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9. have the types of characters you play changed over the years?
They have varied in personalities, however I seem to keep (unintentionally) picking high ranking military characters. The thing to really change is the just how morally corrupt they’ve gotten, with Koz being a mislead big soft Dad:tm:, to sympathetic but utterly selfish Throk to absolutely unredeemable I-have-the-highest-kill-count-at-9-billion Hux.
@shiroganc ✦ soft fluffs
a purr escapes, one so soft that it could almost be missed. a fondness for the captain remains ( though bond does not! ), one that she can not lose and never will. the lioness leans in, presses against the other’s side. for even she tires and with him ( and only him! ), there were no secrets even now. a hum. black can still tell, bond or not.
❝ still tense i see. ❞
Unlike most nights, this wasn’t training to make him sleep. Hunk was actually on his scheduled rotation day for training- which meant he was around other people who were in and out, but it was, thankfully, not so common. They were often distracting as they watched him brawl in the modified cage fighting sim he’d made.
Hunk was aware someone had entered the training room, but he had no chance to actually stop and look. The distraction of simply knowing had been enough for the bot to land a blow in on his shoulder. He didn’t go to his knees, but his shoulder joint ached and he could feel the flesh already darkening with broken blood vessels.
His guest came in at the tail end of the cage match though- they didn’t get much more than a few more zaps before Hunk’s winded form took a fist in the chest and went down, and was thoroughly pinned for the time needed for the simulation to register the bot as having ‘won’.
Hunk groaned, and rolled onto his back, puffing out a breath before hauling to his feet, his skin mottled in a fair few bruises from his match. It wasn’t anything a quick pod trip or some bruise cream couldn’t handle- the healing creams on the ship were phenomenal.
He froze as he spotted his guest. Oh. Well that was embarrassing.
“Ah jeeze. Well, I hope you at least got to see something good before I got my ass handed to me. Hi Shiro.” Hunk stretched his back, rolling his arms, before striding over to get one of the water pouches to hydrate himself. He fished out his tube of bruise cream, and set it on top of his gear so it could be used when he was done.
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The hour is LATE yet and TERROR has clawed it’s way up his throat, refused to let sleep take him. The decision to stand up and FIGHT had been an effortless one -- the aftermath though ... it hasn’t been this bad in ages, not since he first came home. Protecting people, protecting his HOME is the most important thing. But the stars have never terrified him quite so thoroughly as they do now. Not that he had ever been overly fond of them in his youth ...
“ Captain. “ He addresses with some modicum of surprise, spots his figure in one of the windows, draped and dressed in mercury. ( Silver suits him, Milo muses, especially sporting that starlight hair. He never knew him before -- he doesn’t really know him now. ) “ Trouble sleeping? “ He tries for a smile, tries for amiable and amicable as he approaches.
@shiroganc from here:
❛ So, boys, if any of you are thinking of being ᴛʀᴏᴜʙʟᴇᴍᴀᴋᴇʀs, at least be CLEVER about it , okay ? ❜
Hunk wasn’t exactly sure what he’d been expecting, but that wasn’t it. Holding up a hand, he didn’t wait to be called on before, “Um, sir, shouldn’t you be telling us not to cause trouble in the first place...?”
shiroganc replied to your post: cosmicscarred replied to your post: ...
can confirm, source: was dead
shiRO.
@shiroganc continued from here
Arshia tilted her head to one side, nictitating membrane sliding across her eyes briefly as she studied the Black Paladin. She was glad that the Paladins were here, that Voltron was back, but at the same time, had it not been the previous Black Paladin who had enslaved her people? Had it not been Zarkon who killed her father? How could she trust this new one?
She drummed her fingers against the wall. “Don’t you have more pressing matters to attend to than little old me?” she asked. “It’s not my planet I want back, after all. I have it, right out there.” Arshia gestured skyward. “It’s my people, scattered across the universe in Galra labor camps.” She sighed. “To collect only the ones I know were taken from Lei would mean liberating hundreds of worlds, scattered across almost the entirety of the Empire. I don’t doubt your ability to do this, but why take the time?”
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things i wanna write / @shiroganc
PHOENIX . * keith breaking down after s6 . . this sounds so cliche but ? this young man went through so much this season besides kuron & shiron . . he shouldered SO SO MUCH . . just let him break , cry , shout , show his vulnerable side . he gave so much of himself . . he can’t bottle it up and play brave 24 / 7 . .
