sluruol:

Keith 53?

xeoflare:

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⟨ scanning…IDENTIFIED: LANCE ⟩

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      ❝ I guess you could say that if you want.
         Be prepared to be totally in love with me
         by the end of this. ❞

                      There’s no way this could end anyway but badly, but Lance ever the optimist keeps his grin up and searches through his his brain to find the best, read worst, pick up lines that he’s got to try on Keith. It’s not hard, he’s got so many so at least one of these is definitely going to work. He hopes at least.

       ❝Babe, are you google? Because you’re
         the answer to everything that I’m looking
         for. ❞

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        ❝I’m sure I’ll figure out a way to resist. Hit me.❞

               not laughing in his friend’s face is going to be more difficult than he originally thought—the cheesy emphasis on BABE already has him biting at the inside of his cheek to stifle himself. but his expression turns from barely restrained amusement to CONFUSION in an instant.

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                                       ❝—Uhh, Lance? That…doesn’t make any sense.❞

 

⟨ scanning…IDENTIFIED: LANCE ⟩

                  @ggalradin / holy crow he didn’t say no. 

        ❝ Well maybe I wanted to test them out on you before
         I started using them on the ladies, you know? Always
         good to practice.  ❞

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                  Lance grins, his usual expression taking up it’s near permanant place on his face as he watches Keith deflect. It was easier to say that he needed practice that to admit that he was being serious and even though Keith had not technically rejected him. Which was way better than he normally did, but as usual when flirting with boys Lance chickened out. It was just more difficult to do and he could not for the life of himself figure out why. 

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     ❝Hm…like a…GUINEA PIG or
      something, huh? I guess I’ll take it.❞

                      it’s not IDEAL—plenty of people would probably take offense to being U S E D this way, but keith doesn’t have very much experience when it comes to…things like this. should he be offended? maybe. but he won’t be; lance earns enough offense when he attempts to flirt with strangers. it would probably really tank to get it from a friend. 

                          ❝Based on the results you’ve gotten,
                                you could use the practice. Go ahead.
                                Bounce ‘em off me. I don’t mind.❞

 

azuladins:

                                 where we’ll go is FAR away I don’t even mind
                           as long as you STAY right here right NEXT to my side

                                 beloved and parented by summer, bai, and cass

 

STARTER CALL !!

 

luseroftheyear:

the hype of stim toys by nt kids quickly turned into “cringe culture” and now nd kids are targeted for still enjoying stim toys that are considered socially irrelevant and Thats a Big Ass Problem but ok

 

righteoussness:

paladins are the absolute best dnd class and any of u can fight me on that

 

prcsentingmic:

petaledpout:

are you a fairylights or candles person? night owl or early riser? laughter or giggle person? scrunched up nose or creased eyes when you smile person? smiling with your teeth or closed lip person?

 
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hey — anyone interested in interacting with a COMPLETELYSHEITH/SHALADIN-LESS keith kogane from vld that is a MESSY, ANGSTY TEEN with a lot of baggage ?! like or reblog this if so ( and if you’re completely sheith/shaladin-less as well bc I don’t want to see it ) and I’ll check you out !!

 
kurotamer-blog:

❛ Well, if it gets too bad, give me a signal. ❜

ggalradin-blog:

MAKE ME SUFFER || accepting

                      ❛if it 

                            gets too bad

               give me

                                   A SIGNAL. ❜  

               fingers tangle themselves in thick, dark hair, his head heavy in his own hands. shiro had pulled him aside – just before allura had – to offer him an out. to ask him if he really wanted to board zarkon’s ship alone. keith had been STUBBORN and UNSHAKING; if his galra blood was going to make people hate him, at the very least he would be damn sure that it was useful this time. 

                        goosebumps rise on pallid flesh at the memory of the sigh that escaped his BROTHER, the sound of a defeated man in the face of a bullheaded teenager. 

                                                                      ❛Well, if it gets too bad…give me a signal.❜ 

               keith can’t remember what he said back. he remembers the way they bumped the edges of their fists. regret pools in his stomach, hot and guilty. 

                                       if only he’d known…

                                           why didn’t he hug him?

               the paladin had RUSHED back to greet his leader, eager and fulfilled. they did it. he did it. the aching loss of thace – the last bit of tangible proof he’d had left that he could still be RIGHTEOUS, even if he was a g a l r a – still felt fresh and sharp in his chest. but he couldn’t wait to tell shiro how brave he had been, how he didn’t even cry when thace sacrificed himself for the cause –

                                        but shiro’s seat was e m p t y. 

               keith set himself to comforting the others. his palm fell against pidge’s shoulder, mumbling something about how they would get him back. hunk threw his arms around keith a bit too tightly, and he didn’t pull away.

                                                  he stopped before lance, for a beat. they 
                                            stared at each other…but keith came up empty. 

he still isn’t sure if he saw lance nod or not, but somehow he understood from his expression that it was OKAY to slip away. 

                             so he did. 

                armor clatters softly in the silence of an empty room from the quaking of his shoulders, and keith curses himself for the motion. be still. breathe deep. don’t cry. the tears are scalding enough to burn as they blur his vision; his hands slide down to clamp over his mouth and stifle a sob. 

       if it gets too bad, he had said, send me a signal.

                              popping open a compartment on his armor, keith slammed his fingers over and over again into the button to signal. please. please pick up. please pick up. please –

                the seam between chanting it inside his mind and having the words spill frantically out into the open air around him is nearly impossible to discern. with a frustrated, wet scream, his pillow is flung across the room towards the far wall. a shaking breath brought him back to himself enough to wipe at his face and fall silent. 

                                one beat.

                                                two beats.

                                              THREE. 

                   ❝come on, shiro. give us a signal.
                          give us something, ANYTHING – 

                                                                  Please.❞

  

"Burn all your things"

Indepdent&Selective
Keith Kogane
Voltron: Legendary Defender

"to make the fight to forget"

Loved by Summer.
Please read rules/about before interacting. NO SHALADINS. Block me if you ship Keith with Shiro. He's underage. Thanks.

"E A S Y"