#klance drabble

[hello-sweetheart]

Okay so I know we all hate the farmer Lance ending to Voltron cuz wtf ya know BUT HEAR ME OUT

Stardew Valley Au where Lance inherits his great uncle’s farm in Pelican Town after struggling with finding his path in life, moving to the town to find that there’s more to the town than meets the eye.

Keith who grew up there with his late father. He kinda takes on a bit of Abigail’s adventurous spirit who had roamed the previously abandoned farm, exploring the monster infested mines, mixed with Sebastian’s antisocial reclusive attitude.

There’s Shiro and Adam, Shiro just returning home and having to learn to cope with his ptsd from being a prisoner of war.

You can have the Holts as a the science family up in the mountains.

Hunk, chef extraordinaire, and Shay running the saloon.

Coran taking on the role of the wizard, knowing everything mystical in nature and living in the tower castle.

And Allura and Romelle being roommates as Emily and Haley.

The blade of mamora as the adventurers guild.

And of course, the mice running the hat shop.

👀 👀 👀

As for the rest of the Stardew npcs I have no idea 💀

But the farm can be either the beach farm (cuz Lance and the ocean) OR the wilderness farm (cuz monsters and Keith).

[centaur-dreaming]

All fic writers have that one document in their drafts that would end their entire career, social life, everything if anyone irl were to find it

[torveiglyart]

12 klance!! :3

Who proposes to whom?

(Lowkey wrote a lot so bear with me.)

Lance beats Keith to it.

Lance had planned this whole get-away vacation for after one of Keith’s missions where they could relax by the beach and he could propose late at night out there on the sand. It was going to be the perfect week of relaxation, activities, exploration, and indulgence.

But then the Blade of Marmora lost contact with Keith.

Hours turned into days. Days turned into a week. Lance couldn’t help but stress clean in Keith’s absence. They had moved in together some time after the 6 year anniversary of the official war-end, originally just as friends. Their friendship had blurred the lines between platonic and romantic, until Lance broke and confessed. To which Keith had simply kissed him, then confusedly told him he’d thought they’d been dating the past year.

They made it official.

Lance knew Keith loved him, but he never truly realized how much until he found a ring in its box in Keith’s nightstand. Lance had no idea how long it’d been there, but he knew exactly what he was going to do when he saw Keith again. And he would. He would.

He did.

A little over a week later from the initial loss of contact, Keith showed up at a BoM base looking tired but okay. Turns out a signal station had shorted out and cut off communication for the entire sector, but he was alright. And when Lance showed up on the BoM base, racing towards him with tears already pooling in his eyes, Keith rushed to think of any apology. He never got to though, silenced by a press of Lance’s lips and then him speaking.

“Marry me.”

“What?”

Lance stepped back to kneel down on one knee, right there in the middle of that base, and held up a ring. No, not the ring he’d found in Keith’s drawer.

He had a whole speech planned, heartfelt and sweet, but it came crumbling apart when he finally set eyes on Keith again.

“I— I don’t want to lose you before I get to have you completely. Please. Marry—”

“Yes.”

As it turns out, Keith had had that ring for months. Always waiting for the right time, but never had the courage to pop the question. Of course he said yes.

[ruenii]

Klance as Texts 1/2 (ft, Keith being a fucking loser)

[vldfix]

keith: i feel.. insignificant i guess…

lance: dude no! if anything you’re like … out-significant!

keith: … what

lance: like … the opposite of in-significant, out-significant

keith: the opposite of insignificant is just significant, lance

lance: yeah but you’re like significant times ten so out-significant fits you

then they kiss

[salmoninzeeweed]

Lance who stops to pet every cat he sees, and Keith who secretly really wants to pet the cat too but he stays back so he can watch as Lance pets the cat 'cause Lance when he's smiling is the prettiest sight he could ask for, and easily beats the want to pet the cat, but Lance doesn't need to know that...

