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lovestrucklyuniverse · 2 years ago

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Hiccanna OTP Questions

Soooo, I had already done this with Klance (before I became obsessed with Renga) and @hiccanna-tidbits wanted me to do it with Hiccanna as well so here's me doing it after forgetting about it for a year. Keep in mind, I originally started this last year after I graduated. Sooo, I don’t really have any good reason for not doing it until now. And with Hiccanna Month being in 5 days, I thought I might as well.

Original prompt comes from the-moon-dust-writings

1. Who loves flower crowns more?

Well, I remember that back when I first got into Hiccanna and modern ROTBTFD (back in 2014), it was very common to see Anna with a flower crown. And as a personal flower crown admirer, Anna would love them, no doubt in my mind.

2. Who is the one who likes to cuddle?

I wanna have some fun with this one. So, we all know that Hiccup would be extremely touch starved, as he had a terrible childhood, so I like to imagine that it’s something he would be really shy about. Meanwhile Anna would just bring him into a cuddle session any chance she gets, especially when she’s feeling upset about something.

3. Who has awful taste in music?

Hmm, I’m sure they would both argue that the other person has a worst taste, despite being somewhat similar. Which is the complete opposite of me and my own boyfriend. But if we’re talking specific taste in music specifically? Anna would likely have a mix of happy pop music-good ol’ show tunes, which is more my style all things considered. Meanwhile my boy Hicc? I think he would have a good mix of good orchestra and rock partly inspired by my boyfriend.

4. Who is the meme lover?

...Who do you think?

5. How did their second date go?

A very specific question, how did I answer it so easily last time? Anyways~ I would say that their first date might have been more lowkey than the movies would portray as a first date, like they just go out to dinner and then dance in a park. (I consider that lowkey) While their second date would include Hiccup showing Anna a cool site that she’s never seen before, ie a hidden waterfall.

6. How many children do they want/have?

Anna would definitely want to have 2 kids, although not until they’re both in their 30s at the very latest. Both of them are explorers with important responsibilities, so they would want to wait.

7. Who hides the weapons?

While Anna is the more innocent-looking of the two, she would have an absolutely terrible poker face, so I gotta go with Hiccup. Who knows where he hides stuff just in his flight suits?!

8. Who is the better dancer?

Anna is a princess, so has likely had a professional teacher that taught her how, and we do see it briefly in both films. Hiccup...I can’t exactly say he would be the best dancer.

9. Do/Did they have a theme wedding?

These two dorks would 100% have a theme wedding! Anna is a huge romantic and would want to make sure that their special day is as special as they are to each other. I think her and Elsa would find a way to combine both their lands traditions into one, including honoring their parents. When Hiccup sees it decorated for the first time, you better believe that his eyes start to well up.

10. What do their parents think of them dating?

I believe it depends on the AU, first and foremost.

Stoick probably would’ve like Anna too much at first, since she is a lot more bubbly compared to any Viking back on Berk. But I don’t doubt that as soon as he sees her fight in a battle to protect Hiccup, his mind would change in an instant. While Valka would love her, appreciating her as a fighter and having the compassion that’s similar to hers and her son’s.

Agnarr and Iduna would adore Hiccup, whether they’re alive or not, just happy to see someone that is able to make their darling daughter act in a somewhat different way, and you better believe that they notice all the time of the way he looks at her. The only time I can see them not really liking him at first would be...I can’t remember right now, but there is one idea I came up with once! Let’s add Elsa in this, because why not? She’s always alive, unlike their aunts or their parents. In, say, my pirate Hiccup au? Elsa doesn’t like the idea of Anna being with a pirate at all, especially when Anna’s supposed to choose between three suitors. Elsa in general would be fairly neutral to Hiccup, still fairly protective of her sister, but does admire his intelligence. Besides, they totally team up against Anna when she does something dumb XD

11. Are they a super sappy couple?

I honestly have a different definition of super sappy couple compared to most people. Yes, those annoyingly lovey dovey couples are annoying as hell (they took most of the hallway when I went to school -_-), I wouldn’t describe these two as that. Sure, they do a lot of PDA and have fun with their flirting, they are just normal when they talk about or to each other once they get together. So I would classify them as a sappy couple, but it depends on how you define that, in my opinion.

12. How did they get together?

Again, there’s various aus. Most of the time they’re best friends to lovers, so endless pining. But I don’t really want to go into too much detail without going into detail with my prompts for HA month or my fanfics in general.

13. Who asked the other to get married?

Ok, picture this: They both propose to each other at the same time(not in my main story), since they both had these great proposals planned for the other so they just want to give the other the chance to feel the love they have.

14. Who stays up too late and makes stupid jokes?

Hiccup does make the occasional stupid jokes, don’t get me wrong. But Anna? That girl can’t sleep properly to save her life, so she comes up with different jokes or dumb questions so that they can keep talking.

15. Who is the nerd?

…Hiccup is literally called dragon nerd. Anna is intelligent in certain ways, believe me, but Hiccup is a different breed.

16. Who knows the most obscure facts?

Hiccup again! That guy has so much knowledge about dragons and from when he tests his inventions, so when he just goes on and on about it? It kinda gets Anna going a little, while also being confused as hell on how he keeps everything in that big brain of his.

17. Who makes the other a flower crown?

Anna is better at it, but Hiccup would probably practice it just to make her happy. Imagine her surprise when she finds Hiccup studying on different flowers, twigs, and vines so that he can make the perfect flower crown.

18. Who likes to read?

They both do! It’s canon that Anna read up every book in Arendelle to provide herself entertainment while she was trapped in the castle. While Hiccup has read every book (probably written some himself) on dragons, leather, metal, you name it! Anything that relates to his expertise. He probably likes to learn more, while Anna will reread her favorites the most.

19. Who bothers the other person while the other person reads?

…As that person that is that person to their significant other, I feel personally attacked. XD So the easy answer is Anna, who can be like a clingy puppy. Plus Hiccup tends to be a workaholic, so he can lose track of time. Anna being like a puppy isn’t always a bad thing.

20. Who tutors the other?

It’s one of my favorite romantic tropes! That would be Hiccup, which is a big part of two of my main modern aus.

21. Do they have similar taste in movies?

I’m sure they both love grand fantasy stories, so that is something that I’m sure they take every chance to find in the cinema/streaming services. Aside from that, Anna probably like romance and chick flicks, while Hiccup might enjoy mysteries a bit more.

22. How do their personalities compliment each other?

I’ll be honest, @hiccanna-tidbits covers that way better than I could ever. They’re absolutely perfect for each other, one hundred percent. But I really don’t want to seem like I’m copying them. So, the simple answer is: YES.

23. How do they tell everyone that they are going to be having a kid/adopting a child soon?

Knowing Anna, I think she would accidentally tell Elsa or Rap first, which means that word gets around faster than they anticipated.

24. Who has better fashion sense?

Hiccup, he literally makes his own outfits. And I love to imagine him trying to make a flight suit for Anna, but struggles to get her measurements because she can’t stand still. Elsa and Mavis have far better style, just thought I should mention that.

25. Who will punch someone out if they are rude to their partner?

I think this post says it the best XD Anyone that dares insult Anna is met with a broken nose five seconds later! Especially if it’s Snotlout, she would only barely tolerate his existence.

26. What songs do they sing together in the vehicle?

Probably any song from the early 2000s (like a Teenage Dream duet or Good Time, or a fanmade song that they both managed to come across like the Discord remix). Even any Taylor Swift song, and Hiccup’s totally fine with it.

27. What other couple would your otp get along with?

To be fair, I have a bunch of ships that could apply to this. Even ships I don’t personally like too much apply. When it comes to ones I like, I would like they would probably double date with Snow White and Rapunzel. In fact, they do in my college au.

28. Who likes to prank the other?

I can see them pranking each other, like how Anna would probably for more basic pranks, whereas if Hiccup really, really wanted to, he would go all out with it. Probably would even enlist help from Jack. Hiccup would only do it once, since he doesn’t like making her feel bad.

29. Who is the one who loves to take pictures?

That would be Anna, the most eccentric. Knowing her, she would want to take pictures of everything. Especially when it comes to just repeatedly shoving it in her friends’ faces.

30. How would they react if they found out they were soulmates?

Hmm, I’m not entirely sure how to answer this question. Because on one hand, I absolutely adore soulmate aus. On the other hand however, I like the idea of them choosing to be together, regardless of what the universe might tell them. Especially given that Hiccup likely wouldn’t believe in them.

But in this case, I’ll just say that Anna would absolutely ecstatic and give him a great big kiss. (Think of this as they’ve known each other for awhile) And she grins at him, whispering “I’ve always known it was you for me.”

31. Where would they live?

I have thought about this for them before, and it confuses me every time. The easy answer is if Elsa is the queen of Arendelle, then Anna would be with Hiccup in Berk. But what if Elsa dies? Would they have to endure a long distance relationship?

That’s what happens when I’m alone too long at work.

32. What type of dragon would they own, if they could have one?

Hiccup already has one? Toothless! As for Anna, I feel like she'd like a Stoker Class dragon, if she had to have one of her own.

33. If they were both vampires, what type of vampires would they be?

Nope! Not doing this! All I'll say is Anna is actually vampire royalty in my vampire au. I don't want to look into this.

34. What would they dress up as for Halloween?

While I don't think Hiccup would like Halloween (I mean, I don't either) but will do a couples costume to make Anna happy. Which would range from MJ and Spidey, book characters and even fairytale couples.

35. Can they name each other’s favourite food?

Yep! Easily. Hiccup always makes her sandwiches for lunch and puts a small chocolate cupcake in for a special edition. And Anna loves getting crabcakes for him.

36. Do they have pet names for one another?

Absolutely.

Hiccup: baby blue, hon/honey, shortstack, angel, and my sunshine

Anna: hon/honey, sweetheart, emerald, dork, nerd, and nerd in shining armor. (I'm still working on hers)

37. How do they cheer each other up?

Isn't this another question later on down? Whatever, I think a lot of reassurance on both their ends, but they would try and be goofy to try and make one another smile.

38. Do they show a lot of PDA?

While they are an extremely affectionate couple, I think Hiccup would want to keep it private for the most part. Unless they're trying to annoy people into going away. But they are not very subtle about it

39. How old were they when they got together?

Again, I think it depends on the au. They're usually childhood friends to lovers in my stories, since it works really well for them. If it's only high school, they would get together then. But I feel like they would be too afraid to confess so it would be in adulthood for most.

40. Who is the one that would bring the puppy home?

Anna probably would, since Hiccup would be more into birds and cats.

41. Can they do yoga couple’s poses?

I think they'd try a couple of times before giving up.

42. What is their song?

I'm honestly going to go with Taylor Swift's Enchanted. It's such a magical and romantic song. Then again it's one of my favorite TS songs so I think they'd enjoy it.

43. What does their room look like?

I'm not sure honestly, Hiccup would probably be more organized while Anna is slightly messy. Hiccup acts like a mom so he would keep it clean. But they would have a bookshelf, two desks that are faced towards each other with a TV set in front of their bed.

44. Who would be the one to kill zombies while the other keeps them grounded?

Anna would be yelling battle cries while slicing through them. And Hiccup would be so turned on by this. But seriously, he’s the one that comes up with all the plans.

45. Who makes the other breakfast in bed?

Hiccup usually does, but Anna will try for his birthday (even if it's a leap year birthday).

46. Who loves kids more?

Anna. I think Hiccup can handle them and does like them, but Anna is very much like a child as well so she relates to them easily.

47. Do either of them have a crazy ex?

*looks over at Hans* All signs point to yes.

48. What are their favourite colours?

While both of them have more than one favorite, I'd go with green actually. It's a big part of both their color schemes and Anna looks absolutely stunning in it. But Hiccup also likes black, red and browns, while Anna likes warmer colors, like orange and magenta.

49. Who likes to cook?

So here's the thing: I think Anna would be more in charge of baking around the kitchen while Hiccup handles the actual cooking of meals. It's cute, leave me alone.

50. Who is the forgetful one?

Anna, but I'm partly projecting here.

51. Does either of them know how to fight?

Oh hell yeah! Obviously Hiccup can. But people often forget that Anna is a badass, just bc she doesn't have powers doesn't mean she can't hold her own in a fight!

52. What do they do for Valentine’s Day?

I feel like they would do a really sweet and casual date like a picnic on a blanket fort while watching a movie. And of course, they eat sandwiches and chocolate treats.

53. Who swears more?

Hiccup, as he canonically swears and his VA does as well. Anna tries to all the time but taking from The Good Place, she only swears in very adorable ways. Like "What the fork?"

54. Who has the better comebacks?

Hiccup.

55. Who would start a fight with another parent at a bake sale?

Anna, Hiccup would have to hold her back. While Merida and Jack would be filming in the background while trying not to die.

56. Who reads buzzfeed?

Anna, 100%. Hiccup would find it so ridiculous but finds enjoyment in making fun of it.

57. Who is the hopeless romantic?

Honestly, they both are. Which makes me so happy.

58. Do either of them know how to do a handstand?

They do, but they can't do it XD This is klutzy Anna and peg-legged Hiccup we're talking about!

59. Who can rap better?

Idk why, but gut feeling is Anna. Kristen seems like she can nail that

60. Do either of them want to go sky diving?

Yes. That is all.

61. What do they usually text about?

Random shit, Anna would send the most random things or whatever they both like as well. While Hiccup might send loving quotes or random facts.

62. Who is the dramatic one?

They both have that iconic dramatic flair, while having no control over it XD I love that about them both, but Anna is more likely to go even more above and beyond with it.

63. Is either one confrontational?

While Anna is a warm and caring person, she probably has her moments and doesn't mean to be. She can't read social queues well, which means that she can blurt things out without thinking.

64. What is their favourite cuddle position?

Hmm, if they’re sleeping, it would probably turn into the pillow replacement. But if we’re talking just cuddling specifically, it would be any sloth-like position or ones that let Hiccup lay his head on Anna’s breasts.

65. Who are their favourite musical artist(s)?”

Taylor Swift and One Direction, it just feels like they would love these artists for love songs and the lowkey styles. But I can see them also enjoying the Piano Guys.

66. What are their parenting styles?

Hiccup is likely a bit stricter but not as much as Stoick was. But their daughter is like a mirror of him but edgier so that would make it very difficult XD Meanwhile Anna is a loose mom that can be disciplinary, but she loves to tell stories to their son. Hiccup already acts like a dad to his friends, which makes sense as they are all idiots.

67. Who would be the more laid back one?

Eh, depends on the situation.

68. Who listens to more vulgar music?

Anna, but only she's mad.

69. Do either of them have secrets even the other doesn’t know?

Anna is mostly an open book so I don't think she would? Hiccup probably would when it comes to smaller things. They don't really keep secrets from one another and trust that they'll tell them when they're ready.

