There aren’t nearly enough toxic or mild to very fucked up MR-S/VR-LA aus. There’s more than a couple messy Professionals ones, but I struggle to think of fucked up Unprofessionals ones
I don’t have ideas rn I’m afraid
But I just think they should get to be a bit twisted about each other
in these, troublesome times, honesty and truth are more valuable than any jewels. that is why im standing here today, in front of you all, during this lovely evening.
i believe that a blog's values are upheld by its followers, first and foremost, though it is the leaders that create those values firsthand.
i, as the biggest figure head of this blog, am the first person people expect to uphold these values. This. is why I am here today.
Most of you have probably heard the, allegations, that have been thrown around recently. these were not taken lightly by my peers, though i expect nothing less of such an excellent leadership. in my, humble, opinion, every accusation and allegation should be treated with the appropriate gravitas it deserves.
for those of you who happen to not be aware of the situation, i will be sure to explain the events as we go through them.
My fellow followers, I would like to start by simply saying this: I am not stupid, never have been.. But alas, i am a mere human, and, like all humans im sure, i experience the occasional boust of overconfidence in my abilities. this is natural for us humans.
so, as i went to work today, it was not stupidity, that lead me to the events that happened, but it was my self-assuredness.
as i searched for the eggs, i was being most delicate with them, aware of the many practical jokes that are made about them.
i had picked up a plastic bowl as a container for the eggs. small enough to manage with my left hand alone, but big enough, for the eggs. this choice was the optimal way to do things, at least until I'd rinsed the eggs.
for the trip back, i had gathered my bucket to my right hand, and the egg bowl to my left. when i reached the front door, i started to doubt my choice of egg container.
see, i leave my boots outside, thus, it was the time to remove them. i manage to do this without my hands, sure, but like many times before, the sock on my left foot went with the boot. i now needed two free hands to put the sock back. all was still well, as i simply put both the bucket and the egg basket on the porch next to me.
when i had reunited my dear sock with my foot, i was faced with a problem.
two steps from me was the front door, closed. id need to open it. however, i had already started picking up my bucket, and at this point i already felt tired of picking things up, only to place them down 10 seconds later. so how could i avoid having to bend down to pick up my bucket and egg bowl, after id opened the door.
my hands worked before my brain got the chance, and the heavy egg bowl was place on top of the empty bucket's lid. i knew what was going to happen once i fully picked up the bucket. the egg bowl would weigh on one side of the bucket more, it would start to slip as the bucket turned, and finally the bowl of eggs would fall to the ground.
i, however, was confident in my abilities. i could balance the bucket as i opened the door, and would quickly retreat my hand to steady the bucket, before it has the chance to rotate around the handle.
i made sure the egg bowl was in the middle of the bucket lid, to keep the balance, and lifted the bucket with its handle.
the bowl weighed a side of the bucket, the bucket turned around the handle, the bowl slid, and the bowl hit the ground.
and thusly, as you can see, my fellow followers. even the smartest human is still just a human. and humans make misjudgements. thank you.
Angst Hallura AU where Hunk is so in love with Allura that it almost hurts. But the thing is, Lance and Allura are together. Everyone knew that Lance liked Allura ever since they first meet, but that didn't stop Hunk falling in love with Allura. He watch from distance Lance and Allura, wishing it was him but he was happy for his friend. The day the paladins had to say goodbye to Allura, Hunk couldn't stop shaking and crying. The only reason he stood, was because of Pidge who was holding him. When Allura walked over to the old paladins and Honerva´s family, Hunk runs over and pulls her into one last hug. He whispers “I love you” right before everything turns into white.
When Hunk first sees the altean marks on Lances face, he cant help but feel jealous. And the jealousy only grows when they are holding a funeral for Allura, Lance is the one who is up and speaking how much he loves Allura. But of course, he doesn't blame Lance for anything since it isn't his fault at all. They all mourn together.
It takes Hunk a while before he stares at himself at the mirror. He is standing naked in front of the mirror, examining his scars. When he rotates his body - like he can see his back on the mirror - Hunk noticed marks on his back. It is the size of the space mice and it has the color yellow, and the marks are similar to the Altean marks. A feeling of mixed of grief and relief wash over him.
