#littleblackchat

[hinoart]

every time i see your bunny!jack on my dash my brain yells "JACK RABBIT"

Well with the length of his ears and all he basically is one shidbd👌👌👌

[glazdon]

@littleblackchat @hchano Sadpeanut.png

Because I am an adult, and I use my time productively! You probably didn’t think I’d do it, but I always keep my word. >;D

[grubsnuggle]

LittleBlackChat’s livestream Gothic:

-LBC makes a post saying she’ll be streaming soon. You’ve been waiting 12 hours since the last post. You’ve havent stopped refreshing tumblr. You are thirsty. Three hours pass. LBC posts “I am setting up, the link will be up soon.”

-You watch an artist work in a room full of formal first and last names. They all talk like they know each other. No one knows who these people are. 

-”I love this song” someone says. You hear nothing. Your volume is up. “Africa by Toto is such a great song.”

-holo

-You like this stream. You check your liked videos. They are all private. 

@littleblackchat

[gender-ninja]

S/O to both @littleblackchat​ and @hubedihubbe​

I have been meaning to post pictures and will probably post more later but I wanted to show you that this did occur and I’m so thankful for both the design and the encouraging words. I had a blast as Chat! I even made Steampunk jokes for my masquerade entry and won at one of them! (My Entry was “Miraculous SteamPUNS”) The power unit in the back, cataclysm glove, and ring all glowed (paint and LED). Plus my staff could extend and shrink. All of my cosplay was made by me with a few items exempted (like my green cat-eye contacts).

Thanks again for being so encouraging!

[bonebeholden]

Something happened to your guy's post and idk what. @toriitorii @littleblackchat

[solar-is-the-futures]

Voltron Angst

So I found @littleblackchat‘s headcanon post about Shiro getting a fever and Pidge calming him down (x) and then @do-you-hear-the-people-fuck convinced to write for it so here we are 831 words later. 

Pidge guessed that maybe, a little bit, sometimes, they could be a little too reckless. In their defense though, the Galra had been about to obliterate an entire colony and they couldn’t let that happen. So, in a split-second decision, Pidge dived head first in their lion towards the colony, the rest of Team Voltron hot on their tail once they realized what was happening.

The day was eventually saved, though. The people of Clom were freed, the Galra had been set back in their takeover of the universe, and the Paladins had come home perfectly fine.

Well, mostly.

Shiro lay on the cold floor of the Castle of Lions, moaning, groaning, and mumbling unintelligibly as his limbs violently lashed out. Both Allura and Pidge hovered over him, Allura with her hands over a nasty gash across Shiro’s side, his blood spilling out in a steady stream. She couldn’t treat him until he was at least partially still.

The rest of the paladins had been pushed off to the side by Coran, watching down in horror as their leader helplessly thrashed about. Pidge wouldn’t let go of him, holding back tears as they mumbled that it was their fault. Their fault for leading the team down to protect the citizens of Clom. Their fault for not protecting Shiro. Their fault for not getting to him fast enough, for not getting rid of that goddamn Galra soldier fast enough.

“You’re gonna be okay, Shiro,” Pidge whispered, but it didn’t seem like Shiro could hear them. He was burning up, Pidge realized as they cradled his head in their arms. The wound was infected, a small, somehow still rational part of their brain told them.

“Shiro,” Allura calmly called out. Her voice only wavered a fraction as she kept pressure on Shiro’s wound. “If you don’t lie still I can’t-”

“Matt! Dr. Hol-” Shiro blindly called out, his legs kicking out like a dog in a dream, like he was running towards something or someone.

“Coran, help me hold him, he’s going to hurt himself,” Allura ordered, the everlasting rock in all of this chaos. Pidge was glad that at least someone was holding themselves together.

They had to do something, Pidge realized as Shiro painfully called out for Matt once again.

“Shiro-” they tried again.

“NO, MATT RUN!”

“I-It’s okay, Shiro. It’s me,” Pidge soothed, brushing his unruly hair away from their leader’s sweaty forehead. They could do this, They wouldn’t cry dammit.

“Ma...Matt?” Shiro whispered, his eyes still closed painfully tight. His face relaxed at the voice as his body relinquished the ability to thrash around. Allura glanced worriedly at Pidge, but Pidge ignored her and allowed the princess to start cleaning Shiro’s wound and stitching it back together.

“Y-Yeah, it’s Matt, Shiro. It’s me,” Pidge hushed, swallowing thickly around the lump that was forming in their throat. They vaguely registered one of the paladins gasping in realization of what they were doing. Maybe it was Hunk, their brain rationalized, or maybe Lance.

“You gotta….Zar...he’s…” Shiro fumbled, his brain working too hard against whatever infection had entered his body to really focus on speech and forming full sentences.

“You were just dreaming, Shiro. We’re at home. You’ve just got a fever. None of it was real.”

“Gotta….gotta get you home…..promised Katie I’d-”

“We are home, Shiro. You were just dreaming, we’re okay.” At some point Shiro had grabbed Pidge’s hand, holding onto it for dear life. Pidge began rubbing soothing circles on it with their thumb. It was his real hand, they realized, his metal one lying dead at his side like he’d forgotten that it was there.

“I…..thought….you…”

“I, I know buddy. You were just having that nightmare again. It’s okay.” Tears were streaming down Pidge’s face now and Pidge just barely kept themself from breaking down as they uttered the last sentence. It was everything but okay. Allura glanced guiltily at them every time Pidge opened their mouth, but Allura couldn’t help this time. Pidge had to do this on their own.

“You’re….al...right…” Shiro whispered and squeezed Pidge’s hand while his body finally, finally relaxed after everything that had happened.

“Yeah, I’m alright. We’re all alright.” 

Shiro squeezed Pidge’s hand one last time before succumbing to the rest his body had been calling for. “Get some rest buddy,” Pidge whispered, gently laying Shiro’s head down onto the floor. They slowly stood up, their entire body trembling as the youngest paladin struggled to not let themself break down in front of everyone. Then arms were around them, a hand stroking their hair like their mother used to do, and the dams broke. Pidge grabbed onto whomever was holding them like a lifeline, sobs completely wracking their body as they struggled to breathe properly through their tears. Coran’s voice drifted down to them, but they couldn’t quite make out what he was saying. They didn’t care. They just needed someone to hold onto.

[ashyumhab]

Well.. um... I made this for you @philsterman01 and @littleblackchat!

OH! YOU LITTLE CUTIES! YOU GOT ME! NOW I KEEP SHIPPING YOU TWO!! 

But above all I pray that you two remain happy and healthy and strong! You guys are just too cute!!! >///< I hope you like it! 

[gabe-baeham-blog]

“Allyson what do you do in your free time?“ ⠀ im pretty active. in the sense of drawing fanart of two dorks. aka @philsterman01 and @littleblackchat . yeah I uh, I do a lot in my free time. ⠀ ⠀ *cough* this was pretty rushed ngl