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           Look around. We’re one and the same.                     Same HEART, same BLOOD.

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                                    Law. Muses. Trial.

                             Personals do not interact                                        Base Template

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                                         Templ. Rules. Comms.

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I’m moving Keith to another blog, only folks I talk to ooc will know where he’s moved to. I’m sorry, guys, but it feels like people don’t read my rules and I’m just tired of it. As of now, this blog is

ARCHIVED.

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I would like to remind the jury that my keith is the red paladin.

But If I have the energy and muse allows I'll be online

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IT'S KEITH'S BIRTHDAY

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Y'all I cry I love the babs

I got Luke on a tauntaun & $32 well spent

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Cap at 7

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sharur​!

—And so it begins. @shinkv​

For a while now, Mishil was content with the idea of living on her own and moving away from the city. Away from the chaos and start a quieter life from her usual workplace and family ties. Her padrino had offered her a small vineyard to settle in. There’d be workers who’d help care for the grapes during the week per the wine season but apart from that—she had the house and most of the land to herself. What her padrino had failed to mention, however, was that the ‘house’ in question (a house with six rooms, a garage, basement and attic as well as a shed all interconnected) was in need of repair.

So she had started reviewing potential workers and housemates—the trip to the city and back would be long and if she were honest, having a someone else who could help her fix and manage the place while she worked occasionally would be ideal. She’d reviewed the file sent to her by a Keith Kogane, granting him one of the rooms with a bathroom by the garage. He’s quiet, for the most part of this first week, and really knew his way around tools, which she appreciated immensely. She told him how one room was strictly off-limits per her work, but other then that he was free to do as he pleased and any work he managed he’d get a nice work check for it.

The gardener who cared for most of the shrubbery around the grounds, Antonio, watered the bushes nearby and dipped his straw hat in her direction. “The young ragazzo is working well for you miss?” Mishil nodded, setting down a tray of fresh lemonade on the top table. Motioning for Antonio to take a glass for himself, the two turned their gaze to Keith who was hammering a nail into the roof—there’d been a couple of leaks, and she was glad for the extra set of hands but really wished her Padrino warned her. At least the plumbing still worked and she managed to install some basic internet. Knowing Vincenzo Senior–he just thought the extra work would do her good. Cheeky old man.

That said, seeing Keith’s skin glaze itself underneath the warm italian sun—well, that was just a fun bonus. Not that she had any plans of that sort. ❝Hey, Keith! I’ve got some iced lemonade here if your thirsty. Why don’t you come down and give yourself a break? ❞

                He almost didn’t believe it when his application had been accepted--but he can’t argue the place seemed perfect. It doesn’t seem out of the ordinary, though he can definitely say the wildlife was.. odd. Not due to anything the owner of the house seemed to be doing, no if anything.. she had his.. attention. When she gave him a task, it was always yes ma’am with that very subtle texan twang of his. However, if he ever spoke any other time, it was simple questions on how she wanted something to look. While he was fixing the house, he may as well also make fixes to the detailing that was needing done, too.

                He could see the use of fixing up the place.. it would look beautiful when he was done with the fixes. It was every now and then that the scenery would distract him or the.. house owner would catch his eye.. but he otherwise got most of his work done each day. There were even a few times that he was able to get out at night and take a walk along the treeline. He’d heard tall tales never to do so but.. the nights were cool and breezy, usually quiet enough for him to catch his bearings and feel like he wasn’t overrun by people. It was part of why he was looking for work out in the countrysides.

                Today, he had taken off his shirt--a ragged Metallica shirt, likely from one of their tours, who knew. He got it from a thrift shop for five dollars. He’s alert when he’s up on the roof, the dual colored gaze focused on patching this part of the roof.. At least he found something that would work out instead of going into the military like he’d thought to do at first. His mind was buzzing with the events of the night before, but he wouldn’t speak of it. His right arm has a bandage over it, not something crudely done.. but it would always be brushed aside with the excuse of a small gash that he got when he tripped over a root.

                Her voice was what snapped the young man out of his thoughts, dual colored gaze drifting down towards her. “Yeah, lemme get down.” Four words, astonishing. It’s the most he’s spoken all day, though he has been distant and didn’t speak much from day one. It’s not long before he finds his shirt and the ladder that he tied up to make sure it stayed and slid down carefully.. then went over to where she stood. A break should help.. “The roof is almost done, is there anything you want me to start working on today once I get that finished?”

