Summer Camp Au. Keith’s Crushin’ Hard 

2doc week day one (very late) My Boyfriend is in Jail

800+ words, 2D goes to visit Murdoc in prison. Set in phase 5, their new home in LA even though I’m pretty sure Murdoc is still in the UK we’re just gonna roll w it.

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“Oh, I almost forgot- I brought you some pictures!”

Murdoc visibly perked up, straightening in his seat and eagerly accepting the photos that 2D slid through the gap at the bottom of the glass divider. The singer watched him as he fanned the pictures put like cards and scanned all of them as if he was looking for something, he looked taken aback.

“These are… pictures of all of us. Of the whole band.” Though he looked disappointed, Stuart didn’t miss the way he gingerly tucked the polaroids into his pocket, careful not to crease them. “I was uh… hoping for something a little bit more… personal if ye catch my drift.” The bassist grinned and raised his eyebrows suggestively.

2D smiled to himself and rolled his eyes, not that anyone could tell. “You’re s’possed to be out of here in what, a month? ‘M not sneaking you naked pictures of me. You know the guards check everyfing I bring in anyway.”

Murdoc sighed dramatically. “Feels like an eternity without you, faceache.”

Stu laughed. Maybe he would’ve been more upset at their situation if this was the first time, or the second, or even the third separate occasion that he’s visited his boyfriend in some kind of jail or prison. He supposed the novelty of it had worn off by now, and at this point Murdoc’s occasional stints of incarceration were more a nuisance than anything. Besides, he had a relatively short sentence this time and had, to his credit, put in an effort not to get in further trouble while he was inside. It was looking like he may even get off early this time around on good behavior.

“Then I’m sure it will seem even more special when you get home then, yeah?”

Murdoc changed the subject. “How’s moving going?”

“ ‘s alwright… Noodle and Russ ‘ave settled in fine. I still ‘avent really unpacked yet. Still dunno what room I want, feels weird choosing without you and…” He trailed off, not sure how to broach the subject, the setting of this conversation didn’t make it much better.

“What?”

He took a deep breath. “Well… I sorta wanted us to uh- I wanted us to share a room this time ‘round and I wanted yew to be there when we picked which one.” He looked down as he twirled the telephone cord in his hands, concentrating on the way it wrapped around his fingers rather than on what Murdoc was thinking.

The bassist shifted in his seat uncomfortably.

“I mean… I dunno, Dents I’ve never done anything like that before-“ His expression was uncertain, and a little uncomfortable. But that was alright- it just meant that he was actually considering it

“Well,” 2D cut in hurriedly. “We already sleep in the same bed nearly every night, and it doesn’t mean we have to keep all our stuff there- the house has enough space for you to ‘ave an office or whatevah. I just… I thought it’d be nice ‘s all.” He looked up at Murdoc, trying to read his face.

“An office huh? Y’know… I like the sound of that.”

He leaned forward in his seat a little, now excited. “So are yew saying yes?”

Murdoc nodded and 2D broke into a wide grin. The bassist sighed. “Stu, ya know I was being serious earlier right? It really does feel like forever in here… I- I really do miss you. I didn’t realize how used to yew I’ve gotten. Feels weird sleeping without your sodding giraffe limbs hitting me every ten seconds.”

Stuart smiled, he was touched but also deeply sad now at the divider between them, wanting nothing more at that moment than to embrace his boyfriend, or at the very least grasp his hand. A guard from the other side of the room called out. “You have two minutes.” On Murdoc’s side other prisoners started getting up from their booths, on his side visitors were signing out and retrieving their bags. 2D sighed, he wished they had more time.

“Hold on just a bit more, Muds; it won’t be much longer”

Murdoc smiled sadly and nodded. 2D’s chest ached. He wished they could hug. Instead, he kissed his fingertips and pressed his hand gently against the glass, Murdoc did the same and they lined their fingers up as well as they could- 2D had longer, thinner fingers than Murdoc but they made do. He tried to pretend he could feel the warmth of Murdoc’s hand through the glass, feel the texture of his skin.

