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[championofstars]

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   In the end, he doesn’t borrow Black.

   It’s kind of a silly excuse to borrow the Lion post intergalactic-war while Keith is on a diplomatic mission, and honestly, he hasn’t tries since the ATLAS happened, but it would have been nice. It’s not that silly of a reason.

   So the ATLAS gives him a ship.

   It’s small, bigger than a fighter but only fit for two people, which is great because it’s all he needs.

   Unfortunately he can’t excuse shirking all of his responsibilities, but he can excuse some—clearing a pocket in his schedule nearly breaks his head open with the shift of tasks that get toggled for Future Him to deal with, but he’ll deal with them as they come.

   For now, he snags Lance right after training—literally, in fact, the fingers of his floating arm hooking into Lance’s belt from right around the corner and holding him fast before he can get too far.

   (Okay, so it’s useful sometimes.)

[caniisrufus]

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     even keith feels the spike of anxiety along the metal spine of his lion. the entire planet they’ve landed on is overcast by clouds, midnight, and the sun doesn’t seem to even exist in it’s orbit. there’s proof in the plant-life, dark and gnarling brambles of branches that rub ash off on red’s panels and dusts them up like charcoal. keith should be more careful where he lands, swerving between the thicket arms until he gives up. red’s claws dig in to a limb, which crackles and creaks under the weight, dropping sharply enough to make the lion grumble in a GROWL, and JOLT keith out of his own body. he’s lucky enough it doesn’t snap completely, a mumble to the beast under his hands. ❛ easy... ❜

     there’s the other thing━ the mist that swirls around the trunks and makes it difficult to keep track of the rest of the paladins. the blue lion is a blip in keith’s vision, foggy but there, and the coms are holding strong with flicks of static and fuzz.❛ you got anything, lance? ❜

     he doesn’t wait too long for an answer, a tight grit of his teeth before he flips on the blare of lights in his lions eyes, thinking to cut through the fog. it works, but not as intended. the whole cloud of mist that settled around him FLEES at the light, a flutter of shapes and faces dissipating in a parting crowd, until red is left in the crystal clear of the planet’s air. he almost thinks he heard a shriek through the lion’s sharp ears. ❛ did...anybody else just see that? ❜

[adnesiia]

     just because they were ‘adults’ and ‘supposed to be setting an example for the kids’ didn’t mean that they couldn’t have any fun which was evident enough in the fact that the second veronica had come home for a visit from the garrison, veronica and lance had already gotten into one heartfelt tussle, managed to lose of the kids in a game of hide and seek and end up sprawled out in the grass in the front yard. watching their niece and nephew run around ahead of them, eyes never strayed from them as she spoke.

     “you know, they keep asking about you over there. here i thought i’d be most popular mcclain,” her undertone was one of seriousness but to save them both from an awkward conversation where she knew it would lead to, she tried to mask it with humour. in all reality, lance had been the topic of many of her conversations- especially now with the new defenders project in the works-, but she was not home for that. she was home for her family and him.

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[spacegrcmlin-blog]

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     Should be an easy mission, Shiro tells them over breakfast as they orbit Olkarion, in and out. It sounds easy, at least-- a quick infiltration, Pidge tasked with retrieve-and-destroy and Lance her eyes in the sky while they sneak into a Galra base. She’s going to be going in essentially blind, Shiro tells her, based on the intel they have, a panopticon-style base with mazelike corridors on the ground floor. He shows them a map, and it’s only because Keith is busy on another op with Hunk that he’s not going with them. Pidge is no slouch in combat, but her skills are nowhere near Keith’s.

     She mulls this all over, eyes flickering across the lines of data on her pad as she makes her way through the last of Hunk’s newest food goo concoction. He’s adulterated it today with some kind of fruit puree and crunchy nuts, and it’s actually not a bad breakfast. She’s so absorbed in the base schematics and systems analysis their intel has provided that she doesn’t even notice that Lance is near her.

[starslung]

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    “so.” he settles onto the other side of the couch from lance, feet propped up on their coffee table, shoes still on. bad habit. finn doesn’t care. “how was your date that you kicked me out of the apartment for? was it worth being without my presence for three hours? answer honestly.”

[temettnosce]

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          “What is -----?  Where did you get that?”  Were one perhaps attentive enough to the increasing intensity of his questioning, they’d perhaps be able to detect a level of envy if not hope ; should Lance have hypothetically been able to acquire such a nostalgic item, then perhaps he, Keith, could find familiarity in much the same.

[starcharted-archived]

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     ‘’I got you. it’s gonna be okay, you’re going to be okay.’’ Matt quickly worked, not really feeling like being hit by any Galra weapon at all. He took his belt out of his pants and used it to tightly bind off Lance’s bloodstream to his leg, the cut in said leg being really big.

‘‘Okay. Now let’s get us out of here-.’‘ Or at least try. It was going to be hard. ‘‘You think you can get onto my back?’‘  Perhaps they weren’t really the best of friends, Matt would still do everything he could to bring everyone back alive, including risking his life for Lance, no matter they didn’t get along too well.

[goofbcll]

     “Okay, first off. I need to give you a big hug after what had happened today!” Hunk had been busy putting the plates into place for the Galra to realize that Lance almost got himself killed for saving Allura. After he heard that, he wanted to go over and never let Lance out of his sights.

Hunk squeezed him. More than his strength allowed before finally letting go of the smaller paladin, “I’m so glad that you’re safe, buddy! You almost scared me half to death back there!”

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