@bulletsblue / bulletsblue.tumblr.com
"Lance! Hey Lance! I've made cake!"
" i know we don't trust me in the kitchen since the whole toaster oven incident, but ... you're not supposed to bake your own birthday cake, dude. "
“Are you... disappointed?”
“On MY birthday?”
“ I mean, I’m never disappointed in your cooking but IT’S YOUR BIRTHDAY,” he huffs, waving an arm rather dramatically, “ aren’t you supposed to let us take care of that kinda stuff? “
"Lance! Hey Lance! I've made cake!"
" i know we don't trust me in the kitchen since the whole toaster oven incident, but ... you're not supposed to bake your own birthday cake, dude. "
@panickypaladin | “ i hear it is somebody’s birthday!” the brunet all but yells across the room, “ do you know anything about this? “
acrobat lance for the soul.
-> Lance stares down blankly at the papers sprawled on the desk in front of him. “I think life was easier when I was fighting aliens,” he says. “Nobody prepares you for being an adult.”
It doesn’t take much to get Lance riled up, and Hunk of all people knows that. He scooped the papers into a haphazard pile in the middle of the desk and rose to his feet. He still stood shorter than Hunk even to this day.
“You know what? Bring it on, pal.” There was a glint in his eye as he issued his challenge.
-> Lance stares down blankly at the papers sprawled on the desk in front of him. “I think life was easier when I was fighting aliens,” he says. “Nobody prepares you for being an adult.”
“Word...” Though Hunk shuffled over and gave Lance an encouraging squeeze on his shoulder. “But you can get it done. And when you do we can play video games.”
Blue eyes flicked up curiously at his friend before moving down to the hand on his shoulder. “Are you actually volunteering to get your butt kicked at mario kart?”
Scoffing Hunk pulled away his comforting hand and instead folded his arms over his chest. "As if you could beat me. I guess it depends on if you get done with your paperwork or not."
The brunet cuts a smirk at the taller boy. “You know I could beat your butt. Admit it.”
-> Lance stares down blankly at the papers sprawled on the desk in front of him. “I think life was easier when I was fighting aliens,” he says. “Nobody prepares you for being an adult.”
“Word...” Though Hunk shuffled over and gave Lance an encouraging squeeze on his shoulder. “But you can get it done. And when you do we can play video games.”
Blue eyes flicked up curiously at his friend before moving down to the hand on his shoulder. “Are you actually volunteering to get your butt kicked at mario kart?”
-> Lance stares down blankly at the papers sprawled on the desk in front of him. “I think life was easier when I was fighting aliens,” he says. “Nobody prepares you for being an adult.”
I’m thinking a lot about voltron today and it has everything to do with the fact I have a package from AJ locascio waiting for me at home. I’m mobile and eight hours from home but man. Voltron huh?
These are sooooo old. Like, if you still remember the URL in the first one, you are a true ride or die.
@panickypaladin ;; random ( mobile. ) starter -
“ okay, but have we considered what if it was stuffed with cheese? Can we get cheese in space? Exotic galaxy cheese? “
I didn’t think I remembered my log in for here, but my phone did. DONT ASK WHY BUT YA GIRL IS MISSING THIS BOI SOMETHING AWFULLY BAD RIGHT NOW.
But I never know how to come back to blogs anymore. Life is fucking weird.
Are there still people here?
crop tops cROP TOPS (I’m a bit late with the memes but had fun picking these out lmao)
“what could you possibly be looking at without wanting the others around?” he raised a brow, taking note of the flustered tint on the other’s cheeks. “—on second thought, nevermind. i don’t wanna know.”
“ it wasn’t anything like that, keith. “ his voice was firm for that part. the next part though came out slow and muffled. ” i was worried ... about you, “ he whispered, begrudgingly reopening the app. a galaxy map appeared, the planets of keith’s most recent mission appeared to be marked, notes in lance’s chicken-scrawl handwriting scribbled in the sidelines. “ see? “
@yunhuntress ;; starter call
“ heya, pretty lady! it’s been a while, hasn’t it? how’s it been? you, uh — murder anything lately?” wow, lance. smooth. he was trying but still — “ okay, probably not the best way to start a conversation, right? “
“It has been quite sometime. How have you been?“ It felt like ages since the two of them had a conversation or had just enjoyed spending a bit of time together as friends. Fang had wondered about Lance a bit for the last few days so it was a welcomed surprise at his arrival once more.
"I only murder those that needed it.” she chuckled.
“about a varga ago. we finished early so i figured i’d come back instead of staying at the base without reason.” he frowned, crossing his arms. “i thought you’d be with the others?”
lance quickly closed out of the app he had opened on one of the multitude of tablets they had. “ i was research --- reading something. “ his face is a bit flustered, though he’s hoping it’s not noticeable.
