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shayllura is THE butch/femme power couple and in SPACE no less like what’s not to love about that?????
momfricker
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efrondeur
wardenalistair
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light-of-eyllwe
My bestie @rosie-posiecosplay and I stayed in today to sew and make some progress on our cosplays for ACEN 2017!!
We are such goobers and I Iove her so much.
Acen 2017 will mark our 11 years of cosplaying together! Besties for life!! Love you Rose!! :‘3
Cheers to more years of shenanigans together!!
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thespace-dragon
So I have a really bad habit of updating fics in the middle of the night…
hope yall enjoy, it was a monster~
The emperor backhanded him. Keith turned with the force of it and he felt the sting of his cheek splitting open from one of Zarkon’s many rings.
“You insolent brat, do you now know what I have done for you?” Zarkon hissed. “I took you off the streets, gave you the riches of this country and you sneer at my kindness.”
Keith spat a glob of blood on the floor, apparently he bit his cheek when he got hit. Nothing he wasn’t used to. Zarkon had smacked him before.
He lifted his head, eyes on fire. “I never wanted your kindness, your Majesty. You had one of your men kill my mother and abduct me in the middle of the night. You only did this to keep appearances. The whole country knows that I am your illegitimate child.”
Zarkon’s nostrils flared with anger. “How dare –”
“How dare I?” Keith laughed, the rush of finally openly denying Zarkon giving him the courage to speak out of turn. “Are you really asking that? I have followed every fucking rule you had in place. You let Lotor run about the castle like a madman with a knife, cutting up whoever irked him. Prorok is allowed to work his men to death and dispose of them, instead of treating them with the respect they earned and the right to not be worked to the bone from their service in the war. You made General Shirogane go through unnecessary rites and passages just to claim that he had earned his spot as a respected general in your army.” Keith was breathing heavily, words rushing out of his mouth like a river. He had to say them now before he no longer had the chance.
“You filthy –” Zarkon seethed.
“You are a tyrant, drunk on the power you inherited from the last emperor.” Keith lowered his voice. “You were never fit to rule the Empire.”
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