#lance is your brother

[ef-1]

Fellas

Is it gay to intertwine your legs with the groom?

[vicsy]

ohhh for the ship asks

strollonso (obvi) and the prompt: you should stay away from him

In a perfect echo of the hotel bathroom, Lance cuts himself over the edge of false convictions. His fingers close around the wide band of a custom-made collar.

You should stay away from him.

He addresses the reflection in the mirror, stern, but his voice is soft, too forgiving, nothing like his father's. A tremor wracking through his hands; Lance clasps the collar over his throat, living through a memory so crystal clear. Lawrence's heartbroken face when he slid a black box across the table in his office, just the two of them and a thick burden of the best interests kept at heart. A sharp point of a dagger prodding his skin where it's the thinnest.

Familial ties have no weight in blood. Lance still wants to learn he's worth his weight in gold.

"I won't tell you what to do," Sebastian said, then, a glass of wine next to his empty plate. Lance zeroed in on the silver of his fangs, peeking through his lips stretches in an easy smile. They were playing pretend for the night. "He and I are very different. Try to keep a healthy distance, yes?"

The want parched Lance.

"No. Don't," Esteban snapped a week later, frantic and desperate, cornering Lance near his driver's room in the sweltering Bahrain heat. He pointed at his parted mouth and pressed the pad of his index finger to the tip of his fang. "It's no good, Lance, please. Stay as far away from him as you can, ask your dad to– I don't know!"

"Esteban–"

"Or come to me," Esteban pleaded, his hold on Lance's shoulder bruising. "I'll do it. Don't risk it with him. Please."

Lance couldn't, ever. Esteban would have ended up loathing himself and Lance would have never made his peace with it. To Esteban, he still made a feeble promise, sealed with a bone-crushing hug. Lance hoped it wouldn't break the way his wrists did; it hurt.

The pain was his impediment. It lessened his resolve.

You should stay away from him.

Race after race after race. The pinprick on the back of Lance's neck from being watched, a touch to the small of his back; to his cheek. His lungs constricting and sweat pooling under the collar, unbearable chokehold. Lance wishes to crack his chest open, to leave the bridges up in flames, to stand on the podium drenched in champagne — up there, not alone, free. Lance detests the thrum of want singing under his skin. It never abates, haunting.

You should stay–

Lance goes for a drive. He pretends there is no destination in mind. His car doesn't seem real but the empty streets of Oviedo at night are more than enough.

A house on top of the hill greets him with a sound of shattered promise. The front door opens before Lance reaches out to ring the bell.

"I don't know," he says right off the bat and shivers. Then forces a smile he knows is crooked. He's lying. "Sorry. Shouldn't have come, really."

Leaning against the mahogany doorframe, Fernando appears mostly human, dressed in a t-shirt and sweatpants. The eyes of a predator look at and through him. Lance never wanted it to be anyone else.

"Hm. I know," Fernando rumbles, his smirk as cruel as it is indulging. Lance feels lost; feels like he's on the wrong path. "You are doing a bad job at staying away, Lance."

Fernando's fixation on discipline fascinates him. With a trembling hand, Lance unclasps the collar around his neck; with the other, he grabs Fernando wrist, palm up. There is no pulse beating underneath his fingertips but Lance's heart is rabbiting out of his chest hard enough for the two of them.

Too perceptive to be fooled, Fernando waits him out. He knows the game well. Lance walks into the trap on his own volition, waving a white flag. Places the collar onto Fernando's calloused palm, closes his fingers around it.

"Show me why I shouldn't."

Then, Lance bares his neck.

Then, Fernando lunges.

Bare and at a mercy, wrists bound behind his back with the same collar he wore, a mere sheep to a slaughter, Lance's want crumbles into dust and all of his pain ebbs away. He can never go back now; he wants to forget the way exists when Fernando pushes him into the bedsheets, big hands gripping his waist tight. Lance bucks up against nothing, white-hot pleasure blinding him, rendering him bonesless, voiceless but frighteningly at ease.

Fernando's jagged fangs plunge into his throat without a warning and Lance wonders why he ever resisted going somewhere he belongs.

Send me a ship/character(s) and a one word prompt and I will write a 5 sentence fic about it

[ikarakie]

the reason i headcanon matt to be such a badass, battle worn rebel commander is because it’s so funny to imagine the paladins hearing stories of matt through shiro and pidge and thinking of him as some bumbling genius dork only to meet him and he’s tall, buff, and cool as fuck

[rainbowrocketquotes]

Silver: So, uh, how did mom react to the whole thing that happened at Hoenn?

Maxie: Well, when they finally let me out of prison, your mother immediately called me and told me that she "is proud of me for finally embracing my evil side in the family".

