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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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Lance’s posture has gone from somewhat respectable to bad to worse, and his attention span is slowly but surely reaching its breaking point, when the door in the back of the room slides open.
Blue and gray and black. Long, dark hair. A familiar set of eyes. The same faded scar carved along his cheek.
Lance jerks upright, nearly jumping out of his chair.
“I’m filling in for Kolivan.”
The words strike right through Lance’s sternum. And he didn’t even have his defenses up. He didn’t have time to prepare.
Although somewhere deep down, he knows that no time in the world could’ve prepared him for seeing Keith again.
or: Being stuck with his ex at a diplomatic conference for a solid month is super cool and very fun. Because Lance is over him. Obviously. He so is.
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“Shit,” Lance breathes. “This is so freaky.”
Keith can hear the laugh in his voice, trying to wrap his mind around how he could possibly find humor in a moment like this. His muscles are taut with anxiety, and Lance still manages to crack a joke.
“Right?” the other Lance agrees. “Two of us, ha.”
“Enough,” Keith finally cuts in. “There’s about to be only one of you if you don’t start talking soon.”
“Jeez, you’re intense,” the other Lance says to his Keith, eyes crinkling softly at the corners. “Would hate to get on your bad side.”
or: When Lance and Keith meet their counterparts from a different universe, it’s fun, mostly.
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Bookmarked by probablyaster
20 Jan 2026
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it's like putting me to bed with a warm drink by a fireplace
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“Nobody on the planet we were on would take him in,” Keith says, a frown starting to form. “They just kept saying things like he’s not our responsibility and it’s not our fault his parents abandoned him.”
Lance scowls. “What?”
“I know,” Keith says. “So, I just… took him.”
Lance rests his arms on the table. “You stole a baby?”
“I stole a baby,” Keith confirms, though he doesn’t sound sorry in the slightest. “I stole a baby, and now, I have no idea how to take care of him. Or even what his name is.”
“You could always wait for him to tell you,” Lance teases, and Keith rolls his eyes.
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5 times Lance helped Keith out with his kid, +1 time he realized that maybe it's his kid, too.Bookmarked by probablyaster
14 Jan 2026
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CUTE CUTE CUTE CUTE MORE BABY ACQUISITION PLEASE
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“What is wrong with your dog?!” Lance shouts, his furious blue eyes narrowed as soapsuds slide down his face. Keith tries his hardest to keep his gaze stuck on Lance’s face, to prevent it from slipping down the glistening, bare skin of his chest that melts into his abs.
“He’s a wolf, not a dog,” he replies. Beside him, Kosmo howls as though he’s agreeing with Keith. Lance shoots a glare at Kosmo and he shuts up promptly. Then his glare turns on Keith and he regrets ever opening his mouth.
“Your cosmic pet drops you into the middle of my shower and that’s what you’re arguing about? The semantics of his species?” he snaps, throwing up an arm in frustration and sending suds flying. One lands on Keith’s hair. “Get out!”
He shrugs, his gaze snagging on Lance’s broad shoulders. “It’s not anything I haven’t seen before.”
“Keith, get out!” he shrieks, grabbing a bottle of shampoo and hurling it at him. Keith manages to duck in time before it slams against the wall where he was standing seconds before.
Five times Kosmo spontaneously teleports Keith to Lance’s side, and the one time Lance returns the favor.
Bookmarked by probablyaster
09 Jan 2026
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gorgeous absolutely gorgeous let me live in this feeling forever