with an impartially critical eye and base their judgement of said character based on that alone instead of their initial knee jerk reaction that essentially boils down to THIS ACTION IS BAD SO THE PERSON IS INHERENTLY BAD TOO.

49: Weird hairdo? Present Mic’s hair is awful. Fight me.

50: Hangout with in real life? I want to absolutely destroy a 24-hour buffet with Fat Gum and then bang in the parking lot afterward.

Guys, I’m having fun answering these but why are there so many questions!? I’m so sorry for starting this and being too prideful to stop halfway through!

#ask

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space-lions-and-imagines · 6 years

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This IS the Princess You Were Looking For

A/n please forgive me for this no context reader insert. At one point I had a star wars au that went literally no where and this is the only remaining evidence of said AU. So please enjoy it for what it is and just dont .... question it to much lmao Oh and this started out featuring OC’s so like if their are any mistakes name wise for the reader part that would be why

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“I don’t get what the whole fuss is about,” Hunk said with a scoff as he walked down the hall with Lance and Pidge. They had all been summoned by Shiro, told that all hands were needed when their new royal package arrived. Okay so maybe he hadn’t said it like that but that’s how Hunk saw it. He had met a handful of princess since joining the rebel cause, warrior princesses with vengeance in mind for their people were a dime a dozen. Lance on the other hand was more than excited, convinced that every new female on board increased his chances of finding the one girl in the universe who would find him attractive. “Hey just because you have a thing against princesses doesn’t mean you have to ruin them for the rest of us,” Lance said checking his teeth in a pocket mirror and fixing his hair in what he called a ‘perfectly charming rapscallion’ look. Which Hunk thought just made him look like he stuck his head out the window during a jump through hyper space. And it hadn’t won him any hearts so far so he wondered why even try to keep up with it. “I don’t have a thing against princesses, I’ve met plenty of them and they have all been just fine. I just don’t see why we are making such a big deal out of this one. I don’t even think I know who it is, not that it matters since I don’t even know half the planets we’ve visited so the odds of knowing hers is slim to none. If she was really that important anyway why would she be coming to our dingy little outpost anyway? You would think someone with any kind of real pull wouldn’t be putting their neck on the line, they would be trying to make changes diplomatically. Or worse yet she is the diplomatic type and she is being brought here to be babysat, either way I am not interested,” he protested loudly, giving the same rant that they had probably heard a dozen times by now. This theory was confirmed when Pidge’s eyes nearly rolled out of her head.

“You do have a princess problem. The problem is probably some princess broke your heart and you are still pinning after her hoping she will come running to you one day realizing she made a mistake in turning you down. Or you are just all self-pitying about the whole thing and you’re still torn up inside, which means that your fantasy princess has ruined every princess you will meet until the end of your days. Which might be sooner than you care for if you keep insulting them,” she said with a snort, not even bothering to look up from the circuit board she was currently working on. He hoped that this meant that she wouldn’t see the flush of color in his face but he also knew that she saw everything. He really did hate how accurate she managed to be about every single thing. Seriously annoying because of course she was right. At least partially right, his princess hadn’t broken his heart but instead had given him the thing he had always wanted, his freedom. The freedom to break away from the future his family had decided for him and go out and forge his own path. He thought that he could never want anything more than to be a pilot, able to go on grand adventures whenever he wanted and make his own choices. He hadn’t realized until after he had left just how much he had actually wanted her to be part of that equation. He tried to shake those thoughts from his head; he couldn’t let silly childhood crushes get in the way. Luckily he didn’t get to linger on those memories because Lance was laughing so hard.