Silver: .. Huh. Doesn't sound too ba-

Maxie: .. and Lance called me shortly after and told me that he is going to hyper beam me into next Friday.

Silver: .. Ah.

[press1forf1]

There's no way you saw all those tweets calling you out for liking a gross tweet about Lance and you try to twist the story into people being upset about a tweet you liked about the Marta situation. There is simply no way.

[reanimatedgh0ul]

this is LITERALLY their dynamic in a nutshell

[deldeldel90]

i love Lance & Blaine's brotherhood so much ,, like. not sure if it's just a niche or not but they!!!! they!!!!!!!!! putting my heart and soul writing them bc they are so :))) :DDD :DD!!

[runawayfuture]

concept art for my AU where the church lets House Gautier hold on to the dragon sign in case they didn't have a kid with a Crest and so Miklan doesn't get kicked out and he loves his little brother and everything is Fine Actually

[empty-blog-for-lurking]

hiii uh. dunno if this will make any sense, im kinda just throwing my thoughts at you

OKAY. so. been thinking about kuron(again) and the thing im just realising how ALONE he is, at least at the beggining. the people he thought of as his family fucking KILLED him, stole his body, and then basically forgot about him for YEARS. and after being ressurected- like, in the first few days, weeks, months- did kuron had ANY support? anyone to lean on?? to help him adjust to being alive again?

i know he starts to meet new people and make friends, and thats great! but. at the beggining....... lance was in a coma 'n shit, team voltron propably wasnt too enthusistic about helping kuron, and it just hit me that, at least the way i understand it(i might be wrong), he had to figure EVERYTHING out by himself

thats FUCKED dude

Oh god yes!!! To be honest i dont really have like a detailed idea for this part of the story like at best i have this one idea where Veronica is the first one to find him. Like in my head Veronica has been trying to track down Lance cause he ran away/didnt give the address once he moved out, isnt picking up his goddamn phone and literally dropped from the face of the earth and she cant find a trace of him. That was until apparently Lance?? 'Attacked' Shiro?? Like Shiro's fine just fainted and on bedrest and according to Curtis, Lance was saying something about "he is still in there" before apparently using Magic?? Somehow?? And taking something? From Shiro?? Yeah Veronica has no fucking clue. But a lead is a lead and she was able to track down Lance's new home only to find 1) a guy butt fuck naked coming out of a quintessence filled tub like the girl from Shining and who looks a bit like her boss. 2) her brother unconscious. She instinctly about to pull a gun on him except Kuron just slips and hits the floor, so now Veronica has two men she needs to drag to a hospital. Joy.

So like yeah Kuron's first stranger-to-acquintance-to-friend is Veronica. She neither has the history of All That™ the others have with Kuron, knows a bit about the clone situation to not be weirded out by it, but also doesnt really care about the whole Evil Clone thing™, cause i am so sorry but she has seen this man fall on his face first 5 times and counting, cry over a fridge ad that had kittens in it, and try to name himself Frank Shelley, even if he somehow becomes Evil~ Veronica is sure she can just Take him down easily, and like what is she supposed to do? Just leave him? He clearly has even less of an idea what is going on and she cant in good conscience leave him like this.

And thing is that Veronica does want to support Kuron, because he deserves that! It's the right thing to do and he deserves that! But at the start he really is a stranger to her and Lance is more of a priority to her than he is, and he is like one of the only leads that explains what is going on with Lance. And while she wont admit this but Kuron can tell and like logically He Gets That™!! He Gets That™!!! And he wants to help Lance too!! But he's also someone who is used and thrown away by everyone around him and this shit hurts like hell. Like this is a recipe of disaester for both of them and will result in a shouting match but right now Kuron is too high on pain meds and pain of being alive again to truly get into it so.

So like physically he isnt really alone in figuring this out, Veronica is trying to help him as much as she can help him, and the hospital staff she dragged him to are really nice to him as well. Emotionally......well there is effort. Vero is trying! Heck she even defended him when Shiro suggested they should lock him up cause he was a danger to everyone and is evil. She is trying but she also has her own trauma, whatever is going on with Lance, her family having separation anxiety, her job, etc etc and she can only do so much, and like Kuron is also trying but he is also dealing with so much and pushing it into the back burner and my guy is just not having great time at all. So like yeah he did had to figure out so much himself

[ramonaflow]

James Lance - I'm Alan Partridge 1997

[one-thousand-and-one-fandoms]

I don't want to be there when you cry (new tears over old lovers)

Keith fell in love with Lance when he was fourteen and Lance stayed up with him all night to help him cram for a Spanish test that he really couldn't afford to fail. Keith didn't want to fall in love with his best friend; it just happened! The realization terrified him and he resolved never to tell Lance about it.

