In A Constant State Of ‘how Dare You Assume I Know What I’m Doing’ But Also ‘don’t You Dare

Daily reminder that I’m constantly blown away by the sheer amount of talent and positivity in this fandom and how kind it’s been to me re: my own writing

You guys are all stars ⭐️

I'm having issues writing today guys :// the next prompt won't be out for another little while

top 5 women:

1.sevika

2.sevika

3.sevika

4.sevika

5. also sevika

me, looking at my three unfinished fics: being a mother is hard

I’ve been thinking a lot lately about how far I’ve come and how much progress I’ve made, and I have to say, I’m really proud of myself. This time last year I woke up and wondered how I was going to survive the next day. Sometimes I woke up and nearly decided I wasn’t going to and that I was tired of having to survive any days.

It’s been a long, hard road to the place I am now, and I still have so far to go. But I’ve done a pretty good job so far! I’m still here.

Today I was reminded of just how strong I am - that I’m still here, even though a year ago, I didn’t want to be and might’ve done something to ensure that I wasn’t. Sometimes I still don’t want to be here, but now I have the proper tools and the best support anyone could ever ask for.

I know I still have a long way to go and I know there are things coming up in my life that are going to try and tear down the structure in my life, but I’m pretty proud of myself.

Go me.

Klancetober Day Four: Rain

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“Why?” Keith wails as he’s dragged from under the safe canopy and into the torrential downpour that had been tormenting his existence for the past two days.

“Because! It’s the cute couple thing to do when it rains for the first time and I for one am not going to be left out!” Lance trumpets, all too happy to yank his boyfriend into the mess that he had been trying to avoid.

Keith makes an indignant sort of whine, closing his eyes and hunching down into his shoulders. I love my boyfriend. I love my boyfriend. I love my boyfriend. This was the only thing that was going to get him through this; his unrelenting love for his boyfriend.

The things he did for this man.

Lance listens to his griping patiently, looking up at the sky and grinning when the water hit his cheeks. He looks over at Keith, who looked like the human equivalent of a drenched cat. Scowling, eyes narrowed to slits, metaphorical ears pinned flat to his head.

“Come on,” he pleads, flashing him a pout and puppy dog eyes. “Please? I’ve always wanted to be kissed in the rain.”

Keith gives him a torn, long suffering look before sighing and resigning himself to his fate. “Fiiiine.” He groans, taking Lance’s hand.

His boyfriend brightens, tugging him closer and pulling him into a kiss that was worthy of The Notebook or… whatever cheesy rom-com Lance liked to watch.

After a minute or so, Keith pulls away. “Can we go inside now?” He whines.

“Yes,” Lance laughs, letting himself be pulled back over to the safety of a building. Behind them, the rain picked up in speed, drenching everything thoroughly and increasing the amount of grump Keith was wallowing in. He was in for a long day.

Taking a small break (just until the weekend) friends ❤️ it's been a long week and I hardly have the energy to get through the day. Thank you for all of your asks, they're making me excited to get back to things!

When I die…

… plant catnip on my grave. I want to be visited by lots and lots of cats.

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I'm interested!! Good luck on reaching 3000!!

i might hold a shoutout giveaway thing if/when I reach 3000 so I can promote some growing voltron writers/artists/editors/cosplayers 💓 would anyone be interested?