#lance stroll the kitty you are

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lance stroll (a man of many stances)

[pitconfirm]

scrunkle….

[ilikecarsandlike4people]

(❁´◡`❁)

[rosberg]

cowboy kitties…..

[formulapai]

THE MUSES BY YOUR SIDE PT2

a Lance Stroll social media AU

scenario: the “history of literature”’s student taking over instagram slowly attracts a driver, curious about beautiful words and dazzling writings. OR how to fall in love through poems and handwritten letters.

warnings:

pai’s words: sorry for the delay 😭😭 I’ve been so busy lately and posting fics and all is so overwhelming to me so uh yeah sorry

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romanticalliope: A birthday filled with sun rays and bright smiles, surrounded by the ones helping me to see beauty in the tiniest things. Sparkling drinks and hazy minds laughing through the night and, no doubts, disturbing the deities above. The sky will remember this as the purest form of happiness.

(Third picture is The Louvre🤍)

user1: happiest birthday Callie !!

user2: woooow happy birthday !

user3: Joyeux anniversaire 🤍

estebanocon: Joyeux anniversaire Callie, tu me manques 😉🤍 on fête ça ensemble bientôt ! (Happy birthday Callie, i miss you. We’re celebrating together soon!)

romanticalliope: Merci Estie ! 🤍 parfait, t’en profiteras pour me présenter ta dulcinée hein 🥳😉 (Thanks Estie! Perfect, I’ll finally meet your lover girl then)

lance_stroll: Joyeux anniversaire :) (Happy birthday)

romanticalliope: Merci Lance 🤍 (Thanks Lance)

INTERVIEW AVEC ESTEBAN OCON, VAINQUEUR DU GRAND PRIX DE PAU 2014

“- First of all, congrats on P1 ! We’ve heard the crowd go crazy, how does it feel to know that so many people are cheering for you ?

- Thank you ! That was an amazing race, a lot of energy coming from my rivals but, as you just said, from the crowd as well. It’s truly thanks to all of this that i could climb on this podium, it’s this energy that carries us all and helps us do our best.

- There’s also the persons close to you, present and cheering for you, I’m sure it’s the main reason you’re able to do your best, right ? And with how much they cheered, we can assure you that they are proud of you !

- Totally ! I was able to see my family and my best friend shortly when i climbed out of the car, it’s really huge for me to see them so happy, so proud of me after each races, no matter the result ! So thanks Mum, thanks Dad, thanks Callie and all the others.”

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romanticalliope: Hi loves :) I’ve been seeing a lot of things on social medias lately, mostly about me and my friendship with Esteban. I’d like to kindly remind you that I am not ok with some of you searching and finding pictures of me, only to post them. I’ve always asked you to let me have my privacy and you’ve always been so comprehensive and kind, but sadly, as more people’s interest got piqued, people who are not familiar with me, it got slightly out of hand. I’d really appreciate if if you could stop trying to dig into my life and posting what you find online, especially since as you can probably see, it’s not even interesting nor it is exciting. Thank you for understanding my dears 🤍

1. Miguel Carbonell Selva, Death of Sappho

2. Reinhold Begas, Mercury and Psyche

user4: kinda sus that she wants to protect her identity so much 🤔🤔

user3: it’s her right tho ??? not everyone on social medias wants to be scrutinized lol

user5: your kitty is the cutest thing !! 🥹 what’s its name ?

user6: hey !! her name is Gaia 🥰 she’s the sweetest, if you want to see more of her, there’s a highlight story section dedicated to her on Callie’s account !

user5: thanks a lot !!!

user7: don’t worry darling, we’re all behind you !! hope you’re fine despite it all, love you 🫶

romanticalliope: Thank you, love 🤍

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lance_stroll: 🥰

user9: THE LETTER !!!!!!

user10: i love love it

[kellehim]

PRIDE & PREJUDICE, STARRING F1

i was rewatching pride & prejudice the other day, and figured i should do a casting of it using f1 drivers & principles <3

while your at it, check out my casting using lfc :)

thank you again to @halfdrunkhappy​ for helping me out and smoothing everything out!

the bennet family

kevin magnussen & sergio perez as mr & mrs bennet

charles leclerc as jane bennet

lewis hamilton as elizabeth ‘lizzie’ bennet

esteban ocon as mary bennet

pierre gasly as catherine ‘kitty’ bennet

yuki tsunoda as lydia bennet

the lovers & fools

sebastian vettel as mr. darcy

daniel ricciardo as mr. bingley

ginger spice’s husband as mr. wickham

the family (in order of apperance)

fernando alonso as lady catherine de bourgh

guenther steiner as mr. collins

lance stroll as caroline bingley

mick schumacher as georgiana darcy

[hamiltonwc]

F1 drivers as Glee quotes they would say:

Max Verstappen:My personality is like a radioactive asteroid. Spend too much time with it and it could kill you-Sam Evans

George Russell: Maybe it’s our job as young, hot progressives to educate older, scary farts- Brittany Pierce

Daniel Ricciardo: Wow. Sad songs make me really sad and I don’t want to be sad - Brittany Pierce

Charles Leclerc: It’s really hard to be a straight white male these days.- Sam Evans

Alex Albon: ‘I will go to the animal shelter and get you a kitty cat. I will let you fall in love with that kitty cat. And then, on some dark cold night, I will steal away into your home and punch you in the face- Sue Sylvester

Lando Norris-And that is how I make the manager cry at the cheesecake factory. By being a diva- Emma Pillsbury

Carlos Sainz Jr.: You know what, let me at her. TU ERES LOCA!" - Santana Lopez

Pierre Gasly: How's that homelessness working out for ya? Have you tried not being homeless?- Sue Sylvester

Lewis Hamilton - I WILL NO LONGER BE CARRYING AROUND A PHOTO ID. KNOW WHY? PEOPLE SHOULD KNOW WHO I AM.-Sue Sylvester

Esteban Ocon: “Are you questioning my badassness?”- Noah Puckerman

Sebastian Vettel: “I realize my cultural ascendance only serves to illuminate your own banality. But face it, I’m legend. It’s happened.” - Sue Sylvester

Lance Stroll: “You might think that all of the boys in school would want to tap this, but my MySpace schedule keeps me way too busy to date.” - Rachel Berry

[waru-chan8]

Your non anon , anon here to ask you

If each of your favs was a type of animal what animal would they be

Hey there my non anon, here is my answer, you have been vague, and I took advantage of it, so bear with it.

As ever, it took me so long to answer this. I'm starting to believe that I over-think this and I do lots of research just to justify my own answer.

Dani Pedrosa: a bunny. They are small and cute, but they can attack when they need. I saw a bunny jump and throw a punch against a dog. By the way, the rabbit won.

Luca Marini: a Philippine cobra. They're cold-blooded, and they wait for the right opportunity to attack. And by the way, I really like Luca and snakes, so this is not a joke.

Iker Lecuona: I previously defined his spirit animal as a kitty, I'm just going to go with squirrel this time. They are cute and small.

Joe Roberts: guinea pigs. For no reason, I saw one with long hair and gave such 70s vibes that Joe came to my mind.

