ok asking for a friend here but what if this friend i have who isn't me wants to maybe knit a sweater because space is cold??? for this friend. who's not me.
I would first tell this friend, who isn't you, that you could just have it made. Unless you want to knit. Then we could see about finding some string and the needles.
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[Keith follows up on his offer about a week later. He sleeps better now that Shiro's home, but he's restless one night, decides that he doesn't need to spend another hour tossing and turning in bed.
He's a little nervous about this, to be honest. About how Shiro feels now that Keith is piloting Black, about what will happen with both of them in the cockpit. But Shiro's capable of just about anything, and there's no way Black won't let him come along for a spin. The Lions have let them double up in the past, so why not now?]
[ There's no definable timeline on the offer so Shiro doesn't ask for it tonight or any other night. Instead, he enjoys his time with the team, enjoys being back. They run drills, they go on a few missions to disrupt supplies and Shiro starts figuring out how to do everything he can from the Castle so he can help. He learns how to use the Altean systems, downloads everything they have on the flight patterns and presence of Galra. He starts learning how to fly one of the Altean shuttles until they can find a planet to trade a fighter for.
It soothes the discomfort Black's rejection has caused, to a point. Between all of that is just savoring the fact that he exists with the team again; he's safe, he's home as much as he can be. When he gets Keith's text message a week later, there's still a thrill that goes through him, though. Yes. Yes please. ]
Always. Doesn't feel the same, having my feet on the ground all the time. Name a time and place.
[It's not like anyone would stop them, but Keith feels more comfortable doing this while everyone else is asleep. While he doesn't have to field any questions, and maybe--maybe there's a part of him that wonders if Black will decide Shiro's their rightful leader, after all, and give herself back to him tonight.
There's a part of him that hopes for that, and another that doesn't know what he would do now that Lance is with Red. They all have a place, right?
He suits up and heads down to her, waits for Shiro to catch up. Black still looks and feels so much bigger than Red--like she was made for Shiro, not for him.]
[A flush of warmth spreads through him as Shiro lifts him up, rolls their hips together and Keith makes a small, pleased sound against his lips. He likes when Shiro shows off, which is probably evident from the way his cock swells against the zip of his pants.]
I had to fake the death of our cat just so I could get home at all. I got cornered by girls. There wasn't any other option.
[He splays his fingers at the nape of Shiro's neck, pressing a kiss to the corner of his mouth and then his jaw, nipping lightly at his throat.]
[ Keith's little noise gets a pleased grin, Shiro breaking the kiss a moment later just so he can glance down and drag open his pants. He wishes the lingerie were underneath and not back in their room but he might just ask for that, because that's a thought. After, of course, he makes good on his promise. ]
Not to turn this into too much work talk but-
[ He trails off a moment, curling his fingers into the buttonup and slowly working those down until he can get access to Keith's chest as soon as Keith's finished with his throat. He noses at his newly freed throat. His hands drop down to cup Keith's ass and drag him up, giving him the room to bite and kiss all over all the newly freed skin. ]
-- I'm sure Allura and I can work something out so you don't go on these as much.
[Keith wraps his legs around Shiro's hips when Shiro grabs his ass, arms slung around his neck, which maybe isn't conducive to getting a blowjob anytime soon but it is great for grinding their hips together, insistent heat blooming low in his belly. He still feels restricted by this stupid button-up and slacks, but at least Shiro's making quick work of them.]
They'd be less awful if you were there. And we could make out in the bathroom. [Keith scratches his fingers lightly through Shiro's rabbit-soft shave, then tugs at the short hairs above it with a sharp intake of breath as Shiro's teeth graze his skin.]
[ He's still staring at Shiro's last message when the Black Lion enters the hangar. It would be easiest to take it face value and forget about it, but something about it gives him a little more dread than reassurance, and he has no idea if it's warranted or if he's just seriously overthinking. ... Well, he's probably about to find out. He shoves the communication device back into his pocket as the Lion opens, and swallows. ]
Hey, Shiro.
[ Well, he hasn't tripped over himself yet. That's a good sign. ]
So, uh, I kinda lied earlier? I've never done the whole booty call thing in my entire life and I'm kind of freaking out a little. Would you mind grabbing a drink from the kitchen first? We can talk there, too.
[ Honesty is the best policy, right? He's good at honesty, for the most part. ]
[ Piloting Black is easy, these days; it's like riding a bike, like coming home after a long trip and knowing where everything is, all the nooks and crannies. It's comfortable and easy in a way many things aren't these days. That said, he lets her handle the slide back into the hangar, his mind too occupied with the flurry of thoughts to handle piloting right now. When he reaches for one of the switches, she doesn't quite chastise him, but he does get the very real impression of don't, as she settles into the hangar gracefully.
Well, then. He can't just hide out in her so he blows out a breath and comes out of Black, eyes sweeping over Matt. Some part of him still can't believe it's real. That he's real - real, and whole and alive right in front of him. There's an endless amount of things to talk about but mostly, he's grateful to just have him there to worry about talking over things with. ]
A drink sounds great.
