#his mom's getting this cool lazer sword

[evilminji]

(O.O ) The PONDERING is back!

You know Walker?

One of the Zone's literal ACAB? We are shown in one episode, that real world items? Against The Rules(tm).

Now, that COULD just be HIM being An Asshole? But let's be real! Unlikely. Rules/Laws get made for a REASON, generally. Usually because someone ruined it for everyone by being an asshole. Taking things too far.

You start OUT with the obvious Rules. Like "Don't Tear the Zone Apart." And "No Genocide of Literally Everything Forever You Fighty Little Assholes" but over time? You have too add stuff. Like "George is Forbidden to use the fax machine and he knows why" and "Ice Lairs and Fire Lairs have to be X distance apart AND YOU KNOW WHY"

And? IS there a central Governing body, regulating the Zone Rules? Nope! Pariah's in nappy time! BUT the manic, Iron fisted, Obsessions of THE LAW across time and space are sure willing to step up and help keep order. It... KINDA works!

And they MOSTLY have the same-ish Rules!

Like NO FUCKIN LIVING WORLD STUFF. Because? To GET such contraband? You'd have to break containment of the Zone, go THROUGH a random ass natural portal, that may or may NOT be safe, may or may NOT ever RECONNECT to the Zone, to literally terrorize the unsuspecting living souls (assuming you can FIND any), on the other side, JUST to drag that shitty candy bar back home.

Leaking ectoplasm the whole time. Poisoning the air, land, and sea. Making NEW ghosts where there might not have been any. Effectively making you their deadbeat parent. Which is premeditated child abandonment. And you DEFINITELY didn't PAY for those objects. Thief.

So, NO. No Living World Shit.

BUT!

Like city states! The Area of influence each Law Man(tm) has? While wide and sprawling? Does NOT perfectly mesh together like puzzle pieces! There ARE dead zones. Lawless, "unclaimed" areas.

Which? Are not so unclaimed.

For just as The Law has it's Obsession? So too, has the Underworld. Shaddy casinos and auctions. Black markets run like street fairs. What some Ghost Weed? They can hook you up, man. Vinnie over there was a Runner during Prohibition. He knows where ALL the classy joints are.

He can hook you up with some REAL nice Living World collectibles.

From All Over.

And? I bet it's that LAST bit? That REALLY sparks Danny's interest. He saved the guy from the GIW, who may or may not have busted him trying to... uuuuh... LIBERATE, some fine scotch for the bar back Zone side. Who's to say, really? Regardless, Vinnie? Pays his debts, you here.

Beside... the feral little gremlin kinda scares him. Good quality to have, no question, but maybe cool it with the biting? You don't know where they BEEN. You'll get a disease.

Now... all you gotta do, see, is... *mutters* *map scribbling* *bad idea enabling*

Which? Constantine! League Members of your choosing! Like a field trip from hell! Some how in the SINGLE shadiest den of Obvious Criminals you ever did see. The sky is green and they aren't in their dimension anymore. Circle up! NOW. Young Justice shoved to the INSIDE of the circle, adult heros on the outside.

Constantine? Knows where they are and wishs he didn't. He... he's not sure he CAN get them back. Going to try obviously. But no one panic. Don't show fear. DON'T TOUCH ANYTHING. Start walking.

Danny? Loading up the speeder~ Christmas gifts for daaaays~~☆ Everyone is Salty but respectful, cause anti-ghost tech meant they couldn't steal it. They did TRY. But... fair play, kid. Nice ride.

Only? Right before he gets in to leave? Some vibrating blur shoots over? Talking fast and followed by an older blur? Oh hey, humans. Like... ALIVE humans. Sup?

@the-witchhunter @hdgnj @nerdpoe @hypewinter @mutable-manifestation

#dpxdc #dp x dc #dc x dp #dc x dp prompt #danny phantom #justice league's very bad no good just awful road trip #danny does some Crime Shopping #at the Crime store #he got alternate dimension boy band stuff for Jazz #his mom's getting this cool lazer sword #dcxdp #minji's ponderings

[haydeetebelins]

icb i wrote a jock for once only to make her the odd one out.

