#galteani

AM or FM ★ ( accepting! )

          ❝ And you look like A GRAPE WITH HAIR, but do I comment? ❞   She just did.

        The walk away from the Paladin’s had been one of the hardest things in her life to do, whether she had accepted this fate for herself or not. In all the battles and fights Voltron had engaged in, she hadn’t had to truly face the possibility of her dying until the very end. However cliche it may be that it hadn’t happened until the very end.

        So when she and the original Paladin’s along with Honerva had disappeared into the abyss and immediately started mending the destroyed realities, it was like she’d been everywhere at once, her power limitless while mixed with the six others and she wasn’t even sure how much time had passed since they crossed that figurative gate and when every reality had successfully been restored.

        It took her awhile to come to the realization that she was no longer being taken in many different directions to utilize her power to heal and restore, and when she was sitting and simply being.  As her consciousness slowly came back to her, her vision came back in shades and the white faded away to a limitless landscape around her. For a few minutes it was all white around her. Awareness of her body came just as slowly, but Allura was able to look down at herself and remember that she did indeed have one.

        This was the afterlife.

        Standing was slow, only because Allura’s mind felt a bit heavy and her body did as well as she tried to stand and get upright. But once she was there, Allura felt confident she wouldn’t fall. Where she was was quiet, almost dead quiet aside from the sound of her own breathing. 

        Looking down at the ground and her feet, slowly the landscape around her was beginning to change, beginning to gain color. Allura of course had no knowledge on what the afterlife, if there was one, would be like since you couldn’t know anyone who had gone there and come back. And as the color spread, the scene now being set was all too familiar. All she could gauge was that its appearance was whatever a person in the afterlife wanted to see, because what she was seeing was a sight now from a distant memory, a massive field of Juniberry flowers exactly like there had been outside the Altean capital. 

Send ‘☆ + character name’ for a fast sketch of that character @galteani

NOW THINGS ARE GETTING REAL   ⋆⋆   @galteani

  you’ll pay me? unnecessary.

     square the FUCK up, emperor.

lotor: whats up girl

@galteani

            You weren’t supposed to READ that LOTOR.