#klanceau

“Now, Kitty—Violet is a perfectly polite lady. She’ll not do anything to endanger you.” Lance’s expression turned achingly fond as he faced the horse, running a hand up her nose. “I would know, after all. I raised her myself.” Ugh, why was that cute? That wasn’t supposed to be cute. You know who lost their shit over dudes and horses? Lonely housewives who read cheesy bodice-rippers, that was who, and Keith was better than that. “Yeah?” he asked, trying for casual. “You, um…big on horses?” “I find them calming. Valiant and bold, though they recognize a gentle soul.” With a small huff of laughter, Lance let his forehead fall against Violet’s long nose. In response, she snorted and nudged at his head. “Violet and I have loved one another since she was a foal,” Lance explained, stroking her neck and allowing his eyes to slip shut. “Rachel intended for us to grow together, I believe, and years later, here we are. Steadfast companions.” Keith tilted his head. “Who’s Rachel?” Though Lance wasn’t facing him, Keith could feel the air between them change. It wasn’t a bad change, necessarily, but there was something somber in Lance’s voice when he spoke. “…I apologize, Keith. We’ve only just met, yet there are times I feel as if I’ve known you for years. You are quite easy to talk to.” --

Enjoy 18th Century Lance looking dashing with horses and Keith being Very Unhappy that he's apparently into that sort of bullshit.

Chapter 3 of 'One if By Land' is up for early access tiers! It will go to Discord server members in a few days and then to ao3 shortly after that.

Klance surfer au.

Part1 of a Las Vegas au I started for the 2019inktober! ✨

Coffee shop au! And it’s Christmas! Lance co-owns a café with Hunk and Keith is a writer that visits frequently for his daily dose of coffee and Lance.