[t00muchanxiety]

i need miserable time travel boyfriends Klance

i need them to be put through the ringer, absolutely blasted- maybe the war is still ongoing and they looking for a way to fix some mistake and go to far back- maybe the war is over but the fight isn’t, and they’re stuck fighting rebel factions and stormy diplomats alike

but no matter what, they find love, affection, and peace with each other, they find solace within their relationship

and then they’re thrust into the past where their younger selves can’t stand each other and now the older pair are standing face to face with the youthful optimism they lost because they became soldiers too young and the question of wether or not the love they got out of the loss and pain was worth it (it was, it always will be)

[surdino]

klance number 3 for the drabbles mayhaps :3

Send me drabble requests here!

I'm afraid I needed some fluff in my life. Here you goooooo <3.

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The lights are on low in Lance's room. A warm yellow to keep them away from their slumber. Almost like the warm afternoon sun, in a way. Keith wishes he knew what Lance looked like sprawled out on a beach, instead of in his bed.

He imagines Lance would smile at him. Joke about how pale he is. He'd probably take his hand and compare tans. He'd tell Keith he needs to go outside more, but anytime he tries he'd lather him in sunscreen, so it's no use anyways.

Lance had mentioned knowing how to surf. Keith can imagine him riding the waves until the sun dips below the sky and it's just the two of them left on the beach. They'd walk home together, wherever home would be, hand in hand and too afraid to let go.

"What are you thinking of?" Lance mumbles, trailing his finger over Keith's chest. Even though Lance is taller, he loves laying like this. He sprawls on top of Keith every chance he gets.

Keith hums. "The beach," he says. The days where he'd keep his mind locked away are long over. He can tell Lance anything, these days. He gets the same in return. He'll never stop being amazed by how his mind works.

Lance sits up, placing his chin on Keith's chest. It hurts a little, but he'll endure it. "You're thinking of the beach. Keith 'can't swim' Kogane, is thinking of the beach?"

"It's not my fault I can't swim," Keith mumbles, distracted by petting a hand through Lance's hair.

Lance scoffs. "Well everytime I try to teach you, you whine about needing to do other stuff. It's okay to admit you're afraid, you know."

"I'm not afraid."

"Why are you thinking of the beach?"

Keith bites his lip. "I was thinking of what it'd be like. If we lived near a beach, or something."

Lance sits up on his knees this time, placing his hands on Keith's chest. He wonders whether Lance can hear his heartbeat. If his face is turning red under his gaze.

"You were what?" He looks at him, eyes wide and mouth agape. "You want to live with me?"

"I guess. Maybe." He shrugs. "We already kind of do, so."

"Wow, you're, like, really in love with me aren't you?" Lance asks, grin spreading over his face. "Like so much it's gross. You wanna hold my hand, and kiss me, take me on dates," he teases.

"I fucking hate you," Keith grumbles.

Lance grins, leaning his face forward and pressing a kiss against his jaw. "No you don't. Take that back right now." He moves farther up, kissing the corner of his mouth. "You love me. You wanna live with me. Near the beach."

"Fucking, fine." Keith pulls Lance forward by a hand on the back of his neck, pressing their lips together. "Now go turn off the light. I wanna sleep."

Lance ignores his order to press another lingering kiss against his mouth.

[deareverlasting]

Fake Crush

(Keith/Lance)

Keith would just like to say.

He was over it.

Even as Allura, his best friend, flitted her blue eyes so bright they were almost purple, between him and Lance McClain suspiciously.

And Lance’s new girlfriend.

The air around Keith fizzed, and his stomach coiled as if waiting for an atomic bomb to go off as he followed the even brighter boy around with his (definitely not longing gaze, shut up, Allura.)

The halls were bustling with friends smiling and catching up, showing off their presents: new phones, clothes, earrings, headphones, all of the above. Laughter rang in Keith’s ears as he closed his locker with a clang, careful not to slam the thing off its handles.

It was day one after winter break, and Keith had had no idea that Lance had gotten a new girlfriend. Lance had never even mentioned the shorter girl with shiny black hair that reached just below her shoulders. Or her dark eyes and cunning smile and dark clothes.

And though that hurt more than he’d like to admit…

“You look…” Allura squinted at Keith, watching his dark eyes for any sign of I’m about to open the nearest window and find out if there really is a God. “Calm.” She decided, though her voice betrayed what she wasn’t hiding: she didn’t believe him.

