#ticklish!pidge

[itslittlegiggle]

Vega I’m gonna yell at you about Voltron now-

I wrote a baby fic this morning

Enjoy this meal ❤️

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Keith who doesn’t know he’s ticklish until he’s a member of team Voltron.

Of course he knows what it is… it’s a hellish way of getting information out of a person. He learned that in the Garrison from an early age

At least, that’s what he thought it was…?

—

He wakes up to the sound of Pidge’s happy, shrieking laughter, and the cooing teasing of Hunk’s voice.

Bleary-eyed and yawning, Keith staggers into the living room to see Pidge trapped against Hunk’s chest in a hug, fingers worming up and down her sides.

“Y’know Pidge, you need to start taking better care of yourself. You can’t save the universe when you don’t sleep.”

“Huhuhuhunk! stohohohoppihihit!”

“See I would, I really would, but then you wouldn’t learn a lesson, and this would all be for naught.”

“Buhuhuhut my wohohohork!”

“It can wait. You need to get some sleep, dude. I know you never went to bed last night.”

Pidge whined and tried to protest, but squeaked instead when hunk’s fingers traveled to her neck and ears. “Nahahat fahahahair!”

“It’s so totally fair, Pidge. I just need to tucker you out, and then you can sleep.”

“Okahahahay! Okahahahay! Ihihihim dohohohone!”

Keith noticed that after Pidge tapped Hunk’s arm, the taller male stopped immediately. But- Pidge didn’t agree to his terms… Why did he stop so soon?

His question was answered when the green paladin slumped against the yellow, eyes drooping and a giddy smile on her face.

“Told ya. All you needed was some tiring out,” Hunk cooed as he adjusted her in his arms. On the way out of the room, Hunk passed by Keith and smiled. “Oh, good morning, Keith. I’m just going to put Pidge to bed, and I’ll be back out.”

Only nodding after, Keith watched the two retreat down the hall. He sat on the couch, dazed and confused as to what the hell he just witnessed. After a moment or so, he sees a blur in front of his eyes. He blinks back into reality, looking up to see Lance.

“Everything okay?” the blue paladin asked, sitting next to the red.

“Wh- Yeah… I’m uh. I’m just a little confused,” Keith admitted.

“About what?”

“Well… Pidge stayed up all night, so Hunk tickled her to get her tired so she could sleep.”

“Right…”

“But when she said to stop, he stopped right away. I didn’t think she was allowed to control when it stops.”

“Keith…” Lance looked at him, concerned. “Who told you that?”

“I learned about it, at the Garrison,” he mumbled. “It’s supposed to be for interrogation and coercion, isn’t it?”

Lance stared brokenly at the red paladin. How awful was his home life as a kid? “Of course not. I mean- it can be for that, but it’s not exclusively for that.”

Keith looked like his world had been rocked.

Lance smiled patiently at the other. “Keith, do you trust me?”

He nodded.

“Come here; lay down in my lap.”

“Lance…?”

“J-Just trust me!”

Keith obeyed and lay flat, eyes looking questioningly at Lance’s.

“Tell me when to stop, okay?” With another nod for permission, Lance’s fingers descended on Keith’s stomach, making purple eyes widen before their owner fell into gentle giggles. “See? It can be nice and playful… or I could be mean and start teasing you. Cootchie cootchie cootchie cootchie-“

“Lahahahance! Nohohoho!” Keith’s face buried into Lance’s side. “Thahahahats wohohohorse!”

“Awww someone’s weak to teasing, that’s sweet. How about here?”

Keith squealed and arched away from the gentle tickling fingers when they found their way to his ribs. “Ohohoho my gohoHOHOD-“ The fingers had wormed their way up under his arms, causing him to kick his feet.

“Oh? You want me to go there next? Sure, let me just finish my job up here first.”

Oh dear. Lance was too good at this teasy stuff. “Breheheheak! Breheheheak!”

When the magic word was spoken, Lance’s fingers came to an abrupt halt, gently rubbing the spot he was previously tickling. “Well? Did you have fun?”

“I-“ Keith unburied his face to look up at Lance. “I-I guess so? It didn’t feel like I was helpless or anything, so I think it was fun.”

“Well, there you go! See, tickling can be fun if you have the right person doing it. I for one will always respect your right to tell me to stop.” Noticing Hunk walking in, Lance smiled. “Say, Keith… have you ever heard of a raspberry?”

The red paladin cocked his head, thinking for a second. “No I don’t think-“

“Do you want to know what they are?”

“I uh- I guess?”

“KEITH, BUDDY, ITS A TRAP! HE’S GONNA-“ Hunk’s voice boomed as he ran to the couch.

Before Keith knew it, his shirt was raised, and Lance was blowing a huge raspberry into his side. His head fell back as adorable giggles fell out of his lips.

“-tickle… you…” Hunk sighed.

Well, he tried his best. He sat down across from the two to watch the chaos unfold. Lance eventually grabbed Keith’s wrists and held them above his head, blowing a raspberry and tickling under his arm at the same time.

Keith’s shrieking laughter was so loud that he woke up Shiro, and then Keith learned that sometimes the people doing the tickling are ticklish too… and Lance was quite an extreme example of that rule.

As Shiro sat on the couch and held Lance against his chest, unrelenting pinches on the boy’s hips, Keith and Hunk watched with interest to see just how long it would take for Lance to fold.

This family is going to have quite a lot of learning experiences…

GIRL DNSKCNSBXVBD I WAS NOT EXPECTING THIS????? SLAY! Thank you for sharing!!!

lance explaining to keith he can have boundaries 😭 like lance grew up in a big family and im sure rules had to be established bc sometimes siblings can go overboard so he’s big on respecting boundaries

KEITH TRUSTING LANCE???? NO QUESTIONS ASKED????? 🥹

You’re pulling me HARD back into voltron and I’m not complaining lmaoooo

[adobedragon]

“Pointy chin?” Lance pulled Pidge close, puffing a tickling burst of air into her ear. “Who you callin’ ‘Pointy chin?’”

“Careful. You could put an eye out with that pointy chin,” she said between giggles. She prided herself in being the sort of woman who never giggled, but he always reduced her to this.

“So says the person who has to look up to look down.” His fingers were searching for a ticklish spot on her ribs.

“Short jokes?” She rolled her eyes. “That’s the best you can do, Spaghetti Legs? Short jokes?”

“Short people got no reason…” he sang.

“That song isn’t actually about short people but instead referring to—”

“Short people,” he sang. “They got grubby little fingers.” He squeezed her hand. “And dirty little minds.”

She giggled again. Dammit! “You love my dirty mind.”

“I do.”

Then he kissed her neck and she lost the clever retort poised on her tongue.

[chocopbwafer]

[ general dating headcanons with fem!human!reader ]

Pairing : [m!voltron!chars x fem!reader]

TW? : None

Word Amount : 836

Originally Posted On : AO3

When Shiro gets stressed out he just likes to rest his head In your lap, or In the crook of your neck while he wraps his arms around your waist.

  He finds your presence very comforting.

  When you're worried or stressed out, he catches on Immediately.

  Will give you a glass of your favorite beverage, maybe some snacks and hold you close to him, and you just bury your head In his chest enjoying the comfort.

  "Want to talk about It?"

  If you don't want to, then he'll respect that, he'll just try to keep whatever's bothering you off your mind.

  If you do want to though, he'll definitely listen to whatever you want to vent about.

  He's been In a few past relationships so he's decent In experience

  He gives great hugs.

  (Sometimes he likes to be the little spoon.)

  Idk why but he gives me the vibe of somebody who can cook good waffles

  He likes to kiss the bridge of your nose.

  If you have freckles then he's definitely kissing each one he can find.

  Kiss his forehead while playing with his hair If you want him to melt Into a puddle

  (♡)

  You and Hunk have your own little cooking class with each other.

  One part of you Is paying attention to what he's saying while he's cooking with you and the other part Is just smiling cause he's smiling too and his happiness Is so contagious???

  He's been on a few dates before but this would be his first time In a serious relationship so he's kinda awkward at first

  He eventually warms up and gets closer to you

  He's a really good singer, like, you come home one evening and just hear him In the shower singing his lungs away

  If you've had a nightmare he'll hum and sing to you while holding you close, and he sounds so nice you end up dozing off.

  Kiss his cheeks and he's just gonna grin at you like a goof

  (♡)

  Self-care for Lance Is a very big deal, and If he notices that you're not taking time out to care for yourself he's putting that to a whole stop.

  Ask him for face masks and moisturizers cause the boy stays stocked up

  He'll definitely wash and braid your hair (If you let him that Is!)

  Pampers you with love and affection every chance he can

  He's clingy and needs kisses every five seconds

  "Lance, I JUST kissed you"

  "I want another one though!"

  Despite his constant flirting he actually has never been In a relationship, let alone a date

  So when he asks you out and you accept he's kinda confused 

  "Now what?"

  Very sweet boyfriend

  He likes to nuzzle his head Into your neck and sneak a peck or two there.

  His jaw Is kinda ticklish but he certainly won't complain if you pepper a few kisses there

(♡)

  Both you and Shiro are the only ones that can calm Keith down when he's agitated.

  Just pull him aside and talk to him for a little bit

  He'll calm down

  Eventually

  He's never been In a relationship before and he's kinda emotionally constipated so the whole dating and love thing Is kinda awkward for him

  So when he asks you out, flowers In hand, his head averted and cheeks a dusty pink you already know he didn't do It on his own

  Shiro, Hunk and Pidge helped him out

  Coran helped too, but Keith was pretty sure the courting methods he was talking about probably only worked on Altean women

  Goes to Shiro for advice occasionally 

  He does not understand flirting

  He'll just look at you confused and then like, ten hours later he's like "oh"

  He really likes to hold your hands, and just idly rub along the lines of your palms

  He likes to kiss your knuckles

  His shoulders are kinda ticklish

(♡)

    Sometimes you'll tag along behind Coran when he makes improvements on the castle-ship.

