#ticklish!pidge

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Ahhh!! Nobody asked for this (sadly) but I'm doing it anyway. Voltron tk headcanons!! :D

Hc's under the cut!!

Shiro:

Eh, most people would think that he is quite ticklish, but that's not really the case.

He is ticklish, yes, but only around 4/10 on the tk scale, which (compared to others) isn't much.

He's not much of a lee, but he is a RUTHLESS ler, Keith and confirm after living with Shiro and enduring his frequent ler moods for years on end 😅.

Only ticklish spots are behind his knees, his ears and the back of his neck where his hair ends and meets his back.

He uses his strong ass mechanic arm to pin his lee's hands down and tickle the SHIT out of them 😭.

Very skilled ler.

85% ler, 15% lee.

Adam would 100% tickle him even knowing he's not that ticklish.

Hunk:

Actually quite ticklish, around a 6.5/10 on the scale.

55% ler and 45% lee.

Worst spot is his top sets of ribs.

Vibrating your fingers at the top of his ribs make his laugh wheezy and hiccup-y.

Very flustered when teased.

"Coochie coochie coo!" and "tickle tickle tickle" work really well on him.

When he's a ler, he's very gentle, he doesn't use rough tickles, be used soft ones like pokes and light traces.

Though these work really well on his lees

Lance:

Growing up being the older sibling with lots of younger siblings, he's very experienced in this type of stuff.

75% ler, 25% lee.

Just because he's mainly a ler doesn't mean he isn't ticklish himself.

Solid 8/10 on the tk scale

Worst spots are his armpits, belly anddd.. neck

Wrecks EVERYBODY in Voltron, literally.

Teases everybody

They're TERRIBLE.

He doesn't even have to touch his lee, he can just tease and they'd already be giggling.

Skilled ass ler

Like, terrifyingly skilled

Keith:

OH MY GOD MY BABYNYBYBYBYBTB

I love him so much I cant ..

14/10 on the tk scale

THE MOST TKLISH IN VOLTRON

90% lee, 10% ler

Worst spots are: back of the neck (i totally didn't add that because of his mullet and the headcanon that his mullet tks his neck ..) , thighs, feet, armpits, hips, under his chin, his back and his palms.

Basically every spot IMAGINABLE.

When he's galra, scratch under his chin, he let's out the sweetest giggles

Lance does this .. (Klance IS real trust me ..)

Shiro has the WORST ler moods and KEITH is ALWAYS the victim of these attacks

Their brotherly bond makes me cry I love brotherly sheith (NOT THE SHIP. I HHHAAAAATTTTTEEEEEE SHEITH AS A SHIP.)

Only Shiro, Lance, Hunk and Allura know that Keith is tklish.

Allura knows because her mice saw Shiro and Lance wreck Keith and they told her

Pidge:

Not tklish.

whatsoever.

maybe on her hands, like scratching the skin between her fingers will make her chuckle, but nothing else.

It's crazy, you'd think Pidge WOULD be tklish, but she's not

These both aren't tklish, alteans (or however you spell it, idk) aren't.

Not one bit.

THESE ARE SO LAZY AND OLD I'M SO SORRY I'M NOT ACTIVE ANYMORE, I'VE BEEN HAVING A LOT OF LIFE PROBLEMS RECENTLY AND I DECIDED TO POST THIS DRAFT TO MAKE UP FOR IT ..

[regularme12]

Shiro's on a rampage

Summary: Shiro's getting one of his moods, and if Keith knows anything for the years he was living with him, He knows to run and hide and fast.

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Oh no. Oh no. nononono. This can NOT be happening. Shiro's finnally gotten one of his ler moods. He never had one since the time he reunited with the specific mullet teen. Only bc of the fact that Shiro was too busy on fighting Galra and too stress on the information about his arm, he didn't have time for that. Till one faithful day.

Keith and Lance both walked past Shiro just getting done tickling Hunk. "Whew, two down..." Shiro got up from his crouched position, slowly turning his head to the scared teens, "...Two to go." And they booked it. As fast as they can.

"YOU GO OVER THERE!! I'LL GO OVER HERE!! IF HE CATCHES YOU I DON'T WANT TO BE IN THE SAME ROOM!!" Keith motioned to him, even though he wants to not get found, he was yelling awfully loud.

"WHAT?! I DON'T UNDERSTAND!! WHY IS HE TICKLING PEOPLE?! WHAT WOULD HAPPEN IF I GET CAUGHT!! KEITHHHH!! DON'T LEAVE ME ALONE!! I'M SCARED!!!" Lance latched onto his leg, while Keith was trying to quickly push him off. Then they stopped... They heard an all too familiar voice.

"Shiro..." They said in unison, they looked up at each other and back to the hallway.

"GAH! Lance! Get. Off. And. Scatter." Lance scurriedly got off of him, and ran to one direction while Keith ran to the other.

It was a long chase. Well to Keith it was, but it was more like 5 minutes. He heard a loud scream followed by loud cackly laughter. "Damn, he got caught... that just means... I'm next!!!" He thought to himself, but he was destined to not get caught, because Shiro can be ruthless.

10 minutes went by, but it felt like an eternity. Shiro went to the room where Hunk, Pidge, and Lance was all at after getting ruthlessy tortured. "Do you guys know where Keith's at? It's his turn, and I can't find him at all. He's always been good at hiding."

"No why? I don't know why you're even gonna try to attempt tickling Keith, I don't really think he's ticklish." Pidge said and Hunk agreed with her.

"What makes you think that?" Shiro looked at them, with curiosity plastered on his face.

"Well... Keith's like... emoooo... so he doesn't give off the ticklish vibe." The yellow paladdin explained.

"I don't know guys, he seemed pretty scared, and he was running faster than I ever seen him run before."

"Yeah, Lance is right, I've lived with him most of my life, if I know anything about that kid, I'd know if he was super ticklish, and he is."

"NO WAY!! KEITH'S TICKLISH?!" Pidge shot up, Hink followed right after her.

"YOU GOTTA GO GRAB HIM AND BRING HIM HERE! WE HAVE TO SEE THIS!!!"

"Yh, It'll give me a nother reason to tease him." Lance. Ofcourse it was Lance, he's so snarky and sassy.

"Alr, I'll find him." And Shiro did. Keith was hiding in his lion, so obvious!!!

The red paladin squealed and protested, he was running around inside his lion with Shiro hot on his trails, before being cornered. "Wait, Shiro please! Can we talk about this?!"

"I just don't understand why you don't like me tickling you, it's suppose to be fun...~" Shiro whined, feeling hurt, but that was all an act.

"It WOULD be fun if you know how to acc tickle. But no you don't! It hurts when you do it, not tickle, HURT!!"

Shiro felt hurt by this, "Wow, Keith I didn't think u thought of me like that... You've lived with me so long and haven't told me that till now..." Keith felt sad that he hurt his brother figure.

"Look, I'm sorry alr? I didn't mean to say thAT-" Shiro saw his oppurtinity to pick him up and Throw him over his shoulder. "Wha-WHAT ARE YOU DOING!! PUT ME DOWN!! If you're gonna tickle me do it here!! There's no point in switching locations!!"

"Oh there is, everybody else wants to see you getting tickled, so I feel obligated to show them just how ticklish you were."

