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froopa-coopa · 20 days

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Gideon Nav 🖤

#im so normal about her i swear #gideon the ninth #the locked tomb #art #tlt #fanart #swords

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froopa-coopa · 29 days

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got possessed to draw the marmora suit 🖤

#its been years wth #aynway put this dude on a space poster ill sign up to the bom in a heartbeat #vld #art #blade of marmora #bom keith #Keith kogane #keith #voltron #fanart

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froopa-coopa · 1 month

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fellas, is it gay to have a homoerotic rivalry with your space ranger partner??

#LMAO #tbis is so good #vld

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froopa-coopa · 2 months

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hotheads

#old sketch that i liked so i cleaned it upppp hi #klance #vld #art #keith #lance #voltron #space idiots.. i also got a new pair of space idiots im gonna draw soon #i have a type apparently

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froopa-coopa · 2 months

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stargazing on some distant planet

#vld #art #cyberpunk au #kinda #its been a while since ive drawn a bg and hellooooo look at the textures im kinda proud of this one :))))#klance #keith #lance #voltron #sci-fi #planet #night sky

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froopa-coopa · 3 months

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Karlach & a fire resistant kitty, because it's what she deserves ❤️‍🔥

#karlach #bg3 #Baldurs gate 3 #art #fanart #demon cat #:3 #drew her as a b day present for a friend #but shes cute as hell so i had to share ❤️‍🔥

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froopa-coopa · 3 months

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wanted to draw a flowy skirt 🖤

#art #vld #keith kogane #band au #kind of #voltron

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froopa-coopa · 4 months

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Hoverbike

Inspired by @froopa-coopa’s art from a few months ago

After three years stuck in space, and another two roaming the galaxy leading the Blade of Marmora on relief missions, Keith’s hoverbike fell into major disrepair. The hot desert air and sand gunked the machine enough for it to spit black fumes when Keith tried to kickstart it again. That had been a week ago, where after visiting Lance’s family in Cuba for a month they decided to head to Keith’s shack for some needed alone time, but the new parts finally arrived, and Lance was unfortunately jostled awake way too early in the morning to “help.”

He sits cross legged on top of the hoverbike while Keith works underneath. They trade short conversations back and forth, mostly Lance guiding them. But a large part is spent in silence, knowing that the other is there in close range being enough for them. Lance doesn’t mind. He gets to enjoy the warm sun on face and think of his family and realize how glad he is to be back on Earth for an indefinite stay this time.

Keith slides out with grease smeared on his cheek and hair bunched up from welding goggles. It’s a super cute look. Too bad Lance’s phone is charging inside. Keith stretches up his hand above, waving it around a bit, wordlessly.

“What do you want, Mullet?” Lance leans forward, bracing his hands on the leather seat so he doesn’t fall off accidentally.

“Over there. Tool box,” Keith finally uses his words, a bit exasperated, which causes Lance to roll his eyes. It’s not Lance’s fault they never met an alien race that could grant them mind reading powers—which would have been so cool.

Instead, he mumbles, “I don’t speak mechanic.” But he still digs around in the tool box, having a vague idea after watching Hunk for years and Keith more recently. A note of triumph echoes in the back of his throat as he finds the potential tool. “This?” he asks as he leans over the bike, Spiderman style, staring at Keith upside down. He holds out what he thinks is a screwdriver but with an odd shaped head.

“Yeah.” Keith grabs the screwdriver without so much as an ounce of gratitude but Lance doesn’t care. He huffs a laugh until Keith pops back out, remembering himself. “Thanks.”

Lance grins and taps his lips. “You forgot something else.”

“I smell like motor oil. You don’t want a kiss.”

“I always want a kiss, Mullet,” Lance says with ease. His smile grows, almost starting to stretch wide enough to hurt. “If I can soldier through your bad morning breath, I can handle this.”

Keith grumbles something unintelligible but sits up enough that he and Lance are mere inches away now. “You have the bad morning breath,” he mumbles as he pulls Lance towards him. A grimy hand gently cups his face. The smell of sweat, hard work, and engine grease scratch the inside of Lance’s nose. And yet, it’s in his top five of Keith kisses—right up there with their first kiss, their post-sex kisses, and that time Keith caught him by surprise during a Coalition banquet because jealousy had started to get the better of him.

Lance digs his hands into Keith’s tangled hair, pushing back the goggles, and deepens the kiss. Keith’s free hand slides to Lance’s waist, stabilizing him so they don’t both crash to the ground. Every place Keith touches buzzes from the warm contact. Those fingerless gloves brush over a smooth patch of skin, exposed by his shirt falling forward and catching under his armpits. Keith pulls on his lower lip before separating, biting down in a way that causes Lance to mutter a curse and for Keith to break out into a pleased grin.

“See,” Lance says as he knocks his forehead against Keith’s. His chest heaves from the lack of air. Keith always makes him breathless, quite literally most of the time. “You almost missed out on that.”

Shaking his head, Keith laughs. “I’m glad I didn’t.” He pecks Lance’s lips one more time before he disappears under the bike again and Lance returns to lying on top, very content.

#wa such an honor!!!!#💖💖💖💖#i love bickering and sweet and so comfortable with each other kl #everyone go read pls

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froopa-coopa · 4 months

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