70. Who is their go to couple for a double date?

I think it depends on the au. In certain aus, Kristoff and Elsa bc Elsa is Anna's sister and Kristoff is one of Anna's best friends. Or it could be Snow and Rapunzel in some, I just think them double dating would be cute. Merida and Astrid would probably be a bit too hardcore for either of them XD

71. Do they tip the waiter/waitress on their date?

Of course, Hiccup is a gentleman and Anna always pitches in.

72. How do they work out a fight?

Anna is more open about her emotions so she'd probably yell at some point before eventually regretting it later, especially if she accidentally strikes a nerve. Anna and Hiccup are not a couple that fights a lot, which I love about them. So once they both calm down, they'll talk it out but keep their distance for a little bit until they're ready to move on.

73. Who brings home an illegal pet?

Hiccup. He literally has a dragon that almost got him disowned! But it’s not like Anna wouldn’t embrace it wholeheartedly.

74. What side of the bed do each of them sleep on?

Pfft, they're both such messy sleepers so it doesn't matter at all. They probably end up being sprawled across the bed and each other.

75. What is their favorite photo of them two together?

Likely one from before they got together, which is of Anna eating some chocolate cake with some frosting on the corner of her lips, so Hiccup is wiping it off. Rapunzel probably would've taken it.

76. Who takes longer in the bathroom?

I'd say they take about the same actually, since I can see them figuring out how to go through the bathroom together in a balanced fashion.

77. Who has more songs on their ipod?

Well this aged well Anna probably would, which helps with certain parts of modern aus and even a bit in canon-inspired.

78. What movie did they first see together?

I'm not sure tbh. But for my celebrity crush au, I'd say that it actually is The Hidden World at the film premiere where they first reveal their relationship to the public.

79. What do they like to see each other in?

Heh heh, not my favorite question, since I am demisexual. But I shall try anyway. Besides, they probably make love a lot anyway.

Anna would probably like anything that frames his skinny body in the right way, like his flight suits or that one time he looks like a ninja in RTTE. But she finds him attractive no matter what, her bi heart almost can't take it when Hiccup takes off his helmet.

Meanwhile Hiccup probably loves her in green and purple, since those are her colors and she looks stunning in them. But these two absolutely would love naked cuddles.

80. Who makes jokes during inappropriate times?

They both would. "I guess it's just you and me, huh?" and "Oh that's a rough business to be in right now. I mean, really- Hm, that's unfortunate" are my proof of that.

81. At what age do they discuss the possibility of children?

I'd say they would likely be in their 30s. Anna probably would always want children but would wait awhile before they get to that point.

82. What do they love about each other the most?

Oh boy, this should be fun. Both Hiccup and Anna would probably say that they love everything about each other, but they each have very specific things.

The thing she loves the most about him would probably be how attentive he can get when she's feeling upset and that he'll do everything in his power to fix it. From reassurance and affection to flirting and joking around. While what he loves most about her is how she knows how to get through to him in any situation (plus he loves how clingy she can get as well).

83. Who is the one that sees the big picture, while the other focus’s on the small details?

Gut feeling is Hiccup focuses on the little details more, which makes sense for his role as a leader, strategist, and an inventor. However, sometimes I think he can get too focused on the little details that it makes him lose focus. Anna would focus more on the big picture but is good at noticing the little details at times. But with her, sometimes being able to do both is really overwhelming.

84. What would they write on their partner’s social media’s for their anniversary?

I can honestly see them being cute and subtle about it online, but irl? They're clingy af and annoying everyone around them XD

85. Who is bad at math?

Anna, but I love the idea of Hiccup tutoring her in modern aus. One of my favorite tropes, which is so underrated.

86. Who googles everything?

Since Anna and I are so much alike, it's probably her XD

87. Who does stuff on impulse?

While Anna is extremely impulsive, I can see Hiccup doing the same when he can't figure out a problem. Like his Viggo obsession in RTTE or how to lead Berk without Toothless in Hidden World.

88. How do they comfort each other when they are helpless to do anything about the situation?

Let's start with how Anna would comfort him. Anna would start off by talking all about how she believes in him more than any person in the world, but if that doesn't work, she has to tell him straight up to get his head out of his ass and focus on the situation. As for Hiccup, he would try and distract her from the situation, being so reassuring for Anna.

89. What is an inside joke they have?

Hmm...I can't really think of any as of right now, but that's due to how I don't really have inside jokes in my life so I don't how it would be for a couple.

90. Who makes the other smile with almost no effort at all?

Anna makes Hiccup smile without even trying. He would look at her with the most fond smile imaginable. I love that, it's one of my favorite parts of Hiccup's side of the story.

91. What is their favourite holiday?

Anna would adore Halloween and Hiccup would be pretty indifferent to it. But he entertains it and will do couples costumes with her.

92. Who is the one that is calm and collected while the other is angry and destructive?

Simplified, Hiccup is more calm while Anna is a tad more destructive. But I do think it depends on the moment. Sometimes Anna has a more clear head when Hiccup is pushing her away or Hiccup needs to be told the hard truth in a situation.

93. What is their favourite board game to play?

Clue or The Game of Life. Anna would get utterly competitive while they're playing Clue, while Hiccup would have fun trying to figure out the mystery. (All the while trying to help her keep her temper under control) As for Life, I can see them being cute playing on the same team while playing against Elsa and Kristoff (who are 110% done with their shit).

94. Who accidental sets something on fire?

*casually points at Anna* I love her but she's way more clumsy than he is.

95. Who has the car ready while the other is robbing the store?

Hiccup, even if he doesn't necessarily agree with it. Anna is Anna and I love the idea of her trying to push boundaries after being sheltered for so long, and how it wasn't even her choice.

96. What artist/group did they go to for their first concert?

Taylor Swift tbh, her songs perfectly describe how I imagine their dynamic.

97. Who sleep talks?

I feel like that would be Hiccup. Both of them are not pretty sleepers, don't get me wrong. But idk, he just gives the vibes as a sleep talker.

98. Who is the more social one?

…Is that even a question? Anna literally burst out of the castle waiting for human interaction.

99. What are their karaoke songs?

Well for one, Anna would absolutely love karaoke as I have included that as an important part of her character in my college au. Anyways, when they're duetting together, they would probably do any cheesy love pop song, like Airplanes for meme reasons.

100. Who would get up on stage and make a fool of themselves just to make the other laugh?

They both probably would, but I feel like Hiccup would do it for Anna when she's really at her lowest. And him going up in front of everyone just to cheer her up shows how much he prioritizes her happiness.

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homebody-nobody · 2 years ago

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WIP game!

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okay so here's the thing. I've been using my google drive to write original fic and fanfiction since I was fifteen, so. This is gonna be lawwwwng.

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somekindoftuber · 5 years ago

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vld youtuber AU (klance, part 7)

hey so who’s up for some a n g s t

(content warning for this chapter: vomit)

“Favorite color?”

“Red.”

“Cool, mine’s blue. Um, favorite subject in school?”

“....Math?”

“Ew.”

“Lance,” Keith laughs over the mic. “You said no judgment. I was good at math.”

Leaning back, Lance pops his back. “Yeah, okay, fine. Mine was history.”

“Ew.”

They’d been sitting in the Overwatch menu screen for at least a half-hour, Keith indulging Lance in a question swap. “You know,” Keith says after taking a drink of his soda. “When I said we should get to know each other, I sort of expected something more.... Organic than 20 questions.”

“What, my methods aren’t free-range enough for you?” Lance joked, and Keith laughed loud at that one. “Well, you should know, Keith, that I have this tendency to focus on things that I want, and I don’t give up easily.”

Keith went silent for a second. “Things you want, huh?” His voice was low.

Lance felt the heat rush to his face. “U-um.”

“Sorry,” Keith said. “Too much?”

Lance chewed his lip. “Is it too much for you?”

Keith’s tongue clicked through the headphones over Lance’s ears, and when he spoke, his voice was almost sultry. “Nah. Besides, I can be pretty driven when I want something, too.”

Dear lord, this man was going to be the death of him. Now that they’d gotten their feelings out in the open, Lance was discovering a side of Keith he never knew existed - a bold, fearless, self-assured side. And holy shit, was it hot, if a little terrifying. Whatever reservations Keith had about flirting before now were long gone, and it would still throw lance for a serious loop to hear Keith directing low key innuendo at him.

“Here’s one for you,” Keith said. “When did you first play guitar?”

“Oh!” Lance grinned. “I was nine. I had already been playing the piano for two years, but it sort of bored me. I couldn’t get it to make the kind of sound I wanted, if that makes sense? Then my dad got his old acoustic guitar out of storage and got it repaired and restrung. When he played it, I knew it was the sound I’d been trying to find.” His eyes went misty as he remembered the first time he plucked one of the steel strings. “It sounded like heaven.”

“Wow,” Keith said after a minute.

“Your turn. How’d you know you wanted to be a pilot?”

Keith hummed. “I was always sort of an adrenaline junkie as a kid. Raced go-karts, ran track, got in trouble, did some free running. I… spent a lot of time in and out of foster care, which was a pretty numbing experience, so I think maybe I was looking for something to make me feel alive.”

Lance had no idea what to say to that, so he kept quiet.

“I went on a field trip to an air force museum with my school when I was thirteen,” Keith continued. “There was a reconstructed Grumman F-14 Tomcat on display, and when I looked at it, I just thought, I need to be in one of those.” He let out a little laugh. “That’s also where I met Shiro. Or, well, he met me. When I stole his car.”

Lance choked, beating his fist on his chest to get air back into his lungs. “Excuse me?”

Then Keith laughed long and loud. “Told you. Adrenaline junkie. I was a brat with something to prove.”

Lance stared at his computer screen. This was intense, and he had a feeling that he was only scratching the surface of who Keith really was.

-----

October began, and Lance was officially panicking. Because Keith’s birthday was at the end of this month and he really wanted to do something special for it. Now that they were hovering in some bizarre “not boyfriends yet” zone, Lance figured it wouldn’t be too much to maybe go a little further than he would for a friend.

He got out his guitar, a notebook, blank music sheets, and a pencil.

——-

Lance’s channel was gaining followers rapidly. He was no stranger to having an online following, but he had to change his notification settings on twitter to keep his phone from blowing up constantly. He pondered making a separate, locked account for himself, something his friends could follow where he could drop the YouTube persona.

He was sort of envious of Keith’s anonymity online.

And speaking of Keith, there was also the issue of a potential move to Springdale. Lance had looked up schools in the area, and the local community college had a music education program that he could afford. He’d closed his browser and walked away from his laptop after he had that confirmation and spent the next fifteen minutes pacing around the living room, running his hands through his hair until it was sticking up all over the place. It hadn’t felt real until that moment; before that, the idea of going back to school and pursuing an actual career had been just that -- and idea. But now? Now he couldn’t really make excuses anymore. It was all very much within his reach. He just had to muster up the courage to go for it.

Easier said than done.

Lance ended up stress eating half a carton of butter pecan ice cream by the time Pidge came home from class.

Lance posted more Overwatch videos in the meantime, held some more streams. His content was slowing down because he’d taken an extra shift every week at the cafe to save up money. He had no idea what his living situation was going to be come January, but it was safer to assume he’d be on his own and have the money to support himself.

He talked to Keith almost every day. They’d started using facetime, and that did a number on poor Lance’s heart, to get to see Keith’s face while talking to him. Keith was still unfarily, stupidly, irrevocably attractive, even when he was flushed and sweaty from working out or covered in grime from the garage. One time Keith had called when Lance was wearing a face mask, and Lance would have been embarrassed, if it wasn’t for the absolutely hilarious confusion that crossed Keith’s face at the sight.

“I’m kind of big on skin care, if you haven’t noticed.”

“Uh.” Keith’s thick eyebrows pinched together. “I hadn’t?”

Lance smiled as much as he could with the mask drying on his face. “Well, get used to it. It’s a packaged deal with me.”

Keith gave him a little grin then, and Lance nearly swooned.

Another night, as they were messing around in Overwatch, the topic of tattoos came up. “Do you have more than one? Tattoo, I mean,” Lance asked while they scrolled through servers.

“Just the one,” Keith answered. “I kinda want more, but I’m not sure what I’d get. You?”

“None.” Lance hummed. “How big is that lion, anyway? I could only see the top bit at the beach.”

“Not that big,” Keith answered. Then there was some shuffling from his end of the voice chat, and he went quiet for a second. Lance thought he heard a click.

“You okay over there?”

“Yeah, yeah. Just - gimme a sec - there.”

Lance’s phone buzzed at his side. He picked it up, the motion completely automatic, to see a new text. He used his thumb print to open it, and the entire universe ground to a screeching halt.

Because on the screen was Keith’s lion tattoo, in its entirety, the dark red ink carved neatly into Keith’s exposed hip. At the bottom of the frame, a thumb was hooked into the hem of a pair of sweatpants, pulling them down and away, and at the top, a dark gray shirt was rucked up to reveal a toned stomach. Lance’s heart might have stopped. There was so much skin, all smooth and milky, stretched over a sharp hipbone, the sweatpants pulled down just enough to reveal the tiny beginnings of dark hair below. Lance’s mouth watered.

“You still there?” Keith was asking, a smile in his voice, but Lance.exe had stopped working.

“Jesus Christo,” Lance breathed. “You -- you gotta warn me before you do that.”

He heard Keith huff a little laugh. “Sorry.”

Lance had the distinct impression that Keith wasn’t sorry at all.

-----

Lance might have pulled a few all-nighters in the course of the month. But he was running out of time, and he wouldn’t be satisfied until it was perfect. This was for Keith, for his birthday, and Lance absolutely did not half ass things like that.

Pidge just rolled her eyes at him and went back to her thesis, heedless of Lance’s internal crisis as she tapped away at her laptop.

He was finally, finally ready to record on the 18th. It took at least four tries to get one good take, and then he had to record backup vocals, additional guitar, piano. It took three days to get the song right, and he didn’t even have a video. A blank screen would have to do.

He set the video to post at 8:00am the next morning, October 23. He really, really hoped Keith would see it, and Lance listened to the song one last time before he went to bed.

I was wondering through, I’d never heard your voice You were just an idea on a screen I was belly up, dried up, a fish out of water Pretending that I could breathe air

But then I met you, and my world burst into color Where was I going before you came my way I don’t know, I don’t care, and I don’t think it matters I’m just so glad that I met you

I had no direction, you handed me a map And it’s pointing me your way I hope that’s alright, ‘cause I sort of can’t help it, You’re drawing me to you, and I don’t want to stop

Because my world is all color now that you’re in it So bright and beautiful, just like your smile And no matter what happens, I want you to know Darling I am so glad that I met you.

In the description, Lance wrote “happy birthday” with a heart emoji, then clicked “schedule video” and let the fates have it. He went to bed with a nervous jitter in his veins.

The next morning, Lance was still anxious as hell, so he went for a long run through the brisk autumn air. After five miles he came home and made some coffee, as it was brewing, his phone rang.

