#lnstinctive

兄の日    ➣ @lnstinctive / @grimesucker

     Drawn to a pause by the call of his name, Shiro lifts his head inquiringly and finds himself greeted by Keith and the wish of a happy ‘big brother’s day.’ For just half a tick he blinks in surprise before all trace melts away, replaced with an affectionate – if slightly embarrassed – smile. Ani no hi, a day that Keith had invented years ago to replace Father’s Day ( which neither of them had ever had much reason to celebrate, Keith’s dad gone and Shiro never having met his own ). It’s flattering when your little brother decides that you need a day to be celebrated, and Shiro does appreciate the recognition for the things he’s done, but he’s always told Keith that it isn’t necessary. All that matters to him is that Keith is doing okay, that’s all that’s ever mattered, and that’s all the satisfaction he’s ever needed to get for taking care of him.

            —But Keith has always been stubborn, and he has yet to let Ani no hi die.

     “ Thanks, buddy, ” he replies, a breath of a self-conscious chuckle following the words. Smile widening a touch, Shiro considers saying what he always does, that he really doesn’t need a day like this, but ultimately decides against it. His brother hasn’t stopped celebrating this day yet, and it’s unlikely that his mind will be changed now. Maybe this year he can just… let it go. Appreciate it without fighting it.

                                          It’s been too long since he’s seen Keith anyway.

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anxiousness burned throughout his body the closer it got to midnight. which, it shouldn’t because he LOVES christmas, but at the same time, his gift could very well be the reason why he wouldn’t love it anymore.

no, no, no, no. stop that. it’ll be fine. of course it would be. he hoped.

he double checked the camera, making sure it perfectly framed keith in the best way, hitting the record button as soon as the clock struck midnight. carefully avoiding the tripod legs so he wouldn’t trip, lance made his way over to his boyfriend, leaning down to press a kiss against his lips & murmured a merry christmas when they pulled away, barely a hairsbreath apart.

lance stared into those eyes he fell in love with ( twice! ) before finally pulling away, grabbing an elaborately decorated box & practically plopping it onto keith’s lap.

a small ' ah, ' slips from his mouth when he sees him again for the first time. keith exactly as intense ( and hair just as awful ) as he remembers. his smile is automatic, and he raises a hand to wave— only for keith to break into a sprint.

                             it takes a second for keith's intention to click. and when it does, matt                             goes from elated to panicked.

         " no, no, nonononono—! "

they collide— knocking all the air out of him in a rush and sending him staggering back with the force of the impact. his arms come around him in a tight hug.

Who could have thought a simple reconnaissance mission could have gone so horribly wrong? Here they were, stuck on a galra ship ; signals jammed so they couldn’t contact the team ; both of them were in rough shape ; not to mention the lions were with the others, who the ship they were currently aboard was fleeing rapidly.

At least they hadn’t been caught- yet. But the general of the ship knew they were there. It was only a matter of time before their hiding spot was found.

The inner workings of Hunks mind were running wild ; hopelessness is not a good feeling for him. Every idea he came up with would inevitably end with them either dead or stuck in a cell, and neither was preferable.

‘ Keith, what do we do? I-I don’t wanna die here! ’

Hoo boy.

Red and all of the other lions would like to believe they’re immune to such Terran weaknesses. After all, they’re the defenders of the universe and warriors of such stature don’t let themselves be overwhelmed by such trivial things. This is what they WANT to believe, however the truth is actually the opposite. For Red especially.

Red’s entire mainframe and system is such a sensitive thing that it’s almost hard for anyone who reads her file and looks over what information is had to understand how she’s actually functioning. There are a lot more discrepancies with the way she’s set up than the others. In some cases, this is a bad thing and Red probably needs to work on herself as a spacelion, but in others it’s very..–strange.

Red is different from the others in the way she works, she was crafted from the core of the meteor, and as such it’s like she was almost crafted from something else entirely. The way her system works is by constantly pulling in the different types of atmosphere and putting out the right amount of “steam” to function in those environments. What’s so crazy about this is that it’s almost like Red is able to use senses that the others cannot. She is a robot, so her range of sense is very dull and if Hunk offers her anything to eat she can’t taste it (no tastebuds, boo :(!) BUT there are other ways for Red to experience things that are almost like what everyone refers to as taste and smell.

 Her systems are extremely sensitive to certain electromagnetic fields, it makes her go all twitchy and sometimes she’ll completely shut down like she’s in need of a really long nap. Typically when she shuts down her systems are in extreme overdrive, locking her frame up and filtering in code after code in an attempt to siphon out the bad stuff she’s probably just inhaled. If the atmosphere of a planet is extremely toxic or nasty {acid, muck, too much tar and oil, etc) Red almost functions like she has the spacelion equivalent of severe congestion/sinus infection. She complains the whole time, because it’s so bad it’s almost like she can smell it. She can certainly describe it to Keith using Terran cuss words and anger, and it really is like she can smell things. At least Keith insists she can, the others just kinda squint because none of the other lions ever complain. Red can’t help it, though. 

Now we get to the juicy bit about catnip >:)

There’s this really intense crystal on one of the planets they frequent at and it drives Red absolutely bonkers. This wouldn’t typically be a problem if the planet itself wasn’t just one big GIANT crystal. Red gets loony on this planet, she’s extremely hard to control and most times would rather fly in big circles and rub herself against the giant wall of crystal that makes her feel good. Shiro and Pidge have often commented that she absolutely is a stoner. They’re right. Red can’t control herself around this crystal planet and often times Keith even struggles to get her to function(she just, like, can’t even.). She’ll hang in the air like she’s half asleep barely moving even as Keith is laying on the joysticks.

Red will often times grind herself in the most excruciating of noises against these giant crystals and it makes everyone want to die. It’s like having a knife drug down the worlds chalkiest chalk board and it is terrible. Pidge has determined that the crystals put off some intense electromagnetic field that really gets Red going. She varies from hanging adrift in dead space to blasting around at uncontrollable speeds and making her paladin screech. She’s every bit like a house cat at 2 am in the morning when the clock strikes and their people need them. It’s insane, no one understands it.

Sometimes she just sits with her front limbs wrapped around the crystal leaning all of her mass against it. It’s nuts. She’s nuts. Keith does a lot of begging and pleading to get her to WORK like she’s supposed to. Red can’t hear it, because this crystal is the best thing in the universe. Has anyone ever tried to exploit her weakness? Oh yes. The thing is, it’s not really a weakness in battle situations. Her paladin might not have ANY say (especially Lance, poor Lance had no idea she was like this. He thought it was funny, but man, this is terrifying pls send help.), but Red does that 2 am cat thing and attacks everything that isn’t friendly. Then she becomes immobile again and just hangs in space. Shiro and Keith are often times the one having to hitch Black to Red and drag her back to the ship.

“You look ill. You must be suffering form a lack of Vitamin ME.”