second prompt fill for my @voltronbingo sheith card for the square support. i’m so so so sorry. this is also for ena @captainsflyboy who floated an idea like this and i said i’d write it, so here’s my two hour effort.
post-series sheith + daughter au | oneshot: 1700 words | heavy angst, tw: discussion of terminal illnesses
He can’t stop tapping his foot.
It must be driving Keith insane, but his
husband hasn’t told him off. He hasn’t said anything since they’d reached the
office and the nurse went to retrieve the doctor, in fact. Instead, they sit
together in silence. Gripping Shiro’s hand that little bit tighter as the
seconds go past, Keith just stares straight ahead at the framed certificates
boasting of Dr Hendrick’s mastery, and Shiro copies him in attempt to settle
the nervous churning of his stomach.
so here are some tumblr crushes of my own (including these bihs above), in no order whatsoever and ive probably forgotten some top tier peoples urls. its a mix of cool people i know and cool people i dont;
I like how the only reason Harry is able to fight the imperious curse so easily is because it hits him and he’s like “Ah I feel calm and relaxed and happy…this is wrong.”
A guy just came to my house while I was home alone to ask if I was single why are men like this
Okay y'know what I’m gonna soapbox for a hot minute
When I was in high school, a man who I’d thought was the parent of a school friend followed me out to the grocery store parking lot greenhouse where I worked. It was dark, and late, and it was me, alone, in a chain link enclosure with one exit and a register full of cash. He called me up to the fence and asked if I wanted to get dinner, or go dancing. I was scared and shaking and told him no several times, and he only left when I falsely said I had a boyfriend. I was very aware that if he were to come over the fence, or just wait at the exit until I eventually had to leave, I could do nothing about it.
When my hair was very short, a hairdresser sent me to the barber’s side of the store so they could get the back of my head with clippers. The barber followed me out to my car to ask me out afterwards. I was very aware that we were the only people in the parking lot when it happened, and that the lot itself was tucked behind the building with no clear visibility to the road.
Today, a man I’ve met once made it very clear he knows where I live, and used that knowledge to express a romantic interest. If he ever decides that he’s unhappy with how I responded, he knows where I live. He knows what my car looks like. It is impossibly easy for him to determine when I’m home alone, and now I have to live with that knowledge.
Every woman I know has at least one story like this. My roommate had to be escorted to her car every night when she was a waitress, in case some man was waiting for her or a coworker’s shift to end.
If the person you want to ask out cannot physically run away from you when you are asking, YOU CANNOT ASK THEM OUT. You cannot ask someone out if they are at work. You cannot ask someone out if you’ve followed them to a remote/unoccupied/enclosed area. You cannot GO TO SOMEONE’S HOME UNINVITED to ask them out. You are not being romantic. You are not “taking initiative”. You are terrifying the person you want to woo. If they say yes, it is not because they want to, it is because they are terrified of what might happen if they say no.
I’m so tired of being terrified by men who think they’re being romantic.
hello! usually i’m open to suggestion for ideas of what to draw next, but at the moment i am working on an animation project and preparing for a convention besides, which is taking up the majority of my time at the moment :)
henlo i was tagged by my amazing bae jasper @spidcyson and the brill zuriel @cherrybomb-and-starlight for the tumblr crushes thing! thanks lads, i tag you right back!!
When Krolia and Kolivan revived the Blades and went back to HQ, Krolia found a sketchbook in Keith’s room filled with drawings of Luxite swords.
Krolia recognized each one and knew whose it was before she even looked at the names her son scribbled below every sketch.
As she turned the pages, she realized that they were all swords of Blades who Keith lost on their missions, and she only knows they’re gone because she saw them die in Keith’s memories in the quantum abyss.
Keith honoured his fallen family by etching every single detail of their swords in his memory and drawing each one to never forget.
