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    Kidge centric stories of the fluffy mundane and the disaster of youth

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  1. Public Bookmark 72

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    It’s been happening more often in the past few months, bouts of uncharacteristic silence coated in something unspoken. Teasing jokes of Lance’s that settle oddly. Casual touches lingering a second too long, burning skin left behind where Lance has touched him.

    The gradual change has been odd, but it’s easy to walk away from. Easy to ignore. Keith has gotten good at recognizing it early and shutting it down. If he’s being honest with himself, they both have.

    And it's worked for a long time, but Keith is rapidly regaining his mental footing to to the press of Lance's legs into his side and the obvious diversion of his eyes, nowhere to go and nothing to say.

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    Keith and Lance get stuck in a box on a mission gone wrong and might have to start to confront their more than platonic feelings for each other.

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    30 Jul 2026

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    Lance quickly finds Keith’s communication signal and hits call.

    A few seconds later, he realizes what he’s just done, panics, and immediately slams the 'end call' button.

    “Shit!” he hisses through his teeth, throwing the tablet on the bed and recoiling away from it like it’s a poisonous snake rather than innocent alien technology. Its screen goes blank again, wiped clean the way he wishes his impulsive action could be. “What am I doing?

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    15 Apr 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 48

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    The woman tilted her head. "Do you know what we just did to you?"

    Astarion's eyes darted between them, perplexed by the question. What they did to him…?

    That's when he noticed the Selûnite pendant around her neck. She was a cleric… had she healed him? He tried to piece together a scenario that made any sort of sense, but the details barely added up. Had these people found him? If so, why did they drag him across the city? How did they do such a thing? Why wasn't he in Harborside getting treatment? He wasn't sure exactly how severe his injuries had been, but he knew for a fact that a simple healing potion would not have done a thing to mend him back together.

    "Are you… healers?" he asked.

    The bearded man's mouth dropped open. "Healers—? What? No," he began to reach for him, but thought better of it and awkwardly closed his fist instead. "Astarion, it's me. Gale."

    Astarion didn't recognize his name or his face in the slightest, but the way he was looking at him gave him pause.

    "I… I don't…" Astarion shook his head slightly, racking his brain. "I'm sorry… Have we met before?"

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    16 Mar 2026

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    “Sweetheart,” says Lance, his hair longer, his shoulders broader, the slope of his nose uneven now where it didn’t used to be, “you don’t know the half of it.”

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    30 Jan 2026

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    “Then come see me,” Lance murmurs, and it makes Keith’s heart pound behind his breastbone. “Us, I mean. Once a week or something? Like mental health check-ins. We can just hang out, or...or go on low-priority, low-stress missions? Scouting, or flower-picking for Coran, or supply runs. Dumb stuff. Just...so we know how you are. I don’t want...I mean, we all miss you. And I don’t want to sound presumptuous, but...it feels like you’re not...not okay, Keith.”

    Well, Keith thinks, a little weakly. He never really stood a chance, did he?

    “Okay,” he says, right away. No fight. No refusal.

    His life is a hell of a lot easier when he lets himself cave under all the ways he wants Lance's luminous attention, and company, and friendship. All the ways he wants Lance, full stop.

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    28 Jan 2026