Keith's heart sunk. He felt his face burning up and the feeling of being embarrassed rushing over him. No way is his brother gonna tickle him infront of EVERYONE!! That's his biggest fear getting tickled. I mean he can do it with just one person alone, but othe people watching him squirm and laugh uncontrollably where everyone else can just watch and tease him about it?! Hell no!! He was not gonna go down with out a fight. He started punching Shiro's back. He couldn't tickle him to let him go bc he was simply not ticklish, so Keith found it unfair. "NO! SHIRO! DON'T YOU DIDN'T TICKLE THEM INFRONT OF ANYBODY!! WHY DOES IT HAVE TO BE ME!!! Come on~ we're friends, more like family, you wouldn't do this to family, right? RIGHT?!"

"Well I find it kinda amussing they didn't know you were ticklish, so I'm gonna show them."

"NO SHIRO!! NOOOO! STOOOPPPP!!!" Shiro went to the room every the paladins were waiting patiently. Shiro through him on the ground and placed himself on his waist.

"Stop! Shiro!! Don't tickle me hereeee!! Everyone's watching." Keith was averting his gaze from everyone else, but it was clear they all had big meanacing smiles on their faces.

Shiro was tryna pull Keith's arm up to tickle his ribs, but he was putting up a fight. Thankfully Shiro's robotic arm made him stronger and lifted his arm up with ease. Keith was using his other free arm to hold Shiro's other free arm, to no avail. "God! Shiro, Knock it off!!!"

"No can do, kid. You know this will not end well..." And there Shiro started scratching the latter's ribs, making him buck his hips and laugh wildly.

"GAHAHAHAHA!! SHIHIHIHIRO NOT THEHEHEHERE!!"

"Wow Keith, I didn't think u were THAT ticklish, let alone ticklish at all. I gotta write this down, for good knowledge." Pidge started scritching in her notebook, from where Keith's most ticklish, to the reactions he causes while getting tickled in said spot.

"Hey, Pidge, Mind letting me in on this too? I kinda need to know the good spots to target." Hunk asked.

"Yh, sure."

"NO! DOHOHOHON'T WRITE THIHIHIS DOWN!! YOU!! YOHOHOJOU FREAKS!!!"

"*Gasp* Keith! Did you j call your teamates freaks?! You know what comes next after being so mean to other people???" Shiro started wrigling his finger fast on the mullet's ribcage, side to side.

"No! Ihihjhi Don't!! Shihihihiro!! It huhuhuhurts...." Keith whined, but went back to his usual laughter after his brother figure targeted his sides.

"Guys? You wanna join in on this?"

"YEAH!!" Pidge and Hunk sat on both of Keith's legs, Pidge kneading his knee, while Hunk squeezed his thigh.

"GAHAHAHAH THIS IS TOHOHOHO MUCHHHH!!!" The red paladin started feeling hot and sweaty, he was coughing his lungs out, and there was no sign of him breathing normally, so the other paladins decided to give him a little break.

"Hey, Lance, you wanna get in on this? I thought u would want to considering he's you enemy..." Shiro looked up at the blue paladin, he knew what was going on. Lance didn't want to tickle Keith in fear that he wouldn't stop even if everyone else did, only bc Keith looked so cute and vulnerable in that position, so he decided to sit out on the sidelines.

"No, sorry Shiro, I'll sit out on this one."

"Suit yourself."

5 minutes break, and they went back to their usual torment.

"Ohohohokay, Ohohohakay!!!! Guhuhuhys, I'm done.... I've hahahahd enough..."

With that, Shiro motioned to thenother two to get off of him, letting Keith lay on the ground all sprodawled out, heaving and panting.

"Damn you, Shiroooo..." He said to himself, wanting to get revenge, but then again, the black paladin was not ticklish.

[ticklishfizzy]

𝚅𝚘𝚕𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚗 𝚃𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚎 𝙷𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚜!

✿.｡.:* ☆:**:. Hello my loveys! Another one that wasn't requested, but I don't see nearly enough content with these goobers so I decided to make it. Enjoy!

◦•●◉✿ Warnings: Tickling, teasing lmk if there's anything else

✿◉●•◦𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢, 𝚖𝚢 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚢𝚜◦•●◉✿

◦•●◉✿ Lance

♡ Ler-leaning switch ♡

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♡ ABSOLUTE MENACE

♡ Main target is Keith because he's a little shit

♡ However if he feels someone needs it there's no changing his mind

♡ Painfully observant

♡ Make a cute noise? He'll point it out. Curl into yourself? He makes it known. Lean towards him instead of away? You poor thing, you are eternally screwed.

♡ Enjoys wrecking his lee but if the lee genuinely wants him to stop he will listen (albeit reluctantly)

♡ Pretty ticklish, I'd say 7/10

♡ Worst spot is his spine, if you run your fingers up his back he is just a puddle of giggles

♡ Will try to talk his way out of being wrecked, even though he most likely pissed his ler off so he would be in that position

♡ It never works, not once.

♡ Purposefully antagonizes the lers of the group to get his shit wrecked

♡ Very loud laugh, he'll snort if you get him good but will deny it immediately after

◦•●◉✿ Keith

♡ Lee-leaning switch ♡

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♡ The only people who can tickle him without getting their shit rocked are Lance and Shiro

♡ I'm serious someone will end up with a black eye and it won't be him if you catch my drift here

♡ He enjoys it, yes, but it takes a lot of trust to get him that vulnerable and he doesn't give out said trust easily

♡ Loves a good chase, along with a bit of wrestling to get him down

♡ He will curse and insult his ler through laughter (all in jest, he knows and his ler knows he enjoys it)

♡ There is no gentle with him, there is you pin him at the very least or you risk getting kicked in the face on accident

♡ He has definitely kicked both Lance and Shiro in the face before and felt so bad afterwards (canon because I said so)

♡ Worst spots are behind his knees, upper ribs and hips

♡ Will melt into giggly purring if his ears are touched

♡ Very giggly laugh, hiccups if you go on for a while, and snorts when his ribs are touched

♡ Not easy to fluster if you don't know how to do it

♡ The normal teasing doesn't work, you need to compliment him incessantly to get him blushing and then all teases are fair game

♡ On the flip side, he doesn't really ler that often, mostly because he's afraid of hurting his lee

♡ If someone asks, he provides, though

♡ Be prepared for a constant need for reassurance that you're okay with what he's doing, he's very very gentle

◦•●◉✿ Shiro

♡ Ler ♡

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♡ The only person he'll really get is Keith, they're like brothers

♡ The main reason he's a ler is because everyone is terrified of trying anything

♡ They hear Keith, they don't want any of that

♡ Despite this, he's actually a very gentle ler

♡ He's a lot like Keith in that he will immediately back off if he hears anything close to stop

♡ Cheer-up tickles are his thing

✿◉●•◦𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚍◦•●◉✿

✿.｡.:* ☆:**:. Let it be known that I have not finished the series, I'm not sure where I am and don't feel like checking but if I hear spoilers you will be SWIFTLY blocked. Like without hesitation. Also I'm aware there's more characters but in all honestly I give no shits about them (that was mean but it's true they don't interest me) and will not be writing about them unless they DRASTICALLY CHANGE in the series. (Pidge is getting into that territory, they're pretty cool.)

•.¸♡ Ribbit! ♡¸.•

[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.

[phiixomath]

02. movie

masterlist.

The movie is halfway through by the time Lance finishes with his shower and skincare routine. He slips into the viewing room, quietly as he can, toward his usual seat beside Keith on the couch. Keith's arm slung across the back, and it feels almost inviting with the way he's pushed against the arm of the couch, sitting relaxed with one knee drawn to his chest and the other folded under him, his intent gaze softened under the glimmer of the projection.

