#bxlora

[blazerought]

"My safety isn't important! You're what matters!" And it was true, they already lost Shiro, another loss is not something they can afford right now. Keith holds the status as the Black Paladin, their leader, and it was her job to protect him. He had people to go back to, a beloved to find, her own are gone and she's accepted it. Yuki's sword quickly drops to the ground, stretching out to a barrier to block the shots. "Go, Keith! It won't hold for long!"

DANGEROUS LOYALTY | CLOSED

❝ N-no, I can’t- I…! ❞

Keith’s head shook frantically, wide eyes shifting from Yuki to what could be their inevitable doom and back again. IT WAS JUST THEM and just them wasn’t enough to stop this force. The team had been split up and it was time to regroup and Keith knew he couldn’t do that without splitting the fire.

Though what he SHOULD do wasn’t quite aligning with what he WANTED to do. Deep down Keith knew better than anyone that sacrifices needed to be made sometimes for the greater good. He couldn’t let something like emotion cloud his judgement because in order to save the most people possible his decisions had to be based on logic and reason.

Logic dictated he should take what time Yuki could buy him.

Emotion dictated that HE WAS SCARED and didn’t want to lose anyone else who was important to him, and so soon after he’d lost Shiro.

Eyes pressed shut tightly, fingers digging up and into his eyes to rub at them under his helmet. He took deep breaths in succession, IN AND OUT, and by the time he’d looked up again a tick later he nodded in understanding.

Every muscle in his body felt heavy and LEADEN and his throat and eyes burned but he’d nodded and gotten up to go, unwilling to cast a glance back over his shoulder at what he was leaving behind. HE COULDN’T DO IT because if he did then he’d turn back and they’d both be doomed which meant that VOLTRON WOULD BE DOOMED and he couldn’t do that to the universe.

After all, the universe was more important than his own happiness.

HE KNEW THAT.

[hebraved]

                   ❝   It’s a PICKUP LINE,   ❞   Hunk answers,   a wide smile on his face as he leans in CLOSE.    He’s not sure she quite understood what he was trying to convey,   so just so there wasn’t any CONFUSION,   he adds,   ❝   I was trying to WIN YOUR HEART.   Did it work,   or do I have to try again?   ❞

@bxlora // cont. 

[bblogan-blog1]

👍👌🎊

MEME: - Accepting; 

@bxlora

👍 You’re doing great! Keep it up! 

👌 Your character portrayal is amazing. 

🎊 I’m happy to have met you.

D’awww!! This is seriously super sweet of you to send over! This makes my happy that my awesome bud thinks I’m doing a great job as this green bean! And I’m also glad we’re epic friends too! You’re waffle awesome!! Thank you so much!! <33

[voidfought]

       ❝ Oh, no. Of course that wasn’t water. It was vodka. ❞ He reaches into his bag && pulls out a bottle of wine.  ❝ && this is a chaser. Do you want some, Yuki? ❞

cont. // @bxlora​ 

[hebraved]

      The lights glittered in the darkness, reflecting off the snow && the windows, casting lights in places they might not have normally fell. Hunk rubbed his hands together, && puffed warm breath on them, rubbing them together as he ignored the way his insulated bag knocked against his chest. Still, they were no warmer, && he sighed. He was used to sun && sand, not this snow at the university.

      It wasn’t home, but Hunk enjoyed the people, && the food, && the learning. It could be home, with time.

      He presses onward; glad when he reaches the building he’d been in search of. He ducks inside, dusting some snow off the top of his beloved orange hat as he starts up the stairwell. Soon enough, he arrives at his destination, && smiles, knocking on the door.

      Yuki’s unmistakably bright white hair comes into view, && his smile grows wider. She’s so beautiful. Hunk wonders if she knows that, but he doesn’t mention it.

      ❝ Yuki, I come bearing gifts! I heard you were feeling down from a very reliable source, so I’ve brought you some of fresh made fa’ausi. They might even still be warm, if the cold outside hasn’t managed to cool them off. ❞

a lil gift for the lovely @bxlora

[voidfought]

me: reblogs an angst meme

cute and salty squad: immediately sends it in at the same time

[blazerought]

bxlora replied: she’s just like “how come lance gets to say it!”

Lance gets a lot of special privileges to the point he can literally just straight up annoy Keith with next to no consequence now. That’s the true benefit of Keith being head-over-heels in love with you.

[skyveined-blog]

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░▒█ Shiro’s File (or at least what hasn’t been redacted) :: ✶

🏨  : How well does your muse sleep?

      He hardly sleeps at all If we’re being honest, but when he does sleep, he’s restless. Constantly tossing && turning, waking up every fifteen minutes, nightmares. He’s more likely to stay awake outright && do things that he might not have gotten done during the day hoping he tuckers himself out enough to sleep. 

     However, on a night where he does manage to sleep, he’s likely in the worst possible positions because he tosses && turns. Arms slung off the bed, feet hanging out from under the covers, face buried in a pillow. The easiest way to describe his sleeping position is sloppy drunk, but, at least hes sleep.