  While you help him with chores and whatnot he might talk about what Altea was like

  He'll apologize for babbling but If you encourage him to keep talking about his home-planet and he will not hesitate to just talk about what It was like, and you end up smiling cause his eyes are literally sparkling the whole time

  Tell him about earth dang it

  Poor man doesn't know what snow is

  If you and the rest of the crew ever make It back home you promise to yourself the first thing you'll do Is show your boyfriend how to make a snowman

  Has been In a few relationships and dates before but with Altean women

  He has no clue on how to pursue a human woman

  Gets advice from both Pidge and Shiro

  He's oddly warm

  Like, If you cuddle or hug him he just feels like a fricking furnace

  Very overprotective and sweet boyfriend tbh

  He likes to sneak little kisses at the tips of your ear

  fin.

[delaware-lemme-smash]

hi bestie i saw your hawks headcanons that were from over a year ago(?) but im a treasure finder and also a hardcore hawks simp so i wonder if you could make some more headcanons of what hawks would do if like, when hawks just whacks reader when theyre sleeping, reader just deadass plucks his feathers out?? ly

Hey bestie! Congrats, your ask has pulled me out a massive writing slump. Enjoy! <3

Takami Keigo/Hawks

Hawks can get a bit careless with his wings while he sleeps. He’s not used to sharing a bed. Oh, he’s had one-night stands but he usually doesn’t stay long once the fun is over. You’re likely to be his first long term relationship, especially since the Hero Commission has been breathing down his neck this whole time. 

So yeah, he sometimes flaps his wings on you while he’s sleeping. It doesn’t hurt, but it sure as shit is annoying when you get woken up in the middle of the night because Keigo’s twitching. 

Even worse, the fucker finds it hilarious when you tell him about it in the morning.

So one night you get woken up by another fwump and sit there in the dark, glaring down at your snoring boyfriend. He won't be able to do it again if you pluck him like a chicken. It's something you've jokingly threatened to do before.

Keigo's wings aren't like a normal bird's. He seems to have small struts of bone and tendon at the top, then layers of telekinesis-linked feathers. You start pulling those babies out one by one, flicking them off the bed with savage satisfaction.

"Try waking me up now, jackass."

You forgot one crucial thing, bae. His feathers are sensitive. He can use them to detect sound waves; he won't be sleeping through a plucking.

His hand clamps down on your wrist as he jerks upright. It takes a second for his eyes to adjust. He takes in you, the feathers littering the floor and the bed, and smirks. There's no danger, just a pissy bedmate.

"That was a mistake, pidge."

The feathers on the floor shudder and rise into the air. Before you know it, your ass is pinned down by all the feathers you plucked out and some more to boot. Keigo straddles you, grinning. It'd get you hot and bothered in other cirucmstances but you know he's in full asshole mode. Sure enough, he yanks up your shirt to expose your midriff. Feathers tremble in the air.

"Hey, aren't you ticklish?"

[ao3feed-klance]

Lux Brumalis

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/tR7BTYs

by dailyandgaily

Following Keith’s return from the Blade, he and Lance find that their dynamic has shifted for the worse. Their time apart has driven a wedge between them, wherein Keith had brought up his walls yet again, ruining the delicate balance they had achieved before Keith left.

So in a desperate attempt to garner Keith’s attention, Lance goes out of his way to crack jokes, and in doing so, he makes Keith laugh for the first time. From that point onward, he makes it his life's mission to try and hear that laugh more often—wanting to use it to close this newfound divide between them. And in the process, he discovers that the intimidating and seemingly untouchable Keith Kogane is actually ticklish.

All the while, Keith is harboring a secret from the rest of the team. He’s forced to reckon with his heritage as he comes to the horrifying realization that he’s turning Galra, and there’s no way for him to fix it. But it seems kismet has a different plan in mind when Lance finds out, refusing to let him deal with it alone.

Words: 3744, Chapters: 1/4, Language: English

Fandoms: Voltron: Legendary Defender

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Lance (Voltron), Keith (Voltron), Shiro (Voltron), Pidge | Katie Holt, Matt Holt, Hunk (Voltron), Allura (Voltron), Coran (Voltron)

Relationships: Keith/Lance (Voltron)

Additional Tags: Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Keith is ticklish, Lance is smitten with his laugh, First Kiss, Pining Lance (Voltron), Pining Keith (Voltron), Galra Keith (Voltron), Keith is turning Galra, Touch-Starved Keith (Voltron), Mutual Pining, Eventual Smut, Smut, Bottom Keith (Voltron), Top Lance (Voltron), Angst with a Happy Ending, Getting Together, if you squint there's plot, the plot is they're gay

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/tR7BTYs

[duckymcdoorknob]

Daily Speedwrite Pairings: Day 5

“Wanna try my vr?” -Plance

“Pidge that’s totally wicked!” Hunk squeaked from his position in front of the latter, his eyes sparkling.

“Thanks! I found it for super cheap at the space mall. I was really shocked to find something like this there.” Pidge chimed.

“Same here!” Hunk said beaming, “what are you going to play first?”

“Oh I’ve already took a crack at Beat Saber.” The girl replied, spinning a package of batteries in her hand, “I’ve been addicted to the YouTube videos since I found out about it.”

“Cool! I call second dibs!” The yellow clad boy cooed, flopping down onto the couch that was positioned in front of the tv.

“Wh-second?” She cocked an eyebrow, “Why not first?”

“PIDGE! WHAT IS THAT!? LOOKS COOL! LEMME TRY!” An erratic voice echoed through the room suddenly.

“That’s why.” Hunk chimed, laying down casually on the couch.

“Oh hey Lance!” Pidge beamed, “want to try my new VR?”

Lance nodded with a huge and goofy grin painted on his face. “Set me up!”

Pidge obliged and helped her friend put on the headset, then carefully handed him the controllers.

“Set me up for Beat Saber pretty please?” Lance cooed, standing attentively at the tv. He waved to himself repeatedly, as he could see his “hands” in the screen.

The girl chuckled and set up the game for her friend. “Alright. I’ll put you on to a simple song.”

Lance stood on alert as he started to swipe at colored bricks. Soon he got into the groove of things.

“Oooh! Buddy look! You’re close to beating Pidge’s high score!” Hunk chimed from the couch.

“Wha-?!” Pidge’s eyebrows shot up in shock upon seeing the score, “no way! Not gonna happen!”

“Oh it’s happening!” Lance snarled back playfully, still fixated on the neon bricks he was smashing.

“Sorry bud. But that high score is mine!” Pidge cried out before gently jabbing Lance’s sides

“NGRH- PIDGE N-“ Lance huffed, trying time regain his composure and hyperfocus.

“Pidge yes. Time to say goodbye to your high score.”

Pidge let her nimble fingers worm their way under the boy’s shirt to squeeze around his sides.

“PFF- Pihihihihidgehehehe! nohohohoho!” Lance whined, not bothering to fight.

“Never! I’ll make you miss!” Pidge replied with an evil grin.

“Ihihihihi’ll wihihihihin!” Lance chirped, lazer focusing his eyes to the, now shaking, bricks.

When Pidge moves her hands up under his arms, they immediately shot down, causing Lance to just fall short of her high score

“NOHOHOHO FAHAHAHAHIHIHIHIR!” Lance howled as his most sensitive spot was ruthlessly attacked.

“All is fair in love and Beat Saber.” Pidge cooed as she moved one hand down to squeeze Lance’s stomach pudge.

“NOHOHOHOHO STAHAHAHAHAP! MEHEHEHEHEHERCY!” Lance crumbled to the floor, giggling like crazy.

“Mmmm Nah!” Pidge replied, “I’m gonna make sure you know to never beat my high score.”

“IHIHIHIHI KNOHOHOHOHOW! IHIHIHI KNOOOOOW HAHAH!” Lance writhed under his friend’s evil touches, trying so desperately to escape his ticklish dilemma.

“Hmm. But do you really?” Pidge dipped a finger into Lance’s belly button, “do you actually really?”

“YEHEHEHEHEHES! OHOHOHOHO GAHAHAHAD! YES YES YEHEHEHEHES! STAHAHAHAHPPIHIHIHIT!” Lance was howling with laughter by now, slamming his fists against the ground.

Pidge chuckled and helped her friend to his feet, sneaking a few squeezes to the boy’s side as he steadied himself.

“Evil child. Evil.” Lance spat.

“Aww someone’s mad they didn’t beat my high score.” Pidge teased, letting her lips purse on every word.

“I’m gonna beat it’s just watch it.”

When a few hours passed, Pidge found herself being beckoned to the room where the TV was located.

“When did-“

“Just now.”

“How did-“

“Grovel. That’s right. Grovel. I beat your high score fair and square!”

“grrrr.” Pidge soon pounced again, reducing her friend into a puddle of messy giggles.

[moonpiies]

Can I please have some Lance x Reader headcanons? :3 Thank you so much, and have a nice day/night!

