|For when you like your men HOT.|
“I know man.” Hunk didn’t argue. “But, if you aren’t, later, I still mean what I said on our second day out here. We’re brothers. All of us. Being a furry, or a living glow stick, or a being of pure caffeination and spite,” He only had two arms, but Pidge didn’t want in on the hugs anyways, “It doesn’t change that.”
“I can’t believe you’re both freaks of nature, it’s like you were made for each other.” Pidge commented dryly from the background. Her words were not appreciated in their time.
“And this is one of my baby teeth.”
The tiny ivory gleamed between Lance’s fingers. Keith frowned at that, reaching for the little tooth. It was very sharp yet, and nothing like the ones Lance currently had.
“One... of yours? It looks nothing like yours.” He peered at it closely, then looked up at Lance, looking for clarification. Lance was grinning widely, exposing a mouth full of teeth that looked like the larger versions of the small one he held. His ears had lengthened, becoming fin-like with a single topside bone, and a mass of thin membrane draped below. His face was covered in a pattern of glowing spots that extended out onto his fin-ears.
DURP DURP WILL DORK FOR FOOD~!
Current Residence: im stalking you...
Favourite genre of music: comedy
Favourite photographer: me!!!
Favourite style of art: manga/anime
Operating System: windows
MP3 player of choice: mp3
Shell of choice: the one that sells gum chips and gas.
Wallpaper of choice: anything with scriabin or zim or freddy or edgar or nny or... shutting up now.
Skin of choice: bloody/living
Favourite cartoon character: does Solid Snake count? with Otacon? in a closet?
Personal Quote: I HAD A SAMICH IN MY HEAD!