One Day I Won’t Mess Up Reblogging Stuff Between Here And My Side Blog But Today Is Not That Day

oof ok...um no one has entered...is there something wrong? :’(

✨⭐️✨CONTEST TIME!!!!!✨⭐️✨

YES! You heard it here folks! Its that time of year again, Golden Madness’s 2nd anniversary is right around the corner, so you know what that means!

But instead of a novel copy of Golden Madness, i will be giving away a leather-bound sketchbook with some special GM extras! Extra’s that may or may not include answering some of long held questions the winners have about GM 

There will be one sketchbook for my more Instagram-involved followers and one for a lucky person here on Tumblr! Each sketch book comes with thick paper, leather-bound covers, and a locking mechanism in the front! They’re small and compact enough to fit in your purse or backpack for easy, on the go sketching!

The rules are as follows:

Must be following

Find any song used in GM (EXCEPT the ones in Chapter 12 and 15)

Find the movie that song is from (I’ll post them under ‘Read More’)

Repost/Reblog this picture with one of the following

Your review of that movie

A guess as to why I used that song

What other song from those movies would you like to see in GM and why

Tag me just to be sure!

Feel free to ask me any questions for clarification!

And that’s it! Most detailed/in-depth answer wins! Contest will run from April 24th to May 24th to give y'all a full month to tackle this challenge! 😉

So the reason as to why I decided to go with this challenge in particular is because i wanted to show y’all my main inspirations for GM i.e Bollywood and my culture. And while i know both things aren’t everyone’s cup of tea, my hope for this contest is just to expose everyone to different culture as well as what runs through my head when I sit down to write GM.

Once again, I’d like to thank everyone for supporting GM over the two years this fic has been alive and kicking. I really, truly could not have done any of this without y’all, and i’m so thankful to have met so many amazing people via this crazy little idea of mine. So, again, thank you all from the bottom of my heart!😘❤️

Love,

potentiala

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Minoo Mumtaz in Chaudhvin Ka Chand (1960)

A Shidge Playlist Because...Reasons

Might do a Lotidge one after this??? Maybe???

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“Human” - Gabrielle Aplin: Because I feel this song really fits their dynamic

“Say You Won’t Let Go” - James Arthur: Love at first sight, nuff said.

“Garden” - Halsey: Some of the rougher points of their dynamic???

“Bite” - Troye Sivan: Shidge gettin’ all close (wiggles eyebrows)

“Oh, Ms. Believer” - Twenty One Pilots: Just Shiro comforting/thinking about everybody’s favorite Green Paladin.

“Run Away With Me” - Carly Rae Jepsen: LET THEM HAVE FUN OK???

“Brave Enough” - Lindsey Sterling ft. Christina Perri: Because these two have a lot of issues to deal with before they can come together tbh…

“This Love Came Back To Me” - ???: They did come back to each other, despite all the odds against them.

“So Much” - RAGHAV: Pidge being a BAMF

“What About Us” - P!nk: What’s next for them after the war?

 “Devil Side” - Foxes: Kuron/Pidge anyone??? Jk, I meant to say that I feel that this really sums up Pidge’s feelings on who Shiro had to become to survive under the Galra.

“Not Alone” - Red: Give Pidge love, she needs some love.

“Porcelain” - Skott (AWAY Remix): Because Shiro cannot have not thought about who Katie was and who Pidge is.

“Walk Through The Fire” - Zayde Wolf: Ride or die, just like that.

“Sink Or Swim” - Tyrone Wells: Love + War = Recipe for Tragedy

“Lucky Ones” - Lana Del Ray: Everything has gone wrong, but you’re still the only thing that feels right. 

“I Forgive You” - Sia: We’ll get them back, together.

“Perfect” - Ed Sheeran: Love at first sight again BECAUSE ITS PURE OK???

“Gravity” - EDEN: He couldn’t help but think of her while under the Galra,and in that way…she haunted him.

“Sweater Weather” - Max and Alyson Stone: Can we cuddle? Let’s cuddle. 

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What are your favorite ship songs???

Web weaving about being in unrequited love with a best friend

"(almost) Just Enough, You and I"

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forgive me, friend i've grown greedy for your goodness

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rogelio de egusquiza's tristan and isolde / clementine von radics / l . m dorsey / alejandra pizarnik / herbert james draper's flying fish / taylor swift, "you’re on your own, kid" / the crane wives, "never love an anchor" / mwangi hutter's ours to hold and caress and cherish / mitski, "i will" / fka twigs, "cellophane" / mitski, "i bet on losing dogs" / albert joseph pénot's la petite cigale / taylor jenkins reid / madeline miller, "the song of achilles" / mary stevenson cassatt's on the balcony / mirabai

Svidge Week - Day 3: Space Hospital + Light Angst

(Also a potential scene in “Golden Madness”??? Y’all are getting all the spoilers!)

