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“I’m not pretending to date you, Lance. Especially not in front of your whole family. What the fuck?”
Lance’s lip twitches for just a second before he catches himself, plastering on a smile. “Please?” he asks.
“I’m not going to–”
“I’ll be the best boyfriend ever, you’ll just have to play along, man. Please. Please. Please.”
“Lance,” Keith tries one more time. Because here’s the thing: he wants to say yes, and –
“Keith,” Lance drawls his name just so, in that way that is so terribly Lance, so familiar, yet still intense enough to send shivers down his spine.
– and he’s, in recent years, never been good at denying Lance anything for too long.
or: Lance needs a date and Keith’s invitation got lost in the mail (or something like that! Don’t even ask!). They turn out to be really good at this whole pretending thing.
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Lance is married, for fuck’s sake, and Keith being weirdly comfortable with him is not helping at all – not in the slightest.
The light reflects on a piece of silver metal on Keith’s hand as his fingers play with Lance’s.
He zeroes in on it, his breath catching in his throat.
It’s a thin silver ring that sits nicely on his left ring finger, adorned with an even thinner golden band around it, perfectly matching, and mirroring the ring that Lance found on his bathroom counter this morning.
Oh, no way. No, no, no, no. Absolutely not.
This has to be some kind of cruel joke.
There is no way that the person he’s married to in the future is Keith.
or: Lance unwillingly takes one for the team and wakes up ten years in the future.
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The door opens to reveal long, black, sweat-matted hair sticking to pale skin, an achingly familiar uniform, and a truly worrying amount of blood.
He notices all these things, the minute details, the discarded crimson soaked bandages on the floor, his suture kit that’s strewn across the room, heavy breathing and shaky hands, before his mind allows him to piece it all together.
His knife clatters to the ground.
After a year of radio silence, with no warning whatsoever, Keith Kogane is bleeding out on Lance’s bathroom floor.
or: Keith gets hurt. He doesn’t know where else to go.
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“What the fuck did you just call me?” Keith asks angrily, rubbing at his own hand, his eyes wide with confusion.
“I didn’t say anything!” Lance defends, gaze flicking between Keith and the mage. He genuinely doesn’t know what the hell is going on.
The mage bows lightly, clasping their hands in front of their chest. “The ritual seems to have worked as expected. Worry not, Paladins, your new bond will vanish by itself once you’ve strengthened the preexisting bond between the two of you enough.”
Lance shivers. What? What fucking bond?
Keith seems equally as bewildered when he looks back at him.
or: Keith and Lance get magically bonded against their will. Whenever they touch, they can hear each other’s thoughts.
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“Shiro didn’t put me up to this, by the way,” Lance whispers, because he needs to get this off his chest now.
Besides, if Keith rejects him, he can just open his arms and run straight towards the wolves.
“I just wanted to ask you because–”
“Lance,” Keith interrupts him, voice strained. “Now is not the time. I need you to concentrate.”
Okay, cool. Whatever. It’s not like Lance wanted to ask Keith out anyways.
or: 5 times Lance unsuccessfully tries to ask Keith out + 1 time Keith asks Lance out
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Kaveh angrily shoves the last of his bagel down his throat, then cracks his knuckles and positions his keyboard out in front of him.
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Then he presses post and slams his laptop closed.
Kaveh deals with his #1 internet hater, FlyingVulture: some rando who reads his Deshret x Nabu fanfiction and leaves comments about how bad his characterization is.
Meanwhile, he also deals with his #1 real life hater, Al-Haitham: his roommate.
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04 Jun 2025
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“What if he kills us?” Hunk whispers.
“What if?” Keith barks. “What else are we going to do? If we make him angry, it’s going to make things worse. Like he said, we’re trapped here. Our best bet is to play his games and try for the reward."
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When the team is spirited away to the galaxy's most infamous game show, Garfle Warfle Snick, they quickly learn that the games serve a more sinister purpose than entertainment. Without any memory of how they got there, or any idea how to escape, they're faced with an impossible choice: play the games, or die.
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01 Jun 2025
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Before he knows it, he and Lance have overstayed their welcome at the afterparty bar, too, and Lance says, “I’d invite you up to my room, but I’m pretty sure Hunk is passed out right now,” and before Keith can second-guess it, he says, “I have beer in mine, if you still want to catch up.”
Which is weird. Since when do he and Lance catch up? Keith has no idea. He also has no idea what they’ve been talking about, other than anything and everything that’s not Shiro and the fact that he’s marrying someone who isn’t—
Fuck.
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14 May 2025
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Lance stopped listening a long time ago. Something about his attention span constantly wandering to Keith beside him whenever he brushes his thumb across Lance’s knuckles or presses his foot against Lance’s. It’s the consistent contact that distracts him. He loves it.
“Please explain again what the issue is here?” Keith asks, directing a pointed glare towards the strangers.
The man across from them rubs his temple. He called himself Shiro earlier and that certainly didn’t ring any bells in Lance’s head. His recognition remains blank.
“I’m not saying you two can’t hold hands. It’s just—”
“This is going to be great blackmail material for when you regain your memories.”
(or due to a healing pod malfunction, Lance and Keith temporarily lose their memories only to become convinced that they’re dating)
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19 Apr 2025
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“My Abuela said it,” Silvio insists. “She said you have to wear the hat, because you have a pale ass so you’re going to get skin cancer and die before Lance even wakes up.”
Keith looks between the children and the hat, too confused to glare, sweaty and horrid from pulling weeds beneath the scorching sun. “What?”
“That’s wrong,” Nadia complains, and yanks her brother down to her level to whisper the correction in his ear.
“Ooh,” Silvio amends. “Tía Veronica said you have a pale ass. My Abuela said you’re gonna die.”
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When Lance is fatally wounded during their final battle, the blue lion enters a deep hibernation with Lance inside. Unsure when or if he’ll wake, Keith is forced to wait and watch over him in the company of the people he fears most: Lance’s family.
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