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pretty woman...

#allura

comradefleur

appearance headcanons for my fav vld characters !!

lance mcclain

he has deep brown skin, exactly like he appears in S1E1 and around that time. he progressively got lighter as did all the characters of colour but i envision him as melanated as he first appeared to us. it's only right especially since i hc that he's afro latino.

he has wild, brown curls that he has an extensive care routine for, just like his skin care routine. he just makes sure they're kept moisturized and healthy and just let's them blow gently in the wind like the looker he is.

he has a smattering of freckles over his nose and cheeks, which he covered because he was initially insecure about them. he still covers them occasionally just because he likes wearing makeup.

i imagine he has at least one tattoo, one of significant meaning, somewhere like on one of his biceps, that he got without permission from his mother, which led to him getting into trouble until he told her it signified his late grandmother.

i feel like he likes minimal jewellery, always being seen with a sapphire ring and a long silver necklace he typically hides in his layered sweaters and t shirts. his ears are pierced and he likes small silver or sometimes blue studs.

his style is simple, but flattering, accentuating his long legs and lean torso. he likes turtlenecks and staple/statement pieces like good quality and durable jackets that he can build outfits around. his jeans always fit him perfectly.

princess allura

she has thick, super long 4b/4c curls that she dyes silver/white and takes extensively good care of to avoid damage. she always has a different hairstyle, twists, puffs, cornrows, buns and all the in between. on occasion she flat irons it to show her true length.

she's pink goth, dyeing her hair to her natural black on occasion which especially accents the pink and purple elements of her various looks. she likes layering clothing alot, and wearing platform shoes. she loves sparkles, and her eye makeup typically includes them.

she likes eye catching pieces, mini skirts with metallic embellishments, fishnet stockings, and crop tops to show off the pink tattoos on her torso that match the tiny ones on her face, which she never covers. she has multiple little black dresses and lots of thigh high boots.

i imagine her having a vertical industrial in one ear, the other lined with small silver studs that resemble a constellation. she wears multiple bracelets and at least 2-3 rings. she loves silver, but will sometimes swap it for gold. her nose, lips and bellybutton are pierced.

i can see her having a few small tattoos in discreet places, like over her knuckles, on her index finger, behind her neck at her nape and on her thigh. they would be cute little things like the moon and stars, an infinity sign or a heart.

keith kogane

keith's hair is naturally jet black, which he enjoys with purple, red or blue streaks. but he has had a silver/white phase to play into it. his main style is a mullet but he eventually grows it out to mid back and wears low to high ponytails.

he will never be caught dead without his winged eyeliner, which is the only makeup he knows how to do on himself. he doesn't cover the scar he got in a motorcycle accident. his nails are always black. always. he has a lip ring, and like allura one ear is completely studded out.

he only wears black or silver jewellery, except his chokers which he allows to have more variation if he's feeling up to it. he loves platform shoes, tight dark jeans, combat boots, and leather pieces. he likes dark colours and favours deep red.

i could see him having one or two tattoos, in fairly noticeable places, that could still be covered, however. like maybe one of his favourite constellations or a celestial wolf (cause duh) on his arm or chest.

prince lotor

he's dark skinned with mid back length silver/white locs. he does little with it except put it in ponytails. he likes jewellery and piercings, so his tongue as well as lips, and ears are pierced. he wears anklets often, and a few necklaces at once.

he's always in the darkest outfits you can find, head to toe in black and grey tones. however he takes a special liking to dark purple and he enjoys silver embellishments. he likes graphic eyeliner which is typically black or purple.

his wardrobe fits him well. he enjoys turtlenecks, skinny jeans and combat boots. i don't imagine him enjoying any form of shorts very much, but i can see him wearing the occasional crop top to show off his toned torso. i feel like he'd enjoy at least one tattooed sleeve.

romelle

she has long blonde hair with bright blue streaks. this is how she typically keeps it, but one time she went crazy and kept up with rainbow streaks for a while. she doesn't know if she'll do it again or not, but it was a look.

her ears are pierced and that's about it! her look is very natural and bright, so she gravitates towards fresh dewy and light makeup, with particularly rosy blush. that's her favourite part of doing her makeup. she loves a good blue eyeshadow or blue eyeliner and sparkles.

she's always in bright and pastel colours, and her favourites are pink and blue. she loves mom jeans and y2k fashion is basically all she will ever wear, in various colours. she takes special care to make sure she's embodying the style of girls from 2000s chickflicks.