Lance slides in next to him. He sighs from the immediate warmth but Keith's so engrossed in the film it takes him a second before he glances to his side. When he does, his lips quirk in a smile. He undoubtedly sees the stretch of couch Lance has left untouched but shifts so Lance can lean into his chest. 

Lance has gotten almost expectant of their routine: Keith will wait for a moment where everyone else is present though occupied, perhaps even distantly aware of the pair's close proximity, before he'll gain the courage and initiate contact. Lance guessed he'd prefer being in one of their rooms, someplace no one besides Lance is there to see him at his most loving, but it's almost like he becomes shier when it's just the two of them.

They haven't told the others yet—partly because there's nothing to tell, and partly because... well, there's nothing to tell. They're still Lance and Keith, and, if Lance were to guess again, he'd wager most of the team can see the way they feel about each other. Or, at the least, the way Keith feels about him. The guy isn't nearly as subtle as he believes himself to be; Lance enters the room and Keith instantly brightens to the point it's a little funny how huge a confidence boost it is. They train together frequently enough to climb the leaderboard, always end up being the first or last in a room together, pair up for every mission, and sit next to each other at meals.

In fact, it was during a meal when Keith first reached out.

Everyone was eating, idly talking. Pidge brought up a function they'd discovered in the Altean technology they were messing about with. The team listened in fascination, and while Lance, too, paid attention, he also needed a way to expend excess energy and thus took great pleasure in poking and prodding Keith's hip under the table. Keith wasn't irritated, but Lance knew he was at least somewhat ticklish. He bit back a smile every time Keith shut his eyes to keep from bursting, swore he could hear the mental repetition of 'patience yields focus patience yields focus patience yields focus' until he finally grabbed one of Lance's hands. Keith raised an eyebrow as if to challenge Lance from protesting, but all he could do was stare back wide-eyed.

The others snickered at Keith holding their hands somewhat awkwardly in mid-air, but the topic was quickly pivoted to the upcoming mission. Lance averted his gaze from Keith's, as well as the plethora of questioning and suggestive looks Hunk and Pidge threw their way, and Keith dropped their hands under the table, well out of the team's view.

They might've seen the resulting whirlwind of emotions play out on Lance's face, but what they didn't see was Keith slowly lacing their fingers together. Lance momentarily froze before he remembered Shiro was still talking and that he needed to, at the least, look like he was paying attention. 

They'd held hands before, during a mission or training session, pulling the other up when he fell, got injured, or when their hands brushed and Lance had to pretend it wasn't as monumental as it was and remain on task. In this case, listen to Coran relay the most important cultural norms of today's target planet, though all attempts to do so were thrown out the window the moment Lance feels Keith's hand adjust around his. Like he was consciously thinking about Lance. Like he meant for their hands to stay together. It might've been that he just didn't want to let go and risk Lance going back to poking him, but... that just didn't seem to be the message from the way Keith held him.

Biting his lip, Lance took a peek. 

Keith appeared much the same—far less affected than Lance was certain he himself looked—but, upon closer inspection, wore a soft smile. Lance stilled, uncaring whether the others would look their way again, until Keith looked back. His eyes met Lance's and his ears reddened, though his hand stayed in Lance's. Lance found himself grinning back, just in time to nod in agreement when Allura asked for their stance on the current plan of action. 

Later, after they reconvened in front of the hangars, Keith approached him again. 

"Hey."

"Hey," Lance responded, feeling his heart quicken as Keith moved closer. "We're all good, right? I'll get in with the help of your handprint, work my magic with the ambassador, while everyone dismantles the warship that's set to depart tomorrow." Keith nodded. He listened with his head tilted and it felt particularly disarming, except for when he glanced downward. Lance raised his eyebrows like Keith had when they regained eye contact, only this time clearly teasing. Keith suppressed a smile but looked down again and this time Lance followed. His expression was earnest when his hand twitched toward Lance's. 

Is that really what this is about? Lance thought, reaching forward.

He brushed Keith's fingers with his and, once again, felt the air rush from his lungs when Keith solidly clasped his hand. His expression turned to one of determination and Lance pursed his lips from how adorable it was. 

"What?" Keith asked, his voice mesmerisingly low. Lance shook his head, eyes darting around the hangar. The others didn't pay them any mind, they stood in various huddles a few feet away, but Lance felt positively exposed from his smile and the laugh threatening to spill from his lips. Keith was also starting to look amused. He chuckled when Lance swung their hands to try and distract from the heat climbing his neck. 

"Ready, everyone?" Despite everything, Lance half-expected Keith to snatch his hand away when Shiro turned to address them. Instead, he separated only after a squeeze, barely moving a foot further as Shiro re-briefed everyone. Lance felt unbelievably light.

His stomach swooped, much the same way it does now as he sinks against Keith's chest and shimmies so he’s cozily facing the screen. The residual tension from today's mission uncoils from his shoulders, no match for Keith's pleasant, furnace-like warmth seeping in from his chest and the arm he's crossed over Lance. 

Keith clears his throat and Lance looks up at him in question. Keith must assume he’s uncomfortable because he shifts again, this time bringing his leg out from under and moving it to Lance's side so, when Lance leans against him again, they're pressed even closer than before. Keith sucks in a sharp breath. Lance resists looking anywhere but straight ahead until he's confident his heart isn't racing.

“Are you okay?" He whispers. Keith hums. 

"I'm good." He brings his arm back around Lance and relaxes ever so slightly. "This is nice, but I have to say you're freezing." 

"Not everyone can be an oven of a human." 

"Oh, am I too hot? I can—" 

"No, no, no." Keith makes to get up but falls back when Lance doesn't budge. Lance blushes, grateful at least that the others are out of earshot. "Uh, you're good, just—" He cranes his neck, stuttering when his nose strokes the underside of Keith's jaw. 

"What?" 

"Do you wanna go to my room?" It surprises even Lance when he blurts it out. Keith blinks, his expression unreadable under the faint glow of the projection, but his eyes are focused on Lance's and it compels him to continue. "It's nothing bad! I just think we should talk, you know?" Keith slowly starts to nod. 

"Okay." 

"Yeah?" Lance sits up, eyes searching Keith where he can. 

"Yeah, let's go." He starts to smile. "You sure you don't want to finish the movie?"

"I've barely been watching." That prompts a laugh and Lance joins in, breathlessly. 

Lance gets up first, pulling at the edges of his shirt. He catches Hunk's eye and bites back a smile. His questioning frown quickly turns into an exaggerated gaping jaw when Keith stands up, too, and they scuttle out of the viewing room before he can ask any questions.

It's surreal, stepping out into the castle during its night shift, like leaving theatres back on Earth and feeling like something had shifted. The door gently whooshes closed behind them but they linger in the hallway. He's rooted to the floor when he turns around and sees Keith, his hair disheveled from the repeated rearrangements on the couch, his incisors peeking past his lip, eyes shimmering under the pulsing lights. Lance lets himself beam and takes a step toward him, unable to look away. 

Before Keith can do or say anything, he offers his hand. Keith chuckles and gladly takes it. 

[thorin-is-a-cuddler]

Beach Rules

A/N: Paladins at the beach? Sure! Platonic everyone. This is Keith and Shiro centric. And there’s loads of tickling and simping, yay :D

„Is that…“

„No, it can’t be!!“

„Oh, but, but… guys, it’s…“

„A beach!“ Shiro stepped out of the castle, joining Pidge, Lance and Hunk on the surface of this vacation worthy planet with a disbelieving expression.