LANCE MCCLAIN X GN!READER HEADCANONS

thank you for requesting!

pairing: lance mcclain x gn!reader

warning(s): none!

note: these aren’t written in a particular order

you will be dating Lance Mcflirty pants

see what I did there ;)

see what I did there ;)

ANYWAYS

when you guys first met, he was flirting with you non stop

so you just played along

for funzies

until he asked you on a date

you said yes

“Wait really—”

“Yes really”

the date went well

Pidge did not spy on you guys from afar

She did

he walked you home like the gentleman he is

you kissed him on the cheek :)

happiest guy in the world right there

if you’re shorter that him he will most DEFINITELY make fun of your height and use you as an arm rest that’s for another time tho

piggybacks FOR LIFEEEE

lance is very ticklish.

you use this to your own advantage

has definitely done that thing where he stands outside you house with a speaker singing the lyrics

he’s totally into PDA

if you’re shy, he will do it to make you get flustered

cheek kisses, hand holding, hugs from behind and all that stuff

[fandomsnfluff]

.....vld headcanons because why not

i just can’t help myself no judgies (i wrote minis on my other blog but ofc i wanted to expand on them over here lmaooooo)

shiro

he’s kind of AVERAGELY ticklish??? if you know what i mean by that??? like he’ll probably just try to squirm away if you poke at his sides and maaaaybe giggle a bit if you’re persistent?? like it’s not too bad for him??

however. HOWEVER. there are two (2) spots that he just. can’t handle having touched. and those are his underarms (underarm?) and feet. like seriously you are putting YOURSELF at risk if you go for these spots tbh. like again he can normally tough it out but he loses all touch with reality if you get either of these places

he makes this really hilariously high-pitched shriek, like he barely even laughs skjdhfsdfk. but when he does he sounds like he’s choking

he and adam had a TON of tickle fights back when they lived together at the garrison. like literally ANYTHING will turn into tickle battles because of shiro’s sneaky ass

like i said before he’d grab his boyfriend in a hug and just hold him and tickle him out of nowhere. adam is much more insanely ticklish than shiro so he’s likely to lose maaaaybe 9/10

lance

HE IS THE MOST TEASY AND TOUCHY PERSON YOU WILL EVER MEET IN YOUR LIFE I SHIT YOU NOT. he is much more of a ler but when he’s a lee?? he’s kind of dead tbh

like this kid loses ALL control when he gets tickled. seriously he just spazzes out all over the place and lets out this inhuman shriek. it doesn’t even matter where you tickle him he just can’t help it

he’s like a giant walking tickle spot tbh??? but his neck, sides, and feet are pretty sensitive tbh. again i don’t think his reactions are all that different if you target other places he’ll still sound like a dying cow KJSDHFKJSHDF

HE LITERALLY TICKLES KEITH ALL THE FUCKING TIME SKJDHFDSJKF. HE GIVES ZERO FUCKS ABOUT IF HE GETS PUNCHED IN THE FACE HE JUST WANTS TO SEE GRUMPY BOY LAUGHING 😭 

listen he and his siblings have tickle fights all the time and as the youngest HE IS CONSTANTLY THE TARGET PLS HELP HIM. but he doesn’t really express that he minds all that much??? he’s always just like “that was fucking torture” or something but waits to get the perpetrator back??? he is a very interesting individual

keith

okay i’ve been standing by this since day one but imo keefy is THE most ticklish paladin. by fucking far lmao

he??? genuinely has NO idea why???? he’s so fucking sensitive and he thinks it’s the weirdest thing ever??? but he’ll deny it to his grave even though absolutely NOBODY is taking his shit

he’s grumpy as hell if ANYBODY tries it. he might just punch them in the face. but if they actually DO manage to get him then he’s just. he’s done. he CANNOT handle it for SHIT.

like literally the INSTANT someone latches onto his sides he just lets out this inhuman SHRIEK and attempts to muffle it with whatever he can but TO NO AVAIL

he cannot hold his laughter back for shit. he just breaks into this really uncontrolled HOWLING laughter like he’s being tortured, it’s alarming but cute

everybody was completely shocked but actually kind of ecstatic as well from this??? the instant the bridge found out about his weakness they kind of all became monsters lmao

he’s ticklish as hell ABSOLUTELY everywhere, sides, underarms, neck, feet, you name it. but his feet are his absolute weakest point, he’ll just scream if you go for them. but he wears shoes everywhere, all the time, even when he’s sleeping, so it’s actually pretty difficult to get to them kjsdhfsd

hunk

HE IS. SO SOFT. listen hunk absolutely loves using tickling as a bonding tactic especially with keith. HE LEGITIMATELY HAS NO FEAR.

but like. also listen to this. he’s also kinda?? extremely weak?? probably weaker to lighter touches but don’t get me wrong heavy tickles make him laugh too

his sides and ribs would probably be really ticklish, he makes a lot of funny snorting noises when you get him here and he probably wheezes and coughs a lot too

he probably says “i can’t breathe!” like right away even though he can, he just doesn’t want to be tickled

he’s probably the most MERCILESS lers of the whole team tbh. he’s not a very fast runner if the person he’s targeting tries to run away but if he does manage to latch on to them?? THEY’D BETTER PREPARE THEMSELVES FOR THE TICKLING OF THE CENTURY. THIS MAN IS ABSOLUTELY MERCILESS LIKE HE’S MADE THE OTHER PALADINS SCREAM AT LEAST ONCE

pidge

i feel like?? her reactions definitely depend on her mood at a given time and day?? like if you’re sitting next to her and you poke her it just won’t work but surprising her will when she’s hyperfocused or in a good mood will

she’s not really a big fan of being tickled tbh. i mean if you get her in the right mood she’ll probably scream and attempt to punch or kick you (cuz she’s a kicker, watch out) and start shouting curses through her laughter

i mean that’s basically her reaction to tickling tbh, she kind of gets completely out of control from all of it and will lose all sense of reality tbh.

i think her torso just as a whole would be really sensitive?? like all the way from the underarms to the hips and also her stomach??

she roughhouses a lot with matt who knows exactly how to tickle his sister, and she’s probably hypersensitive to his touch so she just crumbles instantly when he gets her. but she definitely gets him back, and i do think matt is actually more ticklish than pidge in a very general sense

but yeah speaking of her getting matt back, she’s fucking RUTHLESS. you do not want to be at her hands. despite her small size she WILL manage to hold you down and she WILL find your weakest spot. you probably won’t win this one sorry

[chibi-pix]

“Victory is mine!” Pidge cheered as she jumped off and onto Sendak’s stomach, making him grunt at the sudden weight change. “Do you surrender?”

“I never surrender! Victory or tickles!”

“Then you chose tickles!” Pidge responded as best as she could. She then started tickling him.

Commander Sendak, trained personally by Emperor Zarkon, one of his best and most trusted soldiers ever, and a feared man to many who have fought him, was not a ticklish man. Of course, when it came to Pidge, he knew how to laugh perfectly, finding her determination adorable, amusing, and overall heart warming. His laugh was full of warmth as he splayed his arms out.

“Oh no! The great warrior Pidge! She has defeated me! Oooh!” He let his head turn to the side, tongue sticking out of his mouth. He played dead.

“I gotcha! I gotcha!” Pidge sang out. She then watched Sendak. “Huh? Sendak? Sendy!” She scooted up along his stomach and sat on his chest; her weight was hardly a thing and wasn’t a problem for the commander. She leaned in closer to his face. “Sendy, you okay? I didn’t hurt you, did I?” She poked his cheek. “Sendy?”

“Boo!” Sendak quickly turned his head. Pidge let out a playful squeal as she rolled back. With this, the Galran sat up and started tickling her, making her giggle, kick, squirm, and holler. He then picked her up, holding her above his head. “A true little warrior you are! You have defeated me in your first battle!”

I felt the need to put that segment of an upcoming chapter to Raising Paladins to give context to the picture.  Anyway! In Raising Paladins, though disciplined and strict, Sendak did have his moments as a good and loving parent/guardian to little Pidge. Anyway! Enjoy this cute softness! Until next time!

[bubblegum-switch]

hello! idk if you’re still active on this blog but i saw a post saying you’d accept requests and headcanons?? you’re honestly one of my favorite blogs and your writing is adorable 💞 anyway, my request because voltron still owns my entire ass. i was thinking maybe pre established klance and errr, lance having a huge thing for tickling and not knowing how to tell keith he likes it, bc he’s worried that keith would be weirded out by it if he finds out but when does keith finds out, he’s not? 🥺

YOOO SAME BOAT W VOLTRON STILL OWNING MY ASS

no i have not watched s8 and no i will not but i still love the characters SO much

Anyway absolutely I can do this yes. I haven’t written tickling in literally years (whoops) but I can only hope it’s improved since then. Also good lord ticklish!Lance still owns my whole heart so omg thank you for this amazing prompt, i hope you weren’t hoping for a full one-shot and are okay with a less-formal one this turned out longer than expected lmao

Also aaaaaaaaaaa your words are so kind, ily anon <3 I hope to remember this blog more often bc I’m so bored bc of quarantine and what better way to pass the time than to write?

Note: There’s like. no actual tickling in this bc I wrote it pretty much entirely around the confession itself but there’s still some teasy Keith which is always good. Also I wrote this from like 3:30-5am whoops

Also this isn't letting me put in a working Read More and I am sorry for the resulting long post

Rating: T, it gets suggestive in words but not actions and there’s nothing explicit

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Lance bit his lip. It was Space Family Movie Night, and while it was a good movie that Hunk picked out, the scene that was currently playing was...

Well. The two main characters were having a (brief, but still) tickle fight on the protagonist’s bed. Lance had been hardly paying attention up to this point - it just wasn’t his kind of movie - but this... this scene had his eyes glued to the screen

He tried not to pay attention to Keith’s arm around his shoulders. He tried not to think about the fingers that absentmindedly twitched every so often. It was probably just a byproduct of his arm getting tired and wanting to move, but during this scene Lance was hyper-aware of those fingers.

