Unfortunately that one series is very closed to dropped, I’ve been making very little sporadic progress with a possibly I think 4th and last chapter but I have no idea as to when I would be ready to release it… I’m sorry about the bad news but I am very happy that you enjoyed reading it!

• First things first; its at a pace that kills him.
• You were sitting together on the sofa, the boy ranting about something– the show you watched, the ad that’s on screen, wondering if the special you’re looking for is available on netflix or amazon prime video
• You grabbed his hand and that made his attention turn to you
• The way his face turned from annoyance because the internet wasn’t giving him the answer he wanted, to warmth when he changed his attention to you made something snap inside you
• You leaned forward to kiss on his cheek, making him chuckle.
• “What? Was there something there you liked?”
• “Maybe,” you replied,scooting closer to kiss his other cheek.
• He kept asking if there was something that happened, as you rarely were this physically affectionate, and if there was something that you wanted??? Like hello this is nice but what’s up???
• The way you didn’t answer and only wordlessly kissed different places on his face in reply to every question killed him
• Your kisses lingered and by the third question your bodies had melted together, his arms naturally coming around your waist to pull you closer
• After you kissed his nose, it was his turn to snap and instead take you by the jaw and smooch you
• U tested his patience with silence this is fair
• Don’t worry just giggle and do it again he’ll forgive you <3

I’m not dead

I’ve been through a lot this past year, which resulted in my radio silence and there’s no real guarentee that I’m back for good, but I will try my best to post what has been sitting in my askbox for so long and draft out rules before I open my askbox again. So for now, it’s staying closed.

Thank you for being patient with me!

This got really long, I apologize but I turned it into half-headcanons with just the main paladins– i apologize for not doing all the characters you’ve mentioned, but I don’t think they would fit all in a single post anyways www

On another note I hope you and every other reader take good care of their mental health; it’s important to be aware of what’s going on but it’s also important to be in the right mindspace to be able to tackle everything that’s being shared. It’s pain that’s been boiling for a very long time and there is absolutely no shame in taking some downtime to recover before heading back into current issues.

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!!! I’m very happy you enjoyed it!!
I’m working on your other requests as well, hopefully those will come out soon too ;;;;; Me and my slow hands;;;; 

Yes!! Answered here! (XXX)

Shy s/o falls asleep on their shoulder

Anonymous asked:

Can I request about some headcannons of Lance, Keith and Shiro (separately) x shy female human reader when she falls sleep on his shoulder during a castle? 🥰🥰💖💖 Please?? 😁😁 I really live for flustered boys!!! 💖💖

I live for flustered boys too!!! I getchu anon.
I would’ve originally answered with the ask, but for some reason i’m having a little trouble with the formatting. Hopefully this is a good roundabout fix, and i’ll probably be answering asks this way from now on honestly ahsdgja

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do not ignore this

our momentum is slowing down. we can’t let our dashes go back to normal when the world is not normal. so, if you are reading this, you are ~legally~ obligated to choose 2 numbers below; you must complete the task of those two numbers today. don’t pretend you didn’t see this. either do them right now or set a reminder to get it done before the sun goes down. the timer starts now. choose two. 

1. sign some petitions. LINK HERE. if change.org hasn’t accused you of being a bot yet, you haven’t signed enough. 
2. watch this youtube video. LINK HERE. do not skip the ads. this is a way to help raise money without having to donate any.
3. sign up to get daily actions. LINK HERE. after filling out the form, you will receive texts Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays telling you what action to take. (i got this link from @ wp4bl on instagram)
4. text or call for any of these victims. LINK HERE. this website is extremely helpful, well organized, and practically does all of the work for you.
5. donate some money. LINK HERE. if you have any more money to spare, please donate it to one of these funds.
6. follow every single one of these organizations on social media: blcklivesmatter, colorofchange, reclaimtheblock, showingupforracialjustice, and civilrightsorg
7. post these important sources to your social media. LINK HERE. you have no idea who it might help. 
8. read this article and forward it to at least one person. LINK HERE. 
9. watch this video explaining the racial wealth gap. LINK HERE. it’s really informative and only about 15 minutes long. 
10. do some reading. LINK HERE. this link has a ton of great resources to educate yourself. read at least one. 

Yeah i got them!! I apologize for my slow writing in advance, I hope I can get them all out soon.
Thanks for requesting with me!

this is long ghhfgfghhfnf

I also can’t finish oneshots like a normal person im so sorry lmao

Originally posted by miyamour-deactivated20210217

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A BUNCH OF ONES AND A ZERO

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When you talked about your fantasies for returning home with Hunk, none of them were this grim and bleak. Earth was more green and lively than grey and galra-occupied. You had even gone as far as to believe that maybe some of your old crushes would notice you if you came back a war space hero support, that mom and dad would finally be happy with you and a bunch of other things.

