#star guardian pajamas

[aurelion-solar]

Pajama Guardian Cosplay Urgot in Wild Rift ✨

[pwoarks]

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[starguardiancentral]

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[ohnoitstbskyen]

No, give me the REAL Star Guardian Urgot!

Yeah, no, this skin is a cop out. The meme - the joke - was "ha ha star guardian urgot, he's a big burly man with spider legs, that can’t possibly be a Star Guardian, wouldn't that be funny? Ha ha ha!”

And my philosophy is that the best response to that kind of joke, to the assumption that this silly thing is surely impossible, is to find a way to make it happen. Put those billions of Tencent Dollars to work, tell your amazing team of creative artists to put their heads together, and design an actual Star Guardian Urgot. Not a joke, not an April Fools skin, not a meme, a real Star Guardian, with a real story and real meaning to the skin-line's universe.

Star Guardian Ahri is easy. Star Guardian Urgot is a challenge, and those challenges are where the best designs, or the most interesting failures, ultimately come from. If you're gonna respond to the meme, exceed expectations, do not bow to them. Which is what Pajama Guardian Cosplay Urgot does. It is a skin which bows its head in surrender and says, yes, Star Guardian Urgot is impossible. We don't know how to make that work. That would be hard. Come on!

[notoriouslydevious]

Pajama Guardian Lux from Source

[chamomilefaery]

I went to the League of Legends LCS Finals this weekend and cosplayed as Pajama Guardian Lux!

[py-dreamer]

PT 2 OF THAT HALLOWEEN COSTUME THINGY!!!

I never thought I'd get this done!

Ok so:

Sun Wukong as Turnip Head (and also secret prince from Howl's moving castle)

Six eared macaque as Fujimoto (aka Ponyo's dad and the guardian of sea life from Ponyo)

Sandy as Totoro (My neighbour Totoro)

Pigsy as Porco Rosso (formerly known as Marco Pagot, from Porco Rosso)

And Tang as Shizuku (Whisper of the heart)

(Also bonus one of Sandy's cats as the cat bus)

Ok um reasons for choosing these?....um....

Sandy would totally wear a Totoro onsie and would be delighted to have one of his cats join in the fun (Mo is with Bai He at the moment)

Pigsy is pig. He used to have mustache. Porco is pig. He too, has mustache. I have no other explanation.

Tang is scholar, and a nerd so matching him up with sweet author Shizuku seemed like a good choice (also it's fun to put Tang in a frilly dress)

I saw this one design as Mac as Fujimoto and I just fell in love. But I had to use the tacky red-white pajamas which really isn't Mac's style so I hide with poncho-cloak thingy.

Wukong could use the staff as Turnip head's stick and he could use the makeup from the lantern city ep.

I JUST REALISED THIS IS MY FIRST TIME DRAWING SANDY OML

He is an underrated gentle giant and he deserved all those stars and frankly deserves more love.

Also more freenoodles content pls, they r freaking adorable I should probably draw them more. I can imagine Tang is ranting about the movie or Jttw or something and Pigsy will just listen

Perhaps I should've picked another movie but I just really wanted to draw Wukong squatting on the staff like the gremlin he is and Turnip head was the perfect candidate

(Click photo for less sh!tty quality)

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Also tagging mutuals again cause that's fun!)

@violetjedisylveon @cats-and-confusion @leesbian42

[damnlance]

part 3 of my random klance blurb. (keith’s pov)

what a crazy day.

after returning his truck to work and explaining to his boss the events that transpired, keith was able to get 3 days off from work to recover from the accident. although he didn’t really see it as an accident. he did get a pretty boy’s number and a kiss on his cheek. compared to any other boring day, it was great day for him.

but just like lance having to tell his parents about the accident, keith had to tell his older brother. he wasn’t ready for all the lectures about being safe and careful.. so he told his brother-in-law, adam, instead. who ended up telling his brother. and about half an hour later, keith was getting picked up by shiro, who was worried sick.

“i can’t believe you got hit!” he exclaimed. keith wasn’t even halfway in the car yet before shiro had his big hands all over his face and body.

“ow! shiro, stop!” keith pushed him away, sending him a deadpanned look. “this is exactly why i contacted adam and not you!”

shiro scoffed, driving away from keith’s job in disbelief at his little brother’s sentence. “adam and i don’t keep secrets from each other. that’s how marriage works.”

keith fake gagged and stared out the window as shiro gave him his famous lecture on marriage and how to be in a successful relationship blah, blah, fucking blah. keith only pretended to listen as he thought about his day. it was barely night now as the stars began peeking out from the clouds and he couldn’t help but be mesmerized by them. he loved the stars ever since he was a little boy. he always dreamed of being up there one day, just like shiro. but reality became too real for him and that dream faded into the background.

“keith??”

a tap to the leg and keith is reeling back in from his thoughts.

“huh?” he looks over at shiro who’s got his eyes on the road and one hand on keith’s knee.

“i said are you sure you’re okay?” shiro repeats. “did you go to the hospital?”

“yeah,” keith nods. “i got a few stitches in my forehead-”

“what-!?” shiro damn near swerves the car trying to whip keith’s head around so he can see.

“-but im fine!” keith pushes his hand away. “fucking hell, focus on the road.”

it’s a long drive back to keith’s apartment. he explains to shiro the subtle details of the accident and leaves it at that. he doesn’t say much about lance or how amazing he is, just that he was a kind stranger who took care of him. shiro said something along the lines of how keith could’ve been killed talking to strangers like that and keith had to remind shiro that he was a twenty-eight year old man who can take care of himself. if lance tried anything at all, keith would have been ready to slice him up.

after being dropped off at his apartment, and reassuring shiro that he didn’t need a babysitter, keith settled into his home immediately. he showered, changed into his pajamas, and even ate a tv dinner while watching some gameshow marathon. he doesn’t get too many channels on his old tv so he takes what he can get.

after dinner, keith settles into his bed. he had a long day. he didn’t have a concussion or whiplash, surprisingly. just a gash. and stitches..

stitches that are really fucking itchy.

keith reaches up to scratch at them and suddenly feels someone slap his hand away. he jumps when he realizes it’s lance’s hand.

the memory of lance’s hand, anyway.

keith sits up in his bed and reaches into the pocket of his black pajama pants, grabbing his phone to unlock it. he takes a breath and goes to his contact list, finding lance’s name.

guardian angel lance.

