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KINGDOM OF ASH (by SJM)

Chapter 48

THE FAMILY REUINION🥹😆😭🫶& MY SOULLL

But when they reached Princess Hasar's battle tent, when they had all gathered around a map of Anielle, they had only a few minutes of discussion before they were interrupted. By the person Chaol least expected to walk through the flaps.

A moment later, Chaol was glad he was sitting down.

Nesryn breathed, "Holy gods."

Chaol was inclined to agree as Aelin Galathynius, Rowan Whitethorn, and several others entered the tent.

They were mud-splattered, the Queen of Terrasen's braided hair far longer than Chaol had last seen. And her eyes ... Not the soft, yet fiery gaze. But something older. Wearier.

Chaol shot to his feet. "I thought you were in Terrasen," he blurted. All the reports had confirmed it. Yet here she stood, no army in sight.

Three Fae males-towering warriors as broad and muscled as Rowan—had entered, along with a delicate, dark-haired human woman.

But Aelin was only staring at him. Staring and staring at him.

No one spoke as tears began sliding down her face. Not at his being here, Chaol realized as he took up his cane and limped toward Aelin.

But at him. Standing. Walking.

The young queen let out a broken laugh of joy and flung her arms around his neck. Pain lanced down his spine at the impact, but Chaol held her right back, every question fading from his tongue.

Aelin was shaking as she pulled away. "I knew you would," she breathed, gazing down his body, to his feet, then up again. "I knew you'd do it."

"Not alone," he said thickly. Chaol swallowed, releasing Aelin to extend an arm behind him. To the woman he knew stood there, a hand over the locket at her neck.

Perhaps Aelin would not remember, perhaps their encounter years ago had meant nothing to her at all, but Chaol drew Yrene forward. "Aelin, allow me to introduce"

"Yrene Towers," the queen breathed as his wife stepped to his side.

The two women stared at each other.

Yrene's mouth quivered as she opened the silver locket and pulled out a piece of paper. Hands trembling, she extended it to the queen. Aelin's own hands shook as she accepted the scrap.

"Thank you," Yrene whispered.

Chaol supposed it was all that really needed to be said.

Aelin unfolded the paper, reading the note she'd written, seeing the lines from the hundreds of foldings and rereadings these past few years.

"I went to the Torre," Yrene said, her voice cracking. "I took the money you gave me, and went to the Torre. And I became the heir apparent to the Healer on High. And now I have come back, to do what I can. I taught every healer I could the lessons you showed me that night, about self-defense. I didn't waste it-not a coin you gave me, or a moment of the time, the life you bought me." Tears were rolling and rolling down Yrene's face. "I didn't waste any of it."

Aelin closed her eyes, smiling through her own tears, and when she opened them, she took Yrene's shaking hands. "Now it is my turn to thank you." But Aelin's gaze fell upon the wedding band on Yrene's finger, and when she glanced to Chaol, he grinned.

"No longer Yrene Towers," Chaol said softly, "but Yrene Westfall."

Aelin let out one of those choked, joyous laughs, and Rowan stepped up to her side.

Yrene's head tilted back to take in the warrior's full height, her eyes widening-not only at Rowan's size, but at the pointed ears, the slightly elongated canines and tattoo. Aelin said, "Then let me introduce you, Lady Westfall, to my own husband, Prince Rowan Whitethorn Galathynius."

For that was indeed a wedding band on the queen's finger, the emerald mud-splattered but bright. On Rowan's own hand, a gold-and-ruby ring gleamed.

"My mate," Aelin added, fluttering her lashes at the Fae male. Rowan rolled his eyes, yet couldn't entirely contain his smile as he inclined his head to Yrene.

Yrene bowed, but Aelin snorted. "None of that, please. It'll go right to his immortal head." Her grin softened as Yrene blushed, and Aelin held up the scrap of paper. "May I keep this?" She eyed Yrene's locket. "Or does it go in there?"

Yrene folded the queen's fingers around the paper. "It is yours, as it always was. A piece of your bravery that helped me find my own."

Aelin shook her head, as if to dismiss the claim.

But Yrene squeezed Aelin's closed hand. "It gave me courage, the words you wrote. Every mile I traveled, every long hour I studied and worked, it gave me courage. I thank you for that, too."