Keith’s number was on the screen.

Lance cleared his throat and picked up. “Hey Keith!” he started, happy that the words only shook a little bit. “What’s up?”

“Hey,” Keith answered. His voice sounded strange. “I, um. I saw the video you posted.”

Lance felt his whole body flash hot as he bit his lip. “Happy Birthday, Keith.”

There was shuffling on the other end of the line. “That was for me?”

“Yeah.”

Keith was quiet for a long time. Then a sudden wet sniffle came through, and Lance felt himself panic. “Keith?”

“Sorry,” Keith’s voice cracked. “Sorry, I just--” he broke off with another sniffle, louder this time. “I’m not used to that. To people doing nice things for me.”

Oh god. Lance had made him cry. And the sound was so sad that Lance felt his own eyes sting. “You okay?”

Keith laughed, the sound wet and strained. “Yeah, yeah, I’m okay. Just. Wow, Lance.”

“Get used to it,” Lance said softly. “I’m definitely the type for grand gestures.”

Another small laugh, then some more sniffling. “What did I do,” Keith whispered, “to deserve someone like you?”

Lance leaned against the counter top behind him, his heart hammering in his chest. “I ask myself that all the time.”

“Oh my god, stop,” Keith groaned, but Lance could hear a smile in his voice. “I have to go to work in an hour. How am I supposed to concentrate now?”

“You’re working on your birthday?”

Lance heard a grunt and the scrape of a chair. “I always do. My birthday’s never been a big deal to me. I think Shiro wants to barbeque tonight, though.”

The coffee maker beeped, and Lance poured himself a cup. “Would it be alright if I made it a big deal?”

Keith hummed. “If that’s what a big deal is to you, then I guess I’ll just have to get used to it, won’t I?”

“Yeah, I guess you will.”

-----

Pidge forwarded an email to Lance the next week. A science conference was being held in Charlotte at the end of the month, and she was going.

“I’ll probably be gone the whole weekend. I’m driving with some classmates, so you can have the apartment to yourself.” She waggled her eyebrows. “Or maybe have someone over.”

“Pidge,” Lance chided, rolling his eyes as she laughed into her coffee.

She was right, though. Lance could have someone over. Of course, there was only one ‘someone’ in mind - but would that be too fast? To ask Keith to come stay the weekend here? Alone with Lance?

His face went hot at the thought. A whole weekend alone with Keith.

They’d only been apart from each other for a little over a month, and facetime was nice and all, but Lance missed him. In person, Keith exuded this… energy that didn’t come through a phone line or internet connection. It was sort of intoxicating, making Lance want to get closer and closer. But would that be too much?

Lance mentally beat himself up for an hour before messaging Keith on discord about it.

LanceyLance Hey so Pidge is going out of town for a conference thing just after Thanksgiving. Would you want to come down here to chill? We can livestream or smth

Keith uh yeah I think that would be okay. what days

LanceyLance nov 28-30

Keith okay cool let me check some things and I’ll get back to you

Lance wondered if “almost throwing up from sheer nerves because I might get to spend a weekend alone with a hot boy” was a good reason to call into work. He went in for his shift anyway and was only slightly distracted. On his break, Lance checked his phone and found a new message from Keith on Discord.

Keith so that weekend looks okay, I put in for time off

LanceyLance cool!

Lance ruined the next three drinks, his heart in his throat.

Later that night, he got on a voice chat with Keith, his heart pounding despite him telling it over and over to calm the hell down.

“I was thinking we could do a livestream, maybe some Overwatch?” Lance said as he picked at a cuticle. “You could be my special guest.”

Keith did that little airy chuckle that made Lance shiver. “As long as you don’t ask me to sing.”

“No promises.” Biting his lip, Lance took a breath. He might as well ask. “You sure you’re okay with this? It’s not, like, moving too fast?”

Keith hummed. “No? I mean, I figured we were just gonna hang out… Why?” his voice dropped. “Did you have other plans?”

“No,” Lance squawked, cursing how his voice cracked. “No, I mean, you said you wanted to go slow, so I was just thinking we could just play some games, maybe watch a movie or go to the marina. That’s okay, right…?”

“Yeah,” Keith breathed, and Lance could hear the smile. “Yeah, that’s cool.”

A hot wash of embarrassment hit Lance, and he covered his face and groaned. Keith laughed a little. “You okay?”

“Yeah,” Lance’s voice was muffled by his hands. “Yeah. I just -- jeeze. I must sound desperate or something.”

“It’s not just you,” Keith said softly. “I mean, same, I guess? I know I said I wanted to take this slow, but honestly, it’s turning out to be harder than I expected.”

The admission was unexpected and sent Lance’s blood pressure through the roof. He could already tell it was going to be a struggle to keep his hands to himself.

-----

One week until Keith’s visit. Pidge was packing her bag early and giving Lance absolute hell about it.

“Use protection,” she said, stuffing a shirt into a suitcase. Lance sputtered.

“Oh knock it off!” He shrieked. “He’s coming to hang out. That’s it!”

Pidge shot him a skeptical look as she folded a pair of jeans over her arm. “Sure, sure. Just do me a favor and disinfect any surfaces you decided to ‘hang out’ on.”

Lance threw up his arms in defeat, then went to his computer. He and Keith had already planned out their livestream, and decided it was close enough to make an announcement.

Lance! @lanceylance Hey everyone! Next Friday (11/28) I’ll be holding a livestream with special guest @k_redlion! Stream begins at 4pm eastern. Be there!!

Pidge left early Friday morning, and in the four hours until Keith was supposed to arrive, Lance did one of the most thorough cleanings of the apartment he’d ever done. He dusted, vacuumed, scrubbed and mopped, did laundry and the dishes, changed the sheets on his bed, washed the spare set of sheets for the pull out sofa.

Satisfied, he jumped in the shower and gave himself and equally thorough scrub down. He was all nerves as he dried off and dressed. He was admiring his handiwork in the living room when his phone buzzed.

Keith made it into town, be there in 10

Lance bounced on his heels and went outside to wait. After a few minutes, a dark blue sedan with Virginia plates pulled up and into a parking spot. The engine shut off, and the door opened to reveal Keith, in his leather jacket with his hair pulled up high.

“Nice car,” was the first thing that came out of Lance’s mouth. He internally groaned.

“Rental,” Keith said, closing the driver’s door and going for the back seat. “I love my bike, but five hours on it is a bit much, especially when it’s cold.”

Lance took Keith’s duffel bag for him and led him up to the apartment. He’d set up their streaming area in the living room where they’d be closest to the router.

“The stream isn’t for another three hours,” Lance said, setting Keith’s bag on the chair. “Wanna relax until then?”

Keith slipped out of his jacket, revealing a dark gray sweater that stretched nicely across his chest. “Sounds good. That drive is a little tiring.”

Once Lance had gotten them both glasses of water from the kitchen, they decided on YouTube fail videos, sitting next to each other on the couch, close, but not too close. Keith’s laugh was such a nice sound, and Lance couldn’t help but lean a little in his direction. After an hour’s worth of cats and people slipping and falling, Keith grunted, grimacing.

“You okay?” Lance asked.

Keith gave him a smile. “Yeah, my stomach’s kind of upset. That gas station poptart might not have been a good idea.”

Standing, Lance moved towards the kitchen. “I’ve got some pickled ginger in the fridge, would that help?”

Keith followed him. “Yeah, probably.”

As soon as Lance opened his fridge, horror dawned upon him. “I didn’t get us any stream snacks!”

“It’s not a big deal?” Keith said slowly. Lance handed him the jar of sushi ginger and shook his head.

“It totally is! We need proper junk food for streaming.” He pursed his lips and tapped his chin. “Are you okay if I hit the store? It won’t take long.”

Keith shrugged with the jar in his hand. “Yeah, I’m good. I’ll just hang out and rest.”

He showed Keith where the forks were, taking a little delight in seeing how Keith ate the ginger straight out of the jar just like he did, then grabbed his shopping bags. “I’ve got my phone, text me if you want anything!”

The drive to the store was short, and Lance sped through the aisles with a basket on his arm. Gourmet sodas, the nice veggie chips, lemon cream cookies, a package of fresh strawberries. He’d take Keith out for dinner, maybe Vinnie’s again. This weekend was going to be awesome.

On the way home, however, Lance got stuck in stand-still traffic - he could see just far enough ahead to tell there had been an accident. And there was nowhere for him to turn off to for another few hundred feet, so he was stuck. Frowning, he pulled out his phone and shot a text to Keith.

stuck in traffic, might be a little late

He put Pandora on his phone and turned up the volume, shifting his car into park.

By the time Lance made it back to the apartment, he’d been gone for more than an hour and a half. The living room was empty, but Lance went straight for the kitchen. The stream was set to start in 45 minutes, so they needed to start setting up. “Keith?” Lance called as he stashed the groceries in the fridge. “You good, man? We should get started soon.”

There was no answer.

“Keith?” Lance poked his head out of the kitchen. “You here?” He pulled his phone out of his pocket to see if he’d missed a text as he went towards the back of the apartment. Rounding a corner, Lance stopped. His phone clattered to the floor.

Just outside the bathroom, face down in the hallway, was Keith.

Lance slid on his knees towards him. “Keith!” Reaching for him, he turned Keith over, and gasped. His face was bright red, his eyes screwed shut. He was sweating profusely and burning up with a fever. “Keith!” Lance called again. “Hey, man, answer me!”

Keith’s eyes flickered. “L-lance?” he grunted, his voice weak. “It hurts, oh god Lance, it hurts so bad--”

Adrenaline was dumping into Lance’s bloodstream as he went into full panic mode. “What hurts? What’s wrong? Keith!” But Keith stopped responding, his breathing sounding wheezy and shallow.

“Shit,” Lance muttered, clutching Keith close to his chest. “Shit shit shit!”

His phone was five feet away. He should call 911. But who knows how long an ambulance would take and the hospital was five minutes away, he could get there faster on his own--

Lance had grabbed his phone and hoisted Keith into his arms before he realized it. And shit, Keith was heavy, making Lance stumble and lean against a wall more than once as he made it out of his apartment and to his car, where he dropped Keith on the back seat.

He’d never driven so aggressively in his life.

Lance screeched to a halt outside the ER doors, and barely managed to put his car in park. He opened the back door and pulled Keith out, hooking one of Keiths’ arms around his neck and half-carrying him inside.

“Hey,” he called out. “Hey, I need some help here--”

At his side, Keith made a choking sound, then curled in on himself and vomited.

The whole world became too fast and too slow. Several nurses ran up to them, pulling Keith away. A clattering gurney was brought out. As Keith’s limp body was hoisted on to it, Lance barely registered someone talking to him, asking him what happened.

“I don’t know,” Lance’s throat was closing. “I don’t know, he was fine two hours ago--”

More questions, but Lance couldn’t hear them. All he could focus on was Keith, unconscious on a hospital stretcher, disappearing down a hallway as nurses ran beside him.

TO BE CONTINUED!!

(don’t worry guys, Keith is gonna be fine!! But Lance doesn’t know that OvO)

#klance #youtuber AU

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sassysweetcollegegirls · 6 years ago

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It Just Sucks Okay?

Klance fic based on Comic by @ladels-artpot http://sassysweetcollegegirls.tumblr.com/post/184167470333/ladels-artpot-it-really-really-sucks-wouldhttp://sassysweetcollegegirls.tumblr.com/post/184167470333/ladels-artpot-it-really-really-sucks-would

( My darling I apoligize I am staying true to your dialog but I cannot let it end there with my poor muffin being crushed).

Keith was tired and his body ached he had been going harder than normal and it was starting to catch up with him despite his years with the blades. So when he wearily stumbled out of the deck and into the main hall into Shiro sight he had dark circles and looked like he hadn’t slept.

The truth was Keith hadn’t. He’d been so busy feeling crushed and trying to make his body feel that pain instead of his heart that he’d stopped sleeping. This was day four no sleep and just a breakfast bar he’d begged Kosmo to bring him. Because he didn’t wanna go into the dining hall and see him. He didn’t wanna see the way his blue eyes sparkled and how big he smiled as he gripped her fingers under the table or made her giggle and flip her hair.

Keith couldn’t do it. He couldn’t. He’d save countless planets and fly across the galaxy. But he couldn’t bear the pain in his chest when he saw Lance so happy... so in love with her.

It wasn’t her fault and Keith knew that. He didn’t hate her it was the opposite. He envied the very ground she walked because she was someone lance wanted. He wished a 1000 times a day Lance would talk to him softly like he did her or just say he cared but it was never the case.

Keith thought he could be sneaky but Shiro’s dad instinct kicked in and the warmth of Shiro’s hand met Keith’s sweaty shoulder.

“Hey what’s up with you and Lance?” There is was the effortlessness of Shiro’s question stung so much more. Keith bit his lip clenching his fist and kept himself turned away. He wanted to hide things,” You’ve been avoiding him... I just wanna know if your okay?”

OKAY?

Keith wasn’t okay he was walking on his edge every day. His emotions were all messed up in a boy who was in love with a girl more beautiful than sunshine. Who the hell was Keith to even just be. That was his whole story. He was an Okay friend, and Okay student. The only thing he’d ever done well was fly and maybe save the universe a time or two.

Lance was.... Lance was sunshine and the smell of rain water. Lance was the one thing in Keith’s life that was always constantly the same. He never stopped making fun of Keith’s mullet or challenging him to races down the hallways. Offering him the last part of monkey bread when Keith would eye it hungrily at gatherings at home on earth. He challenged Keith. He pushed Keith and when he wasn’t around to give a smile or a fist bump when a mission went well. He was the one brave enough to get Keith up and come to him when the missions had failed.

Keith bit his lip harder, “ I just...” He sighed it was hefty and weighty and filled with pain from his aching muscles. “ You know Lance is important to me.” Here it was the ultimate betrayal; it started with a sniffle. “ He means so much.... He means the world to me....” then the little warm droplets of tears started falling and his fingers shook unsteadily as he reached up to wipe them away.

“A-” Keith had to take a minute and breath because he felt a sob building a way up his throat and he needed to speak clearly. He needed to express. He needed to let go because the pain was eating him. “And it just hurts. It...IT REALLY SUCKS SEEING HIM WITH ALLURA.” Keith Shouted and then the real waterworks started. He hunched forward for a moment and held his hand over his mouth and just let the sobs overtake him. Everything hurt. His fingers, his chest, his head, he tried breathing and finally he stood and wiped his nose on his gloved fingers,” God this is so stupid...” “BUT IT’S FINE!!! It’s fine.” He waved his arms the tears falling heavily he couldn’t even see Shiro at this point anymore. He was just letting go and all he could do was feel and that ache in his chest was wide open now it was all over his body. “ If he’s happy, I’m happy right?” and the tears just continued and all Keith could do was bite his lip and wrap his arms around his middle and hold himself together and breath. Shiro is shocked because Keith hasn’t had this kind of reponse for a long time but the only thing he wants to do is wrap the younger Paladin in his arms so he does. He pulls him gently into his chest and Keith sobs wrapping his arms around Shiro’s waste as Shiro goes,” Hey, Hey shh. SHHH.” Tucking Keiths head just under his chin and looking at the wall in front of him where Lance is standing.