it’s weird how keith really thought that of lance just after a few hours of being in his presence. there was something so.. good about him. something that was right on the surface that made keith want to drop everything just to be near him again. it was unusual..

he made keith feel unusual. but not in a bad way. just in a way that had keith’s stomach twisting in knots and feeling like he needed to puke the tv dinner digesting inside of his stomach out onto his bed.

what’s that feeling called..?

he didn’t know.

what he did know is that his palms were getting sweaty. he was staring down at his phone, at the contact he pulled up, wishing for some sort of miracle to happen. he wasn’t the best at initiating things and didn’t have a plan in sight on what to do.

should he call? do people still call others and talk on the phone? what do they even talk about?

maybe he should text? texting isn’t his strong suite either.. he can’t even remember to text shiro back until three days later cause he replied in his brain, just not in his phone.

fuck, why is this so hard???

because he doesn’t want to seem needy. or desperate. or like.. some stalker or something.

taking a deep breath and holding it, keith bites his lower lip and clicks on the name. lance’s picture is the first thing to catch his eyes.. god, he’s so hot. the option to text or call comes up. keith opts for the text option and promises that he won’t be lazy or forgetful. how can he be when it’s someone like.. lance.

letting out his breath, keith’s thumbs move across the keyboard rapidly. he doesn’t know what he’s doing, just letting his body take control, and before he knows it, he’s pressing send.

his phone makes the sound of the message being sent and he instantly panics. it’s a simple ‘hi’ but it’s enough to have him freaking out.

“oh… o-oh, my god!??” he yells, throwing his phone across the room. literally. it hits the navy blue painted wall just next to his bedroom door. he freezes, staring at it. like finding a bug on the wall. like maybe if he doesn’t move, his phone can’t see him. and that message will unsend.

one minute turns to two..

three..

keith hasn’t moved. he can’t. he’s precisely frozen with fear. and he feels.. stupid for it.

his body grows hot. he can feel the warmth travel up his neck and to his face, filling out his cheeks. then up to his ears. his heart is throbbing against his ribcage over, and over, and fucking over. he sits up in his bed and tucks his knees to his chest, feeling the thrumming against his thighs. he wraps his arms around himself and frowns. it’s been four minutes..

what if lance doesn’t.. care anymore..? what if lance forgot all about him?

it wouldn’t be the first time someone’s forgotten all about him. it’s pretty easy.

this whole thing was a big fucking mistake.

bzz!

okay, maybe it wasn’t!!

keith hops out of his bed like a madman and rushes over to his most likely cracked phone. he dives to the ground, landing on his stomach and chest, and picks up his phone. he waits two seconds, agitation filling his veins, then flips the phone over.

New Message

Guardian Angel Lance 💙

OHHHH MY GODDD!!!!

he texted baaack!!

keith’s heart was beating into fucking next week!!

okay okay! chill out!? just!! CHILL!

oh my god..

keith closes his eyes and holds his breath. he taps on the screen and unlocks it with his four digit password, going straight into messages. lance’s message.

From: Guardian Angel Lance 💙

hey! thought you'd never text me :) how's your head?

received 8:34PM

keith’s chest is heaving up and down. he bites his lip. he doesn’t think. he can’t really think. he texts back.

To: Guardian Angel Lance 💙

Good. My head is good. Itchy.

Sent 8:34 PM

Sent.

From: Guardian Angel Lance 💙

i bet. >_< but no more scratching!

received 8:35 PM

keith smiles, touching his head. it’s tender. he stands from the floor and types back, sitting back onto his bed.

To: Guardian Angel Lance 💙

Okay. No promises though

Sent 8:35 PM

From: Guardian Angel Lance 💙

wow. it’s only been a few hours and you’re already willing to break promises. that hurts keith.

received 8:36 PM

the corner of keith’s mouth lifts up. it wasn’t as scary as he thought..

so they continue to talk through text and get to know each other a little better. they talk about their hectic day. about cars. lance drives a bmw in the color ‘long beach metallic blue.’ a gift from his parents, keith remembers. keith has a motorcycle but it’s sitting in shiro’s garage waiting for keith to fix her up. so for now, he either takes ubers or walks. or has people he knows drive him places. he always offers to drive, but he doesn’t really do well with others in the car watching him. with trucks, it’s different. they talk about their jobs. keith is a certified truck driver but after today, who knows. he’s been a driver for four years and loves it. he hopes to ‘retire’ and find something else soon. lance states he’s in between jobs right now but is trying to save up his money to get his own apartment as soon as he can.

they talk about pets. keith mentions his dog, kosmo, who’s half german shepard and half wolf. or something. keith doesn’t know, he found him as a pup (or a cub?) one day 2 years ago, outside in the rain, all alone. so he scooped him up and took him home and he’s been keith’s trusty companion ever since. they go everywhere together and he’s the greatest guard dog ever. he enjoys sleeping outside of keith’s door, guarding him just in case. and although his apartment doesn’t really allow dogs of kosmo’s size, keith’s landlord is terrified of him and doesn’t say anything. kosmo is perfectly harmless. when he likes you. lance mentions his cat. an orange cat who hates everyone, including him. her name is red because she was born with red-orange fur. he actually sends a picture of her, which prompts keith to send one of kosmo..

lance goes on a rant about how kosmo is nothing close to a dog whatsoever and that his landlord has every reason to be afraid.

keith laughs.

they talk about food. lance has a very strong love for italian food and says that if he were to die, his last meal would be a big bowl of pasta with the butteriest garlic knots and a giant pop. he says his best friend’s family is italian and that her mom makes a special meal for lance’s birthday every year. every year. keith feels dumb after hearing that but answers that fast food is his go to. growing up with a dad who was always busy and not very good at cooking will do that. Lance sympathizes. and promises to teach keith to cook, stating that cooking is in his blood and that in cuba, where’s he’s from, everyone can cook. everyone.

keith holds him to that promise. lance hearts his message.

they talk about video games. lance explains how retro video games are his all time favorite and how he used to play the killbot phantasm series with his siblings growing up. keith didn’t really have time for video games throughout his life so he doesn’t know much. he’s been to the arcade a few times but it was mostly to beat shiro at air hockey. which he always did.

they talk about friends. lance has three best friends named hunk, pidge, and allura. hunk is his age, twenty-six, and is a chef at a restaurant with his wife, shay. pidge is twenty-three, and works for nasa. yep, that nasa. she’s always away so lance barely gets to see her, but she’s the coolest friend in their group for sure. and allura. she’s a twenty-eight year old florist with her uncle coran and her best friend, romelle. keith talks about shiro. his half brother. he used to be an astronaut and even went to mars. yep, that mars. unfortunately, he lost his arm in the process on a mission gone rouge. after his recovery, he went back out in the field for a few more years before he retired. and since the accident, he could retire. very well. he talks about matthew, who’s shiro’s best friend, college and astronaut buddy. he gave up the astronaut gig and is an astrophysics teacher up at some college. and how could he forget his best friend, acxa. she’s twenty-nine and in the military. fighting for the country as a major. but she’s basically the lieutenant commander.

after five hours and almost a hundred text messages, keith dozes off, but not before saying good night to the only person he could talk to for a hundred more hours.

