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pennylanewrites · 3 years

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I got seven different asks about the College AU so here are some headcanons I have about them! (imagine aiura is in the picture I couldn’t find a good one with all of them)

I definitely didn’t mean to make this so long but I can’t help it I love them all so much<3

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Saiki Kusuo

→ marine!!!biology!!!major!!!!!!!!

→ doesn’t need to study but he still does bc he finds marine life so fascinating

→ read all of his textbooks on the first day bc he was so excited eeeek

→ always wears his germanium ring in class so he can stay hashtag focused

→ him and aiura have to bail toritsuka(didn’t go to college) out of jail once a month

→ speaking of aiura, she somehow has convinced him to go on a date on five different occasions

→ i think after high-school he realised he didn’t mind a kind of casual not-relationship with her

→ lets her hug him to greet him and sometimes he hugs back bc college boys stare a lot and he is just worried for her okay?

→ maybe I’m just projecting bc I kin aiura

→ does not go to parties unless he absolutely has to

→ if he does go to a party he’ll drink something quietly in a corner, just watching the crowd

→ a perv laced Teruhashi’s drink and almost lured her up the stairs so of fucking course Kusuo sprinted to help her, holding her on the way home bc men are drawn to her like bees to honey

→ she didn’t let him live it down ever

→ he rented a studio apartment and keeps it super clean, minimum clutter but enough to look lived in

→ cooks amazing food that Nendo smells from upstairs and next thing you know, they’re all bringing chairs to Kusuo’s apartment and have dinner

→ nothing excuses the fact he makes at least eight servings every time–

→ such a dad to everyone honestly

→ usually studies at a library or teleports back home if there’s a big test

→ mrs. saiki was banned from visiting every two days but she still ends up there somehow

→ not that he minds bc he’s the biggest mama’s boy ever

→ probably graduates a year early

→ doesn’t move away even though he got a job at the aquarium at the other side of the city help–

Kaidou Shun

→ fine arts major you can NOT change my mind

→ doesn’t do good in theoretical subjects but mans can draw some good bowls of fruit

→ wears those stained from the paints t-shirts all the time bc ‘no they’re not dirty it’s art!’

→ him and aren have small designated spaces in their apartment so they can focus on their hobbies/studying

→ his corner at the living room has newspapers on the floor to protect it from the splattering paint, some canvases propped up on the wall and a lot of unfinished projects

→ hides all of them when Nendou comes over

→ can not cook or clean to save his life

→ so he calls his mum to help clean up when Aren is at work

→ got over his 8th grader syndrome at some point

→ still wears red bandages bc he’s edgy

→ volunteers at the neighborhood exhibit centre

→ got asked to showcase his own works for a night and hasn’t shut up about it since

→ goes to yumehara for relationship advice and braids her hair as a thank you

→ couples sleepovers with Yumehara and Teruhashi (yes they’re dating shut up)

→ always makes something for Aren at special occasions (birthdays, anniversaries etc)

→ at first he went back home every saturday bc he missed his family :(

→ Aren helps him get over it though!!!!

Nendou Riki

→ got in on a sports scholarship

→ we already know he couldn’t be accepted in a college otherwise

→ in the chiropractic major bc he wants to be one of those athlete doctors

→ has failed way too many exams and classes

→ Hairo helps him so much though!!!

→ the last one in the group to graduate but somehow gets a job first (excluding Saiki)

→ him and hairo get up at 5 am for jogging or to hit the gym

→ and then he goes and gets noodles bc ‘if noodles aren’t for breakfast why do shops open at 6 am?’

→ hasn’t stepped foot in class in months

→ he gets decent grades after failing the first semester and it’s totally not Saiki’s doing

→ he ends up signing up for way too many clubs

→ attends all of the meetings and has so many friends through them

→ I would be his friend too in college honestly

→ a fraternity wanted to get him bc he’s so good at sports

→ he declined bc he does not understand how fraternities even work

→ is the life of EVERY SINGLE PARTY change my mind you can’t

→ whatever you do don’t imagine nendo surprising his boyfriend with flowers after every practice

→ *dies cutely*

Kuboyasu Aren

→ SOCIOLOGY MAJOR

→ idk I just think he would enjoy Marx’s Capital

→ debate club? hell yeah

→ gets in philosophical conversations at the school yard for HOURS

→ kaidou has to drag him away

→ only shops at thrift stores and makes coffee at home bc “capitalism is not accepted in this household”

→ rides his motorcycle to college even though he lives five minutes away

→ grew his hair out in a mullet again and he looks *chef’s kiss*

→ thought he would be moving too fast if he asked Kaidou to rent an apartment together

→ aiura convinced him it was fine

→ cooks kaidou’s favorite foods every day

→ participates in student rallies, human rights protests etc etc

→ comes home with bruises and kaidou thinks he looks so hot but still yells at him

→ Aren’s favorite place to study is his balcony or at a coffee shop

→ always with kaidou! cute boyfriends who do everything together!!

→ gets so drunk when they go out

→ drunk karaoke with kokomi yes yes yes

Hairo Kineshi

→ did someone say Athletic Training?

→ does every single sport and is amazing at it

→ will cheer for his bf if they have a game at the same time though

→ it was his idea to move in together bc ‘hey we’ve been dating for three years now might as well’

→ volunteers at a nearby elementary as a coach for the kids

→ SO GOOD WITH KIDS

→ wants to be a P.E. Teacher and he’s going to be great at it

→ does everything he can at campus

→ helping random clubs, making posters, cleaning up the hallways, helping the cheer squad with their new routine

→ dances ballet as a hobby even though he’s so good at it that he could be a professional

→ makes everything a competition with Nendo so they never get bored

→ once made everyone get up to jog with them and they ended up sleeping on random benches while Hairo and Nendo were halfway across town

→ will punch someone if he sees them catcalling a girl

→ doesn’t drink at all and eats super healthy

→ designated driver for the group’s outings downtown

Aiura Mikoto

→ THEATER MAJOR

→ is so good at stage acting it’s unreal

→ lands the lead role almost every time

→ is also an amazing singer so she gets great roles in musicals as well

→ doesn’t have to get a job bc she gets all her money from doing readings on campus

→ gets coffees and pastries from all the coffee shops around campus and sits Kusuo down so he can taste them

→ they have a little taste-testing date in his apartment until they decide none of them are as good as the ones at Cafe Mami

→ she totally doesn’t make him teleport there every morning and he totally doesn’t listen to her

→ moved in with chiyo bc they wanted a nice place that they couldn’t afford on their own

→ teruhashi told them to move in with her but they already loved their little place

→ aiura’s bedroom is the most comfortable and cozy room ever

→ their apartment is also the hang out spot for the group bc it’s just so homey

→ hangs out with her theatre group a lot, especially after class

→ they can’t compare to her friends though:(

→ everyone goes to her when they’re worried and she loves it bc she’s the mummy of the group

→ she makes everyone coffee and their comfort food before big exams:)

Yumehara Chiyo

→ psychology major one thousand percent

→ you know how they say that people choose psychology bc they don’t know what major they want?

→ that’s exactly what happened except she fell in love with it immediately

→ such a good student!!!

→ always does her assignments on time and still manages to have a social life

→ teruhashi asked her out at the end of their first semester and that’s the first time chiyo missed a deadline

→ practically lives with teruhashi, insisting it’s just to leave aiura alone

→ she’s just IN LOVE OKAY?????

→ would want to be a sorority girl at first

→ changed her mind when she realized how much shit they all talked

→ her and kaidou drink wine and talk about their relationships and studies

→ she’s so sleep deprived it’s unreal

→ she doesn’t need sleep anymore though

→ coffee is her best friend

→ makes asks Aiura for readings twice a week

→ brings all her psychology friends home and they analyze their textbooks

→ once she got the hang of it, she decided to examine Kusuo

→ she told him he needs actual medical evaluation

→ he almost threw her out the window when she offered some Xanax for his nerves

→ chiyo is a neat freak one hundred percent

→ hates when Aiura throws everything on the floor, but she loves cleaning

→ opens her own office after school

Teruhashi Kokomi

→ PRE-MED

→ lesbian doctor :)

→ just wanted to get away from her perv brother at first

→ she always wanted to be a doctor though, preferably a neurosurgeon

→ she’s super duper smart and hates when she gets good grades bc of her good looks:(

→ makes it her goal to show her professors that she’s more than a beautiful girl

→ hasn’t failed a single exam

→ helps everyone with their studies even though she’s drowning in work

→ drops the perfect girl image at college and decides she should try and aim for something normal

→ gets invited to every single party

→ in a knitting club bc it would get disbanded without one more member

→ knits!!!matching!!!sweaters!!!for all of her friends!!!

→ asked Chiyopipi out while drunk

→ never regretted it though

→ her and aren get so drunk when they go out with the group

→ it’s honestly unreal how much they can drink before passing out

→ has to get carried home

→ wakes up after getting drunk and runs to her class before remembering it’s Sunday

→ her penthouse has the perfect view of the sunset and sunrise and is all she could ask for in life

→ does get lonely so she’s practically living with Chiyo and Aiura

→ once she realized she didn’t like boys she made it her goal to get Saiki and Aiura together

→ people wonder how she has so much time to play matchmaker and volunteer while she’s in premed

→ does her internship at a hospital

→ ends up working there as a neurosurgeon after her Doctorate degree

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jjuzoir · 4 years

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So your requests are open, huh? ❤️ 😏.. I'M KIDDING I'M A SHY BEAN ACTUALLY PLEASE IM BEGGING FOR KAZUNARI DATING HEADCANONS BC I ABSOLUTELY LOVE THIS MAN 😭😭😭❤️❤️ I loved your previous hcs and just couldn't resist asking for one!

Request:

A/N: oh my ;; you’re so sweet please 😳😳 Honety, at the very beginning i had a hard time but the more i wrote the more i enjoyed kazunari so thank you for helping me learn to enjoy a new character!

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To Date Kazunari Miyoshi:

- So you want to date the local Instablammer huh?

- I don’t blame you, he makes me all gooey inside too.

- You two probably met at Uni or because you went to his school’s festival bcs one of your friends invited you.

- Let’s go with the latter, you probably saw one of his pieces and were in awe at how beautifully he managed to capture the old Japanese painting style.

- So when this mullet-hat-wearing man-child came out speaking in ridiculous amount of slang you didn’t believe him.

- Until your friend confirmed it much to your amazement; this walking stereotype of social media addicted millennial made such a beautiful piece?

- Kazu thought your surprised reaction was cute so… he asked to draw you over a coffee date.

- And man were you embarrassed, like;; control yourself Miyoshi you just met them don’t try anything weird.

