I feel like we don't talk enough about the fact that Lance was top of his class as a cargo pilot. like everyone is so quick to demean Lance's intelligence because he's surrounded by the dictionary definition of geniuses in their own fields, but his line "fighter pilot, thanks to you washing out" to Keith means he was TOP RANK NUMBER ONE as a cargo pilot.
Lance is consistently infantilized and bullied for being a jack of all trades. his focus is spread, and even so he excels at what he sets his mind to. He, with little to no real gun or hand-to-hand combat training, becomes the team's designated sharpshooter. he also unlocks an altean broadsword , the only paladin to unlock multiple classes of weapons.
But he is the brunt of so many jokes because he's an empathetic, selfless, charismatic guy and a good friend BEFORE he's a genius. And honestly, i do believe whole heartedly that he is a genius, his focus is just so spread that he isn't a prodigy like his team members.
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TSAMS | Solar x Reader x Eclipse | A/B/O dynamics | SFW | 1,100 words | Lots of fluff
Not my best writing but I dont feel like remaking the whole thing. Might write a lazy morning with them sometime.
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You sigh at the sounds you're subject to when entering your home. Eclipse and Solar always seem to have it out for each other, unable to keep their hands or words to themselves. Being the beta of the relationship, you have to deal with being the peacekeeper as often as possible. It's not that they hate each other... but they sure do like to bicker.
You creak your bedroom door open, looking in carefully. It's not that you wouldn't mind seeing certain activities, you'd just prefer to be mentally prepared. Eclipse has Solar pinned to the bed and straddling him but they both are fully clothed so that's something at least. Eclipse is fervently scenting Solar's neck, grumbling about some nonsense. The alpha beneath him is the first to notice you enter, face softening into a smile. You grin back, creeping up behind Eclipse. Unbeknownst to you, Eclipse has peered up to meet Solar's eyes, completely aware of the not so sneaky beta behind him.
When you tackle him he rolls you over to pin you down as well. His rubbing and nuzzling has you giggling and struggling to push him away.
"Eclipse! Hey! S- Stop!"
The omega makes an overly exaggerated sniff and growls unhappily. "No. You're stinky."
"Sheesh, if you want me to go take a shower then why didn't you just say so?" You stick out your tongue in a childish pout. Solar watches on in amusement. Bastard. "Or is it just because I smell like my coworkers? From my job? That I need to pay rent?" Eclipse growls again and all you can do is sigh.
Another warm faceplate presses against the top of your head and now you're fully trapped, encased in the bodies of your possessive lovers. "No, no, he's not the only one. There is one scent on you recently that's been... too strong. It's weird though..." Eclipse is forced to make room when Solar decides he also has to rub himself all over your neck. Cats the both of them. "Who the hell do they think they are to get so touchy with you when you're clearly taken?" Solar's voice has dropped to a growl and now they're both pissy.
The best you can do is rub at their sunrays in hopes of calming them down. Eclipse melts yet Solar is adamant on being stubborn. You pull Eclipse closer to hold him more comfortably, his arms fully wrapping around you. Your sweet little omega...
"You both know I hate touching people. So do my coworkers. Honestly, I think you two are just imagining things. Making things up. Eclipse's nose always gets so sensitive during his heats, maybe he just thinks one scent is stronger than normal." It's a reasonable thought process. Eclipse has been prone to hiding away in their nest a few days before his heat because of sensitivity to anything other than his mates' smells. Someone could have simply patted you on the back and Eclipse is smelling that.
"But it's not just Eclipse. I smell it too. Why's it so familiar...?" Solar's progressively aggressive scenting has you squeaking and pushing him away, trying to at least. Hot breath on your neck has you doubling down on your efforts. If he starts something then Eclipse is going to want to join in and you haven't even eaten dinner yet.
"Solar! No biting! If you want kisses then go ahead. But. No. Biting." Green eyes fall to the side and Solar slumps. He'll play nice for now. At least as nice as he can be when half of his weight is laying atop their poor human beta. "Again, it's probably one of my coworkers. I can't just be rude and avoid them like they're diseased."
"They smell like it..." Eclipse flinches and pouts when he's flicked on the shoulder.
"Rude. Besides! You complain about everyone's scent that isn't mine or Solar's. Or Earth's but even then you say she smells like dirt."
He fidgets with the hem of your shirt. "Good dirt..."
You sigh. "Look guys, all I'm saying is that you're probably overreacting and-" Your phone notification goes off. It takes a minute of reaching your arm past two warm bodies to grab your phone. "Oh, dang."
Solar looks up only to squint at the bright light of the screen. "What is it?"