Keith shrugged, ignoring how the monster in his gut growled and begged to march right up to Lance and snatch him away. Because the Cuban boy with bronze skin and brown hair beneath the warm, dappled sunlight of the morning shining through the windows was a sight that the dark pit in his stomach was convinced was only meant for him. The way his blue eyes refracted in the sun made him look like he was made for stars, and summer’s bright rays. Keith want to bottle up his laughter and smile lines and keep it close to his chest for eternity. But—

Keith shrugged, avoiding Allura’s sharp stare as he tore his own from Lance and the girl (what even was her name? Lance had never mentioned her before, Keith would’ve known) smiling up at him with a certain quirk to the edge of her lips.

“Like I said,” Keith turned his back to Lance, not checking to see if Allura was following as he narrowly dodged a running student. “I’m over him.”

“I’M GONNA DO IT!” Keith wrapped his hands around his neck dramatically, looking up to the sky with closed eyes like some deity might take pity on him as he dropped to his knees in Allura’s room later that day.

A flash of nearly black eyes and even blacker hair pierced beneath his eyelids as he fell forward at Allura’s feet. “I can’t take it anymore.” His voice warbled up and down, groaning.

“I thought you were over him!?” Allura’s eyebrows shot up her forehead, hands reaching out for Keith before thinking better of it, like he might go off any second. “You really had me convinced today, you weren’t staring at him during astronomy, you even said you didn’t care to go when he invited us over to do homework–”

“I LIED!”

INSPIRED BY @_slvx0 's KLANCE HS AU ON TIKTOK!! (this is a drabble of part of their comic... yes i will be writing the whole thing soon)

[insidemjshead]

Klance Drabbles

[ Just keith admiring lance and whatnot ]

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Keith leaned against the doorway, arms crossed as he watched the scene unfold. Across the room, Lance was mid-rant, his hands slicing through the air for emphasis. Pidge was perched on the edge of the couch, one eyebrow raised in dubious amusement, while Hunk leaned back in his chair, snacking on a bag of alien trail mix.

“—and that’s when I told him, ‘Listen, if this machine can’t make my food crispy, then it’s not advanced—it’s defective!’” Lance declared, his voice pitched in dramatic indignation. “The guy didn’t know what to say! Like, seriously, what’s the point of space-age technology if it can’t handle a simple snack upgrade?”

Pidge tapped a finger against her cheek. “Right, because prioritizing snack crispness is exactly what advanced civilizations are built on.”

“I’m just saying!” Lance huffed, pointing a finger at her. “If you’re gonna claim your tech is top-notch, don’t give me soggy fries. That’s false advertising!”

Hunk chuckled, shaking his head as he tossed another handful of trail mix into his mouth. “You’ve got some really strong opinions about food, man. Not that I’m surprised.”

Keith couldn’t help the small laugh that slipped out, and suddenly three pairs of eyes were on him.

“Keith?” Lance asked, eyebrows raised. “Were you standing there the whole time? Don’t tell me you were captivated by my storytelling.”

Keith tensed under their gaze but tried to play it cool, shrugging. “I wasn’t… captivated. Just passing by.”

“Passing by?” Lance echoed, stepping closer with a grin that was nothing short of smug. “Admit it, you couldn’t resist listening to my brilliance.”

Keith rolled his eyes, though his ears burned. “You’re ridiculous.”

“Ridiculously entertaining,” Lance shot back, still grinning as he closed the distance between them. “Go on, Keith. Say it. Say I’m the most interesting person in this castle.”

Keith snorted, shaking his head. “Not a chance.”

Pidge waved a hand, her tone dry. “Lance, maybe save your endless need for validation for someone who isn’t Keith. You’re barking up the wrong emotionally-repressed tree.”

“I’m not barking!” Lance said, throwing his arms up. “This is confidence! Right, Hunk?”

Hunk shrugged, nonchalantly popping another snack into his mouth. “I mean, you do have a way of making an impression. Let’s leave it at that.”

“See?” Lance said, spinning back to Keith. “Even Hunk agrees.”