[ The honesty, helps, too. He's dated people before, he's been the one texted at a weird hour to hang out or do more; the Garrison meant that weird hours were a given. Thing is, things are different, now. There's a whole slew of complications none of them foresaw. ]
Do you mind if we make a stop at my room, first? I should change out of armor.
[ This is about as normal as can be expected so far, which is encouraging. He knows Shiro really well—you don't spend months on a ship with someone for nothing—but that doesn't mean they can automatically pick up where they left off. There's ways Shiro is exactly the same, but there's also ways he seems different as Matt feels, and their responsibilities don't exactly make things ideal, either. It's hard to say what all the changes in their lives are going to mean for them. For now though, he wants to enjoy Shiro's presence, and let things be as simple as things will allow. Especially since he can still hardly even believe that he's alive. ]
You know, I'm kind of surprised you took that message seriously. I figured you'd think I was joking.
Well, there wasn't any way to stop Thuladon Prime from going supernova, but we got the planet evac'd quick enough and shielding up around the remainder of the planet. Far as the ATLAS' scanners are concerned, there wasn't a loss of life. Only rough part is we have something like a thousand people in the hold for the next hour.
It hasn't been a really efficient morning, let's just say that. Listen, I gotta live vicariously through my coworkers who have dogs until I get one of my own.
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I feel like most technology they know is past knitting. If they even did it at all. One of the planets we visit might have it, though.
Why?
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bcause the fibers hurt ur skin! microtears!!!!!
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[ Guess what Shiro's bringing you back next time he goes on a mission. ]
And the...bead things in the exfoliant won't?
[ is he really having this conversation. ]
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which i know because my friend told me.
[Prepare for SO MUCH GRUMPING and then little hats for everyone.]
!!!! THEY ARE DESIGNED FOR THAT PURPOSE, SHIRO
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i love!! lance!! so much!!!
he's such a dweeb i love my space dweeb son
they're all so good ;n;
i love the space kids and the space dad SO MUCH
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gently teasing lance, what a hobby
shiro y u like this dad
dad has to have fun sometimes ok being a dad is v tiring
dad needs to unwind somehow
takashi "pushups are winding down" shirogane
lance is gonna put sleeping pills in ur cofee dad
lance pls
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i know he's not but i would lol at like 26 y/o shiro w everyone else being teens
"hello fellow youths"
give space dad some space beer while the kids run around
in his space rocking chair
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Lance, it's probably a bad idea for you to make out with any aliens when we're only going to be leaving again shortly after we arrive.
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ok trash question what r ur feels on shiro/lance
[ DRY DRY DRY DRY ]
my secret ship don't look @ me
presses face to screen
LISTEN IF IT WAS WITH A SHIRO WHO WAS DOWN...>3
i'm filth i love gen but i want space dad to be happy ok
and i just want lance to make out with EVERYONE lbr
i want to pick up a lance just to smooch alluras tbh. OR VICE VERSA HH I WANT TO PLAY EVERYONEEEEEE
ALL THE ALLURAS ALL THE SMOOCHES
yassss. ALSO i'm on the morning after meme or we could do some lance/shiro somewhere else
OH SNAP YES lbr i wanna turn this thread shippy too
damaged space dad always needs love
kiss the dad...give him all ur love...
he needs it
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i may pass out soon, i gotta flight tomorrow
HAVE A GOOD FLIGHT
lol it got delayed so i'm in a lounge drinking free booze
oh damn i'm jelly of the booze
I've been drinking all week at sdcc so I didn't do much now lol
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OK BUT i refuse to believe there's not space hubs like in firefly. maybe not HUMAN ones but
they can't eat goo forever gdit
give me space farmers markets god DAMNITTTT
let these children eat a VEGETABLE
srsly
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[Keith follows up on his offer about a week later. He sleeps better now that Shiro's home, but he's restless one night, decides that he doesn't need to spend another hour tossing and turning in bed.
He's a little nervous about this, to be honest. About how Shiro feels now that Keith is piloting Black, about what will happen with both of them in the cockpit. But Shiro's capable of just about anything, and there's no way Black won't let him come along for a spin. The Lions have let them double up in the past, so why not now?]
Wanna go for a ride?
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It soothes the discomfort Black's rejection has caused, to a point. Between all of that is just savoring the fact that he exists with the team again; he's safe, he's home as much as he can be. When he gets Keith's text message a week later, there's still a thrill that goes through him, though. Yes. Yes please. ]
Always. Doesn't feel the same, having my feet on the ground all the time. Name a time and place.
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I'll meet you in the hangar.
[It's not like anyone would stop them, but Keith feels more comfortable doing this while everyone else is asleep. While he doesn't have to field any questions, and maybe--maybe there's a part of him that wonders if Black will decide Shiro's their rightful leader, after all, and give herself back to him tonight.
There's a part of him that hopes for that, and another that doesn't know what he would do now that Lance is with Red. They all have a place, right?