#vld headcanons

comradefleur

i like the idea of keith not knowing how to handle himself when he realizes he's into lance. flustered keith is the best shit and it just makes so much sense to me as well because he hasn't had the most experience with emotions and how to handle them.

keith will absolutely run out of rooms lance is in cause he feels like everyone can see his emotions on his face! he feels like it's just blatant, how much affection he harbours for him, and that really disarms him, and puts him out of his element.

he has a thing for control as it relates to his sense of self, so the idea that this goofy, bright eyed and enthusiastic boy has him wrapped around his finger is... astonishing to him, and something akin to a weakness.

lance won't know how to handle the fact that keith is suddenly avoiding him, and he'll think it's because he suddenly hates him when it's really that he likes him so much he doesn't know what to do with himself. in conclusion, im a sucker for painful mutual pining!

#kl

comradefleur

klance drabble - keithtober & klancetober 2020 - DAY 4: BLACK CAT

"C'mon Keith, don't act like this will be so painful. Who doesn't love cute fuzzy animals?" Shiro spoke, trying to invoke any thread of positivity in Keith that he could awake with his so called incentive.

Despite his beaming smile,it fell flat. "Do I look like the kind of person that particularly loves cute, fuzzy things?" Keith asked dryly, solid frown in place on his grim looking face.

They were standing outside of their local animal shelter, the air surrounding them hot and humid. Animals aside, Keith couldn't wait to go in and get some cool air conditioner onto his skin.

"Yeah okay, Mr. Grumpy, you got a point. But who says it's a crime to want to spend some time with my little brother who's always holed away in his room doing assignments, huh?"

Keith rolled his eyes at that. Shiro was so dramatic. He had a life outside of university, okay?

"Plus," Shiro began again, alerting Keith to the fact that his efforts in persuasion were not over. "You know this is for Adam's birthday and he loves cats! I just needed someone to help me pick out the purr-fect one for him," Shiro smirked proud of his dad joke and putting his arm on Keith's shoulder in his way of saying you aren't getting out of this, so don't even try.

"First of all, do not make a pun ever again, seriously. Secondly, I thought we already established I'm not some kinda cat connoisseur or whatever. Thirdly, whatever. Let's just get this over with, I don't want you bugging me later." Keith let out a long suffering sigh, pushing open the doors to the shelter.

He was immediately greeted with the cooling sensation of AC and relished in the form of relief he would have throughout this experience.

In no time a tall darkskinned girl with long thick silver hair approached them. "Hello, how can I help you today? Are you both here to volunteer or adopt?" She asked, beaming smile in tact, and curious and helpful gaze trained on them.

Shiro offered a smile of his own. "I'd like to adopt a kitten today, if I can," he spoke easily to the woman. She nodded and her name tag flashed as she gestured at them to follow her, and Keith could see that it read "Allura."

She led them into a room far in the back which was bright and airy, clear and wide cubicles holding tiny little yelping puppies.

Keith smirked as Shiro practically melted as he gaped at them. It was amusing to witness a guy of his stature, all tall, buff and grey haired swooning over small animals.

Allura giggled at him. "I have to go deal with some business at the front desk, so please go right through that door up ahead," she instructed them. "Ask for Lance. He deals with the cats." And with that, she was off, leaving the two brothers to themselves.

They followed her guidance and entered another spacious room which still managed to be filled, but with the sound of mewling kittens.

"Keith...oh my god, look at them! I want all." Shiro told Keith seriously. Keith rolled his eyes, eyeing a guy in the corner bent over and tending to a mother cat and her babies.

As Keith left Shiro to moon over the other kittens and approached the stranger, he heard the guy coo to the cubicle below him.