Keith just shook his head, his lips twitching into a faint smirk. As Lance went back to defending his case with Pidge and Hunk, Keith slipped away from the doorway.

But not before stealing one last glance at Lance—at the way his eyes lit up when he talked, the way his laugh filled the room, the way he managed to hold everyone’s attention without even trying.

There really was something about him. Something Keith couldn’t ignore, no matter how hard he tried.

[sherale-writes]

"Do you even- even understand."

Keith watched as Lance's hands raised up, hovering shoulder level, almost cradling his own face. Blue eyes wide, shimmering with unshed tears.

"Out there-" Lance's voice choked, hands trembling. "Out there you-"

Even as he stood there, even as Keith watched Lance's body hunch forward, tears falling like stars from his eyes, he felt frozen in place. Never had he wanted Lance to cry, to feel such misery over his actions. Yet somehow, every time, when he chose to act first and think later, it always had an effect on Lance that made his stomach twist in guilt.

"You-!" Lance's voice shook, lips trembling apart, hands now shaking as those star drop tears raced down his cheeks like shooting stars.

Keith stepped forward, and when Lance did not step away or swipe at him, he took another, more still until his arms wrapped around the other's body, holding him as Lance trembled and cried in his arms.

"You bastard!" Lance sobbed, hands clutched to Keith's clothes. "I hate you!"

But the words weren't true, and he knew. Keith knew that in Lance's agony, he only said such things because he was growing tired of feeling scared for Keith, of feeling like every moment Keith was gone, it would be the last time Lance saw him.

"I love you..." Keith murmured, stroking a hand over Lance's hair, his neck and shoulder becoming wet. "I love you so much."

Lance's fingers twisted in Keith's clothes, a sob choking any words he had on his tongue. He just held on, and hoped, and prayed, that this time wouldn't be the last either.

[kickis-conan-king]

I like to think that in a modern au, if Keith had any kind of social media, it would be a little bit like one of those accounts where you go “is this guy just really committed to the bit or is he just Like That?” Like his instagram account would be full of nothing but reels where he sets the phone camera down after staring silently into it, walks far enough away that his whole body is in shot and does like, ten backflips before the video just abruptly ends with him still in motion. Another video where he walks around town with a ton of little throwing knives and it’s just a montage of footage of him lodging them into billboards and signs and other random hard to reach places. A lot of his videos are taken in the dark at indiscernible locations with nothing but the flash too bright and distorting his face, his eyes flashing like a raccoons in the brightness, and those videos are the rare times he speaks in his vids but it’s always something like “if life has to include suffering then how come it’s minor shit. I’d rather be miserable in a big way that is kinda badass then go through one more awkward conversation with a barista.” His most normal videos are of his dog just zooming around (no commentary or caption) and just. Footage of his legs dangling from absurdly high places with beautiful views.

Lance just randomly comes across his account while scrolling through his Instagrams suggested reels and immediately becomes OBSESSED with xxjustkeith.xx4510fu. At first Lance thinks it’s a meme account, some kind of bit but then the more he watches the less sure he is. He kinda can’t believe someone That good looking would make anything other then thirst content. He spends hours scrolling the account. He starts to wonder if maybe this guy is a serial killer or something. Then he notices in one of the videos that…hang on…he recognizes that place. And that too. And holY SHIT they totally live in the same town!!! So under one of the videos he comments something obscure but that is undeniably From Their Town, basically calling this guy out on where he lives without doxxing him.

Keith immediately dms him like. Who the fuck are you and what do you want. Lance is like teehee hi uh. I think you’re insane 🥰🤪😉. And Keith is like meet me at x spot at x time for a fistfight. And Lance is like hell yeah brother, writes his last will and testament (a text to hunk) and goes to meet this unhinged hottie who literally said they were going to fight. So they meet up and like. Keith is how he is, kind of mostly just awkward and shy with an inclination for feral hobbies and knuckle first thinking and Lance is how he is all chatter and bravado and challenges and charm and so. The do spar a little bit but once they’re both breathless they just go get coffee and talk.

