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#omg happy birthday Keith!!
childoftheriver · 10 months
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Happy birthday to our favorite armadillo tank and the boys that created him!
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negativegrl · 2 months
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turned 16 today.. crazy
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Omg idk if you’ve seen the tiktok of Keith urban outing Phoebe and Bo’s relationship but imagine that concept in the Taylor verse where Gigi is recording herself singing at the eras tour and in the background Matty and reader are making out and the Internet goes crazy
omg yes. gigi is in her own little world, having a great time with lily and their friends. she’s recording the whole time and hardly even notices the commotion in the corner. (bonus points if it’s during lover or enchanted) but i’m envisioning: you came late, having just gotten off of a flight. you were rushed through the crowd and into the tent, uttering apologies when you arrived. you bid your hellos to your friends and the others in there, promising gigi you would catch up asap. and then you see him, standing in his little white shirt rolled sleeves black pants get up and you can’t help but match his smile. gigi’s begun recording herself now as the climax of the song is impending. instantly, you rush over to matty and he’s wrapping his arms around you, intertwining his fingers against your lower back. “hey you,” he hums, leaning down to press a kiss to your forehead, cheek, jaw, nose- any area of skin that he can attach his lips to (that’s appropriate for the time and place). “hey,” you hum back, reaching up to brush some stray curls from his forehead. “you tired?” he asks, tucking his tongue between his lips as he rubs his thumbs over your lower back. “eh, i can sleep later. really just wanted to come see my friends,” you giggle. “oh so i’m your friend now?” you only roll your eyes at him and happily just sway with him for few counts. “really digging the prince eric look,” you tease as you break the silence and he just laughs at you, dipping his head down to firmly press his lips to your own. it’s slow and filled with the longing that you both felt from being separated for so long.
the next morning, you wake up wrapped in his arms in the guest room of taylor’s nashville condo. he looks so peaceful and happy and that’s when you hear the incessant buzzing of your phone next to you. there’s about 20 texts from gigi, all apologetic in nature, a few from charli asking if you saw it and to check twitter asap and a handful from your publicist asking if you can call her for a chat. you’re almost nervous, you didn’t do anything wrong that you can think of. but against your better judgement, you log onto twitter and see just what everyone was talking about. in the darkened corner of gigi’s tiktok, you see two very familiar figures embrace and laugh and then seal their lips together. you blink a few times. that’s one way to confirm a relationship.
the internet is going CRAZY. like absolutely bonkers. there had been suspicions for weeks now, following matty visiting you on set (more on that in another ask;)) and you going to his birthday show. and now, everyone’s getting the confirmation they so greatly desired. “they’re just friends guys” “never seen matty look at a friend like that be so serious” people are FAWNING over the way you embrace and laugh and look at each other. and (pretending matty didn’t delete socials) he posts a very fitting good morning guys of you sleeping from the night before.
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keithisbae1 · 2 months
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Happy Birthday Keith 🥳🥳 I hope you have a fantastic Birthday and thank you for all the SasuSaku fanfics you've shared. I always end up rereading them when I'm stressed/having a bad day ((especially Baby Sarada's Adventure))and it makes me feel better so thank you 🥰
Omg thank you so much anon 🥺 I didn't expect such a sweet message 😭🥹 I'm glad you like my stories and they cheer you up and thank you for the Birthday wishes 🥰🥰🥰
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dutchwinter · 5 months
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HELOO HAPPY BIRTHDAY OLIVER MY FRIEND IM GIVING YOU A THOUSAND KISSES AND I HOPE YOUR DAY IS WONDERFUL!!!!
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^ us if u want
omg yes us!!!! I LOVE YOUUU THANK U SO MUCH KEITH KISSES <333
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elliebartlets · 21 days
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veronica mars rewatch 1x11: silence of the lamb
• no not sheriff lamb again *proceeds to throw up*
• seriously there is absolutely nothing redeeming about that man.
I mean aaron echolls ain’t redeeming either but I rather watch him because he’s at least fun to watch. Lamb is just…a shit stain on a wet sock.
• Madison Sinclair is soo annoying
• no wait I remember this!! Mac and Madison Sinclair are related because Mac was adopted and her real parents are Madison’s parents or something
• oh no they were switched at birth!