His eyes narrow in on Lance knowing he heard the whole explosion. As Keith continues to sob in his chest every pain,” Keith when did you sleep last?”

“ Four days ago...” Keith wails softly hiccuping and Shiro sighs.

“No wonder your crying so much... Come on buddy... I have hippo shoved in a box I bet he’s got a cure for this. “ Shiro sooths guiding Keith away making sure that he doesn’t see Lance along the wall and he leads Keith away leaving Lance to deal with a hall filled with the echos of the destruction he caused.

#klangst #klance #takashi shirogane #voltron lance #voltron keith #PINNING KEITH #hurt keith #comforting #brothers #fanfic #voltron

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writinginstardust · 6 years ago

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Pining For A Prince | Part 1

Pairing: Keith x Lance

Warnings: little bit of language

A/N: So I saw this adorable Disneyland AU by @caelestee a couple of weeks ago and was obsessed with the idea of this AU so I decided I needed to write it. It’s the first Klance thing I’ve ever written but it’s also one of my favourite things I’ve ever written so 🤷‍♀️ It’s primarily Klance but there’s some background Romellura, Hunay and Adashi too. I don’t know how long this is going to end up being and how long it’s going to take to update every time but it will be finished eventually so I hope you stick with it if you enjoy it!

Word Count: 2663

Keith wiped the excess sweat from his brow as the little girl and her family walked away. He was boiling alive in the early-afternoon Californian sun but seeing the smiles he put on the faces of the little kids who came up to him made it all worth it. Contrary to popular belief, Keith actually wasn't as shy or brooding as most people assumed, he just naturally gave off a loner vibe in everyday life. He was great with kids and he loved being able to make others smile, his job at disneyland was a dream.

A soft gasp met his ears and he turned towards the sound, finding a young girl with bright red hair tugging on her mother's arm not far away.

“Mummy! Mummy! It's Prince Eric, I have to meet him!”

“Okay darling, go ahead.” The girl squealed with delight and ran towards him as her mother followed at a more leisurely pace.

“Ariel! Could it be? I've been looking everywhere for you!” Keith expertly feigned his character's surprise and joy at seeing ‘his princess’, his reaction making her giggle, the sound purer than anything he'd ever heard.

“Noo-o-ooo-oo,” her laughter broke up the drawn-out sound into more syllables than it should have been as she shook her head, “I'm not Ariel, she's my favourite princess though!” Keith gave her a thoughtful look as he crouched down to her level.

“Are you sure? You look just like her!” The girl giggled and blushed some more. “If you're really not Ariel then what's your name little princess?”

“Esme, but I'm not a princess, Prince Eric.”

“Esme, huh? Well that's kind of a pretty name. Princess Esme, it's an honour to meet you.” He stood and gave her a little bow before crouching down to talk to her again. After a few minutes she was ready to move on.

“Can I get picture please?” She asked before leaving.

“Of course princess!”

The girl's mother took out her phone and Keith posed with the girl for a couple of photos before also signing her autograph book. He promised to tell Ariel all about her before she met her later and the girl walked away with a grin wide enough to split her own face in two.

“Well who knew Mr brooding could be so charming? I may just swoon.” The teasing voice of Matt, or as he was known to park guests - Peter Pan, came from right behind him and he almost jumped out of his skin. He looked around quickly, seeing that the immediate area was mostly clear.

“Jesus, Matt! Warn a guy next time.”

“I'd say sorry if I was.”

“I appreciate that. And obviously I can be charming, I had to be to get the job. It remains a mystery how a menace like you managed to get cast though.” He smirked at his friend who just shrugged and grinned back as they both headed towards a cast member-only area for a break.

“Why do you think I got Peter Pan?”

“How's it going with your sister as your new Tink?”

“She's doing good so far, definitely has the mischievous persona down, and she's warming up to all the meeting and greeting.”

“That's good to hear. Honestly I was surprised when she told us the news, I always thought she hated kids.”

“She doesn't really, she's not a fan of the idea of having them but she's pretty good with them when she tries.” Matt shrugged and grabbed a bottle of water, downing the whole thing before reaching for another as Keith did the same. He almost choked on it a second later as a voice he'd recognise anywhere reached him.

“Keith! Matt! What's up guys?” Lance. Neither he nor Matt could reply immediately, Keith too busy choking and Matt laughing at him. “You okay buddy?” Lance came over to him and clapped a hand between his shoulders in an attempt to help.

“Yeah...I'm good.” He managed to splutter out and Matt finally managed to stop laughing.

“Great. Well, I've gotta get back out there, Allura's waiting on me. I'll see you both before the parade!” Lance disappeared almost as quickly as he'd arrived and Keith was left staring at the space he'd occupied just moments ago. His brain struggled to catch up with the swiftness of the interaction as it continued to fixate on where Lance's hand had rested on his back.

“If you don't stop with the dewy-eyed schoolgirl look in the next five seconds I'm telling everyone about your crush on Lance.” Matt threatened after spending a good 30 seconds waiting for Keith to snap out of it. The threat had the desired effect and Keith whipped his head round with a glare so quickly he almost gave himself whiplash.

“I will kill you if you even think about it, Holt.”

“I'd like to see you try.” It was an empty challenge, they both knew Keith would easily beat Matt in a fight but they also knew Keith would never hurt a friend. “But seriously, you should ask him out anyway.”

“Not unless you stop making heart eyes at the girl from the gift shop and actually talk to her.”

“Hey! I'll make a move eventually.”

“We all know that's not true, Matt.” A new voice joined their conversation.

“Shut up Shiro, you don't get to judge when it took you 3 years to ask Adam on a date.”

“Touché. You're still hopeless though.” He grinned as Matt scowled and Keith gave him a high five, glad to have someone on his side.

“Not as hopeless as your brother - the Prince of pining.”

“True, it must run in the family.” Keith shot his brother a betrayed look.

“Et tu, Brute?”

“Keith, you've had this crush on Lance since your sophomore year and you barely ever even talk to the guy, you brought the teasing on yourself.”

“Don't you have work to be doing?” Keith's voice was almost a growl, siblings really were the worst sometimes.

“Nope, I'm on a break. I've got a full 20 minutes to irritate my little brother.” He grinned the kind of grin which strikes pure fear into the heart of a younger sibling for it promises the kind of mischief and evil only an older sibling has the power to rain down on them. Keith, all too aware of the depths to which he and Shiro would go, wisely decided to make a swift exit at the sight of it. Yeah, he still had about 10 minutes of his break left but he decided just to take some extra time before the parade. No way was he going to suffer through Shiro's teasing if there was another choice.

“Well in that case I'm going back out. See you later guys.”

“Later Keith!” Matt called after him as he practically jogged away.

“You can't escape this forever Keith! I'm going to tease the shit out of you back home!” Shiro's not-quite-farewell earned him the middle finger from Keith and his answering laugh seemed to follow Keith even after he was well out of earshot. Brothers really were hell.

An hour after his brief encounter with Keith, Lance's hand was still tingling as if some of Keith's very essence still clung to it and the constant reminder was only prolonging his internal freak out. He spun Allura with practiced grace as they performed together for a small crowd in New Orleans Square but even the feeling of her hand in his couldn't rid him of the memory of how it had felt to touch Keith.

Finally their dance came to an end and Lance spent a few minutes talking to the kids and taking photos alongside Allura before they headed off to get ready for the afternoon parade. He couldn't keep the grin off his face or the spring from his step as they walked over to where the rest of the cast members gathered, so excited to get to see Keith again. However briefly that may be. The boy was beautiful, Lance was unafraid the admit that, especially in his Prince get-up, and even just a glimpse of his smile could make Lance's heartbeat go wild.

It was difficult to pinpoint exactly when he'd started developing a crush, certainly it was back in high school sometime. Back when Keith had been little more than a brooding shadow at the back of his classes, an enigma that Lance had spent far too much time trying to figure out instead of focusing on his studies. Knowing it was hopeless though, he'd buried that crush deep down for a long time and moved on, that was, until they'd both gotten cast as princes at Disneyland and Lance had found himself falling all over again.

It had been a shock, if he was honest, that not only had Keith auditioned (Keith! brooding, slightly menacing Keith wanted a job at Disneyland!), but he'd actually got the job. Knowing what the job entailed meant re-evaluating everything he'd thought he knew about Keith and, with this new perspective on the guy, Lance knew he was screwed. And that was before he'd seen him in costume!

“Someone's excited to see his Prince Charming it seems.” Allura's smirk was clear in her voice and Lance didn't even bother to turn his head to see it.

“He's Prince Eric, not Prince Charming. Wrong movie Allura.” He replied without thinking and it took a few seconds for him to realise his mistake. “Shit.”

He could feel the triumph radiating from the girl beside him and wanted nothing more than for the ground to swallow him up right there. Allura loved nothing more than to tease him and he'd just handed her all the ammunition she needed to make his life hell for at least a couple of months.

“Oh my god! You finally admitted it Lance! I finally got you!” She bounced along beside him and clapped gleefully. “Oh this is perfect!”

“Allura, I swear if you breathe a word to anyone else I will stop helping you with Romelle.” He didn't particularly like having to use that threat, he wanted Allura and Romelle to get together as much as anyone, but desperate times call for desperate measures. She pouted at that but agreed.

“Fine, I won't say anything but nothing you can do is going to stop the teasing. And I am sooo helping you get him, it's now my mission in life.”

“You're a nightmare.” He rolled his eyes and sighed in exasperation but his voice was fond.

“Yep, but that's why you love me...almost as much as you love Keith.” She grinned and ran ahead to join the rest of their friends before Lance had a chance to retaliate and he sighed once again before walking over at a more leisurely pace.

“Lance!” Matt and Pidge yelled in sync, identical mischievous smiles on both their faces as they waved him over. He didn't trust those smiles one bit.

“Hey guys, how's it going?” He asked, somehow managing to keep his suspicion out of his voice and off his face.

“Oh same as ever, just now with the added entertainment from my darling sister.” Matt pulled said sister into a side hug which looked to be crushing the smaller girl.

“Fuck off Matt.”

“Language Pidgey! This is Disney, no swearing allowed!” Lance gave her the disappointed parent look and she narrowed her eyes at him.

“You can fuck off as well.” The two boys just sighed.

“You really are a delight to be around you know?”

“I try.” Her smile was falsely sweet as she batted her eyelashes before something behind Lance caught her eye. He watched with growing dread as that smile turned downright wicked and spun around to see what caused it. His stomach dropped as he saw Keith and Ezor a few feet away, deep in conversation, whatever Pidge had in mind was not going to end well for him.

“Keith! Dude come over here!” Keith looked over at the shout and Lance saw his face twisting with some sort of emotion he couldn't decipher as he saw the three of them. Ezor, however, looked knowingly between them and smirked before dragging over a reluctant Keith.

“Fancy seeing you here,” She said by way of greeting, still with that oddly knowing look.

“Considering it's their job as well as ours, that shouldn't be so surprising.” Keith helpfully pointed out.

“You're no fun.”

“Leave him alone, it's not his fault he's intrinsically grumpy.” Pidge finally managed to extract herself from Matt's hug in time to properly tease Keith.

“I hate all of you.”

“Liar.”

“Pidge, if you called me over just to be mean then I'm going. Maybe the princesses will be better company.” Lance felt himself wilt slightly at the prospect of Keith going, the break before the parade was one of the few times in the day he had a chance to have a proper conversation with him. Even when he could hardly manage to say a word, he could at least be in his presence and sometimes that was enough.

“Y'know, I expect they would be. YO ALLURA!” The heads of all the girls whipped around at the yell. “Bring your princess troupe over here, these guys are boring.”

“Coming!” She, Nadia, Romelle, Shay, and Nyma came to join them though the rest of the princesses elected not to, they'd never really gotten comfortable in this particular group of friends.

“What's up?” Nadia greeted them and Lance zoned out the conversation for a bit. Keith had shuffled closer to him to make room for the girls and he became uncomfortably aware of the heat radiating from him even through the heat of the day. He spent most of the next 10 minutes sneaking glances at Keith whenever there was no attention on him. He couldn't help it, whenever he was around him his gaze was drawn to the boy like a magnet and he was long passed trying to resist the pull.

“Alright, 5 minutes to show time, everyone in place!” Coran interrupted both Lance’s thoughts and the group’s conversation, all of them heading off to their respective floats. He chanced one last glance at Keith, only to find him already looking at him. Cheeks heating alarmingly, Lance whipped his head back round and boarded his float where Allura was waiting, a falsely innocent smile on her face as she pointedly didn’t look at him. It was a deliberate tactic to irritate him into talking to her and letting her tease him. He knew this but he still asked anyway.

“What’s that smile for.”

“Oh nothing, just planning you and Keith’s wedding, it’s going to be beautiful, a private beach ceremony at sunset, fireworks later, fairy lights everywhere, you two sneaking off to dance and kiss on the beach and under the stars during the reception. Shiro will be Keith’s best man, Hunk yours, your niece will be the cutest flower girl ever and Pidge, Romelle, Veronica and I can be your bridesmaids. You can do the bouquet throw and we'll all let Shay catch it and Hunk will be all flustered as it gives him the courage to finally propose to her. Everyone will be happy crying and we'll all eat too much and drink too much and we'll have the biggest party ever. No one will ever want it to end. It will be even better than Shiro and Adam’s.”

“Shiro hasn’t even proposed yet.”

“I know, but I have their wedding planned already as well. Yours will be better though.”

“I’m not marrying Keith, Allura, it’s just a crush. An unrequited one at that.”

“Sure it-” before she could finish their float started moving and they had to quickly get into character. It was hard for Lance to concentrate with Allura’s teases circling around his brain. He had to admit, she had planned his perfect wedding. Right down to his perfect groom.

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papersynth · 6 years ago

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The Feud breakdown theory

TLDR: Its basically one big Klance-centric episode, this whole theory’s probably a reach but its nice lol. Reposted from my twitter. More under the cut!

Lets start off this thread by pointing out one of the glaring things that immediately hit me once I started watching this episode when it aired: the title sequence. I'm not particularly old but my parents have always loved gameshows and reality television.

They would watch it in the living room and so one of the things that stuck out to me the most was how the logo for Garfle Warfle Snick is visually similar to "The Dating Game" which was a 60's TV show centered around a bachelorette picking out a guy to take out on a date.

Even the dang flowers.....