None of the others seemed to pay much attention to the scene. To be fair, it wasn’t a major scene. It was objectively cute - the protagonist had a mutual crush on the other character, and they were finally getting close. But Lance couldn’t help but be minorly petrified by it. He tried to be nonchalant, but felt restless throughout it. He tried to hold still, but found himself drinking from his glass of water less calmly than he’d have liked to afterwards.

All too soon, his cup was empty. He extracted himself from Keith’s arm and walked to the kitchen both to refill his water and take a breath.

He looked out the window of the castleship at the vast expanse of stars as he turned on the sink’s faucet. After testing the temperature with his hand, he brought the glass to it, nearly overfilling it. He raised it to his lips and let the crystal-clear water cool him off from the inside-out.

After a few sips, he set it back down on the counter, looking out into the cosmos once more.

“Coming back soon?”

Lance jumped as he heard his boyfriend’s voice suddenly in the room with him.

“You startled me,” he chuckled nervously, picking his glass back up. “I’ll be back in in just a minute.” 

Keith smiled at him, then walked over to him, gently embracing him against the counter and following his gaze outside.

“I’m glad we did this,” Keith said softly into his shoulder. It was still a relatively new relationship between them. They had been dancing around their feelings for long enough, and about a week before they decided to cut their losses and give in.

“Me too,” Lance said, nuzzling into his arms, letting his earlier flustering dissipate from his mind.

“So, care to tell me why you left so suddenly?”

Lance could hear a gentle smile in Keith’s voice. “Hm?” he asked, feigning ignorance.

“You got up so quickly, are you alright?”

Lance thought quickly to cover himself. “Y-yeah, I just got thirsty all of a sudden.” He took another sip of water to cement his point.

“Well,” Keith pulled himself away and began turning to walk back to the lounge, “don’t keep me waiting too long, okay?”

“I’ll be back in soon,” Lance smiled warmly back at him. Crisis averted, for now at least.

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It was movie night again, a week later. This time, Pidge had control of what they were watching. It was a spy movie of sorts, one Pidge said she used to watch all the time on Earth.

Lance was laying with his head in Keith’s lap, feet hanging over the arm of the loveseat they were in. He was more invested in this movie than the one Hunk showed the previous week.

When the protagonist was kidnapped by the enemy agents and woke up tied to a chair, a tiny warning bell went off in Lance’s head. Be on guard, it said.

When the head enemy agent approached the protagonist saying she had ways to make her talk, the warning bell got significantly louder. Logically, Lance figured it wasn’t going to be what he simultaneously hoped and feared it would be.

When the enemy spy walked around the back of the protagonist and extended her hands to the tied woman’s sides, Lance tensed up. Yep, here it comes.

Sure, the scene only lasted a few seconds before the enemy paused, threatened more, and the protagonist gave in, but it felt like an eternity to Lance. He quickly downed the juice in his glass, leapt up and went to the kitchen once again. 

“Come on, it’s not a big deal,” he said to his reflection in the window’s glass. He gripped the edge of the countertop. He felt that his face was probably glowing pink, and tried to shake his head to clear his mind.

“You should be able to handle 10 seconds just seeing it.” Lance set his head on the cool stone under his hands and groaned.

“So you’re obviously not okay,” a voice behind him spoke.

He jumped up and whipped around to, sure enough, see Keith standing across the kitchen. Lance noted he seemed to be fighting a smile.

“I’m fine,” Lance said shakily, filling his glass with water once more.

Keith’s trace of a smile melted away into a concerned frown as he closed the distance between them.

“Look,” he began. “Two weeks in a row you jumped up and ran out of the room. Is it me? Is it the movie choices? Do you now want to be touching me when we watch them?” The genuine concern in Keith’s voice hurt Lance to hear. 

“N-no, it’s not that,” Lance rushed to amend. “It’s just... uh...” and he quickly faltered. How was he going to explain this? It hadn’t ever come up between them, and it wasn’t exactly easy for Lance to talk about.

Keith’s face changed before Lance could continue, and for the life of him Lance couldn’t name the expression he now held.

“Is it something with tickling? You don’t like it, do you?”

Static was now the only thing in Lance’s mind. He flinched and felt his face grow warm as he fought back a smile with an attempt at a frown.

“Ah-n-no it’s not that I just - uh--”

“I can make sure there isn’t any content of it in movies from here on out,” Keith stepped closer and took Lance’s hand. “I want you to be comfortable, and if this helps it helps, right?”

Lance still couldn’t figure out the expression on his face. In the meantime, he was panicking. Oh god, Keith was saying things Lance didn’t want to hear. This was embarrassing, but for the wrong reasons. Keith was wildly incorrect, but Lance couldn’t bring him to tell him so.

The blue paladin only couldn’t handle those scenes because of everyone around him. If Lance let himself react naturally to it, surely they’d notice the squirming and stifled giggles coming from him.

He just couldn’t bring himself to tell Keith he not only enjoyed but loved being tickled. It just felt too weird to admit, plus he couldn’t exactly say The Word out loud which made things significantly more difficult.

“N-no, it’s not...” he bit his lip and avoided Keith’s gaze. He was so afraid his boyfriend would think him weird for it, especially the extent to which he loved it.

“Then what is it? You know you can tell me anything, right?” Keith squeezed his hand. 

Lance couldn’t meet his gaze. He tried his best to squeeze out the words anyway. 

“It’s not... that I don’t like it...” and he couldn’t speak any further. He could only hope that Keith could extrapolate far enough.

Lance felt a squeeze on his hand again as Keith laughed softly. “That’s it, Lance?”

“I’m sorry... I know it’s weird--”

“Look at me,” Keith interrupted, gently cupping Lance’s chin and turning his face to meet his own. The blue paladin still struggled to make eye contact. “There’s nothing weird about it.”

Lance stayed quiet, looking down at the floor.

Keith fondly rolled his eyes before pressing a kiss to Lance’s forehead. “If anything, it’s adorable. You like laughing and smiling so much, it’s only a natural progression.”

Lance snickered at his boyfriend’s logic.

“Oh? Was that a laugh?” Keith quickly responded, enjoying watching Lance blush deeply. “I wasn’t even doing anything!” he smiled, moving to pin him between himself and the counter. With a shift to a bit of a darker expression and an evil grin on his face, Lance knew things were going to be alright.

“But I can,” and Lance’s stomach was full of butterflies.

A nervous giggle spilled from his lips. “Not here,” he whispered back. “The others might hear.”

Keith leaned in close to his ear. “Then tell me, Lance, how much do you like it?”

A shiver went up and down Lance’s spine. The blue paladin grabbed his boyfriend’s wrists in  surge of energy and started leading him towards his bedroom, so they were out of earshot. 

Their impromptu “sparring sessions” were about to get a lot more interesting.

[puppetmaster55]

Pidge: Are you ticklish? Lance Zoldyck, already climbed up the wall and in the upper corner of the room: no?

Lance couldn’t be more obvious about the truth lol

[ticklefits]

maybe keith (vld) for the tickling ask meme? :D

character tickling ask meme! | @fandomsnfluff

keith kogane:

on a scale of 1-10, how ticklish are they?

i’d say probably an 8. keith definitely seems like the broody touch-starved type whos actually very sensitive but you wont know until he lets you get close.

where is their most ticklish spot(s)?

neck, lower back, and the just below his ribs. all very specific places that will get you a broken hand if you try to touch there.

which spots are they not ticklish?

sorry folks, keith isn’t all that ticklish on his sides or hips, which are some pretty common places to be sensitive. you might get some giggles if you catch him by surprise and tickle him in those places, but nothing of significance and you bet your ass he’s going to retaliate 

what is their laugh like?

it’s higher in pitch than someone might expect looking at him, but you sort of get it once you hear his voice, cause the man aint all that deep. it’s still cute though, and he gets choked up and wheezes sometimes when he laughs too hard since he hasnt had all that much to laugh about growing up, so its foreign to him ):

do they enjoy tickling? if yes, is it a fun platonic/familial thing, or kinky thing to them, or can it be both depending on the circumstance?

to a degree, yes. it depends on the person, and you’d better be close to him if you’re tickling him, because you can and will get hurt if you arent. if you’re his lover, chances are, it’s gonna be considered both a wholesome, platonic thing and a bedroom thing, dependent on the situation 

are they more often a lee or ler, generally?

i definitely feel like its both, but keith can give off some serious ler energy. remember that scene when allura snapped a spoonful of food goo and got pidge in the face, and not even seconds later, keith growls out a “go loose, pidge!” and flips that shit right back at A PRINCESS? shit gave me chills and yall cant look me in the eyes and tell me that man wouldn’t WRECK YOUR SHIT if he wanted to 

who is someone in their life that they tickle often?

he probably doesn’t initiate tickle fights often because a) he’s very ticklish himself and b) he has a problem with vulnerability. those issues get better though and once keith gets closer to the others, tickle fights deffo become more of a thing and yes, lance is definitely always a consistent target because that boy mouth be runnin marathons. sometimes keith goes after shiro, but mans quickly regrets that one LMAO

who is someone in their life that they get tickled by often?

shiro is a terrifyingly good tickler and adam could attest to that. chris can also attest to that. keith had to deal with some real ticklish nightmares as a kid growing up with shiro, and even after he became an adult and found shiro again, that didn’t stop. lessened a little bit sure, but if shiro needed to make keith feel better or punish him for being the brat he is, he knew what to do

does the word “tickle” or any variation of embarrass them?

if hes the lee in the situation, then yes it does. if hes the ler, then he will absolutely use it against whoever hes tickling and has no problem saying it, hes simply that bitch sometimes

are they embarrassed about their ticklishness, and do they try to deny/hide it?

not so much embarrassed, he just knows that he would be a target for constant tickle attacks if the people around him found out about his ticklish secret. so yes, he does deny it/hide it and will go into fight or flight if you start teasing him about it.

