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Keith: I don’t make the same mistake twice.

Shiro: He makes it four or five times. Just to be sure.

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     pls excuse my lack of replies on all of my characters the last few days. i’ve been in a weird head space and my motivation to do anything was kind of out the window. i’m going to actually work on all the things i owe tomorrow though so !! that’s something. keith, ashley, waylon, lynn, and isabel will all be popping up on the dash when i wake up, i promise. 

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paramore // 26

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My carpel tunnel hand/arm is acting up again so I don’t have anything new to post BUT I did find this old Keith thingy I did (back in January I think? Maybe??) and I never got around to post it so here you go~ I had originally planned to do all the paladins in this style but deadlines got in the way back then… should I do them all or nah?

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     i just got my grades back and i’m flying high. 3 b+’s and 2 a+’s. nice nice nice. i also just annihilated my sister six times over in CoD?? tonight is clearly just a good time. so!! i’m going to work on queuing a bunch of replies and responding to my IM’s for everyone, but if anyone’s interested in plotting or something, pls hmu. also i have skype and i’m always there, please don’t hesitate to ask me for that, i love using skype to talk okay okay okay.

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       *✦·˚ --- continued ;; @bluelicns​

     ‘ paranoid...?? ’ he’s heard that before -- from the other kids in his foster homes, from his teachers in the garrison that bemoaned his bad attitude but impeccable skills. what a waste, they had said, if only he wasn’t so paranoid. regardless, keith is forced to wonder now if maybe lance is right -- maybe this lackluster advice ( of sorts ) he’s offering is borne from the inevitable independence he crawls back to when he’s stuck. seattle is brimming with strangers from all walks of life, with mysteries he can’t solve no matter how hard he tries, and a distinct lack of the rest of the people he had come to call his friends. would it be so bad to be paranoid about that??

   keith figures it could be for lance, who’s so warm and inviting and open. paranoia doesn’t fit such a person, not the way it gloves keith in entirety. 

    ‘ -- yeah, something like that. forget it. i read it off some dumb fortune cookie. ’

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Ok voltron but every brogane reunion is that scene from Madagascar, like

Tfw ur finally reuniting with your bro and then find out he got himslef kicked out of school

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      *✦·˚ ( @lovecursxd​ | continued. )

    he hadn’t expected that. keith eyes the girl warily, considering his choices, but --- is there much of a debate to be had?? she’s offering an escape from a ridiculously boring situation that keith hasn’t even been paying attention to for the last ten minutes. she doesn’t need to have cracked a good joke to sway keith on leaving, that’s for sure.

    ‘ best idea i’ve heard yet. ’ he affirms, nodding his head at a door tucked into the corner on the other side of the wall. ‘ let’s make a break for it. ’

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greenlicns

          ❛ i don’t. ❜ the green paladin grumbled. there were a lot of things about   s p a c e   that she missed and there were a lot of things she would gladly give her beating heart for but the green goo was not one of them. the fight each paladin had partaken in was a FRIENDLY one but she had a hard time getting over the fact that she was the first, out of all the paladins, to get a face full of the substance. ❛ a slice of cheese on untoasted bread. ❜ she echoed with a look that was less than enthusiastic. ❛ as NUTRITIONAL as that sounds, i think i’ll stick to my spoonfuls of peanut butter. ❜

      keith frowns, brows furrowed as his gaze shifts from the grumbling green paladin to the plate of food in front of them. is he mildly offended?? maybe. does this look like something a ten year old would make?? most likely. the thought forces a scowl to his face. it’s not his fault he hadn’t learned how to cook. ‘ sorry. wasn’t aware i was in the presence of a renowned food critic. ’ he huffs out, though his words hold no real heat. she’s better off with the peanut butter, he decides as he pushes the plate away with a passing thought of how he misses hunk’s dishes.

   ‘ what do you miss?? ’ it slips out before he thinks about it but once he does, he’s uncomfortable. that could be weighty and he’s not -- good at that sort of thing. he’s barely passable when it comes to small talk as it is. 

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leonardothecodexman

Leo turns around and takes the paper to see it. It’s a picture his villa in Italy. “Grazie! I thought it odd when it wasn’t in my sketchbook. I would have been worried sick. It is important. It’s one of things that remind me of home.”

    ‘ oh. ’ he glances at the picture then, briefly. it’s clearly very well done, but art’s never interested keith much. ‘ it’s good i caught up to you then. i guess it can suck being away from home. ’ he knows right now he’d prefer to be in his desert shack or on allura’s ship with the other paladins anyway.

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bluelicns

        it’s… ODD, to say the least, seeing keith be softer.    he doesn’t expect it from edgy edgerson, the edgelord.    yet, there it is.    being soft  &  very un-keithly — at least, as far as lance was concerned.    he should know that people had layers; silly boy.      ‘ you know, ’      he’s not going to be mean,      ‘ i volunteer at the shelter.    you can come by  &  be around more cats, if they make you feel more at home. ’      get it?    because the galra look like cats!    he bit his lips back, resisting the urge to laugh before he nodded,      ‘ not fish, right?    it’s all slimy  &  weird  &  if i’m gagging, i won’t shut up the whoooole time. ’

      he gets it, though only after a considerable amount of deliberation. he’s not a sociable person. jokes have a tendency to go over his head if he doesn’t put in some effort to pick them apart. lance, unfortunately, pushes his buttons enough to make keith think about the meaning behind his words at least HALF of the time. ‘ shut up. ’ he scowls, heaving a sigh as he crosses his arms, ‘ ‘m not a damn cat. ’ it’s a sensitive topic. the galra thing, not the cat thing -- do they really look like cats?? keith silently curses lance for that image. ‘ as if you ever stop yapping anyway. ’ he deadpans, gaze as unconvinced as his tone. ‘ what food doesn’t result in your exaggerated gagging then?? ’ see?? keith’s letting lance choose. keith figures that’s ( p r o b a b l y ) a thing teammates do, at some point. maybe someone out there would be proud.

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kinda wanna pick up ashley from unt*l dawn, kinda want to pick up lynn from o*tlast 2

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         *✦·˚ ( @leonardothecodexman​ | starter call. )

        ' hey. ’ he calls out, jogging to catch up with the man a few strides ahead of him. ‘ think this is one of yours. ’ he holds out a thick piece of sketchbook paper, not sparing a glance to see if there’s anything actually drawn on it. keith could be wrong, but his people watching is well enough, usually. he’s almost certain the paper had not been on the ground before the guy had passed. ‘ figured it might be important so. ’

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        *✦·˚ ( @bluelicns​ | starter call. )

       ‘ sneaky little bastard. ’ keith still threads his fingers through the cats dark fur as she eats from the small dish of food. he’d been filling it up outside of his place for a few weeks now. it’s a rare moment of open affection that he shows here though, one reserved usually for instances few and far between. then he’s reminded of his companion and he clears his throat to hide his embarrassment as he straightens up. ‘ ‘m done. let’s just go get food. ’