It was at this moment I thought "well, after being basically deprived of any Klance scenes for 3 seasons, you'd think S7 would bring you some of that and boy oh boy I've been fed so well. I think its strange for them to visually replicate a DATING GAMESHOW logo. We know for a fact that they were going for a family feud esque style, so why didn't they just replicate the Family feud logo instead? The vibe of the entire episode would change because it'll be a glaring reference.

Going back to Kaplan's tweet about how things aren't what they seem, the Feud really, like, obviously lets you know, that things really aren't what they seem. The story shifts in focus and tone and so do the characters.

My theory is that this episode foreshadows events to come that even the paladins never knew were even challenges themselves.

I believe this sort of aids the Klance fight theory (graciously written by Ca HERE) because that altean colony which they believe was a win for them to discover, could possibly be their next challenge (their garfle, becomes a warfle)

We also know that it isn't new for Voltron to use the "it was an altean all along!" as shock value for their enemies but at this point, I think Allura's starting to learn that her race is equally capable of evil.

This adds to the idea that during the 3 year gap, there's a possibility that the altean colony and Haggar/Galra have been working together to develop new technology (Hunk: I've never seen the Galra use weapons like these before) because clearly it isn’t the olkari helping them.

Time for my biggest reach yet, how the fuck is that a chopstick lance. You can recognise a mullet for a hundred feet away but you can't recognise a sword at point blank. Strange considering Keith drew out the sword pretty quickly, so there's no way Lance saw chopsticks.

NOTHING in this image screams chopsticks. I even went and printed out this god forsaken screencap and tilted it to see if it looked like chopsticks from a far angle and nope, still looks like a blade. This one's a reach but, chopsticks are insinuate a "yin-yang" dynamic.

Chopsticks is a strange pick because it doesn't LOOK anything like a chopstick. It would have made more sense to call it a shovel, paper fan, knife, surfboard etc. Go off. Chopsticks have always been used as a pair, one cannot exist without the other, which brings me to voltron's wings. I like the idea of Voltron being similar to Darling in the Franxx because of their mecha designs kinda taking reference from Evangelion. This is a reach definitely, but its cute whatever, eat this up. There's a mythical bird called "Jian" and it only has one wing.

The bird can only exist with another of its kind, where together, they can fly and soar. Wings and duality are symbols that have ALWAYS gone hand in hand, simply because there are two. Chopsticks being Lance's stupid fucking word choice is so damn specific its hurting me.

HERE'S ANOTHER REACH Y'ALL, the reason why chopsticks are thicker and circular at the top but thinner and squared at the bottom is because they represent the heaven and the earth. WHERE'D THEY COME FROM Y'ALL. WHERE DID THE PALADINS GO? UH? BACK TO EARTH YEA?

And once again, Keith draws this one very quickly so it does show that Lance can make a good guess immediately. I can see why he would say Dog here. SO WHY COULDN'T YOU SEE A BLADE AT FIRST LANCE? EXPLAIN YOURSELF. MOVING ON FROM THE DAMN DRAWING GAME.

I think these two screenshots speak for themselves. Earlier this morning I wrote a theory about how the Klance dynamic is all over the place because Lance has grown as a person in his absence and he's confused as to how he's supposed to behave towards "new keith".

He takes a jab at Keith throughout the start of this whole episode

"Not my fault keith can't draw!"

"I'm not a mind reader!"

So once again, its the usual bickering coming from Lance, but we see that shift later in the episode, I'll get to that later.

The next game with bii boh bi. Funny to me how the game's called "The Garflator" when we've already established that "Garfle" means to "win". The monster isn't the Garflator as they've misleaded, its the tank.

If you don't believe me, here's the subtitles literally calling the monster the "Warflator". Strange isn't it? You miss these things when you watch it the first time. Bob wasn't joking when Warfle and Garfle were interchangeable.

I don't really want to analyse how Bii Boh Bi acts throughout the whole segment mainly because I think that's reaching a little too far, and it was likely comedic the entire time, but I can't help but notice that his tone throughout suggests a "fill in the blanks" situation.

My theory is that this situation foreshadows the possibility that someone will help Lance fill in the blanks, and guess what the answer is in the GARFLator. He might even really be running out of time so again, stick it out till the last episode of S8.

Bonus: Seems like its pretty nice isn't it. Our crops are watered and his skin is cleared. Joking of course, but overall the whole Garflator/Warflator situation keeps getting mixed up together that's why I think this theory's reaching but I digress.

Time for the scene that made all of us Klancers scream into the depths of hell. We all already know that they didn't have to vote for each other if it was meaningless, but after seeing the recent surplus of Lance being hurt by Keith leaving, I've got a solid theory.

Lets look at the scene first, mainly at Hunk and Pidge's faces. We know Hunk is emotionally observant while Pidge behaves logically, so I think when we're speaking logically: Lance picking Keith seems HIGHLY illogical to pidge.

Lance "hates" Keith. Why pick him to survive? THE MATH DOESN'T ADD UP. On the other hand, Hunk's facial expression here seems more....worried? Not confused. There's been substantial evidence that Lance was hurt by Keith leaving, and if he spoke to anyone about it, it'd be hunk.

I think Pidge is surprised to hear these things come out of Lance's mouth and seeing Keith pick him. Remember when they all picked someone to help Lance? The braniest of the team? I think honestly Pidge might be the first to pick up on their possible affections towards each other.

This sort of parallels the earlier scene where Lance was the last one to figure out Pidge was a girl, but maybe that's reaching a little too hard (Curse these short arms!)

Earlier this morning I wrote a thread about how Lance picking Keith to leave here is probably the nail in the coffin that he deeply cares about Keith. Remember, this situation would probably be the third time that Keith has left Lance.

Read the linked thread, I won't reiterate it here but basically Lance grows in Keith's absence, stepping up when he needs to, but its not really what he wants. Losing Keith again might be devastating, but that only heightens why this scene is so affectionate. He makes this choice himself.

He calls Keith the future because he has faith in his skills (he's our leader) and him as a person (plus he's half galra). That Keith HAS a future. This is SIGNIFICANT because the only other person that has said that they have faith in Keith, was Shiro.

Shiro is VALUABLE to Keith, he's the most important person in his life. Having people believe in him has always been difficult and I think where Lance says (although cryptically) that he believes in Keith, is really where their new dynamic takes off.

THAT's why Keith behaves somewhat coldly in S7, because its never gonna be easy for him to suddenly accept a new person in his life. He’s not sure how he should react to another person caring for him. Both of them know their dynamic isn't what it used to be, they can't joke and jab anymore. We're back to square one, but its different this time.

One last thing about this episode (that isn't Klance related) is Luxia's kingdom, just a fun quick thought that maybe the Baku might be back, i mean he never really was defeated, just trapped. ;)

Uhhh that's it! Can't think of anything else haha. Thanks for the wild ride friends, I hope these feed your optimism for today~ Again, they're all just theories but I hope S8 is a good experience for everyone! Have a great day :)

One last thing: I would love it if Klance happens and the theories prove true, and if it doesn't its okay! Sure I'll be disappointed, but its fine if I'm wrong about a fictional TV show lol.

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fandomseverywhereassemble · 6 years ago

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Hi! What about 'Traumatic touch aversion' for Klance from the show Voltron for your Bingo? It would be nice if the team didn't know about it and Keith was the one to accidentaly trigger a response from Lance. Have a lovely day :)

Anonymous asked: I would love to see you write Lance with Touch Aversion (O5). Thank you!

Anonymous asked: Hey darling, could you do Traumatic Touch aversion?

So, I really wanted this to be my thank you for 100 followers, but as you can see, that didn’t happen. Then I really wanted this to be Lance’s birthday present, but as you can see, that also didn’t happen. So happy belated birthday to Lance, and thank you all for 100 followers!

Also, sorry if this isn’t what you wanted or had in mind for Traumatic Touch Aversion, it’s more PTSD, but I really hope y’all like it!

Light peeked into his cell. The first light he had seen in what seemed like forever. It pierced his eyes and had him curling in on himself instinctively.

“Oh, Lance.” A soft voice spoke above him. He knew that voice, didn’t he? He tried to open his eyes only to shrink back immediately after. Were those eyes purple? Dry, calloused hands reached for him and grabbed his biceps to pull him up.

He curled in even further on himself and a small whimper escaped him.

“Shit. Hey, I found him, but I’m going to need some help getting him out of here.” There was a pause, “It’s bad.”

More hands grabbed his arms and and they weren’t familiar hands. The purple hands gripped his arms and pulled him forward into another room where they would do who knows what to him again. He didn’t want to go back in, couldn’t go back in. He-

“Don’t worry, Lance. We’ve got you.” Who’s got him? They have him. They have always had him. Hands grip him around his chest, and he’s back on the table. He feels the strips of leather constricting his breathing. He can’t move. He can’t breathe. He can’t-

He’s being carried. Carried to the room. They’re going to- “Lance, stop moving. I don’t want to drop you before we can get you into a healing pod.” The voice was warm and inviting and familiar, but Lance couldn’t help but wince away from it. They’re not here to help him. They’re taking him to the room again. He won’t be able to move. He won’t be able to breathe. They’re going to stick him full of needles and drugs again and-

He risked cracking his eyelids open briefly and was almost instantly blinded by the sheer amount of light that flooded his pupils. He forced them to stay open though. There was bright white light. He wasn’t on his way to the room. He couldn’t be on his way to the room.

He was placed in a healing pod, and his eyes managed to follow the people that had placed him there. They were looking at him, concern on their faces and in their expressions. It was familiar, almost too familiar almost like there they were, watching him for any reaction. He was just some experiment for them. How would this drug interact with human anatomy? How much could we get him to scream this time?

He closed his eyes, but sleep offered no respite from the nightmares.

When he finally woke, the room was dark. He caught himself before he could stumble to the ground and he sighed at the almost foreign sensation of walking and holding himself up with his own two feet. He needed to use the side of a table to keep himself up, but he was standing. On his own.

“Lance?” A voice called from the darkness. He started and turned towards the voice.

His blood ran cold when he saw the mound in the corner. From the middle of it shone two eyes that reflected yellow light straight through the darkness and shot fear right through his heart.

They’re here, they’re here, they’re here, theyreheretheyreheretheyrehere.

“We weren’t expecting you to come out for another day or two.” The mound rose and so did the fear in Lance’s chest. I’m not free, not free, not free. I can never be free, they’ll follow me everywhere, and they’ll always come back for me. I’ll never escape. I’ll never be free. Never be free, never be free, never be free.

“Are you okay, Lance?” The mound seemed to slide away and reveal a vaguely human shape. It was like the mass of a monster just melted away to reveal the inky black skeleton underneath. The fear continued to rise.

The skeleton moved towards him, and Lance tried to move away, but his feet were rooted to the floor. His muscles were locked in place. A Galran soldier standing at the end of the table, looking down at him. He was strapped to the table, cold metal under him, sapping the warmth from his body unforgivingly. He was so gaunt, he looked like a skeleton.

His vision flashed between the two images until they almost blended into one. One figure, one enemy, one fear.

The lights flipped on, and suddenly Lance could move again. He could breathe again. The mound that had melted off of the Galran monster -not a monster, Keith- was nothing more than a pile of blankets that had fallen from his shoulders when he woke up.

Tension dissolved from his body. Keith was fine. He knew Keith. There was no way that Keith would hurt him.

“Lance, I asked if you were okay. Is there anything I can get you?” Keith asked, “I can go and get the others if you want.”

The blue paladin shook his head, he didn’t trust his vocal cords after all they did was scream. The red paladin looked worriedly at him before picking up a small plate and glass of water from beside where he had been sleeping.

“We didn’t think you were going to wake up this soon, but I couldn’t eat earlier, so you can have it.” He slid the plate on the surface of the table so that it came to a stop right in front of Lance’s hand. He smiled slightly at it. “Are you impressed? I’ve been practicing for the day when we get back to Earth, and I can be one of those bartenders you see in movies.”

Lance quirked an eyebrow at him before looking down at the food. It was just the normal green food goo that they had as a team, there was nothing special about it, but he heard his stomach rumble nevertheless.

Cautiously he raised a bite to his lips, already tasting the spoiled food, half decomposed. Who knew what it was? Was is vegetation or past prisoners? Maggots crawled through his grimy fingers, the only utensils he was allowed-

The fork fell to the plate with a loud clatter. Despite nothing being in his stomach, Lance felt contractions as if he were going to throw up everything in his gut. Bile rose in the back of his throat and keep it down, keep it down, keep it down, you don’t know when the next time you’ll get to eat is-

Lance shook his head clear of the images of decomposing food and lifted the forkful to his mouth again. He forced his lips closed around it and slimy, greasy, rotten it tasted like normal. Like the first months that he had been in the Castle. He couldn’t help the tears falling down his face. It tasted like home.

“Are you okay?” Keith asked. He was biting his bottom lip, and his eyebrows were furrowed together in concern. He reached up a hand to wipe Lance’s tears away and Soldiers taking swings. One, two, one, two, one, two. Impacts throwing his head into the wall behind him. Hands holding his head up to look at their handiwork right before-

Lance didn’t think he could move as fast as he could in his condition, but he did. He was away from the soldiers, the enemy, the people who would hurt Keith.

But he was also away from the table, and his legs gave out beneath him. The red paladin reached out to steady him hands grabbed at his arms, pulling him roughly to his feet. Raucous laughter surrounded him as his head was thrust underwater again. He’s the blue paladin, why is he drowning?

Keith a soldier kneels in front of him, worry hatred on his face and Lance flinches back. Hands touch his shoulder where fire explodes across his skin. The brand fresh from the hearth hissing angrily as it burns through layers of skin. Sweat breaks out on his skin, and he screams. He had never felt pain this intense before, and he felt a hot poker on his other shoulder where Keith was shaking him awake, back to reality.

But he was being held up again, the cold was almost too much for him as he shivered in the Galran’s grasp. His nose was dripping considerably, and his teeth chattered against each other. He couldn’t speak, even if he wanted to.

“Lance, look at me, please,” Keith begged, his hands gripping the sides of his face gently painfully. He couldn’t move anything but his eyes which flitted around the room looking for something anything that wasn’t just a shadow in the dark. Glints of silver caught his eye, but not for long. Then they were getting closer and closer to his eyes. “Look at me and hold still, otherwise this is going to hurt.”

But this is Keith. Keith and his violet Galra eyes which would never always hurt him. ”Look at me.”

“Please, Lance.”

Lance closed his eyes.

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it-has-the-gay-fanfiction · 6 years ago

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A Crack in the Mirror, a Bloodstain on the Bed

{As promised here is the second part of the Klance Vampire Au. I’m sorry it’s been so long, but it’s been super crazy with finals, starting a new job, Christmas, and dealing with my depression and anxiety. I’m finally feeling motivated so I’m trying to get as much written as I can before my motivation dies. I hope you enjoy!}

[Also, feel free to send me any ideas you guys have for this series. If you have anything you want to see in this series, let me know!}

[Warning: Explicit Language]

Keith gnawed his lip as he left their apartment. This should have never happened, he should have never let himself get this bad. He needed to call Shiro. Shiro would know how to calm him down. He pulled out his phone and dialed Shiro’s number with shaking hands as he walked down the stairs of the apartment building.

