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mothmanavenue · 8 months
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love language: talking shit with ur husband in a crowded room
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duckthewarshippable · 1 month
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Hello Tumblr I am looking for a Klance fanfic I read like a year ago, it was on AO3, it was an Au where they were friends with benefits and post war AU. I remember they get married halfway through. Also I'm pretty sure all of the sex is implied. I know in one chapter they have sex in a bathtub. There's also a part where they are renovating a beach house and there's a thing about how shitty earth beer is. It was super wholesome.
I remember really liking it and would honestly be super jazzed if y'all could help me out
UPDATE: IT GOT FOUND
https://archiveofourown.org/works/22216504/chapters/53045212
Thank you to @msmadamemim for finding it, you rock so much!!
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one-and-lonely16 · 2 years
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almost kisses > actually kissing
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The “Googoo eyes when the other person isn’t looking” trope IS Zukka.
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binart · 2 years
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DTOK page 13!  (First)(Previous)(Next)
he better not try anything!! ALLURA WILL NOT HESITATE.
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paladudley · 1 month
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Lance: I really just keep getting prettier. It’s kind of alarming.
Keith: …
Lance: In a couple of years it will be impossible to look directly at me, I’ll be so pretty.
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badsongpetey · 8 months
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I read "Pitch Black" by @iybms and couldn't stop thinking what if Lance had been the one who left and came back grizzled...
Anyways, if you love Lance or klance or just a WAY more coherent story for Lance's character journey then we ever got in canon, go read it!
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heynhay · 9 months
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(coughing, spitting up blood) they got me…..they fucking got me……………
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“Shiro. Shiro. Shiro. I have important information. Shiro. Shiro.”
“Yes, Keith. I’m listening.”
Shiro looks at his dumbass little brother patiently, setting down his knitting. Keith is staring at the space slightly to the left of where Shiro is sitting, eyes unfocused. Shiro lets him sit in the silence for a bit, knowing the meds made him a little slow and loopy. He’ll get there.
He can’t tamp down a fond grin. It happens so often it should be boring, now, but loopy Keith will always be funny. It was like every bit of jadedness he’d picked up over the years melted away, leaving only the awkward, loveable dork Shiro knew and loved.
“I have — I have important information,” Keith repeats haltingly.
“I got that, buddy,” Shiro encourages. “Want to share that info? I’m listening.”
Keith hums. He blinks a few times, gaze finally locking onto Shiro’s, who smiles at him.
“It’s — it’s about Lance.”
Shiro fights to keep his smile from getting mischievous, to keep his expression pleasantly neutral. Oh, this was going to be good.
“Yeah, bud? What about him?”
Keith blinks again, his expression grave. “His tongue peeks out a little when he smiles real big, Shiro. A real smile. The one he gets when he talks about his family.” Keith takes great care to enunciate every word, tone completely serious. “That’s — it’s Very Important, Shiro. Okay?”
Look, Shiro’s a disciplined guy. He has a lot of internal strength. Really. But keeping a straight face as his baby brother looks him dead in the face, eyes as serious as a heart attack, and starts talking smush about how much he loves his crush’s smile?
C’mon. Come on. Of course he laughs a little! It would be weird if he didn’t!
“Shiro!” Keith scolds. “I’m serious! It’s important! We have to make sure Lance smiles like that. He gets sad sometimes. We gotta remind him he’s important, so he smiles.”
“You’re so whipped,” Shiro says fondly.
Keith goes back to staring at the wall, just as serious as before.
Shiro wonders if he’s thinking about Lance’s eyes, this time.
It won’t be the first time Shiro heard about them, that’s for damn certain.
———
“I did what.”
Keith’s face is so red that it’s concerning. Or, well, Shiro would be concerned, if he wasn’t so busy losing his shit.
“‘We have to protect his smile, Shiro’,” he mocks between wheezes. Keith wacks him full-force with a pillow.
“Fuck off,” he says hotly. “There’s no way I said that.”
There’s a moment of pained, contemplated horror, before Keith looks at him aghast. “Did I?”
Shiro laughs so hard he goes silent. Keith hits him again, but it’s weaker.
“Oh my god, I did fucking say that. I fucking — oh my god. Oh my god!”
Keith collapses back on his bed. He puts his pillow-weapon over his face and screams. Shiro finally gets ahold of himself, forcing his laughter down. He pats Keith on the shoulder, trying very deeply to be supportive and understanding even though literally all he wants to do is laugh and laugh and laugh.
“There, there,” he says, voice shaking.
Keith removes his pillow just to glare at Shiro. “Fuck off,” he says again, but this time it sounds resolved. “God. Do I — do I like him?”
Shiro blinks. Is he — is he serious? “Are you being deadass with me right now?”
“I mean, I know he’s hot and everything.”
Shiro cannot believe his fucking ears. He feels like that stupid Spider-Man meme. ‘Do you see this shit, Daisy?’ -type beat. Because there’s no fucking way. No fucking way this boy does not know.
“Like I’m attracted to him, sure, who wouldn’t be —”
Holy shit.
“— but, like. I don’t like him, do I?”
Holy shit.
“I mean, he’s my rival! How can I like him?”
Holy shit! Holy motherforking shirtballs! This little dumbass has no idea!
“Like, yeah, sure, he’s occasionally funny, I guess. And I guess he’s kind of sweet — did you know he checks on all of us before bed every night? Yeah! That’s kind of cute. And, god, there’s all those little gifts he makes, and he’s so protective —”
Shiro just stares at Keith with a quiet kind of awe. There’s no way his brother is this much of a dumbass. Is that even possible? For someone so smart to be so fucking dumb?