- Your friend accepts for you and helped you exchange numbers since you were too shocked he asked you out, after you went back home you kinda realized he was really damn cute.

- And after getting to know each other on that date you set up another one, and another one, and another-

- And suddenly you two are dating! It wasn’t like you actually had to ask each other out- it was a mutual understanding after your twelfth date that you kind of liked each other… a lot.

- He’s such a darling, he’s always trying his best to make you happy and he’s always so shocked when you go out of your way to make him happy.

- He just really enjoys seeing you smile and not worry about anything.

- The whole dorm was surprised when they found out Kazunari was dating you, they honestly thought he was just seeing many people in a row.

- So when he presented you as his s/o everyone’s jaws just dropped.

- “I can’t believe Kazunari got a s/o before me…”

- “Kind of thought he was just juggling many blind dates or somethin’.”

- After the initial shock (and jealousy of some) you’re part of the Mankai family.

- Miyoshi really enjoys having you around, even if you’re not actively in the practice room- wait for him in his bedroom and he’s gonna be smiling non-stop.

- Seeing you support him gives him such an adrenaline rush and fills him up with so much love and appreciation that not even his Instablam likes could compare to it.

- You’re basically his number one cheerleader and supporter.

- Loves showing you off so much, his feed is basically him gushing about you now.

- “My s/o’s really cute!!! I’m so lucky 😖😖”

- You’re now Insta famous so if I were you I’d set your account private.

- He also really likes showing off his art to you, so get ready for him to wake you up at 2am with a picture of Muku sleeping and drooling.

- Is really self-critical though, there are times he really hates what he’s producing; it’s something all artists (writers, painters, sculptors, etc) go through sometimes.

- That and his fear of being rejected have days where they really hit too hard for him, so please comfort him when those days inevitably come.

- Fighting is a normal part of a relationship, so get ready for arguments with Kazu.

- They come very rarely but when they do, he has a lot of pent up frustration he lets out.

- He’ll rarely ever insult you or threaten you, and neither should you and I trust you won’t, but he will be harsh and rather hurtful sometimes.

- Fights can last up to a week until you both settle down, probably forgetting why you fought in the first place.

- Unlike some he doesn’t really expect you to constantly be present during practices.

- Because you spend a lot of time waiting in his room, you become an older sister to Muku!

- And Yuki kind of adopts you as another older sister.

- Yuki often comes to Miyoshi’s room to spend time with you and Muku.

- And Muku loves reading manga with you.

- Kazunari’s favorite part of the day is coming inside his room to see you three huddled together watching the anime adaptation of one of Muku’s manga.

- Overall? A relationship with Kazunari is as easy as breathing.

- He really enjoys being around you and holding you tight and having you around as his personal cheerleader.

- And that’s what any healthy relationship should be, a place for two people to help each other grow and learn and be in love.

- So keep on cheering for each other, alright?

#A3!#A3 #act addict actors #a3 kazunari #kazunari miyoshi #kazunari x reader #kazunari miyoshi x reader #anon request #requests #( eeekkkk this one is kinda short actually TT but y’all can always request more dating hc’s ! )#—🎀 a3!!#—📨 request #—✒️ sora’s scripts

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dottie-wan-kenobi · 4 years

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Kory! And Dick if you want to!!

!!!!!! yes yes I do!

Kory:

1: sexuality headcanon: I think she’s pansexual too!!! idk how it would work on Tamaran but on earth, her feelings/experiences don’t change dependent on gender2: otp: DICKKORY!!! look when I say DickRoy are meant for each other, I mean that, but Kory and Dick are foils!!! she’s the flamebird to his nightwing!!!!! they’re so healthy, sweet, tender, caring, comfortable, just a million other things that make me love them so much. they’re seriously one of DC’s best ships EVER. very few ships can top this one. they’re such good friends and really love and care for each other even when not together, and I adore that. ugh I’m gonna cry kdsjfhdskah3: brotp: DonnaKory, RoyKory, VicKory, JasonKory. All but the last are also ships of hers that I like too, but I prefer them mostly as friends?? she and Donna are just the most badass, cutest ladies in the world. her and Roy tease each other and have such a great sense of respect between them. she and Jason can be really fun together!! Kory and Vic mean the entire fucking world to me tho, listen. LISTEN. I’m going to write a fic of them bc @zitkaplushie and I were talking today abt how Vic has his insecurities about his robot parts, and then there’s Kory who is so obviously Other but so comfortable with herself??? and he’s like, proud of her, but also being around her makes him feel more at ease with himself. Also they’re so fucking sweet I’m going to cry?????? always teasing each other, playing around, sparring bc they (and Donna) are the Strong(tm) ones. plus I think u said it, Tyler, TALL GANG!!!4: notp: Jason/Kory. I like them as friends and that’s IT. any attraction between them in a world where Kory has history with Dick feels icky and weird and like the writer either hates Jason, Kory, or Dick, or all three! 5: first headcanon that pops into my head: she tries to cook and almost burns the house down, so after some experimenting, she learns the best place to cook is on the grill on the edge of her garden. this is esp at first!! eventually I think she gets better, but she still prefers there bc it’s so peaceful and calming and the smell of her flowers helps her focus on not burning everything lmao6: favorite line from this character: “I said I'd never let them beat me. They never did... and they never will!” 7: one way in which I relate to this character: TIRED OF GARFIELD LOGAN’S BULLSHIT8: thing that gives me second hand embarrassment about this character: this isn’t her fault but I hate how she reacted to the Mirage and Dick thing. like,,,, considering everything she’s been thru, reacting like that is just nonsensical and annoying and insulting9: cinnamon roll or problematic fave?

Dick:

1: sexuality headcanon: I think he’s bi, so like it does feel kinda different based on the gender of the person, and he’s canon demisexual, Action Comics said so2: otp: I have literally never had so many ships for one character before. DickKory, DickRoy, DickJoey, Dick/Wally/Artemis from yj, Dick/Kory/Roy, ummm I’m forgetting some dsjfshdak I love DickVic and DickGarth and DickShawn is fun, and DickTiger is amazing, and Dick/Bea could be so great if it was Dick, not Ric. but Dick is monogamous??? so almost none of these can exist at once??? do u see my problem dskjfhdshfdkshfskjajh3: brotp: Alfred! I adore their relationship and I think it’s so fun to explore it. they kind of have this father&son relationship, but also grandpa&grandson, and they’re friends too??? and they would kill for each other, I just know it4: notp: b/tc/st but also d/ckb/bs like I cannot even stomach that ship!!! they are so wrong for each other it’s incredible! and Babs is a lesbian!!!!5: first headcanon that pops into my head: he loves his kids so. fucking. much. like he is seriously one of the best dads ever. he draws from Bruce, both what B did and didn’t do, and also esp from Roy and Wally. he tries not to think about his own parents but sometimes he wonders if they would be proud of the way he’s raising his own kids. which also,,,, the Flying Graysons will live again mark my freaking words6: favorite line from this character: oh god there are so many good ones but let’s go w this: “My name's Nightwing! I may not be the gent you were expecting, but let me assure you... like him, I'm the stuff of nightmares. So don't get stupid! If you play it cool, you may walk away from here with all your teeth.”7: one way in which I relate to this character: *slamming the repression button until it jams forever*8: thing that gives me second hand embarrassment about this character: the mullet. listen. idc, I hate it. it’s ugly, it’s awful. all of his long hair is. I don’t judge others for liking it but I will never ever ever be able to look at his freaking ponytail without cringing9: cinnamon roll or problematic fave?

#tysmmmm this was fun!!#koriand'r #dick grayson #dc #asks #ask games #dukethvmas

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freewheelshippin · 4 years

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30 utapri questions!

Thanks @dekiaibadchoices for the tag, this was an awesome way to wind down after a ton of nonstop busy busy busy!!! (and thanks for tagging this blog vs the general utapri one so i can REALLY gush LOL) Here’s the OG meme!

1. Your best boy?

BANANAMAN RAN WHO ELSE

2. Your least favorite boy?

“least favorite” implies dislike which...not true! truthfully it’s much of HEAVENS by nature of ‘I haven’t spent as much time getting to know these characters so I don’t really know who they are.’ (though I already know I love to go for drinks and snacks with Van hehe) i do like all of HEAVENS quite a bit from what i’ve seen so far but that affection has not had time to ripen!

3. A character that you never thought you would love as much as you do now?

mnmnj ranran tbh

4. A character you can relate to in any way?

I can’t answer everything with Ranmaru but like. His ambition, straightforwardness, and how the soul and spirit of music motivate him to move forward beyond a tough past are things I same hat so much ;; But HONESTLY I also relate a lot to Masa and Tokiya, especially in their moments of self-doubt and dramatic commitment to to their art?

5. A character that you think deserves more love?

Oh, Cecil, without a doubt. He’s such a resilient, committed, and open-hearted cutie and gets really shafted by canon tbh. Which makes it harder for everyone to see what a great boy this sweetie is! But I appreciate how Shining Live has given him some room to have really cute and standout moments so everyone can love him more but okay like, give me more Ceci and Ran palling around I love him most when they’re up to shenanigans

6. A character you would want as your partner?

well we’re posting this fuckin here so you all fuckin know (im very embarrass rn i can barely say it lmao)

(for the record i would also very much like to be friends with reiji and syo, they are cool people i think i’d get along with! and i know myself, if i knew otoya or masato IRL i’d just be like ‘well. that’s my son now’ and basically appoint myself their tough big sis-type-friend lookin out for them lol)

7. A character you would want as your mentor/senpai?

I would swallow a pinecone before I called him ‘onii-san’ but teach me how to network kotobuki-senpai

(No, like, forreal, I suck so, so bad at a ton of stuff Reiji is aces at, and I respect the hell out of his *waves* general everything and skilll navigating the industry. Since I’m a goofy, jokey, overenthusiastic teacher for work a lot it’d be nice to be on the receiving end of all that energy! and be a fucking decent kouhai that isn’t so horribly unappreciative of all his hard work and good cheer )

8. Your favorite ship?

shut your whore mouth i dont have the marbles to write it out

(tbh it’s also Haru/Tomo, I just feel so much more romantic chemistry between those two than Haru and any of the boys u___u Friends’ selfship stuff goes without saying, haha, and ngl I’m kind of About a Ren/Van rivalry hatemance? can i call it a kismesis thing? it’s a kismesis thing.)

(actually no I think I’m just a member of the “Ren Fucks and sometimes it’s Hatesex” club)

9. A character that you want to cosplay/have already cosplayed?

I had plans to cosplay Ranmaru a couple months ago bc it’s really not much of a stretch for my wardrobe, haha, but I dunno about that anymore! Part of it was wanting the Euphoria of looking like a tough, twunky, princely anime character but tbqh I’m already that every day of my life so

I suppose if you were to pull my leg I’d go for cosplaying Van, mostly because I wanna try that mullet on for myself.