It took a few rings before Shiro finally picked up. “Hey, kiddo. Kind of late to be calling isn’t it?”

Keith choked down a panicked sob, “Sh-iro… I f-fucked up.” He burst out of the doors of the apartment building and headed towards the woods.

“Keith, what happened.” Shiro sounded concerned and with good reason, too. In the decades that he had known Keith, he had only once heard the normally stoic teen break down like this.

“I-I… Lance… he…” Keith sucked in a huge stuttering breath and collapsed against a tree a short way into the woods. “I w-was so…. I hadn’t fed in too long…” He heard Shiro’s small gasp of air and it only made him feel worse.

“Is Lance… Is he,” Shiro paused to try to think of a delicate way to say this, but when he came up empty he continued on, “Is Lance dead, Keith?”

Keith laughed wetly without humor. “No, it’s worse. I almost killed him… I had no choice but to turn him. It was that or watch the man I love die because of something I did to him.” He banged his head back against the tree and whined. “I love him so damn much Shiro and I did this to him. I… I was going to come clean and tell him everything. I was going to ease him into the fact that I’m a blood-sucking monster. It was never my intention to turn him… I never wanted this half-life for him.”

“Calm down, Keith,” Shiro said in a calm, soothing voice. “I need you to tell me where you are so I can come help you, okay?”

Keith let out a stuttering breath and looked around, “I’m… the woods behind our apartment.” He curled in on himself and looked down at his hand, his face twisting up in a snarl of disgust at the sight of the two healing puncture wounds on his wrist.

“Don’t move, I’ll be there in ten minutes, okay Keith?” Keith could hear rustling on Shiro’s side of the call and assumed he was getting everything ready to help control a newly turned vampire.

“Okay…” Keith sniffled and wiped his eyes. “Bring a couple blood bags for me too. I feel like I’m going to be sick.” The brunt of what he had done was really starting to hit him and he wanted the taste of Lance’s blood out of his mouth. Why would you want that? He tasted so good, that’s why you couldn’t stop, you monster. Keith shuddered and tried to block out the darker thoughts whispering through his mind.

“Ten minutes and I’ll be there, kiddo.” Shiro’s soft, sympathetic voice sounded in Keith’s ear, drawing him out of his darker thoughts. Keith hummed but didn’t answer farther than that, afraid that if he opened his mouth he really would start throwing up.

Crunching leaves alerted Keith to the fact that someone was approaching. He lifted his head from his knees and watched Shiro walk closer to him. “How are you holding up bud?” Shiro asked quietly and crouched down in front of him.

Keith shrugged one shoulder, “Does it matter how I feel? I basically killed my boyfriend tonight, so maybe Lance is the one you should be asking.”

“Keith,” Shiro said sharply and shoved a blood bag into Keith’s hand, “drink this and calm down, okay? Lance will be fine.”

Keith sighed and bit down on the blood bag. He slurped the first few gulps down loudly until a glare from Shiro made him stop. “Sorry,” Keith said after he paused to take a breath. He needed to get the taste of Lance’s blood out of his mouth.

Shiro pinched the bridge of his nose. ��It’s fine, Keith. Just so you know, I’m sure Lance has already forgiven you. So stop moping and get off your ass so we can go take care of him and explain everything. If he wakes up and you aren’t there, he is going to worry and probably come out looking for you and neither of us wants that.”

Keith nodded and drained the rest of the blood bag before standing. “Yeah… I promised I would explain everything when he woke up.”

“Come on then, we don’t want to keep him waiting. I brought everything we should need.” Shiro patted Keith’s shoulder and steered him back towards the apartment building they could faintly see through the trees.

As soon as Keith opened the door to the apartment, he found himself with an armful of Lance. “You weren’t here when I woke up. I was worried… and I’m starving,” Lance said, all while staring Keith down with wide red eyes.

“I’m sorry, darlin’. I had to get some stuff for you.” Keith replied softly and set Lance back on his feet. “Well, I had Shiro bring me stuff.” Lance looked up at Shiro as if he had just realized that the other man was hovering just in the doorway. Lance’s eyes narrowed and he let out a low growl as he bared his teeth. “Woah woah woah, Lance, baby calm down.” Keith held tight to Lance’s hips to keep him in place. “Why is he growling at you like that, Shiro?” Keith asked and looked over his shoulder.

“I think it’s because I’m trespassing on your territory,” Shiro paused to sniff the air, “Well, the territory the two of you share. Lance is newly turned and dealing with all these new instincts that he has no experience with. His instincts are probably telling him to protect his mate and his home at all costs.” Shiro stepped back out of the door and Lance calmed down.

Lance shook his head and rubbed his temples, “That sounds like something a werewolf would do, not a vampire.” He jerked his head up suddenly, “Wait! Are there werewolves? Or-or other supernatural beings?”

“One thing at a time, Lance.” Keith snorted and ran his fingers through Lance’s hair to keep him calm so Shiro could come back into the apartment.

As he stepped into the apartment and shut the door, Shiro chuckled. “Yes I suppose that would sound kind of werewolf-esque, but out of all the supernatural creatures, wolves and vampires are the most similar. We both share the need to protect our territory and our loved ones. Both vampires and werewolves take mates, although werewolves mate for life. Vampires live for so long that it would be illogical for us to mate for life, but we do tend to run with the same vampires for decades. Not to say that it’s impossible for two vampires to stay together for hundreds of years, we just aren’t tied together in the same way that two wolves would be.”

“Very informative, Shiro,” Keith said in a deadpan voice.

“Shut up, it was interesting! There’s so much I don’t know and I want to know everything… after all, this is my life now… er- I guess afterlife?” Lance shrugged but kept his eyes averted. Keith winced and withdrew from Lance’s side. Lance made a questioning noise, but Keith just shook his head.

“Let’s...let’s go sit on the couch so Shiro and I can explain… you can eat while we explain.” Keith couldn’t bring himself to look at Lance. It was hitting him all over again. How could I do this to him? He walked over to the couch and sat down with a sigh. He felt Lance settle against his side a moment later.

“I do want you to explain everything I need to know, but Keith… there’s something I need you to know. I’m not mad at you and I don’t hate you for turning me. I am a little upset you didn’t tell me earlier about the whole bloodsucking thing, but you’re telling me now. Don’t beat yourself up about, babe. I still love you and I want to stay with you as long as you’ll have me.” Lance took one of Keith’s hands and laced their fingers together. Keith looked at their joined hands before lifting his head to meet Lance’s gaze.

Keith sagged a little and leaned into Lance’s side, “I want you to stay with me as long as you want. Like you said if I had to spend an eternity with someone, I’m glad it’s you.” He gave Lance a soft look and a gentle kiss to his knuckles. Lance blushed, causing Keith to chuckle fondly.

Shiro cleared his throat and the two jerked their heads up, having forgotten he was there. “Anyways, I believe Lance needs to eat and we need to do some explaining.” Shiro gave them a pointed look before handing a blood bag to Lance.

“Oh right…. Blood. Um, how do I..?” Lance looked down at the bag in his hands with a lost expression.

“Just bite into the bag. Your fangs will extend a little to pierce it on their own. I know you’re hungry, darling.” Keith said softly and pushed Lance’s hand to urge him to eat.

“R-right.” Lance gave the bag a dubious expression before he bit into it. Keith could see the moment that the blood hit Lance’s tongue. It tasted like everything good in the world. Like warm chocolate and late night conversations. He knew it was different for everyone, but he was glad Lance seemed to be enjoying it.

“Right. So down to business,” Shiro said after a few minutes of silence filled with the sound of Lance gulping the blood down greedily.

“Being a vampire is a little complicated. There’s not really much you should need to know to survive as a vampire, but at the same time, there is so much that you could know,” Keith started slowly, knowing that it was going to get kind of complicated. “We’re going to start with the basics of being a vampire and then later, maybe tomorrow when you’re rested and not in shock, we can go more into the history of vampires.”

Lance looked up and pulled away from the drained bag. “I want to know everything,” he gasped out and wiped his mouth. “Also, I don’t know whether or not I should be disgusted at the fact that I just sucked down that blood bag like a Capri Sun.”

Keith and Shiro looked at each other before looking back to Lance and bursting into subdued laughter. “No, Lance. You shouldn’t be disgusted by drinking blood. That’s one of the most important things to remember for your survival. You’ll need to drink blood pretty regularly or you might go feral. Most vampires have pretty good impulse control if they try, but as Keith demonstrated sometimes it is hard to control yourself.” Shiro said with a gentle smile on his face.

Keith looked sheepish as he continued with the conversation. “Yeah… but really vampires are just like humans aside from a few extra things.”

“What like the blood drinking,” Lance said dryly as he reached for another blood bag.

“That and a few other things. You still need to eat human food, but you won’t need to do that as often, maybe only once a day?” Keith looked over at Shiro for confirmation.

Shiro nodded, “It mostly depends on the vampire. Once you have more experience you’ll be able to tell the difference between hunger for human food and hunger for blood. Just be careful not to drink too much blood in one sitting though. It can make you sick, just like eating too much food would.”

“So is the garlic thing a myth? Because I love garlic knots so much and I don’t know how I would cope without them,” Lance cut in, his voice had a joking lilt to it, but his eyes were dead serious.

“You’ve seen me eat garlic, babe. The sun thing is also a myth too. You won’t burn up and die, at most you’ll just get a sunburn.” Keith smiled and rubbed his thumb in circles on Lance’s hip. He felt Lance relax under his touch and it made his heart soar.

“Another big thing you should know is that most vampires end up manifesting some sort of power,” Shiro said offhandedly.

Lance gasped and sat up, his red eyes —though not the burning red they were before— wide with excitement. “Powers? Do you guys have a power?” He was practically vibrating with excitement, so much so that Keith tightened his grip on Lance’s hip, afraid he would vibrate out of his seat.

“We both do, though Shiro’s is much more subtle than mine. That’s why I’ve rarely if ever used it here. I was afraid you would see.” Keith shrugged and held Lance a little closer.

“Can I see now?” Lance looked between the two of them, his face lit up with excitement. Keith could even see his fangs peeking out from behind his lips. Keith smiled warmly and nodded. He lifted his free hand and a brilliant flame burst to life in his palm.

“I can manipulate and create fire. It’s kind of flashy, but pretty useful.” Keith smiled and looked up from his flame to Lance.

“Oh wow.” Lance breathed out and inched closer to the flame before Keith put it out. “What can you do, Shiro?” He looked back up to the other man on their couch.

“I can create illusions. It’s a very useful power even if I don’t have to use it as much as I once did.” Shiro smiled. “I’ll show you some other time though. I don’t want to overwhelm you any more than you already are.”

Lance pouted but relented. Keith could tell by the expression on his boyfriend’s face that it was a little much. “Do you think I have a power?” He asked softly.

“We could always find out,” Keith smiled softly and brushed Lance’s hair out of his eyes. He was relieved to see the red starting to slowly bleed out of them. “But not now, okay darling? I want you to rest now. It’s been a long night and I know you must be exhausted.”

“I’m not ti-” Lance interrupted himself with a huge yawn, flashing his cute little fangs that had Keith’s insides squirming, “-red… okay maybe I am.” Lance finally relented at Keith’s stern look.

“I’ll come back tomorrow okay? I’ll give you a history lesson and we can see if you have or will manifest a power.” Shiro patted Lance on the shoulder as he stood. Lance nodded enthusiastically before yawning again.

“See you tomorrow, Shiro,” Keith said as he walked the other man to the door. He closed and locked the door behind Shiro before going back over to his boyfriend. “Bedtime, baby. You still need to sleep.” He gently picked Lance up off the couch and carried him back to their bedroom. He wasn’t exactly happy with the fact that he lost control and turned his boyfriend, but he also couldn’t find it in himself to be too upset with the fact either. After all, Keith had already given his life to Lance McClain. This just meant that they could spend decades together instead of just a few years.

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fandomsfuckeverywhere · 6 years ago

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Klance: Reunion Sex

Requested on AO3 from Yeet: Klance, Keith topping Lance after a few missions spent apart (basically reunion sex with a few fun toys), please?

The instant Keith was back in the Castle, Lance was in his arms. Neither of them knew who had made a move first, only that they were in each other’s arms as soon as they physically could.

The instant they were both done with dinner, they were back in Keith’s room, hands tangling in each other’s hair, legs tangled around each other, and lips open and inviting.

The bed bounced their bodies up and down as their clothes came off, piece by piece.

“I’ve been waiting for you for so long, Keith.” Lance gasped as Keith trailed his fingers over the planes of Lance’s stomach and side feather-light. He had to stifle a giggle before he broke the mood for the rest of the night because Keith’s calloused fingers could be more gentle than they had any right to be.

Keith only kissed Lance’s chest in response, starting at his belly button and working his way up, past his ribs, over his throat where he stopped and left a small mark that they could hopefully hide with concealer in the morning. If it couldn’t… Keith really didn’t see a problem with that. He stopped at Lance’s mouth, exploring at his own pace and lightly nipping his bottom lip.

“Keith,” Lance whined. One of his hands reached up to pull Keith’s head closer to him to deepen the kiss, but almost immediately, Keith took the hand and held it above Lance’s head, intention clear. Oh, it’s that kind of night. Lance grinned in excitement.

“Don’t move,” Keith commanded, removing his pants, but keeping his boxers on as he did the same to Lance, his boyfriend’s body already melting under his touch. He moved to the bottom drawer of his dresser, pulling out a black box and an unopened bottle of lube. “Do you want to do this?” he asked, making eye contact with Lance and smiling at his frantic nodding.

“You have no idea how much I want to do that, Keith,” Lance said, his eyes locked on the little box. Keith shook it, the contents making dull clinking sounds as the contents shifted inside.

Keith smiled. “Good.” He pulled the first item out, a pair of silver handcuffs, chains clinking against each other, and Lance’s heartbeat skyrocketed. Keith fastened them around his wrists and to the headboard. He bent down and kissed Lance roughly, pulling away and forcing him to strain himself upward until their lips separated. “Stay here while I go and clean the stuff, yeah?” he asked, his lips red.

He picked the box up from the bed and walked nonchalantly into the bathroom. “Keith?” Keith hummed in response. “Would you like, hurry up? I’ve got a problem here.” Lance tried to turn around on the bed to grind his erection into the mattress, but the handcuffs stopped him.

“Babe?” Keith called. “Would you settle down in there? I’m almost done with these.” He dried the last of them, placing them back in the box and walking back into the room, his face splitting in a grin. “Couldn’t you wait a little longer for me, babe?”

“No,” Lance said defiantly, his eyes sparkling with excitement already. Keith set the box on the desk, smiling as Lance’s eyes followed it.