To: Guardian Angel Lance 💙

Good night Lance.

Sent 1:54 AM

From: Guardian Angel Lance 💙

night keith. talk to you later?

received 1:54 AM

To: Guardian Angel Lance 💙

Yeah. Of course.

Sent 1:54 AM

From: Guardian Angel Lance 💙

promise..?

received 1:55 AM

and keith can’t help but smile, a light pigmentation of pink dusting his cheeks and the tips of his ears.

To: Guardian Angel Lance 💙

I promise.

Sent 1:55 AM

lance hearts the message.

keith falls asleep..

something wet and cold touching keith’s face causes him to stir awake, reaching for the knife underneath his pillow. he opens his eyes to see kosmo there, sitting ever so politely, dark eyes focused on his owner.

a deep breath and keith can relax.

“hey boy,” he greets his dog with a deep, raspy voice. he reaches out and smooths kosmo’s soft black fur back, scratching behind his ears and underneath his chin. “what time is it?”

kosmo only whines, opening his big mouth to clamp down on keith’s wrist and drag him out of bed.

“oh!” keith lets himself be pulled, out of his room and to his kitchen. kosmo stops at the pantry, scratching the door with his claws. keith yawns and stretches his arms over his head. “alright. let’s eat.”

he opens the pantry door and grabs kosmo’s bag of kibble food, setting it on the counter. he pours a little of it inside as the base for the raw food. then he walks over to the fridge to grab some other things to put inside kosmo’s food. he grabs three quail eggs and crushes them up, shells included. he then grabs a container full of cooked cod and grabs a fork, cutting up a slice of that and dropping it into the massive, ceramic dog bowl. rabbit heart and two frozen duck feet are next and keith is surprised he never gags from any of this. he throws in some chicken hearts, a few sardines, a scoop of fermented veggies, some pineapple chunks, and two homemade frozen dog treats, shaped like cute little paws, made from raspberries, beets and parsley. a few drizzles of coconut oil and keith is done. the contents in the bowl could look gross to anyone else.. but keith is used to it. and kosmo loves it. he is a growing boy after all.

walking over to kosmo’s designated eating area, keith places the dog bowl onto a small, propped up dog table. kosmo sits down next to the bowl and waits for keith’s command. keith pets kosmo’s head once more, scratching behind his fluffy ears and underneath his chin before he gives the command.

“eat.” he says. and kosmo digs right in.

it’s ten o’clock, keith discovers, and he’s extremely tired. but he does have the rest of the week off, technically giving him a five day weekend from the accident so he could sleep in all day and watch some crappy tv. or he could go to the gym with shiro and adam.

you could text lance the voice in the back of his brain says.

keith gets a pang of butterflies so hard in his stomach he has to stop the cringe and the second hand embarrassment from preventing himself from doing it.

he could text lance. if lance was awake. yeah.

sure.

keith walks to his room and plops down on his bed, grabbing his phone from behind his pillow. he checks the screen. one message from shiro. one from matt. a notification about the weather today. the highest will be 70 degrees and the lowest will be 50. gotta appreciate this spring weather.

keith opens shiro’s message about meeting up at the gym at 11 and how his head was doing. he opens matt’s message asking if keith would like one of his famous protein smoothies before their workout. keith replies to both.

To: Grandpa brother

Yes just woke up. Getting ready now. My head is fine. Itchy.

Sent 10:14 AM

To: Yoga Matt

Thank you. No banana. And if you’re going to do banana, a small slice please.

Sent 10:14 AM

keith sighs when he doesn’t see a message from lance. he’s probably still asleep. but that’s okay. keith has no problem texting first. it’s not bad to text first right? it shows he’s interes-.. cares. it shows he cares..

but.. he should take a shower and get ready to go first. yeah. he can do that.

“how’s your head, wet hair?” shiro asks, reaching over to touch keith’s head. keith is quick and slaps his hand.

“im fine.” he grumbles, reaching up to touch his exposed stitches. “matt said he’d patch me up at the gym..”

shiro gives a hum of approval. keith sighs and stares out the window, biting his lower lip. he swirls his mouth around, playing with his tongue ring. it’s sore from keith taking it out for a few hours so he could have a break from it. it doesn’t bother him too much but some days he could do without it. it’s a stupid piercing for him. he was a dumb, angry teenager and knew for sure shiro would be furious if he came home with it. he was right and the result was satisfying. but now he has to live with the hole in his tongue. all because of a little angst.

what a fucking punk, he thinks about his teenage self.

he thinks about lance’s septum piercing and how it had diamonds on it. he considered them to be fake, just a decoration, but when he mentioned the whole rich parents fiasco and seeing the rich neighborhood with his own eyes, keith would not be surprised if they were real diamonds. he wonders if lance got the piercing to piss his parents off, too.

keith smiles to himself, rolling his eyes. he fiddles with the cinnamon lip balm tucked away in the pocket of his sweats.

at the gym, keith, shiro, and matt sit in the men’s locker room. matt is patching up keith’s forehead by applying some soothing ointment and a fresh bandage that’ll stick to his skin for a few hours.

“thanks.” keith mumbles, trying not to squirm. it hurts a bit and he’s itching like crazy.

matt smiles down at him, trying his best to be gentle. “this wouldn’t be the first time i had to patch up a kogane, hm?” he eyes shiro, who is sitting beside them wrapping his hands and knuckles with gauze and tape. he’s going to be boxing today.

“won’t be the last,” shiro answers, now side-eyeing keith. keith sends a smirk his way, looking up to meet eyes with matt. but matt is smiling down at him, stifling a giggle.

an hour and a half in and keith is covered in sweat, drenched in it. he did his regularly scheduled workout but decided to push himself a little more. so he got in the ring with matt. they spared for a little while before matt switched places with shiro to take a phone call. keith visibly tensed at the switch and when shiro noticed, he scoffed.