• I also like how there is no mention of the Christmas party or Aaron getting stabbed in the last episode lol
• omg Mac’s mom totally looks like Madison Sinclair
• “I was switched at birth with Madison Sinclair?!” Yes I’m afraid you were
• I honestly can’t remember how this plot ends
• Veronica you’re gonna give Mac the news at home??? With her parents there???
• oh I remember Leo. Doesn’t he uh have a thing with Veronica?
• JESSE PINKMAN?!?! AARON PAUL IS IN THIS EPISODE?????
• No fuck that bitch, if I were Mac I’d have told her the truth too
• “Happy birthday Madison. Thanks for being such a gracious host. Martha Stewart has nothing on you.” I love Veronica’s sarcasm I live for it
• I love when Weevil shows up to help Veronica
• I feel like Veronica is lucky Leo didn’t turn around to give her a “can you believe this guy?” look about Weevil because if he did he would’ve noticed she was gone lol
• also shouldn’t there be security cameras near/in the evidence room?
• I think Madison’s/Mac’s mom recognized her when they were having that conversation
• oh wow Lamb you got the wrong culprit. Again.
• *Keith looks at Leo then Veronica then Leo again* “So you two know each other?”
• ummm why did Keith ask the two random guys in Leo’s band to follow Veronica back to the sheriff’s station?? They could’ve been the killers for all he knows!
• ok so it was the guitar guy
• The way Leo is so chill about getting suspended because Veronica snuck into the evidence room and left it unlocked…he’s literally smiling and is like “haha I should’ve known better” like huh??
• Aaron Echolls called in the tip on Abel Koontz?? uh why did he decide to frame Abel specifically?
• This whole switched at birth storyline is so messed up. The scene with Mac and her mom with the hands on the window. 🥺 And then they just…move on??
• oh it was Clarence Weidman? No I swear that’s Aaron Echoll’s voice
• Veronica taking picture of Clarence Weidman and sending them to him is very ballsy
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six-of-gays · 4 months
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Omg I'm so sorry keith I forgot your birthday :( so
HAPPY BILATED BIRTHDAY KEITH (I'm like 3 weeks late sorry)
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rcci · 2 years
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my boys my boys my boysssss
i love them so much
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halfjackets · 5 years
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happy birthday to the emo samurai mullet spicy gay knife boi that i (and lance, of course) fell in love with when i first watched vld !!!
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riskeith · 5 years
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happy birthday, keith! ❤️ (23/10)
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finchlover · 5 years
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😍😍💗💓💕🎉🎊🎊HAPPY BIRTHDAY KEITH I LOVE U SO MUCH UR MY BABY I WOULD DIE FOR U YOU'VE COME SO FAR UR NUMBER ONE IN MY HEART AND I'M SO PROUD OF U YOU'VE MATURED AND YOU'VE GROWN INTO A NATURAL LEADER AND U DESERVE EVERYTHING IN THE UNIVERSE AND BEYOND I LOVE U SO MUCH KEITH!!😍😍💖💕🎉🎊❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤💋💋💋💓💝💞❣💕💌💖💙💚❤💘
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otakuladylove · 6 years
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Parallels, more liking than you think
So, I was re-watching The Lion King 2: Simba’s Pride for the millionth time and the song, ‘Love Will Find A Way’ started playing when suddenly I was hit with deja vu!!! Something about it was nagging at me. So I re-watched the song 3 more times before I realized what my nagging feeling was.
This face here!!!
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 Now, I know I’ve seen this face before, but where?
 By the way, this is the part in the song where he realizes that ‘love is never wrong and so it never dies’ as told to us by the lyrics in the song and thus Kovu makes up his mind to try to talk to Kirara because she means the world to him. What’s amazing about this scene is that he looks at Kiara, with all the love that he has in his heart. It’s a very sweet and honest moment between the two. 
However, that face nagged at me until I realized, it reminded me of this...
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and this face here
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ITS THE EXCAT SAME LOOK!!! THE SAME DRAWN UP EYEBROWS, HEARTFELT EYES AND A HUGE SMILE!!!! THEY ARE THE SAME. THEY PARAELLE EACH OTHER. 