“Eyes on me, big guy,” Keith said, climbing onto the bed and straddling Lance’s hips. He tore the plastic covering from the lube bottle and clicking it open. “Are you going to be good for me?” He didn’t stop to see if Lance had nodded or not before squirting a bit in his hand, slicking up Lance’s length and pumping it a few times before he pulled one of the smaller items from the box.

The dark purple cock ring shined dully in the darkness of the room as Keith slid it down, settling it around the base of his cock, right above his balls. “Don’t cum,” he told Lance. Lance whined as he arched his hips into the air, the tight band already uncomfortable around him. He pulled another item from the box, a long strip of thick black fabric. “Blindfold or gag?”

Lance stopped for a moment, thinking. “Gag,” he settled on. “I wanna see you. But not yet.” Keith nodded and draped the soon-to-be gag across Lance’s neck, the black material blending in with the dark of the room. He smiled, biting and sucking at Lance’s lower lip before pulling the last item from the box, a long, sleek vibrator with a fresh set of batteries.

He set the vibrator on the bed next to them, slicking up a few of his fingers with lube before trailing the digit around Lance’s entrance. It had been a while since they had last done anything like this, so he took his time, circling without actually pressing in.

“So how was your day?” Keith wondered aloud.

“Your finger is about to be in my ass, and you’re asking me how my day was?” Lance asked back, trying to get Keith to press in, at least slightly, by undulating his hips on the bed.

Keith pulled back, leaving Lance’s hole shiny with lube, but not anything else. “I am, and you’re going to answer me before I actually put my finger in your ass.”

Lance glared at him, but he didn’t move in the slightest towards him. Sighing, Lance answered. “It was good.” He rolled his eyes at his boyfriend.

“How good?” Keith prompted, returning his finger to Lance’s hole and increasing the pressure on it slightly.

“It was really good.”

“Yeah?” Keith finally finally pressed the pad of his finger in, smiling when Lance’s breath hitched in his chest.

“Yeah, you came back,” Lance said, letting his eyes close as Keith pressed his finger in deeper, up to the second knuckle. “Really good,” he sighed, Keith’s finger curling inside him. “Mmmmmmh.”

Keith smiled as he shifted his finger around, feeling Lance relax around him. “That’s good. How has the coalition been coming along?”

Lance’s eyes snapped open. “Keith, babe, darling, love of my life, lover of mine, cutie pie, sweetheart,” he whined. “I love you, but right now, I need you to get the fuck on with getting everything you want to get in me actually in-- ahhhhh.”

He cut off as Keith pressed a second finger in next to the first one, pumping them both in and out, letting the slow drag on Lance’s insides excite him even more. Keith hummed as he scissored his fingers apart, searching for the part that would make Lance scream. “I’m glad you love me,” he said, right before he found Lance’s prostate, stroking the bump gently. It wasn’t quite enough for proper stimulation, but it was just enough to drive Lance insane.

He peeked over to look at Lance, whose mouth was hanging in a slight ‘O’ shape, and his eyes were closed in almost pure bliss. His eyebrows were furrowed slightly, pulled up and to the center. His chest was heaving in large breaths, and his cock was practically purple.

There was a puddle of precome on his stomach.

A literal puddle pooling in the dip around his belly button. Keith had to admit, he was a little impressed, and a lot turned on.

“A little excited, are we?” he asked, trailing a finger from his other hand from the base, grinning as Lance’s muscles shook like trees in a hurricane.

“If you would kindly hurry up,” Lance grunted between clenched teeth. “I don’t think I would be like this any longer.” Keith only smirked and wrapped his hand around all of Lance and slowly stroked him up and down, pausing only when he pressed a third finger in, scissoring them apart and delving as deep as they could.

Lance’s feet were braced on the bed, his hips moving in time with Keith’s fingers in and out of his body, trying to work them in as deep as they would go.

Just as he was on the edge, threatening to spill over, Keith pulled his fingers out. He wiped them on a spare towel before climbing further up into Lance’s lap, ignoring his erection, and instead cupped Lance’s face between his hands, slotting their lips together in a kiss.

“Are you ready for this?” Keith asked, picking the gag and covering Lance’s lips with it with a smile. “What’s your safety signal?” he asked before going any farther.

Lance rolled his eyes and clapped three times, his excitement palpable. “One more thing before you tie it?” Lance asked. Keith pulled the fabric away before looking down at him with a cocked eyebrow. “I love you, babe.” He flashed his boyfriend an award-winning smile before Keith rolled his eyes and tied the gag around Lance’s mouth, fastening it in the back.

“How’s that, babe? Too loose? Too tight?”

Lance made a sound that sounded like ‘just right,’ so Keith left it there as it was, grabbing the almost forgotten vibrator. He uncapped the bottle of lube and spread some over the plastic before pressing the tip to Lance’s hole.

Slowly, he pressed it inside. He watched as Lance’s rim stretched wide over the intrusion, not as wide as it would be around Keith’s cock, but it was still a nice stretch. He continued to press it in, angling it around until Lance’s toes curled and a whine escaped from behind the gag.

Keith smiled and gently thrust against that spot, making sure that he had the right place before he flipped on the vibrations and held it there.

Maybe he should have felt a little bad with the way Lance was writhing against the intrusion, his head thrown back, tugging at the handcuffs, and hips trying to get more of the vibrator inside of him, but at the moment, he couldn’t find it in himself. There were slight tears that escaped from his eyes, but he hadn’t moved to clap his hands, so Keith pressed down harder on his prostate.

Lance was almost sobbing through the gag. His thighs were quivering from the sensations and the vibrations; his cock was straining against his stomach, leaking more into the puddle.

Keith could feel his erection straining in his boxers, fighting for his attention, and he knew what he needed. In less than a second, they were around his ankles, and he was kicking them off.

He pulled the vibrator out, but he didn’t turn it off just yet. Taking himself in his hand, he spread a layer of lube onto his length and pressed into his boyfriend, feeling the warm, wet heat of him and groaning.

“I love you,” he whispered as he bottomed out, his hips flush against Lance’s ass. He thrust a few times experimentally, listening to both of them groan.

“Are you ready for more?” Keith asked, holding the vibrator up and smiling devilishly.

Lance’s eyes widened and locked onto the plastic, and he shook his head frantically. He pulled on the cuffs, the metal jangling, but he made no move to clap.

Keith pressed the vibrator to Lance’s rim, feeling the vibrations in his own cock, but the way that Lance’s expression changed was worth everything he had to endure. Lance’s eyes rolled into the back of his head without the vibrator even pushing into him.

He pulled out until just the tip was still inside Lance. He held himself there, watching Lance struggle to grind back on his length, his eyes begging Keith to move.

Slowly, he pressed in again, stopping halfway when Lance gasped through the gag. He smiled, a dark spark appearing in his eyes. He rubbed over that spot, making tiny thrusts that drove them both crazy. He leaned down, biting Lance’s bottom lip and sucking it into his mouth. When he pulled back, he left a string of spit connecting them.

He thrust in the rest of the way, feeling Lance clench around him at the unexpected movement. Through the gag he whined, his legs locking around Keith’s back, keeping him as deep as possible.

He pulled himself back, fighting the urge to bury himself as deep as he could in Lance’s ass. Eventually giving in, he braced himself so that he could pound into Lance. With his face inches from Lance’s, he could see every reaction, every twitch of his face, every half moan that spilled out past the gag.

Keith wasn’t going to last much longer, and he knew it. He could feel the pressure building in his gut, and when he looked down to see Lance’s cock weeping against his stomach, he lost it. With a low groan, he spilled inside Lance, taking his erection and jerking it a few times as he rode out his orgasm.

Lance’s body went taught underneath him, his toes curling as he finally finally came between them.

Keith thrust a few more times into Lance before oversensitivity got the best of both of them, and he collapsed on top of his boyfriend.

Slowly, he pulled himself out of Lance earning groans from them both. He crawled up to unlock Lance’s cuffs with the key. Lance moved to take off his gag while Keith moved down to remove the cockring.

Lance groaned as he felt it slip off, his dick twitching but not doing much more than that. He set everything off to the side, next to the box; he’d clean them later.

Lying down next to Lance, he sighed, kissing Lance’s nose gently. He giggled, kissing Keith’s nose back. “I love you,” he mumbled into the space between them.

“I love you too.”

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whatthebodygraspsnot · 7 years ago

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Can I get klance with the “You found my sex toy and I teasingly asked if you wanted me to demonstrate and here we are now” accidental sex please and thank you

non-voltron au, established relationship, both travel a lot for work and sometimes go a while without seeing each other, trans lance bc i can

Lance is just finishing up an email when he hears it, the sound of his beloved walking into the kitchen and setting his lunch tin down on the counter. And then silence. Complete silence. The perfect setup for:

“Hey Lance?”

“Yeah babe.”

“What is this?”

“What.”

He rattles off a few more sentences. Signs his email and sends it off. Clicks out of the browser and waits for an explanation but it never comes. It’s just more silence. And it has him glancing over his laptop from the couch to the very surreal sight of Keith standing there, Lance’s favorite blue dick raised questioningly in one hand.

Shit-

“That…uh…” shit, he forgot to move his toys from where they were soaking in the kitchen sink. “That…would be a favorite vibrator of mine, my darling.”

Keith hears him but simply continues to stare - not upset, definitely not upset. Just��at a loss maybe? “I didn’t know you had these.”

“Yes.”

“At all.”

“Yes.”

“There’s a lot in here.”

“Yes,” Lance is chuckling briskly now, not exactly sure where this bubble of nerves is coming from. “Well… When we don’t see each other for a while…-”

“Why are they in the sink?”

Alright.

Lance stands, closing his laptop and clearing his throat as he makes his way over to where Keith has moved to the appliance in question. “Because I washed them today,” he explains, kindly plucking the vibrator from Keith’s clutches but not without adding another, “darling.”

Keith allows it. Although there might as well be a little cloud of smoke rising from the top of his head with how intensely he seems to be thinking. “What’s that one?”

Lance follows his pointer finger. “What one.”

“That.”

“A clit vibe.”

“How do you use it?”

He can’t help but throw him a little sass. “How do you use a clit vibe?”

“Yeah.”

“It’s a clit vibe. A vibe for your clit, babe. I’m not sure how more direct that can be.”

“You just hold it on there?”

“No, you-… I mean sometimes, I guess. It depends.” Lance pulls the drain up in the sink, letting the water empty so he can start thinking about drying these bad boys off. It’s just in time for Keith to pull out the small black butt plug with a curious frown, turning it in his hand like it’s going to be different on the other side. And god, okay, as cute as he is, Lance figures he really should know what these things are. “Alright babe, do whatever you gotta do to clear your schedule for the night.”

It seems to pull his attention away enough to lose interest in the toy, instead focusing on Lance with a little brow furrow of concern. “Why…”

‘Why’ - God he’s adorable sometimes. “Because I love you to death but I can’t have you be the only gay guy on this planet who doesn’t know what a butt plug looks like.”

And here comes the defense. “I know what a butt plug looks like!”

“You just had one right in your hand and you were looking at it like it was some kinda ancient artifact.” It’s a little harsh but it’s the truth. And Keith knows it too, judging by his pout of dissatisfaction. And that’s all the more reason to get on with it, Lance shooing him away toward the bathroom so he can focus on drying these and preparing for the teachable moment that lies ahead.

It’s going to be quite a night.

- - - - - - - - - - - - -

Lance has several of his toys lined up on the bed beside him in waiting by the time the sun has set and Keith has walked into their bedroom. It has his better half halting on the balls of his feet for a second, mind racing as his eyes glance between the lineup and where Lance is smiling at him.

“What’s happening.”

“I’m gonna give you a lesson on these.”

“Because?”

“Because they’re ‘you’ when you’re gone,” Lance’s grin turns heated. “Or when I’m gone. Basically whenever I want you but can’t have you.”

His little intro leaves Keith speechless at the door, his brain wracked again as he takes it all in for a moment more, blinks, and then turns away.

“Keith-”

“Hang on - be right back.”

Lance deflates a little, his posture sinking as he listens to the shuffling around in the living room. He recrosses his legs in the meantime. Pulls the inner thighs of his boxer briefs down a little. Adjusts his t-shirt over himself and can’t help the little flutter of something in his chest as Keith re-emerges, finally ready and crawling onto the bed in front of him.

And… And just… “Babe.”

“Yeah?”

“Did you seriously just leave to go put your glasses on?”

Keith adjusts the black frames with a little frown before falling back into defense mode, the bed moving as he shifts on it. “My contacts were out.”

“You’re seriously so cute. You really just put your glasses on for this.”

“Yeah, to see.”

It truly isn’t that big of a deal, but Lance eats it up anyway, enjoying the genuine confusion written all over Keith’s face as to why he wouldn’t wear his glasses during this demonstration. Which, speaking of, needs to get underway. So, without further ado…

“Alright, I’m gonna start with this clit vibe, since you seemed so curious about it in particular.” He reaches down for it, fingers wrapping around the small but familiar white toy in question. “It’s not as intense as some of the other shit. I usually just need this when I’m out of town.”

He hands it over - lets Keith hold it in his palm, clearly not even the least bit familiar judging off that fact alone. And also how he notes, “There’s no button.”

“Nah, you just twist it.”

“Twist it?”

“Yeah like-…yeah,” Lance nods as Keith does as instructed and the small toy hums to life.

“It’s quiet.”

“Mhm. ‘Nother reason why I take it with me.” He lets Keith roll it in his fingers a second more. Lets him feel at the soft bumpy tip before handing it back over. And then it’s time to really start. “Alright, watch closely…”

Keith takes the order seriously, leaning forward a little and adjusting his glasses again and just so cute that it has Lance smiling as he uncrosses his legs, spreading them wide so his baby can see as he brings the vibe down lightly against himself over his boxer briefs. He drags it up the middle, the vibrations stirring those first few curls of arousal as it follows the path around his center.

“That’s not your clit,” Keith wonders out loud.

To which Lance hums a grin. “Mm-mm. Gotta tease around it first.”

Can’t just go right for it. Keith already knows that - follows the same exact rule when he eats Lance out. It must be the addition of the foreign object that’s throwing him off.

“What’s this one?”

His question has Lance glancing up to the sight of Keith taking it upon himself to move forward, a longer toy now grasped a little more confidently in his hand.

Good pick. Going right for the expensive one.

“Hitachi wand,” Lance answers.

To which he gets an inquisitive, “Wand?”

“Mhm.”

And he can see it in his mind’s eye before it even happens - before Keith gives it another look and then reaches out to wave it with a broad flourish at Lance’s open legs.

And: “Babe-”

“I wish for you to cum.”

“Babe, no.” But he can’t help the snicker that’s bubbling up from his chest, the playful little grin on Keith’s face too good to pass up.

Even as he feigns innocence. “You said it was a wand.”

