*looks @ Golden Madness*

Fly, Fly Away From Me (Angsty!Lotidge)

For @lotidge and @olkarianprincess because gosh darn it I should be studying.

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Lotor had never cared for birds. Small, stupid little things that never seemed to avoid such blatant decoys. Be it plastic or stuffed bait, birds would fall upon them. Thinking them family. She reminded him of a bird in that sense. Small and quick, yes. But stupid? Not at all. The Green Paladin of Voltron was a force to be reckoned with. Her intellect deadlier than any weapon she could ever wield. But that's not why she reminded the Galran Prince of a bird. Oh no. It was that undying kinship. Lotor had stumbled upon her searches for a man he could only assume was her brother. It was that near-reckless willingness to find him that reminded Lotor of a bird. A bird that could be caught. The Galran Prince had simply manipulated the data she would find to lead her into a trap. So eager she was! Disregarding her teammates warnings. Flying straight into the fire. And the sight of the Green Lion being shot out the sky should've...fulfilled Lotor in some vital way. But it didn't. The Lion fell from the sky. Crashing unto the land. Like a fallen star. A dead, decaying creature that was once full of life. Naturally, Lotor tracked the metal carcass down to make sure the Green Paladin was captured and secured. Alive. He had wanted her alive. He had wanted to hear that bird-like heartbeat slamming against her rib cage as he closed upon her. He had wanted to see the fear in her eyes. Not this. Not the lower half of her small body pinned down under the Lion's control panel. Bones, nerves, muscle all flattened and crushed to a pulp. Not the tree branch skewering her stomach. Bile and blood at war with each other underneath Lotor's boots. Alive. He had wanted her alive. He wanted her blood pumping and heart hammering. He didn't want this. He didn't want her head at that angle. Looking up at him in such a way that made it oblivious that her last moments had been far from peaceful. Gold eyes dull with Death. An arm outstretched. But to reached what? It took Lotor some time, but he found it. A ways away from the wreckage of the Green Lion. A small, seemingly insignificant thing really. A photo. One with a girl and boy. The boy Lotor instantly recognized as the rebel he had baited the Green Paladin with. But the girl? She was lovely. Willowy and small, beaming in the burnt, bloody photo. Hair long and beautiful. Gold eyes shining. Lotor's legs gave out as he went back to the Green Paladin's corpse. The realization taking a hold of him feeling not unlike drowning in fire. This mangles corpse. This small woman. This enemy to his empire. She had once been this girl. She had once been a beautiful creature with the promise of the future in her eyes and a body barely strong enough to cling to her brother properly. Lotor looked toward the corpse. And understood. He finally understood birds. With they're yearning to be with those they love, they're willing to risk it all. If only they can get a last embrace, a last spot of warmth. Only to be struck to the ground. But even bloody and broken, birds still cry. Cry for their kin, not knowing their fake, but still HOPING. Lotor looked at the bloodied woman. And wanted to cry. Birds! Stupid, stupid beautiful birds. He looked to the woman who had died in agony but still yearned for her brother more than anything, and all Lotor could do was clench his eyes shut and look away. Maybe he had been wrong about this woman. She wasn't as smart as he gave her credit for. No, no. This girl truly was a stupid bird. Caught up in a lions' game.

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Legend has it if you put any good tag in the title of your favorite car movie, it sounds canon. The #shidge fanfic and the Furious.

Hello Hi Yes Did Someone Say GM Chapter 20???

Infinite Scenes: Padmavati’s Jauhar

A constant mood 

Goat in Chali Chaliga from Mr. Perfect (Telugu, 2011)

Hello hi yes I’m dead but only on the inside...

Yeah, the wait for this chapter was ridiculous and I apologize for that. Stil, its here and I hope you all enjoy it!

We’re finally traveling to the past to see how the original GM Paladins and everyone else started out. And boy howdy are things dark, so exercise caution.

IN OTHER NEWS!!! I’ll be having a livestream on my Instagram page (on Friday, March 16th 8:00 pm CT) , to talk about this chapter, Season 5, and to answer any questions y’all may have! So feel free to stop by and say hi! 

GM also has a Spotify playlist, so have fun with that here: (via https://open.spotify.com/user/potentiala/playlist/5PSUA8r9ZKEzxfIgCxD1O6)

Tl;dr - I’m very sorry for the long wait for this chapter but please take this meme as compensation (there will be more).

Lastly, I just want to send my thanks to those who have (by some miracle) stuck with me through this long hiatus: @galacticlee @olkarianprincess @lotidge @strugglingtoast @januarycarnation @bronywn @icecream3245 @fairy-amy @coffee-your-teapot @insaneworld21 @thegreatandpowerfulcozz @hessonite-angel-art @landing-amongst-the-planets @thechocolateobssessed-blog-blog @freckledporcelaindoll @risingpheonix527 @crescent-blue-moon @adreamneverends @grbgcn2 and @astra-lula 

Love (as always),

potential.a

This tweet aged well.

AHHHHH!!! This is???? So cute???? I love it???? So much????

I was getting a little worried there about my exchange, but this more than makes up for it! Thank you so much for this, it’s absolutely adorable. But please don’t feel any pressure from me about completing the other half really soon.

Just take your time and I’m positive that it’s gonna turn out amazing!

Henlo. Please accept my humble offering of this half-gift for @shidgevalentinesexchange for @potentiala.

I say half-gift because this was only meant to be part of it and I planned to post this and the final piece over the past few days, leading up to Valentine’s Day, but then – I hate to be that person, but I greatly underestimated my ability to self-sabotage and life’s ability to screw me over. So sorry for not checking in, please bear with me over the next few days ’till I post more. You can come yell at me in my inbox.