Both are love drawn expressions and you cant convince me otherwise! 
The more I looked at it the more, I started to see Keith in Kovu. Both take things to the extreme, both prefer to be alone, both likes to fight, both are super cool, and both share the same kind of expressions.
 like this one here. 
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and this one
By the way, both are flirting with their SO in these scenes and both uses the same expressions to flirt and its a kind of... playful, cocky, and humous way. 
quirk of eyebrows, looks to the side, head cocked, mouth open in lopsided fashion....etc, etc
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and this one
In these scenes its both Kovu and Keith admiring their SO being so badass! Again, both share the same god forsaking expressions!!!!!
eyebrows up, eyes widen, jaw dropped…..
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Now the next two are a bit of a reach but, I think there are worth talking about.
You’ll notice that Kovu and Kiara are side by side. they are equals. when they first met, Kovu considered himself above Kiara but once they got to know each other, Kovu quickly changed his outlook and thus he considers her his equal.
same could be said with Klance. season 3 really hit home their growth in walking side by side and becoming equal. 
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and this one is the BIGGEST reach that I could find but I really like it.
So we know after the song, ‘love will find a way’ the two horseplay and end up by the lake and Kovu says. ”Look we are one.” and thus this picture is seen below.
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 its a sweet moment to show that they are two halves made whole, they complete each other, they are one in the same in every sense of the word. 
It not only speaks volume about their love but  it also paints a vivid portrait of them as a species. 
After Kovu says this, does Kiara realize that they are all lions and as such, they should not fight.
Now with Voltron they reassessed a pin with Lotura on it that kind reflects the same message(although Lotura ended up as the ‘shadow’ of what that massage is, and how they turned that message on its head. im still a bit upset about it..but)
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The reason I added this Lotura pin into the mix, is because, some wonderful person emailed the Voltron merch team and asked about Klance having a similar pin to that of the Lotura pin and they responded that they would need to make something close to it for the NYCC this year!!!! 
It not saying its a parallel but...yeah! “They are one” 
Anyways, the more cool similarities, parallels, and ‘tropes’ I find of Keith/Kovu and Lance/Kiara, the more I realized, I MIIIGHT have a type for my ships. lol
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yelonis · 6 years
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[23•10•2017] HAPPY BIRTHDAY KEITH!! 🎉🎉🎉
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Hi everyone!  I’m sorry I couldn’t upload this last night, but I worked really hard on a short fanfic for Keith’s birthday!  I am working on creating an AO3 account, so I’ll tell you when I get that up.  Anyway, this is purely giggles and fluff; I hope you enjoy!
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Hand shaking, Lance gently squeezed the makeshift piping bag as he attempted to write out the letters.  So far, so good.  Currently, “Happy” was spelled out on the white icing that Hunk had carefully spread.  Lance had desperately wanted to help decorate Keith's birthday cake, but Hunk had been a little hesitant, (and with good reason).  He peered tensely over the edge of the table at Lance's detailed, slightly sloppy work.
“QUIZNAK!” he shouted suddenly.  Hunk jumped.  
“WHAT? WHAT HAPPENED??? TELL ME IT DOESN'T LOOK LIKE A WINTER MURDER SCENE! OH, I CAN'T BARE TO LOOK!  WHAT DID YOU LANCE – TELL ME!!!”
“Relax, Hunk.  I just got my hand in one of your frosting blobs,” Lance said, licking the red from the side of his hand.  Hunk glared as Lance went back to his work.  He hummed as he piped, just barely moving his hips to the song.  Evidently delighted with his work so far, a wide grin spread over his lips.
“Keith's gonna love this,” he said happily.  Hunk grinned.
“Ooh, KeiTh'S gOnNa LoVE tHis,” he mocked, batting his eyelashes.
“Shut up!  You know what I think of Keith.  He's an obnoxious, angsty jerk – however, he is my rival and fellow paladin,” Lance huffed defensively, not sure why he was so in denial over it.
“Right. You do realize that you told me, right?  But sure... it's totally normal to want to make your rival a cake...” Hunk mumbled.
“Obviously. How is that not normal?  I could care less about his stupid mullet and his gorgeous eyes...” Lance rambled as Pidge silently walked into the room.  He looked suddenly up as her bright green hoodie broke his concentration.  She smirked smugly, high-fiving Hunk in triumph.
