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I actually hate scatter graphs because what are those dots and what the fuck do they mean
Despite the tears running down his face, he can’t help the small smile peeking through when he hears Keith’s near-silent footsteps pad into the room. The Black Paladin settles down quietly beside him, looking out in the stars. For several moments, the only sounds in the room were Lance’s soft sniffles and the occasional hiccup.
“Tell me about them,” Keith whispers.
Lance wipes his eyes, resting his head on Keith’s shoulder. He doesn’t seem to mind, shifting slightly to move his arm around Lance’s back to rest his hand on his hip, pulling him closer.
“It was never quiet. Not once. I mean, not only did we live on an actual farm, but I have nine sisters.”
Keith makes a surprised noise, and Lance can imagine the face he is making: eyebrows raised high and mouth parted slightly. It makes him feel better.
“Nine sisters? I knew you had a lot of family, but holy shit. I can barely tolerate Shiro’s annoying ass. I can’t imagine nine of Shiro. I think I would end up in prison.”
Lance laughs, and he can feel Keith’s shoulders shake as he chuckles along.
“Yeah, they’re certainly a handful. It’s kind of nice, though. They’re all older, so I get to be the adorable baby of the family. Besides, I’m friends with my sisters. I know not everyone gets along with their siblings, but we’ve gotten along well for most of our lives. That’s not to say we’ve never tried to kill each other, or anything. We’re still siblings.”
“Yeah, same. Once Shiro tried to suffocate me with a pillow because I told his then boyfriend that he was the loudest farter in the world.”
Lance is laughing so hard Keith has to hold him up, and he’s not doing a wonderful job of it because he’s also losing his shit. What a pair the two of them make — sitting in the observation deck at the space version of four in the morning, barely keeping upright, laughing themselves hoarse over a fart joke.
Behold, universe: The Black and Red Paladins, Leaders of the Mighty Voltron. Weakened by a flatulence joke Keith made ten years ago.
God, Lance loves this boy with his whole heart.
After a few minutes pass and they calm down, Lance gets up for a moment, crawling into Keith’s lap and curling up, settling his head right under Keith’s chin and securing the other man’s arms around him. Keith hesitates for a moment, clearly a little flustered and surprised, but eventually tightens his hold.
“Thank you,” Lance whispers. “I needed to talk about them. I needed to talk about them with you. I always feel better when I talk to you. You make me feel like I can do anything.”
“I would do anything for you, Lance,” Keith confesses. “Just say the word. Say the word and I’ll give you everything you’ve ever wanted.”
Lance huffs out a laugh, tracing his fingers over pale skin. He feels his eyes well up again, but he’s not sad, this time. How could he, when surrounded by Keith’s burning adoration? Held close by all the love in Keith’s heart?
“I just want you.”
They hold each other until the Castle’s artificial morning lights turn on, and Lance doesn’t feel so homesick anymore — not with his home holding him so tightly.
making characters and their designs can be especially difficult bc sometimes im halfway through and i realize im stuck between things like “this specific trope in media has the capability of presenting a harmful kind of idea about people like me that most people are unaware of and yet i, specifically, am aware of” and also “dark skinned person with pastel/white hair is a fucking sick ass design bc we look good in bright colors and i think its cool” and it suuuuuuks
It’s like. okay, don’t follow me if you’re still a Harry Potter fan but it’s worse when you’re a potter fan and you have the equivalent of a n*zi symbol tattooed on you and still decide to follow me. I hope you fucking die I’m so serious
ANOTHER ONE?? THERES ANOTHER ONE
caelum baby i am so sorry
luke in his pumpkin carriage shirt 🥹
Sylki shippers belong in the wincest trash can 🤢
just remembered the weird humanized fandom art. like superwholock.. homestuck.. hetalia.. dark times