#varevare

[winterysomnium]

If you don't get to nerd out in Love Nikki with your best friend @varevare why even have the app

[jaydickrecommendations]

I recall need some fluff. I read some heavy angst and I really need some fluff. Asap. Thank You! I'm loving this blog

Thank you so much! This probably isn’t as quickly as you were hoping but I have some for you right here~

Rumour, Rumour by Driverpicksthemooseic (Ratkinzluver33) 

If there’s one thing that Gotham as a whole can agree on, it’s that Nightwing and the Red Hood are obviously hopelessly in love.

For what it’s worth: This fic is just so funny & cute & insanely fluffy. 

Out of the way, I saw it first by varevare (varebanos) 

Jason can deal with Christmas just fine.

For what it’s worth: very VERY cute little Christmas fic. It’s a bit early but… it’s super fluffy.

I’ll Write You The Stars But Not A Sequel by Chrystie, kate882 

J.T. Hood is Dick’s favorite author. Jason Todd is a regular customer at Gotham Coffee who seems to hate all of Dick’s favorite J.T. Hood books. Surely the two have nothing to do with each other.

For what it’s worth: I’ve probably recommended this but it’s the sweetest fluffiest fic and I love it.

You’re Cute When You Try by Three_White_Elephants (Chameowmile) 

Dick tries his best to keep Jason from starving in his fairly understocked safehouse– but soon finds that his efforts weren’t as necessary as he actually thought.

Aka, Dick sucks at cooking, but keeps doing it anyway because he thinks Jason’s going to starve to death if he doesn’t

For what it’s worth: absolutely adorable fic with some cute domesticity. 

No Longer a Secret by moistkise 

Tim decides to spy on Jason one day because of his suspicious actions towards Dick, but it didn’t go too well when Tim accidentally exposes Jason over the phone…

For what it’s worth: short, sweet, and oh so cute.

Puppy Love by GraySonOfGotham 

Dick finds a scrawny puppy while out on patrol one night.

He brings the tiny thing home, and Jason is not very happy about it.

For what it’s worth: super cute with a PUPPY. so exciting.

[drakefeathers]

wardinpanties replied to your post “question: if you have like a 20k fic is it better to split it into...”

if it's not designed to be split into chapters i prefer it to be continuous. but if there's natural breaks in the story where it could be split into chapters then i think it works better to split them that way!

starkexpo replied to your post “question: if you have like a 20k fic is it better to split it into...”

gimme the huge ass story in one go. like, who doesn't read a story all at once anyway?? ;)

varevare replied to your post “question: if you have like a 20k fic is it better to split it into...”

I prefer chapters because the odds of me being able tp read 20k in one sitting are close to nil.

astrologista replied to your post “question: if you have like a 20k fic is it better to split it into...”

idk chapters seems right, just gives things more of a flow you know! i'm kinda hype to see this 20k though

thank you for your kind replies but now i am more conflicted than ever lmao. @astrologista it’s not 20k yet but it is 17.5k so it will probably get there RIP me

[littlecofiegirl]

"You will be denied to any and all fandom contents" is the title of the post, and that's simply not true. I'm glad to hear you're just spreading it for awareness, but I don't believe false information is the way. Ao3 is USA based so there's some important lack of familiarity with EU law at work. Directives only exist in the EU, and they direct member States to adapt their laws in whichever way they prefer to achieve a goal. Both the goal and the means are undefined.

yeah the title is as clickbait-y as it can get.

I believe AO3 has enough legal people that, after looking up Europe laws and speaking with European lawyers they will (or maybe already are) understanding this situation as much as one possibly can.

Not to mention most of the AO3 material is based on american shows... Just like how Netflix has different shows in different countries, I do not want AO3 to need to lock content based on continent. ( Like... that is such a distopian idea but as you can see I’m not an expert at fucking all.)

I trust the AO3 people and if they update anything I will post that too.

If you happen to have a better post, or a link to a better post, please do share it with me and I will reblog that too.

