#bom keith

Sleep deprived Keith bc same

also I feel like I remember hippos being common in the fandom for him??? so behold the hippo plushie (funny enough I actually have a lavender hippo beanie baby)

Keif

Something is pulling Yorak into the cargo bay, he thinks its his temper, his pride, his sense of adventure, a belief that hes old enough to go on a mission of his own, a desire to take part in a victory against the empire.Despite his pale skin and small stature and five fingers yorak has always known he belongs with the blades. He's a child among elders, all having served and defected from the empire, and they made him feel loved for it.But he's old enough now to help and every nerve in his body is screaming at him to go on this mission.He observes the team spreading out, listens on a comm of their locations. Whispered flashes of information on explosives planted.Then a grunt before the comm is disconnected again, a safety measure, and he's off to give assistance.Long has he been trained to navigate galran cruisers but today its hard. His knowledge drags him in one direction while his senses and his instincs drag him in another. He gets lost multiple times before he gives up and follows the path his body wants to go.He finds the stuff of legends, the red lion of old, the right arm of voltron. The unusually forwards actions of thw blade, the explosives. Understanding dawns on him. The mission is to free the red lion.Soliders notice him.And Yorak, at just 12 roations old, is willing to die for this lions freedom.Not just victory or death but a protective urge so strong, he slams the hanger door open and with just his small jetpack is launched into the cold voide of space.He can see the cruiser infront of him but its so silent so cold. Always, he had known space was lonely, away from the safety of masks and jusy him and the ship rumbling, but here, like this, he is all alone.Then jaws descend around him and he finds himself in the protective warmth of the red lion.But with his discovery he had doomed them all for alarms had been triggeres and the empire was now aware of intruders.Already fighters are launching to recapture the lion and to stop whoever tries to flee.The controls under yorak's hands respond like a dream, the lion able of so much more than anything he's piloted before. The lion echoes his delight. "Finally free, finally flying again," purring into his mind.Fighters are destoyed, lives taken as easy as hitting the ai in a simulator.The blade ship launches and explosions tear the cruiser apart.The comm in yoraks ear confirms everyone made it.