Even though Lanturn’s sprite doesn’t show up while surfing, I keep imagining Lux and I floating quietly in the starlight.
Couldn’t get this scene out of my head, so I had to draw it. Wouldn’t it be cool if Lanturn could light up the area while surfing/diving? :) See if you can spot the 5 kinds of Pokemon in the scene. Enjoy
-this bitch knows so many languages, I’m not kidding, he knows Gaelic, and he will whisper sexual things in Shiro’s ears, Korean (yes Keith he heard your moonwax poetry about Hunk’s muscles and his caramel eyes), Japanese (Shiro often mumbles under his breath about Lance’s beauty), and so many more.
-he listens to any music from the 20s-to modern and any genre, he doesn’t care what era or what country as long as he likes it.
-as stated earlier he plays the ukulele, I’m adding the guitar (acoustic and electric), and the shamisen (I desperately want to learn how to play this grandiose instrument) and the classical instruments.
-his fav color is grey, or black. He also likes the rain. It makes him feel clean.
-he wears booty shorts and crop tops when he feels like it, which is often.
-Shiro is internally crying and trying not to jump Lance
-lance paints his nails azure and he made his nail Polish himself, fuck space malls and their outdated fashion.
-who the fuck wears parachute pants anyway??
-Lance watches The Addams Family, The Munsters, ghost hunting shows and serial killer documentaries.
-when Haggar does that magic voodoo bullshit she gets the fuck out real fast and vows never again. bc fuck the blue paladin is fucking horrifying, why does he know how to cook and eat a human?? Why does he know eighty ways to kill a man in an empty room?? What the fuck??
-Lance has existential crises on the ship, Allura hears him talking outloud about the inevitably of death and the numbness of existing,, she is shook and has to sit for hours to recollect her will to live, she vows to solidify Lance’s place in the team and thier hearts
-Lotor freaks tf out,,, how is someone so damn beautiful hanging about his such riffraff,,, he tries to snatch lance away after lacing his drink,, Shiro shoots Lotor in the ass for even trying to steal his koi.
-When Lance goes swimming Hunk goes with him, lance doesn’t go alone after he decided to go surfing at night on veradero’s coast. He was taken down and nearly drowned
-lance has always wanted to be a waterbender, so when a druid hits blue with a quintessence blast ending with lance and blue melding their quintessence together he gains the ability to manipulate the states of water he fucks around with everyone, Keith’s pants suddenly get wet, Pidge’s water stays in the glass (even when she holds it upside down), Shiro’s shirts are always wet and they stick to him like a second skin. Ice covers Lance’s arms and he panics resulting in some queen elsa bulllshit
-if you piss Lance off be prepared for a fucking guilt trip,, he will wreck you and your bloodline.
-He will call Shiro out on his favoritism daily,,, bc you can’t favor two people out of a crew of seven, including yourself, self care Shiro. Self care.
-Lance can hold his liquor like the Irishmen of old. Challenging him to a drinking contest is asking for alcohol poisoning
-Lance is a romantic/angry drunk.
(“Shhhirrooo, dance wif meee”///“I will kick your ass, I’ll kick my own ass, I’ll kick the Sun’s ass”)
-Lance always wanted to be a surgeon, or a coroner. The human body has always interested him, this explains why he watches those documentaries
-Pidge snaps one day at Lance for no reason, lance don’t play that white people shit where the young ones rule the damn world, Pidge now understands La Chancla™ and the fear. She also gets a timeout and naptime.
-Lance will mother the shit out of anyone and anything.
-alien refugees? Boom! Mother lance at your service!
-he gives Lotor a strict talking too, it doesn’t work and lance is left with a bruise the size of a volleyball.
-Shiro nearly kills Lotor with his organic hand.
-Hunk and Lance cook and bake and talk about boys. Pidge is ace, Allura is asexual, and Coran is faithful to his deceased wife
-Hunk is also Lance’s sparring partner, neither of them ever hold back, one day Kieth walks in on them and thought they were trying to kill each other
-lance dislikes the quite, he fills it with his voice so he doesn’t go mad with depression and kill someone.
-he contemplates death so much. It’s worrying
-the mind meld thing? Yeah, everyone comes out mildy scared and mildly threatened.
-Shiro thinks its pretty hot when lance rambles about serial killers, Shiro supposes it kuro trying to break out.
-Lance loves having shaved legs and wearing cute dresses and skirts
Stiles is (still) single when the pack’s getaway to the Caribbean comes by (oh misplaced optimism); lucky for him Derek is committed to being uncommitted and even after all these years is still powerless against Stiles’ unique forms of persuasion.
Cue a romantic getaway for two: sun, sand, and sarcasm abound…and the two roped into competing in the Resort’s version of the Newlywed game. Only it’s completely obvious it’s going to end in disaster. Probably homicide.
He’s watching TV over the edge of his laptop when Scott brings up the fact that he’s still a lonely loser in his third year of college without a boyfriend which, while being completely true, is really fucking unappreciated. It sparks a desperate need to save what little manhood Stiles has and, before he knows it, he’s blurting, “I totally have a boyfriend, dude. Shows how much you know.”
How was he supposed to know Scott would doubt him? It’s not Stiles’ fault that someone named Derek Hale really exists. It’s also not his fault when his lie grows legs and runs so far he can’t find it until it’s too late – too late and standing right in front of him, gorgeous and annoyed and not at all the person Stiles made him up to be.
Where Derek’s skills at thinking on his feet mean that he and Stiles have to act. For the sake of Stiles’ dad, of course, for the sake of the pack. No personal interest interference at all, whatsoever. Right.
Five or so years after the show. Stiles is in college, and finds himself getting stalked by a succubus. Derek’s determined that the best way to thwart her is to prove that he and Stiles are madly in love. It’s not really as much of an act as either seems to think.
Stiles is the newest deputy in the Beacon Hills Sheriff’s Department, and has maybe just been a little in love with Derek Hale since Stiles had made a fool of himself in front of him at the SD summer picnic a few years ago. Being married to him—only for the sake of not getting deported—is going to suck in new and unusual ways.
In which Derek has been invited to the Greater Pacific Northwest Alpha Symposium (that’s not what it’s called, Stiles, stop saying that), and showing up unattached would mean an arranged marriage. When the rest of the pack objects, he agrees to let Stiles come along to pose as his mate. Derek is reasonably sure that he’s not going to make it out of this weekend alive.