Álex Rins: an octopus. They fit in small places even if they are big, they change their appearance to their convenience and appear in places you don't expect them. I won't be surprised if Rins wins a race from the pit-lane or the back row, so yeah, it fits him.

Enea Bastianini: Mongoose because they are immune to snake venom, they are sociable animals, and they are small.

Brad Binder: a cheetah still not an adult, but he's no longer a cub playing around.

María Herrera: Canada lynx. For no reason she gives me lynx vibe and from lynx this one is the one who looks broad like her in leather. (We need to adapt leathers because males look slender and women boarder while wearing them).

Darryn Binder: obviously a cheetah too, but he's a cub, still playing around. I'm just waiting to see him beat McPh** this year.

Celestino Vietti: for some reason when thinking about Cele baby koala came to mind, so a baby koala it is. And he's holding into Bezz, did you expect something else?

Remy Gardner: for some reason he gives the vibes of enjoying the summer and doing surf, so I'm just going to say Spotfin lionfish because aesthetically I find it refreshing, and you can find them in Australia.

Because you didn't specify if it's only MotoGP (and the 'feeder' series), here are other sportwomen/man I like too. I said, you were vague, and I used it.

Ana Carrasco: snow leopard because of their resistance and their majestic appearance.

Sergio Llull (player of Real Madrid and Spanish National Basketball team): Harris's hawk, they are social and intelligent, but they have a killer instinct, just like Llull, who never gives up on a match.

Ricky Rubio (player of the Minnesota Timberwolves and Spanish National Basketball team): peacock, just because they have this big tail very colourful, clearly a show-off, just like him assisting and scoring during matches.

Luka Dončić (player of Dallas Mavericks and Slovenian National Basketball team): clearly a tiger. They are predators and work alone, just like this star.

Marcus Slaughter (player of AEK Basketball Club): an impala. When he was in Spain, he did surprise people by how high he could jump. Plus, despised playing as a pivot, he's not boarder, he's slender like the impala.

Almudena Cid (ex-rhythmic gymnast): Red-crowned crane just because they are graceful and beautiful, such as gymnasts.

Kevin Magnussen: a stray cat. It's difficult to win his attention and respect, but once you do it, he's your friend forever.

Max Verstappen: I've associated him with an armadillo for the reason of having a tough exterior. Plus, when they are threatened they roll up and become a ball, like him after having been called up. After watching some photos, I'll go with naked-tailed armadillo.

Esteban Ocon: a fawn. With such long and slender legs you suspect them to be uncoordinated, but they are not.

Lance Stroll: marshmallow, what do you mean they are not animals? Then, I'll go with a dolphin because they are intelligent and playful.

So this is all for now, I think.

[kallura-icedcoffee]

Arranged marriage au?? But twist: she’s betrothed the Lotor, so Keith (and Allura, secretly) doesn’t like that

As a paladin of Voltron Keith has one job. Clock in, pilotthe lion, occasionally shake hands and kiss babies on behalf of Altea and thecoalition, clock out. Everything else, including the politics and formaltraditions of Altea, isn’t really his concern or his business. Just pilot thelion and protect the universe.

And yet…

He and the other paladins strut down the hallway, back fromtheir mission, his helmet tucked under his arm as he flanks Shiro. Lancefollows behind him with Pidge and Hunk on the other side. Approaching is theGalra Prince Lotor with his generals as well as several guards. Shiro and theothers give a polite nod as one group passes the other but when it’s time forKeith and Lotor to acknowledge each other’s presence there’s nothing politeabout it. Both men are throwing daggers, no bigger, broadswords? The tension ispalpable. Keith has no real reason to hate the guy, but he absolutely hates theguy.

“I can’t believe the princess is gonna marry that guy.”Lance pinches his nose theatrically.

“It’s archaic. You’re telling me their civilization isadvanced enough to build a giant semi-sentient kitty robot man, but you stillhave to marry off your daughter?” Pidge rolls her eyes.

“The princess is so nice she should get marry who she wants”Hunk adds.

“C’mon guys, it’s not our place, be respectful.”

Shiro turns back as he reprimands the group, tossing asympathetic and knowing glance to Keith who received it and quickly lookedtoward the floor.

“I am respectful. I’ll simply think he’s a greaseballwithout saying it out loud. Better?” Lance grins.

Keith’s mouth curls into a smirk. He wouldn’t give Lance thesatisfaction of finally agreeing with him on something, but damn if he wasn’tfeeling the same.

The squad enters the conference room where the Galra hadjust left to find King Alfor sitting there with Queen Melanor by his side. Theprincess was pacing the room growing more irritated by the second.

“He seems lovely.” Melanor was attempting the reassure herdaughter.

“You know who else is lovely? The gardener. Why can’t I marryher instead?” She asks, her tone snarky and full of sass.

“Because the gardener can’t ensure peace between Altean andDaibaz- oh paladins hello.” The king stands, initially caught off guard attheir sudden presence.

“Apologies for the interruption Your Highness.” Shiro bows.

“Don’t worry yourselves, we were just finishing up.” Melenorsmiles gently as she rose to her feet.

“We’re definitely done here” Allura hisses and stomps fromthe room but not before she stops in her tracks at the sight of Keith.

They lock eyes and her expression changes to flusteredconfusion followed by an audible huff from her nostrils then she’s gone. Keith’schest tingles ever so slightly.

“I’ll brief the king on today’s mission, the rest of you aredismissed.” Shiro orders and the group seemed to collectively relax theirshoulders.

“I’m hittin’ the pool” Lance announces the second they exitthe double doors.

“Same.” Hunk winces while rubbing his shoulders.

“Just don’t splash me this time” Pidge growls.

“Then don’t wear your glasses in the pool” Lance snaps.

“You comin’ Keith?” Hunk asks.

“Uh, I’ll catch up” Keith responds as if there was someimportant business he actually needed to attend to first.

And it was important-ish. After changing into his civilianclothes he decides to go patrol…in the middle of the day…in the library. Hestrolls past the stacks, peeking down each aisle until he finds what he waslooking for, what he knew would be there while pretending it was a completecoincidence.

“Oh hey princess” he says nonchalantly, hands in hispockets. “Funny seeing you here.”

“Keith?” Allura looks up at him from the floor as she sitsleaning against a bookcase with a novel in her hand.

“Uh I was just…looking for…um…this.” He pulls a random bookfrom the shelf, the cover of which he can’t read what with it being in Altean.

“The history of ancient Arusian mating rituals?” Alluratries desperately to hide her snicker.

Keith looks at the book, blushes profusely and fumbling,quickly put it back.

“It’s all right to admit you were checking up on me.” Shepats the spot beside her.

Keith shrugs and crouches down to join her.

“You seemed mad earlier.”

Allura grumbles and snaps her book shut.

“I don’t want to be married. At least not right now andcertainly not with that man.” She pouts.

“Oh?” Keith feigns concern while internally poppingchampagne.

“I know I’m not a normal girl, but I was sort of hoping Icould at least have a somewhat normal courtship with a man of my choosing.”

“You could still have that. You, you could say no.”

“Father would kill me. We’re signing a peace treaty but hefeels this marriage would ensure both parties commit to it. But I don’t wantit!” She whines and slaps her hands against the hard cover of the book.