[whatthebodygraspsnot]

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Relationships: Keith/Lance (Voltron), side minor Hunk/Shay, side minor Shiro/Allura Summary: In this remix, Keith discovers a surfer on youtube and becomes interested in surfing on his own. Little does he know, his mystery boy from youtube has been in the same town the entire time, their paths crossing and setting off an interesting and confusing relationship in its wake!

@varevare! i’m your remixer for the @vldfanficremix2017! i love cross-steps so much and knew right away it was the one! i hope you enjoy, friend :D

[carpemermaidtales]

Lancelot 11

A million years later, here’s some more fills for the Things You Said prompt game! *hides*——————-Lance was skeptical about going off on their own. Lotor had insisted that he knew the best spot in the universe, that it would suit Lance, and that piqued his curiosity enough to go. When Lotor had first come to them, Lance hadn’t trusted him at first, but he’d proved himself to be a helpful ally to the Voltron team.Lotor promised him a good time. He took Lance to a meteor belt with an exclusive club that screamed space aesthetic with a capital ‘A’. There was an oxygen regulation field that kept the patrons breathing while they stared up at the stars surrounding them. There were plush seating options, and there was what Lance assumed was a dance floor seemed to pulse with a purple light. The club served what Lotor called blossom water. It was highly alcoholic and tasted better than nunvill. Lance’d had four drinks already and was angling for Lotor to get him a fifth.Lance felt like he was floating, like his insides were champagne bubbles fizzing and tingly. He was draped along Lotor’s side, who was sipping at his own drink with an amused expression. The drinks were making Lance giddy and horny, and he was sitting with the gorgeous space prince he was crushing on.

