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i just accidentally logged into my old tumblr???

what am i, fucking five

hi did you know i’m bad at deciding things? bc i am.

anyway, I kinda don’t wanna go back to this blog, but I also don’t wanna limit myself to ONE THING, and act like I’ve never get back to talking about Papyrus, bc, unlikely

so uh. my new blog is @zefive

I’m not yet sure if I’ll make a completely new ao3, but it’s likely!! I’m not gonna say tatemae is dead, bc it still means a lot to me, but. if I ever do pick it back up, it’ll probably be to rewrite it

anyway, if you want, feel free to follow me at new blog? I also made a gore sideblog called @gorey-porey bc I love gore

anyway!! that’s it ta-da.

anyway, i’m gonna move blogs!! so while i won’t delete this, i probably won’t ever use it again, lol?

atm, new blog is pretty much just Voltron, and it’ll probably stay like that for a while. buuut knowing me, it’ll eventually descend into fandom hell.

soo, if you want the new url, just message me and i’ll send it to ya?

gonna be away from this blog for a while. if you like voltron, and wanna chat with me bout it, I've made a different blog to hide out at, so feel free to message me for the url. anyway, i'll probably come back to this blog, but in case i don't: take care of yourself, and you're wonderful

so, what if Hunk is a Galra spy

Hunk literally do not care for privacy, and i think that’s beautiful

also what the fuck are these. like that’s not a fucking lion. and it doesn’t look like a Galra either. so what the fuck are they supposed to be

edit: and a close up, with freaky eyes

okay but why is Hunk’s face like that

this is right after Keith says “and then you showed up,” and Hunk is literally the only one who’s face changes in this shot.

plus in the next shot he looks super duper nervous and uneasy (”and the nervous guy is Hunk,” Pidge even says, imao) and just

why????

gonna rewatch some Voltron~

also, bc i can’t remember if this is ever adressed: what is with the ‘holy crow’ thing???

fic where Coran was the blue paladin, and thace was the black paladin, and do i even need to say where this is going isn't it obvious

i can’t stop thinking about this like

imagine young and fresh-faced Coran, burstling with happy energy, walking among the Galra, and just- fitting in

imagine him learning their language, and stumbling just a bit over it; imagine Zarkon showing him around, and laughing, and imagine the camaraderie.

imagine Coran being angry, so so angry when Zarkon betrays them. angry because it’s better than being hurt, because it’s something to cling to.

imagine the confontration. the inevitableness of it.

“you were my friend,” he’d say, blood in his mouth and something achy in his chest.

wow okay putting a stop to this train of thought

what if Coran worked really closely with the Galra Empire back before they turned evil and shit

what if Coran was actual fucking friends with Zarkon

gonna rework my blog to cheer myself up