"Ah, my brother is heading back up north tomorrow evening. He'd come down here for vacation. It was supposed to be for a week but I guess something came up. At least I caught him for lunch today." You yawn, setting your phone down and relaxing into the pillows. Idly you continue rubbing at Eclipse's sunrays.
The two bots exchange a look. You are unamused when they attack your neck and collarbone again. Solar finds a spot on your shoulder and growls, sunrays twitching. "No wonder it smelled so familiar..."
"Of course it was their damn brother..." The omega glares at the scent that is practically nonexistent at this point. They'll start rubbing your skin raw if they try and cover it up any further.
Solar's teeth nip at the soft skin and you yelp, smacking him on the head. "Solar! What did I tell you?"
"More like what you didn't tell us." He growls back, snapping his head up and catching your fingertips in his teeth. "You saw your brother today?"
You try not to let the action get to you. Why does he have teeth so sharp?? "Yeah? What does that have to do with-" You look back and forth between them, meeting their gazes. And then you realize. "Oh. The mysterious scent."
"Your brother stinks- Ow!" Eclipse whines and hides himself against your chest when you smack him this time. He curls up into you and, even if you probably hurt yourself more than you did him, you give in and spare a few kisses for his top ray.
"Maybe. But he's still my brother." You smirk.
Solar groans and in one smooth movement rolls over and off the bed to his feet. "You can fix the stinky problem then, Eclipse. Dinner won't fix itself." There's a certain look on his face that has you squinting your eyes. Eclipse has started purring and nuzzling into your chest, cozy. He twists his head as subtly as possible to meet Solar's gaze and-
They planned this. Or at the very least Solar did. Yes, you've been busy this week and Eclipse's heat is bound to start any day now... but it was your night to make dinner. And now you're stuck right where Solar was when you walked in. Sneaky son of a bitch.
Eclipse settles again and all you can do is glare when Solar gives you a grin, a salute, and leaves down the hallway. At least you've got the equivalent of a warm, weighted blanket on your chest. The hand that's slowly crawled up to scratch at your scalp doesn't help in your attempts to stay awake and aware. Curse your perfect mates.
Angel flinches, shutting the door behind him with a click as he turns to face Vesuvius. A puddle slowly forms beneath him.
"I walked..."
The look he gets has him squirming and his sunrays retracting, more so than they already are.
"Some of the way... and then got a taxi..."
Vesuvius approaches him, sizing him up. His golden gaze narrows and he tilts his head. "You didn't answer my calls. I was about to go looking for you."
"Ah..." Angel can't help but grimace and nervously tug on his collar. "I, uh... Still had my phone muted for work..."
"As you usually do."
"As I usually do..."
Vesuvius groans and rolls his eyes. "You're shivering. Fucking... here." He begins unbuttoning Angel's vest, eventually slipping down into a full crouch. Steam hisses from his wrist and causes Angel to flinch. Okay what the hell.
"What is wrong with you?" He stops on the last button, staring his boyfriend down. He hasn't been this jumpy since their early days. And he has a sneaking suspicion that the trembling isn't just from the cold.
"Just- I- Wet- Cold?" He squeaks out, hunching into himself and avoiding eye contact. Guilty. But he doesn't smell (strongly) of smoke. And there's no bloodstains or spilled alcohol on his clothes...
"Just cold?" Vesuvius undoes the button and tugs off his vest, moving on to his fidgeting hands to remove his gloves.
Oh god, Angel can't do this. He can't. Vesuvius is acting so calm and patient but that's only because he *doesn't know*. He doesn't know and he can't know. Because if he does... One glove comes off revealing his mismatched and mishapen fingers, unnoticeable unless you look closely. But if Vesuvius knew it would surely become obvious to any one, for Vesuvius would definitely assume the worst and mangle his hands for it. He can't touch anyone else without them. Angel heaves out a synthetic breath. Would he throw him down and step on his face, break his jaw? He would still be able to speak but he wouldn't be able to kiss anyone else. A light tap to the aforementioned jaw has him jerking back a milimeter.
"You're spiraling. You know I have no plans of ever hurting you again. So, answer the question, Angel." Vesuvius' voice is surprisingly soft, it sounds weird coming from him, a tone he almost never uses.
Nonononono. No! Vesuvius will kill him if he- "I kissed Songbird!" He slaps both hands over his mouth. Tears resurface at the corners of his wide eyes. Oh, he fucked up bad this time. He fucked up fucked up.
But nothing comes. No anger, no glare, not even a growl. Just a light scoff before his hands are led down to his sides so Vesuvius can work on unbuttoning his undershirt. "That's it?"
"Wh- What do you mean 'that's it'?!"
A low chuckle has Angel trying to hunch into himself again, Vesuvius keeps him still.