Allura followed, taking her helmet off and actually giving one of her rare honest smiles. „Yes, a beach. This is the planet of Basoria. 10 000 years ago, this planet has already been one of my favorite places to be. It seems incredible that the Galra haven’t taken over it. But since there are no intelligent beings on here, they probably didn’t see the point. It’s a save place. Coran and I wanted to offer you this. A day off at the beach. With everything you’ve already done, paladins, I am happy if I can give you something back.“

The three younger paladins shrieked happily, shouting their thanks as they took off running for the shore, shoes flying and jackets landing in the sand. Shiro turned his head to look at Allura with a smile. „This is amazing, Allura. I think you couldn’t have made them happier.“

Allura tilted her head and put a hand on Shiro’s left arm. „I was hoping you would enjoy this as well, Shiro. You have been working harder than anyone of us. You deserve a day’s rest.��

Shiro opened his mouth in surprise, a little overwhelmed by so much attention and a little lost for words. Fortunately Keith chose excatly this moment to step out between them, a grumpy expression on his face. „A beach?“ He asked with a raised eyebrow, obviously sceptical about something that involved such a big amount of fun.

Allura narrowed her eyes at him in annoyance, having hoped for a rather different reaction. „Yes, Keith. A beach. A place for relaxation and happiness. I’m glad to see that it disgusts you so much.“

Allura went to take off her armor inside the castle, mumbling intelligibly under her breath. Keith merely sniffed and shrugged as the princess moved away, crossing his arms over his chest and looking outside with a wary expression. Three cheerful paladins were splashing around in turquoise water. They were still dressed in t-shirts and pants, but didn’t seem to care a bit about the additional soaked weight. Keith had never seen them this outgoingly happy.

He felt a weight on his shoulder and saw that Shiro had put his hand on it, an encouraging smile on his face. „Go on, Keith. Don’t worry so much. I bet it’s fun out there. Give it a try.“

Keith tilted his head slightly and looked away, a little crease appearing between his eyebrows. „Hmmm. I don’t know, Shiro.“

The warm dark eyes of the older paladin changed, giving room for worry. This guy managed to catch up to everything. „What is it?“

Keith huffed and shook his head slightly, fond of Shiro being so perceptive, yet at the same time wishing he weren’t. „It’s just… I don’t know. I- I’ve never… well, I’ve never been to a beach before. My father and I never went on vacations, you know.“

Keith shuffled around slightly, trying to act as indifferent as he could, while he was actually dying from insecurity inside. He sent a tentative side glance in Shiro’s direction and saw the realization in his expression. Keith smiled and shielded his eyes against the sun.

„I think it’ll come naturally to you, Keith.“ Shiro said softly, making Keith look at him again in surprise. „All we have to do is go out there and… do the next best thing.“

Keith blinked at him, pretty unsure about this much spontaneousness. „And what would that be?“

Shiro put his finger on his lips thoughtfully, making Keith start to consider that maybe Shiro had just as little clue what to do at a beach as he had. His features softened a little at that impression. Where Shiro knew pretty much everything about him, there was little Keith knew about Shiro in connection to his past. Shiro kept most things locked away behind so many doors that walking through all of them could take years. Keith had barely managed to walk through the half of them.

He sighed deeply and slid out of his jacket, leaving it in the castle. „Let’s start by making ourselves more… beach ready.“ Keith made an awkward motion towards his t-shirt and then bent over to take off his shoes and roll up the legs of his pants.

Shiro smiled at that and copied Keith’s actions, stripping to his sleeveless muscle shirt and rolling his pants up as well. For a second he was insecure about the bulgy skin where his right shoulder merged into the metal arm. But then a sudden feeling took over him and made him forget about any insecurities. Was that… giddiness he felt in his stomach?

There suddenly was so much energy inside of him that he had to get rid off. He looked at Keith staggering around on one leg as he tried to keep the material of his pants rolled up on the other leg. And a grin spread out on his face.

He suddenly knew exactly what he had to do.

„Keith..“

Keith looked up in time to manage a very surprised yell, before a very strong arm wrapped around his middle and lifted him off the floor. „SHIRO WHAT ARE YOU-“

„I know what we have to do!“

Keith clawed his fingers into Shiro’s foreram, holding on to him tensely as the pilot started running with Keith dangling from his side, shaking him quite thoroughly. Despite that Keith almost sighed in relief as fresh air ruffled his hair and blew under his shirt, giving him goosebumps and drying his sweat. It felt like flying through the desert with Shiro all over again. The memory of their races untied a knot in Keith’s chest and he suddenly had to let out a laugh as Shiro readjusted his grip on him, lifting him even higher than he’d been before.

„Don’t drop me!!!“

Shiro’s smirk was audible in his words as he raised his voice as well. „Oh, I will drop you in a bit!“

Keith tensed up again and looked to where Shiro was headed. Pidge, Hunk and Lance in the water had noticed their approach by now, curious happy smiles on their faces as they got closer at a dizzying speed. The realization hit Keith and he started struggling, almost causing Shiro to drop him himself.

„NO YOU WILL NOT! DON’T YOU DARE! SHIRO!“

But Shiro wasn’t bothered by Keith’s defiance in the slightest. His soft laughter mixed with Keith’s gasps and yelps and put a warm feeling in his shaking stomach.

Keith’s struggles grew stronger the closer they got to the water, forcing Shiro to swing Keith’s in front of his chest to be able to hold him there with both his arms.

Keith’s fists drummed against Shiro’s forearms, as the pilot reached the shore and took a few steps into the water. How Shiro managed to stay strong enough to hold him like that with all his laughter was a freaking mystery to the paladin of the red lion. „Enough with the violence,“ Shiro chuckled, „Time to cool your head!“

Keith’s knees were pulled up to his chest and he was eagerly trying to keep himself in that pulled up position by wrapping his hands around Shiro’s head behind him and holding on. „I DON’T THINK SO!!“

„Oh, but you will let go,“ Shiro growled, a playful tone to his voice that made Keith’s stomach drop.

„YOU CAN’T MAKE ME!!“

„Ah, Keith, you really bring this upon yourself,“ Shiro chuckled and kept his metal arm wrapped around Keith’s middle, the other suddenly dangerously unoccupied and close to his side and ribs and this was when it clicked, but too late.

„SHIRO WAIT-“ Keith shouted out in panic, trying to pull himself up higher to get away, but it was to no use. Shiro’s fingers were already squeezing his side and making their way up and hell on earth, it tickled so much, Keith had never thought anything could tickle this much.

Any plans for holding back his giggles were diminished immediately, as he broke out into hysterical squeals and deep uncontrollable laughter, twitching around like a fish as Shiro’s fingers were crawling up his side, over his ribs and right in the center of his exposed armpit. He really meant to keep his hands behind Shiro’s head, pulling at his hair to keep from being dropped. But forget that, he couldn’t take this without fighting back. It felt like Shiro was tickling him with twenty fingers at least where he was only using five and it wasn’t fair and it led to Keith’s unavoidable fate.

„SHHIHIIHRO NOHOOO PLEEEHEHEHEASE!!“

„I won’t stop until you let go!!“

„BUT THEN YOU’LL DROOHOHOP MEE!!“

„Beach rules, Keith. You are obligated to have fun!“

One last arch in Shiro’s arm, then Keith couldn’t stand it anymore and he tore his arms down, trying to push Shiro’s assaulting hand as far away from his ticklish torso as possible, when it was already time for a dive in the waves of Basoria.

Keith shrieked, when Shiro’s arms suddenly stopped holding him, honest to God shrieked - as if he’d needed any more embarrassment in front of the others. The cold water caught him quite gently though. There were no burns at the impact of the water, there was no water shooting up his nose. There was just a nice feeling of floating around and having his hair fly around his head.

