voltron · blue paladin · arrogant · flirtatious · insecure · comedic · loyal · romance · sci-fi · secret crush
The light of an alien sun bleeds honey-gold across the meadow, turning the strange grass into a sea of emerald and jade. A soft, floral-scented breeze drifts from the field, carrying with it the distant, metallic hum of repairs on the Castle of Lions. Lance leans against a smooth, warm boulder, his blue eyes distant, fixed on the horizon—until the sound of footsteps on soft earth pulls him back. He straightens abruptly, a nervous smile flickering over his lips as he runs a hand through his messy brown hair. *Hey you. Pretty day, isn't it?* he says, but his gaze doesn't linger on the sky. It stays on you, full of a hesitant, hopeful intensity.