dedicated to this maddness called Plance

I sometimes create fanfics and fanarts but mostly just daydream about them oops 21 // she // virgo // infp

[toocool2btrue]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 2/? Fandom: Voltron: Legendary Defender Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Katie Holt/Lance, Hunk/Shay (Voltron), Lance and hunk, Shiro and Katie, Allura and Pidge, zarkon and Alfor, Haggar/Zarkon (Voltron), Iverson & Shiro (Voltron), Lotor and Allura, Allura/keith?, James Griffin/Pidge, Lotor and Katie, Keith & Shiro (Voltron), Lance & Shiro (Voltron) Characters: Lance Serrano, Takashi Shirogane, Keith Kogane, Allura, Hunk, Shay, Lotor, Alfor, Zarkon, Haggar, Iverson, Coran, Minor Characters, Pidge | Katie Holt, James Griffin (Voltron) Additional Tags: plance, pidgance, flirty robot, Detective AU, Minor Character Deaths, Hidden Feelings, Slow Burn, Mysteries, Angst, there is going to be a wedding, Friendship, bretrayal, Murder, be prepared for a lot of relationship angst, Jealousy, Flirting, Hunay, potential kallura, Happy Ending? Summary:

The case of the unexpected murders of Alfor Arus and his wife Melenor that startled the nation and awakened the press has now landed in the hands of Katie Holt and Lance Serrano.

Handling such a high level case wasn’t expected to be easy but these two detectives find themselves getting further entangled in the mystery as new faces, hidden motivations and untold stories began to arise.

[4evertiredpigeon]

Reaaaaad guys reaaad! 🌱💚💙

[toocool2btrue]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[4evertiredpigeon]

*sobs* it's a *sobs* very good *sobs* story have a good cry people 😭😭😭😭😭💙💚🌱

[mcapriglioneart]

how to draw arms ? ? 

[swagginsloths]

holy fuck

[shoutsofthunder]

holy fuck is right… but… does it work with legs???

[mcapriglioneart]

yes !!

[empresspinto]

but how much extend

[thunar]

^^^^^^^^^^

[kvothe-kingkiller]

[gabbyzvolt25]

I NEARLY CHOKED

[lifeofcynch]

ENJFDFNFATFVFDF

[deactivated-blog]

finally. i can be accurate

[shiny-charming]

This is too fucking great to not reblog

[wishem]

I give it MASCLES

BIG MACHO

[keithislactoseintolerant-deacti]

🤣🤣

[urhella-gaychloe]

LMAOOOOOO

[fernacular]

Okay but for anyone who legit wants to know how to calculate it correctly:

The elbow joint on average rests a couple inches higher than the navel, so if you measure how long the distance is from the middle of the shoulder to that point then you have the length of the upper and fore arms!

[fernacular]

So if anyone’s wondering about legs too, the simplest rule of thumb is that the length from the top of the leg to the knee is equal to the distance between the top of the leg and the bottom of the pectorals:

And I wanna stress that when i say “top of the leg” i’m not talking about the crotch (please don’t flag me tumblr it’s an anatomical term) i’m talking about the point where the femur connects to the pelvis, which is higher up on the hips:

It’s easier to see what I’m talking about in this photo of a man squatting: 

So yeah if you use that measurement when using this technique you should get fairly realistically proportioned legs:

But remember! messing with proportions is an important and fun part of character design! Know the rules first so you can then break them however you please!

[im-a-hyperion-vault-hunter-deac]

HOW THE HELL DID I FIND THIS POST OMG

[erasaure]

[i-am-corbin-dallas]

Licherally in the midst of drawing a guy and crying at how bad the arms are. Thanks Tumbles

[drrockbell]

I only ever saw the part where people started drawing the limbs outrageously long and genuinely wanted to know how to fix that, so I’m really thankful to see the rest.

[midnight-spectrum-again]

Love this

[ace-entrapta]

Concept: It’s season 3, no one becomes the black paladin because the black lion is out of commission for some reason, and the BP suit disappeared with Shiro.

Instead, Team Voltron focuses their efforts on getting Shiro back, which involves several somewhat perilous missions. During these missions each paladin gets to showcase their individual leadership traits and further develop as people.

[void-tiger]

Pidge continues pouring relentlessly over all the stolen Galran records they can find. She eventually sees the phrases “operation: kuron”, and “champion” and “subject __: failure” repeated. But never in the same source, and never in any more detail than that.