“what’s with the face?” he asked, putting on the huge punching mitts. keith raised his eyebrow, squinting his eyes.

“i think you know,” he answered, crossing his arms. shiro stands there, staring hard.

“i won’t go easy on you,” he holds his right gloved hand up, “honest.”

keith cracks his neck, rolling his head and shoulders around. just before he can charge at shiro, matt is coming back quite frantically.

“guys!” he yells, pointing to his phone. “m-my sister is back in town!! she’s at my parents house, we gotta go!!” shiro and keith share a look before they look back at matt.

“you have a sister?” keith says, now earning crazy looks from matt and shiro.

“seriously!?” matt sighs, “my baby sister, who i’ve only mentioned a hundred times since we’ve known each other? shiro’s met her.”

“okay, i haven’t,” keith shrugs, twisting his tongue ring around in his mouth. shiro and matt look at one another and share a look that reads ‘oh, maybe he’s right’ and it has keith rolling his eyes. of fucking course he’s right.

“well, do you want to?” matt offers. “my parents are getting her from the airport as we speak and should be arriving in an hour.”

keith shrugs again, removing his red boxing gloves and sweeping his sweat ridden hair back. “i need to shower bad. plus kosmo is waiting for me. rain check?”

matt nods happily as keith and shiro step out of the ring and make their way to the men’s locker room.

keith has to wait outside for matt and shiro to finish their showers. he doesn’t trust gym showers or any shower that’s not at his apartment since his juvie days and that’s that. the car ride back to his apartment is filled with matt telling stories about his sister and what she does. her name is katie and she works for a big space company, just like he did. she’s been gone for two years and will be back for six months to take a small vacation. keith hasn’t met matt’s family, but they’re all really into space and stuff like shiro. keith’s only known matt the same amount of time that he’s know shiro, i.e. 4-ish years, and he’s never really been interested in knowing any of the other holt’s.

because keith didn’t have a family. his dad died when he was nine and his mother abandoned them. he went though the remainder of his teen years in and out of foster homes and when he was thirteen, in and out of juvie. he barely finished high school and college was never an option. he went straight to finding a job and landed three of them at three different mechanic shops around the city. that’s how he afforded his motorcycle parts and his old apartment. he eventually moved to the apartment he is in now and has been living in for four years, along with the trucker job he has now.

that was also around the time when shiro tracked him down, almost beating down his door, to tell him that he’s his half brother and that they have the same father. keith was so in shock that he punched shiro in the face. and then fainted. and then gave himself a stomach virus from all the stress and shiro had to take care of him. literally. add in matt stopping by to meet him and being very much in shock at how much they look alike, and the rest is history.

so yeah, keith’s never really heard of this katie. but her job must be quite the catch if it’s kept her away for two years.

stopping in the parking lot at keith’s apartment, keith grabs his duffle bag and hops out the car.

“thanks for the ride, shiro,” he nods to his brother. “and matthew, for repairing my head.”

matt rolls his eyes as shiro lets out a chuckle, covering his mouth.

“it’s matt and fuck you.” is all he says before he’s flipping keith off. keith smirks and gives him the finger back.

“see ya, keith,” shiro smiles. “take it easy. text if you need anything.”

“sure.” keith nods before they’re driving off and onto the road.

after his much needed shower, keith plops down on the couch in his living room and lets out a loud sigh. he pulls his phone from his pocket and checks the screen.

2 New Messages

Guardian Angel Lance 💙

keith is sitting up so fast, he almost breaks his neck from the speed.

“oh, shit,” he whispers to himself. he opens the messages, tucking his long, washed and wet hair behind his ear.

From: Guardian Angel Lance 💙

hey! how’s it going?

received 12:36 PM

From: Guardian Angel Lance 💙

busy day for me.. sleep good?

received 12:36 PM

keith smiles. his stomach does that weird drop thing again.

To: Guardian Angel Lance 💙

Hi. I’m good just got back from the gym. And yes I slept okay. How are you?

Sent 12:36 PM

lance doesn’t waste any time replying and keith revels in the attention.

From: Guardian Angel Lance 💙

exhausted. i forgot that i had to plan a bbq party thing for my friend pidge and had to wake up early.

received 12:37 PM

From: Guardian Angel Lance 💙

2 hours of sleep in my veins. im tired keith. im dying

received 12:37 PM

To: Guardian Angel Lance 💙

Gross. To lack of sleep and planning bbq party things. Are you resting now?

Sent 12:37 PM

From: Guardian Angel Lance 💙

:) fortunately yes! the party is done and the decorations are amazing thanks to me. but im sleepy. currently hiding in my car to take a quick nap

received 12:38 PM

To: Guardian Angel Lance 💙

Smart. Don’t let me keep you up though. You should sleep. I’ll be here when you wake up

Sent 12:38 PM

From: Guardian Angel Lance 💙

:D really? you will?

received 12:38 PM

To: Guardian Angel Lance 💙

Yes Lance I will

Sent 12:38 PM

From: Guardian Angel Lance 💙

do you promise?

received 12:39 PM

keith lets out a content sigh, a small blush making its way to his cheeks and the tips of his porcelain white ears. there is something so pure about making and keeping promises with lance. it’s like they’re little kids on the playground swapping secrets and promising not to tell anyone, something that’s just theirs. keith can’t recall a single time in his life that someone has ever made him promise anything. it feels.. special.

To: Guardian Angel Lance 💙

I promise. Go to sleep.

Sent 12:39 PM

From: Guardian Angel Lance 💙

okay. but before i do, you should come by! be my guest. there’s free Italian food, free homemade cake, a BIG swimming pool

received 12:40 PM

From: Guardian Angel Lance 💙

and it’ll be nice to see you again.. yknow.. and i could check on your stitches for you too man

received 12:40 PM

record scratch.

keith is standing up now in the middle of his living room with kosmo laying by his feet, staring up at him.

the room is suddenly very hot.

lance wants him to be his guest. like.. a friend?? or a date??

A DATE!?????

keith ejects the idea out of his brain and throws it out the fucking window! he didn’t say date! he said guest!

but.. it is a party. and don’t people usually bring dates to parties???

wait, how would he even get there!? and how many people are going to be there?? what does he even wear!? it’s springtime but is everyone going to be in their bathing suits or bbq attire??

and what about matt’s offer to meet his family?? his sister? keith can’t blow that off. he’d feel too bad. but maybe he can do both! he can quick swing by lance’s party for a few hours and then ask shiro to pick him up and go and meet matt’s family and sister.

yeah! he can do that. but what does he wear????

fuck!

and of course keith is replying before his brain has a chance to finish exploding.