“Come on, you’ve barely had any. You should let me finish that one so you can go get yourself a fresh one,” Lance wheedled, trailing his fingers along Lotor’s forearm. “Man, you have such nice wrists. Is that part of your whole space prince aesthetic? Whatever, it doesn’t matter. They’re so elegant.”“What?” Lotor asked, huffing out a laugh as Lance traced circles over the inside of Lotor’s wrist. “You are very amusing, Paladin. I knew you’d make excellent company in this atmosphere.”“Mm,” Lance agreed, enjoying the compliment. He leaned further into Lotor’s personal space and stole a sip from Lotor’s drink.“I believe that’s mine,” Lotor pointed out. Lance grinned and gave him a flirtatious wink. His cheeks felt warm and tingling and every motion felt like he was swimming in the ocean, swayed back and forth by gentle waves.“I was just making sure it wasn’t, like, poisoned or something,” Lance said, waving his hand and nearly smacking himself in the face. His body felt like it wanted to follow through with the windmill motion of his arm to topple over and over into a zero-g somersault. “For like…your protection. See? I’m like your knight in shining Paladin armor.”Lance spoke slowly, his tongue taking a moment to catch up with his thoughts. Lotor hummed and shifted so that his arm was around Lance’s shoulders, perched on the back of the low couch they were seated on in the corner of the dimly lit bar. If Lance weren’t so focused on how the drinks were affecting him, he would have appreciated that for the smooth move it was.There were other alien races around them, all commingling and curling up in shadowy corners together. Lance took the opportunity to shift closer, feeling the heat of Lotor’s body through his bodysuit. Lance closed his eyes for a moment and let his head dip down to rest on Lotor’s shoulders while he focused on the bubbly, floating feeling simmering under his skin. He could feel Lotor’s fingertips just barely brushing against his shoulder.“I want another one,” Lance mumbled, turning his head to rub his nose against Lotor’s neck. It was just as smooth to the touch as it looked when he was admiring it from afar.“I would say four is more than plentiful for your human tolerance level,” Lotor said, his voice reverberating in his throat against Lance’s nose.Lance could smell his hair. It was something sweet and nectar-like, something that made Lance’s stomach flip over and he sat up excitedly. He couldn’t contain the words trapped in his throat any longer.“Lotor,” he said in a rush, his eyes widening and darting back and forth. Lotor raised one of his elegant eyebrows. “Listen, listen, you’re the most beautiful creature I’ve ever seen.”Both of Lotor’s eyebrows shot up and his eyes widened. Lance reached a hand up and ran it through his long hair. It felt silky and looked like water slipping through his fingers as he repeated the motion. Lotor leaned into the touch, making a faint sound in his throat.“All I wanna do is run my hands through your hair forever. Can I braid it? Please?” Lance asked in a husky undertone, still admiring the way Lotor’s hair slid through his fingers.When he met Lotor’s eyes again he blinked slowly. Lotor looked flushed, his purple skin tinged darker. He was opening and closing his mouth, seemingly at a loss for what to say in response. It was so unlike how he usually was, poised and graceful. All of his usual suave charm appeared to have deserted Lotor in the short span of Lance waxing poetic about his Legolas hair and petting it.Lance leaned closer, his eyes drifting down to Lotor’s lush looking lips. “Do you taste as sweet as you smell, space prince?”“I—” Lotor cut himself off and fidgeted under Lance’s studying gaze.Lance might be drunk, but he could tell his game was scoring major at the moment. He went for his signature closing move, giddy with the hope that it would work on Lotor. He tilted his head to the side and flashed a heartbreaker smile. The bubbles frothed in a frenzy just under the surface of his skin, egging him on and promising to make him soar.“Have you ever been kissed by the best kisser in the galaxy?” Lance asked cockily.“Last I heard, that title belonged to me,” Lotor said, regaining some of his usual aplomb.Lance smirked. “Well, in that case, please kiss me so that I can have the honor of bragging about having kissed the most talented mouth this side of the Milky Way.”Lotor swallowed, his eyes darting down to Lance’s mouth and then back up to meet his gaze. Lance’s eyes drooped, his lashes fluttering as he swayed closer, eager to taste the blossom water on Lotor’s tongue. Lotor shifted and closed the last of the distance between them. Lance pressed into the kiss immediately, turning his body to plaster himself against Lotor. He parted his lips and traced his tongue along Lotor’s lip, licking up the lingering taste of their drinks. Lotor made a muffled sound and wrapped his arms around Lance, pulling them even closer together, nearly crushing Lance in his enthusiasm to kiss him back.The floating feeling from the blossom water seemed to make the world tilt on its axis and Lance felt like he was airborne like a shooting star in Lotor’s arms as their tongues slid together in a slow, delicious rhythm. Lotor growled and Lance could feel it, rumbling against his chest and up into their kiss. They nipped and sucked at each other’s lips and twisted their tongues together until their intense kiss slowed to chaste pecks while they breathed in each other’s air.When they parted they looked at each other silently. Lotor had a question in his eyes, his large hands gripping Lance’s waist like he never wanted to let go. Lance smiled and bumped their foreheads together.“Hmm, I dunno, your high-and-mighty-ness, I think I might be the better kisser,” he said and pecked Lotor’s cheek with a wet smack. Lotor relaxed back against the low back of the couch and chuckled.“Perhaps I’ll concede after another thorough test of your skills,” Lotor said with a warm grin and a playful glint to his eyes. “To be sure, of course.”Lance felt loopy and free, like his happiness was bursting with each bubble from the blossom water.Lance slid his palm up to cup Lotor’s chin and leaned close. “Challenge accepted.”

[avanalae]

Hello person who is alive, I am down with a summer flu (dun dun DUN) for the meme I want 12, 13, 17 28 and 32 (kufufufufufufu)

Hello, hun! Sorry for the delayed response. I was down for a while due to the lack of response and I've been considering something recently that's been on my mind quite a lot. Also you can't see full asks on mobile so I had to remember to to answer when I got on the computer. *rolls eyes*

Anyway. I hope you're all better now. I got the flu myself not long ago, even though I got the vaccine. :') Sigh...

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12. Is there an episode above all others that inspires you just a little bit more?

Okay so this is a tough question for me, but only because I don't really understand what it's asking. By "episode" does it mean, like, for a tv show or something? Because when I first read through this list it didn't seem specific to any one kind of media so I am thoroughly confused. So I'll think of something and if you want me to answer something else, lemme know.

