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For a request: Slow dancing at an Altean party when times are easy again
@1o3o1 replied to your photo “Sheith Angst Week Day 1 - Unrequited (bc there isn’t enough suffering...”
That hurt my heart
that was the intention!
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1o3o1 replied to your post “Could I ask how you headcanon Craig as having Aspergers?”
But through out the series, Craig seems to know what's socially acceptable and what isn't. I like your theory, A LOT. There's just a little bit of holes. Again, I like this theory.
I get what you’re saying and I’m not offended, but this doesn’t really create holes I think!
As an aspie myself, I’ve still managed to learn between what society deems acceptable and unacceptable. It’s not impossible for those with Asperger’s to learn how to act with neurotypicals! It’s a matter of learning from being taught or observing (ie. Heidi teaching him that sometimes people just want to be supportive with each other and he immediately latches onto that information and uses it. Cartman fails to understand this notion because he has ASPD)
Keith and Shiro are literally Star crossed Lovers.
Star-crossed?? you mean,, entirely ill-fated,, incredibly misfortunate, loving each other against all odds, even when they’re inevitably torn apart? Drawn together across the vast expanse of the universe in spite of everything conspiring against them?
yep,, i think you’re onto something there
So my new manager is a young guy. He's very very good looking. Kinda built. Perfect face and everything. When one of my supervisors told me to help him out at the register. ( he's runs the register and I bag) While I was bagging there were tears running down my cheeks. I was crying because he was that beautiful. He actually asked me why in was crying and I got super flustered. It was super embarrassing. >///<
oh my god, that’s the literal “I saw a man so beautiful I almost cried??” meme brought to life hahahaha. I love it.
So I laughed really hard when I saw this, but I kept thinking “who would this fit?” and then I mentioned it to @longhairpidge and she straight up was like “This is Shance.” – SOOOO what do you know! This is my first ever attempt at Shance! :)
(Okay, I know in canon, Shiro and Lance seem to have only “officially” met for the first time in season 1 episode 1 but… just roll with it lmao.)
“Ugh, I can’t believe I was the only one who got caught,” Lance groans to Hunk when he arrives back in their dorm room. “You get away with everything.”
Hunk looks up from his book and shakes his head.
“Dude, I warned you about stalling in the corridors but nope. Ms. Quintana shows up and you had to stop and stare.”
“Thanks for your support,” Lance rolls his eyes.
“No problem,” Hunk says proudly. “So what did Iverson give you?”
“Just the usual disciplinary stuff,” Lance drones as he changes out of his uniform and into more comfortable clothes he can work in. “Cleaning out the engines in the east hangars today.”
“Oh. That doesn’t sound too bad,” Hunk shrugs.
“Says the mechanic,” Lance sighs. “Whatever, I should probably go now before Iverson finds more shitty duties to tack onto me. See you at dinner?”
“Yup. Good luck, buddy,” Hunk says, turning back to his book as Lance leaves the room.
Lance drags his feet in stubborn annoyance towards the hangar. When he arrives, the doors open to him and his breath catches in his throat.
Takashi Shirogane — THE Takashi Shirogane AKA Garrison’s resident Golden boy — turns to look over at him.
“Hello, cadet,” he nods. “You must be Lance.”
“H-hi,” Lance squeaks with an awkward wave of his hand. “Uh — what are you doing here? How do you know my name?”
“I was scheduled to supervise you today,” the Takashi Shirogane answers him. “Are you ready to get to work?”
Supervise?! Lance almost forgets to breathe. His hero, Takashi Shirogane, is supervising him? And Lance, a lowly cargo pilot, gets to be in his presence? For an extended amount of time?!
Lance gulps and takes a deep breath. Although the older man is just wearing his uniform, Lance can’t help but notice just how well the guy fills it out — especially in the arms area.
And not to mention, his face in general, and just, everything, is so damn handsome.
Don’t freak out, don’t freak out, don’t freak out, Lance runs through his head. It’s too late, I’m freaking out, I’m freaking out. Shit, that’s what Hunk would say. WHAT IS HAPPENING?
“Are… you alright?” Takashi Shirogane asks with a polite tilt of his head. “It’s a pretty hot day outside, but we’re indoors, which is nice.”
It’s only then that Lance realizes there are quite possibly tears forming in his eyes. He’s only ever dreamed of getting to meet his hero in person, and being in such close proximity to him for several hours? Lance can hardly handle it.
“I know it sucks to have to do disciplinary work on your day off like this,” he continues, “but don’t worry. I’ll take it easy on you.”
“T-take it easy? On me?” Lance laughs nervously, fidgeting with the collar of his shirt. “S-sure. I’m fine with that!”
“Um, okay,” he replies uncertainly, though there’s a ghost of a chuckle behind his voice. “Well, if you’re ready, maybe you could start at the end of the line over there.”
He gestures with his thumb to the leftmost corner of the room where a bunch of hovercrafts sat.
“Let me know if you need anything, alright?”
“Y-yeah,” Lance stammers as he ducks his head and starts walking towards the vehicles of his duties. “I’ll probably be fine…”
Nervous and giddy, he picks up the cleaning supplies and bucket and gets to work. But not without stealing glances every now and then at the Takashi Shirogane.
Perhaps disciplinary actions weren’t all that bad.
Here's a Sheith prompt. Shiro returns to the castle ship. His hair his longer, he looks beaten up. He tries to find the other paladins, like Ulaz did in s2ep3. Once it was time for Keith to try and take down the "stranger" he quickly recognized him. ( I need some Keith tears in my life )
Keith didn’t stop for anything. Not since he’d taken up the role of leader. It was because he had stopped that he had lost…
He didn’t make it a habit anymore.
So when the alarms had gone off, warning everyone of an intruder, Keith had taken off running. It had to be something dangerous, something that would hurt them and set everything back. the others were still lagging behind him, but that was fine, he wouldn’t stop so he could take on this intruder by himself.
Keith rounded the final corner, his bayard pulled and already summoning the sword he preferred, but then he did something he never expected.
He stopped.
His bayard dropped from his hand and clattered to the ground, he could hear the others frantically asking Keith what happened, but all he could focus on was the intruder.
The intruder looked worse for wear. His armor was dirtied and dented, his hair was nearly to his shoulders, and his eyes-his eyes
Keith launched himself forward, not to attack but to cling tight and hold onto the person he was afraid was gone for good, a thick sob leaving his throat as he felt arms wrap around him.
“S-Shiro, you’re-you’re here you’re-I missed you.”
There was a soft, weary chuckle and a hand in his hair and Keith finally felt at ease as Shiro responded back.
“I missed you too.”
@1o3o1 replied to your post: Sheith modern AU where they nearly break up over...
* slams my southern hands on the table * Sweet tea is liquid gold!
*high fives you with my southern hand*