#a birthday gift for me thank you lance!

[pucksandpower]

I have an idea for the Grid Kiiiiiids. They all try to start teaching their sister to drive a kart 🥹 up to you how old she is when they start lol but you know Max and Charles especially want that girl in a kart ASAP

Grid Kids: Little Racer

Sebastian Vettel x wife!Reader x platonic!drivers

Summary: the grid kids can’t wait to take their sister karting

Series Masterlist

Lando looks particularly proud as he rubs his hands together. “Alright, we got the best present for her. Trust us, she’s going to love it!”

George nods enthusiastically, “It’s honestly the best thing ever. A bit of an investment for her future, you know?”

Max, trying to hide a grin, chips in, “And it’ll give her a head start in racing.”

You raise an eyebrow suspiciously, “What did you boys do?”

Charles can barely contain his excitement. “Just open the garage and see!”

You slowly make your way to the garage with growing trepidation, the grid kids practically bouncing on their feet behind you. When you open the door, there, in all its glory, sits a shiny new kart, complete with racing stripes and a custom-made helmet with your daughter’s initials.

Your jaw drops. “She’s one! She can barely even walk! What is she going to do with a kart?”

Lance, looking a little defensive, offers up ideas, “Well, she can ... sit in it? Look cute? Take photos for Instagram?”

George chimes in, “It’s never too early to get them started, right? I mean, she’s got the genes for it.”

“Think of it as a ... decorative statement piece for now? Then, in a few years, she can actually use it,” Mick suggests.

You can’t help but chuckle at their over-the-top enthusiasm. “You guys ... she’ll probably be more interested in the cardboard box it came in than the actual kart itself right now.”

Lando pouts, “Well, when you put it like that ...”

You laugh, “Thank you. It’s a very thoughtful gift. But we’re going to have to save it for when she’s a bit older.”

Max smirks, “By a bit older, you mean like five, right?”

You shake your head, exasperated by your impressively stubborn sons but always grateful for how much they love their sister. “We’ll see.”

***

Four years later, the sound of shattering glass pierces the quiet night. In an instant, you’re on your feet, grabbing a baseball bat from the corner of your room. Sebastian, equally alarmed, snatches up a table lamp from his nightstand, wielding it like some sort of medieval weapon.

As you both stealthily approach the main room, you hear muffled whispers.

“Why did you have to step on the vase, Max!” George hisses.

“It was dark! And Lando pushed me,” Max retorts defensively.

Lando protests, “Did not!”

You round the corner, brandishing your bat and glaring at the intruders. “What are you doing in here?”

The grid kids freeze like deer caught in headlights, Lando holding a giant Happy 5th Birthday balloon, Charles cradling a shiny new helmet, and Mick holding a small cake with five candles.

Max tries to salvage the situation with a sheepish grin, “Well, you did say she could start karting when she turned five. We just wanted to be the first to take her.”

Lance points to the clock on the wall that now reads 12:03 AM, “Technically, she’s five now.”

You sigh, lowering your bat, a smile slowly forming. “You guys are ridiculous.”

Sebastian chuckles as he puts the lamp down, “At least wait till morning. And next time, maybe use the door? You all have keys for a reason.”

Charles grins brightly, “Where’s the fun in that?”

Lando glances at the broken vase and nudges a shard of ceramic with his toe. “Sorry about that. We’ll get you a new one.”

You shake your head with a laugh. “Just ... go home. We’ll see you at a more reasonable hour.”

Mick winks with a cheeky smile, “How about 7 AM? Sounds reasonable to me.”

You groan, ushering them out. “Go, before I change my mind about the karting!”

As the door closes behind them, you and Sebastian share a laugh. The grid kids never fail to bring some chaos into your lives.

***

The morning sun is just starting to peek through the curtains when you hear the soft hum of engines outside your window. Rubbing your eyes, you sit up and glance at the clock. 6:57 AM. “Seriously?” You mutter under your breath.

The doorbell rings and the soft hum now sounds suspiciously like the familiar excited murmurs of multiple voices.

You throw on a robe and head downstairs, opening the door to find the grid kids, all in their race suits, clustered on your front porch. Behind them, a trailer holds the tiny kart, polished to a shine and adorned with a large bow.

Max declares, “Told you we’d be back!”

Charles holds out a tray of coffee, “We brought reinforcements.”

George steps forward, a picnic basket in hand. “And breakfast! We figured that after all the excitement, you might be hungry.”

Lando bounces like a hyperactive puppy. “So, is she ready? We’ve got the whole day planned out!”

Sebastian, now also at the door in his pajamas, chuckles, “Let the poor girl wake up first.”

Mick is holding a small helmet and gloves. “We’ve got everything she needs.”

“We even have a little race suit for her.” Lance shows off the preschooler-sized suit, complete with the German flag and her name. “We got it customized and everything!”

You can’t help but join in on their enthusiasm. “Alright, alright. Just give us a minute to get her up and ready.”

The grid kids cheer, high-fiving each other.

As you head back inside, Sebastian wraps an arm around your shoulders. “You know, for a group of the most elite drivers in the world, they sure get excited about kiddie karting.”

You smile back, “That’s what makes it all the more special.”

***

You tiptoe into your daughter’s room, finding her sprawled out on the bed among a sea of stuffed animals. Sebastian follows closely behind, his excitement barely contained.

“You do the honors,” you whisper, motioning to the tiny alarm clock on her nightstand.

Sebastian nudges the clock and it lets out a soft rendition of a race car engine revving. Your daughter stirs, her little eyes slowly blinking open.

“Vroom vroom,” she murmurs drowsily, pushing herself up with a yawn.

“Morning, sunshine,” you greet, brushing a stray hair from her face. “Ready for your big day?”

She beams, “Karting day?”

Sebastian chuckles, “That’s right! And you’ve got a whole pit crew waiting for you downstairs.”

Her eyes widen in excitement, “Brothers are here?”

You nod, “Bright and early. They couldn’t wait.”

She practically jumps out of bed, “Let’s go! Let’s go! Let’s go!”

Downstairs, the grid kids are in a frenzy of activity, making last-minute checks on the kart, packing snacks, and discussing strategies.

“You sure she doesn’t need a quick racing line tutorial?” Lando asks, pointing at some scribbles on a whiteboard.

Max rolls his eyes, “She’s five, mate.”

“Exactly. The perfect age to start,” Lando retorts.

Your daughter giggles as Charles lifts her onto his shoulders, “Look at you, future world champ!”

George hands her a small helmet, “Safety first!”

She tries it on and it slips down half of her head.

“Maybe we’ll adjust that,” Mick chuckles, helping to resize the straps.

Once everything is packed and ready, the convoy sets off for the track. Your daughter, sandwiched between Lando and George, is treated to a hilariously exaggerated commentary of their drive.

“Watch that apex! Oh no, a dramatic overtake by that ... minivan?” Lando narrates, making your daughter giggle uncontrollably.

At the track, the grid kids swarm around, setting up the kart, unloading equipment, and securing the area.

Lance kneels in front of your daughter. “Now, remember, it’s all about having fun, okay? But also ... don’t crash.”

She giggles, “Okay, Lancey.”

Charles takes her hand, leading her to the kart. “Ready to hop in?”

She nods eagerly, and with a little help, she’s seated and ready.

With the helmet securely in place and the engine purring softly, she looks up at you and Sebastian with big, excited eyes.

“Remember, slow and steady,” you call out, giving her a thumbs-up.

She revs the engine, and under the watchful eyes of her brothers, begins to kart for the first time.

As she makes her way around the track, the grid kids cheer raucously and even get a bit teary-eyed. The sight of the little kart zooming around, driven by your fearless daughter, is a memory none of you will forget.

When she finally finishes her laps and the engine dies down, the grid kids rush over, lifting her into the air in celebration.

Lando, panting from excitement as if he were the one driving, declares, “Best. Day. Ever!”

Your daughter is grinning from ear to ear. “Can we do it again tomorrow?”

Sebastian pulls you close as you watch your children make plans to kart together soon. “Looks like we’ve got another racer in the family.”

Your heart melts when you see the look of pure joy on your daughter’s face as she’s surrounded by her brothers. “Formula 1 better watch out.”

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[myownwritings]

One-(p)up - Lance Stroll

lance stroll x fem!girlfriend!reader

Summary: it's your boyfriend's birthday, and you have to think of a perfect idea to one-up his birthday gift to you, except… you somehow forgot his birthday was today.

Warnings: None. This is just one big floofy fluff.

Word count: 2.3k

A/N: this is my first Tumblr post. I hope I did the lay-out correctly.

Requested by @heartbreakinmiddecember.

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It was October 29th, 08:00 AM, and you were pacing nervously through the kitchen. How could you have forgotten about your boyfriend's birthday? His birthday?! You rubbed your temples, trying to think of something that would be a quick fix. And it had to be something amazing. Because for your last birthday, he took you to Paris, showed you the entire city and spent a week in the French city of love.

And you, very confidently, then promised him you would one-up him.

But it is his birthday today, and due to all of the stress at work and him being gone last weekend, you forgot. Girlfriend of the year, right?

You opened the fridge; the least you could do was make him breakfast and hopefully get a wonderful idea before he would greet you in the kitchen.

And in the middle of your attempt to make breakfast, Lance entered the kitchen, only wearing grey sweatpants. You looked up from the pan frying the eggs and smiled at the sight, “My birthday boy.”

Lance returned the smile and walked to you, “Good morning, baby.”

“Happiest birthday,” you said and wrapped your arms around his neck as soon as he was close enough. “I am making you some breakfast.”

“Can I help you?”

You shook your head, “You’re not supposed to help me; it is your birthday.”

Lance chuckled and pressed his lips on your temple, “Okay then. Am I allowed to grab my own coffee?”

“Sure thing. I am almost done anyway.”

You tried your best not to be too nervous around him. Knowing your boyfriend, he was not even going to ask about his present– he did not care about materialistic things. That did help to avoid the subject for at least another few minutes as you danced around the kitchen to set the table.

“Lancey? Come eat breakfast, love.”

“I am right here, baby,” Lance said, taking a seat at the table. “It looks and smells delicious, thank you.”

“I tried my best.”

“I haven’t had a birthday breakfast in years.”

Last year, his birthday was during a race weekend overseas, making it impossible for you to celebrate his special day together, all the more reason for you to make this one special.

“Glad I could make you one,” you replied and took a bite from your breakfast. “When was the last time?”

“I think ever since I was a teenager. Due to the races, most of my birthdays were spent with hotel breakfasts.”

You nodded slowly, chewing and still thinking about the perfect birthday gift, “Are there other things you missed out on due to your career?”

Lance put his fork down as he tilted his head, visibly thinking about an answer. He had not expected the question; the two of you never really discussed childhood matters, as it was not necessary, according to you— you much rather focussed on the present time and the future, as those were the times you could still alter.

“Uhm,” he hummed, showing that he was still thinking about it. “When I was a kid, I always wanted a dog, but unfortunately, my parents never agreed due to my lack of availability to take care of it. They said they would hire someone for anything but taking care of a dog.”

“Ah,” You said, and a little smirk crept on the corners of your lips. “Good thing you’re living on your own now, then, huh?”

“What do you mean?”

You shook your head quickly, as a sudden idea had sprung to mind, “Nothing, baby. Just finish your breakfast so we can get ready for the day.”

Lance smirked smugly, “Ah, yes,” he said in remembrance. “You are trying to one-up the trip to Paris. Tell me, how are you going to do so?”

“Oh, Lancey, I can’t spoil your birthday gift already,” You grabbed both empty plates to start and clean up. You had an idea in your head, but you couldn’t arrange it with Lance still near you.