Hmmm... Well, as an artist I have always loved animated movies and shows over live action ones, so those have had much more of an impact on me since I was little. Things like Studio Ghibli or Disney, shows like Avatar the Last Airbender, lots and lots of video games, and some anime eventually (tho I'll always be more of a manga girl). I think the top three fandoms that have influenced me over the years are Harry Potter, Batman, and Legend of Zelda. Each sticks with me to this day and has had a lot of affect on my writing, obviously or not.  So not really episodes, but fandoms. If you wanna know about a certain fandom and it's influence, tho, feel free to ask.

13. What’s the best writing advice you’ve ever come across?

WRITE FOR YOURSELF. It's also probalby the hardest piece of advice to  follow for a lot of us. But my best friend and I always pass this bit of advice back and forth between the two of us, because we both need to hear it so often. And it's true. Writing isn't about doing things for others. It's about yourself - putting yourself and your ideas and love to paper (quote unquote) so that you can share a bit of yourself with others. But putting that piece of yourself out there is so hard and it can ake you feel fragile. So the solution? Feel proud of it. Love it. Love it enough that it doesn't matter what the response is. Because it's a part of you and you are wonderful.

17. Do you write your story from start to finish, or do you write the scenes out of order?

I am very much a person who writes from start to finish. This doesn't mean I never have notes or ideas for further on down the line, but I'm much more likely to flesh things out more as I come to them in the story. This has worked for me for the most part because I don't write many... uh... long stories, I guess. I'm more of a oneshot or connected oneshots kinda girl these last few years. Though I do have some chapter fics going right now and some that... I really, uh... should finish. >__>

28. Share three of your favorite fic writers and why you like them so much.

Haha! Oh, hun, you know I'll always consider you one of my faves. We've bonded over hurting Tim too often to ever be anything else but faves. And I'll always remember the old crowd fondly, though it's been almost five years now since we started drifting apart. Heartlogos, Ailea, BlueThursday, MGNemesi, Varevare, Justsayins, Wisiadan, Lectoral, Jcolney... *sighs, lost in memories* So many good times. I'll admit that I haven't been as active or attached since, and couldn't name some of the writers I like right now offhand. I'd have to go looking and such.

But yeah. I miss the good times. :')

32. How do you feel about smut?

Darling. My dearest. *gently puts hand on shoulder* Love, you know very well the answer to that question. But I can't blame you.

I am all for smut, which is odd considering my personal opinions on the idea of sex and I even considering to appear in the same sentence in, uh... most any way. Anyway. My darlings, I am in full support of all smut. Get creative. Get kinky. Get crazy. Explore yourself and your interests in fanfiction to your hearts' content.

And if you need ideas I'm always a willing ear. uwu

[xeraeus]

varevare replied to your post: These two a re going to fucking k i l l me...

Glad to share the suffering with you

thank you v a re ds fsfds 

[greenteafiend]

30 days of fic recs - day 22

Rec a pre-canon or post-canon fic  (List of fic rec challenges are here).

I’m gonna rec a few pre-cannon ones!

Slip the Surly Bonds by Sol1056 Summary: Tasked with finding and teaching fifty students with the potential to reach his caliber as a pilot, Shiro instead finds one who has the potential to surpass him. But first, he's got to get the scrawny delinquent to shape up and fly right. On impulse Shiro shoved the low table out of the way, and drew his chair closer to Keith. He bent forward, elbows on his knees, and held out his hands, palm-up. Keith was already cornered—literally and figuratively, on so many levels—and Shiro wasn't about to make that sensation worse. But he could show he came unarmed.

Keith is this fic is so so sweet, so tough, and just precious. He’s so earnest!! Shiro is great too. It’s sheith, but ambiguous and largely platonic. 

Casting Shadows by Black Friar Summary:  An encounter with an ancient creature leaves Keith a child and Shiro reliving the past. While searching for a way to get their red paladin back, the team uncover a connection between a savage race of aliens and one of the universe’s oldest mysteries...and learn the past is never truly behind anyone. 