Aelin swallowed hard, and Chaol took that as excuse enough to sit again, his back giving a grateful tinge. He said to the queen, "There is another person responsible for this army being here." He gestured to Nesryn, the woman already smiling at the queen. "The rukhin you see, the army gathered, is as much because of Nesryn as it is because of me."

A spark lit Aelin's eyes, and both women met halfway in a tight embrace. "I want to hear the entire story," Aelin said. "Every word of it." Nesryn's subdued smile widened. "So you shall. But later." Aelin clapped her on the shoulder and turned to the two royals still by the desk. Tall and regal, but as mud-splattered as the queen.

Chaol blurted, "Dorian?"

Rowan answered, "Not with us." He glanced to the royals.

"They know everything," Nesryn said

"He's with Manon," Aelin said simply.

Chaol wasn't entirely sure whether to be relieved. "Hunting for something important."

The keys. Holy gods.

Aelin nodded. Later. He'd think on where Dorian might now be later. Aelin nodded again. The full story would come then too.

Nesryn said, "May I present Princess Hasar and Prince Sartaq."

Aelin bowed—low. "You have my eternal gratitude," Aelin said, and the voice that came out of her was indeed that of a queen. Any shock Sartaq and Hasar had shown upon the queen bowing so low was hidden as they bowed back, the portrait of courtly grace.

"My father," Sartaq said, "remained in the khaganate to oversee our lands, along with our siblings Duva and Arghun. But my brother Kashin sails with the rest of the army. He was not two weeks behind us when we left."

Aelin glanced to Chaol, and he nodded.

Something glittered in her eyes at the confirmation, but the queen jerked her chin at Hasar. "Did you get my letter?"

The letter that Aelin had sent months ago, begging for aid and promising only a better world in return. Hasar picked at her nails. "Perhaps. I get far too many letters from fellow princesses these days to possibly remember or answer all of them."

Aelin smirked, as if the two of them spoke a language no one else could understand, a special code between two equally arrogant and proud women. But she motioned to her companions, who stepped forward. "Allow me to introduce my friends. Lord Gavriel, of Doranelle." A nod toward the tawny-eyed and golden-haired warrior who bowed.

Tattoos covered his neck, his hands, but his every motion was graceful. "My uncle, of sorts," Aelin added with a smirk at Gavriel. At Chaol's narrowed brows, she explained, "He's Aedion's father."

"Well, that explains a few things," Nesryn muttered.

The hair, the broad-planed face ... yes, it was the same. But where Aedion was fire, Gavriel seemed to be stone. Indeed, his eyes were solemn as he said, "Aedion is my pride." Emotion rippled over Aelin's face, but she gestured to the dark-haired male. Not someone Chaol ever wanted to tangle with, he decided as he surveyed the granite-hewn features, the black eyes and unsmiling mouth.

"Lorcan Salvaterre, formerly of Doranelle, and now a blood-sworn member of my court." As if that weren't a shock enough, Aelin winked at the imposing male. Lorcan scowled. "We're still in the adjustment period," she loudly whispered, and Yrene chuckled.

Lorcan Salvaterre. Chaol hadn't met the male this spring in Rifthold, but he'd heard all about him. That he'd been Maeve's most trusted commander, her most loyal and fierce warrior.

That he'd wanted to kill Aelin, hated Aelin.

How this had come about, why she was not in Terrasen with her army ... "You, too, have a tale to tell," Chaol said.

"Indeed I do." Aelin's eyes guttered, and Rowan put a hand on her lower back. Bad— something terrible had occurred. Chaol scanned Aelin for any hint of it. He stopped when he noticed the smoothness of the skin at her neck. The lack of scars. The missing scars on her hands, her palms. "Later," Aelin said softly. She straightened her shoulders, and another golden-haired male came forward. Beautiful. That was the only way to describe him. "Fenrys ... You know, I don't actually know your family name."

Fenrys threw a roguish wink at the queen.

"Moonbeam."

"It is not," Aelin hissed, choking on a laugh.

Fenrys laid a hand on his heart. "I am blood-sworn to you. Would I lie?"

Another blood-sworn Fae male in her court.