“Just be honest. You’re his kid. Surely he cares about yourfeelings.”

Allura sits silently, pondering, suddenly her face lightsup.

“Hmm…you’re right Keith. I’ll tell him I can’t go throughwith it because I’m already in love with someone else. If he thinks I alreadyhave a suitor he couldn’t possibly force me into this marriage! Brilliant idea!”

“W-w-wait what? Allura that’s not what I said!” he stammers.

The princess is already hopping to her feet.

“Yes it is!”

“No I said be honest with him, not make up some boyfriend toget out of it!”

“I’m not making it up, I actually do have feelings forsomeone else.”

Keith’s heart nearly snaps in two and he halts getting up,sitting back on the balls of his feet instead.

“Huh? Who?” he blurts out, voice shakier than he’d like.

“You silly, do catch up” she says flippantly, almost insultedhe was so daft not to know all this time. “Well I’m going to go tell father.Gosh why didn’t I think of it sooner? You’re so smart Keith thank you!”

She giggles and whips around, jogging out of the library.Keith sits there, baffled, disoriented, struggling to piece together what justhappened. Did Allura just say she…with him…and she’s going to tell Alfor? Keith’seyes go wide and he scrambles to his feet bolting after her, part of him elatedbut mostly praying Alfor doesn’t strap him to Red and autopilot it toward thenearest sun.

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lance stroll as cats (part 3) to push my agenda again

these are slowly getting worse but we dont talk abt it.

[xme-reboot]

XME Reboot

Chapter 47: Grounded

Nothing is as it seems.

~~

The night was still. There was no distant sound of cars on the road, or chirping of birds, or even rustling of leaves.

 And then, suddenly, light- a blinding, yellow flash that burst from the Institute and enveloped it.

 As quickly as it came, it went, and there was stillness once again.

 --

 Sunlight would filter into the room, the early morning rays tinted a soft green as they came through the curtains. Jean sat up, took a good stretch, a waggled a hand for her brush as she left the bed. She would start changing, pausing.

 Her brush had remained unmoved from it's spot on the nightstand. She waggled her hand again, frowning sharply.

 It didn't move so much as an inch. And she was suddenly aware of the quiet. "...What....?"

 There was a THUNK a few doors down. "OUCH!"

 She would exist her room, hair still disorderly, slightly dazed and half dressed. "Wha...?"

 Kitty was pressed against the bathroom door. She was utterly flummoxed, and kept trying to get her hands through, but couldn't seem to.

 Jean picked up pretty fast, brow knitting together when she realized she couldn't just... KNOW what was wrong. "Y-You too?"

 "I..I don't--"

 CLUNK-THUMP

 "OW! WHAT?!"

 Todd had attempted to wall jump.

 He had failed. This was horrifying to him.

 "Wh-What is HAPPENING!?" Jean asked, moving quickly to him. "N-none of our powers are...?"

 "Where's the professor?" Todd asked quickly, shakily standing up.

 "I... I don't know." She replied. "I... Guess we have to track him down?"

 This was so... weird.

 Kitty started down the stairs. "Professor?!"

 "I'm down here!" He called, in the lobby.

 Jean moved down quickly. "Wh-What is going ON? None of our powers are working!"

 "Yeah man!" Todd said, "I-I was tryin' to jump around and I just...I couldn't stick!"

 Things would only get more OFF as Pietro joined the scene. 

Slowing from a run.

Out of breath.

 Todd gestured wildly to him, utterly aghast.

 "Right, we're calling a meeting." Xavier said, hand moving to his temple. He would pause mid reach, suddenly realizing. "Ah... I'm going to need all of you to gather everyone..."

 "O-of course..." Jean replied, shaken.

 Most everyone started to file downstairs quickly, after realizing themselves that their powers weren't working. Fred had tried to lift the couch. He was horrified when he could not. Lance was on said couch, stunned by this and the fact that his frustration hadn't even triggered a SLIGHT rumble.

 "So why are we having a meeting?" Kurt would ask from the second floor, climbing onto the banister.

 "KURT NO--" Jean told him, Kurt hopping off.

 He would very, VERY quickly realize he couldn't port to a solid landing, flailing suddenly. "WEH!"

 Fred dove forward. He caught Kurt in his arms, grunting slightly with the effort required. It still wasn't much effort, but now Fred could actually feel the effects of lifting something so light, and it was, again, horrifying.

 Kurt hadn't needed to be caught since he was tiny, first learning to climb and balance. It was... off. Sobering? He couldn't place the emotion. "..O-Oh. That's why."

 "WHAT IS GOING ON," Kitty asked loudly in exasperation.

 "Mph." Rogue would approach, still in a sleepy daze. "So noisy this mornin'..."

 Pietro paused for a moment, longer than he'd ever paused before. He would then stroll over, suddenly cupping her face.

 There was a pause, Rogue's eyes widening when Pietro DIDN'T keel over. "... HOLY SHIT."

 "PROFESSOR?!"

 “All of you, just relax! We can't figure this out if we panic!"

 "Guys-- GUYS!" Scott called from atop the stairs. "What is going ON? You know it's Saturday, don't you?"

 Rogue looked to him, pull away from Pietro and stroll to Scott. "...Scott. Don't freak out." She would then steal his shades.

 His eyes were closed and covered immediately. "Rogue, what are you doing?!"

 "Just open your eyes." She said, tugging off her glove and gently, hesitantly, taking his arm. "It'll be okay."

 The touch startled him. Scott paled considerably when he realized Rogue was...

 He took a deep breath, lowered his hands, and opened his eyes.

 It was normal. Everything was normal.

 He looked shell-shocked.

 "Our powers...None of them are working.." She explained, slightly shocked herself. She couldn't help but smile though. This whole thing was scary but.. somehow liberating?

 Jean turned to Xavier, whose brow was creased in worry. "We need to find the root cause of this, how many of us were affected..."

 "By the looks of it, all of us," Logan was coming into the room to join them.

 He had a small band-aid on his face. This elicited a sharp gasp of shock from the students.

 "WHAT IS HAPPENING!? WHY THIS!?"

 Ororo shook her head. "I can't even summon a breeze." She confirmed, Xavier's eyes narrowed. "... We need to find the root cause of this. All of you..." He looked to the gathered X-men. "... Just... live as normally as you can, for now."

 They all looked around, exchanging uncertain glances.

 Normally?

 "I'm gonna call S.H.I.E.L.D," Logan was the first to start away, "I don't like this at all."

 And so they began to disperse, Jean taking a deep breath. "Alright, well! They'll.. they'll figure it out soon, you'll see." She said, trying to keep positive. "And until then we... make the best of it."

 Pietro scoffed, sulking off. "Easy for you to say..." He grumbled. Everything had been dragging all morning. His feet, his thoughts. In frustration, he picked up the pace, starting into a trot, then a run, then a sprint.

 He growled when his lungs started to ache.

 NONE of this was okay.

 Pietro's mind was racing, but even then it was too slow. Thoughts took an eternity to form, it seemed. He scowled, turning and deciding to look for Evan. He hoped it didn't take too long to find him.

"And you just woke up like that?" Evan was talking with Augustus, standing in the doorway of Auggie's dorm. 