"Aw don't worry cuties, everything's gonna be okay. Just lay with your mama alright? It's okay, it's okay. You're all so adorable aren't you? Cutest kitt-"

Keith cleared his throat. "Uh, excuse me. We're looking for a Lance?"

The guy's spine straightened immediately and so fast that Keith had to wonder if it had snapped. "Um hi, yes hi, that's me!" The guy babbled, pivoting on his heels quickly to face Keith.

And woah.

He was pretty cute, Keith observed. Objectively ofcourse. With his tossled brown waves and bright blue eyed gaze, and faint freckles lining his red cheeks, anyone would think that he was.

The guy, who was apparently the Lance they needed, scratched the back of his head and asked "How can I help you?" in about the smoothest, most melodic male voice Keith had ever heard.

Heat rose to his own cheeks. "Well you see...Um my brother. He's here. Um. To-" Keith blabbered wildly and was cut off by Shiro walking up to them.

"Yes hi, I'd like to adopt a cat today," he spoke smoothly, eyeing Keith with a knowing and amused look.

"Okay. Yes, I can definitely help you with that," Lance spoke, but his eyes were still locked onto Keith intently, who felt a tingling sensation in the pit of his stomach.

"Would you like to take a look at our new arrivals?" Lance asked professionally, to which Shiro nodded yes. Soon they were being shown around the room to the kittens that had recently been dropped off to the shelter by kind strangers who had found them.

Shiro seemed to take particular interest in a black cat with golden eyes, bending down to read her name tag. Opal was what it read.

Keith quirked an eyebrow. "Opal?" He asked, before he could control himself. Lance laughed, the sound of it thrumming in Keith's chest. He'd just made this pretty guy laugh somehow.

"Let's just say I have a sense of humour," Lance smirked at him, winking an eye. Keith averted his gaze hastily, feeling consumed by the blush spreading over his face. Shiro cleared his throat eyeing Keith again.

"Opal's perfect," he told Lance. "I would love the opportunity to give her a new home," He spoke sincerely.

"That's awesome." Lance responded, smiling brightly, and god could he be any prettier and more charming? "She's a lovely little one. Takes very well to affection and trusts easily. I'll just get you the forms from Allura right now," he told Shiro.

"Oh, actually, I don't mind doing it on my own, I have some questions about volunteering I want to ask her anyway." Shiro said, a gleam in his eye.

"I'll be back Keith, stay here," he smirked, winking blatantly. Lance laughed again.

Keith was going to murder him later, but for now he wanted to see how many laughs he could pull out of the ethereal boy beside him.

comradefleur

klance drabble - keithtober & klancetober 2020 - DAY 3: HOVERBIKE

Lance, Pidge and Hunk stood outside of their university preparing to go in. It was a new semester, and like they always did at the beginning of one they all met up for coffee at their favourite on campus cafe and then made their way to the main campus hall together to figure out where there classes were being held this year.

Lance felt a thrumming in his stomach, he was nervous about this year. If the work load last year was anything to go by, he'd have his work cut out for him. He shook his fingers out at his sides.

"Lance. Relax. You'll be fine," Pidge told him, looking at him sincerely. She was way too observant for his liking.

"Yeah!" Hunk began meaningfully. "You'll be okay buddy, you always are."

Lance tried to smile back reassuringly, but he feared it came off a bit wobbly instead, but before he worried himself about it too much, Pidge was signalling them ahead to enter the hall.

The distracting sound of a whirring engine broke their focus. And everyone else's, apparently. Everyone in front of the main hall turned hastily to see a dark haired boy in a leather jacket straighten himself up after hopping off his...was that a hoverbike? He'd only ever seen professor Shirogane, his airspace lecturer from last year use one.

Lance eyed the stranger, taking in his lean but firm stature and then settled on his face. No way. Was that a mullet? Lance was horrified.

Hunk nudged him in the side. "Shhh!! He's coming this way!" And apparently he had said that out loud. Oops. Pidge just cackled.

Even worse than the fact that tall, dark and handsome was sporting a look straight out of the 90s was that he was actually pulling it off. As he approached the entrance Lance could see that he had really gorgeous eyes too. Damn. That was just unfair and unreal in equal parts.