She and Coran try to modify the translation software while Hunk helps her remodify their search peramiters yet again.

Keith continues to fly off in search of Shiro with Red when the Team has any down time. But, like Pidge, these searches are ultimately fruitless. A year later and even the trash nebula left behind by that fateful battle begins to drift apart, taking any remaining evidence with it.

Allura continues to lead as their mission control commander and head diplomat. The war must go on, even if Voltron is not an option. But with no body and no explanation, she’s not ready to accept that Shiro’s dead, and she refuses to leave him within the witch’s possession (or his remains; she tries not to think about that possibility) ever again. She knows he would do the same for any of them.

Lance does his best to hone his skills as the Team’s sharpshooter and eagle eye on the field, and unofficial Moral Officer off the field. His precision grows, and his bayard takes on its sniper form to accomidate that. Instead of using his attention to detail to snipe barbs at his friends and teammates, he instead focuses on giving them praise and encouragement when they need it, and learns what timing and phrasing and love languages each member responds best to. (Including Keith. Sometimes especially Keith.) It’s what Shiro would do. And Lance won’t let his Team fall apart in the meantime.

Hunk badgers Keith and Pidge for all of Shiro’s favorite foods preKerberos. The Arms aren’t appreciative at first, but it gives Hunk something to focus on while waiting for designs for something to build to aid in the search. And Shiro’s gonna have the perfect Welcome Back feast, dangit! Gradually these food experiments evolve into a steady routine of communal meals and trading stories about their lost leader. Sometimes they laugh. Often they cry. But it ultimately strengthens their resolve both to find their friend and to win the war and free peoples. Hunk continues to tinker with whatever stray scrap of an idea Pidge, Coran, and Keith mutter as they search. If he found an entire Lion (and later on a Transreality Meteor…errr, ship), surely something he builds can find their friend…right?

Eventually Lotor makes an appearance, rapidly undoing their work almost as quickly as they and their allies complete it. The Blades urge the Team to find a new black paladin, but Black’s jaws remain sealed shut. None of the Team or Alteans are willing to violate the Lion with force, no matter how dire the situation is becoming or how well-intentioned they’d be. Hunk muses that maybe the BlackLion is sick, and Lance suggests that maybe Allura can heal the Lion like she did the Balmera.

Allura hesitates—she still hasn’t been trained, she often uses more quintessence than neccissary and leaves herself weakened. But, she’s willing to try. IF the Paladins are willing to offer their own quintessence as well in parallel to the orginal Balmera healing ceremony. The four readily agree, as Coran watches over all five in worry.

Suddenly, the BlackLion jolts upright from her collapsed heap, then rockets out of her hanger. The Alteans and Paladins dive for cover as they watch the Lion’s departure with a mixture of confusion and fear…and hope.

Vargas later Black returns gingerly craddling a battered Galra Fighter in her jaws. Keith and Pidge immediately set to work prying it open with their bayards before anyone has a chance to shout a word of caution to stop them. Hunk quickly dashes to join them when Keith shouts that it’s Shiro! but Pidge quickly adds that he’s injured. Allura, Lance, and Coran immediately ready the infirmary while Pidge jumps into the cockpit to push from behind while Hunk crouches to catch him and carry him out the rest of the way.

But Shiro’s delerious, babbling about “kuron” and Galra and “away, not safe!” The others stare at eachother at a loss after they finally manage to get their friend into a healing pod. Then, after a heated discussion, they finally all reluctantly agree to add additional tests besides the standard healing programs and medical scans. Hunk then hesitantly suggests they scan Shiro’s memories, too. Pidge agrees morosely—who knows WHAT the Galra got up to while they had their friend. Lance catches on, remembering how Ulaz stored information in his arm before. Keith instantly protests then stalks out of the room when instead of immediately siding with him in saying that these scans are unneccissary, Allura and Coran instead briefly pause Shiro’s healing cycle once his condition—although not completely healed—is at least stabilized.

It takes a few agonizing tics for Shiro to wake. But once he does and capable of processing the Altean’s summary and their request to scan his memories, he quickly agrees, although visibly shaken. His friends promise that he’ll wake again, soon, and that they’ll all be waiting for him. He nods jerkily before the cryopod once again induces a forced slumber.

