FUCK THIS COUNTRY
“We are a good team.”
But they certainly have spotted Lance. Keith knew Lance was a bonafide attention whore, but Keith didn’t realize how deeply Lance’s need to be seen and paid attention to extended into his daily life. In short, Lance wore the girl’s uniform.
I REALLY LIKE I THINK I FOUND MYSELF A CHEERLEADER, IT’S GOOD SHIT
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-every single fic is like “keith and lance both have feelings for each other and are totally oblivious and the exasperated team has to point it out to them to stop the pining” -but consider this: keith and lance shamelessly flirting all the time and the rest of the team have no clue that they’re dating
lance: hey hot stuff ;) keith: shut up lance ;) shiro: boys stop fighting
allura: *walks in on keith sitting in lance’s lap and kissing him* lance: *shamelessly playing with keiths hair* keith: *holding lances other hand and stroking it with his thumb* allura: what an interesting earth custom! such a pure, beautiful display of friendship.
pidge: hey lance look at that cute alien girl over there lance: but pidge look at the cute alien boy over here *points at keith* pidge: i can’t see him keith must be standing in front of him lance: ……. never mind
coran: i loved my family back on altea more than anything! you would’ve loved them. my youngest was quite a scoundrel just like u! lance: that sounds great coran. my family is the greatest i can’t wait to see them again keith: i’d love to meet them :) keith and lance: *lovesick puppy eyes* coran: so glad to see u boys getting along!
lance: hey hunk can u show me how to cook a romantic dinner for two? hunk: …uh dude are u flirting with me? bc i mean i’m flattered and ur a catch but i’m not interested bro sorry lance: wtf no i have a date with keith tonight and i wanted to surprise him hunk: YOU HAVE A DATE WITH KEITH??? lance: we’ve been dating for 3 months hunk
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simba
a vague klance painting I did during a watercolor workshop in between actual work
Marriage, I am single. Chipotle, I am broke. Money, I am unemployed. . .
These are my obsessions; the thoughts that keep me up at night and the stitches of my personality that make me human.
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