#eyyyyyyyyyyyyy

[flamccinno18]

Here you go, Walton Nation

[5p00kybunny]

[gingersmiith]

i’m back

[gryffindorcls]

🌹 hey girl~ I have a wonderful rose for you~

OH, HEY, FWEN 👁️👄👁️ Here's your sentence... The more he thought about it, the more he realized that her situation as Ladybug sounded eerily reminiscent of his life as Adrien Agreste, the perfect model and son.

[hilow]

So it's the end, Eremika canon, Hilow canon, Hitch lives, we can just vibe now 😌

oh i am VIBIN let me TELL YOU

[mynameismeowmeow]

what do you call it when you smuggle a bunch of contra-bassons and bari saxes into a concert?

contraband

[youngbloodbuzz]

30 + 42, Karadox? (pretty sure you ship that, sorry if I'm wrong)

not actively really but hellz yea i’ll take that on they’re my sweet alien kids

Holiday Fic + The Big Damn Kiss god bless

my first instinct was to make this a christmakkuh fic but then i realized.......................halloween babey

brainy is well aware what halloween is. he’s seen the movie. wasn’t very fond of it. but when he realizes like it’s an actual thing, an actual holiday, it takes him a grand total of 0.00000008 nanosecond to learn everything about the fascinating culture

for kara, besides christmakkuh and tbh the horror movies, it’s kara’s second favourite holiday and she deems it her responsibility this year that they have a costume party. which means no superhero outfits at all. 

by now, thanks to the help of nia being a patient sweetheart and alex’s big sister energies, brainy has a slightly better understanding of the complexity of relationships and how they work, he also spent a good amount of time doing his own research watching romcoms 

so when querl ‘’i hide in closets to avoid party people’’ dox learns that kara wants to host a party, he’s surprisingly all for it, multitasking between work and costume ideas during work hours much to alex’s dismay again. 

he takes nia with him to go costume shopping and spends the entire time helping him with a knowing smirk as wanders in agony searching for the Perfect costume. 

“big fan of kara huh?” nia asks with a smirky smirk

“certainly. she’s legend and an icon in the future, anyone would be.”

“so we haven’t spent over an hour shopping for a costume because you don’t have a crush on her, right?”

“............a what now?”

the word crush isn’t new to him either, he’s not completely inept of earth customs. it’s just that maybe the word singes itself on his brain circuits for the next few weeks until halloween is right around the corner when he spends 12% of his time thinking about his friendship and alliance with kara, and how much he enjoys their discussions on film theory as the watch old black and white movies together at her apartment, one of his favourite 21st century locations 

i have it on good authority that kara’s dressing up as mario for the party, nia texts him, go as luigi she’ll love it :) :) :)

he goes as luigi. mustache and all. he’s learned to listen to nia better and so far, with the way kara’s eyes light up when she sees him, nia hasn’t let him down yet. 

they spend most of the party together as a pair, as if they planned this from the get go, drinking their alien alcohol being a big hit at the party but confusing most people with their inside jokes and finishing each other’s sentences. 

when they getting tipsy, a bright eyed and happy kara leans more into him and brainy’s happy to say that he’s very pleased with this evolution, even more so when nia (dressed as a banana) gives him a thumbs up, which also means he’s thoroughly unprepared when kara kisses him.

there’s a moment where he thinks he’s actually suffering from a BSOD 404 Error Not Found, because kara reciprocating any feelings towards him was something he absolutely did not calculate 

at some point, as kara keeps kissing him, he swears he hears someone say, “Oh my god are mario and luigi making out?”

[white-lioness]

@rust-and-revolution​, ♥

       Ever since leaving the quintessence field, setting their course for Earth and all that had happened after? Allura hadn’t had a moment to breath. To think and let everything catch up. So much had gone on in what felt like a short span of time for her, but there was a three year gap. Kolivan was the only Blade who had survived those three years. The knowledge was a heavy lump in Allura’s throat as she stared out across the Garrison. She’d been given her own apartment, as the Princess didn’t exactly have anywhere else to go. They’d even set her up with a view with the endless sand and mountains beyond the compound. Usually it was a lovely alien sight, but today everything had been made grey. She’d been informed this was the rainy season for the area and such lengthy storms were normal and at first the weather had been a wonder. Rain. Live bringing rain that would see flowers blooming. Something she’d been deprived of within the Castle of Lions. Yet, it never ceased. It matched her mood perfectly. Turning away from the windows, Allura wrapped arms about herself as she sunk into a chair. Three years. The Blades of Marmora. Gone. All gone. Guilt welled up within the Princess as she squeezed herself tighter. “If only Voltron had gotten out sooner. If only-” She sucked in a breath, eyes squeezing shut. “Then maybe Razok might still be...” Allura trailed off, exhaling as she tried to shove the thoughts away. No point in dwelling what was already done. A sudden beep caught her attention as a data screen from atop the table flickered to life. “Princess, you have a visitor.”, a woman’s voice spoke softly before the apartment door gave an audible click.