10. Favorite side character?

TOMO!! LOVE U BITCH WHEN WILL I HEAR U SINGGGGGG

11. Your favorite solo song?

god this is horrible how can I decide??? so many good ones??? I think it’s a draw between Top Star Revolution, No. 1, Brand New Melody, Wild Soul, Seien Brave Heart, and Junketsu Nara Ai ~Aspiration~ ???

12. Your favorite duet song?

HMMMMM again too many good ones. Three-way tie between Haru Hana, NorthWind and SunShine, and Original Resonance!

13. Your favorite trio song?

Ahhh Dream More than Love is really nostalgic bc it’s the first Utapri song I really loved, but i gotta be real. It’s just Egoistic. There’s just no getting better than Egoistic

14. Your favorite group song?

mmmm i’m be basic. Poison Kiss

15. Your least favorite song?

I love Ai and Shouta Aoi’s incredible voice but......I’m really not a fan of super slow, overly-saccharine songs. u__u so A.I. really, really doesn’t land with me, much less so than easygoing (like Knocking on the Mind) or somber (like Winter Blossom) songs.

16. Your favorite singer?

ranran...it’s always ranran...

(I do also adore Natsuki’s and Camus’s voices! I tend to like deeper, richer vocal qualities, but you just can’t beat Ranmaru’s subtle growls and high-energy rock!!!! <3)

17. Your favorite group/trio/duo?

god what combo of these idiots DONT i love? I could watch Reiji prank and tease Ranmaru all fuckin day, and I also really like it when Ran’s at his most ‘tuff big bro-y’ with, like, Ai, Otoya, and Cecil!!! but honestly I do like how the Ran/Masa/Ren trio isn’t so straightforward and is more or less held together by a thin string of professionalism, there’s something i appreciate about not forcing ppl to just bury the hatchet and be Perfect Friends but you all can still care about each other? (Ranmaru needs to be nicer to them still but...)

i need to suggest one that isn’t ranmaru centric fjdsioafjsa i fuckin love Soccer Buds (otosyo) and I loooooove it when Otoya and Cecil are good to each other!!!

18. Your favorite member of Starish?

they’re all my favorite but if you REALLY had to make me pick.....Masato, probably, haha. I just...if you take yourself too seriously and care so much about everything but still know how to be Nasty how can I not love you???

19. Your favorite member of Quartet Night?

what do you fuckin think, hoss

20. Your favorite member of Heavens?

I mentioned earlier I don’t really know Heavens well, so ofc this is all liable to change! But off the bat I love what a conniving yet wholesome bastard Eiichi is and Van is just the kinda guy I would rib and pal around with IRL!!

21. Your favorite seiyuu/voice actor?

Ahhh that’s tough! I love all these goofbags, and Tattsun really is just so cool and makes music I’m pretty about. But I think I gotta give it to Suwabe, his performances are always so him but still pretty varied, and how can you not adore a man who loves his chihuahuas that much???

(if i’m being 100% honest Tattsun lost points bc he voices my absolute least favorite character in granblue ffjsfjisda)

22. Favorite Drama CD?

HMMMMMMM see as a certified Giant Tool for Everything Mecha and silly and extra, I enjoyed the hell out of Polaris, but it really suffers from a lack of Ranmaru in my humble fuckin opinion lmao. So even though I’m not one for pirate stuff most of the time, I gotta give it to Pirates of the Frontier!! I really loved Ranmaru and Otoya’s dynamic in that one, and Camus was juuuuust the right amount of shitheel, too.

I haven’t heard the whole thing but that thing from Egoistic where Natsuki squeezes Ranmaru to death and Eiichi’s just like ‘WUAHAHAHAHAH’ is also the mcfuckin best.

23. Your favorite shining live card?

CAN’T PICK

HOW COULD I POSSIBLY PICK?????????? LIKE??? I love the fucking dumb, dumb, dumb ostentatiousness of Evil Villains, I LOVE a good heel, and I also worked so so hard to t1 that event and had a lot of fun doing it!! But also, I just love his big smile and all the energy and mixed prints from Fortune and Prosperity, and it was literally the first time I ever got the exact card I was rolling for in a gacha on the last pull I had left!! (He also came home during a time I was really going through some shit, and ngl it rescued me a little bit!) but AHHHH Soulful Bass also came out right around my birthday, I love all the textures in the outfit and it’s generally the most My Aesthetique thing Utapri has ever released!!! And god, I just love it when he’s so confident and in his element like this, it sets me on FIRE to see him light up the stage wurghjgfj ;___; They all make me just want to HUG SO MUCH ARGGHHHHH

24. Your favorite song beatmap?

Ahhh I think Shining Live really has great beatmaps across the board so that’s a tough pick! Almost all of them are super fun in their own way, but I think I gotta hand it to Wild Soul, Top Star Revolution, and Innocent Wind!

25. Your least favorite song beatmap?

A.I. u__u Sorry, Ai...it’s just not fun for me.

26. Black Deja Vu or White Gravity?

Actually I’m really glad for this question bc I’ve been so busy lately I hadn’t given myself the time to really check them out! checking .........

and yep. Black Deja Vu. (I mean...Ranmaru is on it, haha.) But I’m so about this. Love this heavier sound and all these harmonies, this is so juicy. (White Gravity also absolutely kicks ass though!! I’m really liking that voice group, it’s making especially good use of those higher registers!)

27. Utapri merch that you own/want?

Honestly I don’t have much u__u Not a lot of Utapri merch is my thing...you know? I’m mostly shopping for Ran merch if I’m getting any, but I’m very picky about how he gets drawn? Keeping his toughness and a particular clothing style about him is so essential, haha, and barely anything hits that sweet spot for me. But I will say I adored the whole ‘My Favorite Things’ series, and if I had the budget and space atm I’d love to get some of the Ran goodies from that line!

28. How did you get into Utapri?

I first heard about it through some acquaintances from cosplay before Quartet Night was a thing. It didn’t appeal enough to my heavy metal ass to make me drop everything and try it, but I did have an interest in it I couldn’t explain and I’d always intended on trying it out. (especially after I got into Love Live and idol anime for a bit.) But it was Shining Live that got me! And I really only downloaded Shining Live because I was super exhausted after a business trip, didn’t want to leave bed once I got back home, and just wanted to sink my teeth in something new I could enjoy for hours while lying down, haha.

29. A set theme in shining live that you want to see in the future?

This will surprise nobody, but something tougher. More rock, more punk, more metal. I want all of them in studs and spikes and leather, and I want less polish. More rough!

I’d also love a wrestler set complete with who’s-a-heel-who’s-a-face but that’s a pipe dream and a half, lmao.

30. Why do you love your best boy?

Oh boy.

I think he’s this powerhouse of a human bean who can face a ton of pain and meet it with a big middle finger. And that middle finger is chasing after ambitious dreams, of spreading the power and soul of the same music that made me who I am and influences so much of my work, but also being ... you know, smart about it? He’s an idol because like, sure, maybe it’s not the OG dream, but you can’t dream if you’re dead, and you also deserve to give yourself a life and platform to share some of who you are, and you can do a lot of good with that, too. (And I won’t lie, I respect the drama of a man who takes his hair that seriously and commits so hard to the aesthetic he wears fuckin mismatched contacts i just. charm point )

But at the same time....I don’t know, this might sound presumptuous, but. I think. I just think he’d think I’m as neat as I think he is. I’m an ambitious, passionate person, too, and I also furiously stick to my ideals, and I also love the same kind of soul of music he does. I lean a little more metal than I do rock, but I think that’s nice, like sharing it has that ‘alike but different’ kind of familiarity and novelty all at once. Sometimes it’s tough sharing just how deeply rock and metal have sculpted me and my artwork (and therefore my career), bc it’s so deeply personal to me, and sometimes there’s weird elitism/misogyny/racism to deal with, too. But. The way he talks about rock, the way he describes the passion and how it transcends identity and is just a pure rush of power and sharing your feelings..................it just feels like he Gets it the same way I do. Just that unspoken, burning passion and understanding. I know it sounds weird to feel that strongly over just a music genre, but I just vibe with how to him, it really isn’t ‘just’ a music genre. I feel more accepting of myself for it, and I’d like to think he’d be real proud of himself for that.

And listen, like....I’m very sentimental, but I really don’t like saccharine, flowery, romantic kinds of affection to be lavished on me. Just be straightforward but also a little tsun about it fjdsjfas and ..... those are the kind of feelings I can accept. And that’s the way Ranmaru is, and it’s also grounded in the kind of reality that I don’t like to be swept away from. He’s just so cool and hardworking and unwavering in his passion, it makes it easier for me to do the same despite all the bumps in the road. This got real long but Ran’s a cool dude, haha, I got a lot of positives to say.

Anyways, I never tag folks for these things, but I love seeing everyone’s answers! If you see this and wanna fill it, feel free to count this as a tag from me :) I know this got real long, but with 30 questions how could it not haha? Thanks for reading and sticking around!

#iron maiden & rocka rolla #memery #long post

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softshelltaakos · 5 years

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what’s up everybody! it’s time for part 2 of my taz graphic novel review.

part one covered (most of) my beef with the writing and storytelling choices. this part is gonna cover character designs!!! you should know going into this that my opinions are not positive. this post is also a lot less analytical in tone than part 1, because art is not my forte.

disclaimer: i love the mcelroys. i truly do. taz has gotten me through some very difficult stuff and i have a tattoo. all this to say i’m not doing this because i hate them or because i like hating things. if you feel the need to message me about how i am overreacting, specifically to green taako, or about how i should just calm down and ignore it, or about how it’s sad that i’m getting so worked up instead of just enjoying the show, i’ve heard it and i don’t care. you will not be taken seriously. save yourself the energy.

there are spoilers for the graphic novel under the cut.

alright. i’m getting the elephant in the room out of the way first because it’s the most important thing to address, and once it’s out of my system i’ll feel better goofing on the rest of the designs. as i mentioned in the disclaimer: Green Taako Is Bad.