My OC Mads slowly comes to terms with the fact her original family is full of nerds, that she is a jock adrift in a sea of anxiety and science. Her grandpa is king nerd, her brother is prince nerd, even Gramps’ weird and long suffering bf is a nerd. Even when she thinks she’s among jocks, sike, they’re nerds too. So she thinks whatever, she’ll head to see her foster mom, it’ll be cool, Kokoro is kickass with swords and her BF has lightsabers, this is like a dream come true.

And then she gets there. Kokoro has ancient records as well as her own writings all over the place. She’s ‘doing research,’ she says, ‘keeping a record of the war’ that just ended. She’s going back to her literary and history buff roots in keeping everything orderly and in writing. Ok, whatever, Kokoro has always been kind of bookish, how about her big buff bf?

Oh, he’s all philosophy all the time. He ponders all day, out in the garden, in his gf’s office, on the parapets of this world’s only building. He waxes poetic at the drop of a hat, wonders about the worlds and their purposes in this new era of peace. He certainly doesn’t whip out his cool lazer swords anymore, oh no, that’d be cool, that’d be something his stepdaughter would be interested in instead of a two hour dissertation on the evolution of language in the blason poems of the early modern era.

Mads is barely there for an hour when she realizes nerd comes in many different flavors. Her original family is science nerds. Her adoptive family is the same song in a different beat. 

And she is terrified.

#oc: mads #she wants sora back because he was also Two Braincell Solidarity but he is Not Here. #She feels like she is in some kind of zombie/alien movie where every time someone turns around they have pocket protectors and calculators

[ididntlookback]

Can you write a sweet interaction between lance and Krolia maybe pleeeeeeeeease? ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Heyyyy sorry this so late and ik it’s rushed at the end :((( I would’ve spent more time on it but i wanted to upload it today as i have an audition tomorrow and this is already a few days late. WC: 2,160

Lance and Krolia sent each other looks from across the room as Allura gave everyone their missions. The two had been paired to sweep through a seemingly abandoned Galra ship.

Though the team was on their way back to earth, they did have to occasionally do Voltron like things- defending the universe and whatnot. Small missions like this were not unusual. The team no longer had the resources of the Castle of Lions to do anything big, but getting info from abandoned ships like the one they would be going to was a small task that they could complete.

Lance was alright with being the one to go with on the mission- hell, he was excited- but going with Keiths mom… that was a little weird.

Lance had no problem with Krolia. She was a good fighter and from what Lance could see, a good mother. It was just… awkward, though, going on a solo mission with her. It felt like when you’d go over to a friends house for the first time and they’d leave you in the room with their mom alone to make very awkward small talk.

From the quick eye contact the two of them made on the chunk of rock the team was currently stationed on, Lance assumed that that feeling of awkwardness was not one sided. Lance also spotted Keith look over quickly at Lance, who’d be lying if he said he wasn’t amused by that.

Everyone else had been tasked with going to nearby planets to get any information they had on Galra patrols. As the team was getting ready to split up, Keith walked up to Lance.

“So… you’re going with Krolia?” He asked, trying to sound nonchalant.

“Seems like it,” Lance smirked. “You know, i’m really looking forward to some one on one bonding time with her. Just… talking about your embarrassing childhood stories and whatnot. I’m really looking forward to it.”

“Oh, god,” Keith said, dread filling his face. “Just-just complete the mission and don’t do anything stupid.”

“Me? Do something stupid?” Lance gasped. “When have I ever?”

“You really don’t want me answering that question,” Keith smirked before walking away.

Lance’s eyes followed him until Krolia disrupted his line of sight.

“Ready to go?” She asked, the eye contact she made with Lance unyielding.

“Uh, yep,” he said, his feeling of dread about the mission starting to set in. “Let’s roll out.”

The two got into the red lion. Lance sat in the pilot’s chair and Krolia stood behind him. The journey to the ship was a trip no longer than ten minutes. The two went over their plan, which was pretty simple, and that left them without any conversation topics for the remaining six minutes of the trip.

“So… you excited about going back to Earth,” Lance asked, attempting at small talk.