The younger mutant was sitting on his bed, looking utterly exhausted. "Yeah, it's like...I dunno. Like someone punched me in the head."

 "Evan!" Pietro slowed his run, glancing in. "... What's with him?"

 "He had a rough night." Alex was with Auggie, too, frowning slightly, his eyes narrowed in concern behind his bangs. He'd been attempting to tell him about the 'meeting' but, well. He'd gotten distracted.

 "I think it might be a side effect of what's going on,' Evan hypothesized. He gave Auggie a sympathetic look, then moved out with Pietro, "We'll let the Professor know, alright? Take it easy."

 "Y-Yeah. Thanks…”

 "Yeah. Just tell me if you need something!" Alex told him, Pietro watching a moment longer before keeping after Evan. "... So. How are you taking this?"

 "I mean, it's...weird," The understatement of the day, "But probably a lot better than other people. What about you?"

 "I...." Pietro scowled, reaching and grabbing his hand. "I hate this."

 Evan nodded, "I figured."

 "I'm slow! I-I'm tired! It takes so long to even form a thought!" He flailed his free hand. "It took ten minutes to find you-- do you know how LONG that is!?"

 Evan chuckled a little, "Welcome to my world, dude."

 "How do you DO this?!" He asked. "I-I feel... God I don't even know! Slow and clumsy and stupid and!" Pietro's free hand would grab his scalp, nails digging in.

 Evan squeezed his hand, "Stop that. Pietro, it's gonna be okay."

 He took a deep breath, shuddering on the exhale. He knew finding Evan was a good idea. "... What... What if our powers don't come back?"

 "...Then," Evan pulled him close, "We'll get through it. Together."

