no offense but you’re all dressed up with no where to go, and you’re walkin the street all alone
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no offense but you’re all dressed up with no where to go, and you’re walkin the street all alone
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yo, i'm another new mod. My mod names gonna be TTSR because i really like Against Me! I'm really excited to be part of a group of cool anarchists!!
Holy shit guys
“Do you wanna talk about it?” Shiro asks, and his hand is anchored between Keith’s shoulder blades, walking him back to his room.
You’re not in trouble, baby.
“No,” he says. He doesn’t look at Shiro’s face, and doesn’t say goodnight as he heads inside. “I’m fine.”
[read on AO3]
please make longform sheith posts on tumblr 😭😭😭 (if you so wish ofc)
hjaklgd I hung onto this ask because I was waiting for the right time to talk about Sheith and I got such an insightful comment on my fic Tonight the Stars Revolt! that I decided I wanted to talk a little meta about the thought process that goes into this fic and so here you are and it's time to utilize this invitation !!!!!!!!!!!!
The comment from DocYo5 as follows:
It feels like reality, the feelings and thoughts Keith has, fitting for someone who had to grow up without close relationships, with Shiro being closest to a family member before he left for Kerberos. Understandable that he's able to open up to him, because he trusts him and somehow understandable that they can have sex together without hard feelings... At least from Keith's point of view. We can only guess how Shiro feels about this, probably more than he lets out. For me it's surprising to have sex with someone repeatedly without considering to love him, to announce it as weird to like him when I think it's much more weird to fuck someone often without love, only to get release. In this fic I think it's possible that it stays that way. So I am curious what you will make of it. The way you put it it would make sense.
So!!!! This is exactly the dynamic that this fic is ABOUT, okay? And while some of this pertains to my fic specifically and the places their relationship goes behind the scenes of canon, I did build it off of canon, so a lot of this speaks to the way I’m reading them on the show.
Since the fic is Keith’s POV we’re spending more time with his interiority, naturally, but I’m going to get to Shiro in a second lol. But I think Keith is someone who really compartmentalizes his feelings. I think he, more than the others on the show, sort of has an ON and OFF switch in which he’s either a grumpy little shit or he’s simply dealing in facts. It’s SO rare to see him smile; I think he laughs, like, once? Even in the shitshow of S8 he can’t enjoy himself on their day off at the carnival.
Compartmentalizing can be a useful tool, especially given that the characters are at war, but it can be so harmful, as well. And Keith, unlike the others, tends to have sort of violent outburst from time to time and does lose his temper. I know the creators one time ascribed this to his being half Galra, which I think really opens a fucking can of worms when we talk about Keith’s emotional intelligence as well as being neurodivergent; it’s a popular fanon read that Keith is autistic, and there’s a lot of clues!, but I also have to ask like, how much of his Galra half is driving in his brain? And if his brain is only half human, that literally means he’s neurodivergent from a typical human.
Small, Shiro called him, and he feels small again, in Shiro’s arms like this. It peels at the corners of a memory, buried deep where Keith hasn’t touched it in years. One of the ones he doesn’t like to think about because it still hurts too much. But it flashes to the surface and he goes tense.
Shiro must be able to feel the way his muscles seize.
“What’s wrong?” he asks.
“Nothing,” Keith mumbles. Shiro is still hovering behind him, wrapped around him, teaching him the right way to move. And the memory is itchy in his brain, taking on more color as the seconds tick by. He remembers the sun on his face and the smell of cut grass, his dad’s arms around him just like this, teaching him the right way to swing a baseball bat.
Another bot comes towards them and Shiro guides Keith again to disable it. Keith steps back as it falls at their feet, straight up against the solid wall of Shiro’s chest. He shudders and Shiro rubs his human thumb in a circle on the back of his hand.
He calls for the program to pause and Keith almost protests, almost asks him why, but Shiro’s voice by his ear makes him stop.
“I had fun last night,” Shiro says. He squeezes once over Keith’s hands before he starts to pull back, touches him over his hips, pets him gently.
“Y-yeah,” his voice is dry, scratching out. Shiro’s fingers trace the hem of his shirt and he almost loses his grip on the baton, but puts all his energy into focusing on it, into staying cool.
For a moment Shiro just breathes there, into his hair, like he’s mulling over what to say. His hands stop and he drums his fingers against Keith’s hip bones.
“Were you really jerking off when I messaged you?”
From anyone else the question would sound desperate, like he’s fishing for reassurances, insecure in his own performance. But Shiro just seems amused, and it’s ironic that it makes Keith feel insecure, instead. His face burns and he looks down at his shoes.
“Couldn’t sleep.”
“Heh,” Shiro chuckles next to his ear. Keith twists the baton in his hands for a lack of anywhere else to put his nervous energy. “Is that normal for you?”
God. Why is Shiro like this? [read on AO3]
okay guys im gonna try to finish Chapter 10 of TTSR now!!! I'm about 7k in and I took a break bc I had like, a family death, and then an exchange fic to do, and then I worked on it a little but had an another exchange fic to squeeze in, then my job totally fucked me, then my dad got cancer, then i almost had to sue my mom, then i got seasonal affect depression all winter, BUT NOW IM BACK BABY!!!!
TTSR writing tonight is to this album and boy does this song rip my fucking heart to shreds haha i hope it doesnt awaken anything inside the text 🥹