“Go get ready,” You spurred him on to leave the room. “I will clean this up.”

Lance nodded, gave you a kiss on the cheek, and left the room as you quickly loaded the dishwasher. You waited until you heard the water from the shower running before grabbing your phone.

The idea had suddenly snapped into your mind; there is a puppy ranch nearby, and you knew the owner from one of your previous summer jobs, one before you got your full-time job, and one before you knew Lance.

You dialed the number, and wonderly, the owner picked up before the third ring, “Hey, y/n! How are you?”

“Good morning, Henri,” You greeted your old boss. “I am good, but I need a favor.”

“Sure, tell me.”

“Did you, by any chance, have 8-week-old puppies at this moment?”

“Uh,” A little sigh rolled over the lips of the man on the other side of the phone, “I think I have one litter of puppies. One of the labradors had 7 puppies, but listen, y/n, 5 of them are already reserved and paid.”

“That means two are not, and I just want to bring my boyfriend over to cuddle with them, too. Is that possible? It is his birthday, too. I promise to buy whichever one he chooses.”

“Of course, you and your boyfriend can come over. I also have a litter of 5-week-old labradors.”

“Thank you, Henri!” You almost exclaimed; your plan was actually working. “We will be there within an hour.”

You hung up and walked to the bedroom. The shower just stopped running, and Lance stepped out of the bathroom, towel around his waist.

A playful whistle ran over your lips, immediately creating a grin on Lance's face.

"Do we need to hurry, baby?" Lance asked as you made your way to the bathroom.

"Within an hour, but it's nearby. Don't worry."

Lance nodded and got dressed while you took a quick shower and got dressed afterward. He waited patiently on the couch, scrolling through his Instagram as you came down. You smiled as you saw the amount of memes he passed on his following page.

"Ready to go?"

Lance put his phone in his pocket, got up from the couch, and walked over to you, wrapping his arms around your waist and kissing the tip of your nose, "More than ready."

He grabbed the keys to the car from the little dresser in the hallway, and that's when you put out your hand, insisting that he had given over the keys.

"You're kidding me, right?" Your boyfriend asked, almost laughing as if it was a joke. You, too, knew that he was no passenger princess, but for one day, your roles in the car were reversed.

"I am serious, Lance," you said. You shook your hand, another demand for him to drop the keys in your hand.

He rolled his eyes and gave over the keys to his Aston Martin. You had driven it before, mostly when he wasn't in London, you weren't with him to the races, or whenever you ran last-minute errands.

"It better be worth it," He said, taking place in the passenger seat.

"You won't be a passenger princess for long, baby," You reassured him. "And I will let you drive on the way home."

Lance nodded, and you started driving to the ranch. Lance looked out of the window, trying to find any clues on where you were going, but after ten minutes, the busy city street changed into the quiet countryside streets.

"Not long?" He chuckled as he got more comfortable in his seat.

"Five more minutes," you informed him, and that information somehow made him even more comfortable.

Arriving on the ranch, Lance got out confusingly, "Baby, are you sure we're at–"

"Y/n!" A stranger called for you, earning your attention as you turned to where the sound came from.

"Henri!"

Lance got even more confused; he turned along and saw how you quickly hugged the older man. He straightened his back and smiled at Henri as the elder one reached out for his hand.

"You must be the boyfriend," Henri said, shaking Lance's hand. "I am Henri. Y/n used to work for me when she was still a student."

"Ah," Lance retorted, quickly licking his lips. "I am the boyfriend, indeed. Lance Stroll."

"Familiar name," Henri muttered, returning his attention back to you. "Y/n, where did you pick this boy up from again?"

You chuckled, "He's a racing driver, Henri. And I met him when I was at the headquarters of Aston Martin for that job application I told you about."

You didn't get the job, but you did get Lance, who had offered to give you that same job multiple times, but by the time you and him had gotten serious, you were already in a perfect position at your current job.

"Of course," Henri said enthusiastically. "She told me a lot about you before she started that corporate job."

Your cheeks got red as Lance smiled amusingly, "She did?"

"Enough, please," you begged both of them. "Henri, please lead us to Lance's surprise."

The three of you walked across the yard until you reached the building in the middle; Henri stopped in front of the door, "I already let them loose in their playroom. You know how it works, y/n. Good luck."

And Henri walked away, leaving Lance very confused. He reached out for your hand on the doorknob, "What is going on, baby?"

"I am not going to ruin the surprise two seconds before you see it yourself. You heard Henri, I have worked here. I know what's going to happen and how to handle things."

Lance gave you a quick nod, and you opened the door, entering a small, empty hallway. You grabbed Lance's hand and led him to the only other door.

"Ready?" You asked.

"More than ready," he answered.

You opened the door, and immediately, seven puppies ran up to you and the– now very surprised and amazed– boy next to you.

"Oh my–!" Lance exclaimed as the puppies jumped against him and let out little, playful barks. Lance kneeled down to give them attention– big mistake. All seven puppies jumped against him, causing him to fall over.

The puppies took advantage of Lance's vulnerable state, jumping on top of him and licking his hands and his face.

"Y/n!" Lance called out to you, his laugh echoing throughout the room. "Help!"

You first grabbed your phone to quickly snap some pictures. Lance tried to give equal attention to all the puppies, but he was totally outnumbered and there was no way for him even to try and get up.

"Y/n, please!" Lance begged, but the laughs were too contradicting to immediately act on his cries for help.

"You're doing great, baby," You said instead and kneeled down next to him in an attempt to get one of the puppies to go to you instead of to him. "They just seem to love you totally."

Lance chuckled; with the attention of the puppies divided between the two of you, he could finally sit up and give you a cheeky smile, "This was an ambush."

"You did it to yourself. I would never sit down that fast."

"And you didn't think of warning me?" Lance carefully grabbed one of the puppies and started petting it gently before the pup jumped away again.

"You can have a slight do-over with the German Sheppards in the next room. But they are still with their mom, so mostly it is just watching and reaching out your hand when they come to you yourself."

Lance chuckled, "This is already amazing, baby. Thank you."

"You wanna know the best part?"

Lance crocked his eyebrow as he tilted his head, waiting for you to give him the answer.

"We can adopt one," You said happily. "If you want to."

You didn't know how to describe what happened on your boyfriend's face; it went from confusion to realization to shock and happiness.

"What?"

You nodded enthusiastically, "Yeah! We can adopt one of the puppies, which will be yours, entirely. I will just take care of them whenever you're away."

Still, you could not describe the light in his eyes, the way the corners of his mouth must have started to hurt. Everything about him seemed light all of a sudden.

"You're not joking now?" He tried confirming with you.

"No, baby," you reassured. "This is my birthday gift to you."

Lance got up, maybe a bit too quickly, as the puppies tried jumping him again, but he made his way to you and crashed his lips against yours, "I love you so much." 

You cupped his cheek and pressed your lips back against his before whispering, "I love you too." 

It didn't take Lance long to sit back down and let the puppies playfully attack him again. You sat back as the smile on your face only kept growing. And the guilt you had felt this morning had completely disappeared. 

Seeing your boyfriend so happy, so playfully, and finally in the off-season felt incredibly good. 

"Hi there," Henri's voice cut through the laughs, giggles, and small barks. "Having fun, I see."

 You turned around and smiled, "He's in another world." 

"Lance," Henri only now gained Lance's attention. "That blonde over there and the brown one there are still up for adoption."  

Lance looked at both the puppies, his eyes breaking a little just thinking about leaving one behind, "Can't we adopt both?" 

He then looked at you, tilting his head as he gave you his best puppy's eyes. You let out a small groan, "Come on, Lance..." 

"Baby, please," he begged you. "I promise we will do them good. They will have each other to play with. I will spend so much time with the three of you." 

You rolled your eyes, but the smirk already gave away the answer you were about to give, "Only if you admit that I did one-up you on this birthday." 

Lance crawled to you, kissed your lips, and nodded, "You definitely did, baby." 

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[yusume-the-writer]

Valentine's Day

Decided to do this as a Valentine's Day special, hope you like it

An interesting fact that I discovered is that people who are called Valentina/Valentino/Valentim this day is like an Onomastic birthday (Birthday of someone who is named after the Saint of that day) So happy birthday Valentina/Valentino/Valentim!!!

Summary: How they react to receiving gifts from their s/o on Valentine's Day

Confused

They stand there with their eyebrows widened as they stare at the gift in their hands.

It is not a surprise for them to receive gifts at this time or even hundreds of their admirers

Sometimes it was a hassle to have so many chocolates or gifts

But receiving one of your own? It was something they hadn't imagined, but they liked the idea.

Suddenly he caresses your head and sends you a genuine smile

"Thank you" They say with that sparkle in their eyes that only you and one of the few to witness

They wouldn't mind getting a Valentine's Day gift if it was yours

Tom Knowles, Rayne Ames, Lance Crown, Wirth Mádl, Ryoh Grantz, Carpaccio Luo-Yang, Shuen Getsuku, Lance Crown

Stunned

They just stand there with wide eyes when they see you handing them a gift on Valentine's Day

Surprised and little they are stunned

They never got a Valentine's gift from anyone...unless someone stole them

But receiving a gift from you? They're a blushing mess

Without them realizing it, their face is redder than tomatoes, peppers or any other fruit/vegetable that is red.

"Everything is fine?!?" You say worried about them

"Y-yes!!! Everything is great" They manage to say trying to hide the excitement of getting something for Valentine's Day especially from their s/o

Your cuteness will someday be the death of them

Dot Barrett, Abyss Razor, Cello Morceau, Tron Morceau, Milo Genius, Cell War

Joyful

As soon as they realize that you are witnessing it on Valentine's Day, their surroundings light up

It doesn't matter if they've had a bad day or their expression is dull or they just don't show it, the air around them lights up and even seems to have flowers.

"Really for me!" They say doubtful

"Yes! Besides, today is the day to give a gift to your loved one" You say as you bring the gift to them

Suddenly they reach into your pocket and take out a gift and give it to you

"I thought the same thing" They say laughing a little at the coincidence

You can't help but laugh at the coincidence as they exchange gifts

It seems like you read each other's minds

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Without expression

They just stand there while staring at their present, yet it was so silent you could hear a pin drop.

They don't say anything it seems like they didn't like it at all

"If you don't like-" You try to say but suddenly they go through something in your pocket and take out a gift

"...Looks like we had the same idea" They say trying to hide the amusement in their tone as they hand it to you

"Ah! And indeed heh~" You laugh as they exchange gifts

Fate likes to play tricks on you both

Abel Walker, Tsurara Halestone, Agito Tyrone, Orter Mádl, Sophina Biblia, Domina Blowelive, Charles Contini, Lévis Rosequartz, Kenny Clark, Innocent Zero(teenager), Doom, Famin, Epidem, Malta Barrett, Mash Burnedead, Meliadoul Amy(teenager), Wahlberg Baigan(teenager), Olore Andrew, Anser Shinri

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[girlboypersonthingy]

can I request a list of like green flags and red flags for each of the characters in voltron? btw I love your writing:)

Hello friendo, thank you sm! Thanks for the request, I adore this idea. Also…Sorry y’all, I was posting like every other day for two weeks and then I hopped off for like two months. Oof life is really life-ing rn. I honestly chose to write this prompt before a lot of other requests bc it seems like an easy and short thing to bust out quickly. I swear, I will get to the rest eventually 🩵 keep sending in requests if you’d like! And as always… ENJOY~

KEITH ❤️

Red Flags 🚩

TERRIBLE AT COMMUNICATING. We all know Keith is stubborn and easily overwhelmed with a short temper. He doesn’t really know how to talk to people without getting angry. He feels that bc he has a hard time explaining exactly what he means, people never understand him and that makes him mad.