[ID: a panel focusing on taako. he’s skinny and minty green with chin-length light blonde hair and a big, pointy nose.]

now, a lot of people have made posts about this before, and i’m not saying anything new about it by any means. i’m also not the most equipped person to talk about why green taako is bad, because i’m a white gentile (i’ve heard conflicting opinions on whether or not green taako is antisemitic, but it feels remiss not to mention that there’s been discussion) and therefore not part of any groups affected by this whole debacle, but in short: when pressed for more diversity, specifically in taako’s case as a pretty large chunk of his arc involves literally inventing a mexican cultural food (fun note: that’s never mentioned in this book,) carey pietsch decided he should be green and the mcelroys were down with it. this is not an issue that cropped up when this design was released; it was something that there was already a ton of discourse surrounding, and it should never have gotten concepts drawn, let alone made it to publish.

this article by natt cuesta has been linked before on the subject, and i think it’s a good, concise explanation of why green taako is bad as well as why aracial characters in general are bad. this is a racist design.

now that we’ve gotten those ethical ramifications out of the way... i’m sorry, but it’s an ugly design, lmao. he looks like a palette-swapped version of pearl from steven universe with less character. the ONLY thing about this design that i like is the prominent lower lashes, if only because they’re the only thing that keeps him from looking entirely generic. because, like, y’all, when has anything about taako been generic?

[ID: a panel focusing on magnus. he’s a muscular fair-skinned man with auburn hair, a bushy beard, and a scar over his left eye.]

generic is a word that’s going to come up a lot over the course of this review, because i genuinely can’t think of a more apt descriptor for pietsch’s designs. it feels like she went with the lowest common denominator of every character’s design, a synthesis of all of the most popular (and most boring) ones, except in instances where that would lend any personality to a character’s design. magnus fits what brief description we’re given in the podcast: auburn hair. beard. big. and i guess that’s all you need?

i understand that by appealing to the most common and basic designs for these characters you’re inviting a lot less ire than you might by going with something more individual, so i get the motivation behind it -- or i would, if her designs hadn’t always been about this dull. but it’s bizarre to me that in a story as unique as the balance campaign, we ended up with the most basic ass Fantasy Hero lookin’ dude in the world as one of our protagonists.

i just really don’t have a lot to say about this. i’m just bored by it.

[ID: a panel of merle. he has medium-dark skin with a smooth white bun and beard.]

merle is simultaneously the design i like most out of the boys and the one that throws me the most, because i feel like he’s the most out on a limb one. which... oof. most merle designs i see give him a floral motif (i guess he has a few petals in his hair, maybe?) and big coke-bottle glasses, and i miss those things with this design, but at least it doesn’t totally feel like pietsch threw every merle she could get her hands on into a blender and poured it out on a page, although honestly, that might have been more satisfying. people do some really fun shit with their merle designs, but again, he’s. generic.

as the cuesta article mentions, with how much of an issue it was to get any of the boys to be poc in the first place and in conjunction with minty up there, this design also feels like tokenism -- an appeasement rather than an honest attempt at diversity or god forbid because the artist actually headcanons merle as a person of color. personally, i wish that she’d gone a step beyond re-coloring his skin and idk given him a natural hairstyle or something. he still feels very much like a recolor to me rather than a character who was designed as a person of color from the beginning.

i feel like he looks more like a cleric than he looks like a merle, which i feel like is pretty contradictory to who merle is.

[ID: a cutaway showing griffin, a white man with brown hair and glasses wearing a collared shirt.]

i’ve said before that it feels a little odd to talk about her design of a real person, so i’ll keep this brief, but... you know how every drawing of a basic white dude looks a little bit like griffin mcelroy? you know how that one arthur character looks a little bit like griffin mcelroy? you know how everyone is constantly messaging mysillycomics about how her avatar looks like griffin mcelroy?

how did carey pietsch manage to actively attempt to draw griffin mcelroy and miss the mark? it boggles the mind. he doesn’t not look like griffin, i guess, but he doesn’t look like griffin, either. i don’t know, man

[ID: a generic gerblin. he has yellowy-green skin, slight tusks or fangs, and weird, nubby little horn-type things.]

i hate these gerblins. they are ugly. next

[ID: two images of klaarg/g’nash. he’s a bugbear with brown fur and yellow eyes as well as a mouth full of pointy teeth. in the first image he looks pissed off; in the second he’s starry-eyed and delighted.]

klaarg is probably my favorite design in the book, and that’s just because he looks like a cute dog for most of the time he’s on the page. he’s fluffy and i love klaarg anyway, so like. did not take a lot to reach this mark. especially considering how i feel about most of the other designs lmfao

i do definitely think he keeps up the trend of looking generic, though.

[ID: an image of barry bluejeans. he looks like tom arnold, kind of; he’s square-jawed and white with thick-rimmed glasses. he also has a light brown mullet.]

i hate this. i hate the mullet. i’m sorry, y’all, i really, truly, cannot stand the mullet. i don’t feel like barry has mullet energy. i feel like it’s too powerful a move for him. it wouldn’t be a good move, mind you, but it would be a big one. i don’t know y’all it’s just bad

[ID: an image of killian. she’s a green-skinned orc woman with prominent eyelashes, eyebrows, and tusks, and straight brown hair.]

i can’t have been the only one who was hoping for a badass, visibly muscular, maybe even butch killian design, right? that wasn’t just me being a big old lesbian, that’s a pretty common theme of killian designs? i guess kudos for going out on a limb again, but then, like, take the kudos back for going out on the most boring limb possible again. i could hang with the face if her hair wasn’t so boring, but it’s... it’s so boring

[ID: an image of magic brian. he’s a drow with long white hair and an oblong face and oddly shaped nose.]

for how many of her designs are syntheses of popular ones, i..... don’t understand how this happened. i don’t understand how whimiscal and flamboyant magic brian who’s often drawn as taako-but-a-goth-dark-elf ended up looking like this. he looks like he used to play football and got his nose busted up and peaked in fantasy high school. he looks like the first quarter of a monster factory video where the thing’s just ugly but doesn’t have a personality or any endearing traits yet. he didn’t have to be the goth twink we all know he is but what.......... is this

[ID: an image of gundren rockseeker/bogard. he’s a light-skinned dwarf with dark long hair and a matching beard.]

..........listen i know they’re cousins and distant cousins at that but all of merle’s cousins are light-skinned and, like, not to say that that can’t happen but having them be anywhere near merle’s skin tone would’ve been such an easy way to help bolster the obviously inaccurate idea that this is a work concerned with diverse character designs, or rather to help ppl claim it was being bolstered, and yet

[ID: avi, a fair-skinned man with long dark hair kept up in a ponytail and slight scruff on his face.]

i feel like maybe avi is intended to be east asian so i think at this point that brings the count up to a whole two characters of color. we’re almost done with the book. cool. he’s cute, i guess, but guess what word i’m about to say again (it’s generic)

[ID: a panel of several unnamed cameo characters. from right to left: carey fangbattle, a light blue dragonborn; brad bradson, a green orc man with a long brown ponytail; and presumably lucas miller, a tan human with glasses and dark hair.]

ok. deep breaths.

first off, there’s another panel w these three as well as boyland, who looks fine, but i didn’t grab that one bc it’s harder to make out detail. carey is cute. brad is fine.

i assume the third guy is lucas miller because i’m not entirely sure who else he would be, and... oof! as you may know i can’t stand lucas miller, which has nothing to do with his necromancy or nerdiness and everything to do with the various human rights violations he commits in the small time he’s got focus as well as the fact that he’s got a theoretical redemption arc that’s not actually an arc so much as us being told he’s better now. lucas is an entitled jackass who repeatedly uses other people’s bodies and minds without their consent, from the obvious offense of using the bugbears as brainwashed chore-doers (read: slaves) to the less-oft discussed dragging of noelle and others out of the astral plane into robot bodies, again to do his chores for him. because of this, it has always sat very uncomfortably with me when people make lucas a poc, because everything about him screams Shitty White Nerd Boy to me. it sits extra uncomfortably coming from carey pietsch, given how white all of her other designs are.

it’s a little hard to tell because i took all these pics with my phone camera in my room’s lighting so they’re not super high fidelity or anything, but pietsch’s lucas is noticeably darker than any other character we’ve seen so far save merle. maybe he’s just a white guy with a tan, but all the same, it strikes me as incredibly skeevy to have one of so few characters of color be this fucking guy.

[ID: johann, a black man with an oblong face and textured dark hair.]

johann’s design is fine, although this is a similar face shape to that brian from earlier and i just. i don’t. understand it. it’s not especially interesting, but hey, at least he’s not another generic white guy.

that being said, as i mentioned in part 1 of this review, johann’s role is severely cut in this -- he’s reduced to three panels, when in the show itself he’s the one who escorts the boys to the voidfish’s chamber and inoculates them. as i mentioned in that post i understand that they shifted it some to give lucretia a more prominent entrance, but as i also mentioned in that post, they should have compensated for that. three panels.

johann is not a character with a great deal of screentime as it is, but he’s a character with a major impact. he is the reason story and song happens. his song serves as a direct foil to john’s nihilistic conversion of his own home plane into the hunger. the fact that he’s been reduced to three panels with little to no characterization at this point, especially in conjunction with the fact that he’s one of very few poc, makes me really, really uncomfortable. avi is in more panels in this book than johann is, and while i love avi and as i said i am parsing him as an asian dude, he’s also still light-skinned enough and the style is nondescript enough that there are definitely people who will parse him as white, and also, avi’s role in the story is not as big as johann’s.

it doesn’t sit right with me.

[ID: an image of davenport, a fair-skinned man with a big red mustache and slicked back red hair.]

ginger davenport with a big mustache. groundbreaking.

