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[secondbeatsongs]

Heard you wanted to see weird dice, please enjoy my two sets of micro dice featuring a standard d20 and a mini d20 for scale.

I don't know how I missed this ask, but oh I love them, they're so itty bitty

[klcosmiczine]

Hi there, small clarification question! The info doc says that the theme of the zine is canonverse, does that mean you're strictly looking for concepts that could be considered canon compliant other than Klance not actually being canon? Or will you potentially be accepting submissions that fit in the VLD-verse (ie, no modern AUs, Regency AUs, etc) but are otherwise canon-divergent (for example, Galra!Keith AUs)?

Hi, thank you so much for the question! When we say canonverse, we're including both canon compliant and canon divergent-- but for us, canon divergent refers to plot point deviation. A good example of this would be a season four story line where Keith stays as part of Voltron, instead of joining the Blade. It still exists within the bounds of canon, but deviates from the formal plot points of the show. Something like a Galra!Keith story would still fall under AUs (even if it is a canon inspired AU), and therefore not within the scope of our theme. We hope that clears things up, but feel free to reach out if you have more questions!

[binart]

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YES 

I HAVE LEARNED WHAT THE A/B/OS ARE AND I WANTED TO INCORPORATE THIS CURSED KNOWLEDGE SOMEWHERE IN A CREATIVE WORK OF MINE

[velkynkarma]

I'd love to know if there was a That Scene for Phantasmagoria! It's always been one of my top favourites!

Sure is! For Phantasmagoria it was that moment when Pidge sees herself getting chased and attacked by a monster that pins her still, while we the ‘readers’ can clearly hear that it’s Shiro talking to her in her headset, and she just can’t recognize it. I loved the idea of an unreliable narrator that can’t distinguish reality from fantasy, while also providing clues to the reader for what’s really going on. 

What was That Scene for my fics?

[romelle]

Gonna be your rare James Griffin defender here~ I will totally concede that his face is exceptionally punchable, and he's a total prick as a kid, but I love him and his friends for the parts of their story that we only glimpse in The Last Stand. The part where, in a mirror to the paladins, they end up being Earth's only offensive line against the Galra and that's just something they have to do until the paladins show up 2 years late with starbucks.

yeah i get it! i might be biased because i just disliked the whole "earth is at war" arc in general, and i feel like james and the co were representative of it. i said this in the tags already, but although i doubt james could ever be dear to me, i really do think i would have liked all the other mfe pilots if they were introduced in a different way or at a different time or honestly just an entirely different show. as it is, though, to me personally they just felt like a distraction from the stuff i actually wanted to see

[phoenixyfriend]

For the arranged marriage thing: Lotor's made a political arrangement with one version of earth, so now the other version wants a political arrangement with Allura and Adrien Agreste is the one who gets roped into it, with a (probably mutual?) side of "This is stupid. I don't want to do this."

Arranged Marriage Starters

Ooooh boy, a few more details than usual. Let’s see what I can do!

Vaguely post-canon, let’s say Adrien’s about twenty, everyone’s more or less the same age because Altean ages are [handwave]. We’ll go with the ‘twinned space’ thing I played around with in this fic, but with the second ‘verse being Miraculous Ladybug instead of GG.

Background Adrinino, Kagaminette, Shotor.

He fiddles with his cuffs, a nervous flutter in his chest. He’s been in the public eye since he was a child, and it only got worse after the Hawk Moth reveal. He should be used to this.

“Dude.”

Warm hands cover his, turn them face up and slide their palms together. The grip is reassuring.

“I can’t do this.”

Nino squeezes his hands, just for a moment. “It’ll be fine.”

“They could have picked someone else.”

“You volunteered.”

“I had to,” Adrien mutters. He closes his eyes. “I had to, I just--they said it needed to be someone worth something to Earth, enough for the symbolism to mean something. I’m Chat Noir. I’m not just a celebrity, I’m a hero. If not me, it would have been some... some civilian royalty in a country that doesn’t even really have a role for their monarchy anymore, maybe, or--”

“Breathe.”

Adrien pitches forward, head falling onto Nino’s shoulder and staying there. He can feel his shoulders shaking, but he tries to ignore it. Nino’s hand rubs up and down his back, solid even through the layers of his suit.

“This is stupid,” he mumbles. “I don’t want to do this.”

“Still time to ditch the ceremony,” his best friend jokes.