And after that in all of Keith’s videos there are snippets of someone chattering in the background, tan legs dangling just out of frame, a dude who does backflips with him, someone cheering or whining saying “let me try 😞 Keith hey. Let me try.” When he walks around throwing knives. A dude who is otherwise not mentioned anywhere or tagged in anything.

All the people who are fans of Keith account for its adventurous and surreal humor start speculating in the comments. Eventually Keith gets fed up and posts a video reply to the comments.

It’s in selfie mode. It a beautiful day, and him and Lance are side by side. Wherever they’re sitting it’s up high. A breeze ruffles their hair. Keith looks straight into the camera and says completely monotone. “This is Lance. He’s my boyfriend.” Lances silent shock gets cut off by the video ending (he did not know they were dating.)

[silverbluedragon]

✨ ETERNITY WITH YOU ✨ This short drabble based on the gorgeous ethereal painting by @phosphorus-orion was supposed to double as a birthday present for Orion and a symbolic entry for the @klancekisszine W/DTIYS contest based on said amazing painting...

But as always I am a tad late. But still here. So happy belated birthday awesmazing Orion. I hope you enjoy this slightly angsty drabble but it would not be me unless there was a bit of angst... I have had the story in my mind ever since you showed us sketches of the pic and it has stayed with me since... After all, we are all made of the same cosmic dust....

[lightbroughtinbuckets]

the door creaks open, followed by the rustling sounds of lance dropping his bag in the entryway. a bad habit he refuses to break, no matter how many times keith gets on his case for it.

speaking of keith, he's currently elbows-deep in grading flight tests for his students when he hears the unmistakable creak of wood beneath lance's sneakers.

"hey, corazón," comes lance's voice, chipper as ever. "oh my god, i have to tell you: we were going over colors today, and little rosie knew my marks were blue—or azul—and she was so excited." he plops next to keith, unbuttoning his collar, a grin tugging at his lips. "i love my kids so much." there's a pause as lance peers over keith's shoulders. "so, still grading, huh?"

a nod. a soft groan. keith drops the pencil, rubbing at his eyes. instinctively, lance's nimble fingers find his fiancé's shoulders, massaging circles into the tense muscles.

a sigh slips from keith's lips and he leans his head back against lance's chest. "at least your kids are young and adorable. mine hate me," he finishes with a small pout.

lance chuckles. "they're teenagers. you know what we were like at that age."

"god," keith huffs a laugh. "how could i forget?"

fondly, lance hums, working at a knot at the base of keith's neck. he winces, then relaxes as the knot releases.

"tell you what," lance whispers. "why don't we order dinner? anything you want."

tilting his chin up, keith's stormy grey eyes meet lance's deep ocean. a mischievous grin tugs at the corners of his mouth, a crinkle around his eyes. "anything?"

lance smiles. "para ti, sí, siempre."

keith presses a kiss to lance's lips, soft and warm. "te amo."

and for once, they enjoy the peace and quiet.

note: i think lance would teach at a pre-k that's designed to teach both english and spanish and keith teaches at the garrison/as a flight instructor

[ruenii]

im tired of effortlessly cool Keith. I want him to be such a pathetic guy who cries over the silliest shit and is horrible at rizzing up Lance unless its unintentional.

He would stutter and make himself look like a fool when he PURPOSEFULLY tries to flirt (which Lance would find endearing).

Then he’d just say the most gayest shit ever in the middle of a battle and Lance almost gets shot because of the sheer surprise.

[vldfix]

klance royalty au okay hear me out

altean prince lance. obviously

trans galran keith. nobody will let him do anything he wants because they still see him as a girl so he runs away

keith becomes a knight or a bodyguard or something and is appointed to watch over prince lance

naturally they hate each other at first with keith finding lance to be pompous and stuck up and lance finding keith’s brooding and silence irritating

but one night after there were an abundance of threats toward lance from a group of rebels who wanted to strike down the monarchy keith is ordered to watch over lance in his room with several other guard surrounding the outside and all around the castle, everything on high patrol

keith being quiet and still and lance has enough and yells at him but the yelling turns into crying and begging keith to talk to him but keith being ever so insecure of his voice being a pre t trans guy just held him and they became friends

story shall progress from there … maybe idk we’ll see 😕