The sigh Keith lets out can only be described as dreamy. “ — and shit, Shiro, you should see him kick ass in training, he’s been working on this insane triple flip maneuver…”
All of a sudden Keith trails off. For the first time since Lance was brought up (by Keith, Shiro might add), Keith is silent.
“Oh my god,” he says, shooting up straight and looking at Shiro with wide eyes. “Oh my god, Shiro, oh my god. I’m in love with him! Oh my god!”
Because Shiro loves his dumbass little brother, he holds himself back from saying ‘no shit, Sherlock’.
“Congratulations, doofus. You’re officially the last to know.”
Well. He mostly holds himself back.
Kind of.
He holds himself back a little, okay? That counts for something.
Keith gapes at him. “Everyone knows?”
Shiro nods, because even the allies they’ve only met once know.
“How can everyone know? I didn’t even know!”
“Well, you’re kind of oblivious,” Shiro says.
“Hey!”
“Sorry, bud. It’s true. I mean, you didn’t even know you liked Lance until a couple minutes ago.”
“Of course I didn’t! It’s not like it’s obvious!”
Shiro decides it’s in his best interest to keep his mouth shut. Keith tends to get a little stab-y when annoyed. He’s easily provoked, like a particularly skittish kitten.
“Oh my god. Is it obvious? I thought you were exaggerating!”
“Uh, no. Anyone with a basic understanding of human behaviour knows you’re absolutely down bad for Lance, bud.”
Keith makes a kind of squeaking noise, which is hilarious and also makes Shiro wish he had recorded it.
“Holy shit! Does Lance know?”
Shiro can’t quite hide his grimace. “Well, he doesn’t… not know, per se.”
“That’s so embarrassing, god, I am going to eject myself into space —”
“Well, I don’t think it’s that big of a deal. Lance likes you, too, so I imagine it all evens out, yeah?”
“Lance fucking likes me?”
Shiro needs some shut-the-fuck-up practice. Seriously. He clears his throat.
“Um, yeah. He regularly complains about you being too chickenshit to ask him out.”
“He regularly — I’m too — if he knew I liked him, how come he didn’t ask me out?”
Shiro shrugs, although he’s pretty damn sure he knows why.
“Maybe you should ask him,” he says.
Keith’s eyes narrow dangerously. “Of course I’m going to talk to him. In fact —”
He throws his legs over the side of the bed with a pained grunt.
“Woah, there, Casanova,” Shiro says, pressing a hand to his shoulder. “Back down you go.”
“Absolutely not, Shiro,” Keith argues as he lies back down, “I need to talk to that dumbass. I need to tell him —”
“And you will have your big gay moment,” Shiro promises. “I’ll send him over, okay? After you nap. No need to rip your stitches.”
“I don’t want to nap,” Keith says petulantly, crossing his arms like a six year old.
Shiro pats his brother’s head as he tucks him in. Shiro can’t help but grin to himself. He remembers doing this for a much younger little kid, half the size but just as grouchy. He pushes Keith’s bangs back, pressing a quick kiss to his forehead. Keith grumbles about germs, but allows it.
“Talk to Lance later. Heal for now. Love you, kiddo.”
Keith rolls his eyes, but the corners of his mouth twitch. “Whatever.”
Shiro shakes his head with a grin, flicking Keith on the nose before heading for the door. Just as he’s closed the lights and steps out into the door frame, Keith stops him.
“Shiro?”
Shiro freezes. Yeah, his voice is a little deeper, a little more grown, but it’s the same little kid who woke him up in the dead of night because he had a nightmare and wanted Shiro to tuck him back in.
“Yeah, Keith?” His voice cracks with emotion, but Keith doesn’t comment on it.
“…Thank you. For staying with me. For, uh, your advice, too, even though it kind of sucked.”
Shiro laughs quietly. “Anytime.”
“And, um. I love you too. Even if you’re a dweeb.”
Shiro smiles so wide his eyes crinkle, and turns back a bit to look at Keith.
“I know, you little goober. I love you too.”
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fandomination666-blog · 5 months
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On my train of somewhat spanish speaking Keith posts...
Lance starts listening to the song Mayores by Becky G and Bad Bunny.
Keith knows damn well what's going on in the song.
And now he can't stop thinking about the new age difference between him and Lance.... and how Lance probably WOULD like someone to bring him flowers and whisper poetry in his ear when they.... NO KEITH FOCUS ON TRAINING
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awhoreintheory · 2 years
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Shiro 10/10 has an AMAZING narrator voice and uses this innate talent to harass his one and only little brother, Keith, every chance he gets.
Shiro: The ravenette paced the room anxiously, biting his thumb as he thought about the one, the only, Lance McClain.
Shiro: The ravenette's angry purple orbs shot an unjust and unprompted glare at his one and only brother. The r-
Keith: say another word. I dare you. I know where you shit, asshat.
Shiro: ... he seethed, stalking ever closer to h— AH WAIT NO, KEITH— STOP HITTING ME WITH THE PILLOW— OW!
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moonwreathe · 5 months
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is fandom culture dying or am I just in dead fandoms
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cryptidsloth · 2 years
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People who grew up expecting Klance to become canon are unphased by the outcome of stranger things season 4
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squonkinaswamp · 10 months
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childhood best friends to lovers
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binart · 2 years
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DTOK page 7! (First)(Previous)(Next)
coran knows all of their heights and THIS ONE AINT RIGHT!!!
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badsongpetey · 1 year
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Another art from the post s8 klance fic I'm working on. It's called 'Pondering Lance' bc it's pretentious and Lance is beautiful.
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