“Sure,” Krolia responded. She just looked into space, not even giving Lance a look.

“Cool, cool,” Lance answered back. “I’m pumped about it. Can’t wait to get back.”

Krolia didn’t respond. Lance was wondering if she even heard him. Maybe she had like… selective hearing or something.

“Gonna be a pretty easy mission, yeah?” Lance said, trying again for a conversation. “Just gotta get in there, plug pidge’s hard drive thing in there, wait for it to download. Boom. Done.”

“We have to remain vigilant,” Krolia said, actually responding. “Be ready for anything.”

“Cool. No problem. Gotta stay vigilant.”

Lance could tell this was going to be a super fun mission.

The hollow, abandoned galra cruiser came into view and Lance was relieved to be rid of the awkward silence between him and Krolia. They now had a common goal; something to talk about. Hopefully that would diminish some of that awkwardness.

Lance docked the lion and the two exited it, quickly studying their surroundings. It looked like any cruiser, plus an eerie, ghostly vibe that came with abandoned spaces. There were pieces of dead sentries littered around, as well as damage made from swords and other weapons.

Lance wondered what had happened to have wiped out such a big and important looking ship. After all, that’s what his and Krolia’s mission was supposed to find out.

“What way should w-” Lance started to stay, stopping when he noticed Krolia already walking to a hallway with authority, as if she’d gone down that some hallway countless times before.

“This way,” she said after looking down that hallway for a few seconds.

“Alright… care to tell me why?” Lance asked.

Krolia barely gave Lance another look. Her eyes almost scanned around him, as if she was trying to focus on everything pertaining to the mission except for her partner on it.

The way she scanned over him, as if she was only processing his voice and not Lance himself, reminded Lance of someone. It reminded him of Keith- their early relationship, at least.

“I’ve been on a lot of Galra ships,” she said.

“Yeah? So have I.”

“You’ve been in space for only a fraction of your life. I’ve been up here my whole life. The wider hallways always lead to the central corridors, which lead to the control room.”

Blood rushed to Lance’s cheeks out of embarrassment. She was right, but she didn't’ have to make Lance out to be such an idiot.

“Lead the way,” Lance said, trying to keep enthusiasm in his voice.

Krolia advanced through the wide hallway, Lance behind her. The hallway was slightly crepier than the hanger. It reminded Lance of being at school late at night or on a weekend. The hall lights were only partly illuminated. With only that difference plus the absence of people, a once familiar and lively hallway was transformed into something completely different. A galra hallway was neither familiar nor lively, but it was still unnerving to see it so different in the face of darkness.

“So,” Lance said, starting to get bored of overthinking and the silence, “You’re Keith’s mom, huh. That’s cool.”

That seemed to be one of the only things that peaked her interest. She no longer scanned over Lance, she actually looked at him for a few seconds. Then, of course, she was back to leading the two without a look anywhere but in front of herself.

“Yeah. It’s… amazing to be reunite with him.”

Gasp! Did she just emote?

“Yeah, well, I can see the family resemblance,” Lance said.

“Is that a good or bad thing?” She asked, almost with a small smile.

“Hm… not sure, actually. Why do you ask?”  

“The two of us- Keith and I- we talked about your team while on the space whale,” she said. “He told me about your old ‘rivalry.’”

“Oh,” Lance said, not sure how he was feeling about that. “What else did he say?”

“… We should focus on the mission,” She said, looking at the crossroads they came across.

Lance couldn’t tell if her avoidance of the question was in a ‘i don’t want to talk to you anymore’ way or a ‘Keith wouldn’t want me to tell you’ way. Lance didn’t know which of the two was more aggravating.

“Should we split up?” Lance asked, trying to follow Krolias instructions.

“It would be better if we stuck together,” she said. “If something were to happen it would be easier to take us out if we were split.”

“What could happen? We’ve been here for like ten minutes already. If something were to happen it already would’ve,” Lance complained.

“Just be prepared for anything.”

You’ve already said that, Lance thought.

After a few more turns, the two reached the control room. It was basically identical to every other Galra ship Lance had been on: a wide, open room with a few panels of electronic controls.

