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birthday drabbles!

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so i promised to write some drabbles for you guys, and it’s my birthday today, so here we go! heads up, i AM at work, but i tend to have slow mondays and should be able to carve out time. i’m going to try and space them out throughout the day, and if i have any left over, i’ll fill them over the next few days as well. :) here’s how i want you to ask for them: 

  • give me a specific scene (try to avoid being too general bc these will not be long)
  • give me a specific ship if applicable
  • if you can’t think of anything specific, try and give me a recognizable trope! 
  • i’m willing to write for basically anything you’ve seen me reblogging about!
  • if i decide i can’t fill your request, i’ll let you know so you can ask again!

i’ll let requests in all day long, and depending on how many i get, may extend it to tomorrow as well. this is me showing you guys my appreciation of all of your support and love, so please feel free to make a request! thanks so much everyone!  💖

if you don’t want to see these requests/drabbles, please blacklist ‘birthday drabbles’ !

PPSSSSSST seriously guys please request something don't be shy i'm ready to go I ASKED AND U GUYS SAID U WOULD BE INTO IT DON'T LET ME DOWN
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Anonymous asked:

klance, from "time out of mind"! I remember you mentioning that their older selves were just kind of like "thank god we're not like that any more" after the whole ordeal and I'd love to see an extended scene of that!

this is also a very good request!!! i’m going to cheat a little bit because i actually already filled this a while ago for a commenter on the fic, and i like it too much to rewrite it. please feel free to ask for another drabble since i’m just going to copy in what i wrote then!

Keith opens his eyes and groans. His head is ringing a little, and there’s a weird taste in his mouth, and he feels like hitting himself. “Lance?” he asks, automatically reaching out. He finds something warm and wraps his hand around it, squeezing. Lance wheezes a little and then laughs.

“Oh my god,” Lance says. “I can’t believe we forgot about this. I can’t believe the whole time they – we – whoever, were here, us now were along for the ride.”

“That was weird,” Keith says, sitting up and pulling Lance with him. Lance makes a noise and then laughs again. Keith looks sideways at him and feels, as always, the slow, happy twist in his heart that he always feels when he sees Lance. “I forgot what we were like back then.”

Lance laughs again. “It was ten years ago, Keith. I’m sometimes still surprised we got it together long enough to actually figure it out.”

“Thanks to Hunk,” Keith admits. He lifts his hand and looks at his ring – he can still feel his younger self’s fascination with it, the way he’d spun it around so often, unused to it but already familiar with how it felt on his finger. The blue gem flashes at him and he watches as Lance’s hand reaches up and joins him, clasping their hands together. “Do you ever wonder if we would’ve gotten together without that whole thing happening?” Keith asks.

“Hey,” Lance says, squeezing Keith’s hand – his ring slides against Keith’s own – “I didn’t need some alien messing with our minds to know I liked you. Neither did you. We would’ve figured it out. But I’m glad I didn’t have to wait to have you.”

Keith can feel himself flushing, even though it’s nothing new to have Lance say something like that. “Me too,” he admits. “I already – I waited a long time for you.”

Lance makes a soft noise and leans over, kissing the corner of his mouth and then kissing him again properly, curving his free hand around Keith’s head and holding him still. Keith clutches his shirtfront with a hand and presses back hard; part of him is still reveling in the awe and surprise that his younger self had felt, like he’s seeing their relationship with new eyes for the first time in ten years. He can feel himself melting into Lance’s embrace, can feel his heart kicking up a fast rhythm even though he’s kissed Lance a hundred thousand times.

When they pull away, Keith blinks open his eyes to find Lance looking at him with warm eyes. Those same eyes, the eyes he’d fallen for from day one. “I’d wait for you for ten years,” Lance murmurs, cupping Keith’s face with his hand. Keith leans his head into that grip and closes his eyes on a rush of gratitude.

“You’re ridiculous,” he says quietly, but he can feel Lance smiling even with his eyes closed. Without opening his eyes, he tips his head up for the kiss he knows is coming, and sinks into the most familiar feeling in his world, into the person he loves more than anyone else, into Lance.