And yeah, that’s true. Lance definitely opened himself up for that one. Time to just move forward from all that then - “Alright, why don’t we just…” - to take the Hitachi wand from Keith’s grasp and sets it aside on the bed. “We’ll get back to that one.”

“Mmkay.” But that grin is still there.

Lance continues regardless. “So sometimes I just do it through these,” he hooks a finger under his briefs with a little tug, “But I’m gonna take ‘em off tonight so you can see.”

Keith doesn’t seem averse to the idea in the slightest - “Okay.” - answers the little follow up with an affirmative “Yeah, I wanna see.”

Lance grins, leaving the vibe on but handing it over. “Hold this for me?”

Keith takes it without a problem, looking at the little nubs at the end of it as Lance lifts his hips and shimmies out of his underwear.

He tosses them to the side. Wraps his fingers around Keith’s hand and guides it back down to himself. Helps him out with a couple paths around but not touching his clit and then sits back to let him do it.

“I have a butterfly one…” he hums, feeling that arousal swirling as the vibration keeps up under Keith’s control. “But there’s straps and shit and it’s kinda confusing.”

“You don’t use it?”

“Mm-mm.”

“You already know how to use a strap-on.”

“True.” Lance chuckles, his eyes roaming over where Keith is concentrating very hard on his task and actually doing a very decent job. It’s got Lance kind of hot and bothered already - way sooner than he thought he’d be. “Speaking of…”

His favorite is next. The very blue vibrator that kicked this whole thing into action.

“This one.” Keith confirms he’s thinking it too.

“Yep, this one.” Lance has racked up quite a few nights on this bad boy. It’s only fitting that Keith is introduced, isn’t it? “It’s technically a vibrator,” he explains, although he can hear how the heat is starting to affect his voice, “But I usually just fuck myself with it.”

It’s far from the dirtiest thing he’s said, but it’s got this spark of interest igniting behind the boy’s eyes in front of him. Something to note.

Something to chase. “Wanna know why I like it so much?” The nod he gets is focused and all it does is turn Lance’s grin dirtier. “Because out of everything here, this one feels the most like you.”

Keith lets that sink in. Lets his eyes drop to the vibrator and doesn’t make it hard to see that he’s comparing. Critiquing.

Lance gives him a hand by taking back the clit vibe duties, pressing with a little more pressure now and humming from the buzz. “Mm… …you know what would be really hot?”

“What.”

“If you put this in your mouth.”

Keith looks up from the infamous vibrator. “My mouth?”

“Mhm.”

“Like…you want me to suck it off?”

“Mhm.” Lance’s grin has gone positively mischievous. “I know you know how to.”

He definitely does. More than a few times now has Keith demonstrated that skill set on Lance’s strap-on. It’s a thing of beauty, honestly.

So when Keith sighs, “Seriously…?” and Lance gives him the ol’ pouty lip, the way he succumbs and begrudgingly grabs the vibrator starts those sparks of interest up Lance’s spine already.

“Thank you baby.”

“Mm.”

“Get it nice and wet please baby.”

Keith’s blink at him is far from amused regardless of the pet names, but then he gives the vibrator another look and goes for it like Lance wants - starts off slow with a couple licks from the base of the toy all the way to the tip - must see how his audience reacts with a pleased hum because he does it again and then starts to suck it off fully.

Lance tilts his head as he watches, circling the vibe around his clit and then finally allowing it to brush over. His hips buck a little from the sensation - from the tease - from the beauty unfolding before him. “God that’s hot…”

Because it’s kind of surreal again, the juxtaposition of what he’s had to settle for as pretend Keith and then the real Keith.

He passes the vibe over himself again, a shiver running up his spine. “Ready to stick it in me?” He’s definitely wet enough. And it looks like Keith’s done a damn good job getting it ready.

But, “You don’t want me to finger you first?”

Lance’s laugh is breathy, his eyes closing. “Did you wanna finger me first?”

“Kinda.”

God, he loves him. “Alright then, go ahead.”

Keith doesn’t waste any time. He gets a couple fingers in his mouth and keeps it going as he knees closer and then rests on his elbow as he comes face to face with the vibe.

“I can do it with that still going, right?”

“Mhm.”

And then Keith’s middle finger is running down Lance’s folds, slipping between and rubbing a little at his entrance the way he likes before sliding in.

“Mm…”

“Good?”

“Mhmmm…” It’s a great combo - the buzz of the vibe and Keith’s second finger pressing in and then crooking up as he turns his palm to the ceiling and gives a couple rubs. “Damn, baby.”

The curl of Lance’s toes as those fingers stroke inside him must be an ego boost, because it has Keith tilting his head to plant a kiss on Lance’s bare inner thigh. It’s loving and committed and has the overwhelming urge to drag this boy up here running rampant in Lance’s chest.

But he doesn’t get a chance, even if he wanted to, because Keith’s working up a bit of a rhythm in and out now and it scatters whatever’s dancing around in Lance’s head anyway.

All except for. “Keith… Keith hang on, babe.” The vibration disappears from Lance’s clit just at the right time. Just before the swell of heat can break through. And the fingers have stopped too but it’s a good thing because, “You being here is like-…way way amping this up for me.”

He isn’t afraid to say it. It’s true that it ends up taking a while sometimes when Lance is alone - when he’s sprawled out on the bed at home or curled up in his bunk on the cruise-liner. But Keith is here now. Here here. Like, not just as a figment of Lance’s imagination as he pretends the toy inside of him isn’t just a toy.

And yeah, holy crap he really wants that right now.

Lance grabs for his blue vibrator, handing it down to Keith and feeling the hum of anticipation buzz up his entire body as Keith gives it one more swallow just in case and then presses the tip of it to Lance’s entrance.

He glances up. Waiting. So goddamn cute with his big pretty eyes and adorable glasses and god Lance loves him - kinda really wants him, as much as he also loves his vibrator. But then Keith presses forward, the thickness of the toy stretching Lance as it sinks in and fills him up and okay yes, this is good too…

“How do you like it?” Keith asks once it’s inside.

And Lance is still having a bit of a moment, so he just reaches down, resting his hand over Keith’s and guiding it to start the slow push and pull.

Keith watches with undivided attention. Admires the slick way the blue toy disappears inside.

Lance would kill to read his thoughts right now. Is he impressed? Still curious? He’s hard under those sweatpants so it’s clear he’s definitely into it. “This one’s my favorite,” he breathes out, trying to keep steady as the speed picks up. “But it still just makes me want you even more.”

Keith moves up to face him now, breath warm against Lance’s mouth. “Yeah?”

“Mhm… Makes me ache for you, baby…”

And he’s finally here. Finally close enough for Lance to let him do the work with the vibrator so he can pull him in with a hand on both sides of his neck for a kiss.

Keith does surprisingly well with it. He keeps up the pace Lance has set for him and hits a good angle all while kissing him back with an eagerness to match. Which is saying something, because there’s this wildly intense wave of passion that’s hitting Lance suddenly - to have Keith here beside him - under his fingers - it makes it impossible not to pull him as closely as possible, their mouths gone sloppy but neither seem to mind at this point. Because Lance wants it. And Keith wants it. And-

“God, can I fuck you now?”

Keith asks it with such an edge of impatience and waning control that Lance has to laugh, his voice breathy as can be because, “Please - please fuck me now.”

And it’s all he has to say for the heat to disappear from his side and the vibrator to leave him empty but only for a second. Only long enough for Keith to push his pants down and spit on his cock and then oh shit yes, he’s lining up and pushing inside and-

“Oohhhhh my god, yes…” Lance is groaning, brows furrowed but the smile on his face broadcasting his satisfaction clear as day. Because there it is. That’s what he’s been aching for.

Keith’s fast right out of the gates, rolling his hips quickly but keeping it smooth and god yeah, that’s definitely something Lance can’t recreate with a vibrator. And trust him, he’s tried.

“So good…” he breathes out, more for himself than anything, but happy to let it stroke Keith’s ego some more as he moves above him - grabs his calves and brings Lance’s legs up tight against his waist for a deeper angle. “God I miss you when you’re gone.”

Keith laughs, breathless, quick, punctuated by the snap of his hips as he starts to move in for the kill.

And Lance can’t do anything but lie there and enjoy it. Can’t focus on anything other than Keith’s cock inside him and his hand gripped under his leg and the other one suddenly grabbing blindly beside them before bringing what he was looking for up to Lance.

It’s the clit vibe.

“Haa…” Lance is exhaling a chuckle as he takes it without another thought, “So kind…” and then twists the bottom until the toy vibrates to life.

He quickly rolls it over himself before settling it right on his clit, Keith continuing to fuck him without so much as a pause for breath. And it’s a good thing, because the last few sparks are lighting up in Lance’s chest - electricity in his veins and down to his fingers and, “Harder baby-” he gasps, the other hand coming up to card through Keith’s hair and stay there, “Harder harder harder-”

Keith does just that, presses in deeper and puts more of his weight behind his thrusts and the vibe is almost too much but Lance can feel the pleasure pooling thickly between his legs and-

“M’gonna come,” it’s Keith who says it but Lance who tips under him first, his back arching off the bed and the vibe getting tossed so he can rub quickly over his clit as he clenches around Keith. And it must be just what Keith needs to tip over too because his hips are stuttering, grip almost painful and voice coming out ragged and christ this is so much better than coming alone.

Lance lets his head collapse back against the bed, his chest rising and falling in time with Keith’s as they try to catch their breath. It’s a little more difficult than it needs to be with the way Keith collapses right after him, but it’s the moments like these that Lance lives for. The seconds after getting off together. The minutes after that. When they just kind of lie and hold each other and get themselves together enough for one of them to say something sweet.

“Well then…” Lance breathes out, hands spread over Keith’s back as he stares at the ceiling. “So that’s my sex toy collection.”

Alright, sometimes he goes for the joke instead of the sweet thing, but that’s okay.

And Keith is dissolving into cute little laughs against Lance’s chest, probably finally coming to grips with what just happened.

“We didn’t do the wand…”

That’s true. “Next time.”

“I’ll wish for you to cum.”

The grins that break across their faces are out of this world.

“Okay babe.”

#this time on ray can't write anything short to save his goddamn life #klance #accidental sex prompts #anonymous #ray writes

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winter-and-little-brunettes · 6 years ago

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Can you pls write a klance piece with the summer rain prompt?

Aaaaaahhhhhhh sweetie I’m so sorry that this took so long D: Like, I actually didn’t even know where the post this came from was on my own blog.., Like, I would have done this days ago if I had only found the fucking post sooner

BUT HERE IT IS I HOPE U LIKE IT

(the prompt is from here)

It was completely Lance’s fault that they were stuck out in the rain.

Or, at least that’s what Keith was trying to tell himself. In truth, it had been, at least partly, or even possibly entirety, his idea to go watch the sunset with his boyfriend on that beautiful Tuesday night.

But, he hadn’t anticipated the weather to turn so quickly.

“Didn’t you check the weather before asking me to come out with you?” Lance whined and shook his head, sending water droplets everywhere as they ran. It didn’t exactly do much for him in the situation, considering the sky was still dumping its soul down on the pair.

Keith ducked his head and ran a little faster, crossing his arms tightly to his chest to try to keep some of his rapidly depleting heat. “No, why would I?” he retorted, not even looking over to Lance. “The sky looked pretty! And I wanted to share the once in a lifetime sunset with my boyfriend, so, I’m sorry!”

Lance huffed, and started running faster to meet Keith’s increased pace. “Sweet as that is, darling, we’re now drenched and we’ll probably get sick.”

“Probably.” Keith admitted dryly.

Suddenly, Lance pointed off to the side where a small gazebo was. “There!” he exclaimed, turning sharply. “We can hide in there ‘till the sky stops pissing on us!”

Keith swerved to avoid running into Lance, and ran after him into the structure.

As soon as they were both out of the weather, Keith breathed out a sigh of relief while Lance instantly took his shirt off to wring it out.

Keith let his gaze linger on Lance as water droplets dripped down his chest towards his shorts, before focusing on wringing some of the water out of his own clothes.

“Damn, the weather changed fast outside.” Lance muttered as he let his shirt settle over his chest again. “I mean, the sunset was definitely pretty and all, but wow.”

“No kidding.” Keith agreed softly, and stepped over to Lance, immediately latching himself to his side and inching his fingers up and under his damp shirt. “Mmm, you’re warm.”

Lance flinched when Keith’s cold fingertips met skin, but quickly accepted defeat and wrapped his arms solidly around his shoulders. “This shocks you?” He asked dryly.

“No…”

“Good, considering your self-proclaimed theme song is ‘Cold As Ice’.”

Keith pouted and glared up at Lance through his wet bangs. “Because of my lack of emotional attachments, not because of body temperature.”

“I dunno, you’re pretty mushy for a guy who claims to have no heart.” Lance said softly, and pressed a kiss to the top of Keith’s head.

Keith felt himself go lax beneath Lance’s ministrations, knowing that it only proved Lance’s point further, but he didn’t really care. It was nice, damnit, and Lance already knew that he was weak to anything Lance said or did.

They stood there, wrapped up in each other for a few long moments in the quiet, the only sound between them coming from rain pattering against the roof above them. It was peaceful, even if only a few minutes ago they were scrambling to get in from the rain.

Lance’s eyes were distant as he looked out onto the rain coming down, not truly seeing it. Keith knew how much Lance liked the rain, normally through a pane of glass, but even he could admit to seeing the appeal of being caught out in it in a figurative sense.

Suddenly, Lance perked up before looking down to Keith with a mischievous glint in his eye. “Wanna go splash in the puddles?”

Keith looked up at his boyfriend incredulously. “Puddles? Weren’t you the one complaining five minutes ago about the piss-poor weather?”

“Yeah, but that was before.” He dismissed, waving a hand about. He wormed his way out from Keith’s grasp, and started walking backwards out of the gazebo. “C’mon!”

With a pout, Keith crossed his arms over his chest, watching Lance back away for a few steps. “’Before’, he says.” he grumbled, but followed Lance anways, just like he always does.

As soon as Lance stepped back out into the rain, he let his eyes fall shut with a smile, head tilting back to let the rain run down his face. Keith couldn’t help but smile along with him at the sight. After a moment’s hesitation under the awning of the gazebo, he stepped out into the rain too.

Lance immediately reached for Keith’s hand, twining their fingers together as he pulled him closer. As soon as Keith was tucked up against him, his free hand came up to brush Keith’s damp hair away from his forehead before placing a swift kiss there.

Keith’s cheeks flared at the attention, but a smile betrayed how he really felt about it. He knew they must have looked ridiculous, standing together in the pouring rain, soaked through to the bone and smiling all the while.

But he couldn’t imagine himself anywhere else. He considered himself lucky that he could share these types of moments with Lance, the boy who loved him back just as much.

#winter answers #winter drabbles #my fic #my works #klance #rain #good shit #thanks for the prompt sweetie!!!!#I loved writing this even if it took me waaaaayyyyy too long

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