He suits up and heads down to her, waits for Shiro to catch up. Black still looks and feels so much bigger than Red--like she was made for Shiro, not for him.]
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shiro internally; is now a bad time to mention i sometimes get hard with how cool it is piloting vo-
whispers cover your eyes black
won't someone think of the children
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[A flush of warmth spreads through him as Shiro lifts him up, rolls their hips together and Keith makes a small, pleased sound against his lips. He likes when Shiro shows off, which is probably evident from the way his cock swells against the zip of his pants.]
I had to fake the death of our cat just so I could get home at all. I got cornered by girls. There wasn't any other option.
[He splays his fingers at the nape of Shiro's neck, pressing a kiss to the corner of his mouth and then his jaw, nipping lightly at his throat.]
Zero objections.
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Not to turn this into too much work talk but-
[ He trails off a moment, curling his fingers into the buttonup and slowly working those down until he can get access to Keith's chest as soon as Keith's finished with his throat. He noses at his newly freed throat. His hands drop down to cup Keith's ass and drag him up, giving him the room to bite and kiss all over all the newly freed skin. ]
-- I'm sure Allura and I can work something out so you don't go on these as much.
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They'd be less awful if you were there. And we could make out in the bathroom. [Keith scratches his fingers lightly through Shiro's rabbit-soft shave, then tugs at the short hairs above it with a sharp intake of breath as Shiro's teeth graze his skin.]
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jams self in here
i had to explain the bruises on my back today. thanks for that.
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it's a freaking constellation on my back right now though. you should see it.
1/2
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i need better expressions jesus
lmao i need to redo my icons bc all of these are from that same ep basically
hi5 us
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[ He's still staring at Shiro's last message when the Black Lion enters the hangar. It would be easiest to take it face value and forget about it, but something about it gives him a little more dread than reassurance, and he has no idea if it's warranted or if he's just seriously overthinking. ... Well, he's probably about to find out. He shoves the communication device back into his pocket as the Lion opens, and swallows. ]
Hey, Shiro.
[ Well, he hasn't tripped over himself yet. That's a good sign. ]
So, uh, I kinda lied earlier? I've never done the whole booty call thing in my entire life and I'm kind of freaking out a little. Would you mind grabbing a drink from the kitchen first? We can talk there, too.
[ Honesty is the best policy, right? He's good at honesty, for the most part. ]
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Well, then. He can't just hide out in her so he blows out a breath and comes out of Black, eyes sweeping over Matt. Some part of him still can't believe it's real. That he's real - real, and whole and alive right in front of him. There's an endless amount of things to talk about but mostly, he's grateful to just have him there to worry about talking over things with. ]
A drink sounds great.
[ The honesty, helps, too. He's dated people before, he's been the one texted at a weird hour to hang out or do more; the Garrison meant that weird hours were a given. Thing is, things are different, now. There's a whole slew of complications none of them foresaw. ]
Do you mind if we make a stop at my room, first? I should change out of armor.
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[ This is about as normal as can be expected so far, which is encouraging. He knows Shiro really well—you don't spend months on a ship with someone for nothing—but that doesn't mean they can automatically pick up where they left off. There's ways Shiro is exactly the same, but there's also ways he seems different as Matt feels, and their responsibilities don't exactly make things ideal, either. It's hard to say what all the changes in their lives are going to mean for them. For now though, he wants to enjoy Shiro's presence, and let things be as simple as things will allow. Especially since he can still hardly even believe that he's alive. ]
You know, I'm kind of surprised you took that message seriously. I figured you'd think I was joking.
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shiro and matt would awkwardly discuss a relationship like a goddamn contract lmaooo
they're such losers. "Sign here to get the booty."
"signed this day oct 31st 2059"
Pidge and Keith are called to sign as witnesses and decide they hate them so much
pidge just like "I cannot believe y- nO I ABSOLUTELY CAN, THAT MAKES IT WORSE"
"I'm not signing your prenup. you're DATING not getting married, what is WRONG with you guys???"
lance and pidge learn that shiro's a pushover and will buy them video games to stop the teasing
they give up on Matt very quickly because he has zero shame
every meal they swap seats to let matt and shiro sit next to each other but pidge/lance make faces
Hunk asks them increasingly invasive questions and literally the whole castle hates their lives
matt and shiro gained like 4 siblings in the span of a year, rest in pieces u 2
they're the best siblings tho so it's okay
real tho ;n;
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"the tshirt under his titty harness"
put those away Shiro. You'll shoot someone's eye out.
like what is the character designer's intent with that thing is it like they liked gun harnesses?
I just want to know why his casual clothes have knee pads. what shit are you even into shiro???
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Well, there wasn't any way to stop Thuladon Prime from going supernova, but we got the planet evac'd quick enough and shielding up around the remainder of the planet. Far as the ATLAS' scanners are concerned, there wasn't a loss of life. Only rough part is we have something like a thousand people in the hold for the next hour.
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do you guys need a hand ?
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I caught Sam taking a picture of the supernova and I couldn't say anything because I was taking one for you.
[ the worst nerds??? ]
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