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hey guys!!  still not back, but i did wanna make a quick announcement in light of various debates and stuff i’ve seen on other blogs. i’m going to be summarily ignoring much of what went on at the panel, and i’m going to be ignoring the frankly bullshit proclamation that allura is a teenager because. its fucking bullshit.  she is never coded as a teenager, she is always coded as an adult and as shiro’s equal, he never dads her like he dads the others, and if she is a teenager shes at least nineteen and ya’ll can fight me on this because i’m 85% sure that calling her a teenager was primarily to allow them to ship her with keith without pissing off the fandom and im Grumped abt it because i feel like my baby is going to get reduced to furthering keiths Galra Manpain even though if there is anything my daughter shouldnt have to do it is coddle the feelings of someone who is partly her oppressor.  SHE! IS! A YOUNG! ADULT!!!

anyway!!  this is one of those ‘canon is dumb so im ignoring it’ moments.  it’s not the age itself that bothers me so much as the way it directly conflicts with how canon has portrayed her thus far/her role in the team and the way that i expect it’s primarily being done for Manpain Romance.  i 100% understand if anybody is made uncomfortable by this decision on my part, but.........yeah.  i’m ignoring it.

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hey guys!  i know i said i’d get to more stuff today, but i unfortunately got word this morning that my uncle passed away last night.  he was my favourite uncle, and he was engaged to be married, and a wedge was driven between us because of Issues that are now never going to get resolved, so im just....kind of at a loss.  i don’t know if i’ll be here ------ i might need the distraction.  i might need to sleep.  i just don’t know.  but i love you guys, and if it takes me a little bit to finish things, please be patient with me.

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im super tired and i’ve gotta get up early 2morrow, so im gonna call it a night and hit the sack!!  i’ll finish starters n such tomorrow!!  I LOVE U ALL

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starter call!!

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@hiireath

                “It is odd ------ I’d never seen a human before in my life before I met the Paladins.  I hadn’t expected to come across another.”  Her gaze shifts, a smile blooming naturally along plush tiers; she wishes to be comforting, after all. And she is sincerely happy to meet another who shares the blood of her warriors.  “You certainly aren’t alone, that’s for certain!”

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@hydrovcid

               She worries for her paladins ------ for all of them.  But he most of all.  While she cannot claim to understand Black’s choice, she would not argue it.  But she sees what the change is doing to him, and it TWISTS something within her gut.  

                                  “Lance.”  She manages a smile to soften the words.  “You look ------ more than a little HAGGARD.  Have you been resting?”

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@percautus

         She’s --- visibly distressed when she seeks him out, which is an odd enough situation merely on it’s own.  The woman rarely allows herself to indulge in such displays; she must project STRENGTH.  But here there is no attempt to hide the furrowed brows or downturned eyes.

                                   “Ah --- Hunk, would you mind speaking with me briefly?  In private?”  A pregnant pause, hands tangling together a little nervously before her stomach.  “About ------- Keith.”

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adamancer:

     ❛  i do understand.  but i think there’s strength in knowing your  limitations,  too.  ❜    his throat jumps in a quick swallow.  determination harbors the flex of his brow,  bowing out over the sharp glint of his eyes.

     ❛  kolivan used to say :  sometimes the greatest challenge is knowing when to stop.  i’m not as wise  as he is,  but i like the sentiment.  everything gets a little easier,  i think,  once you acknowledge that nothing is ever  entirely  in your control.  ❜

he lifts his hand,  claws uncoiling in a domino pattern.    ❛  the princess of altea,  zarkon,  a drazil  –— no matter how hard they  try,  no matter how  strong  they get,  will never be able to change the past. that doesn’t make them helpless.  it makes them  fools  for continuing to try,  when there’s a  future still in front of them.  ❜   

                 “It’s an EASY THING for you to say,” she spits back, bile barely controlled but not so sharp as it often seems ------ he is right, in some ways, YES.  And she is not so petulant as to refuse to see that he may be right.  He speaks these words to help, to HEAL ( perhaps ).  But she is not the same as he is; not the same, even, as her Paladins.  Because she is the LEADER, the forefront.  If they fail it will be her fault, AND THEY CANNOT FAIL.  

          “I do not have the luxury of allowing myself limitations.”  She pushed the others to their limits, and she shall push herself BEYOND THEM.  She must!!  If failure is no option, then she must be WITHOUT WEAKNESS.  Or as close as this damaged body will allow.  

                                   “If I rest, if I allow myself that weakness, and I lose another Paladin, or another world is lost, and I could have prevented it had I only been STRONGER --- I can’t accept that.  I WON’T.”

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kapricious:

IF she had room, her tail would curl and bounce. She’s restless, hoping to move. Yet she is not able to. Her heart has accepted the princess. ( Just like her father. ) But her database said no, her knowledge said no — her force field shimmered again but did not move. She had seen Allura’s strength, her tolerance, her diplomacy — where is the emotion? The desperation? Still hidden. Not in Red’s liking.

