#emotionled

[empyrebled]

▛       @emotionled.      ▟

        it wasn’t unusual for them to spend their free time in each others’ company, and it certainly wasn’t unusual for shiro to lay there, cradled in keith’s arms, his breath faint against his head, his touch burning. it wasn’t unusual for shiro to ask, stay with me tonight, and it wasn’t usual to see raw emotion in his eyes as he pleaded, to see the loneliness and desperation. there were no better times and a better feeling of security than being in keith’s arms, he decided long ago     ——        home was where he was. 

        it certainly wasn’t unusual for shiro to place his head as nearest to keith’s heart as possible, to nestle his face in the crook of his neck, both arms around his waist to bring him any closer, to bring the both of them closer. it was comforting, and the both of them knew it     ——     it grounded shiro, kept him in the same plane, prevented him from dissolving and going to a different place entirely. 

       it wasn’t unusual, to have a pounding headache right after a particular episode. “    keith.    “ it wasn’t usual to hear such a strain in his voice, though. “   it’s  ...  happening, again.    “ whether from the warmth slowly seeping from his body, the coldness touching upon his skin wherever keith’s touch couldn’t reach, but shiro trembled, curling fingers in the other man’s shirt with a frantic grip. and it most certainly wasn’t usual where he couldn’t keep shiro grounded, couldn’t glue together his mind before he left. this just happened to be one of the rare times.

[lionaut-blog]

😴

Send ‘😴’ To Fall Asleep In My Muse’s Arms (accepting!)

or send  😴 + reverse for a sleepy lance!

          He’s relieved when Keith passes out. Sure, Keith had stopped talking to him a while ago… but at least now he knows the ibuprofen that he found in the bottom of his backpack (ibuprofen that’d been there since before they became Voltron; ibuprofen that had long since passed its expiration date) is working well enough for him to get some rest. His breathing is smoother, coming in soft puffs against his neck… and, for the first time since Keith got HURT, Lance releases control of muscles that had been coiled up like springs. 

          He sits back, cautious not to jostle the Paladin sleeping on his shoulder, and lets out a sigh— lets his eyes slip from the granite shadows beneath Keith’s eyes to the bandages around his abdomen; to the dying fire that will only be able to generate warmth for an hour more, to the mass of vegetation surrounding them (that, as dense as it is, still has him feeling exposed), before his eyes come to rest upon an alien sky. There are no stars. Up there, the clouds are swirling like a VORTEX— and just like that, before he can even think about relocating to dryer ground, the sky opens up. 

          Cursing under his breath, he pulls Keith in close, sheltering him from the downpour with as much of his body as he can. The others won’t be able to rescue them in this… and, to make matters worse, a few minutes later the fire fizzles out. 

          After that, it is very… very… very dark. 

          Lance is too old to be scared of the dark; too old to CRY and refuse to go to bed without a nightlight or a galaxy of glowing stars stuck to his ceiling… but he can’t help the way it seems to paralyze his chest; like there’s an elephant sitting right in the middle of it. Forcing a shaky breath, he wraps an arm around Keith, presses his face into the red Paladin’s dampening hair— this time, more for his own comfort than Keith’s— and closes his own eyes as they start to prickle. 

          Morning can’t come soon enough. 

[charmbug-blog]

' if you win , you live ; if you lose , you die . '

               ❛ ugh, is this some kind of joke? kill me? you couldn’t even touch me with that broken sword of yours, kid. if you want to be scary try getting angry, hm? ❜ pearly teeth were bared in a ferocious smile, trace amounts of rage seeping through her cool exterior. ❛ but fine, you want to fight? it’s been a while since i got to beat someone up for fun. try not to make it too easy for me. ❜ tossing spotted weapon in the air, string disappeared as a glow engulfed the weapon as she caught it and lobbed the grenade at the boy. ❛ you might wanna duck. ❜ / ( answered for @emotionled )

[oceanwoven]

[text] Listen I’ll help you if you give me a bj [text] Sorry friend stole my phone ( honestly i have no excuse djgkruihg )

[   STRAIGHT   WHITE   BOYS   TEXTING   ]

[  TEXT  :   Mr   Bonding   Moment   ]   rly  ?  ?   And   here   I   was  ,   getting   ready   to   head   to   ur   room   all   dolled   up  …[  TEXT  :   Mr   Bonding   Moment  ]   wait[  TEXT  :   Mr   Bonding   Moment  ]   keith   we’re   in   space   there’s   no   one   else   out   here[  TEXT  :   Mr   Bonding   Moment  ]   KEITH   YOU   ACTUALLY   SENT   THAT  ?  ?  ?