Vargas tick by. Pidge, Allura, Hunk, and Coran quickly analyze each new shred of data and memory as quickly as it comes. Keith paces restlessly outside Shiro’s pod in vigil. Lance does his best to ensure everyone is fed and watered and reminded to rest as needed. Suddenly, Pidge screams. The other five immediately rush to her screen: “Kuron Subject Y0XT39. Status: cloning successful. Clone ready for preperation for Stage Three.”

Everyone stares in stunned silence: their friend inside of the pod is a clone. But is he the Shiro they know? If not, what happened to the original pilot Lieutenant Shirogane of the Kerberos Mission?

Much later, Hunk shouts a string of profanity as Coran shuts his eyes as his jaw snaps closed with an audible click: their worst fears are confirmed. The Arm is parasitic, capable of possessing the user. Worse still, Shiro’s(?) eyes and ears are implanted with the witch’s scrying technology and seeded with magic.

Pidge modifies her original search: over 5000 subjects were created under Operation Kuron.

Allura smashes her fist through a wall: the Shiro they recovered, although nearly identical, doesn’t have the same quintessence as their Black Paladin. Takashi is still missing. Did the witch learn how to fool a Lion? Why does she want so many clones?

Coran shouts again in horror: Zarkon lives. The clones were slowly being harvested to provide transfusions of “black paladin grade quintessence” to keep the tyrant alive.

With heavy hearts, they remove the Galran arm and visual and auditory implants from the clone, then wake him. He cries upon hearing the news. The Team assure him that he’s welcome to stay in the Castle as long as he desires—none of this is his fault—and asks what he wants to be called. He snarks that they should call him “kuron”, which they immediately refuse. He then suggests “Jiro” (second son), instead. They’re still not happy with that name, either, but it’ll do. For now.

Lance has an epiphany: what if they build something like what Hunk used to track down the Blue Lion and the Transreality Meteor (and apparently Sincline ships)…only it’s set to search for Shiro’s quintessence, instead? Even at worst, it’d still help them locate and free the other Shirogane Clones. But at best? They’d finally get their friend back. (Or discover his fate. But none are ready to admit that, still.)

Lotor continues to attack, now aided by a Sincline Ship in addition to his cruiser, private fighter, and fleet. The question can no longer be avoided: they NEED Voltron.

On shaking knees Jiro approaches the Black Lion. He confesses to knowing that he isn’t her Paladin, and his confusion as to why she’d save him, anyway. But, their friends need a fifth pilot, and the universe needs Voltron. So, if she’ll allow it, he wants to help. The Black Lion’s jaws open and her eyes flash gold. But the Black Lion and her Pride do not roar. Her answer is clear: she will fly with Jiro, but he is not her Paladin. Coran enters carrying a new set of armor acknowledging this: stormy lavender-grey, which brings out the exact shade of steel in Jiro’s eyes. He may not be Black’s Paladin, but he’ll be Black’s Pilot pro-tem all the same.

After a few tries, the Paladins’ and Lions’ bonds catch, allowing them to form Voltron and drive back Lotor’s forces at least for another day.

Hunk, Pidge, Allura, and Coran finish their “Shiro Finder”. To their shock, it shows Shiro’s quintessence lingering in and around Black Lion. Like he never left Black Lion’s side after that fateful battle. They do several more tests, with and without Jiro present in the same room, inside Black Lion, inside the Castle, or even offworld. The result is always the same: it’s Shiro, not Jiro, being sensed by the Finder.

Allura commands that the Paladins and Jiro form Voltron while stationed on an unoccupied planet with a breathable atmosphere well away from any major Galra activity. Now more confident in her alchemic abilities, she instructs they insert the bayards, focusing both on their bonds with their Lions as well as eachother, but with emphasis on Shiro in particular.

Jiro has no bond with Shiro. But he does have bonds with Shiro’s friends, and he KNOWS Shiro’s bonds with them.

On command they lay Voltron onto his back, allowing Allura to settle over the V symbol on his chest. Then, in tandem they insert the bayards, in direct parallel to when Allura and the Balmerans healed the Balmera; and Allura and the Paladins recharged the Black Lion. Voltron glows—red, green, pink, blue, yellow. Then, lavender and finally ultraviolet shine mingles yet distinct from Voltron’s head.