Just as Allura’s voice slid into her childhood, Red slid into an eternal motherly persona. She is losing her stamina — how long could she reject the Altean she knew so well? She saw such wonderful potential — a hero with white hair and turquoise and magenta eyes. ( What else was there to look for? )

( ALLURA, )

She allowed herself to be loud. A small pinch of the head was equivalent to her sound, a painful snap like a gunshot. Not to deafen Allura, but to make her feel as if it was important. She was asking to be accepted, was she not? Red took everything to heart. The next time she spoke she was soft, softer than she usually was.

( how much do you want to be what you’ve dreamt of? )

               Princess is STARTLED by the noise, by the way it aches her suddenly ringing skull.  Irritation flares, however briefly, because she is already PAYING ATTENTION.  She is already taking every syllable she feels more than hears as IMPORTANT.  She is not a child any longer, needing scolding to be reminded that one must give their utmost focus.  The annoyance does not fade immediately, but the question the Lion asks is far louder than it, far more important.

         HER DREAM ------ ?  Her dream, yes.  ALWAYS.  To be a hero!!  To spread strength and goodness and JUSTICE throughout the star systems.  HOW MUCH WOULD SHE NOT GIVE FOR THAT DREAM --- ?  There is not much.  Wealth and comfort, surely, yes.  And it is scarcely arrogance; she is driven not for desire for glory but merely by a dedication, innate, to DOING GOOD.  She had always seen the Lions as beloved friends, as the surest way to save and protect.  

                                      HER DREAM.  HOW MUCH DO YOU WANT YOUR DREAM?

                      “My dream ------ to be a Paladin.  You know how much I wanted that.”  But that isn’t the answer Red wants --- and truly, it isn’t the one Allura intends to give.  

          Her hand shifts; long fingers pressing against the field before slowly curling into a fist.  SHIRO.  They must get him back.  They must get him back ------ because she loves him, because she LOVES ALL OF THEM.

                 MAKESHIFT FAMILY MEANS MORE THAN ANY DREAM.

              “I don’t want to be a Paladin to fulfill some child’s dream.”  Voice is not angry but there is GRAVITY to it, familiar flames sparking to life inside her eyes.  “I want to be a Paladin to SAVE MY FAMILY, and there isn’t ANYTHING I wouldn’t do for that!”

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lionaut:

          The ROLL of her eyes has a contradictory effect than the one he’s sure she intended. Is that an ALTEAN thing, or did she pick that up from them? Whatever it is, it’s cute— she wears exasperation as attractively as she does everything else and he breathes out a dreamy sigh; letting his mind wander… and wander and wander until—  

        Until all he can picture is Coran in a towel. 

          He CHOKES; coughing around gulps of air as he reels back and fumbles for his pouch of water (and maybe some bleach). 

        ❝       D— did I say massages? I meant, uh— meringues…?              —Mm! Cooking…!       ❞  

        NAILED IT.

        ❝       Hunk’s not the only culinary genius around here, y’know. I’m a whiz in the kitchen. How ‘bout CHEF LANCE fixes you something to eat? It’s been a while since we took a break.     ❞   

            Would it be MEAN to agree to this primarily for the chance to watch him flounder?  She supposes he’ll likely attempt it regardless; at least if she’s present, she’ll be able to keep anything from lighting on FIRE --------- “Alright.  I’d love to see it.”

                           And honestly?  Assuming he does not burn down the ship, perhaps it will be good for the Paladin!  Ancestors know that any person, Altean or otherwise, requires time doing something, anything besides BEING AT WAR.  ( allura doesn’t want to steal everything from them, though there is little that war won’t take.  she knows that much well. )  

                   Besides.  SHE NEEDS A BREAK, TOO.  There is only so much time one can spend primarily in the company of mice.

          “Though I’m sure Hunk will be HEARTBROKEN if you manage to outdo him.”

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Streeetches!  Sorry I haven’t been around; mental health has NOT been playing nice, and I’m having trouble maintaining motivation for any muse consistently.  I’m gonna try to do some work tonight or tomorrow, though, so like this for a short starter from everyone’s fav space mom!

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My heart swings back and forth between the need for routine and the urge to run.

Unknown (via onlinecounsellingcollege)

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Can you teach me how to feel real?

I Am Not A Robot (via justanotherrpmusing)

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ending music for book 4

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@chickenwuss:

i still gotta icon the small amt of scenes hayner was in in kh2 LOL zzz. we can suffer together

u got me thinking kh and now im like.  god back when i wrote xion it was the woRST like i literally had like 25 icons and id remake them like once every 2 months or smth but ID JUST MAKE THE SAME 30 INSTEAD OF EVER MAKING MORE BEAUSE IM STRAIGHT UP AWFUL