Cocoacrescent
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Lance can't stand the captain of the football team…so why is he having sex with him?
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He still wanted to shake Lance senseless. Still wanted to force every stupid self-destructive thought out of his head permanently. But not like this. Not while Lance was bleeding through half-finished bandages and barely standing upright.
“Come here,” he said more gently.
Lance looked at him warily for half a second before the exhaustion apparently won out. Keith guided him carefully down onto the bathroom floor instead, maneuvering him until Lance sat between his knees with his back angled toward Keith’s chest.
The position felt immediately, dangerously intimate. Lance’s bare back rested inches from his chest now, warm and solid and distractingly close. Keith could smell the sharp disinfectant still lingering in the air beneath the cleaner scent of soap and the faint metallic trace of blood.Or
After a mission gone wrong in all the right ways, Keith storms into Lance’s room ready to start a fight over another reckless stunt, only to discover Lance is far more injured than anyone realized. What starts as anger turns into patching wounds on a bathroom floor, old insecurities dragged into the open, and the realization that they’ve both been holding back too much for too long.
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- Part 1 of The Art of Falling Apart
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Sanji takes pride in his cleanliness, which is why he can't stand a slob like Zoro. But he especially can't stand him when he realises there's something about Zoro that's oddly exciting.
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18 May 2026
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If it Feels Good, Tastes Good, It Must be Mine by ceilingpool
Fandoms: Voltron: Legendary Defender
09 Sep 2018
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In a weird jolt Keith realizes that he doesn’t remember the last time he actually touched another person, skin to skin. And Lance’s skin is…warm, Lance himself just sort of radiating heat next to him in just a tank top and gym shorts, the skin of his bicep soft against Keith knuckles as he adjusts the blanket again and Keith is…
“You okay, man? You seem a little tense.” Lance’s concerned gaze is very, very close, and the heat rising in Keith’s face is surely just because he’s actually starting to warm up, feeling coming back into his fingers and toes again.
Keith swallows. “I’m good.”
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Space is vast and mostly empty, so much so that getting lost is easy. The universe keeps expanding and Lance gets further away from home with each passing second. The thing keeping him in orbit is the man with a mullet at the centre of his own universe.
Or: a quiet night filled with want, desire, and restraint.