Takashi’s eyes flutter open. He sits slumped awkwardly atop Jiro’s lap in the cockpit seat, then slides sideways to share the seat next to him as BlackLion expands it (although Jiro later swears that Takashi’s seat sat slightly higher than his. Stupid cat.)

“…you found me?!”

“Yeah, we did.”

“Since when do I have a living twin?”

“Since Space, Takashi. And it’s ‘Jiro’.”

“No, you’re not. Nice to finally meet you, Ryou.”

[battlechick]

this is literally the sweetest thing ever 🥺

[badassunicorn2016]

Writing Tip June 4th

A list of body language phrases.

I’ve included a very comprehensive list, organized by the type of body movement, hand and arm movements, facial expressions etc. In some cases, a phrase fits more than one heading, so it may appear twice. Possible emotions are given after each BL phrase unless the emotion is indicated within the phrase. (They are underlined for emphasis, not due to a hyperlink.)

Note: I’ve included a few body postures and body conditions as they are non-verbal testimony to the character’s physical condition.

Have fun and generate your own ideas.:-)

Eyes, Brows and Forehead

arched a sly brow:  sly, haughty

blinked owlishly:  just waking, focusing, needs glasses

brows bumped together in a scowl:  worried, disapproving, irritated

brows knitted in a frown: worried, disapproval, thoughtful

bug-eyed:  surprised, fear, horror

cocky wink and confident smile:  over confidence, arrogant, good humor, sexy humor

eyes burned with hatred: besides hatred this might suggest maniacal feelings

eyes flashed: fury, defiance, lust, promise, seduction

eyes rolled skyward: disbelief, distrust, humor

forehead puckered:  thoughtful, worried, irritation

frustration crinkled her eyes

gaze dipped to her décolletage: sexual interest, attraction, lust

gimlet-eyed/narrowed eyes: irritation, thoughtful, mean, angry

gleam of deviltry:  humor, conniving, cunning

kept eye contact but her gaze became glazed: pretending interest where there is none/bordom

narrowed to crinkled slits:  angry, distrust

nystagmic eyes missed nothing (constantly shifting eyes):  Shifty

pupils dilated:  interested, attraction to opposite sex, fear

raked her with freezing contempt

slammed his eyes shut:  stunned, furious, pain

squinted in a furtive manner:  fearful, sneaky

stared with cow eyes:  surprised, disbelief, hopeful, lovestruck

subtle wink:  sexy, humor/sharing a joke, sarcasm

unrelenting stare: distrust, demanding, high interest, unyielding

Place To Place, Stationary Or Posture

ambled away:  relaxed, lazy

barged ahead:  rude, hurried

battled his way through the melee:  desperate, anger, alarm

cruised into the diner:  easy-going, feeling dapper, confident

dawdled alongside the road:  lazy, deliberate delay for motives, unhurried, relaxed

dragged his blanket in the dirt:   sadness/depressed, weary

edged closer to him:  sneaky, seeking comfort, seeking protection, seeking an audience

he stood straighter and straightened his tie:  sudden interest, sexual attraction

held his crotch and danced a frantic jig: demonstrates physical condition – he has to pee

hips rolled and undulated:  sexy walk, exaggerating for sex appeal

hovered over them with malice/like a threatening storm: here it’s malice, but one may hover for many reasons.

hunched over to look shorter:  appear inconspicuous, ashamed of actions, ashamed of height

leaped into action feet hammering the marbled floor:  eager, fear, joyous

long-legged strides:  hurried, impatient

lumbered across:  heavy steps of a big man in a hurry

minced her way up to him: timid, sneaky, insecure, dainty or pretense at dainty

paced/prowled the halls:  worried, worried impatience, impatient, diligently seeking pivoted on his heel and took off:  mistaken and changes direction, following orders, hurried, abrupt change of mind, angry retreat

plodded down the road:  unhurried, burdened, reluctant

practiced sensual stroll:  sexy, showing off

rammed her bare foot into her jeans: angry, rushed

rocked back and forth on his heels: thoughtful, impatiently waiting

sagged against the wall:  exhausted, disappointment

sallied forth:  confident, determined

sashayed her cute little fanny:  confident, determined, angered and determined

shrank into the angry crowd:  fear, insecure, seeking to elude

sketched a brief bow and assumed a regal pose: confident, mocking, snooty, arrogant skidded to an abrupt halt: change of heart, fear, surprise, shock

