matt-n-keith

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hey, got a minute? things got….kinda heavy out there, and i wanted to see how you were doing.

delayed emotional responses are a bitch

keith needs a calm talking to about his suicide missions no yelling allowed

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Someday I will draw these two happy, but today is not that day.

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let them be happy, you cowards

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Well, it’s not art, BUT IT’S KATT so I decided I’ll just post it anyway Matt is sorta a Yellow paladin, and they have starfighters instead of lions

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Bewitched By Your Flame

The world was on fire and no one could save me but you It’s strange what desire will make foolish people do I never dreamed that I’d meet somebody like you And I never dreamed that I’d lose somebody like you

No, I don’t wanna fall in love No, I don’t wanna fall in love With you.

What a wicked game to play To make me feel this way What a wicked thing to do To let me dream of you…

- Wicked Game by Ursine Vulpine ft. Annaca

So I forgot to post these here but I decided to do my own (Fire) Witch Keith AU. Except he’s more like a guardian sent to protect Matt from witches that have gone dark. This will be a fic and it will include: - Lance and Keith as ex boyfriends which I honestly think is such a fun dynamic to work with for them because they’re still close and want each other to be happy even though they bicker. - Matt has a boyfriend which shouldn’t be a problem for Keith anyways because, witches can’t fall in love with mortals… but his feelings say otherwise. - Alex is a nerd. He’s a good egg and I wouldn’t give Matt some generic asshole bc I hate that “main character likes other main character who is dating an asshole/bitch” so no hate for my cute OC nerd. - Lotor and his generals are the dark witches who have strayed - Everyone from the voltron crew are witches except Matt, and Pidge… but they’re much more important than they realize, so Lance and Hunk are Pidge’s guardians as Keith is Matt’s.  - And the rest are spoilers so i cant say : ) This is honestly my favorite Rebel Fire AU yet. 

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once i made something so beautiful i wanted to cry???

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Two kinds of Rebels ^_^

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my full piece (at least, one of them) for @voltrans-zine!!!

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matt: [pins keith to the wall] haha nerd

matt: [makes out with him]

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karma’s a hot, italian bitch

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“Your face is red which means you’ve either got rosacea that didn’t show up til now, an allergy to something, or… you’re embarrassed, maybe nervous? Am I too close Kogane?” “How could you possibly know all this Holt?” “Trust me I’m a doctor.” ;)

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“Icarus is flying too close to the sun and Icarus’ life has only just begun and this is how it feels to take a fall Icarus is flying towards an early grave…”

(Aka Keith you dumbass don’t ever do that again)

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ON A BETTER NOTE; I finally got around to writing some katt, and I know it’s not sheith, I know… but this could also be pretty much platonic if you want so yeah, take it as you will? I kind of just started writing and went where the conversation did, which uh.. isn’t the best tactic for prose but eh it’s rough anyway

So, maybe the stakeout wasn’t the best place for a conversation. But Matt’s curiosity had gotten the better of him, so there they were.

“Wait, they really had you go up against fully initiated Blade members? Isn’t that unfair?”

Keith shrugged and stayed where he was slumped against a crate. They weren’t supposed to really do anything- unless, of course, something went wrong, and Matt’s squadron was called to be utilized. The Blade really was stretched thin, across all the territory they were trying to cover and regain at once.

“So how long did it last?” Matt followed up, after eyeing one of the Blades on the ground below their roof station.

“Uh… couple days?” Keith scratched his jaw and frowned. “Not really sure- everything got kinda fuzzy after the first hour.”

Matt was sure his eyes were as wide as saucers before muttering, “Geez… were you… okay? I mean, after getting out of a pod, I’d assume you’d feel better, but still-”

“I wasn’t in a pod,” Keith looked at him like Matt was deluded. “We had work to do. I couldn’t just abandon the team while they collaborated with the Blade.”

Well, maybe he was deluded, because he can’t have heard that right.

“You never slow down, do you?” Matt asked, shaking his head like an afterthought. “Even after leaving the Garrison, it’s just been go, and keep going, and never stop. You and Shiro both.”

The observation earned him a barely-there laugh. “Yeah, guess so. But what else are we supposed to do, you know? Responsibility was always going to catch up with us one day.” After a pause, he rolled his head toward Matt where it was still resting against the crate behind him, exhaustion lined in the circles under his eyes. “We’ll pull through, though. We have to.”

And then he glanced down at the coin Matt had been fiddling with since they’d gotten up there- a gift from Pidge that he’d nearly cried at, upon receiving. It was his first piece of home in a long time.

“Now more than ever,” Keith said, voice bordering on soft.

Matt took one more long look at the keepsake, before sliding it back into his pocket, next to the bracelet that Tiosh had given him. Maybe it was too sentimental, for the war they’d been caught in.

But Keith pulled a chain necklace from his belt, showing him the names engraved in the tags, and Matt thought that maybe Keith didn’t care about it being too sentimental, either.

“How did you make those?” He asked curiously, leaning to see all five of them.

“I didn’t have to, thankfully,” Keith answered, thumbing over the thin metal to spread them on his palm. “Everyone gave their spare. I just…” He sighed and traced over Shiro’s and Hunk’s where they overlapped. “I wanted them to be with me. It sounds stupid like that, but if-”

“It’s not stupid,” Matt was quick to reply, reaching out to close Keith’s hand over them. “Well, it’s a little stupid that you left, when they’re your family now, but… it’s not stupid to miss them. Believe me, I know what I’m talking about.” He tried for a reassuring smile, and may have winced internally. He was starting to feel like Shiro, giving advice to cadets at the Garrison again.

But Keith tucked the necklace away again, looking back at him with older eyes, and he was shaken out of the feeling. That was a lifetime ago, galaxies away.

Well, if he was on the counselling path- “I’m sure they miss you just as much, you know. You aren’t the same kid from the Garrison, back on Earth- even I can see that. But maybe that’s a good thing.”

Keith’s gaze dropped, like he was too tired to hold it up. “You’re right. It’s not just me though, because being up here, out in the stars…” He offered another shrug. “It changes everyone.”

Matt couldn’t hold back another smile at that; the observation should’ve sounded strange, coming from Keith, who Shiro would often describe as generally reserved, but maybe it was to prove a point. That, or Keith was unwittingly being ironic.

Either way, Matt found himself agreeing, even after they were called to the ground, and the mission ended soon after.

Space had a funny way of pulling people apart, but space also seemed to have an even funnier way of, sometimes, pushing them back together again.

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A concept: Keith asking Matt about the scar on his face, while they’re running a stakeout together with the Blade. He’s expecting some crazy, dangerous stunt to be the cause, but no… Matt just tried to pet a stray animal on one of the rebel outposts and it scratched him. Cue them being discovered by the Galra after the guards hear a snort, followed by a peal of laughter that Keith attempts (and fails) to muffle.

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matt holt giving some love :D

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Keith and Matt holding hands. I love them with my entire being.

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let the katt out of the bag ¯\_(ツ)_/¯