Lance fell in love with Nyma when he was sixteen and they dated for two years. In Keith's opinion, Nyma was a bitch. No, he wasn't jealous, he was simply observant. Nyma always asked Lance to buy her stuff and take her to fancy places while she belittled and insulted Lance's language, heritage, family and everything in between. Lance gradually lost the spark in his eyes and Keith hated seeing him so sad all the time. Then Nyma cheated on Lance with Rolo and didn't even bother to hide it. Lance was devastated.

When Lance turned nineteen, just a few months after his heart was thoroughly shattered by Nyma, Lance kissed Keith on the lips. Keith wanted to say it was sweet, but he only felt grossed out. He still loved Lance, but Lance didn't love him and was still hung up on Nyma.

Keith abruptly ended the kiss and he must have looked horrified because Lance immediately looked sorry and began apologizing. Keith wanted to cry, but not in front of Lance, so he just up and left. Lance tried to come after him, but Keith was sneaky when he wanted to be.

That night Keith sent his application to the Garrison Galaxy which his foster brother Shiro also attended. He was accepted. He began to pack his bags immediately and wrote a long letter to Lance:

Dear Lance,

I know what you're doing, but I can't play along this time and pretend it's fine. I like you, a lot, and I have for years. I would like for you to fall in love with me for me, and not because you're trying to get over your ex. I wouldn't mind taking you out on a nice date or two.

I got accepted into the Galaxy Garrison and will be leaving in a month. I think we both need some space. But I will come back, and if you're ready then, and willing, I'll take you out on a real date and show you that you can fall in love with me for me.

Love,

Keith.

This is one of my favorie bands, and I wanted to write a fic to this song. Essentially, for those who don't know Spanish, in the song the guy is telling the girl that he doesn't want to be used to get over her ex. He tells her he'll wait until she's ready and that it can be love at second sight.

This is my favorite verse: "Porque no quiero estar ahí cuando tu llores/ Lágrimas nuevas pero de viejos amores/ Y que el recuerdo de alguien más riegue mis flores."

(Translation: Because I don't want want to be there when you cry/ new tears over old lovers / and that another's memories water my flowers. [ugh,this translation doesn't sound right but it's 1 am and this is the best I can do atm])

[anxiously-awaiting]

forgot to put this here lastnight <3

[drgnbld]

"Now I wonder who is more terrifying, you, or my older brother?"

" i'd like to think we're both terrifying - and charming, thank you - in our own ways. you're both masters at using psychic abilities, bonding with your pokémon in a way not many are capable of, not to mention your brother's use of techniques such as mirror room. lucian has the ability to rip someone's mind from the inside, i have the ability to destroy someone physically. "

[nicolechaos1]

So proud of my big brother ❤️

[bornbreathless]

Dynamics!

Currently just ones moved over from my old blog, I have a few more on my list that I need to find something for, but hmu if you want a tag! (all I ask is that we have written/plotted something for me to go from)

[floatyflowers]

Dark! Gwayne Hightower x Targaryen! Reader

You are the cousin of Rhaenyra Targaryen, making you Daemon's daughter.

Even though you liked the idea of being loved by everyone, there is one person who bothers you.

Ser Gwayne Hightower, is the older brother of your cousin's best friend.

You didn't like the Hightower siblings, you can sometimes see how envious Alicent is of Rhaenyra.

As for Gwayne, he tries to court you but you reject him, kindly, everytime.

He tried to impress you by wanting to beat your father at the tourney.

Gwayne even took your favor, by putting his lance up near you, not giving you a chance to reject him.

Daemon still defeated him.

Honestly, as long as your father is here, you didn't fear Gwayne's obsession with you.

However, your father gets banished, leaving you in court all alone, under your uncle's custody.

Gwayne didn't waste the chance, and convinced his father to wed you to him, despite Otto hating Daemon, but he saw it as an opportunity to take Runestone.

Visery's for some unknown reason thought it was a great idea to wed you to Gwayne Hightower without informing his brother, just because he is the king.

And also because Gwayne caused a scandal by visiting you late at night.

Like brother, like sister.

Gwayne was excited and promised to be a good husband, and a good father for your future children with him.

When your father returned from his banishment and knew of your marriage, he was ready to kill all of the Hightowers, especially when he saw Gwayne's smug face.

But didn't do so, because you were pregnant at the time with your first child.

Gwayne thought that he has finally made you his after so many years of being madly in love with you.

The Hightower man thought you accepted him long ago when you had his children.

But when, Aegon, ursurped the throne.

You took the chance, and left wih the children on your dragon.