"Pick your jaw up off the floor and take a leaf out of that guy's book, Lance." Pidge told him. "Go inside." She motioned towards the hall again.

"My jaw is perfectly closed and not hanging, thank you very much!" Lance huffed, before following the stranger inside. Hunk giggled while Pidge rolled her eyes. They were just glad something else was taking up Lance's attention instead of his anxiety about the semester.

A small group of students stood in front of various boards which displayed multiple papers with schedules printed all over them. Lance's eyes locked onto the pretty stranger again, who was up ahead focusing on one of them.

Pidge was taking a throng of classes this year, solidifying her position as ultimate geek, though she had blankly pointed out to Lance that his interest in majoring in astrophysics was particularly geeky too. He had to admit she was right. Hunk was studying aeronautical engineering, being interested in the inner workings of aircrafts. He guessed they were just a group of geeks.

He pulled ahead doing a quick scan of the papers and finding out the times for the classes he had today, conveniently placing himself beside the guy. Sue him for being intrigued.

The mysterious stranger was mumbling under his breath and tracing his fingers over the paper directly ahead of him. "Flight simulator eight, flight simulator eight...where the fuck is flight simulator eight?"

Lance snorted under his breath, inadvertently alerting the stranger to his presence. He looked up at Lance, pretty grey yet somehow purple eyes locking onto his. He raised a dark brow at him, a bit of a sheepish pout on his pink lips as if to say "What?"

Lance gave him his best award winning charming smile. "It's right here," he pointed to a sheet at his right. Mullet boy's eyes lit up with relief and gratefulness that Lance felt delighted to witness.

"At 2pm. I'm in that class too," he added. Looks like he'd be seeing more of this stranger, huh? He wasn't mad about that at all.

"Yeah?" The guy began. He blatantly trailed his eyes down Lance's figure and back up to his eyes, making his cheeks burn and blush furiously.

Woah.

"I'm Keith Kogane," he added, sticking out a pale hand with sharp black nails. Lance shook it more vigorously that he had to.

"I-I'm Lance. Lance Mcclain. That's me. Yeah, hi." He babbled, hating himself every second of it.

Keith smirked at him. "Well Lance Mcclain. Maybe i'll save you a seat if I get there first." He spoke easily, and promptly turned on his heel.

"Smooth," Pidge spoke up, coming up behind Lance, hand on his shoulder.

But he was too busy regaining his composure and yelling out "Not if i get there first!" And listening to the deep, gravelly laugh of a boy with a hoverbike who he now knew to be Keith Kogane.

comradefleur

klance drabble - keithtober & klancetober 2020 - DAY 2: DESERT

Keith didn't know that he would end up alone out in the desert.

He was supposed to still be continuing his rise as star pupil at the galaxy garrison and making his father proud. But when Shiro disappeared on the kerberos mission and the school was quick to pass it off as a "mission failure" without further or deep enough investigation, he knew he had to leave.

Shiro was his brother, he took him in and guided him when he lost his father. When no one else saw him as worthy of a chance, or something other than a delinquent orphan, Shiro gave him not only a place to stay, but he displayed that he had an unwavering belief in him as he enrolled him into the top school for space studies in the state.

He was devastated when he learned of his disappearance.

It felt like a sort of confirmation that he never really had anyone else there for him, but maybe that wasn't true, if Lance McClain had anything to say about it.

He could still remember him very clearly, like the last time he'd seen him was yesterday. The wide smile he always wore on his lips made Keith's stomach feel funny, and he never knew what to do with that.

At first, he'd wanted to see Lance as an annoyance, feigning irritation whenever the cheerful, well-meaning boy came around.

Just because he had let shiro in didn't meanthat he had to trust anyone else, right?

Wrong. Lance made it hard not to trust him.

He was always there, and was always so, so gentle with Keith, like he knew he needed to be delt with delicate care. Not only was that unnerving but it was weirdly comforting.

Lance always babbled about how great Keith was at flying, pouting in faint jealousy about him stealing the top spot constantly and showing him up. At first, Keith didn't know what to say to that, but eventually he realised that maybe it wasn't just him that needed a particular and individual type of reassurance sometimes.