The pre-garrison stuff is told through flashbacks, and it’s so sad, but really good and interesting!! It’s gen :)

It’s just a test drive by varevare (varebanos) Summary:Keith likes sticking his nose in every shady thing around the Galaxy Garrison, and finds himself taking care of more that he can handle. Lance. Lance is more that he can handle.

This fic is really neat! Lance agrees to test drive a thing for the Garrison in exchange for being admitted into the fighter pilot program, and the test drive goes poorly, and his leg gets screwed a bit, so they have him room with someone in the fighter pilot class so they can help him get around to his classes and stuff. Guess who had a room alone before, and doesn’t anymore?? lol It’s a cool way for Lance and Keith to meet at the Garrison, and I like the way the relationship is built up. Also there’s some smut.

Yesterday’s fic rec.

[candy-crackpot]

Hello! As a fellow european I just wanted to tell you that while the issue with article 11 and 13 is worrying it might not be that bad? ive seen about it in the start of June when it started with altright and then debunked and since then it feels like no one really agree on how bad or not it is. i would suggest reading in the ao3 admin post the comments from varevare, they explain better and say they are eu lawmaker. Cant know for sure, but their words sound logical so I hope theyre right!

Hello! It’s exactly because of the uncertainty that I said I might not be able to keep up with this blog. I read it but they do not seem to be aware of what might happen with this law either. But fandom aside, it also concerned me that I had some personal posts where I expressed self-harming thoughts and worried that someone might account my sudden disappearance as something bad happening to me. I’m not sure what will happen, which is why I chose to be more cautious and tell in advance that there’s a chance things can get extreme, even if slight.

[winterysomnium]

if you don't get a matching Lil' Apple with your best friend @varevare what are you even doing

[ao3feed-safeklance]

Crystalline

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2BOiBKm

by GemmaRose

For all their wonders, the cryo-pods can’t remove foreign objects from a body. Lance isn’t happy about the shrapnel embedded in his back, but as long as he can spin it into a good story for cute aliens and it doesn’t rip up his shirt, he’s pretty much okay with it.

Translations courtesy of varebanos (varevare on tumblr), end-of-fic art by Anastasia.

Words: 16836, Chapters: 11/11, Language: English

Series: Part 1 of Inhuman

Fandoms: Voltron: Legendary Defender

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Lance (Voltron), Keith (Voltron), Shiro (Voltron), Pidge (Voltron), Hunk (Voltron), Allura (Voltron), Coran (Voltron)

Relationships: Lance & Voltron Paladins, Keith/Lance (Voltron), Lance & Blue Lion (Voltron)

Additional Tags: Bilingual Lance (Voltron), Scars, Teasing, Training, Insomnia, Medication, Nightmares, Pain, Chronic Pain, Exhaustion, Explosions, Transformation, Terminal Illnesses, Self-Esteem Issues, Loss of Limbs, Suicidal Thoughts, Recovery, Hugs, First Kiss, Angst with a Happy Ending, I Don’t Even Know

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2BOiBKm

[drakefeathers]

varevare replied to your post “qui gon and bruce have like reverse sons. xanatos is like qui gon’s...”

Drops glass wait you like star wars? Bc im SO here for the combined starwars + batfam meta

i like. the two star wars animated series. and ruth baulding’s fanfiction epic lineage and. that’s about it lmao. i have a lot of feelings about obi wan and qui gon tho :’(

[littlecofiegirl]

Hey sorry to bother you but the post about the EU directive is full of misleading info and straight out lies. That's not what the directive says or does and directives aren't even enforceable against private sites or individuals!! It's fear mongering to gain notes

sadly the last addition to that post is DIRECTLY from the AO3 site and if AO3 makes a deal out of it then it is serious in my readings.

I understand your concerns ( and you are right ) but if people actually know about this problem, then we have better chances that they will read upon the problem, speak about the problem, and stand up against the problem. Fearmongering or not, spreading the fact that hello the problem exists is still better than nothing. 

AO3 . HAS. TO. STAY. 

so the post will stay.

I have seen another post that was written by an almost lawyer that analyses the situation way better and it really is a calming post.