(Best friend and... well. It’s too late. They’d taken the plunge and it was somehow still too late.)

“Not without causing an intergalactic incident,” Adrien says. “Why did I agree to this?”

Because nobody could talk you out of it, Nino doesn’t say. “Because you care too much about the world and everyone in it.”

It’s probably true. Adrien straightens up when the door opens, turns and meets Marinette’s eyes for only a moment before his gaze skitters away, lets her fuss over his tie and his hair and his heart.

“Are you two okay?” she asks. It’s too late, but she’s trying to keep them in one piece where she can. Alya hovers at the doorway, Kagami and Chloe peering over her shoulder from the hallway behind her. Marinette ignores them, eyes darting between the boys, one hand almost forgotten at his collar, and Adrien almost wonders how he found himself in this situation.

His lady always did try to take care of him.

“It’s a bit late to be asking that,” Adrien says, for what is nowhere near the first time, but hopefully the last. “I don’t suppose now’s the time to make a joke about taking the bullet for you one last time?”

“A terrible time,” she scolds, and there’s mingled pity and affection in her eyes. “Especially since I’m already married, silly cat.”

She holds up her hand and flashes the ring like trophy, and Kagami’s flush behind her is enough to warm Adrien’s heart. It’s just a moment of distraction from the mess he’s gotten himself into, but it makes him feel better. Their own marriage is new enough that he knows the girls are still giddy over it, or would be if this Voltron situation hadn’t crashed down on their heads just a few weeks after they’d tied the knot.

“Always getting there first,” Adrien jokes. It falls flat, and he thinks Marinette might be ready to cry. “Anyway. I’ve got a bride to make some vows to. Ready to give me away, my Lady?”

Marinette smiles and nods, eyes shining, and holds out her arm. “Let’s go.”

-----

“You’ll outlive him, you know. It’s not forever.”

Allura pauses in the frantic rearrangement of her skirts to stare at the man she thought was her friend.

“Don’t look at me like that,” Lotor says, in what seems to be a joking scold of a tone, but it’s still not right.

“That was incredibly inappropriate!” Allura sputters. She whirls to Coran. “I-I’m not wrong, that was very much not the sort of thing one says to a bride. It’s very...”

“Morbid?” Lance offers brightly, the way he rarely fails to do when given the opportunity to undermine Lotor’s reputation, such as it is. “Rude? Bitchy? Completely--”

Hunk has a hand over Lance’s mouth. He smiles tightly. “Ignore them both.”

She was planning to.

“Your own husband is to be as short-lived as mine,” Allura mutters, sending a look sideways in the direction of the prince of space. “Unless Haggar did something, I suppose.”

Lotor smiles, soft and eyes closed, utterly practiced in every motion. “The witch pushed all her magics into him. He was to be her greatest weapon, after all.”

“You know,” Shiro says, knocking his ankle into the leg of Lotor’s chair. “You could do without talking about me like I’m not here.”

Lotor looks up, beaming. “You’re the one that married me.”

“Against my better judgment, yes.”

Allura clenches her jaw and looks away when Lotor tilts his head enough to rest against Shiro’s dress uniform. It’s not either of their faults this is happening. It’s not their fault their marriage, born of affection and camaraderie and companionship, gave way to people insisting she marry someone of this the planet’s twinned space.

It’s not their fault, but she resents them for it anyway.

“We’re on in five,” Pidge says, tapping at their watch. “Um. Any last words?”

“She’s not dying,” Keith grumbles, and Allura almost doesn’t hear the elbow that drives into his side.

“This is stupid, and I don’t want to do it,” Allura declares, smoothing her skirts down one last time. She lifts her head, holds her chin high, and takes Coran’s arm. “But I will do as needs must.”

-----

He thinks she’s very pretty, for a woman he’d rather not have tied his life to.

She thinks he’s quite charming, for a man she’d rather not have culled her love for.

This is something that must be done, and duty has always, will always, come first.

[elementalcrypt]

wow- two art pieces in one day?? holy balls?? where did the motivation for this come from?? I’ve had no motivation for several weeks?? gryfiudwjskm The mouse (Nin?? question mark?? please don’t kill me-) belongs to @theninjamouse Spazzcat belongs to @silverskye13 Grumpy elemental boi, Corvus, belongs to me

[silverskye13]

New sona who dis?

Their talents include falling through storm drains, running up to and sticking on walls, and free-floating their eyes into their super stretchy tail to use as a periscope.