He welcomed the feeling happily. But only for a few seconds. Then his wish for revenge grew too strong and he speedily made his way back up to the surface. He managed to find a stand on the sandy underground, the water up to his chest where it had been up to Shiro’s waist.

Shiro. With narrowed eyes and wet hair clinging to his forehead he saw Shiro quickly making his way deeper into the water, looking over his shoulder, laughing breathlessly.

„OH YEAH YOU BETTER RUN!! JUST YOU WAIT TIL I GET YOU BACK!“

Shiro almost slipped from laughter at Keith’s bubbly attempts oto swim after him, completely out of breath, but fueled with the desire to give him a taste of his own medicine.

In the meantime Pidge was busy climbing on top of Hunk’s shoulders in her soaked shirt, where she held on to Hunk’s hair with one hand, pointing at Shiro with the other and letting out a war cry that would have scared away Galrans. „FUGITIVE ON THE RUN! GO GET HIM! AID OUR TORTURED FRIEND!!!“

Keith almost sunk under the surface from his surprised laughter. He hadn’t expected the others to come to help him. They liked to watch Shiro tickle him into madness during sparring matches rather comfortably. But this. Maybe this was also part of the beach rules. Everyone against the strongest one. It seemed like a good rule to Keith.

Shiro on the other hand was barely able to bring much more distance between himself and the others as panicked laughter started to slow him down. Lance was gaining on him, as Hunk grabbed Pidge from his shoulders and used all his strength to throw her in Shiro’s direction, getting her closer to him as well.

Shiro thought it clever apparently to change tactics and stopped swimming in the one direction to make his way in the other one now.

Keith had to chuckle as he heard Shiro’s breathless gasps for air get closer. Alright, if this was a fun time at the beach he was sold. Now they only had to catch him.

„YOU GUYS, THIS ISN’T FAIR!!“ Shiro shouted, smiling widely as Pidge and Lance were getting awfully close.

„BEACH RULES!!“ Keith yelled as he too was getting closer to Shiro who was trying to make his way to the shore to be able to run away. He’d be way too fast for the other paladins if he managed to reach it. They couldn’t let him get away.

„Oh no, you will NOT!!“ Lance exclaimed passionately as Shiro was stumbling to his feet in the ankle high water. The plue paladin took a large dive and actually managed to pull Shiro down with a splash. The two of them rolled over in the warm part of the water, Shiro breathless from laughter already while Lance was yelling almost as loud as Pidge had before.

„You did it, Lance!“ Keith cheered as he too got to his feet in the low water, throwing himself on top of the other two. Shiro groaned with laughter at the additional weight and tried to push the two of them off of him.

„Now, just wait a second, just wait…“ Another weight took away Shiro’s breath as Hunk dropped down on top of Keith, slowly but successfully building a sandwich.

„We have him! Do we have him?“ Hunk spluttered and looked at his two friends underneath himself. Keith held up a thumb, despite the lack of air.

„We’ve got him! You guys are the best!!“

Pidge arrived with a wide smile on her face and was a bit reluctant to putting herself on top of the three boys as well. She didn’t have to anyway. Instead she dropped down next to Shiro’s face and grinned at him evilly.

„Ha, you didn’t see that coming, did you?“

Shiro glared at her, still out of breath, but he just couldn’t keep it up and a soft, playful expression was back on his face again in no time. „I guess Voltron’s bond must be really strong already. Just don’t lose your head in the process…“

All four of them groaned inexplicably loud at this bad pun and Pidge felt no sympathy for him in the slightest as she told the other three to give him hell just for that. Even though he was pretty doomed in his current position. He couldn’t move out from underneath the three boys and all of them put their hands to good use some place on his tall upper body. Hunk was pinching his sides, as Keith worked his hands under his arms and Lance immediately used his position for good access to Shiro’s ribs.

Pidge was blessed with the picture of Shiro throwing his head back in ticklish agony, his eyes squeezed shut and his mouth opened in the brightest smile, as beautiful laughter was shooting out of him.

He couldn’t fight off six hands with just two and Keith enjoyed strongly making him laugh this hard, especially with the aid of his friends. He could tell that Shiro was very fine with them having their fun like this and it warmed Keith’s heart that Shiro was so selfless and soft in every situation. He looked at Shiro throwing his head from side to side, shaking with incessant giggles and trying to arch his back against the overwhelming sensations and he just knew that Shiro would never stop doing whatever it took to make him happy and have fun despite the times they were living in.

He knew that there was no „Voltron losing their head“. Shiro’s love was the starting point of all bonding among the paladins. He was the heart of the group.

Keith certainly knew that. And the others would at the very latest agree now that Shiro’s determination had managed to connect all paladins in having fun together.

[welcometoyournewhell]

In The Name of Research!

I believe this was requested by @starwarsdragons forever ago, however I did add Lance into the mix of tickling Keith with Pidge. I just can’t picture Pidge ever doing it herself, I picture her to like use tag teaming, unless it’s Matt. 

So here’s this.... enjoy!

It wasn’t her fault! Yes, Shiro had told her no, but that’s practically saying to do it! It could benefit the team in so many ways, and help her understand Keith more! So she could argue their friendship could benefit from her “bonding exercise”.

However she wasn’t sure how to calm the boy right now. “Pidge, let me go!” Okay she may have taken a little too far with the mad doctor research vibes but it was all in the name of science!

Keith was in the Green Lion’s hangar, tied down to Pidge’s work bench. His arms and legs hung off the table, tied back to keep him from moving. “Relax Keith, honestly your being such a baby.” He looked at her in disbelief. “You kidnapped me,” he cried. He’d been napping in his room and woken up tied to this table.

“No, I am simply standing here prepping for data collection, Lance kidnapped you.” Keith blushed a bit. Lance? He was going to kick his ass later! “Why am I tied to a table?”This was really freaking him out. It didn’t help he came out as Galra a few days prior. 

“Well Keith I was hoping we could do a bonding exercise.” Keith felt his stomach flip. Shiro was the only one that was truly okay with whole Galra thing, well that he took note of. “Pidge please... please don’t hurt me.” The girl looked up from her computer. “Hurt you? This shouldn’t hurt at all. I just wanted to run some tests to compare to a full human.” 

She began jotting down physical observations. “ Wait... so this is because I’m Galra?” He sounded so heart broken. “Kind of. I wanted to see if I could maybe figure out how to track them better.” Of course. He turned his head away from her, his eyes stinging. “What exactly do you plan to do with me?” Did it matter at this point?

He didn’t blame the other’s for hating him, he hated himself. He bit his lip. What if Shiro was just lying? He had to be. “Just typical exams, reflexes, physical, stuff like that.” Keith suddenly jumped. “H-Hey! What are you doing?” She had lifted his shirt. “P-Pidge!” She glance up at him. “Dude... chill. I’m just looking for any pink or purple coloring, or markings.” 

The eraser end of her pencil made him jump slightly as it grazed against his skin. The sudden movement caused brown eyes to look up from her floating screen. “Did that hurt,” she asked. She really wasn’t trying to hurt him. “No.” Keith wanted to scream for Shiro. He didn’t like this. But maybe this is what he deserved.

He moment of self pity was cut of by another gasp and flinch. Pidge was staring into his eyes this time. “Dude/” Her face suddenly broke into a smile. “Your ticklish?” Keith’s eyes widened. “N-No! Pidge please let me go,” he begged. “I don’t like this, your scaring me!”