Sadly as much as I have learned about humans, unless you scare them to death 80% won’t react.

and one more thing, the people have to show that in case companies will try something shady the people have the possibility and the will to gather and stand up in a short amount of time. I know crying wolf is the worst thing on the long run, but  . . . 

AO3 my man. AO3

[whatthebodygraspsnot]

pinkrhinoceros replied to your post “I'm trying to figure out if it's appropriate to flirt with you or not,...”

#sameagesameage, also your baby face is real fuckin good lookin so i mean

(ﾉ_ _)ﾉ thank, #sameage fren

varevare replied to your post “I'm trying to figure out if it's appropriate to flirt with you or not,...”

Oh my god i thought you were younger than me im shocked

well i have the mental state (and sometimes face) of a teenage boy so i understand the alarm 

[carpemermaidtales]

Klance 16 for the prompt!

I tried so hard to keep this short, but Klance and otp, so....here, have a 2.2k fic lol!Hard R/Light NC-17 sexual content ahead, folks!-----Keith pushed Lance, making him stumble back in the minimal space between them. He immediately followed, crowding Lance’s personal space.“You got us into this mess!” Keith accused, his finger pointing aggressively in Lance’s face.They were trapped in tight quarters in the middle of a Galra base, practically standing on top of each other. They’d been sent in on a reconnaissance mission, but just as they were about to locate the room Pidge had loaded into their maps they had taken a wrong turn and ran into a patrol unit. Keith had acted before Lance could do anything, and had grabbed his wrist and dragged him on a wild chase with him occasionally getting a shot off over his shoulder to cover them.There was barely even enough room for them both to stand up straight in the tiny, dimly lit compartment. If Lance took a deep breath, the chest plate of his Paladin armor brushed against Keith’s. He had to stand with his back propped against the wall and his legs spread slightly so Keith could stand between them—there wasn’t enough room for both of them to stand normally if they wanted to fit inside the room. Any move they made, even the tiniest one, was easily noticeable. Lance might die before they made it out.“No, that would actually be you. I’m the one that snuck us into the base. You’re the one that pulled us into this compartment,” Lance corrected irritably, batting his hand away. He wasn’t in the mood to have this conversation with Keith. He kept getting distracted by what little distance there was between their bodies. He blamed everything on the rising heat in the room. “If you hadn’t just dove into the action, they wouldn’t have even noticed us here. I had a perfect plan, man, what gives?”They both paused their bickering to listen as a patrol sentry marched by their hiding place. When he thought it sounded like the sentry was gone, Lance opened his mouth to make another point in his favor, but Keith’s hand shot up to cover his mouth. Lance inhaled sharply, and Keith shuffled closer to whisper to him.“Shh. They might circle back,” Keith said in a quiet murmur. He tilted his head, listening intently. He was so close that Lance could practically count his eyelashes.Lance felt his face heating up with Keith’s warm palm pressed against his lips. His entire body felt like it was attuned to Keith’s every move in that moment, like he was a sunflower and Keith was the sun he was seeking.An immature part of him wanted to dart his tongue out and lick his hand, just to get a rise out of him, but he reeled the urge back in and focused on the situation they were stuck in so he could figure out how to get them out of it.Lance fought the urge to fidget. And the urge to hold Keith’s hand harder over his mouth, among other things. Not now, inappropriate thoughts, Lance reasoned in his head desperately. It didn’t help that Keith was unknowingly ticking at least three of his top fantasies at the moment. He could feel keen interest stirring in his groin. He suppressed a shiver and turned his attention to listening for the Galra guard with Keith.When the coast seemed clear, Keith nodded and pulled his hand back from Lance’s mouth. Lance ignored the slight niggle of disappointment at the loss.“We have to get out of here,” Keith said in a urgent undertone. In the dim lighting, Lance could just make out the way Keith’s eyes were darting all over the small room, presumably looking for a way to escape.