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teen | 14k | complete | meeting their alternate selves | Lance/Keith

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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. When they later find out that their counterparts are dating and very much in love, it’s, well, less fun.

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If Lance, at the bright age of 19 and fresh from Voltron's victory, had been told that nine years later he would be divorced, depressed, and playing second fiddle at his best friends wedding to fucking James Griffin, he probably would have laughed out loud and spit on the ground because that future felt so disconnected from the story Lance was telling himself about himself. And yet, here he was- 28 years old, four years out from divorcing Allura, and James Griffin was meticulously putting together a charcuterie board right in front of him. or Lance is feeling insecure at Hunk's bachelor weekend because he isn't best man, and that hurts. Luckily, Keith is there.

Art by: @banana-chiquita-pie

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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. When they later find out that their counterparts are dating and very much in love, it’s, well, less fun.

By: @existwound @kyistell @/Emxpaladin (IG)

Petals…? Keith doesn’t remember eating flowers.

Coran’s annoying voice blares in his mind. It could be the rare and awful Hanahaki disease!

He thinks about the next thing Coran said. Did you know that a whopping 86% of patients diagnosed with it have died? Fuck. Fuck. FUCK.

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Petals…? Keith doesn’t remember eating flowers. Coran’s annoying voice blares in his mind. It could be the rare and awful Hanahaki disease! He thinks about the next thing Coran said. Did you know that a whopping 86% of patients diagnosed with it have died? Fuck. Fuck. FUCK. Keith, a florist, starts coughing up flower petals after his longtime crush Lance McClain purchases a bouquet from his store. Now being around flowers becomes increasingly nauseating and he struggles with his growing ailment.

By: @catsushinyakajima @paperkoifish @pink-water-falls

TW: Emetophobia under the cut