To: Guardian Angel Lance 💙

Sure! Do you think you pick me up in about an hour?

sent 12:42 PM

From: Guardian Angel Lance 💙

hell yes dude!! send me your address and i’ll be there!

received 12:42 PM

and keith does just that..

he types in his address to his apartment and actually sends it to lance.

he’s going to a bbq party thingy with lance.

lance, this stranger he literally just met a little over 24 hours ago.

to a second location. all alone in his car. with him.

to a party with tons of people.

with lance!

what the fuck could possibly go wrong..?

to be continued.

part 2

[seventhcallisto]

You, who has landed in my garden.

Dear, hyunjin.

What it feels like to fall from grace as an angel with wings that spand taller than creatures who can't seem to hold the weight of a person.

These angels know these feelings. As their wings grow and a new feather appears from all the hurt in your soul. One more for the broken heart and the way you cry to yourself at night, wishing knowing you'll be loved. When your arms drape across a pillow as if it's a body coddling you so softly in the dark. When he hears your voice, the sorrowful shadow of your life flashes in his mind. Even as you prepare your day. Go about everything the same. A routine that adds another feather. The heaviest of them all. Days turn to weeks, and more angels appear as your gaurdians unbeknownst to you.

You have conjured a rare phenomenon, where love finds its way through shells on the beach, and your smile finally comes back only for a week. And then it's gone as soon as it comes, then you've got another guardian angel. Weeping over the clouds above your head. You realize rain pours more often when you're sad.

You are so very loved. But you don't know that. You don't feel that. And one of your angels is tired of it. He leaves. He who has fallen from grace like a raindrop through the sky.

He who ends up in your garden, smushing your healthy tomato plant as he lands.

Your window is cracked open ever so quickly as you peer out your balcony at him. His eyes twinkle like stars as he realizes it's really you. Pajamas that are childish and yellow themed. Your face is clear of tears and makeup as it most often isn't. You... who is suddenly cry-whining about your tomato plants.

"Hi," he says so breathlessly as you step up to him. Never once has he moved. Nor has he blinked back the dazed look in his unnaturally sparkling eyes. "You broke my tiny tomato garden." You sob once, sniffling and wiping as fat tears begin to cascade down your cheeks. It has him standing up as quickly - and as gentle as he can. Twisting one of your tomato branch limbs as he goes. He grimaces. Tomato smeer all over his clothing, that.. he didn't know appeared on him when he fell. You continue to sob up at the sky.

"Why does this always happen to me!?" And he's realizing your day must of be so crappy if you're crying like this in front of a stranger.

"Please don't cry I can pay- i, well- I don't have money and.. but.. i can help you replant?" He scales his pockets for anything to cheer you up. Only to find he has a measly leather wallet, with an ID in it. His face, magically there.

You sob harder at the thought. Do you not like the idea at all? His hands shoot out to wave the air around you down. He's panicking! Being a gaurdian angel isn't as easy as having real experience. "It'll take forever!" You fall to your knees. He finds this childish. But.. yet. He thinks if you hear him say that. You might end up crying worse. The dirt is cold, yet you dont care.

Pajamas soaking up the wet grass and dirt when you lay on the ground. Tears streaking down your face as you try to let the ground eat you. Try. You will. Even as hyunjin bends down to your level and tries to quiet your hiccups.

"Let's start over!" He abruptly says. "I'm hyunjin. I'm so sorry about your plant. And i- I like your dog." You sniffle. And stop. "I don't have a dog" you shake your head.

"Yes, you do. Her name is magdelo." he laughs. Blonde hair cascading around him like a halo. You do, in fact, have a dog. And that is, in fact, her name.

"Are you a stalker or something?" You sit up, looking him up and down. He pulls back so quickly that he's falling on his butt. "No-I just know your dogs name"

No one knows your dogs name. Not even your only acquaintances. "Who are you?" You hiccup a final time, smearing snot on your long sleeved shirt. Hyunjins lips pull into a grimace.

"Im.. hyunjin?"

"have we met?"

"Possibly"

"What do you mean by that?"

"In a past life. Possibly."

"You're weird"

"I know, but so are you. You're the one crying on the ground."

"I'm not crying. I'm just.. laying down.. letting the ground take care of me."

"And that's what makes you weird."

"So are you"

"Yes, I guess so. We're both weird."

Why does this feel so human? So raw. So alive. So true, compared to how you interact with real people. Why are you so comfortable? Why does he feel like he lived in your bones and is a figment of your imagination?

"Are you real? I'm not dreaming am i?"

"I think I'm real. Pinch me?"

"Ow! Yes. I am. I'm real. You pinched too hard.."

This is so very real. You are so very real, and hyunjin is so very real. "Why my garden?" You ask. "Because it only has tomatos." He answers. his hair captures hues off the post light outside your home. He looks angelic. He is angelic.

Hyunjin, who is your gaurdian angel. Who fell into your garden. And killed your tomato plant.

[foremem]

Some design ideas I did for potential redesigns for several central sonic characters, gonna try and remember my mindset for each one: Team Heroes -knuckles removed to allow him to form his own team -Amy is given more focus on her tarot to tie together her various abilities over the series. -Sonics design is brought back to some SA2 sensibilities but done with more recent elements like the movie shoes and chips braclet. -Tails is given back alot of his distinctiveness that’s been slowly shaved off since his modern redesign (back hair, fang, snoot, blue bands on socks and gloves. Team dark +Eggman -No omega cause he’s already perfect -Rouge given a more team dark color scheme and given a more youthful hair style and outfit that emphasises her spy thematics -For shadow I wanted to do something that looks off at first but could grow on you over time. and gave him blue to contrast sonics red and black braclet -Eggman got some movie elements as well as integrating orbot and cubot into his outfit as more of an emergency minion protocol instead of them just kinda being around New team: Team Nova -Gemerl would be part of this team, but I wouldn’t change his design much apart from adding some star tipped screws to his wrists and ankles -Cream I wanted to look more action ready, while also being childish, so I gave her a bit of a onsie pajama or overalls look and added a star for the team logo. -Blaze I tried to go a little less regal and more casual, the idea being that since she’s not a princess in sonics world she can let her hair down and be a little more free spirited New Team: Team Guardian -Final member would be shadow or tikal but I wouldn’t know which would fit better (plus I was nearing burnout on the project) -Knuckles I mixed some elements of his movie and explorer designs, re-arranged the color palette and added black to it. Also made his shoe legos something more meaningful and easier to draw they’re now tiny mayan pyramids -Silver was mostly about bringing back some of his cool Esp traits that got lost along the way, as well as giving him an otherworldly cyborg feel without looking explicitly robotic. The overall design phylosophy was trying to find designs that would look nice in the cityscapes of the sonic riders games, since that always felt like the next step in evolving the sonic brand.