“Him? Hunk? What you think he tried to lay on the charm to some cute princess? As if, if I know this guy he’s probably always been more interested in that junk ship of his than any girl. Isn’t that right big guy?” Lance asked patting his shoulder with that cocky smile plastered onto his face. “Hey my ship is not junk, she only performs as well as the pilot and just because you don’t know how to handle her, or any ship for that matter, means very little” Hunk replied grabbing his friend in a headlock as they entered the main deck where everyone was gathered waiting for this long awaited princess. He only stood at attention upon hearing Shiro’s curt voice clearing his throat, all three of them giving him a salute and quietly finding their places. “Now that we have all decided to show up,” Shiro went on, glaring at the trio of late comers’ fiercely “we can finally go over a few things while we wait for Ambassador Nya to escort the princess. Now pay close attention,” he said with another pointed look over in their direction. Which if they were any smarter they would have paid attention too but instead the three of them each found their own thing to occupy themselves with: Pidge with her tinkering, Hunk planning dinner for later that night and Lance checking his reflection in the chrome surface of the holo projector. After a few minutes the lecture seemed to be over and everyone dispersed, heading off to their own duties.

“You three,” Shiro said pointing at them “just try and be on your best behavior. Its all I can hope for since you all so obviously couldn’t care less about the plans I just went over. So stay out of the way and behave around the princess, its an old friend of Ambassador Allura’s from her finishing school days. And the princess has lots of important connections on this side of galaxy that will be very helpful to us. We don’t need another Galadicus 7 problem. Their people still haven’t forgiven the insult of Lance spitting out their most culturally important dish,” he reminded them none to kindly. “They fed me glowing worms! They could have been radioactive for all I knew, still not my problem” Lance shot back, though quietly so that Shiro wouldn’t actually hear. He was smart enough to know not to sass back too hard after being put on latrine cleaning duty for a month the last time he tried. So thinking that they couldn’t do too much damage where they were currently at the three of them lingered, lounging in chairs around the main control panel and lazily scrolling through files. Hunk had to admit he was slightly curious despite himself, he may not be fully invested but he wanted to at least get a sneak peek at who this oh so important princess was.

He heard her before he actually saw her. It was a chiming laughter that echoed through the metallic halls. He didn’t recognize it at first but his heart did as it started to beat rapidly inside of his chest. He felt his muscles tense and his mind go numb except for one thought it can’t be her. He jumped to his feet as the distant sound of voices grew nearer, ignoring the questions of his friends as he unconsciously moved towards the source. He couldnt bring himself to look up, instead he saw her skirts come into view first, white with intricate embroidery in royal purple. His eyes slowly traveled up drinking in the delicate curves of her frame, following the long plait her curls were braided into and stopping on those eyes. Those eyes that pierced into his heart in a shade that haunted him. “And this is where most of my time is spent. Oh hello everyone,” Allura said politely as the pair stepped into the open area, trailed by Shiro. “This would be a couple of the many misfits I work with. Lance, Pidge, Hunk; I want you to meet (y/n), Princess of Ension,” she said waving over to the princess. (Y/n) smiled kindly, waving to them each in turn but stopped when she locked eyes with Hunk. Realization dawned on her and her smile turned into an ear to ear grin. “Hunk! So this is where you have been this whole time. I guess you made good on your promise then,” she said nearly knocking him flat with the sincerity of her happiness. Suddenly his brain didn’t work, he could barely stand and talking was way out of his capabilities. He couldn’t even manage to tell Pidge to shut it when she whispered not so quietly about finding the root of his Princess problems. He couldn’t be bothered with that right now, not when memories of his last meeting with (y/n) was taking over his mind.

She was about to head off to finishing school and him to start training as a royal guard. He was dreading both not seeing her and sealing his fate. But this wonderful girl in front of him had gone against everything, even her own parents, to tell him to leave. Fired him essentially but he couldn’t have been happier. Well that wasn’t true he was much happier when she had pressed against him, offering him her blessing in the form of a kiss. It was short, barely a few seconds but her warmth had remained much longer. And her voice so gentle and kind asking only one thing of him “Promise me you’re going to go out there and make me proud,” had never really left him. Any time he thought he had finally gotten over her he would dream of that kiss and her sad eyes and how desperately he wanted to see her again. And there she was smiling at him, more beautiful than he could have ever imagined. “P-princess! You … you’re … the princess?” he finally managed to stammer out as he knelt down on one knee out of instinct, a fist placed over his heart in the greeting that had been hammered into him since he could walk and talk. This time her laughter was joined in by everyone else, he could have sworn he even heard Shiro snicker. “Oh you really would have made a wonderful royal guard,” she said with a dreamy sigh before placing her delicate hand on his chin and giving it a small pull which he easily followed until he was standing. “But to answer your question, yes I do believe I am the princess you have been looking for,” she grinned and started to go on about how she had ended up there and what she wanted to do and trying to kindly answer all the inappropriate questions Lance was throwing at her about how she knew Hunk. Yet all Hunk could do was stare at her, still slightly delusional, and thinking that she had no idea how right she was. She was the princess he had been looking for.