"I thought you'd kissed her a long time ago already. What with those infatuated looks you give her all the time. And... everything else."
A long time ago... Vesuvius thought he already kissed Songbird... "Everything else?" His gaze is directed to the closet with a finger on his chin. The pillow... ah... his gaze falls to the floor... "But... So you're not... But I cheated on you."
"Irked? Yes. Pissed off? No. Not at you at least... The fact that you're one telling me this and two acting like this over it says enough. Not that you did anything other than kiss her." At the confirming headshake he straightens up, setting the wet clothes to the side. "And now you know not to do it again."
Angel looks up again when Vesuvius steps away in the direction of their bathroom. He sighs, hugging himself now. This could've gone so much worse. The only reason he's living how he is is because of Vesuvius and the capo could've easily dumped him right here and now. If this were anyone else he'd be more concerned about Vesuvius being upset but he's so upfront about his feelings that... Even still... A fast, heavy, and soft projectile slams into his face and causes him to stumble back, grasping onto it to pull it down when it gets caught on his sunrays. His favorite towel, the fluffy, soft pink one. He didn't even hear the water running until now...
Vesuvius snorts when Angel just stands there, walking over with a long stride. All he does is wrap Angel up in the towel and pick him up to set him down on their bed. The tub will take a little while to fill.
"... So we're still boyfriends...?"
"..." The Sun model curiously peeks up at his boyfriend's face when he doesn't get a response. The look in Vesuvius' eyes causes him to clench his fists and swallow thickly. The capo leans down, trapping Angel between himself and the bed. His voice drops to a gravelly rasp followed by a slow chuckle that has Angel's knees weak and audio receptors tingling. "It'll take far more than that woman to take you from me. Far, far more..." Sharp fingers dip beneath the towel to trail down the split on his chest, both teasing and a not so subtle threat. "But for both of your sakes, the only one who should be getting a taste of your lips is *me.*" Just like that they're both flat on the bed, lips interlocked and chest to chest. Both of Vesuvius' hands worm their way up Angel's sides, along his shoulders, sweep past the back of his head and end up gripping two of his rays possessively. It's such a simple touch but it has Angel whimpering and arching his spine. Vesuvius' responding growl vibrates through his very core.
Abrubtly he pulls away, scowling with his casing hot enough to fry an egg and steam hissing out from between his neck joints. "Bath first. And then maybe I should punish you for thinking you could share yourself with someone else. Come on, before the tub overflows again..."
Hellebore, darling, what are you doing on my couch?
A low groan is his response.
Sirius rolls his eyes, sauntering over. A sharp hiss gets pulled from the demon when his head is jerked up by fluff on his head. Teeth are bared. And ignored.
And how did you get into my home?
Door.
Oh really?
Hellebore scrabbles at Sirius' arm, whining at the continued pull of his fur. Being released results in his face thumping against the cushion and a snicker from the bot above. Hellebore rolls over onto his back with a yawn, tail idly swaying. Slowly a devious grin works its way up his face.
Brought you a present.
Sirius shoots back up to his feet. Mismatched eyes narrow and his own grin graces his lips, although this one is full of murderous intent.
I swear by the Star, Hellebore.
The couch jerks when the idle swaying becomes full, thrilled wagging.
In the fridge, just for yo-
Hellebore snaps and hisses, picked up by the collar of his cloak. Sirius drags him over to his fridge and drops him in front of it.
Hellebore. If there's another bag of dead rodents in my refrigerator, I'm throwing you and it outside. Is that clear?
Even the demon shrinks away from Sirius' anger. Hey, he thought it was funny. Begrudgingly he rolls his eyes.
You said they were cute.
Alive and outside on the streets.
Sirius yanks the fridge door open and shakes the bag of blood and gore in Hellebore's face.
This, is neither. Are you even going to eat this?
All Hellebore can do is pout and visibly grimace at the accusation. He sticks his forked tongue out and pushes the bag away.
They're too... furry. At least cats are worth it for the taste. Rats are bleh.
Into the trash it goes then... Good lord, what am I to do with you?
Hellebore's ears twitch and he sheepishly looks up at Sirius under his lashes.
Pet me?- Grah!
A hand aggressively shoves him down by the top of his head and he nearly falls forward, scrambling to maintain balance. It's gone as quick as it came.
More like throw you out with the rats you utter buffoon.
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“Only good captain’s get gifts,” he tsked lightly, his turn for a teasing tone, “You shouldn’t have messed with me if you wanted something, Roger.”
“Rayleigh—” it would be incorrect to have called it anything other than a whine, but Rayleigh would allow his captain to keep some honor— “I was just playing around!”
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