You Say You Wrote A Fic And Then Never Tell Me Where It Is??? How Could U Do This To Me???

Takashi Shirogane deserves so much love

he deserves it all and im sick of people pretending like he doesnt. that man is so strong and resiliant and beautiful like WHAT. even if it wasn't confirmed that Shiro was gay and sick until like season five he still deserves love even before that. In season one, he was so truamatised and like just deserved rest but he fought and he won and he lived. And even after the whole clone thing ( which i do like to pretend never happened ), Shiro never blamed anyone for not figuring it out and he never, ever resented anyone for it. He's such a sweet soul, like hes so... human. He loves, Shiro is a pack person, he thrives around people. And when it was confirmed that he was gay and disabled?

EVEN BETTER. Sure, we only saw him with Adam for like four seconds and then this random throw away character, and sure, it was confirmed like a season before the show got kinda bad and then it ended, but it wasn't one of his defining traits. Shiro's defining traits were that he was kind and strong and a good leader and he was tired sure, but he lived. Shiro lived after everything he went through, all the confusion and the torture, and he deserved to. I love him and I'm sick of him, and Hunk and Pidge, being overshadowed in ships like Klance and Kallura. Give Shiro time so show you how amazing he is. Also, he is BEAUTIFUL. like WOW. GOD CRAFTED SPECIMEN. look at him:

he's sooo i love him.

this is what it looks like. This is Mr. Hippo. Keith loves him and Mr Hippo loves him too. he's got a patch on his nose, to the left, and on his back. One of his legs was also replaced and the fluff on his tail is so ratty. Keith literally cannot sleep without him.

Keith's got a teddy. He's had it since he was eleven. He found it on the side of the road, and despite Shiro's protests, took it home with him. He fixed it up, patched it where there were holes and gave it at least three washes in soft detergant. Shiro wasn't impressed with it in the beginning but he liked it in the end. It was a hippo. Keith called it Mr. Hippo. He took it with him everywhere.

He got made fun of for it in the Garrison, his roommate saw it and told his friends, but Keith didn't care. Mr Hippo was his friend and he was going everywhere with him, no matter what. At sixteen years old, he still slept with the teddy and was unashamed of it. He couldn't sleep without it.

At seventeen years old, Keith flew away in a magical space lion and they had zero expectations of going back. Mr. Hippo was still in the shack. It was the main reason why he couldn't sleep on the castle, despite what Lance wanted to believe, and the main reason why he went to the training room and then passed out. If he couldn't sleep without it, then he could pass out without it.

Throughout the whole ordeal with Voltron, Keith didn't miss things on earth. He was exactly where he wanted to be, a pilot and in space and he had Shiro back. Everything was exactly where he wanted to be, where he was supposed to be. Keith wasn't made for life on Earth, he was made for the stars and now that he was here, he would never leave. But he did think about Mr. Hippo. He even thought about asking Lance to knit him a plushie to look like the hippo but he shut that down immediatly, unwilling to talk about his secret teddy that would no doubt be used to humanise him.

Shiro most likely wouldn't make fun of him for it, he probably would have smiled a little bitterly and reminisce on the life they used to have.

When Keith got back to earth, he visited the shack where he stayed for a year. Everything was the exact same as how he left it, conspiracy board up and string tied to it. Shiro's clothes that he arrived in lays on the ground in the makeshift bedroom, forgotten and deserving that position. He didn't dare to open the fridge, afraid of whatever would have formed in his oat milk. On Keith's bed, however, is something he could never forget.

Mr. Hippo.

A little dusty, but otherwise the same. Keith smiled softly and reached out to hold it gently, feeling something in him settle when he felt the familiar change of fabric on the back where he patched it with some pink curtains Shiro was throwing out. His stitching was bad then, and it had to be replaced many times over the years, but Mr. Hippo stayed the same. He stayed the same plushie Keith found on the side of the road, abandoned and left to rot in the dirt.

Keith brought him back to the Atlas where they were staying and Shiro did smile when he saw it. Lance didn't make fun of him for it when he brought it into the bed later on, and Keith slept better than he ever did.

Todays mood;

Got day drunk with friends for birthday party

Had a great time singing beyonce and Rihanna while drunk and mixing drinks (spolier: this is BAD.)

Started to feel sick

Started to drink water and stopped drinking the devils piss, aka tequila

Got sick in the sink

Cried

Cleaned up my own vomit

Cried part two

Went to bed

Woke up to friend getting sick in her sleep and all over the couch, floor and possibly on other friends

Other friends started to feel queasy from smell

I was now, regrettably, sober enough to feel better but drunk enough to offer to clean it

I cleaned it

Like a BOSS

Didnt get dick again

Previous friend (see getting sick on couch point) came back and felt bad i was cleaning it up after taking a shower. I reassured her it was fine. It was.

I cleaned the floor in the sitting room (tonights sleeping arrangements) and the floor in th3 hallway, the stairs and the bathroom. Unnecessarily in the bathroom, bevause it was just on the floor not the sink, the toilet and the bath. Stop cleaning things freak.

Went back into the sitting room. Friend still felt sick. Got her a glass of water, watched her drink it, and then got her another.

Overall, i am a cleaner drunk. Not to be mistaken with a CLEAN drunk, no i make a mess but then i feel bad and clean everything in a mile radius.

If you see this on your dashboard, reblog this, NO MATTER WHAT and all your dreams and wishes will come true.

I am UGLY CRYING in the club right now. Inconsolable after this week's X-Men '97 finale.

better than drugs

i sent my application out so, please, please, please let me be employed 🤞🤞

we may not get forever / but forever is far

GUESS WHAT

THEY LIKE ME BACK!!! IVE GOT A GIRLFRIEND OMG IM SO HAPPY THEYRE SO PRETTY GUYS

Having a crush on your friend is so awful because u want to tell them so badly but you also dont want to ruin whatever you have you know???

And like im useless at feelings and judging how someone else feels but my sister told me that the banter we have is flirting???? And i didn't know?? Are all wlw this useless at the job or is it me?

Anyway, i think i might tell my friend about the crush because i shouldn't be a bitch (my sisters words not mine) and i think, THINK, they might like my back so we'll see how it goes???