 Pietro gripped Evan tight, huffing sharply. "Yeah... Guess we will, huh?"

 ~~~

 "Could it be a bio-weapon?"

 Fury and Logan were talking on the phone.

 "We dunno, Fury. Everything looks normal so far, but..."

 "I see..."

Coulson was furiously searching through the base's records, eyes narrowed. "Do we have any record of anything LIKE this...?" He muttered.

 Xavier, with Logan, was rubbing his temple. "What... what did he offer?" He asked, not used to having to ask the question.

 "They dunno yet," Logan muttered a reply to him.

 "Have you felt any negative side-effects?" Fury asked.

 "One kid got a little sick, but nothin' deadly."

 "Ask them if anyone's changed to something more human? Like their blue folks." Coulson offered. He had no idea if that information would help, but it would be SOMETHING.

 "Has anyone's appearance changed?"

 "McCoy’s did. That’s about it. Nothin’s working."

 Xavier shook his head. "Not even the slightest, side powers... Bobby commented on it being cold." He told Logan. It had been a moment of shock for the lad.

 "What I'm tryin' to say, bub, is that it's like we're...'

 'Human." Fury finished, "Hm...Well. I'll send a team over to investigate. You all hold tight."

 Coulson shook his head, gathering files. "Quite..." He said, poking his head out and searching the hall for a free agent.

 One woman passed him, her nose buried in a clipboard.

 "Ah! Excuse me!" He called, waving her down.

 "Oh! Yes, Agent Coulson?"

 "Can you take these things to my office Miss..." He would glance to her name tag. "Romijn?"

 The woman nodded quickly, "Yes, sir."

 "Thank you. Just leave them on my desk."

 "Don't leave the school,' Fury was saying, "Keep yourselves safe."

 "Can't imagine they WOULD sir." Coulson offered as he ducked his head back in. "Without their powers well... It would be too dangerous. They wouldn't stand a chance."

 Fury nodded gravely.

 This didn't bode well.

 ~~

 "So." Jean started, looking over the duo. "I... Guess this must be nice?"

 Rogue smirked slightly, jacket tied around her waist and arms bare. "I mean. You could say that, yeah."

 Scott was still looking around. He hadn't seen colors aside from various shades of red since...well. "This is...wow." That was all he could say, really. 

 Jean sat across from them, smiling slightly. "Well... at least one good thing came from this?"

 "No kiddin." Rogue nudged him. "Wait til ya see what outside looks like."

 "Oh man!" Scott paused, "Do...Do you think we should? I'm not sure if it's safe."

 "Not safe HOW? We'd still be at the Institute."

 Scott knew that still wasn't enough. They had to be cautious.

 But...it had been so long since he'd seen a blue sky.

 "...Maybe if we just step out on the porch for a little while."

 "Of course!" Rogue gave Jean a slide glance.

 Jean just offered a smile. "I can't see much going wrong on the back porch."

 Scott smiled at them. "Well, alright. Just for a little bit."

 "Great!" Rogue stood, offering her hand. On instinct, Scott hesitated. But he didn't hesitate long. He took her hand gently, standing.

 "Man..." They started out, Jean smiling softly. "Been YEARS since I could do this."

 At least SOMETHING good was coming out of this mess.

 "I know," Scott said, "It's... I forgot how much I missed this."

 "I know. It's so... Wow." She'd forgotten how different skin to skin could feel. "This is just... Incredible. And man, it must be nuts for you."

 Scott chuckled, "It's just...yeah." When they stepped outside, Scott's breath caught. He was speechless.

 "Heh." Rogue watched him. "Nice?"

 "Beautiful..."

 "Heh... Yeah." She replied, giving his hand a squeeze.

 He was able to tear his eyes from the world and looked to her. His eyes softened. "...You know," He smirked playfully, "There are other colors besides black and purple."

 She perked, sputtering a laugh before managing a scoff. "ARE there?" She asked.

 Scott couldn't play along for long, breaking out in a laugh, "Y-Yeah!"

 "I can't believe you became a color expert so fast."

 "Hey now," He ruffled her hair, "I used to see like everybody else, you know!"

 "HAH~" She waved him off. "Yeah yeah. What colors would YOU suggest, huh~?"

 Scott thought about it for a moment. He reached and stroked a bit of Rogue's hair, "Maybe...Blue?"

 "I-I, uh...I'll give it a shot~" She said, running her thumb over his hand.

 "Cool...cool." He realized the uncertainty- would he get to see that? How long was this going to last? His smile faded.

 Rogue perked, free hand clenching slightly before she stroked his cheek. "Hey. I... know this could end at any time. But... We can enjoy it for now, right? And... Maybe work towards somethin' like this when it goes away?"

 "Like...like this?"

 "Ya know, this whole...control angle Prof's always talkin' about. Cause, not gonna lie? I wouldn't argue bein' able to do this more often."

 "Well...I'm sure you could. I know you could," Scott said, "But, uh...not me." He ran a hand through his hair, and when his fingertips brush the familiar scar at the back of his head, he shivered a little. “What happened to me is permanent.”

 "Mm..." She would take his other hand. ".. We'll figure somethin' out. For now.. Let's just enjoy this?"

 "Yeah..." He squeezed her hands. "Let's."

 ~~

 Jean was back inside, stirring tea for herself, TV on low in the background. It was so... odd. Not having other's thoughts and feelings at the edge of her mind.

 "Heeey," Kitty sat beside her, "How ya feelin'?"

 "Oh! Kitty, you uh. You startled me."

 "...Oh my god, that's weird."

 Jean managed a laugh. "I guess it must be, huh?"

 "Eeyeah," Kitty chuckled. "So...What's it like with all the quiet?"

 "It's... It's odd. I know I'm not home alone but.. It feels like I AM."

 "Whoa."

 "Mmhm... How about you? What's it like having to find the door?"

 "Eh," Kitty shrugged, snickering, "It's not all bad. Sometimes I forget, but...It actually wasn't that long ago that I was a 'human', y'know?"

 "Mm... That's true, isn't it? We've all grown so accustomed to them but, save for a couple cases, we were all 'human' once.."

 "Heh...Yeah." Kitty got quiet.

 That was so weird to think about.

 "... Do you think we'll go back? To having powers again? Being 'mutants'?" Though she supposed that, technically, they were still mutants. They just... lacked powers.

 It was odd.

 Kitty shrugged, "I...dunno. I hope so."

 "Do you?" Jean smirked slightly. "I remember a time you weren't keen on this whole mutant business."

 "Well," Kitty grinned, "I think I got the hang of it."

 "You did! As your senior x-man, I am glowing with pride~"

 Kitty bowed dramatically. "I am honored."

 "As you should be! Now." Jean would chuckle. "How about we have some tea, and put something on. A little distraction won't hurt anything."

 "Oh!"

 ~~

 Ororo was sitting inside, staring out the window and the light snowfall.

 She waved a hand; the snow continued to fall. "I don't know WHAT I expected..."

 "Habits die hard," Hank told her.

 She chuckled, patting the spot beside her. "I'd forgotten what it was like to have the elements not bend to my wills."

 "Ha! What a transition that must be!" Hank sat beside her, "...I don't like this. I mean, I'm...I'm grateful to look like this again, for however long. But there's something seriously wrong."

 "There is. Something caused this. And I can't stand that we don't know what...or even who."

 "Well...I suppose we have options to pick from," Hank sighed quietly.

 "We do, don't we... and to think, all of this started out so simple." As simple as it could, she supposed.

 "And now here we are."

 "Quite... What do you make of all this, Hank? Losing our powers, what makes us Mutants?"

 Hank looked out at the snow. He thought for a while. "...Honestly, I...don't quite know what to make of it. Whether this was some sort of-of weapon attack or..."

 "No matter WHAT the cause, it's troubling." Ororo offered him a slight smile. "And I hate to say I've no idea how to handle this in the long term."

 "Hoo...Me neither."

 "Mmm. Well." Ororo gave him a slight smile. "At least we have each other?"

 He returned it. "Quite right! We'll get through this all together, I should think!"

 She chuckled, appreciating the enthusiasm. "Don't we always?"

 "Well, uh, usually!"

 "Often enough. ... You know. We don't usually have quiet moments like this. How about you show me some of the basics of knitting?"

 Hank's face lit up. "I'll go get my yarn!"

 "I'll be here. Perhaps brew some more tea while you get it."

 "What an excellent idea-- Ooh! How about we start a whole knitting circle! Let's get some of the kids in on this!" Hank was far too excited.

 "An excellent idea! I'm sure a couple of them could use something else to do today." She chuckled. His enthusiasm was contagious.

 ~~

 "-- so then I started thinking," Augustus was feeling a bit better it seemed, though he was still exhausted, "What kind of parents could hate their kid for something they can't control? So I left."

 "Man... " Alex replied, having been listening with rapt attention. "That sounds like it was rough dude."

 "Yeah, well..." Auggie chuckled, shrugging, "That's how it is.'

 "I'm sorry dude." He said, pausing a moment before taking his shoulder. "You didn't deserve any of that."

 Augustus gave him a small smile. "No one does...But. That's why I'm here, isn't it?"

 "Yeah.. Guess so. H-hey. If you ever need me for anything like, ya know, to talk. I-I'm around, haha..."

 "Hey, man, I appreciate--" The phone on the nightstand buzzed. Auggie grabbed it quickly. As he read the messages, his face grew distant, and he paled a little.

 Alex's stomach clenched. "Auggie? Are you okay?"

 Augustus pocketed his phone, and he was quiet for a moment. He put a hand on Alex's shoulder, "We're friends, aren't we?"

 "Y-yeah! Of course we are!" He replied, perhaps a bit too quickly.

 "Good. I need you to trust me," He squeezed his shoulder, "Alright?"

 Alex perked, nodding slowly. "Y-You got it."

 "I need you to help me get out of here."

 He had to pause. "... W-Wait. Why do you wanna LEAVE?"

 Auggie grunted. "I...I'm..." He swallowed hard. "I've been playing two sides."

 Alex had to swallow the sudden lump in his throat. "Y.. you WHAT?"

 "Alex, listen!" He pleaded quietly, grabbing both his shoulders, "I-I didn't want to! She's...she's gonna..." Auggie's hands shook.

 Alex bit his lip, looking over him.

 He couldn't handle him looking like that. "Okay, okay." He replied, taking his hands. "Tell me from the top. What happened?"

 Auggie sighed in relief. "I was supposed to be feeding intel to...her," He shuddered a little, "But I can't-- I can't do this anymore."

 "Her WHO?" He asked. "A-And of course you can't, you're a good guy!"

 "I can't say, okay! She'll...she'll hurt me," He muttered, leaning closer, "I need to leave so I can break clean with her. I don't want you or anyone else here getting hurt."

 Alex frowned sharply. "... Y-You could stay. I'm sure Prof would understand..."

 "If I stay, she's going to destroy you." Augustus's tone was firm. "Please, Alex. I need you to trust me. I'll come back."

 "I..." He squeezed his hand. "... Okay. I... I'll help you." Alex gave him a slight grin. "But you BETTER come back, okay? Or I'll have to find you." He couldn't voice his fears. This was hard enough for Auggie already.

 Auggie smiled. "I promise."

 "Okay... I'll... I'll help you sneak out tonight."

 "I knew I could count on my Alex."

 Alex couldn't help but flush. "H-haha.. W-well. Ya know~"

 Auggie released him, "I need to take care of a few things. Can we just...keep this between us? Until things are resolved."

 "You got it. It'll be okay Auggie, okay? We'll get through this."

 "Heh...I believe that."

 ~~

 Miles away, Wasp was gearing up. Her suit was in place, gauntlets tested.

 If something was depowering mutants, then by God she was going to figure out what it was.

 "Wasp," Fury greeted her as he entered, "You don't need to do this, you know. We have plenty of capable soldiers along if things get dicey."

 "Don't worry Sir, I'm well aware." She gave her wings a test buzz.

 Fury's mouth twitched, and a small line formed between his brows. "I'm not sure I want to put you at such a risk, Wasp."

 "I'd argue I'm always at risk. Besides! Gauntlets have a back up sting, and we'll know how big the impact zone of whatever made them use their powers was, yeah?"

 "...I suppose you're right. Just be careful."

 "Aren't I always?" She asked, smirking slightly. "... Maybe don't answer that."

 He held in a chuckle. "Good luck, Agent. Wish I could be there myself, but..."

 Since Trask had disappeared, Fury had been very, very busy.

 "Don't worry sir!" Wasp stood straight, giving him a salute. "I'll represent us well, AND get to the bottom of this!"

 "I know you will."

 "And if it makes you feel better, I'll check in every fifteen minutes." She half teased.

 "On the dot." Fury insisted.

 "Hah. Understood, sir."

