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natty-kitkat · 5 years

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Today had to be the most challenging day that Keith had to deal with and he dealt with a lot of challenges in his life: from getting Shiro to grow a pair and finally ask out Adam, to getting Hunk to go on with him to the Guardians of the Galaxy ride in California Adventure, and even managing to convince Pidge to actually give up technology for a few hours to go hiking with him.

But this?

This had to be the biggest challenge that he ever had to deal with.

And that was getting his lazy loaf of a boyfriend out of bed, knowing that he was awake, if the muffled giggles he heard from underneath the blanket when he poked his side were anything to go by.

Everything that Keith did to try to get Lance to actually get out of bed failed miserably, from kissing the top of his head, to nudging him with the chocolate bar from his candy stash, to even trying to pry his hands from the bars of the bed to push him off onto the soft carpeted floor.

He was just that adamant to just lay there in bed all day and not move at all.

And if he had the time to try everything to get his pretty boy out of bed he would, but today they needed to go and do some errands and like hell was he going to deal with the last errand fiasco of buying the shampoo again.

He didn’t a recap of why buying 3 in one shampoo was “a travesty Keith, it’s not what your hair and body needs babe!”

That lecture lasted two hours with detailed instructions on proper hair care before moving onto the best products for your hair and skin.

So Keith was going to use his second to last resort: sitting on his boyfriend’s prone body and smack him with a pillow until he finally agreed to get up.

The pillow swung down and smacked his now wiggling boyfriend, enunciating every word he said with vigor.

“Get up you lazy lump, we got some errands to do!” Keith scolded, managing to stay on top of Lance despite all the flailing limbs kicking out from underneath their blanket.

“Ack babe, mercy please!” Lance begged, his bottom lip wibbling as he looked at his own purple eyes with those puppy dog eyes, knowing that Keith was completely weak over them.

“Lance come on we seriously need to get out of bed! Its 11 AM and we have a lot of things to do!” Keith mumbled, finding his will resolving.

“I just wanna lay here and cuddle you Keithers, please just stay here with me.”

Knowing that if he didn’t do something soon, his cunning boyfriend and his stupidly cute puppy dog eyes were going to win, he had to resort his last tactic.

Chips.

Digging out the chips he left on the edge of the bed, Keith held them threateningly, looking smug at the fear within those eyes.

“No Keith, please no don’t do this! You know what happens to me whenever you open chips!”

“Sorry Lance, you forced my hand. This is your punishment.”

Opening up the chips and hearing the sound of their wolf teleporting into their room and jumping on the bed, right on top of the screaming Cuban.

“Ok ok, I’ll get up now get Kosmo off me!” Lance yelled from underneath the pile of fur that wasn’t squishing him with his weight but definitely was getting fur in his face.

Putting the pile of chips into his food bowl, Keith looked at him smugly as Lance looked at him all huffy and pouting.

“I hate you.” he said, sticking his tongue out.

“Yea yea, you can hate me as long as you get your butt out and go get ready.” Keith replied, ruffling his hair before he got off the bed.

Also he had to steal a morning kiss from him too, enjoying the squawking and the yell of “no stealing kisses from me before I do my routine!” from Lance as he walked away, laughing at him.

#voltron #voltron legendary defender #klance #laith #leith #kitkatwrites #kitkatpost #lance (voltron)#keith (voltron)#kosmo is the best boi #kosmo (voltron)#the chip scene is heavily inspired by draw me babyblue's chip comic ^^

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shirohcsbecausewhythehellnot · 6 years

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Sparring Match

Prompt: “Hello! I just read your rules post, and I was wondering on whether or not you mind writing thing (oneshot, drabble, headcanon, whatever works), on Shiro and his S/O doing some training together? Just some random fluff or humor added in is fun too, if you don't mind. Of course. Anyway, good luck with this blog! I really hope that you enjoy it.”

Thank you so much for the request! It made me really happy to see! I hope this lived up to your expectations!!

Fandom: Voltron Legendary Defender

Pairing: Shiro x Reader

Genre: Fluff, Humor (Hopefully)

Word Count: 1,831

Warnings: Again, light swearing. Also a little mention of sex but like, so little that you probably would not have noticed had I not said anything.

“Come ooooooooooooooon!” You whined following Shiro into his room. He sighed and turned towards you, a flicker of annoyance in his eyes.

“I already told you, Y/N. I’m not sparring with you.” You rolled your eyes at his stubbornness. Fortunately for you, but not for him, you were just as stubborn.

