“...also, luckily Lance is out like a light right now. Please do not wake the old mechanic, he needs his sleep and I am getting good at aiming a wrench.”
@panickypaladin replied to X
“Lance Lance Lance.” He cups Lance’s face gently in both hands to demand his whole attention. “Listen to me very carefully now. There is room… for two cakes.”
“Okay fine, two cakes. It is your Birthday after all.” He said, smile creeping onto his face.
"AFTER EVERYTHING WE'VE BEEN THROUGH? I think you deserve the ego." It was hard enough being the one left behind, but having five years of your life STOLEN from you? Coming back to friends and family changed in ways you never could’ve imagined? (She’s not really a violent person but if given a proper shot at Thanos? She’d make him regret his ancestors’ even being born.) The whole Mysterio Mess ™ didn’t exactly help either. Nessa still feels like she’s waiting for the other shoe to drop.
“It’ll take time, Di. But you NEVER have to do it alone.” Dinah and Peter deserve BETTER than the struggle and loneliness that comes with doing it alone. (Nessa’s the oldest now, she’s had her five year crucible, and she’d rather DIE than let it happen to them.) “You’re gonna have to fight Peter off with a stick.”
How did she do it? She’s not sure the stories of all the times she got her ass kicked are what Dinah’s looking for. “Because I had to. The city needed someone to stand up, give them hope, and the Avengers weren’t exactly doing their best work.”
Nessa remembers the look on Tony Stark’s face when she put on DIY Spider-suit and Peter’s spare webshooter’s for the first time. Sure, he was finished with the hero business and trying to focus on the impending birth of his daughter, but he still designed her a suit of her own, reinforced to make up for her lack of Spider-strength. (Guess he didn’t want to see ANOTHER Parker die on his watch.)
“My mom turned to dust in my hands while we worried about Peter and I-” She sighs, hands reaching up to toy with the charm on her necklace, her dad’s last gift to her, the metal warming under her fingertips. “I couldn’t let everything they’d fought for die with them.” (Couldn’t let herself follow either.)
➸ continued from here! / @acanarycry
@tcthinecwnself said : “Oi! Ercole!” Giulia bounds up to him, hair aflame not only with excitement, but determination! “I’ve got another challenge for you, primo. And /I’m/ gonna win this time. Winner gets the losers desserts for a whole week! ¿Qué dices?” (Encanto!Giulia :D)
the voice was UNMISTAKABLE , and as he SPUN around to witness NONE OTHER than his prima dashing towards him —— perhaps he’s ANNOYED with the approach , but not surprised. after taking a quick STEP BACK to just narrowly avoid being LICKED by her fiery hair , hands PROP at his hips as he HOLDS himself high , giving her a less - than - IMPRESSED look as she excitedly offers up yet another challenge. something ROUTINE for them , frequent RIVALRY .. everything had to be a COMPETITION , hadn’t it ? but with how competitive ercole could ADMITTEDLY be , himself , ( and the fact he found JOY in beating her so EFFORTLESSLY ) who was HE to ever say no ? and so , at her PROPOSITION , he offered an unfazed scoff — QUIRKING a brow as he smirked.
❝ tch. you must LOVE to lose , eh ? ❞ ercole TEASED , leaning forward at the waist to be SOMEWHAT more at eye - level with her [ . . . ] if not to PURELY belittle her. he SQUINTS with a glint of gaiety in carmel hues. ❝ what’s the CHALLENGE ? it better not be as EASY as the last one , cugnia. i have BETTER things to do than to WASTE my time with GRUDGE MATCHES. ❞
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Mood board Lanca
//Lance Tag Dump
∟ lance sweets ; IC.
∟ lance sweets ; ANS.
∟ lance sweets ; HC.
“Do all short people look mad 24/7?”
“Shove it Goliath and either find a stool or I’m starting to stack random shit to reach the top shelf.”
You know what time it is? Drabble time. I know, it’s really really late. I been sick, tired, and well..so-so due to work and things. But I think I can write this and post now. For this one, Keith and Lance got invited to a special event to learn more about the Narutian orgy. They figure it was nothing too bad to experience. Well, they will learn for this first time.
What do you think? Read to find out.
Keith and Lance belong to the animated show Voltron and me since I rp as them as muses here.