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Keith will wear just about anything you give him if it's comfortable. Lance bought him this as a joke & now he regrets life.

Actual shirt found here.

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kotofvi​!

           Absolutely, undeniably precious. Shiro could not believe there was a single ounce of ill intent in this one’s body let alone even a single strand of fur. How anyone could ever harm him was beyond the witch. Cookie was equally elated, a loud rumbling purr rolling through her throat as she sweetly accepted the affection and even moved to rub her face against that giant paw. Shiro couldn’t help but to smile widely at the sight before he turned to focus on finishing up what he’d been making. He’s very sweet, the words roll through his mind and he chuckles. “She says you’re very sweet yourself,” he chimes, relaying that thought from his familiar as he finished up and began plating things. Certainly, a werewolf was more so a carnivore so he thought to add more meat to the stew and make it a little thicker so it was easier for him to eat. 

The witch was content to make any kind of accommodation for a guest and certainly would do so for a kind one. His whole heart always exposed. So often was it torn for it, but he didn’t mind it. Instead he would fill the cracks given with gold to further his kindness. He shifted to set everything on the table and settled in himself,”Food’s ready~ Beef stew with extra meat and a hearty side of rosted potatoes and polenta.” When Shiro cooked, he often made too much on the off thought that he might have a guest. Not to mention it saved him time in the afternoons so he could go and gather more ingredients for his spells and potions. He’d set up Cookie’s spot next to Keith’s and his own across the table so the other had more room. The feline in question was all too ready to leap onto the table and take her place, immediately digging in without regard for any form of ‘manners’ one might expect at the table which always earned a snicker from Shiro himself. 

“She’s a bit of a mess when it comes to food. Best not put your claws too close to her maw while she’s chowing down or you might lose them.” He wiggled his marred digits as if to say she was the cause which earned a glare from his familiar. “I’m joking, of course.” A hum of delight and he settled in himself, smiling all the while. “You’re more than welcome to come here whenever you feel the need or whenever you’d like at all. There’ll always be a meal and safety waiting for you,” he chimed. It was what he could always offer, be it whenever the other was changed or not. 

              There’s a quiet, happy sound that leaves the wolf. His tail wagging a little more and ears perking forward towards the witch when he speaks up about the cat’s thoughts. His head tilted some, ears flicking a little before the wolf shifted himself. He’s not familiar with the area, and often times he may even have passed without knowing that it was even here. Then again the closest he’d been to this area was right by where he had been found. It wasn’t something that was going to be too much of a distraction other than him  flicking his ears around to hear the sounds and a glance to take in sights even within the little home.

             At mention of food being ready, the violet eyes of the wolf turned to the man and he shifted to move towards the table once it was set. Though unlike his human form--hands were only used for basic things. Petting cats, gripping trees if he needed to climb them.. He was unsure if he would be able to handle silverware, though claws might get in the way of trying. There’s an interested glint in his eyes, a moment the wolf took to sniff at the food provided to him.. not out of distrust, no, more so out of curiosity. He wanted to know what it was for himself, smell it and see if it was going to be something he would enjoy. It isn’t long before he decided to try it.

            Ears Flick  back then forward, the wolf glancing to the cat before Shiro. I have seen more terrifying. He can’t say that watching other wolves tear into their food or even just watching any other creatures that he’d come across.. Though he wouldn’t bother the cat while she ate. Thank you, I appreciate this.. He really did.. it was the kindest he’s seen in a while since he was turned. The other wolves refused him, he knew other humans would sooner put a bullet in his chest than allow him to continue on.

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i pray you heal from things no one ever apologized for

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person: but it’s canon

me: yes, but it’s very badly written, so we ignore it

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Star Guardians Unite!!! 

work in progress yall, planning on drawing the whole star guardian team together huehue

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It’s time once again for another round of “The Holts Are The Freakin Cutest”!

Mostly Pidge and Colleen this go-round.  Which is good, because these ladies deserve all the hugs they can get.

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Thanks for getting me out of that place.