larkscape
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“Pumpkin cider,” Lance declares, thumping his fist on the bartop for emphasis, “is the best. Ever. Hands down.”
“You’re drunk,” Keith states. His hair is falling over his forehead in even more haphazard fashion than usual, and his cheeks are flushed. Shiro kind of wants to bite his jawline.
The Atlas created an autumn-themed pub onboard.
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“Keith,” Varanus said, catching his wandering attention and giving him a very sultry look. “Might I demonstrate our appreciation in a more… personal manner?”
Keith the Space Ho, hoing it up in space. With hot lizardpeople.
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It was the scent that drew Lance in.
He should have known better, honestly; he had plenty of siblings and cousins and he should have been able to recognize another omega, dammit, but Shiro’s heat didn’t smell like anyone else’s that Lance had ever encountered, and by the time his pheromone-frazzled brain figured out what the enticing swell of sweet almond, spice, and musk was all about, it was too late. He was right outside.
Following his nose like Toucan Sam. Bad idea. Terrible. Bad, terrible, horny idea.
Three times Lance accidentally caught Shiro and Keith having heat sex + one time Shiro and Keith caught Lance in heat (and did something about it).
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- Part 4 of Tropetember fills
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“And they’re both just so— bendy, you know?” Shiro said. He wasn’t sure when exactly he’d started talking about Keith and Lance, but he’d go with it. “It’s unfair. It’s a personal attack.”
“Shiro,” Pidge said, long-suffering, “there are two people you need to have this conversation with and neither of them are at this table.”
Local dumbass captain drinks too much nunvill at senior staff party, waxes rhapsodic about his crushes. They overhear him.
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- Part 3 of Tropetember fills
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This was supposed to be a peaceful visit to solidify an alliance. Call him paranoid, but being suddenly surrounded by guards doesn’t seem particularly peaceful.
“Black Paladin, please come with us.”
It’s an outdated title. Shiro doesn’t move. “May I ask where we’re going?”
“King’s orders,” says the one who’s already spoken. “His Excellency requires your presence.” The rest of the guards remain silent, watching, and a chill goes down Shiro’s back.
Shiro gets captured. Keith and Lance have some feelings about that.
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- Part 2 of Tropetember fills