#ILY LIDDERS
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shepardyke · 2 years ago
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everyone say hello to my first V,, lovingly named VYLETH. my nomad pistol whipping meow meow that loves her girlies and her car
HAND CRAFTED BY @pop-w4ter ... I AM SO THANKFUL FOR THIS. LIDDERALLY LEGENDARY WORK .. ILY
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rillils · 7 years ago
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It's klance doom razzle dazzle time! :D "it's quite bizarre, and will remain this way" by mayerwien (it has a second part, too!) is kind of a breath of fresh air, if that makes sense. I really enjoyed it! "under your feet the dirt turns to gold" by laallomri is up next on my "to read" list because it looks like my kind of doom. and I've got another story by VulpesVulpes713 - "He Who Hesitates..." which is a food truck AU and Keith is so cutely awkward I can't. I hope you enjoy!
YASSSSSsss the good ol’ razzle dazzle *dances*
It's quite bizarre, and will remain this way  by mayerwien
On Tuesday, Keith parks his motorcycle behind the museum, five minutes before seven AM. Inside the giant dome-shaped building, empty of visitors, he feels like a ghost. His sneakers with their peeling soles squeak all the way down the entrance steps, up the fire escape, and down the hallway of the office wing.
“So you’re the young man who will be working with us this week,” says the floor manager, a red-haired man with a handlebar mustache named Mr. Coran, from behind his desk. In his tone, Keith feels the implied invitation to sit in the visitor’s chair. He doesn’t.
there goes my snickerdoodle son Keef, getting himself into trouble as per the old family tradition
but SPACE MUSEUM VOLUNTEERS, GUYS
CAN YOU FEEL THE CUTENESS IN THE AIR
BECAUSE I CAN *ROLLS OFF A CLIFF*
Under your feet the dirt turns to gold  by laallomri
In which Keith has about a dozen chances at happiness, and sabotages (nearly) all of them.
why does this sound so much like Keith and also I WANT THIS MORE THAN ANYTHING I’VE EVER WANTED, LIKE, EVER *lowkey screeching in the background*
He who hesitates...  by VulpesVulpes713
“I should let you get back to them,” he sighed, “you guys are missing the festival.” Keith turned back to him quickly, a look of disappointment briefly flashing across his face. He nodded though, staring at the coffee still sitting between them.
“I guess,” his voice was low, and Lance detected a hint of hesitation in it. Too cute.
DO I. DO I HEAR FOOD TRUCK AU
ALSO KNOWN AS THE AU I DIDN’T KNOW I NEEDED UNTIL NOW
oh my gosh
boy oh boy this looks so cute i just cannot *clenches fist* do you ever feel like hugging a fic because that’s what i’m experiencing right now
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