This is about 99% complete, but wanted to post it to prove I’ve been working on it. Gonna give it some fresh eyes tomorrow, so I can finish this up and send it off to become items, like playmats. Yay, progress!
WIP i have for a galra!keith headcanon (angsty keith ? and fluffy klance) when Keith isn’t in control of what he does look like :
Sometimes his form is human, sometimes half galra
But sometimes its not defined
Like he would be purple but just that
Or just very fluffy for a human
And sometimes its just the bad sides of the galra blood
A big hunger or even more hot-head impulses ; his body does not react we
So i guess sometimes, after Shiro’s gone and Keith is having nightmares, his galra side would randomly start causing trouble ; he would get blindly angry and rage in and out, hurting himself in the process
He can’t tell Allura nor Coran, because of Galra hate, he can’t tell Pidge because she couldn’t do anything and could get hurt, he can’t ask Hunk for help because he would spill the tea and/or cry maybe
so he goes to Lance
because he knows he could bite him or scratch or hit him, Lance would fight him back and understand and forgive him
he knows he can trust Lance to be quiet about it
So sometimes, at night, he runs inside Lance’s room, get mad, and when it’s over and all of his insecurities have been teared down, he just curls up in a ball and start sobbing quietly
And lance just rub his thumb and hums slowly to get Keith back to sleep
(edit : here is the finished version with 2x more headcanons yay im never gonna wake up tomorrow)
*Ellie Goulding Voice* WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOOOOOOORRRR!!!!
👀 (subject to change, this hasn’t been edited yet.)
“Are you Daddy? Gonna make me come on your jeans instead of on your cock?” She gasps. “Can’t imagine,” she inhales sharply. “That’d be what you want.” She throws her head back when he lifts his leg up further to rub against her snugly.
“M’not,” she exhales softly. “Entitled maybe. Maybe a tad spoiled as well.” She smiles as her eyes flutter shut.
“Your fault.” She gasps sharply when he does it again. “You’re always taking really good care of me.”
She’s whimpering loudly now, needy for it and needy for something more. Her fists at his shirt tighten every time she glides over, back and forth across his thigh.