[ID: an image of lucretia, a slender black woman with short white hair dressed in blue layers.]

and finally, lucretia. now, i’m biased, and it’s hard for me to see a lucretia design i don’t like. i also think that this is, compared to a lot of the others at least, one of the more interesting designs in the book, at least as far as her clothes go. it’s not a long robe that would be hard to move in, and i appreciate that -- it strikes me as a pretty practical outfit while also being ornamental and wizard-y. and she’s pretty, and she’s not whitewashed, and that’s all great. i like her earrings.

all that being said, i feel like it’s not enough. luc’s hair continues a theme with merle’s and johann’s (as well as the preview we’ve seen of angus,) which is that it strikes me as very low-effort on pietsch’s part. it’s short and it’s definitely not straight, but it doesn’t feel to me like it had as much thought put into it as, say, minty green taako’s hair. we could’ve had a lucretia with a big beautiful afro, or long box braids, or so many other natural hairstyles; we got this. it’s not bad, but i do think it’s disappointing. without going looking for it and without being a person who reads a great deal about character design, i’ve seen a fair amount of discussion from black women (artists, writers, and none of the above) about the portrayal of black women as it pertains to their hair. they’re never designed to be as feminine as their white counterparts. their hair is never treated with the same amount of detail or respect as their white counterparts. it’s short, maybe curly if you’re lucky.

i’m gonna circle back quickly to killian’s hair. it’s long and smooth and kept down, despite the fact that killian is an action-oriented women and might not want it to be in her face all the time -- it could have at least been braided or in a bun. it could’ve been short! and that would’ve made sense. and i don’t mean to say that lucretia couldn’t have short hair, but she’s a very elegant woman whose dress is described as intricate. she wears business regalia. she could have any number of hairstyles, from something elaborate to something simple but more out-of-the-box than this, but she doesn’t. i found this on a quick hunt through my ref tag -- it’s a tutorial for drawing black folks with just a small selection of interesting things you can do with afrotextured hair. these resources aren’t hard to find! and i’m doing this for fun -- carey pietsch is a professional artist who was paid for these designs. if she’d put in more than the bare minimum effort, we could’ve had some really interesting shit going on, but she didn’t.

and that’s the core of the issue here. i truly do not feel like pietsch put the same amount of care into the designs for the few characters of color we see as she did into the white ones, and that’s upsetting and emblematic of a larger problem in the work: neither pietsch nor the mcelroys put in very much care at all for the fans of color who spoke up and asked for representation.i know i said i was getting taako out of the way first so the majority of the post could be goof-heavy, but goddamn, y’all, it’s hard to goof about when it’s so blatantly shitty. pietsch’s designs are boring at best and racist at worst, not to mention conspicuously lacking in anyone who is not skinny, muscular, or a dwarf. people have praised this thing so uncritically, including people whose opinions i generally really respect, as if the fact that the mcelroys signing off on green taako made it above reproach.

it didn’t, by the way. there’s no such thing as an unproblematic fav, because everybody fucks something up now and then, but even then, this is a pretty egregious fuck-up! and it was willful!

i’m not saying y’all need to burn your copies of the gn or stop listening to the mcelroys entirely or anything of the sort -- you may remember the disclaimer at the top of the post where i say i really, really love them, and more specifically, i really love taz: balance. but i am BEGGING YOU to think critically about their work. good, good boys can do bad, bad things. white people can produce work that’s racist even if they’re gay women. it’s not mean to critique the boys and it’s not homophobic (or god forbid reverse racist, which is still not a real thing) to critique carey.

¯\_(ツ)_/¯ the real kicker of this whole thing for me is that there’s a small fanart gallery in the back of the book. most of them aren’t labeled with the artist’s handles, just their names, but there are some truly beautiful pieces featuring diverse designs -- galacticjonah and milkychai both have beautiful latino taakos featured! galacticjonah’s is fat, too! but even after the backlash against green taako, even aside from that being the design that people are going to accept as canonical, there are pieces in the gallery of green taako, as if doubling down on it was the right move.

and by the way, yeah, i’ve read griffin’s apology. but i thought we all learned in kindergarten that an apology doesn’t count if you don’t act on it.

#prim.txt #tazposting #tazmeta #taz: balance #taz balance #taz graphic novel

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bleusarcellewrites · 7 years

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Keith Being A Jellyfish But Without The 'Fish'

Long ass tittle lmao, anyways ~

Happy late bday, @sweetpopcornkat !!! I hope you like this small thing I put together and have a laugh at these dumb dorks!!!

Okayokayokay, I’m done, I really hope you like this, it’s like, pure silliness and funny stuff and just Keith being jelly!!!

Read the rest under the cut bc damn, 6k kinda? So, pretty long.

Disclaimer: Voltorn doesn’t belong to me.

It’s the laughter that draws Keith in.

He leans back from his hunched position, ignoring Shiro’s murmurs as the older teen continues to study. Instead, Keith turns his head, shifting on his seat to look behind him.

The sight of two students greets him, both of them giggling and snorting like mad men, trying but failing to keep their laughter contained.

They are Lance and Hunk, largely known in their generation as the Dynamic Duo, or at least that’s what Keith heard earlier in the year from his classmates.

It didn’t took long for Keith to realize the reason on why they were called that. They had this kind of chemistry, an invisible bond that seemed to be older than the time they have known each other. Keith knows for a fact the two just met this year, being both of them freshmen on the Garrison, and yet the two moved with such a synchronization with each other that it’s hard to believe otherwise.

A clear example is how they lean to each other right now, hands flying to pat and touch and it just seem so natural. Lance’s hand wouldn’t leave Hunk’s shoulder, reaching for support as he leans closer to the floor after another fit of laughter shakes his entire body and Hunk’s hands are firmly on Lance’s back and hip, trying to keep the brunet up as he tries to control his own giggles.

It makes him frown slightly, lips pursed as Lance leans closer to Hunk’s side. Sure, he has never established a conversation with neither of them but that doesn't mean his teenage hormones know this.

Keith’s no stranger to feelings, no matter what others may say about him and his poker face. He has desires, urges and yeah, crushes, because that happens in life.

Keith Kogane is not afraid to admit to say that he finds Lance’s McClain attractive. Just not out loud.

Or in the shower.

Okay, one time in the shower, but the point being; Keith find it perfectly normal that he feels a small spark of jealousy to see so many touches between Lance and Hunk and he can’t help but want to be in Hunk’s place.

It’s ridiculous, though.

Because Lance is still Lance, despite his deep blue eyes, strong jaw and long legs. He’s still loud, annoying and obnoxious Lance who pushes Keith’s buttons every time he has the chance to but -

Then blue eyes would focus on him and Keith curses every fiber inside him as his stomach flips under Lance’s gaze and that blush he feels on his cheeks better be because the damn AC is off.

“Yo, Kogane!” Lance calls cheekily, standing straighter in his seat, making half of the cafeteria to turn around and stare at the sudden show, “Ready to get crushed on the simulator today?”

Keith blinks, suddenly confused because excuse you, Lance, but I was very busy staring at your eyes, before the words process inside his head and then he’s scowling.

God, why did he had to have a crush on this guy?

He goes for the easy road, shouting back a quick come back before turning around and ignoring the way Shiro sends him a knowing look, eyebrow arched in a teasing manner.

Keith flips him off and buries his face in his own book.

Keith had to admit, despite him not being a fan of water, the Frozen Planet was gorgeous and now he understands why neither Lance or Hunk would shut up about it the following weeks after they were found.

It’s a nice stop for them to visit, establishing the alliance that was promised and it’s a good down time for them to finally relax and explore the planet now that it was out of danger.

The team quickly dissolved as soon as they arrived. Shiro and Allura following Queen Luxia while Pidge and Hunk went...somewhere, Keith doesn't know because his attention was stolen by the way a mermaid, ‘Plaxum’ Lance had shouted earlier when they landed, tugged at Lance’s wrists to pull him towards the castle and the brunet had only laughed and grinned happily as he let her guide him.

Keith had quickly stormed off to his assigned chambers, grumpy that he couldn’t stop his feet on the ground and complaining about stupid frozen watery planets with mermaids.

Shiro once told him what seemed like ages ago, that the right way to go when wanting someone’s attention is to fake that you have little interest in them.

And boy, oh boy, Lance did not like that.

Fair enough, asking ‘who are you’ to your crush when you haven’t seen them in a year was not the best way to go, but no matter, because Keith is still blaming Shiro, and he told him so a month after they started their Voltron trip.

Now here’s Keith, trying to fix it and mend himself, to show that hey, dumbass, I like you and I kinda really wanna put your mouth on mine.

Lance sure doesn't make it easy. Forgotten Bonding Moment aside (something that he’s still salty about, but whatever), Keith dares to say that they have become friends.

Keith’s determined to make amends and win Lance’s attention. Surely there’s something he can do that doesn’t involve his hair because that’s the only thing Lance seems obsessed about.

…

Maybe if he wore it on a ponytail?

The feeling of someone tapping him on the shoulder brings him back to the present and Keith’s grimaces uneasy when the bubble around his head moves wobbly as he turns.

“It won’t pop, dude, relax.” Hunk says, sensing his discomfort and chuckling at his suspicioned expression as Keith glares at the bubble, “The Queen’s magic is solid, so you can relax.”

“I don’t know how you guys managed to get used to these things so easily,” Keith mumbles, bringing not for the first time a finger to poke the bubble on his head.

“Psh, it was really easy, especially when Lance made it look like a game.” Hunk nods, clapping him on the back, “Which talking about Lance, I’m looking for him. Have you seen him? The Queen request him for the meeting with Allura and Shiro.”

Keith shakes his head but still pushes himself from his seat, grimace retuning when he floats a little too high than he expected but sighing in relief when Hunk reach out to him, bringing him back to his level.

“I haven’t but I can help you look.” Keith offers and smiles when Hunk nods gratefully at him. Jet pack on, he follows Hunk out of their chambers and exit the castle, entering the courtyard in a few ticks.

“Last time I saw him he was with -”

Laughter cuts Hunk off and then the pair turns to their side, the sight of two bodies rolling on the ground greeting them.

Keith can easily recognize the blue specks of Lance’s armor even though he’s under Plaxum, laughter still erupting his body.

Oh, come on. Come on, Universe, does Lance really has to look that adorable and cute while he’s on the floor with someone else’s body above him that it’s not Keith’s?

The audacity.

“I don’t like her.” Keith grumbles quietly under his breath but Hunk hears him if the confused eyebrow directed at him means anything by it.

“Who? Plaxum? Bro, she’s awesome!” Hunk cheers.

“I don’t like her.” Keith repeats, slapping the back of his hand against his open palm to make emphasis and ignores the way Hunk laughs at him.

“You’re just jealous,” he says, waving him off and swimming towards the laughing pair.

“I’m not! Hunk! God, hush!” Keith fumes but still follows him until he’s besides the Yellow Paladin, arms crossed and pointedly avoiding Lance and Plaxum’s way.

He hears Lance and Hunk talking but he pays no attention to them because he sees the way Plaxum arms linger a little too long on Lance’s arm and if Keith’s being honest, he’s suddenly crabbing fish for dinner.

Hey, he never specified which fish.

“Keith,” Lance calls then, nudging him in the ribs.

“Huh?” he says, confused at the sudden attention but Lance just rolls his eyes with a small smile.

“Someone on your mind?” He teases and doesn’t notice the blush on Keith’s cheeks as he continues, “I asked if you could stay with Plaxum while Hunk and I go to the meeting.”

“Why?” Keith asks, frowning in annoyance at the suggestion and Lance mirrors his frown but more confused than anything.

“Because I’m asking you and because she really want to get to know you.” Lance shrugs, grabbing his hand and barely giving Keith a moment to enjoy the warm pressure before Lance let go and pushes him towards the mermaid, “Now go, Mullet! And be nice!”

Keith opens his mouth to complain but Lance and Hunk are already swimming off, leaving him behind with silent mermaid. He groans, sighing resigned before he turns to meet his companion.

Plaxum limits herself to smile friendly with a small wave.

