#greasykeith

they moved their account AGES ago but i still have the theme’s post on my ref blog. here u go!

https://bonewheel.tumblr.com/post/168088064979/showtime-v2-theme-by-jeff-preview-1-preview-2

Omg ILU thanks for being interested in my fave AU i never draw enough of : 

Okay so, Keith doesn’t actually ever meet them ? It’s not really an AU but more of a… completing the story ? Keith spends a whole year alone and no one says what happens ? 

Times Keith almost met the others but didn’t : 

When he met Rosa, spent the whole afternoon with her, learned about her cousin, a cool dude about the same age as him, and left. Twenty minutes later, the cousin showed up, all smug because he just got promoted to the pilots classes at the Garrison. 

That one time he got dragged by a guy with blue glowing facepaint in a club. 

The one time he needed to repair the radio and actually realized these were very… long range radios, and he spent the afternoon looking in supplies stores and electronic secret stashs and almost asked a kid for help

Once he bumped into a huge guy, but he had the googles full of dust and couldn’t find him again. He still has his screwdriver

He’s pretty sure someone bet for him once at the underground box club and he didn’t know them, but he can’t tell wether or not there face was familiar through tears and blood and sweat

He would sit and watch the garisson train from afar when he passed near the buildings, sometimes

each of the paladins have their own little hobbies that you wouldn't quite expect they had

hunk spends hours and hours painting, painting alien scenes and creatures and people, though his favourite thing to paint is the scenery from earth, or as close to it as he can remember. it helps him deal with homesickness, seeing such familiar landscapes hanging on the wall.

pidge liked to play drums back on earth. she does her best to recreate them in the castle, a set that pops up when she wants it or when she just needs something to do with her hands while her laptop is charging. she favours a fast tempo, and anyone who hears her will admit she's rather skilled.

keith spent plenty of time alone in the desert tinkering with bikes and tracking down giant lions, but that left a lot to spare. he used to fill this by knitting. not "well" or ""properly"", but it was his way of knitting, and it made him enough blankets to keep him warm at night in the drafty hut. at the blade of Marmora, sometimes he'll sit, knitting needles together and chewing his lip, trying to create something to fight the cold in his heart.

lance likes to write. there's a book under his pillow filled with page after page of descriptions and thoughts of people, places, and things. when he was younger, he was sure he and Hunk would write a whole book together, with pages of beautiful illustrations and detailed writing. that dream got lost in the garrison somewhere in the bottom of his never fully unpacked suitcase.

allura thinks bugs are pretty neat. she can spend hours on end studying a single one, watching it amble over leaves and blades of grass. she likes how cheerful and carefree they seem, not having to worry about war, and death, and betrayal. she likes to lie down and set up little obstacles for them to see how they work around it. she'd keep them as pets, if she was just a bit younger and didn't understand how cruel it was.

monkey bar master

encountered many challengers

“bet you can’t skip three bars”

keith would just swoop in and skip fo u r

blisters? blisters.

two words: roly polys

he knew them by their exoskeleton color and named them after knife brands

“keith! how is, err, cold steel spartan?” “That’s Benchmade Griptilian, You Dipshit”

stuck four twigs in the dirt, tied a string around them like a square pig pen, and herded them polys inside

fed them with leaves and flowers and dandelions and shit, even poured a bit of water on a leaf

he was devastated to find them gone in the morning

“keith, they probably crawled under the string” “no! i made sure i loved them enough not to leave”

a baseball boy

didn’t actually play baseball

he just swung the bat around like a sword

favorite childhood movie: g-force

canonically loved the idea of “brothers” so much but was a little bit afraid of it (s1e2)

hunk: i just want you to know that i realized when we were in voltron, we’re brothers, man, you know, like we’re totally connected, no secrets, no barriers, no nothing, brothers all the way. i love you guys

keith, smiling: has g-force messed with your head a little bit?

after watching, really really really wanted to own a guinea pig

but was afraid of the roly poly experience, so he didn’t ask

in middle school, there was a requirement to wear a belt

strolled onto campus with a fucking aircraft seat belt buckle

really liked fastening and unfastening it for the clicky sound

“keith, stop. if you’re going to disrupt the cla - “

*clicky sound* “what was that i couldn’t hear”

favorite childhood drink: yakult

because they were tiny in size and volume, he’d be able to experience the Dairy Life and not have to suffer as much

keith, stirring his melted ice cream like goddamn royalty: so u p

fairly academically proficient

but was a sucker at riddles

“what has a thumb and four fingers but is not alive?”

“what?”

“a glove!”

*frowns down at his fingerless gloves*

speaking of which, he got his fingerless gloves for his 8th birthday so he’d stop getting blisters all the fucking time

got sunburns every day because he always forgot to apply his sunscreen

his foster parents gave up buying it and just bought a shit ton of banana boat aloe vera

was confuUUused and thought banana boat was a flavor

up until he tasted it

“keith! what were you thinking??!”

*tongue sticking out because gross, bland taste* “NABABA”

was really fascinated by the dead skin and kept picking at it and hindering it from healing

really liked going to the park

monkey bars

“i like it. it’s quiet out here”

there’s a little area with a lot of giant rocks which he claimed as his own and named “little rock arkansas” even though he had no idea that little rock was a city and arkansas a state he just thought it sounded cool

a fuckton of bandages, yup

how he broke his arm:

was eating cereal for breakfast at the kitchen island and thought it was a good idea to not only tuck his arms inside his shirt but also scrunch up his legs and pull his shirt over them, and since there were no armrests on the barstool, his potato-like body fell over and he landed on his arm

told people he broke it in a bar fight even though he was 11 and wasn’t allowed inside a bar

he leaves the garrison & tries to figure out what he is since he’s so lost (oh crap i’m not the #1 piolet and the only person who I was close to is gone) and his only proof he exists comes from his inherited gift

so he is obsessed with his knife and he just practices with it and handles it constantly

and he realizes it makes his hands sore

until he develops callouses

then he fixes up his little hover bike thing

and he rides it all the time and gets even more calloused because the grip hits him at a different angle than the knife

but he wears gloves because they helped keep some of the skin from getting raw

he never moisturizes or thinks anything of it because its so normal

until the moment lance said they make a good team

yeah he was wearing gloves at the time, but it got him wondering if his hands were as soft as his eyes

and suddenly he was really self conscious about his own hands

that’s part of the reason he crosses his arms so much

he tries to tuck them away

but one day they’re on a difficult mission and he and lance go in for the Hand Shake Bro Hug™️ once they’re back on the ship and lance feels his hand

and he flips it over and is like “they’re so rough!”

keith is embarrassed but lance just stares intently and silently asks to take his glove off of him and keith is like “okay…sure”

and lance is like “your hands…they are so you”

keith is thinking “too rough. not normal. not capable of feeling enough. too dirty and scarred to deserve to hold or have any beauty”

but lance smiles and says “only you would be persistent and stubborn enough to do the things you’re passionate about until they become physical memories for your body”

and keith just gapes. no words. he can’t remember ever saying his roughness was anything more than an issue

lance gives his hands another study and then says “one day you’ll have to tell me what your hands are remembering so clearly that you’ve kept the story on your hands months after we’ve left earth” and turns away with a smile