“No, wait, I think if we just wait this out the others will come to extract us,” Lance reasoned. “Pidge knew the timeline we were supposed to be on, and that we should’ve been out by now. She’ll take our not sticking to the plan as a distress signal and figure something out.”“So—what, you just want to wait here in this little room?” Keith clarified, sounding slightly incredulous.“Uh, yeah? Do you have a better idea?” Lance asked. “Oh wait, let me guess. Bust our way out with force and eject ourselves into open space and hope the homing beacon Red has on your ass kicks in so she can save us?”“I…” Keith trailed off, narrowing his eyes and jutting his chin out stubbornly. Lance hated that he found it kind of an attractive look on Keith.Lance rolled his eyes. “Thought so. How about this: what would Shiro do in this situation?”“Oh,” Keith breathed, sounding a bit like Lance had punched him. He frowned sympathetically; they didn’t bring Shiro up often outside of the team’s direct search efforts.“Sorry,” he added as an afterthought, patting Keith’s shoulder. “I didn’t mean it that way, buddy. But he would be able to figure this out, since he’s spent so much time in Galra territory, you know?”“Right,” Keith said tightly, his hands flexing into fists at his sides.Lance had to distract him from himself somehow. He wracked his brain for something and blurted out the first thing that came to mind.“I bet I shot out more sentries than you took down while we were on that chase before you shoved me in this tiny closet.”Keith’s head shot up and after a beat he raised an eyebrow at him. “Really, Lance?”“Yup,” Lance answered, popping the ‘p’ quietly. He puffed his chest out confidently and ignored the way it made their armor brush together.Keith stared at him in silence, his lips pursed tightly. Keith was either going to lose it and blow their cover in the compartment, or he was going to just stab him. Lance wasn’t sure if he was ready for either of those things to happen. Not with the way every minute shift Keith made unconsciously, the snug lycra under suit of his armor felt tighter in the groin thanks to the proximity and teasing friction. He wanted to drop his head back against the wall and let out a satisfyingly loud groan, wanted to pull Keith against him completely so that he could feel every inch of him.Keith was studying him with an inscrutable expression that made Lance want to squirm. “What?”“I never noticed,” he said, sounding intrigued and surprised.“Never noticed what?” Lance asked.“A lot, apparently,” Keith said, as if that explained everything.Before Lance knew what was happening, Keith darted forward and pressed their lips together. Lance jumped, but managed to keep his shocked squawk from giving away their position. Keith was kissing him a little too roughly—Lance wondered who he’d been kissing like that, or if he had ever even kissed anyone at all—and pressed him against the wall. After a minute, Lance gripped Keith’s shoulders and gently, but firmly, pushed Keith off of him.“What are you doing?” Lance hissed.Keith blinked and hesitated. He looked vulnerable for the span of a heartbeat before his expression hardened again. “Well, if we’re going to follow your plan and wait out the rest of the team, then I guess I was killing time. It was better than listening to you—plus, you have a pretty obvious boner, so I thought you might be into it.”“You—you—wha—” Lance sputtered, making sure to keep his disbelieving voice hushed. He glanced down at his traitorous dick and then back at Keith. “Fine. Fine. But if we’re going to just sit here and kiss, we’re going to do it right. Where the fuck did you learn to kiss?”Keith looked sheepish and embarrassed for a minute, his cheeks flushing in the minuscule light.“I didn’t,” he admitted.Lance pulled up short. “You’ve never kissed anyone before?”Keith shook his head, trying to cross his arms across his chest to close himself off, but failing with the restrictive confines of the room. He ended up jabbing Lance in the stomach with his elbow.“Oof,” Lance coughed. “Watch it. Okay, then that was really weird of you to kiss me just because my dick is hard, dude. Jesus, it’s just the friction…you keep moving around when you don’t realize and you’re rubbing up on me. Proximity boner, you know?”Keith looked mortified now and Lance’s heart lurched. Fuck, now he wanted to hug the surly idiot and run his fingers through his long hair. Why was this his life? Why did he have to be crushing on his teammate? Lance grumbled under his breath and put a tentative hand on Keith’s shoulder.