would gentle tickling or rough tickling affect them more?

being a warrior, keith is definitely used to harsher things and with all the training he’s always doing, i wouldn’t be surprised if you needed to dig in there to really get him howling if thats what you want. but i feel like, gentle tickling would not only affect him physically, but also mentally and emotionally, and it would be such a sight seeing him melt like that 

is there a specific spot that they enjoy being tickled, either exclusively or more than other spots? what is it?

if you’re his lover, keith is actually partial to having his lower back tickled. soft, little strokes can be soothing to him and lull him right to sleep. and, on the other side of the coin, full blown tickles on his back just feel good in a different sort of way (:< if you’re just a friend, don’t tickle him -- thats what he prefers LMAO

is there a spot that they can’t stand to be tickled, either because it’s just too sensitive, or it’s uncomfortable/painful/etc? what is it?

his neck is a big no-no unless you are, you guessed it, his lover. it doubles as an erogenous zone and if you tickle him there, as a friend, chances are, hes gonna smack you away and maybe even run

would they ever purposefully bug a friend/partner/sibling into tickling them, and if so, how would they go about it?

nah, he wouldn’t. he’s not big on asking for tickles for himself, even when hes feeling touch-starved; theres nicer, less embarrassing ways to curb that craving for touch, so, the other person would have to decide to tickle him of their own accord

does teasing affect them?

yes, no matter whether hes lee or ler. as a lee, teasing embarrasses him and he acts out because of it, and will definitely become more sensitive because of it. when he’s a ler, good fucking luck to the lee, because his teasing as a ler is so AWFUL. he’s the why are you laughing, im not even doing anything to you type of ler, the oh, not here? how about here type of ler, the mock laughter and pleading type of ler. mans is pure evil when hes a ler and if you’re a cute lee, he gets even WORSE

[akirayorak]

Prompt: It’s after the war. After everything. Lance is now living on New Altea where Coran has educated him on all things Altean (except their magic) and taken on the roll as King. And even though he still loves Allura with all of his heart... he’s married to Romelle to keep the crown in Allura’s family.

(He eventually comes to love his wife but she knows that he’ll always love Allura)

[Personal Headcanon: When Allura gave Lance his Altean markings, she coated some of her Quintessence and life force inside of them]

(The Lions do not fly off into netherland. Blue settles down on New Altea with her favorite boy and heals with him as they mourn their favorite girl)

On the other end, Keith has taken the throne as the Galra King on the new Daibazaal and he’s not taking anybody’s shit. The leftover Blade members are his personal guard.

[James is his consort since the Galrans tricked him into holding a tournament. Whoever beat him would become the King/Queen. No one did. Not even James but at least James was the closest. (Mainly because he knew Keith since they were preteens and knew all little dirty tricks to get to him (Kroila and Shiro are pleased to find out that Keith is apparently ticklish]

James and Keith are engaged and spent the first year and a half of their engagement working out their issues. Whether through talking, sparring, or quiznaking.

Kosmo approves.

so do Kroila and Kolivan.

(Definitely planning to give the two of them kids born from test tube or a surrogate whichever comes first)

(Shiro can’t collect money from Adam but he’s gonna make sure Matt gives him every dime plus interest that he is owed)

(Since the Lions didn’t fly off, Red has decided to go back to her favorite boy and Keith cries the first time he gets back in the cockpit. He missed his kitty.)

[Black is not jealous. Considering she spends her time flying between Daibazaal and Earth cause she loves both of her boys]

Pidge is trying to find away to give Green a humanoid form. There are places and things she want to show Green but can’t because she’s a giant robot.

(Also Pidge is determined to find more Olkarions to start the population over and she’s bringing Ina with her!)

Hunk and Yellow spend most of their time flying throughout the universe. He’s the coalitions number one chef! He’s started up an intergalactic chain restaurant business. Earth, Daibazaal, Altea, and Shay’s Balmera are planets were he frequents!

Kinkade and Nadia have started a television show. Voltron Reality TV that premieres every six months. (Everyone schedule is so out of wack)

Shiro and Curtis are living happily with their adopted galra and altean kids.

And then Empress Allura from the other reality comes crashing in trying to take over

[imjustheretoseetheprivateblogs]

Plance?

Who accidentallypushes a door instead of pulling/vice versa?

Lance, though there was that one time Pidge and Lancewent to Seattle and Pidge actually swore at a door that wouldn’t let her in…itwas rainy and she hadn’t had her coffee.

Who doodles littlehearts all over the desk with their initials inside them?

After she realizes her feelings for her friend, Pidge.Hunk asks her what L stands for and she said it was a variable, so until youdefine its parameters, the only possible answer is a variable or “L” if youprefer. Hunk knows L means Lance, he’s just too nice to make fun of his friendslike that.

Who starts thetickle fights?

Lance, because Pidge has a ticklish tummy.

Who starts thepillow fights?

Pidge, because Lance had the nerve to tickle her tummy.

Who falls asleeplast, watching the other with a small affectionate smile?

Pidge (“he’s a dumbass” *kisses his nose* “but he’s mydumbass”)

Who mistakes saltfor sugar?

These two are the ones who put salt in the sugar bowl andsugar in the salt shaker. Hunk has had to suspend their kitchen rights twicefor this.

Who lets themicrowave play the loud beeping sound at 1am in the morning?

Pidge (Pidge: f**k the microwave. It remembers mybreakfast Hot Pocket)

Who comes up withcheesy pick up lines?

Lance, but since all of his are shitty and he had torealize that girls aren’t won over by dumbass lines, he’s now more prone to give meaningful gestures, even if he messes up.

Who rearranges thebookshelf in alphabetical order?

Pidge; then Lance un-rearranges them; the Pidgere-rearranges them; then Lance un-re-rearranges them, ad infinitum.

Who licks thespoon when they’re baking brownies?

They tussle over it, getting brownie batter everywhere(Hunk: wha—you—my kitchen…how!?!? Lance: are we in trouble? Hunk: BANNED!!)

Who buys candlesfor dinners even though there’s no special occasion?

Lance; he buys Little Caesars and cherry diet soda to gowith it and brings the whole shebang to Pidge’s lab late at night. Pidge thinksit’s romantic.

Who draws littletattoos on the other with a pen?

Pidge; she doodles mustaches and curlicues on her lover’sface while he sleeps. He’s bummed about it until she gives him a kiss.

Who comes homewith a new souvenir magnet every time they go on vacation?

Lance (Pidge: you got me a moon rock magnet!??! From theNASA gift shop!? *in tears, she throws her arms around his neck* Lance, I loveyou!”)

Who convinces theother to fill out those couple surveys in the back of magazines?

Lance, but then he gets bummed when it says he and heraren’t compatible, so Pidge blows the magazine up Mythbusters-style and the tworomantically watch the remains fall from the sky, snow-like, secure in theirlove for one another

[psychicscavenger]

Beach-Cute(Shance)

Another Shance Mermay prompt inspired by @justshance ‘s Shance Mermay 2019 prompt list. Tagging @shancemermay as well. 

Tags: comedy, fluff, fluff and crack, first meetings, meet-cute, AU, Fairytale elements, Little Mermaid elements,

This one is a bit longer than my first one(i got too inspired apparently) Enjoy~

The sounds of the waves crashing as they hit the shore partnered with the sounds of the strange flappy birds scavenging for something to eat were very soothing, helping Lance to further relax as he reclined along a protruded rock, barely hidden from public view if someone were to stroll upon the beach then.

He kinda didn't care though, if he was being truthful. Yes, he should be more aware of keeping a "low-profile" around the humans, but Lance was curious okay? He was tired of being stuck underwater, not when there was new things to discover and explore above shore!

He could barely make out the little town in the distance next to the big seaside palace. Even from across the distance, he could smell all sorts of enticing scents wafting over to him that always stirred his appetite, even his second stomach would grumble for food despite his successful hunting trips beforehand. At night, there were magical lights that lit up across the town, matching the bright, beaming ones coming from the castle that held Lance in a trance as he lounged, watching the magical lights as some faded in and out, the bright yellow standing out against the dark violet sky above them. He wanted to see them up close, see what they were and how they shone so bright like that.

And he would.

Absentmindedly, Lance pulled out the little trinket, a locket, Lotor had given him earlier after Lance went skulking around the Dark Abysmal Zone, an appropriate nickname for the area where shady no good mers dwelled. Lance had been repeatedly warned by his Mama to never go down there ever, mostly because the sea witch, a notorious cecaelia known for her dark magic, lurked there, ready to trick any young mer that crossed her path. Rumor has it that her witchcraft had once been good, previously thought to be a wonderful healer, but now she was focusing towards the dark arts, which is what banished her from the mers kingdom many seasons ago.

And yet, Lance had seeked her out despite the warnings of his family and his friends. He only made it about a mile into the abysmal zone when Lotor had popped up in front of him and gave him a bargain deal instead. Lance would get to be a human for a week in return he owed Lotor one small favor. It was very vague and incredibly shifty to openly accept but then Lotor had to bring up how the handsome human he'd seen Lance ogling had been returning to the shore with another handsome man which had Lance agreeing to the deal immediately.

Hey at least, he still had his voice!

Lance hummed as his fingers traced the design of the necklace, the magic he needed to switch was contained in the locket Lotor had given him, whenever he wanted to become human, all he had to do was go to shore, think of what his heart most wanted and the spell should work. So now Lance waited, wondering when he should use the locket if he should wait until he sees the handsome man again or simply do it now. As he pondered what to do, he heard familiar machine splashes of two mers surfacing and rolled his eyes, knowing immediately who they were.

"Hunk! Pidge! I told you not to follow me!" Lance shook his fist, looking every bit like an angry spinster fish as Pidge, the youngest of the three mers rolled their eyes.