[wheels-of-despair]

One Year of Despair: Billy Knight ft. "Guardian" by Alanis Morissette #22, chosen by @eddiemunsonsmum

Congrats, you get a blurb starring a character you don't care about!

I was exploring some of the newer Alanis albums while I was balls deep in my Tom series, and I found "Guardian" and my brain went berserk. It's Billy. It's my Billy Song. So this is a sneak peek into what Whatsherface was going through during the events of the show, inspired by/featuring a cameo from it.

You've failed him.

You don't know where he is, or what's wrong, or why he left you with nothing but a scribbled "im sorry" on the back of a ripped envelope, but you know you've failed him.

He'd been doing so well. He'd been taking his meds. Had a steady job. Eating healthy. Even sleeping peacefully, for the most part.

Until that bastard brother of his darkened your doorstep again.

You'd sent him away the first time.

But you knew he'd find Billy eventually.

Only one person can ruin years of progress in minutes.

Jimmy Fucking Knight.

You couldn't find him either.

You'd visited several unhelpful (and hostile) exes and searched every rathole he might've crawled into when they finally kicked him to the curb. He was in the wind. And you knew that even if Billy wasn't with him, he would know where to find him.

You sat on the side of the road with a map - an honest-to-god paper map with places where Billy or Jimmy might have any sort of connection to circled - hoping to find your boy.

You wouldn't make him come home if he didn't want to. You just needed to know that he was alright. Was he frightened? Was he hungry? Was he warm? Was someone taking care of him? You desperately wanted to bring him home with you, where he belonged, but you'd settle for leaving him a care package. Just in case it was something you did - or didn't do? - that made him run.

You glance at the bag in your passenger's seat that you'd been driving around for nearly a week. In it were a fresh change of clothes, his favorite pajamas, warm socks, vitamins, snacks… his meds. He'd left without his meds. He's not supposed to go cold turkey on those.

A pain rips through your chest, and you clutch the steering wheel and close your eyes until it passes. You have to find him. You don't know where he is or why he ran, but you have to find him.

You find your location on the map and follow the road with your finger to the next place you'll look, memorizing three turns and road numbers before you'll need to pull off and regroup. You set the map aside and start the car.

That song is on the radio.

You burst into tears when you recognize it.

It's a sign. You're going to find him this time.

Now enter your watch woman.

[sillylittlezrealfan]

ok, so, im assuming you like heartsteel ezreal but are there any other ezreal skins you like? (from league, of course.) (also hi! good luck on ur ezreal plush keychain!)

These is the skins I have

Heavenscale Ezreal, I'm OBSESSED with him, like I literally bought all the chromas for him. I like the VFX, I like his model, the splash art, he's like a God. (If you ask, I didn't like the prestige tbh)

Heartsteel Ezreal, I love his model, I would buy chroma for him, BUT I like him the way he is, like he's color palette is really chilly that's why. I like it when he dance you can hear the Paranoia music on the background. The VFX are very cool, I like the sound.

Fearie Court Ezreal, I like the splash art, but I didn’t really like him at all, idk the model is strange and the VFX are quite weird too, maybe it's because he's too sweet, I bought him because there was a discount in my store.

Battle Academia Ezreal, I got this skin from my chest, and I'm happy with him, like- he looks like the original Ezreal he's still blond, dude, I like the animation it's kinda cool, like when he ran with the toast in his mouth and all.

Pajama Guardian Ezreal, I like the star guardians at all and the Pajamas Guardians are too adorable so I like him, I didn’t really compare the VFX with the Star Guardian one so I don't know but I think they are the same. (I got him from a chest too)

(I don’t know if you wanted me to review these skins, but it is what it is, haha, sorry)

For the skins I don't have, I really like the Nottingham Ezreal, I like the splash cuz I love elves ;-;...

I like the PsyOps Ezreal too, he's kinda cool.

And the Porcelain Protector Ezreal is quite handsome toom

[starguardiancentral]

* Did not include Xayah or Rakan. Included Neeko because its where she is currently in lore,, kind of

[pinksoftlace]

It was one of this peaceful days an angel sitting down on a bench drinking a cup of tea and looking at all the stars, "am i boring?". She thought in her head all over and over again till the night sky started seeking out.

The angel walked in her peaceful cozy house her feet making the wooden floor creak slightly.

She walked up her room, putting on her silky pajamas and laying on her bed waiting for the peaceful dream to Dreamland to come.

She started falling asleep her eyes getting heavy and her guardian angel caressing her hair....

[chamomilefaery]

The sun is shining - we should too! 💖

[blade-liger-4ever]

Green Lantern: Episode 4 Outline.

When see the Jordan family household at night. Various lights are being put out, and Jessica is making certain that the two boys still living in her house - a seventeen year old Hal and thirteen year old Jim - are heading to bed. As Hal makes sure Jim brushes his teeth and puts on his pajamas, Jim asks how Hal feels that he's going to be eighteen and voting age tomorrow. Hal answers that he's going to be eighteen at midnight, and responds playfully that he'll be enjoying the "doors that that age opens" soon enough. Jessica cuts off their playing around and tells them to go to their rooms, the boys doing as they're told. Sparing a last look at Hal before he disappears around the hallway with notable concern, Jessica turns off the hallway lights and goes to bed herself.

We see the clock go from eight in the evening to nine-thirty, whereupon we see the door to Jim's room silently swing open. Glancing down both sides of the hall, he sneaks out and goes to a room clearly meant for wrapping packages and presents. Pulling out a brown box, he wraps it in paper and ties it up as quietly as possible before heading back down the hall. Stopping in front of Hal's door, he gets into a cross-legged position and stares at the door, smiling widely as he casts a glance at the clock. However, as the screen switches to Hal's room, we see his bed empty but with two square indentations on it. A wind blows some curtains, and we see the window open.