“Called it,” she said, not a single ounce of surprise in her voice.
“What?” Lance asked.
“Do you not hear yourself when you talk?  Honestly, you two are the most clueless people I've met in my life!  All you do is pine when you're not together, and all you do is argue when you are.  Please just save that poor boy from his misery,” she sighed, skeptically glancing at Lance's decorations.  Lance huffed and stuck his nose in the air.  He set down the piping bag on the table and admired his work, far too pleased with himself.
“Done! Who needs a bakery when you can get ya boi Lance on the job?” he grinned.
Hunk and Pidge stared at it blankly, not sure what to say.  They didn't want to stomp all over his happy mood, but there was something most definitely wrong with the cake.  Let's just say that one of them would have to break the news that cake-decorating may not be in his future.  Hunk slapped his palm against his forehead.  Pidge bit her lip, trying to hold back a giggle.  Lance looked at both of them after a moment of awkward silence.  It had not been the reaction he'd been looking for.
He looked slowly down at the cake.  His complexion drained to a shade that Hunk did not think possible his tan face could reach.  He looked slowly back at his two friends.  Then back to the cake.  It was as if the castle was crumbling down around him and his feet were plastered to the ground.  He wanted to scream.
“HOW THE QUIZNAK DID I MANAGE THAT?!?!?!!” he screeched.
Staring in disbelief at the cake, Lance was assaulted by the offensive red lettering.  It now read, in very shaky handwriting, “Happy Birth.” Even worse than the ironic message were the questionable red hearts surrounding it.
Pidge lost it.  She bust out laughing, gripping onto Hunk's shoulder for support.  Hunk couldn't breathe.
“Ha-happy birth,” she wheezed.  “Such heart.”
“Shut up!!! I blame you guys!  You were distracting me,” Lance said sulkily, glaring.  “I want to re-do it.”
“NO!!! It's way too perfect. Anyway, we don't have enough time,” Pidge said, a little out of breath.  “I originally came in cuz Shiro sent me to see if you guys were done.  He needs help wrapping a gift or something, and he needs to decorate the dining room.”
“WHAT?!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!! I can't give him this!” Lance screamed, on the verge of a mental breakdown.
“C'mon, it's not that bad.  I actually think he'll appreciate it,” Pidge reassured him.  “At least you tried.  And it'll taste great anyway!”
“That's because Hunk made it.  I can't do anything,” Lance mumbled quietly.
“Looks like someone's thoughts were occupied with a certain birthday boy,” Hunk grinned, not hearing Lance's last comment.  “C'mon, let's go help Shiro.”
Lance looked down despairingly at his decorating failure one last time before following Hunk and Pidge, wishing that he had drawn anything other than little hearts in that stupid red icing that turned out to be more permanent than ink.
A depressing groan met them from Shiro's room.  He was surrounded by a sea of crumpled paper and large leaves from the strange bushes outside.
“Uh... I got Lance,” Pidge announced their arrival, gently pushing Lance forward.
“Hey! What's going on?” Lance asked, looking back disgruntledly at Pidge.
“I – I've been trying for hours.  I can't wrap to save my life,” Shiro sighed.
“Why would you need to be able to rap?  I mean, if that's what you called me for, I guess that I can try...” Lance asked, confused.
“I need to wrap a gift!  I made him a new sheath for for Keith's blade, and the leaves from that bush outside make good enough wrapping paper for space,” Shiro explained.
“Ohhhh, I get it.  Wow, you mean there's something the Great Shiro can't do?” Lance laughed, walking over to where his friend sat in denial. “Whoa,” he said, peering into the box containing the leather sheath.  “This is incredible!  You mean to say that you can sew like this but you can't wrap a gift?”
“I can't do everything, Lance,” he shrugged.
“Don't worry, I'm an expert at this,” Lance assured him, folding the giant leaf's corner over the edge of the box.  Finally.  Something I can do, he thought.  “I have a big family,” he smiled.
“Thank you.  You're a lifesaver,” Shiro smiled, standing up.  Lance beamed “Hey, how'd the cake go?”