He looked dumbfounded as she climbed onto his hips. “Oh relax you baby! I’m not going to hurt you, I’m your friend! And as your friend I have all the right to exploit this.” She looked up at him with an evil smile. “Consider it in the name of research.” She let out a giggle before lightly scattering her long nails against his tummy. 

“Pffahahaha! P-Pidge sthahp it,” Keith squealed. “Audio note activate.” The computer made a dinging noise before a blue screen appeared beside them. “Subject seems to be as ticklish as a normal human. Stomach is responsive to nail traces.” Keith giggled and squealed. “Sthap! Sthahap! Okay-- I’m tieheicklish!” 

Pidge smirked. “I can see that. How about... does this tickle?” She moved her hands up under the shirt, tickling his chest. “P-Pidge!” Keith’s face was bright red. That little pervert! “Ghehehet out of thehehe-- eee!” He moved his head into his arm as she began to poke at his ribs. “Shahahiro!” Pidge covered his mouth. 

“Shh, he’s not even here.” Keith’s eyes widened. “Yeah,he, Hunk, Allura, and Coran went out for the day. “ Wait that meant. Keith shrieked as he felt something tickle his feet. “That means it’s just us Keithy boy,” Lance sang. He had popped his head out from under the table before continuing to tickle the boy’s feet. 

“Subject is weak to rib pokes and feet tickling. Could be useful when he annoys me.” Keith’s eyes widened more at her commentary. Keeping her hand on Keith’s mouth she looked over at Lance. “Hey Lance, what do his feet look like?” What the hell? Keith blushed. 

He felt something sharp just skim across his sole. “Well you tied his ankles so that I can’t take them off so.” He was cutting them off. “Mhhph! Mmmph!” Pidge pulled her hand back. “What?”

“Sthahap! I’m too tiahahicklish!” The two other paladins smirked at each other before Lance finally got the sock off. “Hey computer!” Pidge rolled her eyes. “Just tell me what it looks like Lance, it’s responsive to my voice only.” The other sighed. “Well that’s lame.” 

“Ghahauys,” Keith squirmed in his bonds. “Well their pale, and surprisingly soft!” Keith jerked forward, nearly bucking Pidge off him. “And very ticklish!” Keith squirmed about. “Lance don’t you--,” Pidge covered his mouth again. “Subject has human looking feet. Extremely sensitive to touch.” Keith let out muffled laughs as his friends tickled him again.

He was surprised on how gentle they were being though. He would have expected Pidge to be ruthless and crazy good at it. Lance was actually being really nice with him. He thought it would hurt... a lot. “Well so far Keith, you haven’t given us anything that shows your Galra,” she pondered allowed. 

She kicked Lance to get him to stop. Removing her hand she peered down at her friend, ignoring Lance’s complaints. “Can you turn purple?” Keith looked at her through half lidded, watery eyes. Between pants he tried to find his words. “I... I don...don’t know. Pidge please,” he whimpered softly. 

“Are you still scared? Keith we’re clearly not here to hurt you!” She was a little offended. “Yeah honestly bud, we’re just trying to see if we can get a cute little kitty purr out of you!” Lance tickles under Keith’s chin earning a giggle. “Sthap it!” 

Pidge’s eyes lit up at the idea. “That’s it! Glara are like cats, aren’t they?” Both boys looked at each other. “I-I guess,” Keith answered sheepishly. “H-Hey, what are you doing?” Pidge had started rubbing his tummy. “T...Th..at tickles,” Keith giggled slightly, trying to resist the touch. Lance observed quietly in amusement. Suddenly all three froze. A purr left Keith’s mouth. 

They stared at each other in shock, a blush spread across Keith’s face once again. “Dude.” Lance was amazed. “Subject seems to purr when belly rubs are administered.” Keith blushed even harder, burying his face into his arm. A groan left his lips. “Seriously, how is this going to help us defeat the Galra?” He flinched, trying to scrunch his shoulder to his neck. 

Strings of purrs left his mouth as Lance scratched near the back of his ear. “Ghauys... s...sth...urr....mm,” Keith fell limp to the touch. It felt really nice. “Subject seems to melt into ear scratches.” He could hear Pidge talking, but it didn’t matter. He felt hand return to his tummy once more, earning giggles and purrs. 

“This is adorable,” Lance cooed breathlessly. Pidge nodded. “Yeah, I never thought Keith would be the type to melt into affection.” It was nice after care from the torment he had faced. Until....

“H-Hey,” he giggled softly. Pidge had started kneading at his legs. “Pidge, don’t you think we tickled him enough,” Lance asked. The girl shook her head. “I need to do a thorough test Lance.” The other froze. “I’m not cutting his pants off for you.” Keith and Pidge both turned red. “What? No! I can feel if there’s fur or not.... wait... Keith we’ve never seen your legs before.” 

Keith began to panic before a voice interrupted the mixture of sounds. “I have, and they’re normal.” Pidge and Lane jumped. “S-Shiro,” they asked in sync. He glared at his space kids. “Pidge, Lance, untie him. Now.” The fifteen year old quickly jumped off her friend, helping Lance cut away at the ropes. An angry Shiro was a scary Shiro 

“Why the hell did you two tie him up anyway,” he asked as he helped Keith sit up and stretch out. “Research.” Keith glared at his older brother as he spoke. “Pidge, I told you,” he was cut off. The youngest Holt put up her hands. “But Keith purrs,” she cried. “Yeah, and he’s really ticklish,” Lance joined in. 

Shiro looked confused. “Okay I knew about that, but he purrs?” He looked at Keith who crossed his arms, looking away with a blush. “Yeah, just rub his tummy,” Lance encouraged. Keith jumped slightly when Shiro moved his lower arm. “Sh... pffhaha! Th....urrr...Shiro!” The other pulled back, a look of surprise and interest on his face.

“That’s adorable,” he cooed. He then went back into his dad mode. “But you two are still in trouble. Pidge I told you Keith is still Keith. You need to treat him as such. How did she even get you on the table?” He looked to Keith who blushed deeply. “Alright... never mind then. Lance, Pidge, you’ll be training for an extra hour today.” Both let out and awe as Keith let out a yelp. 

Shiro had lifted him off the table. “Come on Keith, you need a nap.” The eighteen year old smirked at the other two as he was carried out of the room. The scowls on their faces were priceless!

[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.

[paladin-shenanigans]

I know requests are closed, but I just thought of this and HAD to submit it. Hopefully you'll get around to it eventually: Headcanons of the paladins' favorite cuddling positions (or lack thereof) when watching a movie on a couch?

OK LISTEN DO NOT WORRY, I FIND THIS ADORABLE TO I'M GONNA DO IT AAAAA. POST S8 FLUFF BECAUSE I WANT MY BABIES TO BE HAPPY

shiro

☆ TOUCH-STARVED MAN IS TOUCH-STARVED. i mean can we all just collectively agree on this simple fact?? he’s also incredibly sleep-deprived somebody save him and let him have a nap and a nice meal

☆ he’s incredibly clingy in private!! he’s not much for pda of like. any sort. but when he’s with his s/o alone with them then prepare yourself because this boy will make their dreams come true

☆ he honestly likes to be the big spoon, he enjoys doing the holding. he likes to cradle the other person’s head on his chest or on his lap, holding them in a protective manner like he’ll never let them go

lance

☆ oKAY LISTEN. HE LOVES CUDDLING OKAY. he’s kinda shy about it at first but as soon as you break down that barrier he’s like nothing less than a teddy bear!!!!!!

☆ he likes to wrap his limbs around the other person and keep them close, a bit more touchy and intimate than shiro’s position. he’ll sneak kisses in here and there even if they’re in the middle of doing something like watching a movie or playing a game.

