#atlasbroke

[atlasbled]

     [ I’m not saying the fandom needs angst but...we need angst. Also, @worldly-diversity you don’t have to force it! Some muses wanna leap out of non-existence and some muses don’t! ]

[sovreign-blog2]

@atlasbroke

     “My Emperor, we’ve captured one of the Paladins.” Ten-thousand deca-phoebs he’s waited in the depths of deep space, searching, hungering for that which he’d lost too long ago. A seething writhing seed of anger burrowing its tendrils in his veins, devouring any fledgling sense of right and wrong. Maw cracks, emits a subdued and wistful sigh.

     At long last.

          This beast has a target.

     “Bring him to me.”

[worldly-diversity]

heyyyyy

IF I’M YOUR TUMBLR CRUSH SEND ME A “HEY”

JFC which part of stahp didn’t y'all get??

Ty so much dear! I’m having a great time chatting and I look forward to us doing all the things together~

[worldly-diversity]

“ i got you. it’s gonna be okay, you’re going to be okay.” @ keith.

HURT MEME

The familiar voice broke through the haze his head was in and he groaned, wincing slightly when Shiro hoisted him up and helped him keep upright. “S-Shiro…” His voice was gravelly, though Keith wasn’t about to enlighten Shiro to the fact that was because of the screaming, not from disuse…

He’d been reckless and the Galra had captured him, spent their time torturing him for information, locations, coordinates, allies, intel they had on the Galra, anything and everything… He didn’t think he’d cracked, but parts were hazy and fuzzy around the edges, the pain taking over and blocking out the memories.

Keith stumbled along as Shiro led him out of the cell and tried to get him back to the Lions. Red was there, but Keith was in no shape to drive her. Instead he was put in the seat and carefully strapped in. She’d get him home, he knew. But… Why did their bond feel so distant and vague?

[worldly-diversity]

“you okay?” - for carlos!!

send “you okay?” to find my muse sitting alone on a roof at night

Carlos kept his eyes on the stars as Takashi settled next to him. His perch on the roof really wasn’t safe, but he’d been in more precarious places before and didn’t mind. It was nice, seeing the stars here in Auradon. He can still remember the awe he felt when he saw them for the very first time three years ago.

“Yeah, I’m fine…” He replied absently, trying to connect the dots in the sky. He liked coming up here. It reminded him that despite the fact the barrier was down and his mom roamed the streets once more, he was still free.

[worldly-diversity]

❛ nobody wins this way ! ❜ -- to ben or mal, your choice. :)

DESCENDANTS 2 SENTENCE MEME

“I know that—!” Ben exclaimed, the tension still not having left his shoulders. He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down though, Takashi wasn’t to blame here. 

“I know that…” He repeated more calmly. “I don’t want to do this either, hell it wasn’t even my idea! But the council wants to keep the panic to a minimum after what happened with Hades…” 

No mention of Mal was made there. He wouldn’t incriminate her, but he strongly disagreed with her. There had to be a better solution, there had to be! The Isle needed them…

[worldly-diversity]

👊 for keith or lance! :)

SEND 👊 FOR YOUR MUSE TO FIND MINE BRUTALLY BEATEN AND LEFT TO DIE

Lance had been on a mission alone, for once, which rarely happened. Normally they would have traveled in pairs at least, but the others had been needed for their own missions. He must’ve gotten overconfident, he thinks, his mind pulling back from the pain. He doesn’t even think to question if he had been given incomplete intel, he’d clearly just been careless like always…

There had been more sentries than expected but that hadn’t been the issue. No, he’d gotten what he came for and was making his escape when he’d been ambushed by what looked like a couple of rogues. Except weren’t rogues usually on their side? Lance winced away from the thought and the accompanying throb to his head. At least he’d been lucky enough not to have been recognised as a Paladin of Voltron, or they wouldn’t have just left him there to die.

Footfalls came then, though he had no idea how long it had been. ‘Come to play some more?’ He wanted to snark out, but all he managed was a pained wheeze. White boots stopped in front of him and someone was calling his name, dragging him back into the world of pain he’d been trying to escape.

The sudden influx of sensation nearly made him cry out and tears welled up in the corners of his eyes. He’d been so strong until now not to react— With the bruises, internal bleeding and myriad of broken bones, Shiro’s voice began to register through the haze, and when he squinted he could make out the other’s face somewhat…

More running footfalls came up behind the black paladin, familiar shapes and colours. They’d found him then, he’d be fine… Lance promptly lost consciousness.