Bro isn’t scared of anything…and that low key scares everyone else. Like…who isn’t afraid of anything? The whole team has tried sooooo hard to figure out what will get Keith to jump out of his skin and scream like a child but to no avail… Boy just doesn’t flinch, doesn’t care, couldn’t care less about bugs and rodents and clowns and heights or anything like that.

Wears his gloves in the shower sometimes. Like wtf ???

Green Flags ✅

Also bc he is not afraid of anything, boy will protect his friends/family/partner SO HARD. He will verbally AND physically tear someone apart just for looking at you the wrong way. Very protective and caring but in a good way ya know?

Actually very selfless and not self-centered in the slightest. Keith is very giving and helpful, despite his tough exterior, he’s very caring, observant and considerate. He’ll give the shirt off his back to someone in need. He’s always down to help others. Ugh Sweet heart ❤️‍🔥

Has a sick ass space wolf that will also protect you like COSMO IS A MAJOR PLUS OKAY BIG GREEN FLAG DOGGO

LANCE 💙

Red Flags 🚩

Obvi his biggest red flag is how flirty he is. Boy will flirt with anything that breaths and that can get really annoying sometimes and affect the rest of the team.

Jealous AS FUCK. Like the petty jealous type. Lance is the kind of guy to pretend he has a partner back home just bc some alien girl he was flirting with said she had a partner already. He’s like “OH YEAH? Wow cool me too, same same, yeah….” But homie’s ego is a bit sore now…

Lies a lot. Lance just panics sometimes and tells a lie. He knows it’s wrong and he always feels guilty after lying to someone but it always just slips out. His mouth moves faster than his brain most the time.

Green Flags ✅

THE BEST HUGGER/CUDDLER OMFGGGGGG. Lance is the best hugger and cuddle buddy ever, period, end of story, try to change my mind. His long arms always stretch fully around the recipient’s torso and he squeezes tight enough to make you feel warm but not smothered. Usually will rest his chin on the other person’s head if they’re short enough (so Pidge obvi).

Very aware of other’s moods/body language/tone of voice. Everyone thinks Lance is “the dumb one” but he’s actually very in tune with what’s going on in the moment, what’s going on around him. I think he can tell how others feel the second he sees them. Good intuition kinda thing. An empath for sure.

Very considerate and often remembers the little things about people. Does he remember what he learned in class just a couple days ago? Pffft heck no! Does he remember everyone’s birthday, every year and get them a very thoughtful gift? HELL YEAHH I LOVE THIS SWEET BOY OMFG 🩵

SHIRO 🖤

Red Flags 🚩

Honestly…idfk Shiro is so perf. Perfect baby boy all the way

Maybe he could seem too nice at first…? Like when someone is nice but ur like “are you for real? Or are you fake and evil and you’re hiding something?” I think Shiro could be perceived as being fake nice at first.

Omg I feel like Shiro is one of those “ oh no, that looks delicious but I can’t. I’m watching my carbs.” YOU KNOW SHIRO IS A GYM DUDE WHO COUNTS HIS CALORIES PLZ

Green Flags ✅

ALSO AN A+ HUGGER. Imagine those big ass arms holding you so softly and so close to his big, warm body. Omg so comforting, so relaxing. Often gives a gently squeeze just before letting go and pulling away. Ugh 😩❤️‍🔥

Literally the most trustworthy man in the universe. Will defend his friends, loved ones, and planet until the end of time. Shiro would die before revealing any secrets you’ve asked him to keep. The best person to vent to bc he’ll never tell another soul about it. He’s like a personal diary

Shiro is sooooo patient. Definitely the most patient one on the team. He really does take his own advice…ya know, patience yields focus 😌 very sweet, calm man. We love Shiro

PIDGE 💚

Red Flags 🚩

GIRL WILL WORK HERSELF TO DEATH PLZ GO CHECK UP ON HER, BRING HER FOOD AND WATER, GENTLY FORCE HER INTO BED SHE NEEDS SLEEP.

Lowkey kinda moody and can get snappy very easily. Pidge is a sweet heart and very smart and a good team player but she’s also stubborn and will yell to get her point across or make herself heard (she’s an Aries…what’d you expect?)

Sometimes very conceited and braggy about how smart she is. Like yeah Pidge, we know you’re a genius and you could code in your sleep. WE GET IT. UR SMART. GEEZ 😒

Green Flags ✅

Pidge is so baby. Yeah, she can get snappy and braggy sometimes but…SHES SO BABY PLZ FORGIVE HER. She’s just young and stressed okay? Give her a break. She’ll apologize eventually with puppy dog eyes and a soft voice and while she looks adorable, she is being sincere and really wants to resolve this.

Very loyal and determined. I mean look how hard she searched and fought for her dad and brother. She won’t stop for anything or anyone once she has her mind set. Pidge Will never leave you behind and will always turn back to help someone in need.

Androgynous royalty. Pidge is soooo chill about her gender and identity. We love a confident babe 🏳️‍🌈💚

HUNK 💛

Red Flags 🚩

Boy is too scared sometimes. I think Hunk has really bad anxiety and it’s not the anxiety that is the red flag, it’s how he copes with it…which he doesn’t. Hunk let’s his anxiety get the best if him sometimes…but he’s trying.

Honestly…does Hunk really have any other red flags??? Baby boy is so sweet idk 🤷🏻

Over eats to the point of getting sick sometimes…and never learns his lesson. (Me asf)

Green Flags ✅

THE SWEETEST MOST CONSIDERATE AND THOUGHTFUL MAN IN THE UNIVERSE OMFG WHAT A SWEET HEART 😩💛 honestly just a very good guy. We love Hunk.

Obvi his cooking skills!!! Can cook for any occasion, on any cooking surface, in any conditions. Can cook so many different dishes from so many rich cultures around the world! So talented. His food always hits.

THE ABSOLUTE BEST at cheering others up. Soooo funny and silly and kind and relatable. He tries so hard to brighten others’ days when they need it. Will stop what he’s doing just to go cheer up a friend or loved one and watch them smile again.

MATT 🧡

Red Flags 🚩

Interrupts A LOT. In any given conversation, he will interrupt and talk over someone else at least once every minute. Can get really annoying sometimes but in his defense, if he waits too long to speak up, he’ll just totally forget what he was gonna say.

Like Lance, I think Matt would be overly flirty and act like a Fuck boy sometimes. Like bro sit your nerd ass down, that person is SOOO out of your league plz chill.

Can not take anything seriously (unless it comes to his family or his or anyone else’s safety) but day to day, Matt makes so many dumb and inappropriate jokes at the worst times. Ugh 😒

Green Flags ✅

Very brotherly to everyone he considers a friend or family. Protective, constantly checking up on others, making sure they have eaten, asking if they need anything from him. He cares a lot. Bonus points bc he’s a very good brother to his actual sibling too. Aww Pidge and Matt are sibling goals. 🥹

HOT AS FUCK NO MATTER HIS HAIR STYLE/LENGTH. You can fight me on this. Matt is gorg and so is his hair at every single moment throughout the show.

Extremely accepting and open minded. Matt treats everyone he meets equally and never seems phased when he meets others so different from himself. He may ask some questions for the sake of his own curiosity, but would never pass judgment on another person.

#voltron #voltron legendary defender #voltron x reader #voltron x you #vld #voltron fandom #keith voltron #keith x reader #lance voltron #lance x reader #pidge voltron #pidge x reader #shiro voltron #shiro x reader #hunk voltron #hunk x reader #matt voltron #matt holt x reader #keith vld #lance vld #shiro vld #pidge vld #hunk vld #matt vld #lance mcclain #keith kogane #pidge gunderson #takashi shirogane #hunk garrett #matt holt

[leclerced]

But if we’re talking Max? I think the moment that he’d ask to share Bunny with Lando and Oscar would be both super cute and hilarious.

He’s as much as a softie when it comes to Bunny as anyone— but I feel like he’d take it like asking the parents to marry their daughter. Asking Lando to visit him for lunch and to bring Oscar since he already used the false pretense of a f1 meeting, he’d bring their favorite things and pull out a full on presentation on how he’d add to their relationship and how he’s loved Bunny for years.

Oscar and Lando would just be giggling until he brought up the slide mentioning the ways they could all fuck— graphics included, and with testimonials from his times sharing Bunny. I’m imagining a review from Charles like “10/10 the only man I would will now ever let suck my dick & dom me”, Daniel like “The perfect sub when the time calls for it, let me make him eat Bunny out (thought he would have anyways)while I fucked her throat and I came harder than I ever have”, and a random one from Lance saying “he actually g took it seriously when I said I needed someone to teach me how to eat a girl out, I did it and Bunny came so hard she cried, 10/10”.

And all of a sudden, they’re taking it seriously— they’ve started to receive the boyfriend experience with gifts, but the ideas of what they could all do together? Now that’s what gets them to take it seriously because while they’ve gotten gifts from Lance, the second they brought up the idea of sleeping with Bunny together, he goes full “no homo” but I can’t imagine a dick near me during it, I can’t come if there’s another dude.

So after the presentation they’re like— ok let’s take a trial run.. a date and then we’ll see what happens after?- 🐝

this is so good i love it so much pls the ending ab lance made me giggleee. oscar flirting with him, knowing it’ll freak him out, just to see his reaction. he is super freaked out like “i’m into women like listen i know i used to not eat pussy but i never have and never will suck dick. at all.” and bunny and lando are losing it like five feet away bc bunny dared oscar to do it.

max having a full slide show presentation with reviews from drivers and exes is so fucking funny. he’s telling them how he’s am in incredible boyfriend, like “you have already seen all the gifts i buy y’all and how well thought they are! but also here is ten slides showing the things i did for birthdays and christmas for my exes.” and it’s like breakfast in bed and whole house is decorated for christmas bc its the only one he’s really home for, there’s piles of gifts under the tree. it looks like a stock image or something but they recognize max’s home so they joke about him paying someone to decorate it and he gets so serious and is like “um no. i did that all myself, are you fucking with me?? this is my favorite holiday.”

he has a list of dates he would take bunny (and them if they want) and its so like he’s bribing her parents bc he’s telling them he’ll pick her up on time and will drop her off at any time they want as if she has a curfew, he’ll show up with flowers, just listing all the things he would do for her to make her happy and by the end of it lando and oscar feel like bad boyfriends bc they’ve never done half the things max says he wants to, like taking bunny on picnic dates on the beach, and she’d be blushing and smiling while watching. she was already on board before max pulled out a stupidly funny yet romantic slide show to convince them. he’d probably do it in a conference room at some track and be using the clicker and a pointer stick to emphasize things.

bunny would be on the slide show after all the reviews from drivers and exes but it’s not a quote, the last slide just has the words “bunny said she misses me.” and he’s like “okay that’s all i have to say! thanks for listening.” and she’s looking to oscar and lando like a kid asking for a pony and they can’t tell her or max with their puppy dog eyes. they go on a little date and it goes really well unsurprisingly?? max dotes on all of them and they’re like sitting around a round table and its just like easy. they all just talk about expectations in a relationship and what they want and need, and by the end of it bunny is praying oscar and lando agree bc. she wants maxie to be boyfriend number three.

#ask #anon #blindfold universe

[silentwillowwhisperer]

Yayyy!

Guys, I completely forgot that yesterday was @lilcatastrophe's birthday!