“I’m sure we will have a nice time,” she says casually after a few ticks, offering a soft smile at him and Keith’s barely able to suppress his scoff as he lets her guide him towards the castle, half listening to her as she talks about some theories and projects she has been working on and she wants his opinion on them.

No matter, because Keith will not have a nice time, thank you very much.

It’s until dinner time when Keith swim back to Hunk and bumps his head against the older teen’s arm in defeat.

“Let me guess: you like her?” Hunk asks without raising his eyes from his plate and he grins when Keith groans miserably.

“She told me all about this underwater mothman, Hunk. I’m so conflicted right now. How dare she be awesome?”

“There, there, buddy.” Hunk comforts half heartedly as he throws his hand back and pats the teen on the head, sending a knowing look towards Lance across the table when the brunet smirks victoriously back at him, “I told you she was great.”

“Blah, blah, bleh.”

Keith squints his eyes as he watches Lance and Shiro spar.

He leans forward on the dashboard, chin resting against his forearms as he looks down on them from the control room inside the training room.

He squints at the pair, eyeing every move and dodge they do. He hears Lance’s laughter when Shiro accidentally graces the brunet’s ribs and he sees the way Shiro laughs with him, shifting their serious spar into a playful wrestling, the older teen pulling the brunet into a headlock.

It’s nothing Shiro hasn’t done to Keith already. Shiro calls them ‘Older Brother Moves’, Keith knows this, which is why he knows he shouldn’t even feel jealous at all.

And yet.

The door behind him opens but he ignores it, eyes just squinting harder at the pair below.

“What are we squinting at?” Allura asks out of the sudden, cheek almost pressed against his own and Keith doesn't even flinch at the touch.

“Lance and Shiro.”

“Why?”

“Because I’m watching their moves and learning from them.”

“More like murdering your leader and brother with your glare.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Allura pulls herself off before shaking her head in amusement. “Keith, honestly, there's no reason for you to be jealous of your own brother. It’s good for Lance to improve himself and to take extra training to master close combat fighting.”

Keith groans, dropping his forehead hard against the dashboard, ignoring the way Allura takes a seat besides him, on the free rolling chair in the room.

“There, there,” She says smugly, patting him on the head and Keith purse his lips.

“You have been spending too much time with Hunk.”

Allura ignores him. “You know, this would be easier on you, and all of us, if you could just tell him.”

“Not happening.”

Allura huffs. “Keith, you’re a Paladin -”

“I don’t see how confessing to Lance would help us to win the war but okay.”

“Ugh, just go already, it’s your turn.” She laughs, rolling her eyes before leaning towards the dashboard and pressing a few buttons, “Good job, Paladins. I’m sending Keith right now and then we can start a session with the Gladiator.”

“Bring it, Princess!” Lance shouts, jumping on his feet and throwing punches to the air, sending a cheeky grin to his teammates when they laugh.

Allura smiles before she turns the com off and turns to Keith as the teen heads over the door. “And Keith?”

He hums, looking at her over his shoulder.

“Please try not to get distracted by, and I quote, ‘those beautiful ocean blue eyes.’” She grins, arching an eyebrow at him and Keith scowls.

“One time I sleep talk and I’m never living it down,” he mumbles grumpily, picking his helmet on the way out and ignoring Allura’s playful laughter behind him.

He doesn't get distracted by the ocean blue eyes, per se, but he does find it difficult to concentrate when he notice that sudden random touches between Lance and Shiro during the session.

Does it Lance’s hand have to linger on Shiro’s forearm for that extra second? Was that really necessary?

Okay, no, hold up, what business does Shiro’s hand has to do on Lance’s hip? This is fighting, Shiro, not dancing.

Off. You take that hand off that hip, right now.

Maybe Shiro likes Lance.

The sudden thought makes him freeze, eyes widening in surprise and shock.

Maybe Lance likes Shiro.

Keith doesn't have a lot of time to process the thought before someone behind him is screaming his name and suddenly, the blue glowing eyes of the Gladiator are on him and the air leaves his lungs as a metal fist connects with his stomach and sends him to the floor, the intensity of the punch making him roll a few times before he ends up face down on the floor.

“Keith!” He hears someone yell just as he recognizes Shiro’s voice yelling ‘End training sequence’.

Before he knows it, someone turns him around and there’s a new pair of blue eyes but this time darker, softer and looking so damn concern that it almost feels like another punch on his gut..

“Keith! Keith, hey, dude, are you okay? What happened?” Lance asks, carefully cupping his cheeks and tilting his head to one side to the other, eyes watching for any sign of head injury, “Keith, my man? Are you listening to me?”

“Pretty ocean eyes,” Keith mumbles quietly, lips twitching into a smile when Lance stares wide eyed at him, jaw open in shock.

“Shiro!” Lance screams, leaning away from the fallen teen, “Shiro!! Your brother has gone insane!”

In the end, Keith ends up on the medbay, arms up in the air as Shiro wraps a soft white bandage around his stomach.

Soft snickers still leaves the older teen as he works, the ‘try’ to conceal his muffled laughter by biting down on his lower lip failing miserably but Shiro doesn’t look in the least guilty.

Because of course Shiro would lecture him for not paying attention during training. He went on and on for maybe a few minutes before he asked Keith the reason why he was distracted.

Keith didn’t hesitate, he told the truth.

“Do you like Lance? I saw that hand, Takashi! You can't fool me!” Keith had said, throwing an accusing finger at his surrogate brother’s face and it didn’t take long before Shiro erupted in laughter.

Even now, five minutes later.

“You...You thought - Oh my god, how could you? - Pftt!” The leader chuckles, taking a deep breath, “You sure are something else, Keith.”

Keith has regrets.

“Shut up already,” Keith groans, slapping Shiro’s hand away when he tries to poke his cheek.

“Come on, lil bro, relax, just don't make this a common occurrence, alright? Do try to pay more attention during training, that’s important.” Shiro nods at his finished work before clapping the teen on the back, “All done. I hope you learnt your lesson?”

“Don't get distracted by pretty eyes.”

“And?”

“You don’t like Lance more than a teammate and friend.”

“And?”

“And you’re a pain in my ass.”

“There we go.” Shiro nods satisfied before helping him get down the medbay bed, “Besides, I like Allura, dude, how did you forget that?”

Keith pouts and shrugs. “I don’t know? I just forgot, I guess because I still find it wild that you managed to confess to her in the first place.”

Shiro scoffs, “Rude. I will let you know that my romance approaches work like magic!”

“Did you ignore her and asked who she was?” Keith deadpans and Shiro’s grin disappears.

“No, I did not because I have learn from my mistakes on my teenage years, Keith. Stop holding that against me.”

“Great, so, you save your bad advice only for me. Thank you, dear brother in all but blood.”

“I said I was sorry!”

“Tell that to my pining single ass, Shiro.”

The music is a foreign tune but not at all unpleasant, Keith is happy to find out.

He leans back on the pillar, watching the ballroom of the Rytalles’s castle carefully. Many of the guests are royals but many commoners are present, and it sets him at ease having a balance between those two different social levels.

The entire party has a happy atmosphere, the Rytalles still cheering and celebrating their new found freedom from the Galra Empire, not to mention the possibility to engage an Alliance with Team Voltron. Keith can understand their excitement and happiness over the events.

What he doesn't understand is the reason on why he has to be dress as an old mythological god with red robes.

Keith tugs at his collar one more time, the silver lining part of the robe and scowls when a pale hand slaps his hand away.

“Down, boy.” Pidge snickers, sending him a look when Keith’s hand twitches close to his neck again.

“I still don’t know why we have to dress up for this party. Why weren't out Paladin armor enough?” Keith sighs resigned, crossing his arms over his chest to avoid more tugging.

Pidge shrugs. “I don’t know, I think the Rytalles just like dressing up, that’s all. I have to admit, though, it’s feels nice to finally use a dress again.”

Keith has to smile at that, because there’s something endearing to see Pidge twirling and smiling giddily as the dress follow her moves smoothly, the pale green and gold colors on it matching Pidge’s hair and eyes perfectly.

“You look beautiful, Pidge.” Keith nods, taking her hand to make her spin around one more time and his smile grows when he hears her laugh, “Just promise me to kick the ass of anyone who may look at you weird and then tell me about it so I can finish them off.”

Pidge snorts, shaking her head in amusement and mock exasperation. “Sure thing, bro, but I don’t think it’s me who you should be protective of.” She then tilts her head to the side, pointing with it at the end of the dance floor and Keith’s stomach twist when he follows her gaze.

There’s a familiar shape of one of the members from the Royal family that stand tall and cockily besides Lance, hand over his hip as he leans closer to the Blue Paladin’s space.

Keith has his moments of rage and jealousy because he’s aware of his own feelings, but he has learn to control them and to see reason behind every act he sees.

It’s only natural for him to step in when he sees Lance’s leaning back from the Rytalle, shifting nervously on the post with a tight smile and wide uncomfortable eyes pointedly avoiding the royal’s pair.

Keith’s steps are quick and hurried, finally close enough to catch the conversation in between.

“I’m sorry, but I’m not interested.” Lance says, a weak chuckle leaving his lips as he steps back, lips in a tight smile when the royal only follows his steps.

“I’m just saying, a nuvill and a few candles and I swear to you that it will be a night to remember, Blue Paladin,” Keith hears the royal say, voice low and cocky, “I have heard that your voice is one of the most striking assets of you, I wanna see how true these rumors are -”

“Excuse me,” Keith snaps, cutting the royal off abruptly as he steps forward and stand besides Lance, “I believe that’s not an appropriate conversation at the moment, especially when my fellow Paladin is clearly uncomfortable.”

“Hey, easy.” Lance mumbles, shoulder relaxing at his presence but still frowning in concern at Keith’s scowl.

“I’m just telling the Blue Paladin the way he could enjoy himself tonight if he chooses me,” the Rytalle shrugs with a smug smirk , “Pleasure is quite normal around here, Red Paladin, and I bet I can make the Blue -”

“Sir Gunkel,” Lance interrupts now, voice hard and unwavering as he stares down at the royal, “I appreciate the...offer and your services, however, I must decline, for the final time, and remind you that your approach is unwelcome and inappropriate,” Lance’s expression gets darker with determination and Keith feels a spark of pride going through him as the brunet continues, “I greatly advise you to turn around now and leave us, unless you want me to have a talk with Princess Allura who is currently working with your Queen to make one of the most important alliances in your planet at the moment.”

Gunkel blinks owlishly at the brunet before he huffs and steps back, raising both of his hand in mock surrender.

“My apologies, Blue Paladin, I thought I was on the right track to think you would be someone worth of my time.”