The guard spoke loudly again. “Time’s up. Line up for inspection.”

Murdoc sighed and took his hand down. “See you soon, Stu.”

2D nodded before blurting out. “I love you.”

Murdoc just smiled. “Love you too, Faceache. Be out soon.” And just like that, he was gone in a blur of other inmates, all filing away.

That night 2D unpacked his clothes into one of the larger bedrooms in the house, leaving half the space in the large dresser empty for when the bassist returned. He put his blankets on the king sized bed but used Murdoc’s sheets, he drifted off that night gently tracing his hand and inhaling the smell of Murdoc’s aftershave and stale cigarettes.

It's not just another sleepover, but... Friendly interactions part two!!!

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SLEEPOVER TIME!!! I need more friendly interactions! Part 2! It's not just another sleepover, but... Friendly interactions part two!!!

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Yeah 2016 sucked in a lot of ways butttttt

We got Klance AND an Alolan honeymoon soo

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(Hpyu; future settngs) Super long thread from my twitter that turned out to be a comic lol (read right to left)

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Ur vintage klance ( or all ur klance in general) makes me so happy, its so wonderful!

aw thank you! they’re so cute and playful with each other i love them,,

🌟 Day Six: Beach / Honeymoon / Fireworks

🌟 Day Six: Honeymoon

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Red spends too much time watching Green. From the moment they step into the airport, there’s something about the man that exudes confidence. He handles himself gracefully, getting them through security, onto the plane, off the plane, to their hotel, and the whole thing is such a smooth transition. Considering how long it’s been since Red has really been around anyone, or wanted to be, Green also handles him really well.

There are a couple times during the whole ordeal where he got nervous or frustrated, but even that is something that Green deals with like a professional.

It isn’t until they’re at the hotel and finally settling in that Red allows himself to actually relax, though.

He drops his bags and turns to Green in defeat, dropping his forehead against Green’s chest and huffing a frustrated sigh.

“Oh, hey,” Green responds in surprise and Red feels him take off his hat, the long, pale fingers running through his hair and Red sighs.

Green always knows just the right thing to do to make him feel like everything will be okay.

He runs the pad of his thumb over the ring of his right hand, then grips Green’s shirt and turns his nose to breathe the other man in. The soft smell of jade and sandalwood, the sweat and ozone. He practically melts.

“Rough day, huh?” Green asks and Red knows he doesn’t expect an answer. He /knows/. Green’s free hand soothes along his back, then he’s being walked backwards to the bed.

Red doesn’t know what Green is going for at first, but then he slides back on the bed and motions for Red to join him.

It only takes him a second to step out of his shoes, climbing onto the bed as well and curling against Green. He rests his head on Green’s collarbone, his nose under his chin, and he closes his eyes.

“Yeah, I knew it was gonna be hard on you,” Green mumbles softly and Red can hear it in his chest, “But we did it, we got here.”

Red tilts slightly, kissing Green’s chin and signing what he can with his one free arm.

“I know,” Green responds, arms tightening around Red, “Who woulda thunk it, huh?” he says in what Red considers his ‘classic, teasing tone’.

Red shakes with a silent chuckle.

“Yeah, yeah, well we told ‘em, didn’t we?” Green asks and shifts to finally toe off his own shoes, “Married… talk about heavy.”

Green touches Red’s hand then, touching the ring there and Red can feel him smiling.

“Always wanted a way to show others who you belong to. Now they’ll always know.”

Do you believe in past lives? Lance certainly does. This is a tale of two star crossed lovers and how their love transcended both death and time itself. 

Since we’re allowed to tease for the @voltronbang 2017, here’s is ours! I am grateful for this event that it introduced me to the lovely @knightlychika and her lovely art! We hope to see you on August 1st! The event starts on July 30! 

(*hinakoma) I really want to know where is boundary of nsfw and not nsfw……🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔

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