hello! first of all i hope all the admins are doing okay and staying safe! i've been in a bad mood recently so maybe some fluffy mutual pining? preferably in canonverse? thank you!!
anon iâve been eyeing this ask since you first sent it and i finally got around to answering it months later :,)) i hope youâre feeling better now though - emily
What If Youâre Someone I Just Want Around? by ErithEl (1/1 | 14,323 | Teen and Up)
Five times Lance asked Keith to stay, and one time Keith asked Lance.
âWhere are you planning to go?â When Lanceâs voice came, there was no laughter in it.
Keith clutched the strap of his backpack, shaking his head. âNowhere. Away. I donât know. It doesnât matter.â
âI have an alternative.â
love you for a long time by myssyx (4/6 | 15,771 | Teen and Up)
âIâd give you everything, the whole universe, all of it,â Keith says, slightly slurred, hands flapping wildly with his arms still heavy over Lanceâs shoulders.
Lance laughs, bright and echoey off the castleâs walls, and gently directs them closer to the lounge.
âEverything? Are you sure? Even Kosmo?â
Keith falters momentarily and furrows his eyebrows, tilting his head to the side as if itâll help him make the most serious decision ever. His seriousness stretches the smile on Lanceâs face, and he can barely hold back a second wave of laughter.
Or: 5 times Keith gives Lance everything, + 1 time Lance gave it back
reminiscing of a life i had by hearttpoem (7/7 | 106,684 | Teen and Up)
Keith hesitates, unsure of if heâs willing to trust these strangers, before deciding he probably has nothing to lose. That maybe if he complies with their questions and requests theyâll answer his questions as well, and he wonât be swallowed by his desperation for answers.
âI remember Shiro. And getting into the Garrison. And...and,â
Keith means to say âand tomorrow is Taco Tuesday.â At least according to Shiro. Heâs been waiting all month for his first taco Tuesday after hearing Matt hype it up valiantly since he got into the Garrison nearly a month ago.
But hearing his voice, actually listening to it, he realizes itâs a lot deeper than he remembers. A lot deeper than itâs ever been. Is he sick? He doesnât feel sick. At least not in his throat. He feels a piercing headache and soreness in his ribs and limbs, but not a cold or flu.
He looks down at his hands and gasps at what he sees. Theyâre huge! Okay, maybe not exactly huge. But theyâre hard to recognize nonetheless. Theyâre calloused and uninviting and larger than heâs used to. They remind him of his dad almost.