skulked on the edges of the crowd: sneaky, ashamed, timid

slithered through the door:  sneaky, evil, bad intentions

stormed toward her, pulling up short when: anger with a sudden surprise

swaggered into the class room:  over confident, proud, arrogant, conceited

tall erect posture:  confidence, military bearing

toe tapped a staccato rhythm:  impatience, irritation

tottered/staggered unsteadily then keeled over:  drunk, drugged, aged, ill

waltzed across the floor:  happy, blissful, exuberant, conceited, arrogant

Head Movement

cocked his head:  curiosity, smart-alecky, wondering, thoughtful

cocked his head left and rolled his eyes to right corner of the ceiling:  introspection

droop of his head: depressed, downcast, hiding true feelings

nodded vigorously: eager

tilted her head to one side while listening:  extreme interest, possibly sexual interest

Mouth And Jaw

a lackluster smile:  feigning cheerfulness

cigarette hung immobile in mouth: shock, lazy, uncaring, relaxed casualness

clinched his jaw at the sight:  angered, worried, surprised

curled her lips with icy contempt

expelled her breath in a whose:  relief, disappointment

gagged at the smell: disgust, distaste

gapped mouth stare:  surprised, shock, disbelief

gritted his teeth:  anger, irritation, holding back opinion

inhaled a sharp breath:  surprise, shock, fear, horror

licked her lips:  nervous, sexual attraction

lips primed: affronted, upset, insulted

lips pursed for a juicy kiss

lips pursed like she’d been chewing a lemon rind: dislike, angry, irritated, sarcasm

lips screwed into: irritation, anger, grimace, scorn

lips set in a grim line: sorrow, worried, fear of the worst

pursed her lips:  perturbed, waiting for a kiss

scarfed down the last biscuit:  physical hunger, greed

slack-mouthed:  total shock, disbelief

slow and sexy smile:  attraction, seductive, coy

smacked his lips: anticipation

smile congealed then melted into horror

smile dangled on the corner of his lips: cocky, sexy

smirked and tossed her hair over her shoulder:  conceit, sarcasm, over confident

sneered and flicked lint off his suit: sarcasm, conceit

spewed water and spit: shock

stuck out her tongue: humor, sarcasm, teasing, childish

toothy smile:  eagerness, hopeful

wary smile surfaced on her lips

Nose

nose wrinkled in distaste/at the aroma

nostrils flared:  anger, sexual attraction

nose in the air:  snooty, haughty

Face in General

crimson with fury

handed it over shame-faced

jutted his chin: confident, anger, forceful

managed a deadpan expression:  expressionless

muscles in her face tightened:  unsmiling, concealing emotions, anger, worried

rested his chin in his palm and looked thoughtful

rubbed a hand over his dark stubble:  thoughtful, ashamed of his appearance

screwed up her face:  anger, smiling, ready to cry, could almost be any emotion

sneered and flicked lint off his suit: conceit, derision, scorn

Arm and Hand

a vicious yank

arm curled around her waist, tugging her next to him:  possessive, pride, protective

bit her lip and glanced away:  shy, ashamed, insecure

brandished his fist:  anger, threatening, ready to fight, confident, show of pride

clamped his fingers into tender flesh:  anger, protective, wants to inflict pain

clenched his dirty little fists: stubborn, angry

clapped her hands on her hips, arms crooked like sugar bowel handles:  anger, demanding, disbelief

constantly twirled her hair and tucked it behind her ear:  attracted to the opposite sex, shy crossed his arms over his chest: waiting, impatient, putting a barrier

crushed the paper in his fist:  anger, surrender, discard

dived into the food: hunger, eager, greedy

doffed his hat:  polite gesture, mocking, teasing

doodled on the phone pad and tapped the air with her foot:  bored, inattention, introspection

drummed her fingers on the desk:  impatient, frustrated, bored

fanned her heated face with her hands: physically hot, embarrassed, indicating attraction

fiddled with his keys: nervous, bored

firm, palm to palm hand shake:  confident, honest

flipped him the bird: sarcastic discard

forked his fingers through his hair for the third time:  disquiet/consternation, worry, thoughtful