On the sidewalk, Hal walks briskly while wearing his father's jacket unzipped, a suitcase in each hand. He walks for hours before coming to the south end of Coast City, and stops right in front of the Air Force recruitment center. Leaning his suitcases against the wall, Hal sits down and waits. The first rays of daylight pokes over the horizon, and a dozing Hal screws his eyes closed before blinking them open. Standing up, he checks to see that he has both suitcases still with him before footsteps approach. Turning, he sees the man in charge of the recruitment center spy him, who asks, "What are you doing here, son?"

Noticeably twitching at the term, Hal nevertheless pulls himself up to his full height and answers, "I'm looking to join the Air Force. I turned eighteen this past midnight, and I won't be taking no for an answer."

"That so? I'll need to see some papers for confirmation, but you've got the right spirit," the man says.

"I've got my birth certificate and health files with me, sir. I'll show them to you inside," Hal responds immediately.

"All the papers? Damn, you did come prepared," the officer chuckles. Walking past him, he unlocks the center and ushers him inside, adding, "Somehow, I don't think you'll get turned away."

Smiling, Hal nods and enters, and we focus in on the door as it closes. The scene shifts, and we see a less impressive door that is mildly weathered before the present day Hal opens and closes it behind him. Locking it, he activates his ring and talks to holographic projections of Ganthet and the rest of the Guardian Council, with Sinestro present as well. Appa Ali Apsa is displeased with Hal's absence from his GL duties, and when he demands that Hal return to escort Princess Iolande of Betrassus to Thanagar for a political prisoner exchange, Hal, with no shortage of displeasure, insists that he can't manage it today. He explains that his apartment got ransacked the previous night, and that he has to pay for some of the lost equipment and bills he owes his landlord before the week is out, which also means he has to go to work at Ferris Aircraft and find other work to collect some money that he's been losing the past few months.

Ganthet interposes quickly that they have been overworking Hal, and points out that his planet's technology and people are further behind in terms of space travel and ignorance of the stars than most of those under the Guardians' protection, which leaves him unable to be honest with his employers about his GL duties. Although Appa and Guardian Scar don't agree with this, the other Guardians agree that Hal should get a reprieve to straighten out his personal struggles. When Sayd asks who will go in his place, Sinestro steps in and offers himself and Green Lantern Boodikka to take over for Hal. As the meeting ends, Ganthet wishes him luck while Sinestro nods, and Hal, relieved, privately messages Sinestro, "Thanks, Sinestro. I owe you one."

"That you may, Hal. Take care of yourself, and I'll see you once you're ready," he replies, smiling slightly before the transmission ends.

Hal's smile wavers slightly, but he nevertheless turns off the ring and heads back out into the main room. We then see it's Pie's house, his wife Tegra having just finished making breakfast as Pie himself comes down from the shower. Sitting down, the three eat and discuss the plans for the day, with Hal telling Pie that he has a lot of work at Ferris Aircraft and Kristen Limbo's curiosity shop for cash. Pie, realizing that it's code for "I've got a break from GL duties", smiles and wishes him luck.

Once finished, both men head out, though Hal glances away awkwardly as Pie gives his wife a hug and kiss before parting. Arriving at Ferris Aircraft, they check in and prepare for the day. However, Hal is momentarily thrown when he sees Gil is in charge, and becomes uneasy when Gil informs him that Carol is taking the week off, possibly the next as well. Swallowing his concerns and the urge to go find her, Hal spends the next few hours testing out flight pods and the jet from the previous week. It turns out that Pie's mechanical aptitude has not only fixed the bug in the jet, but also enhanced the performance. Hal does a few impressive aerial maneuvers, but quickly stops when Gil cuts in over the comm that he wasn't supposed to hotdog a twelve million dollar aircraft; Hal excuses it as testing out its capabilities, but doesn't push his luck when Gil grudgingly concedes, "Fine, but you do that again, and you're flying nothing but the pods til Miss Ferris returns."

"Understood sir," Hal answers flatly. Glancing at the sky, he thinks to himself, Dad used to do a few things like that. Wonder if he'd approve of my antics.

Meanwhile, we see Kari leaving for her work at the zoo. As she goes, we see a small white car trailing behind her from a distance; Kari notices this, and takes a few different turns to lose him. Inside the car, a man in casual clothes and wearing a baseball cap that covers his eyes, smirks and continues on past her before pulling into an alleyway. Pulling out a high-tech laptop, he opens it and watches a dot that represents Kari as she takes a shortcut to the zoo. Smiling openly now, the man - possessing the same voice as Deadline - says to himself, "You're a clever one, I'll give you that. But you gotta get up earlier than that if you wanna lose me."

On the underside of her car, we see a small tracking device flashing dimly as Kari pulls in. Turning off the engine, she gets out, locks the vehicle, and glances around before heading inside. Back in the alley, Deadline drives out and heads to the zoo from a separate route.

At Ferris Aircraft, Hal flies one last small jet for the company before his hours are done. He meets with Gil, and the two men have a civil, though frosty, exchange over his performance in the air before Gil gives him his pay - which is the same as what Hal got from Carol the previous week. However, as Hal leaves, Gil adds that he heard about the robbery, for which he is sorry. Hal's eyebrows raise slightly, but he nods and thanks him before leaving. Going out to his car, he starts it up and heads over to Kristen Limbo's shop.

At the zoo, we see Kari with the tigers, who are absolutely placid with her, while the cubs, once she's done feeding the adults, play with her. She laughs and plays along, clearly enjoying it, before getting called back by a coworker, asking her for to meet with a visiting zookeeper. Confused, she leaves and finds the zookeeper with her coworker; he introduces himself as James Distefano (still possessing Deadline's voice), and informs her that he's heard a lot about the good care the captive felines have been getting, and wants to see her work for himself.

They get to talking as they move back to the tigers, with James confessing he's more of a canine expert. Kari talks about explains how the tigers were given to their zoo by a retired English huntsman who had bequeathed the tigers from his failing sanctuary for Coast City, and that they had already been docile enough. James hedges for a clarification, implying that he'd heard some of the staff had been scared off by the tigers. Now Kari laughs, informing him that most of them were unfamiliar with the big cats, and that she had been able to tame them rather easily due to her experience with wild felines.

"That so?" James replies, stroking his chin. "You a big cat whisperer?"