The short-lived smile fell from his face in an instant.  Lance groaned. “Don't ask,” he said, finishing the parcel.  Oh no, he thought.  I have to find a gift for Keith somehow!
“It can't be that bad,” Shiro said, frowning.
“Oh, it's that bad,” Pidge snickered.  Shiro tried not to smile. “Pidge, Hunk, can you start decorating the dining room?  I'll be there in a moment.”
“Sure!” Pidge agreed, pulling Hunk along behind her, who winked at Lance.
Shiro looked down at Lance.  “Could you go check on Keith for me for a minute?  Make sure he's still busy,” he said.
“Oh – uh... sure,” Lance mumbled.  “What should I tell him?”
“I'm sure you'll think of something.  He just needs a distraction, and I don't want him to spend his day entirely alone,” Shiro said, walking towards the door.  “And Lance – you need to have a little more confidence in yourself.  And don't worry,” he added.  Lance's brow furrowed in confusion.  Don't worry? He watched as Shiro walked out the door.  What could he have meant by that?  He sighed, trying to think of something that could distract Keith from leaving his assigned cell – his room.  He could feel the heat flooding to his face already.  He had to tell him sooner or later.  But it could wait for a while longer.
His thoughts were interrupted by an outburst of laughter from the dining room.  Apparently Shiro had seen the cake.
Lance knocked softly on the door to Keith's room.  What could he tell him?  There was a moment of silence before the door slid open to reveal Keith, graphite covering his hand and smudged on his cheek.
“Oh – Lance,” Keith said, standing awkwardly.  Lance wasn't sure that any of the paladins, except possibly Shiro, had been in his room. The only time Lance had ever seen it was when he had sought Keith out, confronting him about his worries of having six paladins.  “Come in,” he said, gesturing into the room.
It was organized, but a little cluttered at the same time.  There were detailed drawings covering the walls which he hadn't noticed before, and a sketchbook was laying open on his bed, a pencil resting in between the pages.
“Did you need something?” Keith asked, trying to lift the silence.
“Oh, uh, I wanted to tell you...” Lance took a deep breath.  He ran his fingers through his hair.  Maybe he should just say it.  How bad could it be?
“Happy birthday!” Lance blurted out suddenly.  “Shiro told me,” he explained quickly, noting Keith's surprise.
“Oh... thanks,” Keith muttered awkwardly, running his own fingers through his hair.  That was stupid, Lance thought.  “Really, thank you,” he repeated, noticing Lance's silence.  Lance wondered if he had been the first one to tell him that today.
“Can I ask you... is there something wrong?” Keith asked.
“What? No!  No, what would make you think that?” Lance laughed nervously.
“First of all, usually you never shut up, and now I can't get you to speak. Second of all, the only time you've ever deliberately sought me out was when you were genuinely concerned about something,” Keith said.
“Hey! I -” Lance started, crossing his arms, but Keith interrupted him.
“I didn't actually mean that as an insult, I just...” Keith mimicked Lance's movement subconsciously.  Neither of them could take the awkwardness of the current situation.  “I wanted to make sure nothing was upsetting you.”
The only thing upsetting me is how blind you are and how much I want to pull you closer to me by that stupid mullet, Lance thought, frustrated.
“No. I just wanted to say happy birthday,” he said again.  “I didn't realize you drew so much,” he changed the subject, gesturing to the drawings surrounding them.
“Yeah, art was the only thing that was ever constant in my life,” Keith said quietly, stepping in front of the wall almost as if to block his view from something.  “It was something I could always fall back on.  I'm almost out of paper now.”
“You're really good,” Lance said, recognizing some of the sketches as planets they had been on or aliens they'd met.
“Thanks,” Keith looked down, evidently unsure how to take a compliment.  Lance was infuriated by his adorable, soft expression.  An idea sparked in Lance's mind.  He should leave.
“You've got some graphite on your cheek,” Lance grinned.  Keith automatically raised a hand to his face, pointing to his cheek.
“Here?”
“Higher.”
“Here?”
“Higher.”
Keith raised his hand again, but Lance pushed it away, leaning closer and reaching towards Keith's face, gently rubbing at the smudge on his cheek.