“Why not? I know how to handle my own. I can take it.”

“Y/N, do you not remember what happened yesterday in the simulator?” You winced at his words and unconsciously rubbed the bruised shoulder that hit the wall as the robot threw you like a paper airplane.

“I was unlucky yesterday.” You reassured. “Plus, that simulator was at the highest level so of course it would be hard.”

“Y/N, I’ve beat that level. Multiple times. In under ten minutes.” He stated matter-of-factly. You let out a huff. Shiro was standing his ground. He wasn’t going to give up so easily. You had to pull out your big guns.

You walked up to him and wrapped your arms around his neck. He was a good head taller than you so you had to crane your neck to look him in the eye. Then you pulled out the biggest, brightest, most sad puppy eyes in the history of ever. He looked down at you with one eyebrow raised, amused at your efforts. It wasn’t working. You went harder. You added a little pout of your lips to your puppy eyes. That’s when he sighed deeply in surrender. Bullseye.

“Fine. But-” You didn’t let him finish. You quickly hopped on him with a laugh. You wrapped your legs around his waist and peppered his face with kisses. A ‘thank you’ was said in between all of them. He laughed and put you down gently after a few more kisses. “You have to tell me to stop when you need to stop.” He said in a more serious tone.

“Yes, sir!” You replied enthusiastically.

“And I’m going to go easy on you whether you like it or not. I don’t want you to get hurt.” You rolled your eyes playfully.

“Fine.” You responded.

“We should probably have a safe word. Just in case you-”

“Shiro. It’s a sparring match. Not sex.” You cut him off. He let out a deep chuckle before he bent down to kiss you on the nose.

“Okay, okay. We should probably get to bed. You gotta rest up for tomorrow.” He placed a gentle kiss upon your lips and you accepted it warmly. You slowly parted from one another and got ready for bed.

“Hey… hey Y/N. Wake up.” Shiro’s whispers tickled your ear as he rose you from your slumber in gentle shakes. You let out a small groan and rolled over. You could hear Shiro laughing softly beside you. “Come on. Do you wanna spar or not?” Another groan escaped your lips as you reluctantly cracked one eye open.

“What time is it?” You mumbled sleepily. Your eyes landed on the clock and it said basically what would have been 5:30 in the morning on Earth. “nnnOOO! FUUUCK! WHYYYYY!” You whined as you brought the blanket up to cover your head. Your voice actually sounded like you were in pain and to your standards, you most likely were. You heard Shiro snort at your discomfort and you immediately started coming up with fantasies of you murdering him slowly. Boyfriend be damned.

“Come on. Let’s go.” He said enthusiastically as he ripped the blanket off of you. You let out a hiss and glared at him. If looks could kill, your lovely boyfriend would have been dead ten times already. This didn’t phase Shiro in the slightest which only made you more pissed.

“Takashi… Shirogane,” You said slowly. “I swear to whatever divinity there is, that if you woke me up at dead-ass o’clock just to throw some punches at each other, I will shove my foot so far, and fast up your ass you will be able to tie my shoes with your teeth.” He only sent you a quick, amused smile before he started walking to the door.

“You coming or not?” He asked. You responded by shoving your face into your pillow and flipping him off. You heard him laugh before the door to his room closed.

You stayed in bed for another five minutes before you finally forced yourself to get up. On the bright side, you might be able to land a punch or two at Shiro for waking you up at such a sinful hour. You brushed your teeth, washed your face and put on some work out clothes before you walked into the training arena. You found yourself with a pretty fantastic view of Shiro stretching that you almost forgot that you were pissed at him. He soon noticed you and gave you a smile that says ‘I know what you’re thinking’. You ignored it and started to stretch beside him.

After ten minutes of warming up, you had finally shaken away the last remainders of sleep from your body. You walked up to the center of the room with Shiro just behind you. You turned to face him.

“Remember the rules-” You rolled your eyes and cut him off with a mocking tone.

“Stop when I need to. You’re gonna go soft. And the safe word is… pineapple.” You cringed over the last word. You still couldn’t believe that Shiro made you have a safe word for some light sparring.

“Good!” He looked pleased as you got into your fighting stance. He quickly followed suit. “Now, start whenever you’re ready. Remember to not leave any openings and to-” You tried to throw him off balance with a quick punch to the face even though you both knew that he would dodge it with ease. He returned the favor with a punch of his own that you blocked with your arm.