☆ you’d best believe that he’ll definitely throw in some playful tickles to his s/o when cuddling with them. but he’s ticklish too so he’d better prepare!!!

keith

☆ okay so he’s actually incredibly shy when it comes to physical contact. don’t get me wrong, he’s definitely touch-starved, but he’s also not completely averse to it either, especially if it’s with someone he feels close to

☆ he actually prefers to be held when cuddling, he thinks it doesn’t involve as much touching or holding (but it really depends on who he’s with hehehe)

☆ he’ll actually MELT if his s/o places gentle kisses along the top of his head or his neck every now and again, he’ll probably tense up and get all shy from it but deep down he’s absolutely BURSTING from all the affection <3

hunk

☆ BIG. SPOON. ALERT. this man is incredibly strong and protective even when he’s cuddling!!! he can’t help but feel he has to use his size and strength in whatever way he can with his s/o!

☆ he will literally shower his s/o with so much affection!!! if he’s hanging with the paladins he might find himself subconsciously wrapping his arm around lance who kinda just rolls with it, but whatever and wherever he’s always down for some snuggles!

☆ he likes to touch the hair of the person he’s cuddling with? like gently loop a few strands around the ends of his fingers and just feel how soft it is? it honestly relaxes him and he’s not so sure why but he does it anyway because it makes him feel soft and protective.

pidge

☆ okay she HATES admitting this but she’s a major little spoon. desperately tries to act like the big spoon but always ends up the one being cuddled instead. she doesn’t mind if it’s matt doing the cuddling though.

☆ she’s also a bit contact-shy except if it’s with her brother or her parents, but as time goes on she’ll loosen up and not act like a stiff board of a human lol.

☆ whenever she’s splayed across her s/o or her brother’s lap she’s usually on her phone or tinkering with a small device. if you’re gonna cuddle pidge expect that she’s gonna have her attention on something that’s not you <3

[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?"

[ticklefits]

AO3 LINK! | tickletober 2021 day 1: CHASE.

voltron: legendary defender | klance | words : 2572

“Oh, don’t let me stop you. Keep singing.” With a tone much too amused and muscular figure leaned against the door frame, Keith’s eyes have locked on his boyfriend who’s settled at the countertop, chopping up onions for their lunch. His ears were previously graced with the melodic & upbeat notes of Lance’s singing before he halted as soon as he noticed Keith’s presence, cheeks dusting over in a soft shade of cherry at having been caught. 

"You snuck up on me! Y'know, all that Blade of Marmora training has made you seriously light on your feet, you're too quiet when you walk up on people--" Lance complains, obviously trying to shift the attention off of his virtuoso vocals, but Keith isn't falling for the trick. He merely grants the other a shrug, stepping further into the kitchen to peer down at the meal he was preparing before the interruption. It was a newer dish, something that Lance had talked about trying to cook before and though Keith rarely indulged in foreign grounds when it came to what he ate, Lance was a decent cook and he's willing to try anything for him. After a once-over of the food, he twists to match his gaze with Lance with Lance again, a small smirk now presented half-cocked upon his lips. 

"Being quiet has its advantages," is his rebuttal, arms crossing along the width of his chest as he gently knocks a shoulder against his love's. "You can keep complaining about it if you do it in song."

A silent curse leaks out with the sensation of heat that strengthens on the surface of Lance's cheeks, half-tempted to run into the next room and half-tempted to actually take Keith up on his offer. Complaining while singing truthfully sounds sort of hilarious and maybe Lance might've considered it had he not been ambushed by the other, but the abashment that's welled up in the center of his stomach has stolen the reigns from his usual confidence and is keeping his vocal chords locked and twisted. At this point, he's temporarily canceled prepping lunch and his new focus lies on a getaway. Sapphire sight slowly inches from where Keith stands to the archway that connects into the living room, calculating the distance to it from his own feet and weighing the risks. Keith, however, is a warrior, and a highly trained one at that, so as soon as he notices Lance's fixed stare towards the living room, his smirk widens and his own stance alters.

"C'mon loverboy, don't make me chase you down. You know I'm faster than you." There it is. A challenge. A challenge to his Leo boyfriend, who's neatly sculpted eyebrows perk and furrow and his lips twitch at the corners. 

"You're funny, Keith. The only one way you'd be faster than me, is if you tap into that cat-like Galran side of you and get on all fours. Stronger than me? Sure, maybe -- but not faster." Lance knows he just spit some fighting words, and judging by the slightly surprised, oh no he did not just say what I think he said look, Keith was about to square up. It was silent for a moment that dragged on like an hour, until Keith cements a stare at Lance and for a split second, Lance could swear he saw his pupils slit just like a feline. 

"You get five seconds."

"Wha--"

"Run."

Lance did not need to be told twice. As soon as he heard that single word practically growled from his boyfriend, he sprang into a nearly full sprint into the living room. Keith kept his words and after 5 seconds, rocketed off after Lance. By the time he had an open view of the room, Lance was nowhere to be seen. He paused, rummaging through his thoughts to figure out where Lance might have escaped to next. He figures their bedroom would be a good place to start, plenty of the places to try and hide in there; try, being the operative word there. He enters the shared sleeping space and, just to tease Lance thoroughly in case he was hiding in there, starts to tap his nails on the walls and other hard surfaces, knowing damn well the clicks and clacks will echo.

"Oh, Laaance.." the swordsman practically coos, feigning an innocent tonality all the while checking under the bed and in their closet for his prey. "You know I'm not gonna hurt you. I wouldn't ever hurt you. But you do need to be punished for what you said."

Lance can hear him. He can hear him and Keith knows that he can. Their apartment isn't very generous with running room and hiding spaces, so he's taken refuge in their master bathroom. He nearly scoffs at Keith's statements; he knows Keith wouldn't hurt him, not intentionally, but that's not what he's worried about. He knows what those clickity clacks mean. The surface of his skin is already tingling and he's biting back a grin, hands smoothing over the goosebumps popping up along his arms. He could speak lies and say he hates when Keith does this, but they both know the truth: Lance thrives on it. Every tap of his nails drives Lance insane and he can feel his body trying to gravitate towards the sound, but he refuses to give in and admit defeat. Keith challenged him, so it's on. 

He's dragging his nails now, goddammit, and he's getting closer. Those silent steps aren't so silent anymore and Keith's doing that on purpose. He wants Lance to hear him coming; it's all part of the chase. Thankfully though, their bathroom contains a door that opens up to the hallway, so if he times it right, he can get past without him hopefully noticing. Slowly, nearly holding his breath, Lance scoots to the second door and ever so gently turns the handle to minimize any sound and opens the door. A quick peek tells him that it's safe, but as soon as he fully exits the bathroom and begins his quiet tread through the hall, Keith appears behind him from their bathroom, running towards him. Lance yelps and his reaction is immediate, making a break for the living room once again. He jumps onto the couch and grabs a pillow, deciding to fend off his hunter with a weapon instead of continuing to run.

"En guard!" Comes his battle cry as Keith reaches him and narrowly misses the swing of a cushion at his head.

"That's a dirty play, McClain!" He manages to say before he gets uppercut with a cushion and it's as if the world goes into absolute silence. Lance hadn't really meant to smack him like that, but the damage has already transpired, so all he can do is gently place the couch cushions back to their proper home, all the while observing with fright behind his eyes as Keith's visage lowers back down to look at him. He says nothing, amethyst sight blank, but he does start to move towards Lance, which has the taller scooting backwards on the couch, palm outstretched as if that were to quell Keith's wrath any. 