 ~~~

 Xavier sat in the front room, staring out the front room. It was odd, to wait on someone and have no idea when they would arrive. Logan and Hank were by his side. "When do you, uh, think they'll arrive?" Hank asked.

 "I don't know."

 "Surely they won't take too long?" Storm asked, behind him.

 "Mm.."

 "Perhaps we should round the children up," Hank suggested.

 "Probably... Ah."  A ship would land on their lawn, the S.H.I.E.L.D. logo emblazoned on it's side.

 Grunting, Logan went to open the door for them. Hank started upstairs to round everyone up. "Everyone! Let's get down to the living room!"

 Wasp would approach, taking them in. "Professor Xavier!" She greeted, stopping before the porch.

 A small team trailed behind her, already scanning the property, some with a type of reader. A few moved inside. Logan side-eyed them, and out of habit gave a sniff.

 "Smell anything?" Wasp asked, frowning slightly. "Or are your powers still down?"

 "The latter. At least in my case." Xavier told her.

 Logan shook his head slightly. "Nothin'." He grumbled.

 Augustus peeked his head around the corner. He wasn't seen, at least not yet. It came close when a S.H.I.E.L.D agent moved past him, scanner in hand. He went white.

 Time for a change of plans.

 "Alright. They'll be checking around, and know better then to try anything." Wasp assured. "And if they DO try anything, well." Her wings buzzed to life. "They won't again. Now, I'm going to do an overview on your roof." And with that, she excused herself to do just that.

 Augustus quickly darted away.

 Wasp would land on the roof, surveying the property and calling in. "There. Fifteen, just as promised."

 "What's your status?"

 "No trouble, so far. Everyone's still down. I'm-" She paused, suddenly.

 Wasp had done a test 'sting', to see how damp her powers were.

 But her sting had been full power. "... I'm... not affected?"

 "...Hm." That was unusual.

 "Either I'm some sort of anomaly, or we're not barking up the right tree."

 "Could it be something in their food?" Fury suggested, "I can't imagine any sort of disruptor would be able to be THAT specific..."

 Another thought occurred to him.

 "...Maybe a mutant could, though."

 She perked. "Sir?" She asked, suddenly on edge.

 "I want you to be on alert. Make sure all Institute residents are in sight."

 "I'll have them gathered and keep personal watch." She told him, eyes narrowed. "I won't let anyone leave."

 "Kids!' Hank opened the back door. Scott, having heard the ship land, had already risen to come in, but he still jumped a little in surprise at the sudden appearance of his teacher. "We're all gathering in the living room."

 "Right," Scott turned, "I'll go round up the others."

 Rogue nodded, bumping his shoulder. "Me too. Meet you there?"

 He smiled. "You bet."

 "Good." She started up the stairs, deciding top to bottom would be best.

 Alex was the first she found, in a corridor's doorway. "Alex! Downstairs, we're meeting in the living room."

 "Oh! You got it!"

 Augustus grimaced. He tried to, silently and as quickly as he could muster, move down the hallway before Rogue could see him.

 "Auggie!" Too late. "Having a meeting, living room!'

 For a second, he was rigid. Then, slowly, he turned. It was Rogue.

 He decided to work with this.

 "So. What's it like?"

 ".. I'm sorry?"

 "Being in control." He smiled. "Nice, right?"

 Her eyes narrowed slightly. "What are you talking about?"

 He sauntered up to her. Augustus took her chin. "What's it like being able to touch people again?"

 She jerked back away from him. "What is- what are you doing?!"

 "Can't you see that you're so much better off this way?" Augustus asked, "Wouldn't it be fantastic to remain this way? Forever?" His smile widened. "I can do that for you."

 Rogue paused. ".... Augustus. What are you playing at?" She asked, fists clenching.

 "I'm not playing," He told her. He stepped closer, "What I'm offering you is a chance to feel normal again."

 "Augustus." She replied, sharper. "How could you-" She jerked, suddenly, realization dawning. ".. You... you didn't. You didn't do all this."

 He chuckled. "I can shut down all kinds of systems- electronic, muscular, vascular, respiratory...And, as a matter of fact, mutations."

 She took a deep breath. "Be willin' to bet you've known 'bout yerself the whole time."

 "I know a lot more, too. Like...that your mother really misses you."

 Rogue stiffened. "You keep away from Irene, you hear me?!" She shot back, not even realizing her feet had slid into stance.

 Augustus laughed. "I'm not talking about her! I'm talking about...Well." He offered his hand. "Maybe if you come with me, I can just introduce you, Anna Marie."

 She stared at the hand a moment. Then, coldly. "I ain't going anywhere with you."

 A little shrug. "You'll come around. We're practically made for each other, you know."

 Rogue's reply was to quickly turn down the hall. "PROF!" She called, running down to the living room.

 She didn't notice Alex pressed in the doorway, fists clenched tight, biting his lip hard.

 Logan was the first to meet her. "Kiddo?!"

 She almost ran into him, grabbing his arm and yanking. "A-Augustus was a mole! He did this!"

 "What!" Hank was just making it to them.

 "WHERE IS HE?" Logan demanded quickly.

 "Back down the hall, this way!"

 Logan took off at a run, but stopped suddenly, curled in on himself and cried out. "AAAUGH!"

 "Logan!"

 Six metal claws tore their way through his knuckles.

 Rogue's eyes went wide, and she scrambled back, suddenly grabbing for the jacket tied around her waist. "No... Oooh nonono..." She muttered, quickly turning tail to the living room. "GUYS!!"

 Hank ran after her, but soon he, too, was halted as the tendons in his limbs flexed, and a guttural roar escaped him. There came a loud blasting noise from the living room, and shouts.

 Alex had wandered into the living room, eyes blurred with tears.

 He was now staring at Scott, shell shocked as he realized he'd taken a blast from his brother.

 Jean would have been of some help, but she had suddenly stumbled back against the wall. Emotions and thoughts assaulted her, almost too fast to keep up with.

 Scott couldn't stop. He had managed to direct his blasts into the wall and ceiling, but he couldn't turn them OFF.

 "Scott-- AAH!" Kitty now found herself falling through the floor. Lance jerked for Kitty, and suddenly a rumble shook the Institute, Lance unable to stop it. Nearby there was another scream, and suddenly smoke and fire. Ice quickly crawled down the hallway, coating half of it behind a thick block.

 Wasp was on the comm. "I NEED ALL UNITS MAKING A PERIMETER!" She barked, followed by about ten other orders.

 The Institute was in absolute chaos, as everyone's powers jump-started and spiraled out of control at once. Thunder cracked, the wind howled, and a torrential downpour of rain and ice buffeted the old mansion and rocked the S.H.I.E.L.D ship outside. Furniture and walls and ceilings were ruined as bone spikes impaled them. Then, everything started to float.

 Professor Xavier could feel every mind at once. It was almost too much, too much information to contain. Amid the chaos, Xavier felt someone he didn't know. He checked quickly, finding Augustus.

 And then, just as suddenly, nothing. "H... he's gone..."

