*rolls up to the window* hi yeah can i get uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
YOU'RE AT THE WRONG STORE

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*rolls up to the window* hi yeah can i get uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
YOU'RE AT THE WRONG STORE
y’all don’t know how to FUCKIN behave!!!!!!!!
@bluetailored
Sitting there at the round table, watching unique species filter in through the large doorway, Keith can’t help but wish he’d fought Shiro harder on this.
Politics and diplomacy were never his forte - he always opted to sit out when letters were sent requesting the presence of a Paladin, leaving Shiro to take the seat.
But THIS time, his brother did that thing where he hinted towards it, then hinted towards it some more until Keith eventually CAVED and agreed to show up at---...what was the planet’s name again?
He doesn’t feel bad for not caring. He’s been there two days already, and from what he can gather it’s just a simple disagreement between two neighboring solar systems - it’s nothing LIFE-THREATENING. His assumption is that he and Shiro only received the missive because the ambassador hosting the diplomatic convention wanted to have a guest as grand as a Voltron Paladin.
All the attention he’s been getting further suggests that.
New faces show up every meeting, representatives from different planets that will be affected by whatever change is made. There’s a handful gathered around the large table, but Keith watches those entering the room: There’s someone from Il’kiv - a planet he and Shiro saved not long ago; there’s an Arusian - Keith actually had a short, though warm conversation with them earlier; there’s a couple from Baskan; and there’s---
holy shit.
It’s immediate, the feel of losing all his breath. The space made in his chest by breath stolen is replaced with an ache. On shaky legs Keith rises, eyes-wide, staring disbelieving at---
“---Lance,”
But what with how quiet he sounds when he says it, and considering the amount of people in the room talking over him, Keith’s not even expecting to be noticed.
i love having to cancel with my therapist that actually helps me
tag update overview:
mainly just the character tags got updated
so instead of "my Riku" it's "ftp:Riku" and etc
and for OC's it's whatever they're from:name (so ftp:Shad, or naf:Edd or fbn:Evelyn)
I also changed the fic based novel tag to fbn
and I gave Edd and Laura a ship tag which is "ship:I trusted you" and now I am upset
wretched-yet-devine hat auf deinen Eintrag geantwortet:WHY DID NO ONE TELL ME THAT UNI ISN’T FUN AND...
That’s the ugly truth they don’t tell you in high school
weliveandbreathewords hat auf deinen Eintrag geantwortet: WHY DID NO ONE TELL ME THAT UNI ISN’T FUN AND... Omg I was the same. It only gets harder, bro, I’m sorry :/
Thanks guys, that's really encouraging :D:D