You were glad that nobody could see your face after you put on your helmet, because you were positive that the team would be able to see you sweating your anxiety out. At this point you weren’t sure if you were crying or not. At least this glass in front of your face doesn’t get fogged up.

Back on earth all you did was write really shitty programs and slap them onto whatever was around: a social media platform barely anyone used, robots, etc. Eventually your skills had gotten you into the mechanics program at the Garrison, but after having locked yourself up for so long with code and weird creations, it was hard to connect to other people. Thankfully there had been a few oddheads that even back then, accepted you the same way your family eventually did. Leifsdottir and Kinkade were two, the blonde girl being the only one you’ve ever lost to in math. Kinkade had never been talkative, but you learned to enjoy the silences you shared overtime. 

Up in space, you had been the go-to hacker. Pidge and you had written multiple programs together and your efficiency only got better every time a Holt was added into the mix. For the coalition and rebellion, you took care of synching up their intel together once they first allied themselves and multiple times where they were close enough to retrieve information from key galra bases, you were there. 

But that was up in space, now you’re back on earth trying to accept the fact that your home planet was Galra-occupied. Drones and sentries roamed dust and ash covered cities that in your memory were full of life and people. You walked in the middle of their line and at the moment Lance screamed to take cover, Keith took you by the waist and pulled you under an overturned car. You spared a look at each other’s way before you pulled up a screen in front of you as he turned to Lance, telling him not to miss. After being rid of a few, he spoke up in their communications.

“Pidge, any chance that we could see those things before they could see us?”

“Already on it.” the brunette replied. “Looks like there’s four more heading our way.”

You examined the downed drone and noticed something in its wiring. 

“Wait, Pidge,” you said, coming closer to the drone. “These things–”

Before you could finish your sentence, Keith once again grabbed you and pulled you behind a rock, as Shiro informed the team that it wasn’t just drones this time. 

The Sentries themselves were no problem, but in the middle of the fight a familiar looking vehicle slammed one into a building, two humans emerging from it and shooting down the remaining drones.

“We got this!” a female voice shouted, while another shot the last drone hanging above Keith.

“I had it.” he quipped, making the soldier with an attack rifle snap back.

“Drones send out distress signals when they’re under attack. Our weapons neutralize those. So unless you want to deal with a swarm of those things, let us handle it.”

His voice was familiar, but at the same time you’d heard many voices while you were away from home. Maybe he sounded like someone you’d grown close to in the rebel forces?

In the vehicle, everyone slowly started shedding their helmets, all safe for you.

“Hey, aren’t you going to take that off?” Keith spoke, a hand on your shoulder.

“These regulate temperature, I’m good.” you replied nervously, making him frown in reply.

“Are you not feeling well?”

You put your index fingers together and shrank in your seat. As you spoke, Keith removed his hand from your shoulder.

“Oh you know, the crushing anxiety that maybe my family may or may not be safe. The usual.”

Keith had been nice to you since his return. You liked this new version of him, he was less prickly than he was before he left. Granted there were moments where he reverted back to what he was before you all were stuck on this space adventure together, but overall he’d slid back into the group after a whole 2 years of absence (for him at least) as if he never left. Out of all the paladins, he had been the hardest one to approach but knowing that the way you treasured him as a teammate was reciprocated right back was nice.

Arriving at the base, Shiro helped both you and Allura dismount the garrison vehicle. At the call of officer Iverson, you hid behind Shiro as he introduced earth’s Altean allies, thankfully going unnoticed as he focused on Keith right after. Or so you thought, because after Coran warned him about Kosmos’ powers he straightened like a rod with a cough. After giving the beast one last scratch behind the ears, he noticed that there had yet to be one soldier with their helmet on.

“Officer, it seems like there’s still one member of your team you’ve yet to introduce to me.”

“Who? Oh.”

The older man took you by the small of your back, basically telling you that there was no escape.

“They used to be a cadet here as well. I’m sure you’ll remember them once they properly greet you.”

With a sigh, you removed your helmet and straightened yourself for a salute.

“It’s a pleasure to see you again sir.” you spoke, you voice as steady as you could manage.

A vehicle away, another brunette replied to your greeting with wide eyes.

“She’s alive? She’s been alive this whole time?”

Keith felt James’ focus on you from afar and turned his way, noting his bewilderment. As Iverson called for Shiro to follow, the soldier came your way and turned you to face him by the shoulder, the action earning a small yelp from you.

“Hi James.” you smiled nervously, your hands clutching onto your helmet for dear life. 

“H… Hi.” he answered back, as if he was still processing that you were standing in front of him. “You, uh…”

Keith put between the two of you, glaring James down.

“Something you need?”