Two things happened in the next three ticks and it’s barely enough time for Keith to acknowledge them.

One, Gunkel lays on the ground with a bloody nose and groaning in pain.

Two, Lance stands above him, huffing and glaring at the royal as he rubs his right knuckles aimlessly.

Keith blinks before a wide grin spreads over his face and beams proudly at the brunet. “Now, that’s the Blue Paladin, everyone.” He whistles, crossing his arms and smiling when Lance looks back at him and winks.

“Come on, Mullet, you owe me a dance,” Lance declares, gabbing the teen by the wrist and pulling him away from the fallen royal.

Keith nods, hand slipping from Lance’s grip on his wrist before grabbing the brunet’s hand in a secure hold and pulling him closer. He doesn’t notice the small content sigh Lance does at the action but he does feel the small grateful squeeze.

Keith wakes up slowly.

He feels heavy and somehow puffy but warm. It’s a nice feeling, one that makes him just snuggle closer to the source of warmth.

There’s a soft chuckle on his right side and it catches enough of his curiosity because then he’s blinking groggily, eyes adjusting to the dimmed light around the room before settling in on the blurry figure next to him.

“Hi,” he breaths out in awe and his heart skips a beat when Lance snickers under his breath.

“Hello there,” the brunet says, leaning forward and resting his forearms on the edge of Keith’s bed, “Quite the nap you had there, Samurai.”

“Uh-huh,” Keith says dumbly, not really understand Lance’s words but not wanting for the brunet to stop talking to him.

“You really had us worried, you know? The explosion of the Robobeast took us by surprise but you were the only one who didn't answer right away. You hit the side of the dashboard pretty hard, with helmet and all.” Lance hums, lifting his chin enough to sneak a hand free and reaching to stroke Keith’s bangs out of his face carefully, fingers grazing the white bandage on it. “We need to replace your helmet, by the way, the com got messed up and -”

Keith tunes him off. He focus on the hand running through his hair smoothly, gently, and it’s so damn calming that it makes him flutter his eyelids sleepily, leaning closer to Lance’s touch but then Lance’s other hand is patting him on his cheek.

“Nope. Sorry, buddy, but you gotta stay awake for now. We need to wake you up every few hours to control your mild concussion.”

Keith whines but he’s quietly silenced when Lance continues to stroke his hair.

“Hush, you big baby, I’m here. Don’t worry, I will keep you company.”

Keith smiles at that, eyes still droopy but beaming at Lance. “You’re so pretty Lance,” he says after a few ticks, hand in the air trying to reach the brunet’s face.

Lance chuckles under his breath before grabbing Keith’s hand and bringing it back down on the bed, “Jeez, how hard did you really hit your head, dude?”

“Bleh, you have always been pretty,” Keith sticks out his tongue before looking down at their intertwined hands and gasping in awe, “Lance, Lance, your skin is so pretty and soft.”

“Oh, God,” Lance snickers, letting Keith play with their fingers for a while while he uses his free hand to hide half of his face, “You don’t play fair, Keith.”

Keith ignores him, he’s too entranced with their fingers, cooing at the contrast of their skin color. Lance’s gaze softens at the sight, stomach doing funny flips inside him as he watches Keith with a fond expression.

“I’m just glad you’re okay,” Lance mumbles quietly to himself but he snaps his eyes open when Keith’s attention turns to him.

“You care for me?” Keith asks, almost dreamily, making Lance to snort.

“Of course I do, you knucklehead.” Lance hums, tilting his head to the side in curiosity, “Do you...uh, do you care for me?”

Keith expression shifts, dopey smile disappearing and leaving behind a serious frown, the same one he wears whenever they are on missions.

“Lance,” Keith calls serious, “Lance, I care hella for you.”

This boy should be illegal.

Lance has a moment to blink, surprised at the sincerity and raw emotion of Keith’s words before his words process and then he’s laughing, shoulder shaking as he tries to control his giggles.

“Keith, oh my god,” he shakes his head, “Stop being so damn endearing.”

Just like that, Keith’s smiles comes back as he watches Lance, eyes glaze over with heavy medication but there’s no doubt of the emotions flashing throw them.

“You have such an amazing smile, Lance,” Keith hums quietly and Lance exhales slowly, trying to control his beating heart.

“Oh, yeah?” Lance asks just as quietly, a small shy smile playing on his lips, “Why, thank you, Keith.”

“Do you like anyone?”

Lance freezes at the abrupt question, eyes going wide with surprise. “Uh…?”

Keith purses his lips in what could almost be a pout. “You do?”

Lance hesitates for a tick before he shrugs his shoulders, leaning over the bed once again, close to Keith’s face.

“Yeah, yeah I do like someone,” he replies softly, ignoring the way his heart hammers against his ribcage.

Keith gasps before he narrows his eyes. “Do I know them?”

Lance has to huff at that, “Yeah, you do know him.”

The Red Paladin stays quiet, processing the words before he gasps, this time louder.

“Is it Hunk?” he whispers in almost fear, “Lance, I can’t compete with Hunk!”

“Buddy, why would you have to compete with Hunk?” Lance asks confused, arching an eyebrow.

“To win your affection, Lance!”

Lance bites down his lower lip to prevent himself to start cooing at the determined pout on Keith’s face.

“No need, buddy. It’s not Hunk.” He reassurances, patting Keith on the head.

“Shiro?” Keith asks then, eyes narrowed in suspicion but relaxing when Lance shakes his head immediately, “Who is this man, then? I shall challenge him to a duel!”

Lance snorts in amusement, “Yeah, okay, you do that, buddy, but I must warn you: my man know his ways with the sword.”

Keith narrows his eyes in challenge. “Me too! My bayard is a sword!”

“What a coincidence, his bayard is a sword too!”

Keith gasps, eyes wide and scandalized before he whines.

“Why do you even like him, Lance!” He pouts, flopping his head back to the pillow in defeat but humming in appreciation when Lance’s fingers start playing with his hair again.

“Well,” Lance starts casually, eyes never leaving Keith’s as he talks, “He’s a pilot, an incredible one and even more than that, he’s a Paladin with a purpose and fire in his heart. He’s loyal and one of the bravest people I know.”

“Damn him,” Keith whispers grumpily and Lance snorts, hushing him quietly.

“He has fair skin, somehow smooth and clean despite him being a heathen. He has a mop of black hair, surprisingly soft and thin despite looking like an anime character,” Lance tugs a little at Keith’s hair playfully, ignoring Keith’s huff, “He also has a cute nose.”

Keith looks bewildered when Lance pokes at his nose but he smiles when Lance laughs at his expression.

“His eyes are a dark blue, but in the right light, they get a dash of purple, tuning into the dusk back on Earth,” he pauses, a sober expression falling on his face before he feels a light squeeze in their still intertwined hands and he looks back down on Keith, who is staring at him in concern with those eyes. It makes him smile tenderly, “They are my favorite part, because I can find a little bit of home in him.”

“You really like him, huh?” Keith asks, almost sadly, and Lance hums softly, hand leaving his hair to run his thumb over the space between Keith’s eyebrows.

“Don’t frown, you will get wrinkles,” he teases, smoothing out the furrowed eyebrows until Keith’s smiling again, “And yes, I really do like him. Have liked him for a long time now.”

“Why haven’t you told him yet?” Keith asks, eyes dropping a little before shaking himself up.

“I’m just waiting for the right time, I guess.” Lance sighs, using his free hand to pull the forgotten blanket a little higher on Keith’s body, “You’re tired, you can go back to sleep now, it’s safe.”

Keith shakes his head stubbornly. “No, no. Lance listen, there’s never a right time,” he says, words getting difficult to form and ending up like a slur but making an effort to get them out, “I say go for it. Go to him.”

Lance laughs good heartily. “I thought you wanted me all for yourself, champ? What happened to the duel?” he teases but frowns slightly when Keith stays quiet, a troublesome shadow on his eyes, “Keith?”

“I want you to be happy.”

Lance freezes, eyes going wide as Keith’s words settle down inside his head. “W-What -?”

“And if he makes you happy,” Keith continues, slower and more quietly than before but this time with a small genuine sweet smile, “Then I’m happy.”

“Oh, Keith.” Lance whispers, heart beating wild inside him, “Okay, alright, I will tell him,” he promises, hand reaching out to stroke Keith’s bangs out of his face once again.

“Promise?” Keith urges.

Lance nods. “I promise, Keith.”

“Good, but tell that fucker,” Keith cuts himself off with a yawm, eyes closed but frowning determined, “That I will hunt his ass if he hurts you.”

“Roger that, buddy.” Lance chuckles, “Go to sleep now.”

“Stay?” Keith asks, leaning closer to Lance’s touch and the brunet’s heart soars.

“Of course.”

The team is acting weird.

Well, weirder.

Keith honestly don’t know how it happened but it’s been days since he left the medbay and Lance keeps sending him looks.

It’s driving him up to the wall because everyone else seem to know what is up except him. Keith has caught them, okay? He has witnessed the conspiracy whispers between the Hunk and Allura in the middle of the kitchen only to turn silent as soon as he enters the room, not to mention that Coran keeps eying him carefully before nodding in approval, as if he had passed some kind of a test.

Shiro keeps patting him on the head and Pidge wouldn’t stop giggling whenever Keith takes out his bayard.

‘Maybe you should train with a mirror, Keith,’ Pidge had said last time during training and it only made him more confused when Lance had screeched and shoved her by the shoulder, facepalming himself in the end and complaining about little sisters.

Even when Keith went to complain with Red, his Lion would only purr in amusement and in a silent laughter.

Which bring him here, laying on the floor of the training room, staring at the ceiling with a frown as he tries to come up with the different scenarios of why the team is suddenly acting like he was the main show.

He hears the door open but he doesn’t bother to raise his head. It’s not long before a body settles down next to him, shoulders touching and it sends a spark of electricity through him that allows him to know who is it.

“What are you doing here, Lance?” he mumbles and the brunet hums.

“You have been brooding.”

“Hard not to when I feel like I’m the running joke inside the team and I don’t even know why,” he grunts out, almost bitterly, but suddenly Lance sits up and Keith blinks in surprise when the brunet’s face is barely a few breaths away from him.

“Keith, no, what are you talking about? You are no joke.” Lance frowns in concern, biting his lower lip in a guilty manner, “I’m sorry, this is all my fault, I just didn’t...I just didn't’ know how to handle it and I asked for their advice and well Pidge of course was no help at all and -”

“Wait,” Keith narrows his eyes in suspicion as he pushes himself up, making Lance to lean back until they were both crossed sitting in front of the other, “Wait, wait, wait, what do you mean it’s your fault? How -?”