handed it over shame-faced:  guilt, shame

held his crotch and danced a frantic jig:  physical need to relieve himself

limp hand shake:  lack of confidence, lack of enthusiasm

propped his elbow on his knee: relaxed, thoughtful

punched her pillow:  restless, can’t sleep, angry

rested his chin in his palm:  thoughful, worried

scratched his hairy belly and yawned:  indolent, bored, lazy, relaxed, just waking

shoulders lifted in a shrug:  doubtful, careless discard

slapped his face in front of God and country:  enraged, affronted/insulted

snapped a sharp salute:  respect, sarcastic gesture meaning the opposite of respect

snapped his fingers, expecting service:  arrogant, lack of respect, self-centered

sneered and flicked lint off his suit

spread her arms wide: welcoming,  joy, love

stabbed at the food: anger, hunger, determined

stood straighter and smoothed his tie:  sudden interest, possible sexual interest

stuffed his hands in his pockets: self-conscious, throwing up a barrier

sweaty handshake:  nervous, fearful

touched his arm several times while explaining:  sign of attraction, flattery, possessive

wide sweep of his arms:  welcoming, all inclusive gesture, horror

Sitting or Rising

collapsed in a stupor:  exhausted, drunk, drugged, disbelief

enthroned himself at the desk:  conceit, pronouncing or taking ownership

exploded out of the chair:  shock, eager, anger, supreme joy

roosted on the porch rail like a cock on a hen house roof:  claiming ownership, conceit, content

sat, squaring an ankle over one knee:  relaxed and open

slouched/wilted in a chair and paid languid attention to:  drowsy, lazy, depressed, disinterest, sad, totally relaxed, disrespectful

squirmed in his chair: ill at ease, nervous, needs the bathroom

Recline

flung himself into the bed: sad, depressed, exhausted, happy

prostrated himself: surrender, desperate, miserable, powerless, obsequious, fawning, flattering

punched her pillow:  can’t sleep, anger, frustrated

threw himself on the floor kicking and screaming: tantrum

Entire body and General

body stiffened at the remark:  offended, anger, alerted

body swayed to music:  dreamy, fond memories, enjoys the music

bounced in the car seat, pointing:  excitement, fear, eager

cowered behind his brother:  fear, shyness, coward, desperate

curled into a ball:  sorrow, fear, sleepy, defensive

heart galloping:  anxiety, joy, eager

held his crotch and danced a frantic jig

humped over his cane, each step shaking and careful: pain, aged

inhaled a deep breath and blew out slowly: buying time to find words/thoughtful, reconciled

quick and jerky like rusty cogs on a wheel:  unsure of actions, self-conscious, tense, edgy

rocked back and forth on his heels:  impatient, cocky, gleeful

manhandled the woman into a corner:  bully, anger

slumped shoulders: defeat, depressed, sad, surrender

stiff-backed:  priggish, haughty, affronted

stood straighter and straightened his tie:  sexual interest, wants to make an impression

stooped and bent: aged, arthritic, in pain

stretched extravagantly and yawned:  tired, bored, unconcerned

sweating uncontrollably: nervous, fear, guilt

tall erect posture:  confidence, military bearing

was panting now at:  afraid, exhausted, out of breath, sexual excitement

-Sharla Rae

[toocool2btrue]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Voltron: Legendary Defender Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Katie Holt/Lance, Hunk/Shay (Voltron), Lance and hunk, Shiro and Keith - Relationship, Shiro and Katie, Shiro and Lance - Relationship, Allura and Pidge, Allura and Lance - Relationship, Coran and allura - Relationship, zarkon and Alfor, Haggar/Zarkon (Voltron), Iverson & Shiro (Voltron), Lotor and Allura, Allura/keith?, James Griffin/Pidge, Lotor and Katie Characters: Lance Serrano, Takashi Shirogane, Keith Kogane, Allura, Hunk, Shay, Lotor, Alfor, Zarkon, Haggar, Iverson, Coran, Minor Characters, Pidge | Katie Holt, James Griffin (Voltron) Additional Tags: plance, pidgance, flirty robot, Detective AU, Minor Character Deaths, Hidden Feelings, Slow Burn, Mysteries, Angst, there is going to be a wedding, one sided crush, Friendship, bretrayal, Murder, be prepared for a lot of relationship angst, Jealousy, Flirting, Hunay, potential kallura, Happy Ending? Summary:

The case of the unexpected murders of Alfor Arus and his wife Melenor that startled the nation and awakened the press has now landed in the hands of Katie Holt and Lance Serrano.