You are absolutely amazing!!!! Imma make myself write something in your honor, thank you so much for being so kind and encouraging!

Have I written a birthday themed thingy yet?

(My brainstorming process is saying, 'What's a stupid thing we can do to Keith' until I have an idea.)

I love the word extravagant. Flamboyant is fun too. It sounds like flamingo.

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Lance is distraught.

He had been planning to throw Keith a surprise birthday party in honor of their unexpected friendship. He'll never say it aloud, but Keith might actually become a closer friend to Lance than Hunk.

It's hard to say when that started.

Maybe it was late at night in the kitchen when nightmares kept them both up, and they talked for hours just to avoid sleep.

Or it could be seeing Keith laughing on some distant planet somewhere in space, after they had pulled a prank on Shiro out of boredom. (They may have switched his shampoo out for hair dye. Shiro is still quite intimidating with a neon-pink hair floof.)

There's a million tiny moments with Keith that Lance could list, but regardless, he wants to show his appreciation towards Keith in some (extravagant) way.

However, the red paladin had pulled him aside just a couple days before to request that Lance wouldn't do anything big for him.

So now Lance is having a crisis.

Shiro is no help, he apparently finds the whole situation funny, chuckling lightly anytime Lance paces past him.

Keith’s birthday comes too soon. And all Lance has to show for it is a badly wrapped knife, some alien bananas that taste like strawberries, and a cupcake that he made under the careful guidance of Hunk.

They didn’t celebrate, Shiro respects The fact that Keith hates attention, and everyone else kind of just forgot.

Lance taps his knuckles softly to Keith’s door, and there’s a muffled clamor from inside the room before Keith comes out.

Keith scans the tanned boy in front of him wearily before asking with a raised brow, “Can I help you?”

For some reason, Lance clams up and just shoved the gifts into Keith’s face.

At some point, they’ve both ended up in Keith’s room atop his bed.

Keith’s eyes widen when he sees the gifts, and for a moment Lance is ashamed. He feels pretty shabby giving Keith such generic gifts, but his spiraling thoughts are cut off by the other paladin leaping into his arms.

“Thank you. You… I didn’t know I needed this until you gave it to me.”

For a second, Lance thinks Keith is talking about the knife, but then he notices sincere amethyst eyes trained on him.

“You always know what I need, even before I do.”

The warmth that fills Lance is like summer rain and sunsets over the glittering ocean, but more importantly, it’s being here with Keith in his arms.

He stands suddenly and grabs the cupcake before carrying Keith all the way to the observatory, ignoring any protests.

Lance loves this room becomes of its lack of walls. The whole ceiling is made of a glass dome, and the only actual wall is the one with the door.

It’s almost scary, and Lance feels almost lost surrounded by the cosmos like this.

He turns to Keith and hold the small cake up.

“Happy birthday, Love. You deserve every one of these stars and so much more.”

Keith dismisses the random pet name and curls up at Lance’s side.

“Nah. This is all I need.”

They split the cake and stare up at the stars (and Lance graciously ignores the fat, happy tears rolling down Keith’s face).

And you know what? Like this, Lance really does feel like he has absolutely everything.

———————-

You’re the greatest, Kay! Once again, have the happiest happy birthday!

#happy birthday #vld keith #voltron legendary defender #keith kogane #lance vld #lance mcclain #vld #voltron #technically klance #klance #tawny post #kay tag

[shadowqueen402]

A Special Birthday Surprise

A birthday fic that I made due to the fact that it's my birthday! I hope you all enjoy this!

"Eis, set those chairs right over here, please," Lance said, looking at the firefighter while holding a recipe book. He pointed to a vacant table. "They are on the heavy side, so make sure to handle them with ease."

"On it, Lance," Eis replied as he and Jose started to lift the chairs up, one by one, and bring them to the table that Lance pointed at.

"What do you think of these decorations, Balan?" NiGHTS asked. They were helping Fiona and Haoyu hang up balloons and other pretty birthday decorations the colors of royal blue, light yellow, white, and apple red. "Think Aria would love them?"

"Why, my dear cousin, I'm sure as sure can get," Balan replied with a grin. "Aria would no doubt be thrilled to see the final results, if you want my bet."

"I agree with Balan," Iben added with a nod. "After all, they are all in Aria's signature colors." She continued to place the decorations on each table.

Everyone in the Balan Theatre had been extremely busy for almost a week. The reason for this made so much sense; Aria's birthday was coming up. Of course, they had to keep what they were doing under wraps whenever their friend was around.

"Say, has Lance decided on what kind of cake that he'll make Aria?" NiGHTS asked.

"He wishes for it to be a surprise," Balan stated. "But trust me when I say that you will love it when you see the cake with your own eyes."

The doors barged open to reveal Kaylo holding a LARGE pile of presents. "I hope I wasn't too late," Kaylo said.

"Where were you, Kaylo?" Rebecca asked, looking up from the refreshment table that she was busy decorating.

"My family and I went gift shopping for Aria," Kaylo explained. "Then, I spent all morning helping them wraps the presents up. So sorry for the long wait. Where can I set them?"

"I finished setting up the gift table," Bruce responded. "You can set them over there." He pointed to the gift table that was currently vacant aside from the decorations.

"Thanks, Bruce." Kaylo made her way to the table and carefully placed the presents down.

"Wow, that's a lot of presents," Yuri said. "I still have mine at home. I was told that Aria's favorite insect is the Monarch Butterfly."

"One of them is from me," Kaylo said. "I got her a pretty spring outfit. The rest are from my family."

(Meanwhile, in the Night Dimension)

Reala sat on the throne of his domain, humming in deep thought. Since the beginning of the week, that was what he had been doing aside from his duties as a Nightmaren General. This was because he was well aware that Aria's birthday was coming up…

…But there was one problem…

…He was the only one who had no idea as to what to give Aria for her birthday.

Reala needed to think fast as to what to give her. Fortunately, in the time that he dated her, he got to know her a lot better just like she got to know him. So it was easy for him to remember her personal likes and dislikes.

Aria obviously loved cats. Royal Blue was her favorite color. She also liked wearing jewelry as evident on the day that he first met her. She had been wearing her wedding ring that was placed onto her left ring finger by the man that she was once married to.

To know that he was able to fill the gap in her heart that Aria's late husband left brought Reala genuine happiness. To the point where there had been times that he would wonder how things would if he married her.

While he and Aria had talked about marriage at one point, Reala was well aware that she was still a bit iffy about remarrying. This was due to her fear that the same thing that happened to her late husband would also happen to Reala. That he would leave her only for disaster to strike, making him unable to return to her.

That was when it hit Reala…

…He knew exactly as to what to give Aria for her birthday…

…He was going to pop the question to Aria. After all, the two had been dating each other for quite some time.

He had an idea as to what Aria's present from him would look like. It would no doubt represent the love that they had for each other.

With a determined smile, Reala flew into a deeper part of his domain and got to work on Aria's special present from him.

(Three Days Later…)

"SURPRISE!!" Everyone yelled in joy when Aria turned on the lights to the room that the party would take place.

Aria gasped in awe and delight as she looked around. "Oh my goodness!" She exclaimed. "I can't believe you did all of this of me!"

"Well, of course, darling!" Lucy replied with the same amount of joy that Aria had. "You've been such an amazing friend to us! When your birthday came, we just had to celebrate it!" Her eyes landed on a silver charm bracelet that was on Aria's right wrist. "Your bracelet is adorable! Where did you get it?"

Aria smiled as she looked down at the charm bracelet. It had seven charms on it; one was Aria's initial, one was Scotland's flag, one was a princess crown, one was a butterfly, one was a star, one was a heart, and one was a dove. "My mother gave me the bracelet this morning," She replied.

"Well, it looks really lovely on you," Cal commented. "Now, let's go celebrate your birthday." He motioned for Aria to join in on the fun.

"Shall we watch Aria open presents or should we all sing to her a Happy Birthday?" Trisha Jane asked. Before Aria could answer, Leo and Emma came rushing by, fear on their faces.

"Guys!" Emma cried out. "Reala is here in the theatre! He's looking for Aria!"

"What could he possibly want with Aria this time?" Sana asked, suddenly getting protective along with Eis.

"Hard to say, but I only know that he likes her a lot," NiGHTS said, becoming protective. "Either way, if he tries anything funny to Aria, I'll be sure to step in!"

As if on cue, Reala suddenly appeared inside the room where the party was at. Kaylo, Mei, Marina, Rebecca, and Trisha Jane all backed away. Leo quickly shielded Emma while Jose and Attilio shielded Yuri and Cass.

"Reala, why are you here?" NiGHTS demanded, getting into a fighting stance.

Reala smirked at NiGHTS's annoyance. "Isn't it obvious, my dear sibling?" He replied in an amused tone. "I came here to see my girlfriend, Aria. I also happen to have a present for her."

"Reala, this better not be a trick or a sick joke," Lance said, glaring at his cousin. "Because if it's either, you will be one sorry bloke."

"I can assure that it's neither," Reala said, frowning at Lance.

Aria looked at NiGHTS and the two maestros. "Don't worry, you three," She assured. "Reala would never hurt me." She approached her Nightmaren lover.

"Ah, Aria," Reala spoke, a light smile on his face. "I have made you a very special present. I do sincerely hope you love it." He then cleared his throat. "Now, we have been together for a quite a while, haven't we?"

"We have." Aria nodded in response with a smile.

"Since the day we met, I found myself thinking about you a lot," Reala explained. "I'd never felt this way toward anyone before. Not even toward a Visitor. You're the only Visitor that I know would never betray my trust. What I am trying to say is that you are MY brightest star in my universe. And I never realized how cold my life really was until I met you. Which is why I wish to ask you something that I should have asked you on the day that I confessed my love for you…"

He then revealed what he was hiding behind his back; a small ring box. Everyone, including Aria, gasped in awe as Reala got down on one knee and opened the box to reveal an engagement ring with a black gold band and two heart-shaped stones; one with a red diamond and one with a blue diamond.

"Aria Montgomery, will you marry me?" Reala asked.

Aria was silent for a minute. Then, happy tears swelled up in her eyes as she nodded. "Yes, I will marry you!!"

Everyone clapped at Aria's response as Reala placed the ring on her left ring finger. The two engaged lovers shared a passionate kiss together.

"Guess we'll have to start planning for Aria's wedding soon, huh?" Haoyu asked Fiona with a smile. All Fiona could do was nod with a smile.

Kaylo belongs to @kayssweetdreams

Mei and Marina belong to @sundove88

Trisha Jane belongs to @lovelyteng

Rebecca belongs to @thehyperrequiem

Aria belongs to me.

#balan wonderworld #ocs #fanfic #balan #lance #reala #leo craig #iben bia #emma cole #jose gallard #fiona demetria #yuri brand #haoyu chang #sana hudson #cass milligan #cal suresh #attilio caccini #lucy wong #eis glover #bruce stone #nights sega

[khaleesiofalicante]

Okay guys I finished the chapter (except for the finale scene - because I need to come back and write it with better focus) but I gotta tell you the chapter is long and it's intense and it's...the best one yet (for me).

So, I'll see you all tomorrow night. I'll probably be offline till then to be in the zone. Please keep this long snippet from me till then x

“Hello,” Theia whispered back before resuming the kiss, her fingers twisting around the front of his hoodie. She pulled back carefully and pressed a kiss to his jaw. “Happy birthday.”

“Thanks,” Lance murmured. “Where’s my gift?”

“I’ll send it to your phone but don’t ghost me again,” Theia nudged his shoulder. 