"Yeah, like we were gonna listen to you. We've been following you since you went to the Dark Abysmal Zone, we know all about that deal with Prince Fish Whore." Lance huffed, closing his arms as he glanced away, refusing to engage in the argument he knew was about to start brewing.

"Pidge is right Lance, remember how that guy has literally been after you to court and stuff? Making a deal with him doesn't seem like the best idea buddy." Hunk pointed out as Lance made an angry noise, leaning closer towards the water to scowl at his 'so-called friends.'

"Screw you guys! I'm gonna be a human whether you support me or not! I have to meet him again, he's so dreamy and the way his eyes are like, so deep, like the abysmal zone and his strong, tall stature, those muscles, and that deep voice. Ugh, he's prince material and I bet he doesn't even know it!" Lance whined. Why couldn't Hottie McHuman court him instead of Creepy Lotor?

"Ew, you sound like a teenage girl." Pidge spat disgusted as Lance rounded on her, practically seething.

"You sound like a teenage girl!"

"Oooooh-kay. Let's have a timeout here." Hunk intervened, knowing this was going to get ugly really fast. Before Pidge could retort, something just as snarky, they recognized movement in the corner of their eye and immediately ducked lower into the water.

"Guys, its the humans!" They whisper shouted causing both Hunk and Lance to spin around, obviously checking out the humans instead of ducking to hide like any normal mermaid much to Pidge's exasperation.

"Don't let them see you, dinguses!"

"Noted." Hunk stated before quietly submerging next to his angry tiny friend. "Lance you coming?" He asked but paled as he saw the look on his friend's face.

"Oh no. Lance, don't do this please, your family is gonna be pissed." Hunk warned as Pidge's eyes widened watching as Lance, with that silly besotted look on his face turned to grasp the locket around his neck before shutting his eyes tight and wishing, focused on the man who captured his attention, possibly his heart, since the first time he spotted him.

"No, Lance-"

"Hoe don't do it!"

But it was too late.

A soft blue shimmering overtook Lance's body as he curled up tight into a ball, eyes shut tight from the needle prickling sensation all over his body took place. He sincerely hoped Lotor hadn't tricked him, not that he would put it past the fish to do something like this, but it would suck if all this unpleasant tingling was merely a prank. The tingling across his body soon focused towards his tail and lower body, he gasped as a tight uncomfortable pull began to spread from his fins to his abdomen. Lance fell into the water, clutching his lower half as his friends scrambled to hold onto him, making sure he wouldn't drown because what he wasn't seeing, they were and they could see the slow changes to his body that were shifting and changing.

His gills, or lack of them which is why they were holding his head above water now, knowing humans couldn't breathe the same way they did, were now gone, the rifts smoothed down as the scales along Lance's cheeks, neck and shoulders were flickering away slowly one by one. Lance's webbed fins on his hands and around his ears were gone, the ridges smoothing themselves down into a rounded curve like a humans. His dorsal fin was also gone, leaving behind a long gash that looked to be bleeding but what had Hunk and Pidge gasping and flinching away from shock the most, was the change to Lance's tail.

Sure enough, like Lotor had promised and Lance wished, his tail began to stretch, almost grotesquely, before breaking apart and rounding themselves into two tails that stretched and formed to create two legs as well as feet. The fins along Lance's new legs disappeared, matching the one on his back forming bleeding gashes here and there where the fins once were. His feet sprouted tiny unusual fins that were curved and similar to his fingers, Pidge was gasping in delight, enamored with the process of it all as Hunk merely held a hand to his mouth, looking like he was about to puke.

"Oh god this is so weird and gross to watch, but I can't stop." Hunk commented, peering through his webbed fins as Pidge began poking the toes, curious if they were sensitive. They got their answer when suddenly Lance's foot shot out nearly kicking them back, a quick laugh escaping his mouth from his friend tickling his foot.

"Guys stop, I'm ticklish remember!" Lance pouted but brightened considerably as he gazed at his new legs, gripping them and bringing them closer to inspect. "Whoa! Check out this gam, I mean, these gams!" Lance stated excitedly waving his legs and feet around similar to a toddler much to Hunk's mortification as he accidentally caught a glance down.

"Ew gross dude, what is that on your tai-legs I mean?" Hunk stated, face dropping into the water to inspect closer as Lance followed suit, only to spasm before coming back up to breathe, coughing up salt water.

"I forgot, humans don't breathe that way." He sputtered as Pidge ducked their head down to inspect as well. Lance waited awkwardly as his friends inspected the weird tail thing on his brand new legs when he felt something prod at it, making him squeal and jump away from the source as his friends came back up, done with their ogling.

"I think its your genitals Lance. Human males probably have something similar to what you've got now." Pidge stated as Hunk bent down to look again out of curiosity. Lance shoved his hands down to cover his privates, nearly kicking away as he screamed, "Stop looking at my junk pervert!" as Pidge merely laughed while Hunk came back up about to apologize when the trio stopped, paling at the sudden voices heading their way.

"Is somebody there?"

"Do you need help?" Lance froze, wondering what to do in this situation as he glanced at his friends helpless.

'What do we do?' He mouthed to them but watched as the two glanced at each other before merely ducking under the water and swimming away much to Lance's bitterness as he kicked his feet hard, hoping at least one of the weird fins at the end would land a hit. 'So much for friends til the end,' he thought annoyed.

"Hey are you okay?" Lance stopped immediately gulping as he slowly turned to look at the voice above him and almost fainting from shock at seeing the handsome man he'd been giving seashells and pearls to for the past two weeks, now standing behind him from the other side of the rock. He was covered in strange cloths that somehow still showed off his built figure with his broad shoulders and narrow waist. Lance was even more smitten upon seeing the handsome face up close, blushing at the concerned dark eyes boring holes into his blues, making Lance feel hot all over despite the fact he was sitting in cool water.

'Oh no, he's too handsome, quick say something sexy,' Lance's brain supplied making Lance gulp as he tried to open his mouth only he couldn't think of anything to say. Flushing, Lance looked away embarrassed now and wondered if this was such a good idea after all when the man knelt closer, putting a gentle hand on Lance's bare shoulder, offering a supportive smile.

"Hey, it's going to be okay I promise. My friend Keith is looking for the pervert right now, they won't hurt you again, I swear." Lance blinked confused. What was he talking about? He racked his brain trying to figure out what the man was saying and it must have shown on his face as the man raised an eyebrow.

"You were screaming about a pervert looking at you indecently. My friend and I were walking along the shore when we heard your cry for help, it was a cry for help right?" The man asked now suddenly unsure and goddess it was such a cute expression Lance nearly flopped over and squealed right then.

But that probably wouldn't be a good idea. Lance coughed, nodding his head a little as he gave the other a grateful smile that hopefully didn't show how nervous he felt staring back into those gorgeous dark eyes.

"Oh that, haha yes! I'm fine! The pervert left right away! He wasn't too interested to begin with so," Lance supplied hoping his lie was believable as the man before him raised a brow uncertain.

"Are you sure? You sounded very distressed and I wouldn't want any of my citizens to be in danger if some pervert is skulking around terrorizing innocent beachgoers." The man stated as Lance nodded his head quickly, a little voice in his head screaming about the 'my citizens' part.

"No, it's fine I swear, he ran off once I yelled at him! He probably won't do it again. My name's Lance, thanks for coming to my rescue." Lance held his hand out having seen a few other humans do this in greeting as the man smiled gladly accepting it and giving it a gentle shake.

"I'm Shiro, but you've probably heard about me already from the townspeople I'm sure." He stated shaking his head as Lance shook his head a little too eagerly.

"No, I haven't actually." He stated smiling innocently as Shiro gave him a curious look.

"Really? Are you from out of town?" He asked as Lance merely blinked back at him unsure how to tell him where he was from.

"Umm, something like that." Lance admitted. It was technically the truth, wasn't it?

"Are you staying with anybody?" Shiro asked curious as in the distance another man, the same one from earlier walked over to them looking disgruntled at the fact he couldn't find anyone.

"Well, either the pervert left or he sprouted wings and flew away. So much for getting to use my new sword." The man Shiro referred to as Keith grumbled before pausing and staring down at Lance, confused raising an eyebrow as Lance simply covered his chest with us hands suddenly like he was indecent.

"Who is this?" Keith asked looking to Shiro who was about to answer when said man huffed, pouting a little as he turned towards Keith.

"I'm right here seaweed head! It's rude to ignore new acquaintances." Lance chastised as Keith rolled his eyes in return.

"Yeah, thanks for the Kindergarten lesson."

"Whats a Kindergarten?"

Both Shiro and Keith looked at the man curious as he sat there smiling innocently, wary if the man had been hurt by the ordeal at all.

"Um hey Lance, were you hurt in any way from the incident?" Shiro asked, now leaning forward to gently poke and prod Lance, particularly around his head which had the younger man giggling and flushing from embarrassment.

"No why?" He asked brightly, curious to keep talking to these two humans before him.

"You seem a little out of sorts. Tell you what, I have plenty of space at my home, would it be alright if you came back with me to have the palace doctor check you out just in case?" Shiro asked as Lance's eye widened at the thought of getting to be with Shiro even longer. He never dreamed this would happen! He actually never thought this would happen!

"Sure, I'd love to! Seaweed head can come too I guess." Lance rolled his eyes earning a deep chuckle of amusement from Shiro as Keith glowered.

"Are you talking about my hair?"

"Keith is my second in command so he has to come too. Don't worry though, my home isn't too far." Shiro promised as he held out a hand for Lance to take who eagerly took it, letting himself be yanked up by the others grip and nearly face planting back into the ocean considering he's never actually stood on legs before!

