#otts

[crypticlens]

A bit of a prick, I’d say.

[ishizu-ka]

Keyarah and Syuuki, her smoochie 💙❄️🩵

[angeloncewas]

:D

:O OTTS I love them ty

[carmenlim-rui]

I draw Jun and Kei for “Best friend” contest~

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[trail-horse]

2 moods

[canonizedlove]

An Acceptable Partner

A small drabble for @botts-ships! Thank you so much for drawing me stuff bb ilysm I hope you like it <3

It had been over two weeks since Otts was rescued by team Voltron, yet the castle and all its contents still seemed incredibly daunting. The ship seemed so impossibly large and intricate, she couldn’t help but wonder what her crewmates would have thought of it. Otts firmly pushed that out of her mind as she turned another corner towards what she hoped was the lounge. She had been wandering the halls for hours by that point. Out loud she’d say it was out of curiosity but really, she was just waiting for the paladins to return.  Otts was grateful to all the paladins for saving her but had grown a special attachment to Lance. Like her, he wasn’t involved in all the technical or engineering aspects of Voltron, and they both shared an affinity for humour.

When Otts rounded what seemed to be the hundredth corner she bumped straight into none other than the blue paladin. The wind was knocked out of her after colliding with the hard chest piece, but Lance quickly grabbed her arms to steady her.

“Oh hey Otts,” he said with a grin. “I was just coming to look for you.”

It was impossible not to return his smile, especially after knowing he thought to find her as soon as he returned.

“How was your mission? Did you guys get the forge back from the Galra?” Otts asked.

Lance’s face lit up and he immediately grabbed Otts by the wrist and began pulling her in the direction he came from.

“It was so awesome!” He chattered excitedly. “Coran was right, we caught them totally by surprise, they didn’t stand a chance.”

Otts listened intently as Lance recounted their mission with what was most likely more than a few embellishments. It was so easy to get absorbed in his stories, he was almost buzzing with energy and enthusiasm. He continued to talk animatedly while they walked until he came to an abrupt stop in the middle of the hallway.

“Wait,” he said, turning to Otts. “Were you going to the movie theatre?”

“There’s a cinema?”

At this point she could hardly be surprised.

“Yup,” Lance exclaimed, popping the p. “Most of them are weird Altean movies but Pidge picked up some cool ones from the space mall.”

“The space mall?” Otts repeated skeptically. Lance only laughed and slung his arm over her shoulders.

“Let’s go check them out, there’s a funny one about a talking-horse who solves crimes with a group of teenagers.” He tugs her along as he begins walking again with renewed vigor.

Though she’d like nothing more than to spend time with Lance, she can’t help but ask, “Don’t you have training or debriefing to do?”

Lance only flashes her with a smile. “Nah, Shiro gave us a break for the rest of the day.” His smile turned coy as he elbowed her in the side. “Looks like you’re stuck with me.”

Otts thought she could deal with that.

[aalepczynski]

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