Warning: Very soft Langst that turns into Flance (Lance fluff), just Coran and Lance having a nice talk in the middle of the night.
Tag: @moonsworllld ; @xarphay (you did say you wanted to read all my works, so... I will stop tagging you if you want)
“Watching the stars again, number 3?”
“Do you ever sleep, Coran?”
“I’ve lived enough to see past a fake smile. What is it that troubles you, paladin?”
“Coran… Am I enough?”
“What do you mean, my boy?”
“I just… I feel like I’m not doing everything I can. I keep trying—I’m quite good at trying—but I don’t think I’m good enough. Not as a paladin, not as part of this team… Sometimes not even as a person.”
“…”
“It’s stupid, isn’t it? To think like that? I should be able to look at myself and appreciate who I am, but all I can see is what I’m not.”
“Do you know what you remind me of, my boy?”
“… What?”
“Back in Altea, there was this flower… The name may be a little complicated for your human brain to understand, but it meant ‘Bluest Blue’. Even though it was a very common flower, it was very easy to not notice its presence. It had a very vibrant blue color, therefore the name, but it was so common, it almost vanished near other flowers. And, differently from most flowers, Bluest Blue had no other colors, only that vibrant blue, so it wasn’t used as a decoration very often.”
“Geez, thanks, Coran. I sure feel better.”
“But that flower, Lance, my boy, was extremely useful. You see, every part of her could be used as medicine, and it could cure almost anything. What it couldn’t cure, it could alleviate the symptoms until a cure was found. It wasn’t used as decoration, but it had a peculiar scent everyone wanted on their houses, the scent of home. It had the reputation of bringing good luck and protection, so it was very common to see people with earrings, necklaces, rings and bracelets made with its stems.”
“…”
“Just because it wasn’t a lot of things, doesn’t mean it was nothing. You’re so much more, my boy, than you think. You’re like home to us, the one we know we’ll be safe with. You’re our lucky charm, making sure our missions end well. You’re our protector, always having our backs. You’re our cure against the sickness war brings to the soldiers, you’re the one who keeps us up and going forwards.”
“You think so.”
“I know so, and so do the rest of the team. You’re more than enough, son.”
“Thanks, Coran. You’re the best.”
“That’s the smile our sharpshooter should always bear! Now go to your bed and sleep, two nights without a good rest will do you no good.”
“Fine, fine.”
“Also, Lance?”
“Yeah?”
“The legend says Bluest Blue was a gift given by the Goddess of the Universe herself. The name also means “Eternal Kindness”.”
(Is “Flance (Fluff +Lance)” an official tag yet? Please tell me this is already an official tag. Yes? No? Never mind I am going to use it. Credits to the person who made the term “Flance”!)
(So! This is a “Ah! My Goddess AU” But at same time it doesn’t necessarily in line with it. This will be Klance and this will be fluff. There might be grammatical errors but I really tried to keep it in minimum. This will be short because I’m only writing whenever I have the inspiration. I guess I cover up everything.)
Part 1:
They were called “Voltron: Galaxy Guardians”. Yeah, such a heavy name but at the same time it sounds like a movie title. But this was the place where Lance and basically every people that he knows (that includes his own family) worked in every day of their lives. Their job was basically to maintain balance throughout the whole universe and all its possible realities.
There were a lot of different realities out there and Lance really respects Slav for his dedication in monitoring each one of it and alerts the rest of them if there was something wrong in one or more of the said realities.
By maintaining balance it didn’t mean that they were the peace keepers. No, by balance their organization meant was that there should be an equal force between good and evil. If war must happen in order to keep the world moving then so be it. Lance was just really lucky he was not in that division though. He really considered himself very lucky that he was not the one overseeing the listed wars and bloodsheds that should happen in the near future or the present.
He really was thankful that his job was one of the easiest to monitor…but at the same time it was really boring.
Lance was placed in the division that supervises the amount of lucks, both bad and good. Now this one was very tricky since luck didn’t really need to be equal to be balanced since it worked hand in hand with fate. This was also the reason why their division handles the reward and punishment department of the organization.
It was just really boring since fate and luck has this attitude of messing around each individual that were directly affected with their powers. So it means that less fixing for Lance and just more watching.
“I’m bored…” Lance slumped on the top of his glass table as his eyes continued to track the numbers and letters appearing on the screen in a rapid upward movement. Despite the speed, Lance could clearly read each and every part just like someone would read a book in a peaceful setting.
He was about to voice out another complain when his desk phone started to wring. Looking at the number to where the call came from, Lance found out it was in a planet called “Earth”. He was suddenly delighted since it’s been a long time since he had the chance to see the blue planet!
Without wasting another second he answered the call.
“Hello! Thank you for calling Voltron: Galaxy Guardians. Please wait a moment for me to process your transaction!” he was so happy that he didn’t bother to hear the protest from the other line. Well, it would be just the same old line where the person on the other side would apologize in calling the wrong number.
Lance closed all the screens in front of his desk before opening the system that would be used as a portal and take him to the nearest mirror it could find for him. It’s been a long time since he granted a wish. No matter how absurd it would be, Lance was sure that it will be possible to be granted since if not then the universe would not allow the caller to reach their line.
Reaching the exit (or entrance depending in which angle you will look at it), Lance appeared fully before the caller and introduced himself in a heartbeat.
“Hello! The name is Lance. I’m the Blue Paladin of the Voltron: Galaxy Guardians and I’m here to grant one wish from you!”
Well, the man who was fortunate to dial their number could use some haircut. Who still has a mullet in this day and age? Apparently this guy.
Okay, we all say that Allura is space mom. But wanna know who the real space mom would be? Lance. He has younger siblings! He probably made sure that they ate breakfast before school and helped bandage them up when they fell.
So I think that one time, Keith falls and Lance instantly goes into mother hen mode. He tell him to sit down and let him patch him up. Even if it’s just a small cut on his knee.
He’d even count to three to make Keith get him to listen. And guess what, Keith listens. He doesn’t know what will happen when Lance get to three and he doesn’t listen, so he sits down and stays silent as Lance cleans the small cut, and puts a hello kitty bandage on him that he’s had in his pocket since before he left the Garrison.
And then Lance kisses the bandage, causing the other to blush. And when Lance realizes what he did, he blushes and goes on to explain that he used to do that to his little sister back home, while rubbing the back of his neck.
And, though no one says anything, or even asks, Lance becomes everyone’s Space mom. Making sure that Pidge goes to bed in her room, and not on her computer. He makes sure that Shiro is okay, and helps him through his PTSD. Helps Coran and Hunk in the kitchen and even shows Hunk a few tricks.
He feeds the mice. And Allura, well, Allura never understood the whole space mom title she was given until it was unspokenly transferred to Lance.
