bby no :'(

cast your spell so you can rule me

Lance caught his eye, mouth slack with liquor. This close, Keith could see the light spattering of freckles over his nose, could smell the alcohol on his breath. The taller boy winked.

Christ.

Or: the appendages of Voltron are all little shits, and Coran needs to hide his space booze better

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“Never ever…played this game before?” Keith tried.

Surprise overtook all of their faces, but it was Lance who felt the need voice his dismay. “First of all—” he raised a finger, “—it’s never have I ever. Second, what do you mean you’ve never played this before?”

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Reyux Week — Day 7: Touch

“And as the world comes to an end, I’ll be here to hold your hand, ‘cause you’re my K I N G and I’m your L I O N H E A R T.”