 Just as quickly as the chaos had started, it stopped. Everything fell back down into place, then there was silence. Everyone was exhausted; it had felt like they'd all suddenly gotten the mother of all sugar-highs, then crashed thirty seconds later. Poor Kitty managed to crawl her way out of the floor before collapsing in a heap.

 Needless to say, the poor Institute was looking a little worse for wear.

 "Wh-what was THAT?!" Kurt managed, Pietro slumping onto the couch.

 "That!" Wasp started, heaving a sigh and running a hand through her hair. "Was likely a 'restart' on your powers coming back."

 Hank picked himself up, blue and furry once again. Luckily his glasses had survived the transformation. "I-Is everyone okay?" He called. He got many groans in response, plus a, "The carpet's ruined," "My whole body just had a cramp," and a couple, "Jesus H Christ's."

 "I think a couple of me got lost." Poor Jamie meekly responded amidst a pile of himself.

 Storm shook her head, Wasp groaning and calling in. "Agent Wasp here."

 "Report."

 "It was a mutant. The X-men had a spy in their ranks." She grunted, rubbing an arm. "He escaped in the chaos of everyone's powers returning."

 Fury grunted. "Great. Secure the area, make sure everyone is accounted for."

 "I'll get info on anyone who ISN'T to you as soon as possible."

 "Good. I want you to interview the witnesses. Figure out who he was working for."

"Understood. I'll..." Wasp looked over the group. "... I'll get to it soon as they get themselves together."

 ~~

 Augustus had run, far and fast, and hadn't stopped running until he reached the city. He had to brace himself on a wall- he had already been entirely spent from the previous night, and combine that with half an hour of sprinting and he was sure his body was going to give up.

 He had wanted to steal one of their vehicles, but it would have taken too much energy, too much time.

 Mercifully, he was able to wave a taxi down.

 "Where ya headed?" Asked the driver.

 "Take me home," Augustus wheezed.

 The car pulled back into traffic. There was a flash of yellow eyes in the rear-view mirror. "As you wish."

[penske-slut]

101 Things That Are More Deserving of the Seat At Williams Than Lance $troll

DISCLAIMER: I don’t hate him like this anymore, i’m posting this purely for comedic purposes and i hope all the stroll fans can have a good hearty laugh over this too because i have no beef with any of y’all. you can tell how dated this list is by many of the things on it lmfao also you could substitute basically anything in that title and it’d have the same effect. thank u & enjoy

the lizard galavanting across the track in singapore

bernie ecclestone himself

niki lauda, at his current state

max verstappen’s sister

max verstappen’s grandma

tom cruise

sherm squarepants

the stingray that killed steve irwin

larry the cucumber

the worm from labryinth 

jake from state farm

ALF

becky with the good hair

my 65 year old neighbor who is currently having a sneezing fit in his backyard

Felipe Nasr’s receding hairline

the chunks of skin that come off of my right toe when i don’t wear socks

the o shit waddup frog

hennogarvie from the F1 reddit

whatever is left of a supersoft pirelli tyre after 50 laps

cameron from ferris bueller’s day off

clifford the big red dog

Vitaliy Vladasovich Grachov

Manor’s nose light in Singapore that added 1g to the car’s weight

my actual dog

papa john

any or all of mick jagger’s 7 children

lady gaga’s meat dress circa 2010

amanda bynes’ character in Easy A

harambe

wehluigi

the big comfy couch

kanye west

justin timberlake’s 1998 ramen noodle hairstyle

a human made of bees. it’s shaped like a human but it’s just a swarm of bees.

dorkus, the youtube channel that made the thomas the tank remix of we will rock you

deep fried dill pickles

air bud

heat miser

Justin Bieber’s “One Time”

ted cruz the zodiac killer

john green the zodiac killer

Left Shark

Kelsey’s flat tire

the spooky scary skeleton weatherman

that one strand of hair that just will not cooperate

the ikea monkey

siri

Jared Leto’s severed arm in requiem for a dream

a pack of millenials playing pokemon go

betty white

jack white

the woman from this youtube video

the kid in class who always reminds the teacher that we had homework

sonic the hedgehog

sonic the fast food chain

gogurt

the anesthesiologist who tried diagnosing hillary clinton with parkinson’s

bobbi babalooney

the guy who made “what does the fox say”

norman pagenaud

the onion

the mom from that “WHO want lasagna” vine

the leftover food you keep forgetting to throw out and at this point it’s just becoming part of the family

2007 Britney Spears

the guy who armpit farted along to Katy Perry’s “Last Friday Night” in its entirety

Lady Elaine Fairchilde

a carton of tiger tail ice cream

max chilton’s impression of derek zoolander

a furby

the whale from free willy

jimmy fallon

Marcus’s fucked up left leg

the kid banging the oven door while his dad plays the trombone

angela from appleton wisconsin who just wants the 3 wick candles in iced gingerbread and winter candy apple from bath & body works

nigel thornberry

puppymonkeybaby

Amy‘s small toe, which is shorter than the other small toe

buffalo bill from silence of the lambs

the american F1 commentators 

John Mulaney’s friend John who decided to play Tom Jones’ “what’s new pussycat” 21 times in a row in a diner 

wilson the volleyball from castaway

hello kitty

Nico’s sweaty eye

The One That Got Away from the 1982 boycott sleepover

nick offerman’s mustache

that person who always gives out raisins for halloween

pineapple on pizza

Jamie’s left butt cheek 

The Shirt™

Niki’s novomatic cap

Dany’s questionable post-race footware

spit

whoever wrote that huffington post article about how Tim Kaine used to be hot even though he looked like Ted Bundy

the dancing marshals in Hungary

esteban’s runaway tyre in Malaysia

Felipinho Massa

the smutty Bernie Ecclestone/Vladimir Putin fanfic

the feathers that keep coming out of my pillow

David Coulthard’s jaw

the suicidal canadian seagulls 

the skeleton that my 10th grade biology class broke by bending its hand back into its pelvis

[tokyoteddywolf]

A Blue CatAstrophe Ch.5

Ah, angst. *sips cup of tears*

Ch.1 Ch.2 Ch.3 Ch.4

Lance was grateful that the test tube of pollen was tightly capped as he ran down the hallways, the others chasing him and shouting for him to come back. No way in hell was he letting them accidentally breathe in any of this! He did not want Pidge to become a cat too, nor suffer the pain he'd felt while transforming. Where was a place they wouldn't check for him? Blue flashed an image of his room in his mind, and he turned left at the correct passageway. He weaved through the hallways and clawed at his door until it opened, and he bolted inside and pricked his ears as the door slid shut behind him.

His room was the same as he'd left it that day, bed still ruffled and his sleep clothes scattered over the sheets. He wriggled his way under the bed, still gripping the vial in his jaws, panting as his eyes darted around, still panicked.

He vividly remembered that burning pain that had ripped him apart and put him back together, and shuddered. Blue tried snapping him out of it by sending a lot of calming, comforting emotions through their bond, but it only helped so much. Vaguely, he wondered if Shiro felt like this whenever he had a flashback. He tucked the vial under his body and rested his head on his paws. Huffing quietly, he pricked his ears to listen for the others.

