This piece of labradorite I ordered from @bekkathyst looks like a miniature galaxy 🌌
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This piece of labradorite I ordered from @bekkathyst looks like a miniature galaxy 🌌
New blog, finally!
I set up a more personal one if you guys are interested :3 Feel free to head on over to @sigma-libra3.tumblr.com
Don’t worry, however! This blog will not be deleted! It just won’t be updated, anymore.
Love you all <3
I understand. It's sad to see you go and we'll miss you, Mod Warren, and I can honestly say you were one of the best parts of this fandom. You and your writing always cheered me up. But I was wondering, do you have a personal blog we could follow?
I will be posting that when I make it! I promise I won't be disappearing just yet :3
It’s Time To Talk. [IMPORTANT]
I’ve been figuring out how to say this for awhile.
I have no love for this blog/Voltron anymore.
It’s been goodness knows how long, and during that time I’ve found other things to move onto.
This fandom...was certainly something. And while all of you guys were fantastic people, I didn’t care for the rest of it. As I’ve stated before, it sort of ruined the show. I can’t run a blog if I don’t love the show. So, to all those people out there that just sent me a request, or have sent me some in the past- I’m sorry. This isn’t your fault. You guys have been great, but after about a year or so I’ve doing this...I can’t see myself continuing. It’s not fair to any of you to keep promising and promising and just...never getting anything back.
Thank you guys, and good luck. <3
*SCREAMS* SEASON THREEEEEEEE
Ah, yes, season three. I’ll probably be back from my unofficial hiatus by then- any thoughts on it that you guys wanna share?
Lotor pls
s a s s ™
Self-indulgent crossover
I’m a damsel, I’m in distress, I can handle this.
Have a nice day.
family portrait 📷✨
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you have to let him go
Shiro + sitting cross-legged
Um hey! It's my birthday and could i maybe get a happy birthday from the paladins? :3 Thanks!
Hey! I’m super sorry that I haven’t been able to do this for a few days, life’s been pretty busy! I hope you had a lovely birthday <3
I also wasn’t quite sure how to interpret this, so I went the general headcanon route. If you’d prefer something else, feel free to message me and I’ll send it to you privately later :3
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Shiro: Being the little bean that he is, he would totally one-hundred percent be all for trying to plan you a perfect, little party. He’d want balloons and *everyone* would have to sign the card (he made it himself askfjkasa) and would try his damnedest to find a birthday present for you. I mean, this guy would go all over- to every alien market that he could find- and try to get you something special. Hunk: Would put more of an effort into try and find ways to make a cake for you, if that was even possible with what little access to Earthen ingredients he has, but by golly gracious, he does try. Even if that means making the green goop *look* like cake he’d try. He wants it to be special for you. Keith: Is kind of…lost as to what he should do? What could he get you? What should he say? He kind of just tags along with Shiro and Hunk, who know full well with what they’re doing and how they’re going to go plan your birthday. Don’t take this the wrong way, however, this doesn’t mean that he thinks less of you- but rather, he’d prefer if the circumstances weren’t like this.
Lance: Is pretty excited about it? Every chance he can get for a party, he’s pumped about it. Who wouldn’t be? Do you know how boring space is? Do you know how many places look the same? He’d be so happy about it, even if it wasn’t his birthday. For the entire day, he’d constantly be asking if you were okay, or if you needed anything, or if you had something on your mind- he tries to make you feel like it really is *your* birthday. He wants it to be special. Pidge: Is kinda of like Keith in a lot of ways. Pidge wants to contribute, really, she does, but…what should she do? Smol awkward bean does not know. She kinda shadows Lance and Shiro, helping them make the card (she chose the colors) and do the decorations (she drew all the posters) and hopes that she made you happy in some way. She tried her best.
YOUR WRITING IS AMAZINGN
Heh, thank you :3 I’m glad you enjoy it so much <3
I say there is too much Keith angst he should be happy for once, please pretty could I have a request where the reader has no mouth to brain filter when theyre dead tired, and they had been up all night studying the castle/star charting/training/what have you and they accidentally let it slip like "hey yknow you're a great guy... I love you, you're fantastic," and he's like "wait what did you say?" "That you know you're not terrible."
This is such a cute one~
I hope you enjoy!
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“Do you think,” you began, your hands dragging the skin around your eyes, not even noticing the sting it brought, “if I just…stare at this long enough…it would be finished?”
Keith’s eyebrows furrowed, a yawn passed from his lips, “How long have you been working on that?”
You pause to think, attempting to stave off the wonderful call of sleep that edges at your mind,
“I…I think…all day?”
Keith whistled, his eyebrows shooting upwards, “All day? Seriously? Don’t you think you should be getting some rest now, or-”
“Oh, no!” You protested, attempting to wipe the tiredness from your eyes, “I was only…I was just taking a break now. I gotta get these in for you guys by tomorrow or Allura will have my head,”
That made him laugh, and your heart bloomed at the sound. Like soft wind chimes in a light, spring breeze. You smiled warmly as he continued to chuckle,
“Come on now, you know she wouldn’t be like that to ya,”
“Yes!” You say with a fatigued smirk, your eyes sparkling as you looked at him, “She would! She’s been asking for these for a few weeks now…I’ve been putting them off to…you know, train with you, and everything…”
Keith tilted his head, his eyes full of curiosity, “You’ve been doing a lot around here, ya know,”
“Really?” You say excitedly, and in an instant, it felt like almost all of your sluggishness had disappeared, “I’ve been trying to be more helpful! I want to be helpful…”
Keith had to bite back a smirk as he watched you yawn again, your head slowly sagging down onto the table,
“Whaddya mean, Y/n? You’re worth a lot to us here,”
You felt your heart skip a beat, but your brain was too far gone to stop your mouth from saying things,
“Do I…” Your voice grew quiet, tender, eyes closing as your spoke, “do I mean anything to you?”
The instant you said that Keith felt as if he’d choked. To…to him?
You continued on, your arm no longer supporting your head, and instead, it lay to rest on the table in front of you,
“I mean I…I know this is probably a uh…hah…a weird time to say it, but you’re…you’re really cool, you know? You’re strong and smart and..and…you’re so kind to everyone and that smile of yours just melts me and I feel so…safe with you. I just…I…”
It had felt pretty underwhelming to Keith’s ears as if he’d been expecting something a little more…electric to burst from your lips- but he thought his disappointment to be his fault. He was expecting something out of his desires and ignored the fact that you were merely having a conversation with him.
Nothing more.
That idea hurt him. The idea that you may not feel for him as he does for you.
All but forgetting the fact that precious documents and files sat in front of you, waiting to be filled out and translated, you soon closed your eyes fully, finding the draw to resting to be too much to handle- but not before you spoke your mind, your thoughts filled with Keith as you whispered,
“…I love you, Keith.”
It took him a moment to realize what you had said, but by the time he had gasped, you were already fast asleep, your head on the table, your body in the seat.
And for a few moments, Keith felt stuck in limbo, your words in his ears, echoing and crashing through his head, his stomach in knots, his heart to the beat of a marching drum,
“I love you, too!” He said back, his words in the form of a shout, so loud that they too, echoed throughout the castle, only to be bounced back to him.
You couldn’t hear him.
But Keith found himself laughing, smiling, grinning like an absolute madman as he fell back onto the couches, his body the lightest it's ever felt in...forever.
“I love you, too, Y/n.”