#tommino fic

[tomminowrites]

Chapter 4 | Restraints+Leverage

“I’ll… I’ll do anything. Please.” 

The request reveals too much, Mac’s breathy voice showing just how desperate he is to pull attention away from his partner.

Murdoc chuckles softly and steps closer still. Triumphant. “All this time playing hard to get, and I should have known. I just needed the right leverage.”

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This time, Murdoc takes them both. When the assassin needs information, he knows that the best way to get Jack to talk… is hurting Mac.

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B L U E | complete

After the pilot swap, the paladins kept their original gear. So when a Galra general wants revenge on the Blue lion, his eyes skip right over Allura’s pink armor. 

Without hesitation, Lance takes credit for the Blue lion’s actions... and faces the consequences. Anything to protect his friends.

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[tomminowrites]

Chapter 3 | Restraints+Leverage

“Listen,” Jack starts. “Maybe we need to consider… just consider giving him a location.” Mac’s head lifts with a jolt, scowl already forming at the mere suggestion. The older agent hurries to continue. 

“Riley has the whole foundation to protect her, and you know Matty and Boze wouldn’t let that maniac within a hundred miles of our girl.” Jack exhales, voice softening with a tinge of defeat. “But down here I… can’t protect you.”

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This time, Murdoc takes them both. When the assassin needs information, he knows that the best way to get Jack to talk… is hurting Mac.

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Starsong | complete

The paladins are crewmates aboard a mercenary space vessel, sent to the outer reaches of the system to investigate the recent disappearance of Empire ships. Keith discovers that the ship's captain, Sendak, has actually been hired to capture a different prize: mermaids.

With siren calls that interfere with ship scanners and songs that mimic the distress beacons of friendly crafts, astral mermaids are a threat commonly believed to be myth among most spacefarers. But when lives are at stake, the crew is soon to discover that one among them is not quite as human as he appears to be...

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Window + Leather Belt | complete

Mac climbs out a lot of windows. Jack only had to learn his lesson once.

Prompt from @telltaleclerk: “Ok… but… the way Jack always grabs Mac’s belt when he leans out of a car window… don’t tell me there’s not a story there where Mac fell out of a car…”

[tomminowrites]

Chapter 2 | Restraints+Leverage

There’s a moment of silence, and then the double click of a cocked pistol echoes behind Mac. He stiffens, and Jack’s expression just gets darker. Hyperawareness prickles at the back of Mac’s head, senses straining to tell how close the gun is.

He tries one more time, softer now that he knows they aren’t alone. “J-Jack?” Mac startles when a familiar voice speaks up inches from his ear, so much closer than he was expecting.

“I’m afraid Agent Dalton isn’t feeling very talkative right now. Strict instructions and all that.”

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This time, Murdoc takes them both. When the assassin needs information, he knows that the best way to get Jack to talk… is hurting Mac.

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to tell the truth | complete

Other than a few scuffs on his armor, Lance looks unharmed - but he just stares stupidly at the Red paladin’s outstretched hand instead of trying to rise. Keith leans closer. “The fight’s still on, you coming?”

Lance looks up suddenly. “Dude you… you have really beautiful eyes, did you know that? I feel like nobody has told you that.”

Uhhhhhhh.

Lance is hit with a truth serum, and his unintended honesty hour will continue until Voltron finds the cure planet-side. Keith, meanwhile, can't shake off the part where Lance is... flirting? With him??

[tomminowrites]

Chapter 1 | Restraints+Leverage

“But for now, I want you to tell me the location of Phoenix’s California safehouses,” Murdoc says. “Speak up, cowboy.”

“Well I'd like a medium rare steak, but we can’t always get what we want," Jack immediately snarks. “How ‘bout you take a long walk off a short pier?” Mac tenses for the retaliation that’s sure to answer.

But instead of getting mad or lashing out, Murdoc just smiles. “I was hoping you’d say that.”

And then he turns on Mac.

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This time, Murdoc takes them both. When the assassin needs information, he knows that the best way to get Jack to talk… is hurting Mac.

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