“Wait. You actually got me a gift?” Lance said in surprise. “Oh my god, is it a nude?”

Theia slapped him on the shoulder this time. “It’s a playlist. I did cello covers of all your favourite songs.”

“Oh,” Lance said just when his phone pinged. Christ, why was that somehow better than nudes? “That’s, um, that’s really thoughtful. Thank you.”

“Do you like it?” she asked him softly. 

“I mean, I’ll have to listen to it,” Lance hummed. “What if you butchered all my favourite songs?”

Theia slapped him again. 

Lance chuckled. “Just to be safe, send me a nude next time.”

“Why would I send you a nude?”

“Look, I might not be able to see it, but I like the idea of having it on my phone,” Lance confessed lamely. 

“No, I meant why would I send you a nude when I can send you a voice note?” Theia asked. 

“Erm,” Lance cleared his throat. “A voice note of what exactly?”

“Guess you’ll have to wait until your next birthday to find out,” Theia teased, pinching his waist. 

“Oh, come on, I’m not gonna make it to the next one!” Lance groaned. 

Theia, who was laughing, suddenly fell quiet. 

Lance took a deep breath. He held out his hand for hers. Theia laced their fingers together. 

“I…I want you to know that you mean a lot to me,” Lance told her quietly. “You…You’ve made me happy, and you make me feel good about myself and that doesn’t happen to me a lot. So, I really-”

Theia put a hand to his mouth. “Don’t do this.”

“What?” Lance said, his voice muffled. 

“Don’t say goodbye,” she whispered. 

#the hoe babies are being soft oml #lbaf

[the-kittens-of-vol-tron]

Lance gets (or maybe makes, you decide) a hippo stuffed animal for Keith and is later suprised to find out that Keith treasures it

:D

(I saved this to post on his birthday lol) 

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Lance gripped the bag tighter in his hands as he made his way to the bridge. He tried to shake the nerves that overran his body; but what do you get a team member that you’re kind of in love with and every time you asked what he wanted for his birthday he just shrugged. The answer is you grill his kinda brother and settle on his favorite animal. 

“He like hippos,” Shiro said as he took a swig of coffee; well a space substitute. 

Lance’s face fell into a confused expression. “...hippos? Really?” 

Shiro looked at him, “don’t question it. Ever since I met him he has liked hippos. You should have seen him when Adam and I took him to the zoo. I thought he was going to cry.” 

Lance slowly nodded his head, trying to absorb the information he was given. “Okay...thanks, Shiro!” He said as he left the dining room. He had to get something to do with hippos. 

Which is how Lance found himself borderline stabbing his fingers as he handstitched a stuffed hippo together. It took him some time (and a lot of pleading with Allura) to get back to the space mall and get the materials he needed. 

Two black buttons, stuffing, light purple felt, a needle, and thread. He had some a lot of sowing on Earth so thankfully he knew a bit about what to do. He just had to make do without a sowing machine. 

It took him a couple of nights to complete the hippo, he could only work on it safely after everyone went to bed; well mainly Keith. And today, today was Keith’s birthday. Lance was finally going to give him the hippo. 

He placed the bag on a table Allura brought in, placing it behind the other presents and cake that Hunk made. “Okay so I’m going to call him to the bridge, is everyone ready?” Allura smiled at her team, a birthday hat sat a bit lopsided on her head. 

Everyone gave her a thumbs up and she pressed a button to activate the coms. “Attention Paladins! You are needed on the bridge immediately!” 

Not even a minute later Keith had run through the doors, his Galran blade in his hand. 

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!” Everyone screamed, a party popper or two going off; spreading confetti everywhere. 

Keith froze where he stood, his eyes trying to scan everything that was in the room. “I uh...what’s the emergency?” 

Everyone chuckled, “it was just an excuse to get you to the bridge,” Shiro spoke as he walked towards him, “happy birthday,” he pulled his brother in for a hug. More hugs were passed around and the cake was shared. It was relaxing, and Keith looked like he was enjoying himself. 

“Oh! Present time!” Allura clasped her hands together, picking her present wrapped in gold foil off the table. “This is from me.” 

Keith slowly made his way through all the presents. Thanking each person for every gift, his face filled with happiness. Lance’s present was the last one to open and Lance attempted to make sure he didn’t seem too nervous as his crush pulled the paper off the top. 

Keith stared at the hippo for a long time, not saying anything, was he even breathing?

He finally looked at Lance, his fingers tightening a bit around the felt, “did you make this?” 

Lance gave him a sheepish look, “ye-yeah. It took some time to get the materials but not the first stuffed animal I’ve made.” He released an awkward laugh. 

Keith looked back down at the hippo, he had dropped the bag some time ago and his fingers gently brushed over the black button that made up one of his eyes. “Thank you.” 

“You like it?” Lance grinned.

Keith nodded, “yeah. Thanks.” His face appeared to be dusted pink but Lance assumed he imagined it. 

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Keith placed the hippo on his desk his fingers lingering on it a bit. Saying he loved it was an understatement, it was his favorite thing he was ever given. How did he know? Keith found himself borderline petting the fabric and dropped his hand. Shiro probably told him. 

He flopped down in his bed, that was easily one of the best birthdays he ever had. He was happy he finally found some form of a family. He loved them and they obviously loved him. 

His eyes wandered back to the hippo, which was going to make it harder to get over his crush on a fellow paladin. 

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The hippo was given a permeant home on Keith's bed. It wasn’t a huge stuffed animal, but it was perfect to hug into his chest at night. He quickly found that he couldn’t sleep without it. 

When he made his bed he usually placed it back on his desk but sometimes he would place it on his pillows. It stayed in his room, always close enough for him to grab. 

It had been a couple of months since his birthday and his crush on Lance had still not gone away; in fact, it grew some. Keith would simply press his face into the stuffed hippo and relive any moments he shared with Lance that day. 

“Hey Keith, can I ask you-” Lance paused only a couple of steps into his bedroom. “You put the hippo on your bed?” 

Keith ran his towel through his hair, thankful he put on a shirt instead of walking out with only his boxers on after his shower. “Yeah.” 

Lance stared at him, he seemed a bit flustered by Keith assuming he was imagining it. “Why?” 

Keith shrugged and hung his towel on the back of his chair. “I like it.” 

Lance grinned at him, “do you sleep with it too?” 

Keith knew he was trying to start some friendly banter; they had moved away from actual arguments to friendly arguing. Something Keith was happy to finally happen. “I do.” 

Lance’s face fell for a second, not to anything negative just shock. Confusion? Keith didn’t know. 

Lance cleared his throat, his eyes still on the pastel purple. “I didn’t think you’d like it that much.” 

Keith looked at the hippo himself, “of course I do. It’s perfect to hug and cuddle at night.” 

Lance laughed, “I didn’t expect you to be a cuddly type of sleeper.” 

Keith took a couple of steps towards his bed, sitting on the edge of it. “I am when I feel safe.” 

Lance crossed his arms, staying in the same spot; Keith wondered briefly if he was glued to the floor. “Huh, I guess you do learn something new every day.” 

“Yeah.” After a couple of minutes of silence, Keith cleared his throat. “Did you want to sit? Or what did you come in here to ask me?” 

Lance blinked, he clearly forgot that he had gone in there for something else originally. “Oh um, yeah I wanted to ask you something but I think my nerves came back so sorry.” 

“Oh.” Keith couldn’t even hide the disappointment in his voice. 

Lance finally moved and sat down next to Keith, grabbing the stuffed hippo to hold in his hands.  After a deep breath he finally spoke, “are you busy tonight?” 

“Not really...why?” 

“Well...we’re going to that planet later so like. I didn’t know if you wanted to like...hang with me...?” 

Keith looked at Lance, his face was tinted a bright red and he was staring intently at the hippo. “Are you asking me on a bro date or like a gay date?” 

Lance laughed, “I never thought you would say something like that.” 

“Well...which is it?” 

Lance finally looked at him, “a gay date?” 

Keith grinned, “okay. Yeah sure.” 

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Hehehe they went to a festival and Lance totally won him another stuffed hippo 

Happy birthday Keith!!!! It’s not solely a birthday fic but shhhhhh

Thanks Viv! I hope you liked it 

And thank you for reading <3333

#happy birthday keith #klance #keith x lance #keith #keith vld #keith voltron #keith voltron legendary defender #lance #lance voltron #lance vld #lance voltron legendary defender #keith kogane #lance mcclain #hippo #keith gets a stuffed hippo #thanks viv! #moot interaction #my writing #long post #no beta #posted on A03

[sunflowerrosewood]

Comfort in the Rain ~ Pokemon! Silver

Author's Note: Since my other account @cheekyredwillow got deleted. I am adding some of my favorite fanfictions to this account and revamping this one with new ones. I hope to make an actual list of fandoms I am still a fan of! NO requests for the time being.

On to the one shot!

You had finished the pokemon league and defeated the champion this past week. With your partner Typhlosion by your side and the rest of your team, you tore through it. Something that worried you was that you had not seen your rival Silver in a while. He fought you on Victory Road and put up a good fight. He took half your team down but when you defeated him, you could see the anger and hurt behind his eyes. You actually began to fall for him as soon as you met him and now you care about him a lot.

You really didn't know that Silver began to change for you. Lance told him after his battle to treat his pokemon better, if not for him, for you. That's why he wanted you to visit him in Dragon's Den. To prove it. But did you have to come on his birthday? A reminder of being born evil. A reminder how he isn't enough. A reminder of his mistakes. 

It seems as if a storm seemed to follow. It was pouring down and you were lucky you added Tropius to the team so he could protect you from the rain. You walked into the Dragon’s Den to find Silver and noticed he wasn’t around. You wondered where the red firecracker of a rival ran off to. It’s a Tuesday so he is usually here. Even if it was his birthday, he would be here. You continued to walk around the Dragon’s Den area and saw Lance standing there.

“Lance? Have you seen Silver?” You asked.

“I just saw him running to the Lake of Rage a while ago.” Lance said. 

“Shoot. It is pouring out. Thanks Lance.” You said quickly as Tropius ran after you. 

“Young love.” Lance muttered and laughed. 

You began to run to the Lake of Rage and were hoping he stayed in that one area. You saw his wild red hair and his partner Feraligatr sitting beside him. Silver looked drenched to the bone so he must have been out here for a long time. Your Tropius already began to move over to him to use its wings to cover. You walked over to him.

“Silver, is everything okay?” You asked as you saw him shake. “I know you don’t like to talk but please talk to me.”

“I’m fine. Go off being the perfect champion.” Silver snapped as his Feraligatr looked at you with pleading eyes to stay.

“I know you are not fine Silver. I’ve been your rival for far too long.” You said as he sighed and you watched him make himself smaller.

“Today’s my birthday.” He grumbled.

“Oh yeah I got you a gift!” You said as he sighed loudly.

“It’s not supposed to be a great day.” Silver said as you finally took a seat beside him in the wet grass.

“Why do you say that?” You asked. 

“Remember what I told you about me?” Silver asked.

“You were born into Team Rocket. So?” You asked.

“It’s just a reminder how fucked up my past is. An evil past. Being a part of such a weak yet vile team.” Silver growled.

“Silver, I hope you know I never thought bad of you after that.” You said softly.

“You should.” Silver growled.

You decided to reach out to hold his hand that was on his knee. You felt him flinch at your soft touch and not make eye contact. 

“Silver, when I first met you, you were arrogant and rude. Ruthless with your pokemon.” You felt him sigh. “But, you changed. It is obvious when we team up against Lance and Claire for fun. You actually are having some fun battling.” 

“It is still a reminder.” Silver grumbled and coughed. 