The Narutians were created by and belongs to @multi-ocs-hangout
Hope you like. Grammar still is not perfect but writing for fun.
“I can’t believe we got invited to this thing. Do you really think they were really doing such things here?” Keith heard Lance speak again after they showed up near the area this event was being held at.
“You’ve asked me for the ninth time and YES! I’m told they do this sort of thing and it seems if your still going to keep asking about it, you’ll end up going crazy because of it.” he sighed to reach up and knock on the door but Lance stops him.
“I know that! Besides, that guy Kiyoshi is dating the prince I heard Soren right? He’s been through this and he really enjoyed it from what he said.” he didn’t know about it but saw Keith sigh and knock on the door. Their was no answer for a few moments before the door open showing one of the Narutian people that stood there looking at them. The Narutian was seriously tall but cute at the same time seeing a wagging tail behind him.
“Hello there. Are you here for our little special event? If so, please come on in~” he moves to open the door hearing some soft music inside. The two men look at one another and walks inside seeing the colors and different designs around. Seems they were really planning this to be a wonderful event. The other closes the door and goes ahead with following the Narutian inside the building.
“Ummmm, could we ask something?” Lance asked this to keep up with Keith. “We heard you all have a prince but..he’s not here?” he sees the other look back at the two. “Ohhh, you mean prince Soren. He’s not here with us this evening. He’s spending time with his own special one. But he has been to our little event. Maybe one day they will join us and you’ll see just how they have fun with us.” he explains walking down the hall till he stops in front of two double doors and opens it.
Keith and Lance looks but their eyes widen seeing more of his people but....they were sorta getting really close and personal. Some was snuggling against one or more of their kind. A few were kissing/making out with one another as another held some or watches. Some was even pleasuring the other while they were crying out in pleasure that leaves the two blushing red seeing this.
The one male Narutian that leads them there closes the door but looks to them. “Now, if you wish to join us please don’t be nervous. You’ll have to get used to the event so we will be happy to show you the wonders of it.” He purrs speaking to the two. They walk into the area but sees so many being all calm and just having fun. When they get to a small area, the male Narutian lets them sit down when the others were looking at the new guests, their tails wagging.
“Ladies..” He sees them blush to smile, closing their eyes with smiles on their faces. Lance noticed they were happy towards this but Keith sighed seeing them being flirted with by Lance.
“This is crazy, they all are just...” Lance started to say but Keith nudged him to just stay calm before seeing some female Narutians giggling to Lance that saw and he winks to them with a smile. They look at him to giggle again finding the humans silly but cute. He gives a nudge back seeing the two waving to him and Lance keeps flirting with them before two male ones walk over (A dark galaxy one and a dark red one coos to Lance seeing him look up.
“Ummm hello there.”
“Hello dear friend. You seem to be new here with us but you seem a bit shy either way.” He sits beside Lance with the other sitting down beside Keith. He looks to the other male seeing him look at him kindly with a smile. They were happily seeing everyone just being themselves to have a few now looking towards Lance and Keith. They blushed seeing one male even touching Keith’s cheek.
“You seriously cute up close. You seem really fascinating too.” he said this to see Keith blush worse while Lance was seeing the other male do the same thing. They find these two pretty interesting that they were smiling.
“Since this is your first time..” one said holding Keith in his arms.
“We’ll be sure you have fun and enjoy this experience.” the other said looking to Lance.
“U..ummm....” Both Keith and Lance blushed worse seeing this that they feel the others hands resting on their waists now being held gently. They lean in to gently nuzzle their cheeks, purring deeply towards them. Some of the others looks to the main humans as more crawl over to start touching Lance and Keith gently. They gasped from the touches feeling each stroke and poke leaving them shivering.
“Just relax....we’ll be sure you enjoy the sensation.” the two said before they purr to lean in and kiss Lance and Keith. Their hands still touched them but they were squirming in their hands that some was removing their clothing now. Now the two were dazed feeling the gentle touches and kisses to leave Keith and Lance naked in front of them. Now, these two were dazed before getting lost in the kisses of the gentle Narutians.
“WOOHOO!! Time to ring in the New Years!”
“...who needs sleep?”