#voltron #hunk x reader #voltron reader insert #voltron fanfic #hunk fanfic #hunk reader insert #my writing #that no one asked for #ITS STILL CUTE THO #I PROMISE

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The Swan Princess (Jarida AU) Part 2

Merida and her parents got onto their horses to leave Jack’s kingdom and moved along to her own. Day turned to night Jack has retired to his room to play chess with Henry as a nervous North walked back and forth. “What else is there?” North yelled hitting his head in frustration as Lightening cracked outside the castle windows. “She says is beauty all the matters? and you say what else is there?” Jackson walked away from the table for a moment as Henry secretly moved a piece on the board to help benefit himself to winning, “It was dumb, I know.” Then Henry stole the piece he had moved as if he had taken it the right way off. “You should write a book how to offend women in five syllables or less.” North spoke again inspecting a new toy he had been working on. With jack now looking at him Henry moved a piece correctly, “Your turn Prince Jack.” Jack moved a piece clearly distracted by the whole event. Pacing back over to North. Although North wasn’t having any of the princes nonsense he had been just as invested in this marriage plan as Queen Emily had been. “I didn’t know what else to say.” The prince muttered under his breath. “You lost your Queen, Jack.” Henry waved the Queen piece in the air back and forth while Jack look back at him, “That’s twice in one day.” Referring to how Merida walked away without so much as a second glance in his direction. “Think you must see something other the Merida’s beauty.” North provoked the young man to think with more then just his small brain. “Ha, of course I do North, she’s like you know. All bout, and then like... You know right?” Jackson was no longer making any sense and North let it show on his face, blank with annoyance. How on earth had the young Prince gotten along all these years with such little brain inside his head? Henry couldn’t help but give his best friend a similar look. “I don’t know how to say it. I’ll prove it to her.” He spoke as if a light bulb had finally clicked in that snowy white hair of his. ““I’ll prove my love.” He moved a piece on the chess board smiling brightly at his friend, “Check mate.” Henry shook his head in disbelief how had the Prince bested him?

A little aways from the castle a strange man in a long dark cape walks slightly through the woods that surrounded Jackson’s kingdom. “Today’s the day, Fergus. Everything you own, everything you love. Will be mine.”

Merida and her parents were sitting in the carriage preparing for the long journey. “I just don’t understand. What else did you want him to say?” Fergus asked his one and only daughter. “I need to know that he loves me. For just being me.” The carriage came to a sudden halt while the driver told the horses to yield. Fergus got out of the car to check to see why they had stopped in the rain. Maybe a tree had fallen over and blocked the path. Elinor joined him a moment later, to see the driver pointing at the hooded figure who approached the carriage. Shock cover both the King and Queen’s face. Merida was about to join her parents when he father turned towards her, “Stay inside Merida.”

The hooded figure sent some black sparks flying sending up a blast of darkness around him. When the smoke cleared a larger then life beast appeared and began to attack the company protecting the royal family.

One of the guards managed to make it back to Jack’s kingdom in the pouring rain, barely alive. Landing in the grand foyer right bellow the young prince, Henry and North. Jack’s jumped down to the floor and ran to hold the man up carefully, “It’s King Fergus’s captain.” The man spoke quietly, “We...We were attacked. A great animal.” He choked out. “Merida.” Jack spoke running out into the storm without thinking. “Jackson!” North yelled, “Wait!” But Jackson was already on his horse and riding off into the night.

