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[drawbauchery]

This got sent to my group chat and the only thing I could think of was your Julien. I-

(quichekolgate)

why did someone take a screenshot of my julien and upload it as if they thought nobody would notice

[broke-bitch-mountain]

Quichetober

@kuichequlgate here’s another fluff piece for you! I have to start doing research for the next one so I didn’t get a chance to beta it. I think it’s more stream of conciousness than yesterday if you can believe it XD. 

Day seven: Exhaustion-Shrio/Lance

Atlas was a beautiful piece of machinery that Shiro felt honored to be captain over. But in all honesty, he left the bridge with more headaches than anything else more and more.

Allura had come to him about a week ago about the power source for the mecha they had fought at their final fight against Sendak. Haggar was the final part of the empire that needed to be neuterlize and the whole crew had been going through the final preparations for intergalactic launch. Yet another milestone for humanity, one that Shiro was proud to be a part of.

But the ship had been going through physical changes to prep for the launch and for deep space travel. As much as the whole staff loved listening to Sam and Slav going on and on about how impressive the ship was and how incredible it was that it was capable of rapid adaptation with no seeable man power. But the whole process was draining on Shiro. He was practised in hiding his discomfort after his illness had gotten worse, so most of the crew hadn’t noticed his exhaustion. Lance had though.

Lance had spent the last week doing everything in his power to ease Shiro’s life. He had woken up early and brought Shiro food before going back to bed for a few more hours. Some mornings, Shiro had just stripped his uniform off and fallen into bed so Lance would take the ten minutes to workout the wrinkles and to hang it up in their shared closet. Last night Shiro managed to get away from the bridge on time and was planning on spending the night with Lance. Instead of taking up his offer of dinner in bed and a cuddle/movie session, Lance convinced him to roll over and spent the rest of the night humming to him and rubbing his back muscles into submission. Shiro fell asleep in that position and had woken up in a puddle of drool and poofy bangs.

There was going to be a full twenty-four hours of downtime before they launched on Tuesday afternoon. So Shiro was going to enjoy the time with Lance for the first time all week. And he wasn’t going to let the sharpshooter distract him with more relaxation plans this time.

He felt the ship laugh. A deep mechanical rumble that sounded like new piping. It was a very expressive ship and it had no problem with telling Shiro when it thought he was wrong. This apparently was one of those moments which made him wonder what exactly his younger lover had planned so thoroughly that even the ship was convinced that he would fall into temptation. It was suddenly eerily quiet in his head, as if the ship was trying to keep a secret now. Which made Shiro more suspicious. The ship was getting annoyed with how paranoid it’s captain was.

Shiro pressed his ear to his door once he got there. Whatever Lance was planning, it wasn’t a loud activity. Which, honestly, he felt silly for considering, now that Shiro fully understood that he was listening into his soundproof room. Clearly his throat with nobody around, Shrio opened the door, least he do more to potentially embarrass him.

The room looked the same as it had that morning. Lance was reading in bed with the projector remote next to him. “Hey babe, long day?”

“Yeah, but I have enough energy to spend some much needed quality time with you.” Shiro said. The door closed and he started to change out of his uniform. Lance didn’t peak up from his book, something about returning to earth curbed a lot of old hormonal habits from the beginning of their relationship. Then he crawled to Lance and kissed his neck trying to distract him.

“Whatcha readin’?” he whispered.

“The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy.”

“Really?”

“It’s funnier now that we’ve been.” Lance shrugged.

“Hm,” Shiro continued his way down Lance’s neck, but paused at the shoulder to yawn. He tried to rub the sleep from his eyes, but his boyfriend put the book down and pulled Shiro to his chest. He petted his hair and began to hum. Shrio fought the exhaustion and tried to get Lance’s mind on other things. “We’ll have lots of time for that tomorrow babe,” Lance soothed, “the ship and the crew have taken a lot out of you, get some sleep, yeah?”

“But we haven’t seen each other at all this week.” Shiro felt like a child whining for his favorite treat. Lance did qualify as a treat and knew it, nonetheless, he started scratching Shiro’s head as a low blow.

“Tomorrow. I promise. But you need to sleep alright?”

“Fine.” Shiro yawned again and snuggled the two of them under the comforters. He buried his face into Lance’s chest. It had gotten more muscle since they started the war, but it still had a delightful softness that Shiro loved using as a pillow. “Tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow.”

[taytei]

this didn’t go according to plan and i don’t know how to handle the sudden amount of people that want to be friends with me or want to join a fight club that i know i’ll immediately lose in

[catnippackets]

Ghost story! When I was like 2 my mom walked into my room (I think I had a sippy cup or sth and was telling for more juice lol) but when she walked in there was a little girl sitting in front of my closet and just. Staring at her. She did the whole "Who are you? What do you want?" But it just kept STARING AT HER. So my mom didn't let me sleep in my own room for a few weeks.

[binart]

*slides u a poptart and 7 quarters* how about .......... Lance doesn't end up alone in a dangerous situation ......

*eats the poptart and the quarters*

.......................... Nah.

[drawbauchery]

I took some artistic liberties, I hope you don't mind 👉👈

(quichekolgate)

why would i mind

[drawbauchery]

I only fit 32 Privates but uh. Yeah.

(quichekolgate)

ONLY??? this is a beautiful buffet of shiny cinnamon rolls and i wanna consume it

[drawbauchery]