Handling such a high level case wasn’t expected to be easy but these two detectives find themselves getting further entangled in the mystery as new faces, hidden motivations and untold stories began to arise.

[cybergata]

[princesstigerbelle]

“WHO KNOCKS?!” “WHO DARES??!!”

[cipheramnesia]

Nobody gets in to see the wizard, no way no how!!!

[mulletkeith-moved]

voltron: legendary defender + tv tropes

pidge gunderson

[goodboydummy]

I don’t know if anyone has ever done this before but, here ya go… The Different Types of Fanfiction! 

I probably left a few out, but these are the most common, compared to their base fiction’s canon plot. Enjoy! XD

[gamzee-mackin-on-your-girl-blog]

The crack fic is enough for a reblog.

[yougothenigo]

then there are these favs….  ;)

[justanotherfmablog-blog]

always reblog

[lumosinlove]

Um yes this is genius. 

[triss-merigolds]

Respect doesn’t make history.

[hunnybunnyxo-deactivated2020012]

[sosuperawesome]

Enamel Pins

Cura Moon on Etsy

[duelling]

Joey Batey on the chemistry between him and Henry.

[captainlily-bug]

Finally Found a Sunset

Lance takes Pidge to see his very favorite spot to watch the sunset, though they don't end up doing much of that~

[yuugenxart]

So I’m back from home and finally got back to touching digital art! This was coloured from a doodle on the plane ✍🏻I’ve regressed in my non-existent colouring skills D: I’m posting this anyways because I already coloured it ☀️

[la-laborista-republiko]

[cryptiboy]

what if public libraries were open late every night so that:

- children and teens who cant get home until a later time have a safe, warm, well lit, populated area to socialize, charge devices, rest, etc

- children and teens have a safe place to go to stay away from danger

- people who have jobs that take up most of the day would still have time ANY DAY OF THE WEEK to go use the libraries facilities (printing, computers, etc)

[raptorkin]

This is exactly what public libraries are trying to achieve - public libraries as a third place is a whole thing - it’s just that the funding isn’t there (yet).

[captaindibbzy]

Libraries need and deserve so much funding

[entamewitchlulu]

I’m going to apologize if this post comes off as sounding very aggressive, but having just been through one of the most stressful experiences of my entire career in libraries: 

if you want this, you need to be at your local community government meetings. you need to be talking to your representatives.  you need to be out there Lobbying.

Just a few weeks ago, my library, me, my coworkers, we had to write letters, send emails, make phone calls, speak at council meetings, just to beg our aldermen to give us our usual funding. Which they didn’t even give to us last year.  Losing last year’s funding forced us to cut staff, hours, and all of our databases.  If we’d lost this year’s funding? two positions would have been gone and we would have likely had to close on Saturdays.  On Saturdays.  The day of the week most of y’all working M-F jobs actually have time to go to the fucking library.

And do you want to know how much money we were asking? We were asking for an increase of approximately 13 cents a person.

13.

Fucking.

Cents.

ACROSS AN ENTIRE YEAR.

No one seems to understand how libraries are funded.  It’s not just Free Stuff.  It’s your tax dollars being paid back into your community.  It’s crowdfunding.  The highest cost anyone in my community pays for the library a year is approximately $250.  Divide that up.  That’s just $4 a week.  That’s less than a coffee.  It’s the equivalent of purchasing about 10 hardcover books a year.  For that price, you could have access to every book that has ever been written, a place to go that’s not a bar, programs for kids, teens, and adults, educated staff that can help you find the answers to your questions, and so much more.

You want these late-night libraries?  You want all this stuff?  Start fighting for it.  Start showing up.  Start making phone calls.  It’s not going to come out of thin air.  Start fighting to erase the idea that taxes = evil.  Start fighting to spread the understanding that taxes are what help us build a better society.

Make sure the people who represent you know that you want this.  That this is where you want your tax dollars to go.  That this is what you want them to support.  That you are willing to see your tax bill go up a few more dollars for this.

Because otherwise?  None of this is going to happen.  Libraries are going to keep cutting their opening hours.  Keep cutting staff.  Keep cutting programs and databases and collections.

We NEED your support, and we need more than just a post on Tumblr.  We need to see people show up and speak out.