my pronouns are they/he/it/the/fucking/pentagon
Tim: *idly* you know there’s a buzzfeed unsolved episode about you?
Jason: what’s buzfeed unsolved?
Steph: *chokes* there’s a WHAT
made some versions of the agony grip for my friends for when the whole gang gets it . including different levels depending on the anguish
and a joyous one for when there is love abound
The DP Presentation i made for my friends on New Years Eve! :D
mind you, it has very little text because i mostly talked about the stuff so feel free to interpret your own thoughts :D
I'm inclined not to believe this but then again children are able to do this. They do this sometimes, but if it were to have actually happened probably ain't a one-year-old but I would believe a child did this if it was like a toddler. Maybe five-year-old not a one-year-old
some warmth for atsushi because he has suffered enough
I respect and hear and love people who say Lance’s love language is touch. However, I raise you quality time:
When Hunk is tinkering with his gadgets, Lance is thrilled just to ramble on about his day in Hunk’s presence.
Pidge says she’s going to a planet for a rare metal alloy and Lance immediately volunteers to go, just for a change of scenery and a chance to spend time with Pidge.
Allura rubs her eyes late at night, but she isn’t alone, ‘cause Lance is leaning into her as he blinks away exhaustion.
Shiro reading silently and Lance reading beside him, occasionally laughing at his book because he can’t hold it in.
Coran looks for someone to play an Altean board game against and Lance agrees. Even though he hates the game, he loves being near Coran, especially when the man is so bubbly.
And finally Keith, quietly asking if Lance wants to go look for food with him. Lance is so shocked and strangely honored to be asked that he beams, eyes sparkling.
All he ever wants is to exist in the presence of those he loves. Being invited just makes it that much sweeter, makes him feel that much more wanted.
what if you wore a shirt that featured a picture of you trying to claw your way out of the shirt with a horrid desperate expression and the text "THAT'S NOT ME THAT'S NOT ME I'M TRAPPED IN THE SHIRT"