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“You’re not going to die, okay?” Lance promised, wishing from the deepest part of his heart and soul that it would not become a lie.
“Sure feels like it,” Keith whispered.
“You are not dying,” Lance’s voice was rough and frantic, trying to convince Keith as much as he wanted to convince himself. Keith’s eyes fluttered open, and he met Lance’s red-rimmed ones. There was such certainty and desperation fixated into them, that Keith was unable to contradict him.
“I’m not dying,” Keith decided to say, repeating Lance’s words. And even if it felt like he was lying to himself, something about the trust in Lance’s eyes made him want to believe that maybe, just maybe, this wasn’t a lie.
[or: a mission goes terribly wrong, Keith gets fatally injured, and Lance can only try his best to save him.]
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Gay Space Ranger Partners Aesthetic Fantasy by KiraLiven
Fandoms: Voltron: Legendary Defender
05 Sep 2022
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Lance and Allura are slowly realising that their futures don’t line up the way they might want them to. Keith is dealing with the fact that he has a future, and that maybe he doesn’t want to be alone during it. And everyone seems to think Keith and Lance are boyfriends, even Lance’s own girlfriend.
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- Part 3 of Summer Meet-Cutes
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You Got My Heart (You Got My Mind) by negativefouriq
Fandoms: Voltron: Legendary Defender
24 May 2023
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Before Keith can ask her why she’s pushed her way through — not that he minds, he’s happy to have her, but she hasn’t felt the need to visit him in a while so he’s curious — he feels another presence almost knock on his subconscious, request access to his mindscape.
Red has…brought someone else?
Can she do that?
Red looks at him flatly, like his doubt is a personal offence. Before she can start admonishing him, the presence pushes again; not urgent, but insistent, almost as if someone is knocking on the door of Keith’s mind and doesn’t want to be ignored.
Beyond curious, Keith lets them in.
The second Keith opens his mental door, it’s like they rush in, flowing in like the white rapids of a river, strong and fast and excited, cool and bubbly. There’s so much of them that it takes Keith a good couple of minutes to conceptualise just who exactly has followed Red into Keith’s mind. The rushing water takes shape into a person; tall, gangly, broad-shoulders with a mop of curly brown hair and bright brown eyes, freckles spotted over their nose and grin wide and sparking.
Keith gapes.
“Lance?!”
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OR: Lance messes with Voltron magic.