#howilead

[inanthesis]

ATTENTION. @howilead asked: “You have the attention span of a goldfish” @ James

❝ I DO NOT have the attention span of a Goldfish, I just have a lot to do and can’t figure out yet what order I want to get it all done in because there are things to review and schedules to make and paperwork to finish and diagnostics to run and I’M A BUSY GUY, KEITH. ❞ An unamused look settled on the Paladin, James, free hand not holding his tablet ( that he was basically glued to all the time ) poised on his jutted hip.

❝ Technically I’m not on any super tight deadlines but there’s no such thing as finishing work TOO EARLY. ❞

[worldly-diversity]

SPOOKY MUSE AESTHETICS

bloodied knuckles ･ tear stained cheeks ･ rust ･ a busted lip ･ claws ･ fangs ･ a bloody nose ･ chattering teeth ･ a dark space underneath the bed ･ scratching noises on a wall ･ creaking metal  ･ fog ･ dancing under moonlight ･ lips dripping blood ･ heavy breathing in the dark ･ a feeling of unexplained dread ･ a figure in a dark corner ･ dirty peeling wallpaper  ･ a bloody handprint on the wall  ･ sobbing in the dark ･ bite marks on the skin ･ eerie whispers ･ a hood covering a stranger’s eyes ･  the growl of a hidden animal ･ the sound of a blade being sharpened ･ a deep, dark forest ･ walking on the streets alone at night ･  a cobweb-filled, abandoned building  ･ eyes darting in paranoia ･ a heavy beating pulse ･  the feeling of being trapped ･ struggling to get out a scream ･ boards covering broken windows ･ a quiet graveyard ･  a gas station in the middle of nowhere ･ a road that never ends ･  heavy fog rolling in ･ the scent of blood in the air ･ eerie old photographs  ･ walking along train tracks at night ･ a chill going up the spine ･ gathering crows ･ a dusty, dimly lit study ･ mist over a deserted cobblestone street ･ ghost towns ･ shadows around a campfire ･  the sound of chanting ･ church bells tolling ･ an orange harvest moon ･ a broken down carnival ･ a dirty stuffed animal abandoned ･ wiping bloody hands on fabric･ nightmares ･ waking up in a panic ･ a power outage ･ heavy lightning storms･ a secret trap door ･ the feeling of being watched ･ fear from trauma ･  a ouija board set out on a table  ･  an eerie doll  ･ a scream of anguish & pain ･ withered plants ･ a room that’s been forgotten & gathered dust ･ owl eyes in the dark ･ curled, dead tree branches ･ a ritual altar ･ flickering candles ･ a lantern held up in the dark ･ fear of being followed ･ creaking floorboards ･ repressed, horrible memories ･ clenched teeth ･ soft, echoing piano keys ･ an old book covered in dust ･ many pairs of glaring eyes ･  stumbling in pitch black darkness ･ being stranded in the middle of nowhere ･ tarot cards on a table ･ a trail of blood

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[worldly-diversity]

“You’re fucking unbelievable.” @ purple space prince

FUCK — A WICKEDLY MEME CREATION

“Do you kiss your mother with that mouth~?” Lotor couldn’t help but snark, smirking at the paladin as he steered the shuttle safely out of the asteroid field. Oh sure, they had sustained a few scratches, but they and their cargo were intact. 

Lotor had always bragged he’d be able to navigate such a field, but he never imagined he’d be doing it with a shuttle of all things.

[atlasinvictus]

@howilead​​​ SENT  : ‘ believe me when i say there is no pride in this ’ 「 ✦ 」 ── ჻ POETRY STARTERS.

「 ✦ 」 ── ჻ ❝ YOU DID THE RIGHT THING. ❞ everything about shiro screams exhaustion. not the kind of tiredness one feels from going a few days without sleep. but something that haunts the soul, hitting bone-deep. being in a physical body again is-- overwhelming. it’s hard to call it his when knowing it was inhabited by someone else . . . && haggar. one of shiro’s greatest fears born from that dark, isolated prison cell is that his body will never be his own again. now, he realizes more than ever how true that fear came to be.

          ❝ if you didn’t remove the prosthetic, i would’ve ripped it off myself. ❞

          he can’t hide the fragility of his voice from keith. it’s like thin ice with fissure cracks spreading larger by the second. breaking under the immense weight of guilt. anger. heartbreak. only keith && shiro are in the black lion right now as the entire team travels. ❝ && losing the arm is nothing compared to what i did to you. i-- ❞ he looks at the scar on the paladin’s face. ❝ i hurt you. i almost-- killed you. i-- i’m so sorry. ❞ his gaze drifts down. he should be stronger than this. keith doesn’t need shiro collapsing in on himself when keith’s already saved him time && time again. he doesn’t have the heart to tell keith to----- stop. don’t this anymore. let go. shiro isn’t worth it.

         ❝ but keith-- i’m so proud of you. ❞ for once, there’s a flicker of a smile. that spark of warmth in his eyes. ❝ i always knew you would make an extraordinary leader. one that’s even better than me. ❞

[eldunea]

“I know we suck, but please don’t destroy mankind.” - @howilead

      ❝i have no interest in destroying humankind. not only would such a thing be abhorrent in general, humanity is kin to alteankind--and i would never lay a hand on my kin. but i do have an interest in educating your species. if the state of your current politics is any indication, humanity has much to learn.❞

[bulletsblue]

❛ if i’m mad at anyone, it’s the dog. ❜

“ aw, c’mon, keith. you can’t stay mad at kosmo forever. it was just one boot! “

[inazumashiko-archived]

❝You’re really brave.❞

Shiko looked up from her coffee- her lovely on-the-house unicorn frappuccino- to the boy next to her, and back down to the plastic cup. She bit down a smile, her cheeks had been colored ever since the spat that started it all, so she didn’t have to worry about blushing to the compliment.

“Not really.” She shrugged, turning the drink between her fingers until her name with the happy face drawn underneath was showing, and rising it so that it stood in front of the lovely artwork on the wall. Pulling her phone from her purse, Shiko snapped two pics of it. She turned to her countertop neighbour, plucking the lid of the cup. It had cream, and syrup, and she probably shouldn’t, but Shiko poured some- a lot- of sugar in it anyways.

“I just really, really hate people being mean, you know.“ Her lips pulled to a sided frown, she stirred her drink until the pink, lilac and baby blue were only a mass of purple. "It’s not the cashier’s fault the man had a shitty day, or a shitty life, and she shouldn’t have to put up with that. I’m sure she doesn’t get paid enough for that to be in her list of duties.”

[goofbcll]

    “Huh...”

“I could have sworn it was here.” Hunk brought up the map. On the map, it stated that: what they were looking for is around this area. This thing can not be malfunctioning. Not at a time like this anyway.  In addition, Pidge made this scanner or himself so it couldn’t be wrong. 

“See anything on your end Keith? It’s supposed to look like a container? Possibly shiny?”

@howilead