Lance taught him that he was more human than he knew, and that he fit right in.

Thinking about him now, Keith could feel a small smile grazing his lips. He missed him so much.

Since living out in the desert on his own, he'd felt like something was calling to him, like he was on some verge of some precipice that would reveal so much and sweep him away. It didn't unnerve him, just kind of reassured him that his story wasn't over, just beginning.

Perhaps there was hope for him and his life yet.

comradefleur

klance drabble - keithtober & klancetober 2020 - DAY 1: COSY

Keith snuggled further into the warmth radiating from below himself. He felt so wonderful and at ease, snuggled up into the thick blanket covering him and listening to sound of the soft pattering of the rain falling and hitting the pavement outside.

It was chilly, and in a groggy haze he pulled the blanket up to his chin and burrowed deeper into his cosy safe haven, only to realise that it felt kind of solid and was suddenly draping a long arm around his waist.

His eyes flew open.

"Fuck!" he thought frantically.

He'd fallen asleep on Lance's couch after they'd studied together in his dorm the night before, and apparently they got all wrapped up in each other overnight.

This was hardly okay, and embarrassment was steadily burning it's way down from Keith's cheeks to his neck and chest, cherry red.

What if the way he cuddled in his sleep alerted Lance to everything he felt inside for him? What if he didn't want to be friends anymore?

He had to get out of here.

Slowly inching his way out from under Lance's gentle grasp, he got to his feet and found his shoes strewn haphazardly onto Lance's rug under his coffee table. Lacing them up in quick and rapid movements, he clumsily kicked one of the legs of the coffee table, stumbling a bit before he caught himself.

To his dismay, Lance awoke and he watched as his hands scrabbled all over the couch, searching for something. Searching for him.

He couldn't help but blush at that.

"Mhmm, sweetheart. Where'd you go?" Lance spoke softly and under his breath, the words slurring together. He peeked a tired eye open at Keith, while he was busy feeling like a bucket of warmth had been dumped over his head.

The word "sweetheart" kept echoing around in his mind, swimming happily amongst thoughts of a sleepy, gorgeous Lance with the dim light from a rainy day filtering in through sheer curtains and dancing on his tired, handsome face.

Lance had never called him that before.

But judging by the soft and sweet lingering smile tainting his chapped lips, and the gleam in his bright blue eyes, cuddling up to each other all night brought them closer on a painfully intimate level, and this was a new beginning.

Keith unlaced his shoes, and smiled back softly, happily, joining a radiant Lance again on the couch.

magimagali

happy to finally be able to share this comic i made for my kl fanbook 😭

#GKFJFHDBBSHSSJSHSGSH #kl

comradefleur

Klance Drabble | Mindless Fluff

keith is genuinely taken aback when lance finally (and sheepishly) admits his feelings for him, all wind swept and earnest after a nearly fatal mission.

he holds onto keith's shoulders tightly, gripping him with shaking fingers and an equally shaky voice.

"i-" he starts, breathless. "god, keith. i love you. please don't do that to me again," he grits out with finality.

"please."

keith is blown away, wide eyed and stunned. because lance...loves him?

lance loves him. oh, god.

"lance," he begins, voice tiny and unbelieving, breathy and light. "lance. i-"

unable to put to words the swell within him, the torrent of raw emotion and astonishment lighting the nerves inside him, he stumbles forward, into lance, lips finding perfect purchase against him.

and god, it's everything he's ever wanted and more.

the sigh that lance breathes into him is wonderful and painfully intimate, and does everything to him at once.

he traces his fingers into the short curls at lance's nape and kissing the beautiful being in his arms. the beautiful being who is apparently in love with him. "yeah, that'll never get old," he thinks.

he pulls back an inch to breathe out the words he knows lance deserves to hear.

"i love you too, lance. i love you," he says, and finds that the words taste lovely on his tongue and he can't stop saying them.

"i love you, i love- mmm" he's cut off by lance's lips, like he can't keep himself away from keith, not when he's saying those words so sweetly.

they hold tightly to one another, hearts beating rapidly and as one, savouring the moment, and experiencing a new and vast beginning.

#kl