“Uh...do you happen to remember when you were in the medbay a few days ago?” Keith nods slowly at the question and Lance continues, “Do you remember our conversation? The first time you woke up?”

A pause and then a confused shake of head that makes Lance groan.

“God, this is such a shitty payback from the bonding moment,” the brunet grumbles under his breath and Keith’s breath hitches at the mention but before he can make a comment, Lance continues, “Okay, so, I kinda made you a promise back then.”

“You...did?” Keith asks slowly and Lance nods.

“Yeah, Drugged Keith made me promise that I would tell the guy I like that I well, that I liked him.”

Keith’s heart skips a beat, almost jumping all the way up to his throat. Lance liked someone? Holy shit, and he was planning on confessing to him?

Drugged Keith is a fucking moron, oh my god.

“So, here I am, and after a lot of thinking and following your advice of just going for it, I think I just...well, I might as well just go an say it and the thing is that I...I like you, Keith.” Lance breaths out, a small hopeful smile in his lips, “I really really like you.”

Drugged Keith is a fucking genius, oh my god.

“You like me.” Keith repeats dumbly, eyes blinking owlishly at Lance when the brunet nods.

“I do.”

“Me.”

“I was surprised too, believe me.” Lance jokes, a dark blush covering his cheeks as he rubs the back of his head and looks away from the still shocked Red Paladin.

Keith can only stare in awe, because he didn’t really...fathom the possibility of Lance returning his feelings.

That’s wild.

“You like me.”

Lance scoffs in exasperation. “Keith, if you are going to make fun -”

His breath hitches when a pale hand cups his right cheek, Keith’s thumb stroking his skin slowly.

“I like you too.” Keith laughs, a happy grin spreading over his cheeks, “Lance, I really really like you too!”

“You do!?” Lance exclaims in disbelief, hands flying to cup both of Keith’s cheeks and feeling giddily when the black haired teen beams.

“I do!”

“You do!”

“We are morons!” Keith laughs, hand on the back of Lance’s neck to bring him closer and smiling when the brunet doesn’t fight the action.

“We are complete utter morons!” Lance agrees, nuzzling his forehead against Keith’s and sighing in content when the teen hums in appreciation, “I’m glad I listened to Drugged Keith.”

“Well, damn, Drugged Keith is a blessing, he should make a come back,” Keith jokes and snickers when Lance slaps his arm.

“Don’t you dare, Mister, you’re allowed one injury per year.”

Keith shrugs, accepting the deal. “I can’t believe this is happening.”

“I can’t believe you said my eyes were like the ocean and they were pretty.”

“Psh, says the one who related my eyes with the color of the dusk.”

“I take pride on that and on my smooth romantic approaches, unlike someone.”

“Lance, are you going to kiss me or are we going to talk about how much Shiro’s advice in romance really suck?”

“Wait, you took advice from Shi - !?”

Keith cuts him off by a kiss, closing the gap between them and the smiles that spreads through his lips is almost big enough that it tempted to break the kiss. It doesn't, though, and Keith sighs when Lance’s lips start moving against his own, slow and exploring every inch, enjoying the warm and heavy pressure of them.

Turns out Drugged Keith had the best advice, after all.

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klance with despacito????? like, bc lance would totally sing that to keith in an attempt to /woo/ the boy. pls, allyyyyy

This… This became a one shot instead of a drabble and I’m not even sorry. Click title for song link :D

Despacito

Clubs were never high on the list of things to do incollege. Yet here he was, with Hunk, Shiro, Allura, and the stubborn hardheadthat brought them all here to begin with- Lance. Pidge was dog sitting, andKeith seriously wished he was there with her. Hanging out with Pidge was alwaysa better alternative to these outings Lance sucked them into.

Music was pounding through the entire club, colorful lightsflashed and glided over exposed bodies and sweaty faces, bodies pressedtogether, swaying sensually to the music. It was the same stupid beat remixedinto each song, so Keith didn’t see what the big deal was.

Still, as he glanced around and realized that everyoneseemed to have someone to dance against, someone to make out with, he figuredit didn’t matter what they were dancing to. They were just dancing withsomeone. He ran a hand through his hair and took a deep breath, feelingexhausted even though he hadn’t even danced.

Hunk was busy tossing back beers which didn’t seem to fazehim. His tattoos seemed to attract girls to him and he was kind enough toexplain that they were all meaningful tattoos that were part of his culture.Again, Keith wondered how he could even hold a conversation over the beatingbass.

Shiro and Allura were dancing. They weren’t pressed againsteach other like every other couple, but Allura still moved exotically, drawingother people’s eyes to her as Shiro did his best to keep wandering hands awayfrom her.

Lance of course was in the center of a giant crowd ofdancers. Everyone was grinding against each other, goading each other on,allowing ten seconds of solo dancing in the center of a circle they’d created.Lance had a girl in front of him and a guy behind him, but he didn’t seem tomind. He still smiled that goofy, cocky smile of his.

It was incredible how well his body could move. Keith neverwould’ve pegged Lance for a dancer. He imagined he would look awkward andclumsy. And yet there he was, maneuvering his way around girls and guys alike,swaying, laughing, singing, moving as sensually and welcoming as the girls withthe dominance of the guys.

“You could just tell him,” Hunk said, suddenly beside him.Keith glanced at him and raised an eyebrow. “That you like him. Or that youwant to dance with him.”

He rolled his eyes and shook his head. “I don’t like anyone.I don’t have time for it. Lance gives me headaches, butterflies. And I don’tdance either.” His eyes flitted back to Lance where he had his hands on a girl’ships and moved her side to side along with himself.

The funny thing was that although it was a very intimate,sensual move, Lance didn’t look like he was trying to grope her. His hands werefirm, placed high enough, and his smile was friendly.

“Keep telling yourself that, buddy,” Hunk said with a sigh. “I’mjust saying, it wouldn’t hurt to admit it. He’s my best friend, and I know hewouldn’t be upset with you if you told him.” Keith grimaced and looked at Hunkagain. “Dude, we all see how you are with him. How you seem to sit upstraighter when he comes in the room, how you keep your eyes on him when hetalks, how you blush when you argue with him. He’s the only one who reallyriles you up. Even when you argue with Pidge or Shiro, you don’t get that way.”

“No, I don’t,” he muttered. “I don’t sit up or stutter orblush or stare, Hunk.” Suddenly, Lance was making his way over to them,laughing and smelling of sweat and perfume and cologne. Keith shifted in hisseat and leaned forward. He heard Hunk snort and he glared at him. “Shut up.”

Lance slid into the booth beside Keith and took the cup ofwater he had in front of him, tossing it back. “Come on, Mullet have a littlefun,” he said. “You’re not drinking, you’re not dancing, you’re not even tryingto make friends.”

“In case you don’t remember, I didn’t want to come.” Lancerolled his eyes and nudged him.

“He says he can’t dance,” Hunk said.

“Lies!” Lance shouted over the base. Keith glanced at him. “Youjust need a good dance partner. Either they help you move, or they move sowell, you don’t have to do much but sit there and look pretty.” He shrugged.

Suddenly the beat finally changed and the strum of a guitarfilled the air. “Oh hell yes!” Lance shrieked. “Come on, Keith, you’re dancingwith me.” Just like that, Keith’s legs turned to rubber and his stomach flippedas he pulled Keith out of his seat.

“What?” he yelped.

“Hurry! We can’t miss the good part!” he called back, his handwarm and tight around Keith’s. He pushed past people until he was in the centerof the dance floor.

The song became a little more upbeat, with a catchy tune,and Lance’s hands gripped Keith’s hips. “Watch me,” he shouted.

Des-pa-cito

Suddenly Lance was rolling his hips against Keith’s as healso rolled Keith’s for him. He couldn’t help but gasp, but before he could sayanything, Lance had a hand at his side and the other intertwined with his, andhe was moving in swaying steps to each side, tugging Keith with him.

Around him, he could see couples with their legs intertwined,girls swaying their hips like they were belly dancing, guys running their handsalong their thighs or their sides. Even girl couples were pressed against eachother, rolling their entire bodies.

Lance turned him, pulling him in so his back was pressedagainst Lance’s chest. And Keith realized he was singing along with the music.His voice was husky and sweet, melodic as he sang the lyrics, short of breath.His hands moved Keith this way and that, and suddenly they were facing eachother again.

Lance was smiling, his blue eyes bright. Keith found that hedidn’t have to be hyperaware of his movements; Lance was doing it for him.Suddenly, laughter bubbled up his throat and burst from him as he looked at thestupid, happy smile on Lance’s plump lips. Another body roll and Keith wassuddenly pressed close to him, his face heating up as his arms wrapped around Lance’sneck to keep his balance.

He had no idea what the words were, but with Lance’s voicesinging them sensually in his ear, he didn’t care. After a few seconds, Keithfound he didn’t need Lance’s guidance as much. He was dancing just fine, movinghis feet in time with Lance’s.

Without thinking, he pressed his forehead against Lance’s,causing Lance’s breath to hitch. Then suddenly, the look in his eyes was muchcloudier and his singing stopped. His grip tightened and pulled Keith even closer,which Keith didn’t mind.

He moved his hands into his soft brown hair and smiled asthe music continued. It was like there was no one else in the club. No one elsemattered. He only cared for Lance’s hands on his body, his hair between hisfingers, his eyes focused on him, and his lips, parted as he panted for breath.

Foreheads pressed together, hands at the nape of his neck,eyes locked together, Keith licked his lips. Even the music slowed for amoment. Their dance stopped and Lance’s expression was suddenly serious as hishands came up to Keith’s cheeks. Then, he leaned in slowly. Too slowly.

Keith closed the space and kissed him as the beat picked upagain. He was vaguely aware of the song ending, but it didn’t matter.

His every sense was taken over by the Lance’s warmth, thesweet taste of his lips, the low grunt in the back of his throat. Kissing himwas blissful. It was wonderful. His every nerve was alive, filling him withadrenaline as fire course through his veins. Lance bit his lip and Keithmoaned, pressing closer, despite the fact that there was no space left.

Someone bumped into them and they pulled apart, breathingheavily, their eyes locked on the other. “Wow,” Lance breathed. “You wanna…?”He gestured toward the entrance and Keith nodded, unable to form words.

Their hands intertwined, they left the club and clamberedinto the back seat of his car. Immediately, Keith’s lips were on his again,pushing him down against the seat. His laugh filled the car and his hand cameup to stroke Keith’s cheek. “I’ve been dying to do that for months,” he murmured.

“Took you long enough,” he answered, leaning down to kisshim again. Okay, so he liked Lance. Oh fucking well.

#klance #voltron #one shot #despacito #i listened to that song like 12 times and googled dances for this #Anonymous

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