To entice students to get outdoors and do something more active during the colder months, the Knights have offered to take students on a full-day trip, during which they’d learn how to survive in the cold if they ever got lost, with all the valuable skills being taught via repetition and exhausting quasi-“boot camp” drills. Weary from this terrifying experience, the students and Knights are equally annoyed to find they’ve become actually lost in the forest- and a snowstorm’s pulling in! Can the students put their newfound survival skills to the test and survive this harsh environment?
♠ ~ If there was one piece of ‘common’ knowledge about her homeland, it was that it was a place of ice and snow. Well, that was the stereotype anyway. That Ilia was nothing but snow and, as stereotypes went, there was always that kernel of truth. Ilia was a harsh land and a poor land. If you wanted to survive, you had to be able to hold your own against whatever life had to throw at you. Especially when it starts snowing out of nowhere.
Farina had been in the fire pits, intent on showing off demonstrating to the students how to properly start a fire, when the snows had started to fall. At first, it wasn't much. A light sprinkling of white along her hands and arms as she busied herself with the flint and iron. Honestly, tiny but it had been enough for her to notice. She'll, uh, deal with it. Later. After she'd gotten this fire lit. With a final spark and a shout of delight, a small blaze started to roar within this loose pile of twigs and branches, and giving her the space to glance up at the sky and see where all this white was coming from.
It was snowing. A thin trickle of snow pouring downwards at first but she could tell they were picking up in speed and volume. These sorts of things have a way of just building up. And those clouds. They were looking decisively unfriendly. Thick and heavy blankets covering the sky. She held up a hand quickly to test the wind. Fast and with a decisively familiar chilly bite. Heavy snowfall. Heavy, thick clouds. Fast, chilly winds. Those were all the ingredients for a...
"Oh, this ain't good.", She muttered to herself. A snowstorm while they were all lost out in the middle of the woods somewhere was just about the last thing they needed. They have to hurry up and-A light tug at her coat and a soft call of 'Professor?' quickly brought her out of her thoughts and towards the crowd she'd just been supervising. Right, yeah. They do have all these students to worry about too. "Oh, yeah.", came the hazy half-distracted response as she quickly stood up. "Uh, you kids just keep feeding that fire. I've, uh, I've got to take care of something."
That something being to find another one of the Knights stationed here and quickly. As much as she'd love to raise the alarm herself, she was likely to get things through a bit too bluntly and likely start a panic somewhere. That'd be pretty unhelpful. No, no, she had better fetch someone who could actually diplomatise. And there was no way she was only Knight sent on this 'boot camp'.
Sure enough, after not too long, she finally spotted someone. A certain green-haired fellow from, uh, what-was-it, Valentia? Never heard of it. Then again, she rather doubts he’s heard of Ilia either and never mind where they were all from, they’ve all got bigger fish to fry.
A quick tug at his sleeve to catch his attention later, she hissed out a “Hey, can I get your attention? Don’t wanna raise a panic but we need to start finding everyone some proper shelter real quick.”, she cast her eyes upwards at the sky as she spoke. “There’s a storm comin’ and it's lookin' huge. We need to start getting everyone to some cave somewhere. Like now.” She had some serious doubts whether the tents they’d set up were going to stand up to a real snowstorm. Or, at least, an Ilian snowstorm. Snowstorms were Serious Business in Ilia. It stood to see whether anyone else was going to share in her urgency.
“Beautiful, ain’t they?” Sofi’s expression radiates pride as she stares out at the fields. Four horses stand in a semi-circle, politely ignoring her and her company in favor of the grass. On the porch behind her, a dog sits just as politely. Just waiting. “Or, at least, I think so. But I’m biased. Anyway.” She turns towards the ranch’s latest newcomer, rubbing calloused hands down the front of her shirt. “We should probably start with the basics, huh. Ever ridden before?”
It’s not what she wants to ask. What she wants to ask is: when was the last time you laughed? One that you felt in your core. In your bones.
But that’d be rude, and probably too telling, so she doesn’t. Instead she points a finger over her shoulder at the porch and the dog. He’s resting his muzzle on his paws and looking up with liquid brown eyes. “If you’re good with dogs, you should let out a whistle. He’s mindin’ his manners, but really he wants to say hi.”
@pollvtedtime / unprompted
Holds up a mistletoe over his head.