He didn’t have too far to travel seeing as they weren’t very far away. “Merida!” He yelled jumping off his horse to check the wreckage. The beast had done a number on the scene laid out in front of the Prince. “Merida?” He questioned a bit quieter opening the wrecked carriage door to not see her inside. Frantically looking around he covered his mouth with his hands, “Merida!” His voice echoed in the rain fallen forest. Looking around his eyes stumbled upon the golden locket he had given the princess when she was just a wee babe, the only indication that it was hers was the swam engraved on the front. Tentatively he picked it up turn in over in his hands letting the rain wash off the dirt from which it had fallen into. Holding in carefully a noise of heavy breathing grabbed his attention. A little ways away from the carriage laid Queen Elinor he raced to her side. “Queen Elinor.” Her soft eyes found his, “Jackson.” She reached for his hand as she grunted in pain. Her other hand laid over her husbands, Fergus was not moving. “Who did this?” Jack asked quietly. “It came so quickly. A great animal.” Jack’s cold blue eyes widened, “Where’s Merida?” He feared for her safety the King was dead and it didn’t look like it would take very long for his beloved queen to join him. “Listen to me Jackson. Its not what it seems.” She cried frantically. “It’s not what it seems.” She used her free head to shake the boys shoulder. “What’s not? Where is Merida?” Jack spoke out loud in frustration. He was holding the Queen up slightly as the rain continued to fall softly around them. “Merida is... Merida is...gone.” The queen spoke tears streaming from her eyes mixing with the rain. Her breathing swallowed for a moment before stopping completely. Jack paused for only a moment closing his eyes obviously torn on what he should do. Before standing up and looking around confused, “MERIDA!” He screamed into the storm as if some great force what answer him and bring back the curly red haired princess. He crumbled to the ground crying out in anger why hadn’t he just found the right words to tell her? Why hadn’t he been strong enough to keep this from happening? She was missing now and he knew he would have to find her. Her body wasn’t among anyone at the scene. She had to be alive, he didn’t have an evidence that it was true but he just knew deep down in his cold being that she had to be alive.

Further into the woods, a place where normally no humans traveled a tall and proud waterfall bubbled into a medium sized pond. On the top of the water fall there was ruins of a once wonderful kingdom. Perhaps it was the castle before the one Jackson lived in now. Nobody really knew but now it was home to the hooded stranger. After a moment his underling Gothel, a humped back old hag tossed in some bread floating on the water. A large pond where a beautiful red feathered swan was perched. The man removed his hood, “Now don’t let my little spell make you sad Merida. It doesn’t even last a whole day. As soon as the moon comes up...” He paused as the moon’s circle covered the water right above where the swam was swimming. Magic began to work transforming the red feathered swan back into Princess Merida. “And thats how it works. Every night, you have to be on the lake of course and when the moonlight touched your wings. Look Merida, this sort of thing doesn’t give me any pleasure. Maybe a tincey bit.” He chuckled lightly and Gothel also laughed. “But what I really want is you, your parent’s kingdom.” Merida turned angrily towards her capture. “Take it then. You have enough power.” She huffed out. “Nah tried that already. Once you steal something you spend your whole life, fighting to keep it.” He flicked his hands a tiny spell of sorts to produce Merida in a wedding dress and himself into a more wedding like suit. “But if I marry the only heir to the throne...” He spoke while the magic took over more Gothel in a flower girls dress and a ballroom being produced in the middle of a torn up ruined garden. “We’ll rue your parent’s kingdom together.” Fact subjects bowed in their presence as the man put on a crown. As if he were a real king. “Finally king and queen.” He first pointed to himself then gesture to the princess. “You know.” A sickening smile fell upon his face. “Never!” Merida countered there was no way she was marrying this man. She tried to run away from him, hoping in her heart that she knew where Jack’s kingdom or her own kingdom was. The spell disappeared far quicker then it had taken affect. “Where are you going? As soon as the moonlight leaves the lake you turn back into a swan.” Merida paused turning back around to the man listening to him, “No matter where you are.” Seeing the hopelessness that was her current state Merida fell to the ground in tears, sobbing as a sense of utter despair took over her human frame.

#Jarida #au #The Swan Princess #merida #jack #derek #Odette #CrossOver #fanfic #writing #Jack frost #May need to write a prolouge for some insight to this hooded man

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