Pidge yelped as she dropped the vial, Azul snatching it midair and taking off as if a demon was after him. “Azul! No! Bad kitty!” Pidge screeched, taking off after the cat in question. Shiro and Keith went with her, their longer legs easily overtaking her stride and she lost both men and cat within the first few hallways. She keeled over and wheezed, cursing her tiny legs and low stamina. Why the hell had Azul done that?!?

Green growled and suddenly shot her a vision; Lance screaming, and the vial of pollen. Blood and ripped clothes. She inhaled sharply, straightening up. “Oh quiznak. Green, did- Did Blue show you that?” She asked, almost afraid of the answer. Green rumbled confirmation. “So Blue knows what happened to Lance, and it involves the pollen, doesn't it.” She slid against the wall, sitting on the ground with a thump. Another growl of confirmation. She placed her head in her hands, trying to calm her breathing. This whole time, they could have asked Blue. Sudden realization hit her like a freight train. Azul. Azul was somehow the key in all this. She had to find that cat, and then grab Shiro so they could connect to the Blue Lion on the astral plane. She jumped to her feet and ran off to find Allura. She needed to borrow the mice for a minute.

It took them two days to scan the entire Castle to find Azul. The mice eventually found him, and told Allura that the troublesome kitten was hiding under the bed in Lance's room. Keith was the one sent to grab him. Squaring his shoulders, he opened the door and strolled in. Kneeling down next the bed, he scrambled back as a brown blur shot past him and into the hall. Oh no you fucking don't! Keith thought, lunging and managing to grab onto the kitten's tail. Azul yowled and whirled on Keith, claws digging into his gloves and attempting to bite his fingers.

“Argh! Come on, you annoying furball! You're one of the only clues to finding where Lance is! You and Blue! Do you have any idea how bad it's gotten around here without him?!?” Keith hissed, squirming forward to firmly grip the kitten around his ribcage. “I'd never say it to his face, but I kind of like when he challenges me to stupid shit! Now I've got no one to mess around with, or race, or drag me from the training room before I get really badly hurt, or talk to because Shiro has been moping in his room blaming himself since Lance went missing, Pidge has barely slept analyzing the cells of that tree we found blood traces on, Hunk won't stop stress baking, Coran cleans until his hands blister, and Allura is constantly going back and forth talking to the local aliens about where he might have gone!”

Azul had stopped struggling, and was now staring at Keith in something akin to shock. In fact, now that he looked closer, those eyes seemed… really familiar. Wait a second. Azul was a cat, there was no way he'd understand what Keith was saying...unless…

“Wait… Azul, you aren't a cat at all, are you?” Keith breathed, hands going slack. Azul didn't move. Then, slowly, he nodded, ears flattened against his skull. “Oh quiznak. You- Then, you're actually- Holy shit.” Keith's started hyperventilating, suddenly realizing exactly why those eyes looked so familiar. Only one person had that exact shade of ocean blue. “Lance? Is that you?” He choked, tears welling up in his eyes.

Azul- No, Lance, mewed and nodded again, padding forward to wipe a tear away with his paws. Keith scooped him up and sobbed into that chocolate fur. “You idiot! Why didn't you tell us sooner? How the hell did you become a cat anyways?!?” The Red Paladin scolded his former human friend, somehow managing to look very very disgruntled with tear tracks on his cheeks. Red grumbled with him, because Blue had been trying to keep this a secret for a while, since Lance had asked. Lance meowed and scrambled under the bed, nudging the vial of pollen out from the hiding spot and pushed it over to Keith.

Keith quirked an eyebrow and picked up the capped tube, eying it warily. “Wait, is this why? Did you freak out on Pidge because this is the stuff that made you all… fluffy?” He asked, as Lance jumped up into his lap and mewed again, nodding furiously. “I'm guessing you got covered in this stuff, or you breathed it in… wait, why am I still sitting here with you? We gotta tell the others!” Keith yelped, scooping up Lance and booking it the fuck out of the room.

Everyone was already assembled in Blue's hangar when Keith burst in, holding Lance up and yelling at the top of his lungs. “GUYS HOLY SHIT GUYS YOU WON'T BELIEVE WHAT I JUST FIGURED OUT!!!” Everyone jumped, startled by the sudden noise level from the usually lowkey Paladin. After calming his racing heart, Shiro blinked at Keith. “Exactly why are you yelling?” He asked, very concerned, because Keith never yelled. Ever. It was usually a cause for alarm when he did. Keith grinned and looked up at Blue. “I think Blue should say it first. She can tell us the full story better than I can. I literally figured it out only a few minutes ago anyways.” He explained, shifting Lance in his arms.

Blue rumbled, and they all sat down in a circle. Connecting to their Lions, they then focused on Blue, their Lions opening up their own connection with their sister and allowing them into Blue's personal pocket dimension, or astral plane where her spirit resided.

It was very different from Black's plane, where as Black's pocket dimension was purple and black and surrounded by the stars, Blue's dimension was a blue and white field of ice and snow, yet it wasn't cold at all, but warm and comforting.

The sky wasn't a sky at all, but actually the ocean, soft blue and teal, rippling every now and then. Everything was outlined in deep blue, and Blue herself was sitting in front of all the Paladins, purring. For some reason, Azul was there too. The kitten purred and bounded over to the larger, robotic feline, rearing up on his hind legs and booping noses with the Voltron Lion, who had also bent down to touch noses with the smaller cat. Keith wasn't surprised at all, he was actually even smirking. Blue rumbled at the team, and settled herself down, the Paladins becoming surrounded by her large paws. With a soft huff, she began telling the story as she had seen it.

// aaaaaand cliffhanger! Keith knows!~ Blue has a pretty astral plane/pocket dimension area! I see each Lion as having their own space, not just Black :) each space corresponds to that Lion's area, like Green has a forest, and Yellow has a prairie and Red has a volcanic island or something. Next chapter is Blue Lion POV. :D and the rest of the team learn about Azul/Lance! Are you excited? I am!

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"He adores you." Lance to Keith

“What did you–” Keith snaps with a casual defensiveness, as if Lance had just tossed him a friendly insult for him volley back like usual. In truth he hadn’t been listening as he watched Shiro walk away, so it takes a moment for Lance’s actual statement and the gentle tone of his teasing to catch up to Keith's instinctive response.

He lurches a little, like his body is manifesting the internal whiplash as he backpedals for a more appropriate tone of his own, maybe for a smooth denial, but Lance is grinning at him, knows he has Keith on the ropes without even really meaning to, and what kind of friend would he be if he didn’t jostle him up against them just a little? Keith’s already blushing, and that means Lance is already winning, though he hadn’t truly intended to start a squabble anyway.

“No need to raise your hackles, Kitty Rose,” Lance says, his palms raised in a mockery of forfeit in the face of Keith’s already deflating instinct to fight. “I’m just sayin’ is all.”

Putting his hands in his pockets as he turns on his heel to stroll out of the room as casually as an old dandy might take the air around some pristine little duck pond leaves Keith gaping after him.

Only when he’s gone does Keith bury his burning cheeks in his hands and whisper his relief to himself:

“So I’m not the only one who sees it.”

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lance as cats (i haven't done this in a while)