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[keithkoganbae]

Safe-T Dance

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Keith was often the last out of the studio, and he never minded. Once everything was put away he would keep the lights on and practice just a little longer. Keep his muscles loose, keep each movement sharp. Some nights he’d greet the janitor on his way out and thank him for locking it up. 

Tonight was one of those nights.

It was dark out, the temperature finally dipping low enough for him to see his breath, and he tugged his hood up against the chill that cooled the sweat from his brow and neck. Autumn was finally upon them, and going to school where all four seasons were present was... a change for Keith to get used to. He enjoyed it, though. Stepping out of the studio into fresh air that offered relief from his own body heat was something he could get used to very easily. 

His phone buzzed in his pocket, and stopping to tug it out, Keith found himself at a metaphorical crossroads. An invitation for drinks was tempting, but his shower even more so. With a quick reply to count him in after a quick shower, Keith turned back toward the dance building and straight into a hard chest. 

“Shit. Sorry I wasn’t looking where I-”

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Continued from here

Text: My heart says Sushi...

Txt: But my budget says Wendy's😥

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The Blade of Marmora was the only home that Keith knew since he was under their care, one of them being his Uncle Thace who wanted to make sure that his nephew got the proper care needed. Especially after the supposed death of his mother, Krolia. It was unknown on if she was alive though as they were unable to find any signs of her, but it was because of them that Keith was still alive. He grew close to four of them though being Thace, Kolivan, Antok and Ulaz. It wasn’t a big surprise to seeing Keith following on them around because of the close bond that he had with them, a bond that was going to be difficult to break. That bond probably would of been similar with his mother if she was around, he didn’t have any memories of her though. The young Blade was too young to remember her properly, the warmth that he once felt from her was the one thing that he did remember even if it was starting to fade away. 

Once Keith started to get older, his Uncle thought that he was just quiet and refused to talk whenever someone would speak to him. Too quiet for his liking though which caused his Uncle to get him looked at which lead to a discovery. Keith was deaf, he was unable to hear anything that they had told him and he really didn’t know how to communicate to anyone that spoke to him. That caused them to search into ways to help Keith communicate even if it was going to be difficult for all of them to learn, but it was for the sake of his nephew. He wanted to talk to his nephew, just how he wanted to talk to his Uncle and the others that were close to him. 

Their searching soon gave them the answers that they needed before finding a way to communicate with Keith and for him to respond back. Eventually though, his training started as a Blade since he would be able to fight against the Galra still. He still had his eyesight and other reflexes that were going to come in handy for anyone that he would be fight against plus he could pilot still even though that was another lesson he would have to be taught. That was until the Red Lion fell into his hands quite literally, she picked him as her paladin because of what he did to protect her. Keith thought that the lions were just stories, but that was proven wrong once he became the pilot of the fast lion. She gave the Blades an advantage when it came to dealing with the enemy, dealing with any fleets that were after him. Keith could take care of them with ease. 

Finding the Red Lion though caused another change, they were soon greeted by the Paladins of Voltron as Shiro was the one who meet Keith first purely by accident. They were on the same ship to gather intel to bring back to the place that was their home, information that would help them fight against the Galra. 

Keith was surprised though since he was face to face with someone who looked like him, the last thing that he expected was to run into someone like Shiro. His blade rested against Shiro’s throat sitting there because of his reflexes kicking in while Red was sitting behind them with her mouth open. She was waiting for Keith to climb onboard so they could escape the ship and return back to the Blades before the soldiers on this large ship would now that they were there. 

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[ilburne]

He Who Wants the Universe

Earth has always felt constricting to him. Travel as far as one can go, and ends up at the starting point - a full circle.

A limitation. 

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As a child, he had always chased after the stars, idolizing that brilliant shine in the sky. Wanting to be where the stars are. Free and brilliant.

His view changed with time. He wished he could embrace those little sparkles he used to admire into his chest, tucking it all away. Protecting those little stars from the confinements of the galaxy. All these stars, stripped of their freedom and is destined to die off... Right where they started.

Takashi cried when he realized he felt the same confinement as those little stars. Fixed on Earth, his beginning and end. 

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He doesn’t feel constricted anymore. He has broken records, first of his generation to go on multiple missions, youngest to have done so. He had it all. A good head upon his shoulders, the job of his dream, and a significant other that supports him.

He couldn’t ask for anything more. 

This is all he ever wanted. 

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No, absolutely not!

Why not? He’s cleared all his physicals.

I don’t care what the doctor said. This man is sick and he shouldn’t be sent on another mission.

- 

Everything okay?

Well, maybe he’s right. Maybe you shouldn’t go on the mission.

How important am I to you?

Don’t expect me to be here when you get back.

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I overheard you and Commander Holt talking with Admiral Sanda.

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Nightmares haunt him behind his closed eyes. Golden eyes leering from afar. Claws sweeping his flesh. Machines fighting machines. Detaching and attaching body parts. What he doesn't remember his subconscious fills in the rest.

He would wake drenched in sweats. Skin ice to the touch. Lips parted but silent screams.

Nights like these make him wonder if everything was worth it. Has he found the world where he could feel free? Where the cage that reminds him of his limitations is nonexistent. 

A place where he could believe in himself and make the impossible - possible.

“Shiro. Takashi, you’re safe.” A voice would say.

Shiro’s gaze would find the source of the voice. His tensed muscles would start to relax under their gentle touch, coaxing him to lay back down in their shared bed. They would kiss his tears away, and let him cling to their warmth.

Yes, it was worth it. Because along the way, he has found his universe.

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Stranded

“‘Let’s do camping out on an alien planet’ thing” - Closed Thread @cosmicxblade

Shiro didn’t give it a second thought when Coran first suggested the idea. 

While going on one of their first expedition on Atlas, they had stumbled upon an unknown planet. It had such dense outer atmosphere that the Atlas could not get an accurate read. It was when Coran proposed that one of the lions are to go scout the world and report back to Atlas. A simple first mission out in space. 

Keith had volunteered himself, and Shiro was not far behind.

Thus, their current predicament. Stranded. On an unknown planet, with no signals, and the Black Lion drained of its power. They managed to send the team a message to avoid bringing the other lions down less they too receive the same fate. Now they wait for the team to find a solution to get them out with Black. He trusts that they’ll find a way.

“Guess we’ll make camp?” He glanced over at Keith, who was standing next to him.

[keithkoganbae]

Bees!?

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The planet they had landed on was a generally peaceful one. No Galran occupation- at least until the Blades arrived but that wasn’t occupation per say just an organization looking for a new base. They were all so incredibly aware of how the locals eyed their tails with suspicion, and Keith knew without asking that while there was support to be found here, there would be little for the Blades. Calm and supportive of the rebuilding Voltron Coalition, it was a welcome trip to a quiet planet. It was just... generally peaceful. The fauna was something entirely different. 

“Why are they... so big?” Keith asked, trying not to let his voice get too tight. He grew up in the desert, bugs with too many legs crawling across his bed sheets in the shack after he left the garrison. He wasn’t afraid of bugs- though it was his opinion that nothing had need of that many goddamn legs.

He wasn’t afraid of bugs. But seeing bees the size of puppies just floating along and bumping into things that are flowers and things that are very much not flowers was... jarring. “Shiro, why are they so fucking big?” He asked, voice high and only slightly distressed.