After scanning the room and seeing no threat present, Krolia and Lance made their way to the front of the room. Krolia plugged in Pidge’s hard drive and put her hand on the scanner, turning the ship on.

What came next was one of those moments where the only thought in Lance’s mind was something along the lines of, Hm, could I have been anymore of an idiot?

As the data downloaded itself onto the hard drive, an alarm started blaring in the ship. Compartments started opening in the walls of the control room. Out stepped a small army of sentries, guns locked, loaded, and pointed at Lance and Krolia.

“We need to get out of here,” Lance told Krolia, panic rising.

“We need to finish the mission,” she hissed back at Lance, her hand still firmly on the scanner.

The army was advancing.

“You’re seriously not gonna help me fight?!” Lance exclaimed.

“I’ll help how I can.”

Lances blood was boiling. He really hated the whole mission-before-everything mentality the Blade of Marmora had.

With that anger fueling him, he activated his beyard and started taking shots at the army. He took down the front line with the accuracy he was known for, but he realized that the enemies were too close to Lance for him to keep shooting.

Lance switched from his gun to his sword, his shield held up to block the shots coming from a range of directions. He stabbed, slashed, and pushed his way through the crowd, letting his instincts take over.

He eventually became aware of Krolia shooting into the crowd with her free hand. It helped a bit, but it also caused the attention of the army to be turned on her. The soldiers started to advance towards where she stood, but Lance got there first.

He saw the shots coming before they were even fired, and took out those soldiers first. He continued fighting as he had before, now paying special attention to protecting Krolia.

Lance growled in pain as a lazer grazed his shoulder, burning through his paladin suit and hitting his skin. He ignored the pain and the blood that was starting to make its way down his arm as he continued fighting.

Right as Lance plunged his sword through the chest of the last soldier, the downloading information hit 100%, allowing Krolia to take her hand off of the scanner.

“Great timing,” Lance mumbled. “Let’s go back to the team.”

Krolia grabbed the hard drive and Lance clasped his hand over the wound on his arm, which was sending waves of pain through his body with every movement he made.

The two walked wordlessly back to Lance’s lion. There weren’t any more soldiers or armies popping out of the walls, so they seemed to be in the clear.

“You know,” Lance spoke up, bitterness stinging his voice, “You could’ve helped me fight the army and then you could’ve downloaded the information after it was all clear.”

“You never know,” she replied. “The ship could’ve blown up, or the army could’ve tried destroying the control room equipment.”

The two got into the lion. As Lance reached out for the controls, he grimaced, blood reddening his armor.

“Let’s wrap that up before we go,” Krolia said.

“Just so you know, if anyone else- well, maybe except Keith- had been on this mission with me, they would’ve helped me with that army. You’re on our team now, and our team helps one another out.”

Krolia was cleaning the cut on Lance’s arm with the medical kit in the lion. She glanced up at Lance when he said that, then she returned to studying the wound.

“I didn’t keep my hand on the scanner just because I thought the mission came first. It was also because i was very confident you could handle the situation yourself.”

Lance went quiet, looking down at Krolia with a look of confusion.

She continued on. “Keith told me about how great of a fighter you are, and i’ve seen you fight. I think you don’t realize how capable you actually are. I knew that you could protect me and handle things, and you did.”

Lance didn’t know how to respond to that. He wanted to stay angry, but he was finding that he couldn’t.

“Also…” She said, “If I saw things go south, don’t think that I wouldn’t’ve left my position. I would’ve stepped in. What you said about your team… i’ve seen that. I see that you all are a family, and i’m apart of that family now.”

“Hm,” Lance grunted. He did what he did best at the face of anything emotional: he made a joke. “At least I got a cool new scar from this whole experience.”

Krolia actually laughed at that. “My son was right about you.”

“What exactly did he saw about me?”

“I’ll let him tell you himself,” She said.

That answer wasn’t exactly comforting, and it definitely started a whole new list of questions in Lances mind, but what he did know was that he understood Krolia a bit more after that experience.

Lance was looking forward to learning even more about her.

#klance #krolia #lance #voltron #vld