“Why don’t we go back to the room I have at the Pokemon Center and I help you have a good birthday? At least you shouldn’t get sick on this day.” You said as Silver shrugged his shoulders.

Luckily Silver did follow you back to the Pokemon Center. You two called back your pokemon and you got your room. You noticed Silver was waiting in the doorway of the room as you walked in.

“Well don’t just stand there. Come on in.” You teased as he rolled his eyes. “Do you have any spare clothes?”

“One in my bag.” Silver sighed as he opened his bag.

“Why don’t you take a shower? At least get warm from being outside in the rain?” You offered as he slowly walked into the bathroom. 

While Silver began his shower, you began your work. First you ordered a birthday cake that Nurse Joy would prepare plus a warm meal. You let out your Typhlosion and his Feraligatr to also help with things. Silver had just finished his shower when Nurse Joy came in with food. When she left, Silver opened the door. It was a surprise to you to see your crush in a baggy t-shirt and sweatpants. 

“You didn’t have to do this.” Silver grumbled.

“Well if you think your birthday is so terrible, I’ll make it better.” You said as Silver looked away from you.

You did not know that while Silver was in the shower, he felt such love for you. He felt honored that you were willing to make his birthday better. He had never been hopeful before but he was hoping you would stay by his side after this. Knowing you, you were dating your next door neighbor Lucas rather than him.

“Silver?” You asked. 

“I guess I can enjoy it with you.” He sighed as you smiled and brought him over. 

You two ate a large meal together. It was some pasta and of course a birthday cake. The pokemon got their own special meal as well. You noticed Silver was lost in thought again. 

“What’s wrong Silver?” You asked.

“What’s your real reason for doing this?” He asked. 

“I care about you a lot and maybe...I like you more than a friend.” You mumbled.

“Y/n, come here.” Silver said as you got up to walk with him to sit on the edge of the bed. 

“Silver, you can ignore what I said.” You mumbled as he turned your head to his.

You felt his lips press against yours. It was fiery yet soft when he was kissing you. It felt like a missing puzzle piece. You tangled your hand in his while you kissed back. When you two broke the kiss, you both were panting a little.

“I have loved you for a while Y/n.” Silver confessed. “Way too long.”

“Does this mean this was your best birthday Silver?” You asked.

“One of the best birthdays I can have.” Silver said as he began to lean back. “Lay down Y/n. I’m tired.”

“Probably from being in the rain for hours.” You teased.

“How did you find me?” Silver asked as you chuckled.

“Lance was in the Dragon’s Den and I was wanting to see you for your birthday.That reminds me!” You said before laying down.

You went over to your bag and pulled out a box from your bag. Silver’s eyes widened as you handed him the box.

“Sure getting a girlfriend on your birthday helps but I did get you a gift.” You said as you handed him the box. 

“You got me a razor claw?” Silver asked as he opened the box.

“Well I figured you could level up your Sneasel with this. I know you have been wanting one for a while.” You said as you got beside him in bed. “I hope that’s okay?”

“This is more than okay.” Silver sighed as he put the box beside the bed and leaned to you. “But you are much better.”

You two fell asleep in bed. Silver had his arm around you and pulled you close while you were curled into his side. Both of your partners were so happy to see you two finally together. The next battle against Lance and Claire was going to be tough for them because when you two were together, you two were a powerhouse. 

#pokemon #pokemon fanfiction #pokemon x reader #pokemon silver #pokemon silver x reader #pokemon silver rival #pokemon rival x reader #pokemon rivals #pokemon fluff #pokemon one shot #pokemon fanfic #pokemon reader insert #silver x reader pokemon

[6rookie-writer0110]

Dust to Heart

Sara Lance X Female Reader

Request - Hi I have a request. Reader is Lucifer Morningstar's daughter and she wears suits like her father and is dating Sara Lance.

“Wow, babe you look hot in that suit,” Sara said.

Sara sits on her bed and you are wearing the new suit. You smiled when she told you how hot you look, she is still checking you out.

“Thanks. I couldn't resist buying this suit for myself” You said.

Sara stands up and she wrapped arms around you, she starts to kiss you. You and Sara keep kissing each other and then smile at each other.

“Happy birthday, babe,” Sara said.

“You better bought me a gift,” You said.

She laughed and she smacked your arm but not hard. You and Sara start to laugh then left the bedroom. You followed her to the kitchen and everyone yelled surprise and your father is holding a cake and said surprise again.

“Wow!” You smiled.

Everyone starts to hug and your father gave you a strong hug.

“Y/n, you look amazing and that is your color,” Lucifer said.

“I do have great taste” You smirked.

“Sara it's good to see you. I see you are making my daughter happy” Lucifer said.

“Dad,” You said.

“It's okay. He is protective of you” Sara said.

You put your arm around her waist. He does support the relationship and he gets along with Sara. It took a while for everyone to fully accept that your father is Lucifer the devil.

You blow out the candles and everyone starts to eat the cake. Your father did give you a gift and you liked it. He does like to spoil you with gifts. You start to take pictures with everyone.

✯ ✯ ✬ ✬

You and Sara are at a restaurant for date night. She is happy to get alone time with you away from the team.

“I’m having a good time with you, babe” Sara smiled.

“Me too. I love the team but I just wanted to be alone with you” You said.

Sara has her hand on top of your hand. Sara steals something off your plate and she starts to eat it. Sometimes, she would steal your food.

“Y/n, I was thinking - Lucifer?” Sara said.

“You are thinking about my dad?” You said in confusion.

“Y/n, your dad is right there with a kid and a woman. He is talking to the waiter now he saw us” Sara said.

“What?” You said.

“Turn around,” Sara said.

You turned and you see your family and they waved at you. Sara has only met your dad, now she will meet Trixie, Maze, and Chloe. They all walked towards you and your dad introduced Sara to the others and Trixie hugged you.

“What are you all doing here?” You asked.

“We were going out to eat like a family and we saw you and Sara” Lucifer smiled.

“He is lying. Someone on your team told him where to find you now we are here to meet Sara” Chloe said.

“It wasn't a lie, it was gossip,” Lucifer said.

“I'm on a date with Sara...” You said.

“We will get more chairs,” Lucifer said.

You didn't know what else to say and they did get more chairs. Amenadiel arrived and he gave you and Sara a hug. You wanted them to leave but you didn't say anything.

They did ask Sara questions and Trixie thinks it's cool that she is a hero.

“Can I go on the ship? I want to wear costumes and fight bad guys,” Trixie said.

“You are too young to join Y/n and Sara’s team,” Chole said.

“It will be a good thing for Trixie, she needs to learn how to fight,” Maze said.

“Trixie, I will get you a sword,” Lucifer said.

“I don't think getting a sword is a good idea,” Sara said.

“Yes, I agree with Sara,” Chole said.

“Trixie won't be alone, she will have Y/n and Amenadiel,” Lucifer said.

“I can't believe we are having this conversation” You sighed.

The date with Sara didn't go well in your opinion. But you are happy that they like Sara and accept the relationship. After dinner, you went home with Sara. She isn't mad the date was ruined, she understands they are your family. But she just wanted alone time with you, but next time.

You and Sara are lying in bed talking.

“Maybe, next time we should go away on a trip,” Sara said.

“Oh, that's a good idea. Any ideas?” You said.

“How about we go to, Hawaii? You and Y/n talk a lot” Trixie said.

Trixie is laying in the middle of the bed. Trixie kept asking permission to be on the ship. Lucifer is in the other room sleeping and Trixie is with you.

“This is my room,” You said.

“It's not your room. I want to go to Hawaii too” Trixie said.

“Yeah, we can go to Hawaii together,” Sara said.

Trixie gave Sara a high five and you sighed.

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You and Sara have been arguing a lot, Amenadiel suggested you two talk to Linda. You and Sara still argued during the session but Linda managed to calm you and Sara down.

Back on the ship, Sara ran to you and she hugged you tight. She starts to kiss you and you are kissing her back.

“I thought I lost you,” Sara said.

“We managed to escape before the ship exploded. My suit got ruined” You said.

“I’m glad you are okay. But you still can get another suit” Sara said.

“It's one of kind,” You said.

“You still can get another one. Go clean up” Sara said.

You and Sara smiled at each other. Sara kissed you again and you can't stop smiling at her.

#sara lance x reader #sara lance imagine #legends of tomorrow imagine #lot imagine #Sara Lance x you #sara lance x female reader #Sara lance x y/n

[purlturtle]

✨AO3 wrapped 2023✨

got tagged by @lilolilyr - thanks, Lil! <3

Works published: 18! This might be my record, honestly. Hang on - nope; in my very first year on AO3, 2012, I published 24. Still, second most proliferous year is pretty dang good too!

Wordcount: 142,803 - wow! Nice!

Kudos: 482

Hits: 5,804

Bookmarks: 53

Subscriptions: 49

Most popular by kudos: Bering and Wells for Year of the OTP 2023, with 50 kudos - that is a surprise, honestly! And I like it!! That one was a challenge I set for myself, and it's lovely to see that people liked the results!

Gonna put the rest under a readmore:

Most hits: "Not This": What To Expect When Faced With H.G. Wells - A Field Guide by Myka Bering with 1,117 hits - the surprising thing here isn't that this is as high as it is, it is that out of my Top 5 by hits, 3 are smut with a much lower hits-to-kudos rate 😅

Longest: also "Not This" with 58,063 words. Runner-up: The Pearl Diver with 19,958 words

Shortest: The Two New Lance-Constables, a drabble/100 words

Most Comments: It's "Bering and Wells for Year of the OTP 2023" again, with 22 comment threads. Runner-up: Surprise Tomatoes with 15!

Fics that made me cry: Gonna go with "Not This" again, because it's certainly the angstiest, and also in general the emotionally deepest, I think.

Fics that made me smile: Come To Bed, for reasons I describe in this summary: "In our zoom meet-up last weekend, Ida (vestwearer) continuously reminded me to take breaks, lest I overextend myself and end up with a migraine. This fic is a thank-you for her, because I very much needed her reminders." I also challenged myself "to make Helena's "come to bed" the concerned one and Myka's the… other one." Both of these things make me smile, and the actual fic itself isn't half bad either for sweet feelings. :)

gifts: 12!! Wow! A lot of them from @lilolilyr - thank you so much :D And a veritable birthday gift in form of a podfic I'm super stoked about: [Podfic] I have wanted to know you, lover of books by @tryingthisfangirlthing thank you too!! And the amazing art for my Big Bang fic "Not This": Tea and Toast by @galactic-pirates ! Thank you so much!

collaborations: The much-mentioned Big Bang fic was a collab between @anandabrat as a beta reader, @galactic-pirates as an artist, and myself as a writer.

events: The aforementioned Big Bang at the beginning of the year, which @galactic-pirates and I co-hosted, and then the Bering and Wells Advent Calendar collab this December! with @lavendelhummel @lilolilyr (who organized the whole thing) @akittennameddaisy @viharistenno @jesstrel @sallysetonbw @violetren @thiakerrigan and @tryingthisfangirlthing! Both were a lot of fun, and I definitely wanna do it again some day!

I'm gonna tag everyone who's already been mentioned, and also @madronash and @amtrak12 and @nerdsbianhokie and @smarterinabsentia and @roadien60 and @performativezippers !

For ease of copying: Works published: Wordcount: Kudos: Hits: Bookmarks: Subscriptions: Most popular by kudos: Most hits: Longest: Shortest: Most Comments: Fics that made me cry: Fics that made me smile: gifts: collaborations: events:

#AO3 wrapped #AO3 wrapped 2023

[kayssweetdreams]

Happy Birthday Happy Hour

(Birthday Fic for @shadowqueen402)

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY ARIA!!