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nikkst3rz asked:

HAPPY BIRTHDAY 💖 I have a birthday mini fic request :3 Klance, lance is walking in a residential area and the sun is going down. Lance finds a cat and plays with it, rubs it. While doing that he talks to the cat gushing his feelings for Keith to the cat and at the end you hear someone say, "Lance?" AND IT'S KEITH! LOOKIN FOR THAT VERY CAT BECAUSE IT'S HIS CAT💖 (also prior to this they had a disagreement so that's why he gushes to the cat b/c he think Keith hates him but he is wrong💖)

what a cute idea!!! i love cats and i love klance let’s do this

Lance kicks a rock into a pole and has to dodge it as it rebounds back at him. He glares at it but keeps walking, hands shoved deep in his pockets. Stupid Keith. Stupid smirky face and stupid hair and stupid – everything.

The sun is about to go down but Lance keeps walking through the unfamiliar neighborhood anyways. He’s still fuming over his fight with Keith, too bothered to go home and try to pretend he’s okay in front of his family. He can’t even remember what they were fighting about, just that Keith always, always did this to him.

He’s liked him for so long that basically all of his emotions about Keith are too much to handle, but they haven’t fought like that in such a long time, and it’s left Lance feeling really miserable. He’s so caught up in his thoughts that he almost doesn’t hear the meow until it’s too late. He looks down, and there’s a stunningly beautiful gray and white cat with huge blue eyes looking up at him.

“Oh,” he says, crouching a little to pet her. “You’re gorgeous, aren’t you?”

She purrs under his hand and he pets her some more. When he stops, her ears flick back and she nips at his hand until he scritches under her chin, resuming her purrs almost immediately. 

“Hah,” he says dryly. “You remind me of someone.” He pauses, sitting down on the curb of the street so the cat can crawl into his lap. Her tail falls over his arm and she stretches luxuriously before biting him again when he fails to pet her quickly enough. 

“Jeez,” he says, laughing. “You’re feisty. Definitely like him.” She looks up at him, blinking her bright blue eyes. “Okay, you might be more beautiful,” he admits. “He’s still more my type though. Which is annoying. It’s like, he’s not just a pretty face, you know? He has to be smart, and funny, and caring – he picked my sister up from school when I was stuck in traffic across town, you know? He just – does stuff like that, helps me when I need him. But god, he’s infuriating. He speaks before he thinks things through and he’s too sarcastic most of the time but he’s still – I still like him,” Lance says. “I hate fighting with him.” 

The cat meows at him, nudging his hand with her head. He strokes over her pink nose and laughs when she licks his finger. Her head suddenly jerks to the side, and Lance follows her gaze to see Keith standing a little ways down the sidewalk, chest heaving. 

“Luna!” Keith says, and then, more startled, “Lance?” 

“Oh,” Lance says, looking down at the cat. He’s heard Keith talk about Luna before, but he’s never seen her. She purrs at him and then jumps out of his lap, winding her way around Keith’s ankles and attempting to climb her way up his legs. “Hey,” Lance says awkwardly. His frustration has melted away, leaving him feeling sort of weary and guilty. 

“Hey,” Keith echoes, clearly feeling similarly. “Thank you for – I was looking for her for a while, thank you for finding her.” 

“You’re welcome,” Lance says, feeling quietly miserable. Keith’s silhouetted by the setting sun, which turns the edges of his hair shades of orange and red. He picks up Luna and holds her close to his chest, biting his lip. Lance doesn’t want to leave things weird, so he opens his mouth to apologize, but Keith speaks first.

“I’m sorry,” Keith blurts out. Lance blinks at him, but he’s staring at the pavement. “For earlier. I shouldn’t have – I shouldn’t have been so rude.”

“Me too,” Lance admits. “I’m sorry.” Keith peeks up at him, the edge of his mouth curling. “I don’t really remember–”

“–what we were fighting about?” Keith asks. He laughs when Lance sheepishly nods. “Me either. Um, did you wanna – we could hang out at my house for a little while. My brother won’t be home for a little while.” 

“O-Oh,” Lance says, faux-casually. “That sounds cool.” 

“You can get to know Luna better,” Keith says, holding her out and waving one of her little paws at Lance. He grins, reaching out to stroke her head again, laughing when she purrs and then tries to nip him again. 

“That sounds really good,” Lance says. He walks alongside Keith towards the sunset, their shoulders bumping every now and then, relishing the warmth. 

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