He felt as if he were moving in slow motion at first, he became aware that he wasn't wearing any clothing over his genitals unlike the other two men at his side, which he guesses is why both Shiro and Keith, immediately embarrassed, try to look away from the southern region of his body. Next came Lance's sudden realization he didn't know how to stand and then screamed internally as he nearly face planted in the sand in front of Shiro.

Talk about an embarrassing first meeting.

Lance almost tried to stand again when he was distracted upon a fabric of cloth being draped around his shoulders, the fabric long and covering his naked body from view. He watched curiously as Keith took off his belt and wove it around Lance's waist, knotting it so it sit tight, keeping the first fabric to his body and concealing any revealing bits.

"Sorry about that, are you okay?" Shiro asked, holding out his hands again and carefully helping Lance up at a time, watching as Lance made slow progress getting up.

"I'm fine, I'm usually very graceful I promise!" Lance stated his cheeks flushing as Shiro smiled when of course Keith had to jump in with his opinions and dumb hair.

"What I want to know is why are you naked? This is a public beach weirdo!" Keith hissed as Lance merely flushed unsure what to say.

"Oh uh, well the uh pervert from earlier..he took them! That's why I was screaming, he took my clothes and ran off with them! Like the pervert he is!" Lance lied, beaming with pride at how great a story that was as Shiro and Keith gazed at him shocked.

"In that case you should definetly come with me to the palace then." Shiro stated as Lance brightened instantly.

"Oh I'll go wherever you want me to go." Lance mumbled eyes hungry as they raked over Shiro's incredibly muscular body, ugh it was even better up close.

"Once you're checked over we can begin a search for this pervert and have him arrested for assault." Lance stopped, mostly because he had barely took a step and was nearly falling again and two, he couldn't keep up with that lie for that long. What if he blurted out where he was really from? Immediately he began to shake his head, a refusal upon his lips when he fell backwards. His eyes closed, ready for the impact fo the water but it never came, curious, lance opened his eyes only to gasp as he gazed back at Shiro's worried expression, his strong arms encircled Lace's waist, keeping him up and dangling inches from the water.

"Are you sure you're okay, you've been stumbling and having difficulty walking." Shiro noted as Keith crossed his arms, giving Lance a narrowed frown of suspicion.

"Uh yeah, it appears so. I must be more injured than I thought. I can't even feel my legs right now, honestly." Lance replied which had Shiro tsking before he pulled Lance closer and ducked, wrapping an arm around Lance's waist and keeping one under the bend of his knees drawing a surprised breath from Lance as he found himself being held in Shiro's arms. Like a princess in one of his old storybooks. Lance blinked, wondering if he had actually died during that transformation spell and that this was actually paradise before blinking up at Shiro who gave him a gentle smile in return.

"Don't worry we'll help you as much as you need." Shiro stated confidantly as Lance smiled back at him shyly.

"Thank you Shiro." Lance breathed. He dreamed of this moment for so long, sure their meeting was a bit different in his head, but being held in Shiro's arms like this, getting to feel the power and strength in those biceps and rippling muscles of his chest underneath him, Lance was definetly going to have to start praying to the godess again because this was surely a miracle!

Lance happily settled against Shiro, beginning his usual conversation starters for flirting, which was mostly just complimenting the person outright which he did and knew he was successful as Shiro blushed at each complement. Keith trailed along behind them, annoyed as the other man kept on talking, knowing right then and there this Lance was going to be a pain in his ass.

Also his hair was not ridiculous.   

                                                           ****

Unaware to the three slowly trekking on the pathway back to the castle, another creature popped its head above the water surface, his glowing yellow eyes showing a wrathful mirth in them, finding the whole scene just amusing and content.

Everything was going according to plan and soon, both kingdoms, humans and mermaids, would be his to rule.

With a dark chuckle, the creature oozed back into the water, it's slithering dark purple and black tentacles flashing briefly above the water before disappearing into its depth, melding back in with the shadows where it's known to roam. 

[sicklylittlesnowflake]

(Hey anon! Love the prompt but I have adapted it to make it a Lance’s Birthday fic!! Hbd to the my fav blue boy!! <33 Here’s a shitty langst fic lmaoo)

When the entire fate of the universe rests upon your shoulders it’s very hard to think of anything else.

There is just too much at stake and as much as Lance has dreamt of being a hero, it requires focus, attention. There is simply no time for anything extra and unnecessary.

But he’s human, of all the Paladins of voltron he is by far the Everyman, he isn’t larger than life in any sense. He allows himself some small extra thing, to keep himself sane. Lance keeps track of the days that goes by. He keeps a calendar, he knows each day, each month. He knows how long they’ve been here.

He knows when it’s his siblings’ birthdays. He knows when Veronica’s turned 21, or when his cousin is having her quinceañera. When those days come he takes a moment to himself to remember, and if he does exist, pray to God to keep said family member safe and happy on their special day.

As Lance checks off his calendar he’s made for himself he realises the days inches further towards his own birthday and it doesn’t really seem to matter. There are things more important than that. He only loved his birthday because of his family, and he did consider of doing something small with his new, surrogate family, but he decided against it. The Voltron team were doing a rather taxing, long mission that had sapped energy out of all of them and he didn’t want to bother anyone. Days of rest were scarce, but valuable. He didn’t dare ruin that. He had decided to keep quiet.

Lance had felt pretty off that whole day. It started off as just a little bit of a sore throat, and he felt a little bit more tired than usual, but everybody was exhausted so he figured it wasn’t anything too serious. He went on with the rest of the day as normal, fighting alien ships and whatnot, and by the end of it Lance felt so incredibly heavy like he could sink down his seat and collapse on the floor. He could barely find the strength to keep himself upright.

He feels so incredibly fatigued, and it seeps through his bones. His throat is horribly sore and his nose is in a constant state of itchiness and he can’t go by five minutes without having to stifle a cough or sneeze. He feels dizzy too, his mind detached from his reality and he doesn’t quite feel he is there. He doesn’t even have the energy to make quips or yell out his usual silly battle cries.

“Great job, team,” Shiro praises as the lions tread back towards the Castle.

“Once we get home, grab a meal, and straight off to bed, we need as much rest as we possibly can. Tomorrow’s another day. We need to be as prepared and equipped for it as possible,” He explains.

“Roger that, Shiro,” Keith nods, his lion following suit.

Lance feels his nose start to burn, his breath catches and he turns himself away from the microphone as to avoid essentially sneezing right into his teammates’ ears. The sneezes are ticklish, quiet, but harsh in a sickly kind of manner.

“Bless you!” Hunk chirps.

He flushes a little at the failure of his plan, but keeps himself composed and clears his throat, sniffling, “Thanks.”

“You okay, Lance?” Keith questions, concern lacing his words.

“M'fine, just something in the air I guess.”

Keith shifts uncomfortably as his lion mounts onto the castle, fully expecting some quip as a response, and possibly a jab at him too, but when it doesn’t come it leaves a strange feeling in his stomach.

[***

Once the Paladins are out of their armour they all beeline towards the common room where everyone flops down onto the couches and groans in exhaustion.

Lance revels in the soft pillowy cushions that is the couch, offering ease to his aching, heavy body. However he is suddenly attacked by a headache, pulsating throughout his head ravaging everything in sight. He hisses in pain, scrunching up his face to brace it, a hand shooting up to try and ease it.

He knows he can’t just leave this thing alone. He’s passed the denial phase, he’s sick and he knows it, and there is zero use in leaving it untreated because there’s no room for slacking or underperforming, not when the universe is at stake.

“Does anyone know if there’s any medicine around here?” He asks hoarsely.

No one replies; and Lance is sure that nobody means anything malicious by it, and as he looks around his thoughts are confirmed because everyone is heaving and panting in exhaustion, too wrapped up in their own exhaustion that they didn’t quite hear him, and if they did they had no energy to reply to him.

Lance bites his tongue then, he doesn’t need to bother anyone. Some sleep was probably enough.

Shiro enters the room then, and as his eyes lay upon the wrecked and fatigued Paladins he can’t help a fond smile, “Alright everybody. We’ve got quite a day, tomorrow. Head off to bed for the night, get some rest and we’ll see you all tomorrow.”

Pidge and Keith nod, hauling their bodies off the couch and dragging themselves towards their bedroom.

“Come on, Lance, get up!” Pidge snaps, gesturing towards the boy who still hadn’t gotten off the couch, still heaving in exhaustion.

“Sorry–just super tired,” He mumbles.

“We all are,” She sighs and gets on her way.

Eventually Lance finds some strength to push himself off the comforts of the couch. He’s sloppy and as he lifts himself off the couch his knees buckle and he’s almost hitting the ground, but his hand quickly grips onto something and holds himself steady. He can’t quite walk in a straight line as the world seems to be spinning around like he’s on some carousel. He drags himself towards his bedroom, exiting the common room.

Hunk is still sitting on the couch, looking rather thoughtful.

“C'mon, Hunk, off to bed.” Shiro chuckles fondly. Hunk smiles softly.

“Uh, actually, Shiro..could I talk to you, for a sec?”

The moment Lance is by himself in the comforts of his own room he completely lets himself go. He lets himself shiver, lets his legs tremble and he lets himself cough, cough so harshly that it’s bending him over and the sheer force of it is just so much he needs to sit down onto his bed, anchor himself onto the edge and bend double. He feels dreadful in every sense of the word.

He rolls underneath his covers to try and rid himself of the cold waves that is making him shiver. But the covers are too warm and he’s being eroded away by hot waves rushing up and down his blood stream. He’s either too hot or too cold and he’s so uncomfortable he can’t help the pathetic whimper that escapes his lips. His skin feels dry; and he has no energy to do his usual skin routine and it sours his mood further. It’s dumb, but something as small as some small self pampering helps Lance unwind and relax.

