I feel like YJ fandom is about to turn into second VLD fandom. Please don't.
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

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I feel like YJ fandom is about to turn into second VLD fandom. Please don't.
"He had been dying for 10.000 years not being able to be loved. So he decided to become a hero. Everyone loves heroes.
It's a story of a man who wanted to be a hero so bad he was ready to turn into a monster. It's a story about parents that killed their own child by rejecting him..."
January Morning - St. Petersburg by Ed Gordeev
âShe was ready to sacrifise herself from the very begining. Iâm not even sure she felt alive since getting out of that cryopod. I...I know it has to be a story about a brave hero, but... I see nothing but one doomed princess...â
" What is the most lonely place you've ever been? " " ...a crowd "
tell me where does your strength come from and I will tell where your weakness lies
Your hatred is nowhere to be heard Your sadness is nowhere to be seen
they are hidden in grey strands of your hair and stuck in your bleeding throat suffocating you
Angels are always voiceless
Black & White
"If one day I have to choose between two men, I'll chose not the one who stands in front of me, looking right into my eyes, but the one who is behind me, protecting my back in silence"
in hell we will sing
âI... had a dreamâ
âEvery wound I have ever taken means it hasn't reached the ones I loveâ
â...It also means it reaches the ones who love youâ
Every time I get messages like âYou made me enjoy the shipâ or âIâm used to be an anti but I changed my mind nowâ I feel a little proud of myself.
And i am thankful for that.
Every Allura and Lanceâs moment is so adorable and pure, like dammit theyâre really good at comforting each other hhhnNNNNGGG
Can we all agree that @batmorphy is one of the kallura queens?
wow. i mean, WOW.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Technically a morning reblog :P
Inspired by batmorphyâs masterful heartwrenchings
Preview?
Touch is a lot of things. Itâs what lingers on Alluraâs shoulders, tender soft and sweet and slow.
(In her it strikes hot hard and fast.)
Touch is what gives and takes life. Its striker sharper than her whip; itâs crack louder than the strike across Keithâs⊠well.
Touch is what grounds. It is her feet on the floor of the castle. It is the outstretch of her hand to a new ally. It is her back to Keith in a new battle. It is their legs over Redâs paw; a longing and a lingering.
Touch is inescapable.
The expression of love, the pinnacle of pleasure. Touch is. The fervor of hatred, the height of betrayal. Touch is. The bringer of sustenance, the warning of change, the setting of mood.
It is all things, so much, many things and photographs may communicate much but how much more worth is the warmth of a hand? How much more priceless is the kiss of a dip?
How much more unspeakable is the touch of lovers (finally) outspoken?
It ends with a beginning.
HMU on AO3!Â