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His entire body felt heavy.

As if made by lead. He knew he needed to get up, to wake. But his body wasn’t having it.

Then he heard a voice.

“Jesus, still out cold huh?” It sounded familiar, that voice. But Sven’s head hurt too much to even place it at the moment.

A hand pressed against his forehead.

A small, comforting weight against his skin. Not exactly soft, but it was warm and welcoming. Sven stirred.

Finally opening his eyes.

The world was instantly too bright, the room so pure white it hurt his eyes. But the warm hand against head soon disappeared. Sven’s eyes eventually adjusting to the harsh light.

An angel standing before him.

Long, amber-colored hair that hung to her waist. Curling at the ends in odd, choppy ways. Pale, freckled skin that seemed to glow in the room’s bright light. Big golden eyes with long lashes looked up at him, surprised.

He couldn’t breathe.

“O-Oh…hey. Um…Sven, is it? How are you feeling?” With the way she looked at him, one would think that she felt he had all the answers.

But Sven didn’t even know the questions.

“I-I am Sven. Yes, I am the good.” I am the good? Stars above, Sven wanted to smack his head in frustration. The beautiful girl before him only raised an eyebrow in confusion.

“Well…that’s great. I’m Pidge, and you’re in a, sort of, hospital. Do you remember anything from yesterday?” She moved to his side, a white lab coat clinging to her slight, slender frame. A pale green sweater and black tights peaking out from underneath. Sven swallowed.

His throat dry.

“Yes, I think so. Slav, my partner, and I were investigating a strange ship and-“ A thought suddenly surfaced in Sven’s mind. Like a drowning man breaking over the surface of the water.

“You! You’re that-“

“The one who kinda hit you in the face with a grappling hook…” Pidge’s gold eyes fluttered away from him awkwardly, pink lips pursing. But when she looked back at him her eyes were soft, apologetic.

Sad in a way Sven couldn’t figure out.

“Sorry.” By now, Sven’s headache had eased somewhat. Recognizing that he was, indeed, in an infirmary of sorts. Wearing clothes that fit him eerily well.

Perhaps they were someone else’s?

Sven tried moving. Tried to sit up from his laying-down position on a narrow medical cot. But the tick he got so much as an elbow underneath himself-

Pain exploded within his chest.

“AGH!” Those warm, small hands were on him once more. Gently guiding him back down on the cot.

Gold eyes filled with worry.

“Woah! Woah, easy there Sven. Easy.” Had he not been in so much pain, he would’ve melted into such gentleness. But Pidge seemed to ready for this. Leaving his side for  only a tick to pick out two white pills and a glass of water.

“Here, it’ll help with your injury. But be sure to tell me if anything else hurts ok? You got shot in chest, you can’t just move around like that after something so dangerous! Jeez, the healing pods didn’t even know where to begin with you, it was so bad.” She was rambling. Sounding angry with him, but those eyes...Golden and lovely.

Soft with worry.

He took the pills and washed them down, with Pidge’s assistance. Unable to answer her in the face of such genuine worry. Laying him back to rest, she lingered by his side for a few more heart beats. Sven’s own heart thumping against his chest for the pretty, kind girl who threw a grappling hook at his face.

Completely enamored.

“What you did was crazy…but you saved Lance.” She let out a small, huffing laugh. Amber curls swaying unto his arm. Sven having half a mind to reach up and run his hand through that soft mass of curls. To touch that soft cheek dotted with freckles in such a way that they put the stars to shame.

Pidge smiled.

“So thank you.” She had such a lovely smile, and Sven could only respond with one of his own. Albeit a little breathlessly.

“Y-Yes, you are welcome Pidge.” Giving him one last, warm look, Pidge turned to leave. All while Sven could only stare at her small, retreating figure.

“Just call me if you need anything and try to get some rest.” She called over her shoulder, warm curls of hair streaming behind her. Sven watching her from his cot, the pills taking affect. Making his eyelids heavy, not with pain this time, but rather just welcoming sleep. But still Sven made an effort to watch Pidge walk out of the infirmary.

His heart in tow.

I regret to inform you I’m #asthetic trash.