"Keith -- Keith, babe, baby, look at me -- you know I didn't mean to do that, I swear--!" But Keith still doesn't utter a single syllable, even as he climbs atop and straddles Lance's hips. He then moves to grab some of the mini pillow cushions nearest Lance's head, one in each hand, and Lance's eyes widen, remembering a time when Pidge pulled this on him herself, except she used vinyl, elbow - length gloves. Keith's method is unorthodox, but Lance is sure it's gonna tire him out all the same. 

"Keith! No! No, no, no, no--!" But his pleas are no use. Raising the small pillows into the air, it isn't a second later that Keith starts to rapidly smack Lance's upper body with them. It's a furious barrage, one arm raining down a strike right after it's counterpart. If this was an action movie, and pillows were bullets shot out of a gun, this would be absolutely brutal. Fortunately for Lance, these soft, fluffy pillows don't hurt anywhere near a bullet wound. In fact, he's grinning all the while, limbs held askew above his head as a shield. 

"Now this is a dirty play, Kogane! Fight me like a real man!" And Lance is about to regret those words, because as soon as Keith hears him, he halts his assault and tosses the pillows to the side, eyes glinting dangerously. 

"Oh, I'm just getting started." Now unoccupied hands shift to settle on Lance's sides and instantaneously, Lance knew he was fucked. 

"Woahwoahwoah, no! No, now this is really foul--!"

"Sucks to suck."

"FIRST of all, I'm the one who taught you that saAAhahah--!" Keith's heard enough prattling out of Lance, it's time to hear some of that sweet, hilarious laughter now. Fingers scribble over the clothed flesh of his sides and waist and that already gets him into giggling hysterics. Keith will always be pleasantly surprised at just how ticklish Lance is. Nearly every inch of him is sensitive to something and it never fails to gift him with serotonin when he's got Lance beneath him, rosy cheeked, squirming around, and laughing his heart out - much like he is now. 

"Nohohohoho! Keh--Keheheheith! Stahahahahap!" His pleas are broken apart by giggles that are only raising in volume the more his sides are attacked and he's only growing further sensitive by the second. Lance knows his religiously vigorous skin care routine is partly to blame for how ticklish he is, but can you blame him for wanting soft, youthful skin? And it isn't like Keith's complaining about it either. 

"Nah, I don't think I can. My fingers are under some sort of spell." Such a blatant lie from the older pilot and the grin he dons is unmistakably teasing. 

"Yo--you're suhuhuch a lihahahahahar!" 

"What? I'm offended. I'm not lying at all. In fact, I'll tell you an easy way to break the spell and get me to the stop." 

"Gohohohohohod! Fiiiiihihihine, OKAY, okahahahy!" Lance is really beginning to struggle, squeals forcing themselves free as Keith migrates from waist, to stomach, and then to his ribs, poking & scritching between each one in an agonizing manner. "Aaahahahahaha! Tell---tell mehehehehe alreadyyyy!"

"You really wanna know?"

Lance's strength is sapping quicker than he'd like it to, but he still possesses enough of it to gently smack at Keith's arm, his giggles evolving into full blown laughter once those dastardly fingers begin reaching towards his armpits in retaliation. 

"All you gotta do is sing. Like, that one red-headed princess, to break a spell that was on her, or whatever." The fact that Keith really provided a Disney comparison to Lance's current predicament is hilarious all on its own, but Lance wasn't about to give into this torture, and deliver what Keith desired so easily. 

"Hohohohow is -- i-is ticklihihihing me suhuhpposed to make me wahahahant to SING?? B-Besides, a kihihihihiss broke Ahahariel's spell, not -- not singihihihihihing!" Poor Lance, with his cracking voice and breathy, hollow words that could scarcely be understood through all of his laughter. Keith understood the gist of it though and contemplated his conditions. He still wanted Lance to sing to him, but a kiss sounded pretty nice too. However, he isn’t quite finished with his boyfriend’s torture; there’s still one last area he very much wants to explore before he allows Lance free. Spidering digits cease their actions, smoothing up and then down the expanse of Lance’s toned torso, granting him a desperately needed, albeit quick rest. Lance doesn’t speak, merely taking this opportunity in stride to gulp down as much air as he can, because a minute part of him knows Keith isn’t done and that something wicked this way comes.

Something wicked indeed. After some very short-lived moments of repose, without skipping a beat, Keith breaks into full force tickling all over the surface of Lance’s soft thighs. The first and last thing to run through Lance’s mind is a sharp curse to himself for deciding that today was a good day to wear shorts. Keith has an all access pass to one of his death spots and he is allowing no mercy. They’re certainly going to get a noise complaint from their neighbors ( not that Keith cares ), because the inhumane screech that burst from the tunnel of Lance’s throat could probably be heard blocks away. 

“K---KEEEHEHEHEHEHITH!! NO! NOHOHO, NOT RIGHT THEHEHEHEHRE! PLEHEHEHEASE, AHAAAHAHAHAHNYTHING BUT THERRRRE--!” the couch has been shaved of all of its cushions by flailing, lengthy limbs and even Keith is having trouble keeping atop of Lance, what with all of his wriggling and buckling. 

“Geez, Lance, you almost sound like I’m killin’ you.” Keith’s grin is now from ear to ear, more than enjoying himself, the view, and his love’s ridiculously adorable laughter. 

“YOU AHAHAHAHARRRRE!! PLEEEEHEHEHEHASE!” But it’s only when Lance deflates into silent laughter, arms going limp against the couch underneath him, that Keith finally concludes his torture. Calloused hands remove themselves from the slender frame and he completely slides off of Lance, disappearing into the kitchen. Unbothered by Keith’s abrupt departure, Lance soaks up every single second of relaxation he can, until he glances up once he hears footsteps, and sees the water bottle Keith’s offering. Smiling a little weakly, Lance sits up, releasing a few lingering giggles as the movement of his still hyper - sensitive upper body brings forth some ghost touches. 

“Alright, time to break your spell.” Keith’s statement is oh so cheeky and as he leans forward, waiting for Lance to close the distance, he half expects Lance to do anything but kiss him. A pleasant surprise is given to him when he feels those familiar, supple lips intertwining with his own, and he smiles into it. The kiss lasts for a couple of seconds before Lance pulls away and eyes Keith, brow rising along his temple. 

“Guess whose job it is to prepare lunch now?”

A roll of lavender eyes, but he holds out his hand nonetheless. “Yeah, yeah. I tired you out, so I guess it’s mine. I don’t know how to make what you were making though.”

Lance takes the hand that’s offered and ascends from the couch, bending to start picking up the collapsed couch cushions. “Go on into the kitchen, I’ll be right behind you to boss you around.” Keith snorts a quickle chuckle, but does as instructed, making his way back into the kitchen. He nearly stops as something catches his ears, a heavy warmth blooming in his chest. Lance sings more than loud enough for Keith to hear him, even as he’s waiting in the kitchen. He continues singing, once all of the cushions are placed back in their proper place, and as he finally enters the kitchen. He saunters up to Keith, sight locked with sight, a hand on his chest, happiness brimming in the way he sings. 

“♪ Maybe this love is mad, you're filling every thought I have. Now I've stayed too long, and there's no turning back. Might as well dance.~ ♪” As if on cue, Keith takes his hand and spins him, earning an even more brilliant smile from Lance, and he lands softly against Keith, arms coiling around his neck to bring him back in for another kiss. Suddenly, lunch doesn’t matter so much anymore.

[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