This fight was just getting started.

You both went back and forth with each other like a dance, neither one willing to give the other the upper hand. A few hours of sparring had passed with the two of you taking a break every thirty minutes. Shiro beat you in all of them. You were panting and chugging at your water bottle while Shiro just looked like he came from a light jog. It pissed you the fuck off.

“What do you say, one more match before we hit the showers?” Shiro looked over to you just when you finally managed to catch your breath.

“Agreed.” You let out tiredly. A gleam appeared in your eye as you looked at Shiro determinedly. “I’m gonna beat you this time.” He smiled as he walked passed you and back into the center of the room.

“You said that every time.” He teased. You let out a huff and grinned at him.

“I mean it this time!” You declared as you followed him.

And in fact, you did mean it. Be it by sheer willpower, luck or both, you found an opening and was able to trip him. He landed on his back with a thud and a soft groan. Before he could get up, you quickly got on top of him and straddled his waist as you pinned his hands down. You looked at him triumphantly and had a smug smile plastered over your face.

“Say it.” You demanded in a playful tone. Shiro looked up at you, confused.

“Say what?” He inquired. You leaned down and whispered into his ear with a grin.

“Pineapple.” Shiro looked at you in stunned silence. He then burst out laughing with you giggling on top of him.

“Never!” He yelled.

“You have to because I won!” You stated. Not even a second later after those words left your lips, you felt the world spin as Shiro flipped you over, pinning you down this time with a smug grin on his face.

“Yeah, cause I let you.” You glared at him playfully.

“Lies and blasphemy!” You wiggled underneath him but he didn’t budge.

“Say it, Y/N.” He said. “Say pineapple.” You giggled at his teasing tone.

“Make me!” You regretted it the moment you said it. The playful look in Shiro’s eyes turned mischievous and before you knew what was going on, Shiro started attacking you with tickles. You couldn’t contain your laughter as Shiro went for the spots that he knew you were most ticklish.

“Say it!” He said again. You tried to catch your breath and failed.

“G-go to hell!” You said between laughter. Your sides started to hurt and you felt a tear slip down your face.

“I’m not gonna stop tickling you until you say it.” Shiro teased. It was then that you were faced with the biggest dilemma of your adult life: lose your dignity or lose your sanity. You decided for the former.

“O-okay! OKAY!” You managed. “I yield! Pineapple! PINEAPPLE!” The tickles immediately stopped. Relief washed over you as you tried to steady your breathing. He looked down at you with amusement. You returned his look with a half-hearted glare. “You won this time Shirogane, there isn’t gonna be a next.” He rolled his eyes and bent down to give you a small peck on your lips. The small peck became another, and then another. Until eventually, it deepened and you two were making out on the floor of the training arena.

“Oh, you gotta be fucking kidding me!” You and Shiro both removed your lips from one another and quickly turned your heads to see Lance at the entrance of the arena with a disapproving (and secretly amused) look in his eye. “Your bedroom is like, right there, you know?” He asked as he pointed in the direction of your room. “Unlike you two, people use this room for training. People like me.” Shiro rolled his eyes.

“You’re just jealous.” He stated nonchalantly. Lance got flustered for a bit before he quickly composed himself.

“Why do I even try?” He muttered to himself as he walked out the door. You and Shiro both stared at where Lance just was moments ago in silence before you both started laughing hysterically. Shiro rolled off of you and you were both lying on your backs next to each other trying to calm down. You felt Shiro’s hands intertwine with yours. You turned your head to see him look at you lovingly with a hint of mischievousness.

“He’s right, you know. Our bedroom really isn't that far.”

“That is true,” You mused. “but there’s a shower with my name on it.” He let out a soft chuckle.

“Does my name happen to be there too?” He asked you suggestively. You grinned.

“Possibly. You’re gonna have to help me look.” He got up and reached a hand towards you. You grabbed it and got on your feet.

“Gladly,” Shiro responded as you head off into the showers hand in hand.

A/N: Yay! This was my first ever request! I hope you guys liked it!! To the person who requested it, I know you’re anonymous but I wanna thank you. You honestly have no idea how happy I was to receive this. You could have asked any headcanon blog but you asked me. This awkward little bean with a love for Takashi Shirogane that cannot be tamed aha. Please ask me more!

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(Also, like, I’m not really one for self-promo but it would be great if you guys liked and reblogged. You know, to just kinda spread it around. You don’t have to though!)

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