“I didn’t mean—It’s not like you’re unattractive, I just—oh my god,” Lance sighed, breaking off of his fumbling explanation. He rubbed his free hand over his face. “I like you,” he mumbled through his splayed fingers.“You do?” Keith asked.Lance nodded. “Why did you kiss me?”“I like you, too,” Keith said easily.Lance whipped his hand away from his face and gaped at Keith. “What the fuck?”“What’s wrong? You like me, I like you…can we kiss now?” Keith was blinking at him.Lance struggled to find words. He finally settled on the only thing he could think of. “Keith. You sweet summer child. This is a fucking ridiculous plan.”Lance cupped Keith’s face with both of his hands and leaned in to kiss him, softer and slower this time. Keith made a faint sound in the back of his throat and pressed his whole body against Lance’s so they were completely connected. Keith was a quick learner, it seemed. He was already sliding their lips together, sucking on Lance’s bottom lip and grazing his teeth over it in the exact way that made Lance’s knees go a little weak. He leaned back against the wall for support and drew Keith closer between the bracket of his legs, biting back a satisfied moan when Keith brushed their groins together.Keith broke their kiss for a moment, glancing down and watching while he ground his hips into Lance’s instinctually. Fuck, that was hot, Lance decided. His dick gave a throb in agreement as he rocked back against Keith’s growing erection.“Shit,” Lance muttered under his breath.He tucked his fingers under Keith’s chin and pulled him into another kiss, licking into his mouth. His breath hitched at the first touch of Keith’s tongue against his own.  He guided Keith into tilting his head for a better angle and kissed him deeper, their tongues sliding together slickly. Keith’s hands started to roam, exploring Lance’s waist and squeezing his hips to tug their bodies impossibly close together. Lance made another strangled sound and Keith hushed him.The hard ridge of Keith’s cock tenting the skin-tight material of the under suit was possibly the hottest, most erotic thing Lance had ever felt. God, feeling Keith rut against him eagerly made him want to tear off their armor and suck his dick right here in this tiny ass closet, surrounded by their enemies.Keith’s hands were gripping Lance’s shoulders, his grip flexing with each roll of his hips as he ground their cocks together. Lance was mouthing down the side of his neck, nipping at the underside of his jaw. He was actually getting close; the combination of arousal and the high stakes of their predicament had Lance teetering on the edge of coming.They were making out again, kissing as if their lives depended on it, when their comms crackled to life in unison. They leapt apart, both of them smacking into opposite walls with a muted thunk as Pidge’s voice filled the small compartment.“Guys? Guys! Come in! Keith? Lance?”Lance covered his face with both of his hands for a minute, trying to re-route some of the blood that had rushed southward to go back to his brain so he could answer.“Yes, Pidge, we’re here,” Keith said, only sounding slightly breathless.Lance looked at him in surprise, raising an eyebrow. Keith shrugged, his eyes darting to stare at Lance’s mouth for a second before Pidge was interrupting them again. “You didn’t check in at the rendezvous point.”“Yeah, we got into a sticky situation,” Lance explained, biting back the hysterical laughter that threatened to bubble out of him at his phrasing. “We’re hiding out in some kind of crawl space or something in the middle of the base.”“Okay, hold on, I’m pulling up the base’s coordinates so I can lock onto the signal and hack into the live feed of the schematics,” Pidge said. “We’ll come extract you, but you might need to cause a diversion so they don’t pick us up on their scanners.”Both of their gazes met and Lance knew immediately that they were thinking the same thing. The corner of his mouth quirked up in amusement. They did make a good team, after all. Keith reached out and hooked his pinkie finger around Lance’s, shooting him a shy smile that made Lance’s stomach do acrobatics.“Okay, I’m in,” Pidge said. “The best access point is going to be the north bay at the cave entrance. Get to that point and Allura, Hunk, and I will be able to get you out.”Keith and Lance looked at each other once, calling up their bayards.“Ready?” Keith asked with a smirk. Lance grinned back at him and nodded.“Oh yeah, partner. Let’s get ‘em.”-----You say no space between us, and my mind says forced proximity! Thanks for all of the awesome Voltron prompts, sugar!