"Not entirely," Kari answers, pausing as one of the males stares at James for a moment before lying down. Leaning back, she admits, "My family has connections, and my father always loved taking me on a safari when I was younger. One thing led to another, and I ended up spending time with the lions and lionesses near his hunting grounds. I think they just accepted me as one of them, and ever since, I've just loved the cats so much that I decided to make a career of it when I saw an opening here."

James nods, then apologizes for her father's loss. Kari swiftly corrects him, explaining that her father and mother are alive, but out of state. James laughs off the mistake, apologizing for it as Kari waves it off, asking if he wants to see the tigers up close. He declines, admitting he's only here to check on the tigers' well-being, and that, since they're clearly in good shape, he'll see to the wolves before he leaves. As he walks away, Kari notices one of the cubs hunch down as he passes by, causing the mother tigress to approach and growl lowly. Smile faltering, she glances back at James' disappearing form.

Hal arrives at Kristen's shop, shutting down the car and heading inside the building. Entering, he soon finds Kristen near the front, rearranging the Chinaware before he greets her. She turns to him with a smile, confidently stating, "I knew I'd see you here today! How'd the work at Ferris go?"

"Oh, it went well," Hal answers, picking up and moving a box that was close to the foot of the ladder she's on. It tinkles slightly, and returning it to the floor a short distance from her, he jests, "But my boss' CEO didn't approve of me pushing the limit a bit."

"Hmph. He must have no sense of adventure," Kristen declares. Stepping down from the ladder, she opens the box to rummage through the contents and continues, "Believe me, I knew a daredevil of a pilot in my day, and he got results because of his risk-taking nature. And you, young man, are just what that business needs, if the CEO is anything to go by."

Hal laughs in response, and taking some of the glassware from her hands, he notes teasingly, "I'd say he has a point due to the cost of the machinery, but my instincts tell me I'd get in trouble for that."

"Indeed you would, Harold," Kristen counters, smiling wickedly. Hal, still holding the glasses, raises his hands and laughs, "I surrender, I surrender!"

They both laugh and continue setting up the new acquisitions. Soon enough, Hal is also helping locate items that customers come to purchase, the entire atmosphere remarkably relaxing and peaceful, something that actually puts Hal at ease. When it's a quarter to five, Hal helps close up shop before Kristen gives him his pay. He thanks her, and after some joking between them, he leaves, giving her a salute before driving out.

Around this time, Kari sees that all is well with the tigers before collecting her paycheck and leaving. However, when she turns on the car, the "coolant low" sign dings. Confused, she turns it off and gets out; checking under the vehicle, she sees a pool of liquid underneath, with a slowing stream of it pouring down from under the engine.

Groaning, Kari mutters, "Oh, come on."

Getting back in, she turns on the car, seeing the coolant low sign still lit up. Backing out, she manages to get halfway through the city before the engine stalls and the car shuts down. Sighing, she pulls out her phone, exiting the vehicle and calling the local repair shop for a tow. Once done, she hangs up, then sees Hal's number on the screen. Hesitating, Kari clicks on the number; after two rings, Hal picks up, and she explains that her car broke down, and apologizes for calling him, but adding that there isn't anyone else she'd trust to get her home.

"Hey, don't worry about it. Where are you now?" he asks.

"I'm on Madison Avenue," she answers, then glances across the street. She blinks, then laughs and adds, "I'm right across from Hideo's Hibachi!"

"Really? That's great! I'll be there in less then ten minutes," Hal answers, and after a quick goodbye, they both hang up.

Soon, Hal arrives, just as the wrecker pulls up to tow Kari's car away. She explains that her car ran out of coolant, which she guesses is because she hit something sharp that cut the line when she was driving earlier. Hal ponders that, opening the side door for her before getting in himself, and they talk more as they drive. When they're about to pull into her driveway, Kari recalls that he lives on the opposite end of the city from her, and asks how he got there so quickly.

"I'm actually crashing at a friend's place for now," he answers, then admits, "My apartment got robbed last night."

"Oh Hal, I'm so sorry," she replies as he pulls into the driveway. "If I'd known, I never would have bothered you with this."

"Hey, hey," Hal interjects, gently taking her hand in his. Smiling warmly, he says, "You could never bother me, Kari. I'm here for you, no matter what."

Kari smiles, then says, "Thank you. If you need anything, too - someone to talk to, or a place to go - I'm here for you as well."

"Thanks, Kari," he responds.

They pause for a second, then lean over and kiss for a long moment. Afterwards, Hal once more gets the door for her, then offers her his arm as he leads her to the house.

Elsewhere, we see Star Sapphire pacing an apartment room, memories of Gil flashing through Carol's mind before a final image of Hal leaving the office at Ferris Aircraft appears and chains her back to the present. She stops as the door opens, and looking up, she sees Deadline enter. "You're late," she snaps, eyes glowing dangerously.

"Apologies for the delay. I had to do some final surveys of your targets," Deadline answers casually.

"Do explain what you mean by 'targets'. I assume Jordan was found with Limbo again?" Star Sapphire queries, her posture relaxing.

"He was, but before I get to that, here's some more info on Limbo," Deadline responds coolly. Tossing a file onto a nearby desk, he continues as Star Sapphire approaches it, "Her grandmother seems to have been an old adventurer from the late forties, going 'round the world and collecting a lot of cash from it. When she married and had Limbo's father, they spent lots of summers going on safari and hunting in India. Limbo got the same treatment from her old man, and is rather well off from the family's escapades. As for her and Jordan -"

Here, Deadline pulls out a tablet and passes it to Star Sapphire, two pictures briefly visible as he finishes, "I figured to do a test run for you, and it seems they're quite cozy with each other."

Star Sapphire looks at the screen, and we see it's two different pictures. The first one shows Hal giving Kari a ride home, and the other is when they're walking into the house together. Seeing them that close, the Zamarons start hissing in her head about how their plans are being disrupted. Soon though, the leader breaks in, "Silence! We will have our revenge, and we will kill the Guardians' strongest champion. And once that is done, we will kill the Guardians as well."

Handing back the tablet, eyes glowing again, Star Sapphire states, "Well done, Deadline. You carried out your job well. The rest of your pay will be given to you as we agreed. Your services will be remembered in the future."

Deadline nods, taking the suitcase of money that Star Sapphire had prepared for him. As he leaves, the camera pans up and out of the building, where two stars shine brighter than the rest. The scene warps, making the two stars resemble eyes, and dark, feminine laughter echoes as the screen goes dark.

@edgar-allan-possum Sorry this one got delayed. Hopefully, I can pick up the pace again for the remaining four episodes!