He shifts and rolls over in discomfort, unable to locate a position that offers some sense of comfort. He’s so tired but he can’t sleep and it’s the worst feeling in the world, he feels so desperate and out of control. He opens his heavy eyes to see his calendar, picking up the pen and crossing off this day and he realises what day tomorrow is.

Lance feels so dumb and so selfish when he feels a pang of sadness as he laments his birthday. How can he be so self indulgent when the survival of the universe hangs in the balance? He’s human, and he desperately wants a day with his family, a day where he can feel alright. But instead here’s here, sick and miserable.

The burning in his head ravages on and spreads towards his nose and he inhales deeply as the tickle spreads like wildfire. He pushes his face into his pillow and lets out two harsh, powerful sneezes, extremely unlike him, they’re never usually this loud, and they make him feel miserable. He lets out a whimper, and in his feverish haze he can sense his loving sister smile softly at him and hear her bless him in that sugary sweet voice of hers.

He can feel his brother’s warm hands massage his shoulders to comfort him, patting him on the back, trying to make him feel better. He can smell his mother’s soup, warm and comforting, heating his soul. He feels so safe, so warm, so loved.

Then he breaks out of his trance, abruptly, rudely, and the cold reality comes seeping back in.

Lance bites back his sob, the sadness and loneliness beginning to spread around his body until it swallows him whole. He count help his tears and sobs as they rush out of the floodgates. He clasps his hand around his mouth to try and stifle the pathetic whimpers as he violently convulses as he cries, his heart longing for his family again, feeling so empty and incomplete.

Lance craves stability again. He craves familiarity because each day that goes on, something changes. He doesn’t deal too well with change, he loves family, the idea of a home he knows he will return to at the end of the day. He likes knowing he belongs.

He coughs harshly, rattling at his chest and he knows his fever is high but he doesn’t have enough energy to ask for help. He wishes someone would just save him, but he knows it doesn’t work like that.

Lance cannot return to his family, but he escapes to a place where he can, in his dreams. As he closes his eyes, still sobbing, he begs whatever higher power out there to take his mind and send him to them, even just for a little while, just to see them again. And when it comes he lets it cover him like a blanket.

“Lance, sweetheart?” His mother calls softly, “Can you wake up, now, please?”

Lance groans, the light hitting his face and causing him to scrunch up his nose, nodding. Eyes still closed, he rubs at his face as he forces himself upright onto his bed. The moment he opens his eyes he jumps in alarm.

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY LANCE!” His entire family yells, bright, warm grins on their faces.

He has no clue how they all managed to fit in to his adequately sized room, but they have. Everyone is here. All his cousins and nieces and siblings and grandparents. All here, and he can feel their love radiating off of them and it warms him to his very core. Initially he feels shock, surprise and his heart races for a few moments but immediately it is replaced by pure joy, his heart touched by the gesture. Tears prick at his eyes and his smile is shaky.

“God, you guys..you didn’t..have to–” Lance manages to say, but it’s hard for him to find words because it’s like he’s on cloud nine. His heart is glowing and he can’t help but hold it, as if trying to contain the magic brewing within him, like he could explode with the euphoria he feels right now.

“Open your presents tío!” His niece shrieks excitedly, grabbing at a sack and emptying its contents onto Lance’s bed.

“Oh god! There are so many!” Lance gasps. His family isn’t wealthy; and the presents he has before him is sparse as compared to a regular person’s amount, but to Lance, it’s a plethora. The fact his family had so little, and were willing to give him so much, forces the brewing tears to spill onto his cheeks.

Veronica laughs and leans in to kiss his cheek affectionately, “Of course, we love you.”

She wipes away his tears, her voice fond, “Now stop crying, you baby.”

Lance chuckles shakily at that. And the next while consists of him opening presents, discovering a new jacket, a sweater his abuela handmade for him, some arts and crafts projects his nieces and nephews made him, a new Star Wars video game, new swimming togs, face creams courtesy of Veronica..and so forth. Until there is one present left; shiny and sparkling, wrapped with so much love and care Lance is instantly drawn to it, like there is some sort of magnetic force drawing them to each other.

Lance senses some tension in the room, and his fingers clumsily untangle the bow that holds the packaging together. He feels their gazes burning holes into him, and he’s nervous.

He slowly, and cautiously unfolds the paper and when his eyes lock upon the sight before him his blood runs cold and his heart freezes.

He can feel his breathing pick up and his hands are shaking violently, he cannot believe his eyes. And he tears come back again, harder this time.

Before him is a Garrison Uniform, neatly folded and squeaky clean, ready to be worn.

“Díos mio..” Lance breathes.

“I..I..I got in?” He chokes.

His mother’s face is completely engulfed by a sunny smile, and she’s began to cry too.

“Sí, hijo, you got in! You did it!” She exclaims joyfully.

“Oh my god, I..I did it!” Lance cries out happily, and immediately his entire family jumps up screaming in joy, charging in for a huge family hug. Lance feels like his suffocating, but he’s never felt so happy in his life.

“You’re going to be among the stars, one day, my boy. Make us proud..”

A gentle shake on the shoulder returns Lance to his harsh reality, and his miserable symptoms kick in almost instantaneously. He becomes aware of his painful, dreadful headache and his feverish body, and he can’t help his violent shivers.

“Lance, buddy, wake up,” Keith says softly.

Lance gets up slowly, his world spinning violently that it makes him feel a little nauseous. He needs to hold on to the frame of his bed to steady his vision, and he looks over to his alarm clock and gasps. He was meant to be awake almost two hours ago!

Keith glances at Lance’s pale face, with dark undereyes and a saturated flushing on his cheeks and nose, “Oh, Lance..”

“Quiznack, I overslept! I’m so sorry–the mission–” Lance kicks the covers off, trying to scramble away but his face scrunches up and he erupts into a ticklish fit of sneezes, each sneeze desperate and sickly sounding. He isn’t able to cover the first few, but manages to cover the incoming ones with the crook of his arm.

“Bless you,” Keith offers but Lance doesn’t stop, he’s still going–until one particularly loud sneeze causes him to bang his face against his elbow. Keith grimaces in sympathy, passing him a tissue for him to continue his fit in, until it eventually subsides.

Once Lance finishes, his eyes are watery and he can’t breathe through his nose, but he still forces himself off the bed and the world tilts and his knees buckle and he’s freefalling, but Keith’s strong arm catches him and hurls him back towards his bed.

Keith’s eyes look sad, “Hey, buddy, maybe it’s better if you stay in bed today..”

“No! I need to go on the–” He coughs, “the mission! We can’t..form voltron otherwise! I can’t..be a burden on this team..”

Lance begins to haul himself out of his bedroom and towards the bridge, much to Keith’s protests. His head pounds and his body feels like it weighs tonnes but he forces himself towards the bridge.

When he makes it he feels like he’s spent years trudging through the desert suffocating beneath the hot Saharan sun.

“I’m sorry I’m late, I didn’t mean to, let’s start the missi–” Lance starts to hack, coughing his lungs out, bent double with the sheer force. He feels horribly light and faint.

“Oh, Lance, buddy..” Hunk whispers softly, his voice dripping with sympathy.

“I can do it, I swear, please let me do it, we gotta..” Lance trails off, looking up to see their concerned faces, worry etched onto each of their features. But once his teary eyes focus he’s able to see beyond them; the bridge beautifully decorated with a “Happy Birthday, Lance!” banner, there’s some smudged black paint in the corner, and there’s some alien craft that is meant to resemble balloons, and a cake.

Lance feels so warm.

And it’s not just because of his fever.

“Happy birthday, pal,” Hunk smiles sweetly.

His eyes water, “Y..you guys..”

“Happy birthday, Lance..uh..and I’m sorry about the smudge, that was..kind of my fault,” Shiro admits bashfully.

“No..i..it’s perfect,” He whispers.

“..And we didn’t have time to get you a proper present, but we found these little gems and we hope this is a little something until we get something better,” Pidge explains as she places a bracelet into his hands; the brace is silver and there are seven little gems, five gems with the same colour of their lions, and one pink one for Allura, and an orange one for Coran.

Lance’s lip begins to wobble, joy warming his heart and he feels like he’s glowing, twinkling and sparkling.

“And I made you some garlic knots..I tried my hardest to replicate some Cuban spices but you can only get so close with alien ingredients,” Hunk offers, gesturing towards a large plate.

Lance’s face crumples and he begins to sob, incredibly moved, his heavy soul feeling much lighter, a new light igniting within him bringing warmth to the coldness that had started to spread throughout him.

Keith puts an arm around him and lets him cry into his shoulder, “Shh..hey, pal, why are you crying?”

“I’m just..so happy. I don’t deserve you guys..I..made a promise to my mother that I’d make her proud, and I feel so dumb for being tired when there are important missions to do..and yet you guys are still..so nice to me,” He sobs.

“Lance, you’re sick. That’s okay. You can take a rest. And look, I don’t know your mother–but we’re all very proud of you. I’m very proud of you. So I’m so sure she would feel the same,” Keith reassures, a little bit awkward, but just as caring as he brushes his hand through Lance’s hair.

One by one everyone on the team joins in the hug, and each time Lance feels a little bit more while. A little less alone. He can finally feel at home; it’s not quite what he’s grown to know, but maybe it’s just as good. It will do.

“We love you, Lance, all of us,” Hunk whispers lovingly.

And Lance feels it.

He’ll uphold his promise to his mother. He does lives with the stars, these friends who shine just as bright as the stars, and somehow, he’s one of them. Shining just as bright, with their love.

He belongs right here.