Reala scowled from his throne in the Night Dimension as he watched Aria celebrate her birthday in the real world. He could go there any time he desired, but due to the fact that he was...well, Reala, Everyone would pull all the stops to make sure he didn't get anywhere NEAR her.

But he couldn't help himself but gaze at her beauty from his small window to the Waking World. He watched as the maestros put on a special show for her, as well as many different foods from Wonderworld were being served. "Whatcha doin?" A voice tinged with insanity asked. Reala groaned as he saw Jackle leaning over his throne, his cape like body flopping like a wet towel over his throne. "Nothing of your concern JACKLE." Reala spat, pushing his non-existent head a push.

Jackle however, wasn't fazed, as he leaned on the OTHER side of the throne "I see you eyeing that visitor! She looks rather beautiful if I'm being honest!" He cackled. Reala gave a growl "Well look somewhere else. She's MINE." he said, fury in his eyes. "Well I don't see you over there, celebrating WITH her. Why don't you go there and wish her a happy birthday?" He asked with the innocence of a child. "Well, you know what's gonna happen if I go over there. I'll get a big serving of my traitorous sibling kicking my rear to kingdom come..." He stated bitterly.

"Well, I have something that'll take your mind off of it! Here!" Jackle cackled, pulling out a Brown, but fresh apple. "Here! Have some of these...happles." He said. Reala raised an eyebrow. Usually whenever Jackle gave him something, it would end up springing some kind of dangerous result in the end. Why in the Night Dimension would he bring him a Brown apple? "This isn't gonna DO anything to me right? Because if it does, I'm going to throw your cape in a wood chipper." Reala threatened.

Jackle gave his usual crazy smile "Of course not! Cross my Nightmaren heart!" He said, as innocently as possible. However, as Reala took a bite, he didn't notice that Jackle's smile was growing, and he was feeling...odd. the orange maren then began to float closer "So...About that party..." He started as Reala smiled.

Meanwhile, In Wonderworld...

Aria looked in beauty at the snowflake necklace that Iben had gifted her. The party that was held in her honor was going off without a hitch! It was actually a surprise party that Iben and Kaylo had planned together, and had gotten help from Balan to throw it. All of the inhabitants had given Aria wonderful gifts, and Balan and Lance performed a show in her honor, all the while, the Tims had given her birthday cuddles.

"Thank you everyone for the wonderful party!" She cheered, standing up from the throne that the Fort Bros had gifted her. "Of course darling! You had helped us in the past, it wouldn't hurt to return the favor." Lucy said, grabbing one of the snacks that were laid out for the party. A blush graced Aria's cheeks. It had been a while since the great incident of Nightmare Hiccups from Lance, and when the gang traveled to the Night Dimension to find the cure. However, her mind drifted to Reala whenever she thought of it.

"What's wrong Aria? Something on your mind?" Mei asked, placing down her own present. "Erm...Kinda. I was just thinking about Reala..." she admitted. THAT got both Balan and Lance curious, as they hovered over to her "Reala? NiGHTS greatest foe? What exactly is there to know?" Balan asked. "Well...I was kinda hoping he'd be here." Aria said quietly. "WHAT?!?!" NiGHTS, who had been listening in on the conversation, darted down and looked Aria dead in the eyes "Reala is DANGEROUS!! Did you forget what he tried to do?! He trapped you all in false dreams!!" They shouted.

"But...what if he COULD change? What if he was on our side? Could, given the chance." Aria argued, knowing that Reala often acted...Differently around her. NiGHTS was about to make their argument, when they heard the kids trying to wrangle Iben's kids away from a odd looking treat "No No! You guys can't eat those!" Debbie shouts, while Kaylo brings out a couple of mini cakes to lure them away. "Best to keep those kids away, Happy Hour Apples aren't meant for kids Anyway." Balan stated. Aria looked curious "Happy Hour Apples?" She asked.

"Apples that have an alcohol like taste. Minors beware of those apples in their haste. Too many of those would make you rather Tipsy, Why Lance once ate a lot, and danced like a gypsy." Balan said with a chuckle. Lance glared at him "Some things are better left unsaid. Although, some beings cannot get that through their head." He said in a scarily calm voice. Balan gave a booming laugh, until they heard Yuri scream "IT'S REALA!!!"

All the festivities seemed to stop at her yell as a dark portal opened in the air, as Reala flew out...and smacked into a wall. Balan, Lance and NiGHTS then took up defensive positions. "Reala! I don't know why you're here. But if you think you're gonna harm anyone here, you've got another thing coming!" NiGHTS shouted. However, instead of the usual retort, or threat, Reala just smiled and laughed...a rather giddy and carefree laugh.

"Hiya sibs! How ya doin?" Reala slurred, before drunkenly throwing an arm over NiGHTS shoulder. Leo got between the two maren "N-Not another step Reala! O-Or we'll get Balan and Lance!!" He yelled. The red maren looked down at him with a giddy expression "Go ahead and do so if yer brave 'nough. I know who you are, guuurrrl. And try as you may, you can't hide sleep f'rever!" He hiccuped. The fight in NiGHTS seemed to fade out. What had Reala gotten into?

Balan and Lance immediately summoned their magic and got between the two of them. "Is this a trick? Some kind of joke? You must be one sorry bloke." Lance threatened. Reala just giggled and gave a loud "Shhh... Don't tell my cousins this, but I ate these apples and I'm sooooo drunk." He shushed, wiggling his finger on Lance's lips before giggling like crazy again. Balan bit back a laugh "Dear me. Under the influence of Happy Hour Apples I see." He joked, looking down at the...rather silly Reala.

Reala's dazed out eyes then gazed over at Aria, who was looking at him curiously. His smile had gotten bigger as he dizzily floated over to her "You know, Vis'tor, there's this one Nightmaren named Reala. He liiikes yoooouuu. He thinks you're puuurrttty." He slurred out. He then floated over to a nearby table, while snatching a Shirley Temple float from Kaylo (earning a rather peeved "HEY!" from her) as well as a spoon. He then tapped the spoon as best as he could onto the glass "HEY EVERYONE! I'm gonna make a toast now...Heehee! Whysit called a toast when you can't eat it with jam and butter?" He giggled.

The children began to giggle at Reala's antics while he began his toast "I jus' wanna start by sayin...I'm sorry." He blabbed out "I'm Sorry for all that stuff that Wizeman told me to do...He was jus' havin a hissy fit. With his hand claws...He's like a cat, a really angry floating cat." He said. Purrla, Cass and Lance fell to the ground in laughter at his words. "And I also wanna say happy birfday to one of the most beautiful, and smartest, and kindest visitors in the wakin world. An' I wanna wish her a happy birthday." He giggled, raising the stolen glass into the air.

Everyone was fighting laughter at this point. Reala must have eaten a LOT of those apples to get like this. Reala then drunkenly floated over to Aria, and floated right next to her, now holding a plate that was close to him and pulled Aria closer to him "I-If you all 'scuse me, I'm takin' my girl on a ride." He hiccups, using the plate as a steering wheel and "driving" off. All laughter that was being held back officially came out at that point. Reala had officially become The life of the party.

Later on into the party, Balan and Lance had kept slipping the Happy Hour Apples over to Reala to ensure that he didn't...(ahem) Slip into had habits. And all through the party, Reala clung to Reala like a lovesick puppy, drunkenly letting little compliments of Aria out of his Tipsy mouth. By the time the party finally ended, Reala had to be dragged back to the Night Dimension by a Dying of Laughter NiGHTS...

But not without Aria slipping him one little kiss near his cheek. "Sweet Dreams Reala." She said, much to Reala's joy, as he shouted "I WAS KISSED BY AN ANGEL!!"

(Aria and the Happy Hour Apples belong to @shadowqueen402

Mei belongs to @sundove88

Rebecca belongs to @thehypercutstudios/@thehyperrequiem

Trisha Jane belongs to @lovelyteng

Debbie belongs to @mayordebbie )

#Balan Wonderworld

[vldkeith]

keithtober🔪🎃💢 week three: birthday🎉 or gay

keith decides that the best way to spend his birthday is driving around town and getting free food from restaurants. lance is perplexed, but supportive.

ko-fi | read on ao3

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The moment Keith wakes up, he reaches over to his bedside table, turns off his alarm, and grabs the piece of paper he’d written up last night.

It’s do or die. Today is the only day he can accomplish this. The list of restaurants stares back at him, promising hours of commuting and awkward conversation.

Keith turns over and nudges Lance awake—not unkindly. Lance stirs a little bit, murmuring under his breath, and then opens his eyes blearily.

“What...Why are you awake? It’s early, it’s your—” Lance starts, cuts himself off, and then sits up in a sudden burst of wakefulness and energy. He’d gone to bed without his shirt on last night, and Keith allows himself a single moment of distraction, drinking in the always-pleasing sight of Lance’s smooth brown skin and chest. “It’s your birthday!” Lance finishes in a high-pitched, slightly panicked tone.

He turns to Keith, then, a broad smile stretching across his face, the sleepiness from before vanishing.

“Happy birthday, Keith!” he says, pulling Keith close for an unexpectedly strong hug, given he’s just woken up. Keith laughs, amused that Lance had worked himself up into excitement without him even having to do or say anything. It’s endearing, and sweet.

“Thanks,” Keith says, voice muffled from where his cheek is pressed into Lance’s shoulder. Lance squeezes him once more, and then lets go, giving him a sly smile.

Keith’s breath catches as Lance lays a hand low on his hip, tightening ever so slightly. “Want one of your gifts now? Since you woke us up so early…”

Lance starts sliding his hand down Keith’s body, and Keith swallows, momentarily torn. He shakes himself off, though; he’s got no time for this! He has a mission, and god damn him if he isn’t going to complete it this time.

Gently clasping his hands around Lance’s wandering one, Keith removes it from his person and shakes his head forlornly.

“I’d love to,” he begins emphatically, leaning forward to quickly kiss Lance’s cheek as he registers his confused expression, “but I got things to do today. And I’m hoping you’ll help me with them?”

Lance blinks and arches an eyebrow. “What kind of things?” he asks suspiciously.

In response, Keith brandishes his list of restaurants, grinning. “I made this list a few months ago. It’s every restaurant within a 20-mile radius of us that offers free food on peoples’ birthdays.”

Realization dawns on Lance’s face. “Wait,” he begins, disbelief etching itself into his tone, “you’re not seriously planning to—”

“Go to every one of these restaurants today and get my free shit?” Keith grins and folds the list up, slipping it into his pajama pocket. “Yes. That’s exactly what I’m planning.”

There’s a light thump as Lance’s head lands back onto his pillow. “Oh my god,” he says with feeling. “You’re insane. Who wants to spend their birthday running around to a bunch of chain restaurants?”

“That feeling is exactly what they’re banking on!” Keith fully orients himself toward Lance, sitting cross-legged on the bed, eyes bright with conviction and determination. “These places reason that you’ll probably only go to one restaurant on your birthday, not all of them. So they don’t consider it an industry risk to offer this kind of thing in the first place.”

“I don’t think it really hurts any of these places to give you one free meal one day a year,” Lance points out skeptically. Keith huffs.

“Maybe not individually. But I’m still kind of getting one over on the restaurant chain industry as a whole, you know? These meals’ll last me days after today.”

Lance sighs and mutters, “If they don’t go bad first...”

