(She gave it to me, I named it Klance. Don't ask why)
(Vol…tron?)
(may…be?)
(I literally love Voltron so much.)
(so do I!)
coughs, make klance canon, coughs
(Klance is my otp! Have you seen season 5 yet?)
(no. Don't spoil, I will kill you.)
(But Keith- No. Blake I have to! No you don't. What about Lance and- Nope. Ugh, fine.)
(I have a galra battleship and I'm not afraid to use it. pew pew pew)
(She gave it to me, I named it Klance. Don't ask why)
(Vol…tron?)
(may…be?)
(I literally love Voltron so much.)
(so do I!)
coughs, make klance canon, coughs
(Klance is my otp! Have you seen season 5 yet?)
(no. Don't spoil, I will kill you.)
(But Keith- No. Blake I have to! No you don't. What about Lance and- Nope. Ugh, fine.)
(I have a galra battleship and I'm not afraid to use it. pew pew pew)
(Well actually Lotor- What did I just say? But- No. Fine, fine. I won't tell her anything. I should try to get some sleep anyways.)
You should really sleep, it's like, 1 Am for you over there, British
You should really sleep, it's like, 1 Am for you over there, British
(But why be up all day and see one star when I can see endless number of them at night?)
You should really sleep, it's like, 1 Am for you over there, British
(But why be up all day and see one star when I can see endless number of them at night?)
Aww…That's really sweet…When I was a kid and couldn't sleep, I would go out of my window and sit on the roof, looking at the stars.
You should really sleep, it's like, 1 Am for you over there, British
(But why be up all day and see one star when I can see endless number of them at night?)
Aww…That's really sweet…When I was a kid and couldn't sleep, I would go out of my window and sit on the roof, looking at the stars.
(I think I'll have to give that one a try. I'm going to attempt to get some sleep now. Goodnight @Nerd!)
Ellis was up first, but wasn't necessarily.. awake. The ginger-haired eight-year-old stood from the couch and from sleeping Peter's limp embrace, his movements stiff as if he were submurged in a vat of syrup. His eyes were open too, but were just open to be open. Sleepwalking.
He kept his wings half-spread, as if startled by something or trying to walk carefully, to the kitchen, and just stole all the spoons from the drawer and started making lines of spoons on the floor.
( xD my mom is a weird sleepwalker. Once she got up and hid all our cookies in the pan cabinet. One time she also organized all our knives on my brother's bed, and another time she sat up and asked me if I wanted spaghetti, and of course I said yes and she fell back asleep and i stayed awake, sad I had no spaghetti )
Mackenzie sat up and started playing with Skylar's hair.
Skylar smiled. "Are you hungry?" She asked.
(Huzzah! I finally finished my character who is a brain cancer survivor. That was hard.)
Macha say by Ace’s bedside after having visited Dani only to find that she was asleep. She clutched his hand, fervently asking the nurses what they could do. She was terrified.
Blake watched Ellis walk into the kitchen and followed, stopping to watch in fascination as he organized spoon in neat lines on the floor. It took Blake a few moments to realize Ellis was sleepwalking. What am I supposed to do?
Izzy. Mateo "Dani. Dani. It's okay." Dani had slid Mateo up on her knee. Blood was everywhere. "No." She sobbed. "No. I can't loose you too."
Ellis stared blankly at the lines of spoons, running out eventually. And when that happened, he sat there for what felt like forever before nodding off there on the floor.
"Dani it's too late. This was not your fault." "No. No no no no." They were dead. She hadn't saved them. Her best friends. Gone. Dani started sobbing in her sleep.
Blake smirked, scooping up Ellis in his arms and deciding to hold the boy in his arms for awhile. He walked to the couch and sat down, making sure Ellis was comfortable.
His wings slid to limpy hold under him while he was held, a few soft contours falling off to the floor in midnight black fluffs.
Mackenzie thought for a moment. "Can I have 'nana?"
(Banana)
Blake sighed and began preening Ellis's wings again, merely because he enjoyed how soft his feathers were. He carefully let Ellis lean against his chest, almost starting to drift off himself.