He wanted to pull his hand back.  That was a bad plan – his hand was cradling Keith's face, and it would only take one small motion to pull him closer.
“Something has been bothering me,” he said quietly, hand still holding Keith's face.  He had made his decision, and there was no backing out now. “But I'm not sure that you'll like it.”
“Try me,” Keith whispered.  That was it.  Lance.  Couldn't.  Take.  It. Any.  Longer.
He pulled Keith towards him, kissing him gently, one hand still holding his face, the other running through his hair, spreading through the soft, dark mullet he had longed to feel for too long.  Keith's lips were chapped, but soft against his own.  He pulled away after just a moment longer, hating to end the moment but afraid to go any further. Neither spoke for a moment, and Lance's heart was pounding so hard in his throat that he couldn't even swallow.  He couldn't relax his tense body until he saw Keith smile.
“The smudge is still there,” Lance dared to joke, a laugh tugging at his lips.
“I don't care,” Keith grinned, pressing his lips against Lance's.  A warm hand pulled his body in, and another tugged the loop of his jeans, yanking his hips closer.  Lance reveled in the moment, letting Keith take the lead this time, drinking in every detail.  The taste of his lips, the warmth of his body, the desperate undertone in his movements.  Keith kissed Lance just like he did everything else: dangerously and without thinking.  And Lance loved it.  Pidge was right; there was no one quite as clueless as them.  Shiro was right; he didn't have to worry – not about rejection anyway.  The only thing he had to worry about in this moment with his lips against Keith's and his tight heart pounding furiously against his chest was that, after all he'd survived so far, Keith might be the death of him.  But that wasn't such a bad way to die.
Quite a while after Lance had come knocking on Keith's door to distract him, (which he felt he did a very good job of), he had rushed back to his room to try and put together his idea.  It had taken a lot of time, a lot of careful planning, and a lot of paper, but he finally had a product he was pleased with.  He hastily wrapped his gift and tucked it safely under his arm.  It was finally time.
Hours later, Lance once again found himself outside of Keith's door.  But this time he knew exactly what he was doing.  He knocked, more confidently now.  The door slid open and Keith beamed.
“Lance,” he greeted him.  He looked happier than he had for a long time.
“I have something for you,” Lance said, stepping inside and thrusting the small parcel in his direction.
“You didn't have to-” Keith started, taking it.  He glanced at Lance, then back to the parcel and gently unwrapped it.  He stared at it for a moment, unsure of what to say.  The purple cover had a delicate engraving of two constellations on it: Cancer and Scorpio.  He opened it carefully, flipping through the blank white pages.
“You said you were almost out of paper,” Lance mumbled, looking down.
“It's beautiful – thank you Lance,” Keith said, reaching up to gently kiss his cheek.  Heat flooded to Lance's face and he looked determinedly at the wall ahead of him.
“Hey,” he said, grinning, taking note of the drawings that Keith had carefully covered before.  “Did you draw me?”
“Shut up,” Keith said, faking annoyance.  Lance smirked flirtatiously.
“C'mon, we have a surprise for you.”  Lance led a confused Keith out of the room by his hand, finally okay with the permanent red hearts on the cake.
“HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!” the whole crew shouted as Lance pulled Keith into the dining room.  Keith stood in shock, completely speechless.  A banner was hanging (slightly unevenly) from the wall behind the table. Confetti and small parcels covered the table and a cake sat in the middle of it all.
“Hunk and Lance made a cake for you!” Pidge said excitedly.
Keith blinked, unsure how to react or what to say.  He had never really celebrated his birthday, because he had no one to celebrate it with. He blinked back stinging tears, determined not to cry.  He felt uncomfortable with everyone's eyes on him – being the center of attention was not a familiar feeling.  “Thank you, everyone.”
As they all sat around the table, Keith began to feel more comfortable with the situation, now that they weren't staring only at him.  He looked at the cake and suddenly burst out laughing.
Lance smiled.  He hadn't seen Keith laugh this hard in a while.
“Happy Birth?!!”  he gasped.  “Much celebrate.”  Lance laughed too this time.  Everything was okay.  Keith turned to look at him for just a moment, smiling.
“Happy birth, Keith,” he said lovingly.
“Thank,” Keith beamed back.
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