Ignoring Lance’s silly concerns, Keith swings his legs over the edge of the bed, planting his feet firmly on the floor. “Well, I’m getting dressed,” he declares, standing up. His words are met with a loud, resounding groan from Lance. “I want you to come with me, but it’s your choice. Like, I’ll be mad if you don’t come, but it’s your choice.”

Keith suspects that the only reason Lance doesn’t throw a pillow at him as he makes his way to their shared closet is because it’s his birthday, if Lance’s murderous glare is anything to go by.

Within the next hour, however, Lance and Keith are climbing into Keith’s small, blazing red car. Keith’s always been convincing like that. Lance is still yawning sleepily in the passenger seat, though, and to be fair to him, it’s barely 9AM and Lance rarely gets up before 10 on his days off.

“Our first stop,” Keith declares, backing out of the parking lot, “is Starbucks. Think that’ll help you stop being so sleepy?”

Immediately, Lance lights up, and Keith can just hear him running through which Frappuccino he’s going to get in his head. He raises his eyebrows at Keith playfully first, though. “Really? You’re willing to go to Starbucks? Isn’t that a bit corporate for you?”

“I’m not actually giving them money,” Keith points out, and maybe because it’s a good argument or maybe because it’s Keith’s birthday, Lance doesn’t bother to respond. He merely rolls his eyes and takes out his phone, scrolling through the Starbucks app (one that Keith had recently downloaded, so yes, it actually exists somehow) and talking out loud about the pros and cons of Pumpkin Spice versus Caramel Frappuccino.

If Keith is being honest, he has no idea what to get at Starbucks. It’s not somewhere he goes regularly, mostly based on principle, but also just because their closest Starbucks is never on Keith’s way to anything. He could ask Lance, but their tastes in coffee are rather...different. Meaning, Lance does not have taste in coffee and instead has taste in vanilla syrup and milk with a little coffee added, while Keith actually does have taste in coffee because he drinks real coffee. Simple.

They pull up to the carbon-copy Starbucks building with its boxy stature and brown bricks and make their way inside, rubbing their hands together against the chill of the air. When they approach the counter, the barista smiles at them.

“Hi, what can I get started for you?” he says, and Keith takes a moment to appreciate the artful fall of his curly black hair across his forehead. He looks extremely fashionable.

Keith swallows. Is he about to look like a fucking idiot?

Thankfully, Lance steps in to order first. “Can I get a Pumpkin Spice Frappuccino, please?” he says, meeting the barista’s sleepy smile with a flashier one of his own. The barista gives him a weird look, huffs out a laugh, and then nods, inputting the item.

“Sure can. Anything for you?” He turns to Keith.

“Actually, uh...” Keith fumbles with his phone and opens up the Starbucks app, navigating to the “Rewards” section like he’s practiced. He turns the screen to the barista, who peers at it. “It’s my birthday? I get a free drink, I think.”

“Oh!” The barista nods quickly. “Happy birthday. In that case, let me finish up his transaction, then we can do yours.”

“Thanks.”

Lance gives Keith an encouraging smile before handing over his money, and Keith takes these last few seconds to anxiously stare at the menu, trying to decide what to order.

Finally, once Lance has gotten out of the way and Keith steps forward, he thinks he knows what to get.

“Can I get a Caramel Macchiato with...less sugar?”

The barista gives Keith a funny look. “Less sugar?”

Fuck. Keith falters, “Um, yeah...Do you not put sugar in your drinks?”

“We do, but—” The barista cuts himself off with a laugh, shaking his head. “You don’t come here often, do you?”

“How’d you guess?” Keith responds flatly, making the barista smile more. He clears his throat.

“I think I know what to get you. What size? Small, medium, large?”

“Large.”

The transaction goes smoothly after that, and Keith won’t deny the rush of satisfaction he gets when he doesn’t even have to take out his card or cash. Their drinks get to them in what seems to Keith to be record time, and he watches with only a slightly sick stomach as Lance excitedly sucks on his cold, milkshake-like drink.

“That’s not even coffee anymore,” he says, only a little judgmental. Lance snorts.

“It’s worse than you think. This is the cream version. There literally isn’t coffee in here at all.” Keith’s mouth falls open, and Lance cackles, swinging an arm around Keith and giving him a smacking kiss on the cheek.

“You’re disgusting,” Keith mutters, scrubbing at his face.

He takes a sip of his coffee, and is pleasantly surprised—it’s not overly sweet at all! In fact, it’s actually pretty good. He tells Lance this, and Lance arches an eyebrow, unconvinced, and takes Keith’s cup to try it himself.

His face screws up in something akin to pain immediately after, and he lurches away from the cup as if it’s hurt him.

“What the fuck,” he says, turning the cup around with hateful eyes. “What did they—oh my god.” Lance shoves the cup in Keith’s face and points at the label. Keith only gets as far as his name before Lance is exclaiming, “There’s literally no vanilla in this, Keith.”

Keith has no idea what that means, but Lance’s horrified face tells him plainly that it’s not good or normal. He shrugs—if it tastes good, does it really matter?

The rest of the day goes much like that first trip to Starbucks. They hit up several different restaurants even before noon—Red Robin, Applebees, Chili’s, Chipotle, Noodles & Company, Qdoba, Steak N’ Shake, and Waffle House, to name a few. It’s a road trip of American staples, and as Keith looks through the mirror at his backseat, nearly overflowing with food already, he’s stricken with nerves and hesitantly asks Lance if he’s making a mistake.

“Oh,” Lance replies, waving a hand vaguely around and talking through a mouthful of (free) fries, “probably.”

Their next stop is Baskin Robins, wherein Lance somehow isn’t sugared-out enough from the Frappuccino to abstain from getting himself a birthday cake ice cream along with Keith’s—Keith decides to eat his that moment as well, so it won’t melt. The treat gives them both silly blue lips, and they both giggle and kiss in the car until the color is gone. Krispy Kreme, Longhorn Steakhouse (“Not as good as Texas Roadhouse,” Keith sniffs upon entry), and Jack in the Box are next, filling Keith’s car up even more. The smell of food begins to permeate the air to the point that Keith feels nauseous the second he sits back down at the wheel. Even Lance, who doesn’t let food-related illness bother him too much, looks a little green by the end of it.

Keith looks helplessly down at his crumpled list. They’re just barely over halfway through. He feels ill. His car is overflowing with food—free food, yes, but in the end just...food. Keith wonders if his appetite will ever return. The longer he spends doing this, the more he’s convinced it won’t.

“Hey, Keith...” Lance ventures as they’re driving to the next destination, Denny’s. “I know you wanted to do this, but...”

Keith groans. He knew this was coming. “It feels like losing to give up now, though...” he all but whines, sadly flipping on his turn signal. They’re only five minutes from Denny’s right now.

He hears rather than sees Lance shuffle in his seat. “What if I told you that I...have something we need to get to soon? So we should go home and get ready?”

Keith raises his eyebrows. “What is it?”

Lance sighs. “Oh, you know...” he begins, his voice doing that high-pitched thing it always does when he’s trying to avoid saying something, “just a, uh...reservation?”

Keith’s answering silence is brought by confusion, whereas Lance’s is coated with dread. It goes on long enough that Lance huffs out an “oh my god” and continues,

“Like…at a restaurant?”

Keith actually sits back further in his seat, though he manages to keep his eyes steadfastly on the road. “You...made us dinner reservations?” he asks calmly.

Lance nods. “At Sugiyama.”

Sugiyama. The best Japanese restaurant in town, the one he’d only been able to go to once before because Shiro had brought him and was willing to pay. It’s expensive, and delicious, and perfect for his birthday.

Damn Lance.

“Why the fuck would you let me do this if you had reservations for us at Sugiyama?”

“Well!” Lance’s hands fly out in front of him, and Keith can see him waving them around from the corner of his eye. “I just! You seemed really determined! I didn’t want to ruin that. Plus, it’s still free food!”

“Jesus Christ.” If Keith could, he’d slam his head into the steering wheel. As it is, though, he just turns into the nearest parking lot—a random church, go figure—puts the car in park, and finally turns to face Lance. “You are so annoying,” he says, and then pulls Lance in for a deep, indulgent kiss. “Thank you.”

When he’s released, Lance looks a little out of it, and he blinks several times before coming back to himself. Once he does, Keith sees his cheeks and ears begin to hue scarlet.

He rubs at the back of his neck. “No problem. I was just saying because, you know, the reservation’s for five, and it’s three thirty now, so we should probably try to go home and get ready—”

Keith exhales a laugh, shaking his head. “Yeah. We should. You’re still gonna help me put all this food away, right?”

“Of course!” Lance seems to be bouncing back, judging by the crinkles near his eyes and the smile on his (slightly red, oops) lips. “I still think this was worth it. You have so much free food now!”

“It’s worth it for my, like, mental satisfaction,” Keith replies airily, putting the car into reverse. “Don’t know if any of this food is actually good though.”

“We’re avoiding the only place I was really worried about. I don’t trust Denny’s,” Lance says, wrinkling his nose. “Reminds me of food goo too much.”

“As if.”

At least if Keith’s going to go through the ordeal of experiencing numerous fast food American cuisines today—even free ones—he’ll be able to end it off with something actually good.

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY KEITH!!

#klance #klance fanfiction #keithtober2022 #keith kogane #voltron #voltron fanfic #renfic #reqally NOT a fan of this one god bless. its here now tho ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ #sorry i hate being self deprectating abt fics i justttt this one was hard

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Okay but the drivers getting upset because they don’t get to see bunny for her birthday so Max asks Lando and Oscar if he can throw her a surprise dinner and they agree because they love to see her flushed and happy.

Everyone’s in Monaco and when Oscar hands her a dress and tells her to get ready she just assumes that them three are going to dinner but surprise surprise! They walk into a restaurant that Max had rented out and it’s filled with everyone, even Mark, Seb, and Jenson.

There’s a whole table full of even more gifts and flowers and Bunnies all blushy and giddy, and Lando just leans down and tells her to go give max a thank you for throwing her such a nice dinner.

this is so cute sry it took me hours to post 🫶🏻

i can imagine max saving her a seat next to him and pulling it out when she gets there and she goes over and he tells her he saved her a seat and she's like “oh actually do u mind if i sit somewhere else?” and he’d pretend not to be hurt and say its fine its her party she can sit anywhere she wants. and she’s like great! 😋 and sits right in his lap. wraps her arms around his neck and tells him how thankful she is for the party and how much thought he put into it. he’s grinning like an idiot and everyone else is kicking themselves for not planning her a surprise party bc she spends the entire night on his lap w oscar and lando in the seats on either side of them, she’d be feeding all three of them bites of food and they’d take turns feeding her. everyone wants her attention but it's on the three of them until someone mentions the gifts.

then she's opening all the gifts on max’s lap and saying thank you to each driver as she opens their gifts, but never moves from her place on max's lap. oscar's giving lance the side eye bc he gets her lingerie. everyone else gets her real gifts, books she's mentioned wanting (they're signed or first edition classics), someone would name a star after her, idk what else but they're all thought out and lance just got her lingerie in his team colors and everyone is disappointed in him. bunny going home w max and showing him just how grateful she is.

#ask #anon #blindfold universe #canon blindfold universe

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Celebrating Lance with Marine style! A Champion's return to the anime coming alongside a (likely) new sync pair unit next month!

What an exciting birthday gift for me~ As soon as I saw that Marine holowear Dragonite, and then shortly after got the news of Lance’s announced fight with Ash- AND the Johto Villain arc part 2 upcoming in Pokemon Masters- I had to draw this! I feel so blessed- I’ll be happy with any of all of it! Thank you for giving my favorite Champion some great screentime and respect!!

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