Lotidge Ship Week: Day 6 - Human

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Things got better for them.

Sure, Allura's eyebrow would twitch at the sight of their entwined hands and Matt took it upon himself to give Lotor the whole "Big Brother" talk.

And Shiro wouldn't look at the pair of them altogether.

But they were happy. Pidge was glad to have someone who understood her as well as Lotor by her side. Lotor was elated to have finally found an equal in the Green Paladin.

Together, they made quite the fearsome pair.

All biting intelligence and stone-cold fury, the Empire was bound to get nervous. But no one, not any one of them, would've expected the Galran Empire's next move.

They attacked Earth.

A seriously pissed-off Voltron shut the whole operation down, of course. But the terror of what could've been still froze the marrow in their bones. To make matters worse, Earth had taken notice of the little skirmish on the edge of their solar system.

Discovered them.

Allura deciding that the best course of action would be to go down to the surface and try to explain the danger Earth was truly in.

Lance nearly cried with happiness.

Matt and Pidge were overjoyed at the prospect of seeing their mother again. Of coming home. But, there was one problem.

Lotor.

Not that he opposed the decision or anything. The Galran Prince was beyond eager to explore the world and woman that created his beloved little Paladin. No, the problem Lotor presented was very simple in nature.

He was purple.

With silver hair and Altean ears. It wasn’t as though Pidge disliked any of that, rather, she was worried that the government might be. And suddenly, all those nights binge-watching conspiracy theories seemed like a bad idea.

Curse the undeniable proof that Mothman existed!

“I don’t think you should come.” Pidge announced as the couple got ready for bed. The pair stayed up later than everyone else most days, usually due to each other’s company, so it only made sense for them rest at each other’s side as well.

No one else knew.

Which was just fine with the young couple. Everyone knew how late they could work, and therefore no eyebrows were raised when they would walk into the dining room with sleep still clinging to their eyes. Thinking that it was their projects beginning to catch up to them, when really they had just wanted to stay in the same bed for a little while longer. Stay in each other’s arms a moment longer.

Just for a moment.

“Why not? It’s only proper that I meet your mother, considering…” Lotor sent a not so discreet glance towards their shared bed. Littered with their projects and blueprints. Lotor’s side only slightly neater than Pidge’s. The young woman only rolled her eyes, opening her mouth to retort.

When Lotor took his shirt off.

Now…you’d think with the sheer number of times he’s slept in the same bed as her, Pidge would be used to such a sight. But no.

That wasn’t the case.

Good lord, and the look her gave her after stripping! Pidge had half a mind to throw her pillow at him just for that teasing little look. Her face a blushing red mess.

“WHA-We haven’t done anything and you know it!” Came her flustered screech. Trying to take her eyes off of Lotor. Away from his defined, toned stomach. Away from the smooth way his muscles moved underneath his skin. Away from the visible V-line of his hips peaking out from his grey sweatpants.

Obviously she succeeded.

“You don’t look like you’re too happy about that though~”

“L-Look! I’m just worried that humans will see you and-“ Pidge trailed off, Lotor having joined her on their bed. Toned, purple arms on either side of her. The Green Paladin’s heart thundering in her chest at the sight of Lotor’s face watching her underneath him. Sliver hair slipping off his back and onto her shoulders. Leaving ghosting imprints along her collarbones. That soft, soft look back on his face.

Then he changed.

Shifted his features in the same way Allura did. Lotor’s purple skin growing a warmer mocha color. His bright hair running the darkest shade of black Pidge had ever seen. Fangs retreating to a normal size. Ears loosing their sharp points. Eyes loosing their yellow nightlightish hue, but remained that same brilliant blue color.  

Pidge nearly choked.

Lotor smiled. And though he may look human, that wolfish smile was still the same. Still sent shivers down her spine. And the smug Prince above her knew it. Lotor leaning down to kiss her with violet-turned-pink lips just like he always did. Pidge’s hands tangling themselves into his ink-black hair. His weight solidly pressing against her.

He laughed.

“See something you like Darling?”

#danganronpa is my biggest hobby... and my greatest fear.

Why does it cost me $12 to send my SAT and ACT scores and $15 to send my AP scores to colleges? It’s a digital score report how does it cost money? Where does this money go? Why do I need to pay MORE money for this in addition to the actual application fees which is in addition to my actual college tuition? I get that capitalism is necessary but why does it have to bleed so deeply into my education?

50% #fanfic, 49% #illustration, 1% dumbass.