So Many People Are Dead And So Many Of Them Should’ve Kissed And I’m More Devastated Over One Of

…Close enough, welcome back Pidge from Voltron

…I’m bringing this back because I feel unwell— chat is this them or am I crazy???

I see your ‘Sun/moon ship dynamic,’ and raise you ‘binary stars dynamic’ as in— we orbit each other. We stay in place and keep moving for the other because they won’t stop pulling us in and we won’t stop chasing them. We will draw each other closer and closer until we merge together and explode into a single, beautiful nebula made of our combined star dust. And the nebula is beautiful because it’s us together, because we were always meant to rip ourselves apart to put ourselves back together as one. We are on a path of mutually assured destruction but we can’t turn back now. it’s already happened. It hasn’t happened yet… but it will.

We are in love, after all.

What’s love so much about Markgemma is that they’re just:

I know you and you know me, better than anyone else could, and at the same time I don’t know you. There are parts of you that are a mysterious, that I’ve forgotten or have tried to forget, or couldn’t possibly know— though not through any fault of

yours or even mine. But because it’s been such a long time, during which people and things beyond our control have made new parts of us in the absence of each other.

I love the parts of you I know; I can’t bear to look at those same parts. I can’t learn the new ones I haven’t gotten the chance to. I want the chance. I fear it.

Because what if some part of me doesn’t love some part of you… as much as this part of me does now?

Not everything is gay, yes. But some creators will create the most heart-stopping life-changing on screen male friendship with two guys canonically described as two halves of the same whole and then they’ll say “nah they’re just bros.”

Like WDYM you traveled countless timelines to save the life of your best friend and push him towards a future where he meets you— SAVES YOU— because no one else can, no one else can even TRY— and THATS JUST GUYS BEING DUDES????

You entwined your fates together and we’re just supposed to pretend that’s the same level as a friendship bracelet?

Hey, you? Yeah, you— you killed my father. So I’m gonna kill you. Prepare to die or whatever— sorry, what was that? Were we close? Fuck no. I hated that guy. In fact, I wanted to be the one that killed him. I’m only gonna kill you now because I have no where else to reap this seed of wretchedness he planted in my chest, so… Die.

…fine: I’ll give you to the count of three.

…So Ekko’s gotta be coming in clutch in act 3… right?

Life is not, in fact, a happy song rn.

I can’t explain it but— this man? This man became 50x hotter when his life fell apart.

(he got shot in the head)

sometimes I’m afraid people will just forget I exist if I don’t constantly remind them I do.

Now that the Jayce pfp war is sadly about to come to a close, I’d like to immortalize mine forever here:

Goodbye, The Great Jatsby, you will be missed.