Across the tent, Sartaq cursed in his own tongue. As if he'd heard of Lorcan, and Gavriel, and Fenrys.

Aelin gave Fenrys a vulgar gesture that set Hasar chuckling, and faced the royals. "They're barely housebroken. Hardly fit for your fine company." Even Sartaq smiled at that. But it was to the small, delicate woman that Aelin now gestured. "And the only civilized member of my court, Lady Elide Lochan of Perranth." Perranth. Chaol had combed through the family trees of Terrasen just this winter, had seen the lists of so many royal households crossed out, victim to the conquest ten years ago.

Elide's name had been among them.

Another Terrasen royal who had managed to evade Adarlan's butchers.

The pretty young woman took a limping step forward, and bobbed a curtsy to the royals. Her boots concealed any sign of the source of the injury, but Yrene's attention shot right to her leg. Her ankle. "It's an honor to meet all of you," Elide said, her voice low and steady. Her dark eyes swept over them, cunning and clear. Like she could see beneath their skin and bones, to the souls beneath.

Aelin wiped her hands. "Well, that's over and done with," she announced, and strode to the desk and map. "Shall we discuss where you all plan to march once we beat the living shit out of this army?"

[girlboypersonthingy]

omg i love your blog sm!! it’s been a while since ive been in the fandom and i didn’t think anyone wrote for vld anymore, ahhhh but i love the way you write!! you’re so so talented!! how do you think a love triangle sitch with keith and lance would play out? i love the both but UGHHHH THE DRAMA I LOVE IT😩😩

Oh my god thank you so much! I’m so flattered asfdafh 🥰🥹 I know the fandom is dead to most but not to all. I’m still here and voltron will always live on in my heart ❤️‍🔥 BRO THIS PROMPT??? PLZ ITS SO GOOD AAHHH ENJOY!

❤️Love Triangle💙

Okay first of all, these two would try to win you over IN COMPLETELY OPPOSITE WAYS.

Lance is, of course, over the top and very romantic and kind of cliche but so considerate and thoughtful and sweet.

Keith will be more nonchalant and mysterious, trying to use his skills and talents to impress you. He’s the type to slowly win you over by being very genuine and honest.

It started when Lance threw a pick up line your way and not only was the line terrible…but you actually laughed at it. It brought some pink to your cheeks as well. They both noticed that.

Lance was very smug about the fact that he made you giggle and blush.

Keith was a little annoyed at first, thinking Lance was just being his usual obnoxious self. So Keith just kept trying to make moves on you in his own way.

One day, Lance walked into the training room to see you and Keith sitting beside each other on the floor, breathing heavily as if you’d just decided to take a break. He couldn’t really hear what Keith was saying but you looked very focused, very into the conversation and you two were sitting just a little bit too close for his liking.

Lance didn’t like the eyes you were making at the red paladin

But Keith sure did. He was so excited to be sitting so close to you.

Then it’s like the spider man meme of them pointing at each other like 😧👉🏻 👈🏻😮

“Wait! You like (Y/N)? No no no, you can’t! I like (Y/N)!”

“Well I liked them first!”

“No! No! Dibs!”

“Really? Dibs?” *eye roll*

For the next week, they’re both acting like goofballs around you.

It’s kind of hilarious and very entertaining for you because…you notice that they start adopting each other’s ways of flirting and dropping hints. They do a little swap.

It’s like they think the other person has a better chance with you so they try to switch it up and copy each other. Lance thinks Keith’s ‘mysterious bad boy’ persona is something you’re into. Keith thinks you find happiness in all the silly, goofy things Lance does. So they both try to switch it up in hopes of making you fall for them. Does that make sense?

Imagine Keith trying to use a pick up line on you and failing miserably. He’s probably sweating through his shirt and his mouth is dry bc he’s so close to you, he can smell your shampoo. He’d end up stuttering and then getting really pissed at himself for looking dumb in front of you. May go back to his room and pout if he felt things didn’t go well.

Now imagine Lance trying to be all soft spoken and mysterious, trying to act cool. Lance trying not to talk too much is the equivalent of him holding his breath. It’s only a matter of time before he breaks character and says some dumb, cheesy shit that has you rolling your eyes. He awkwardly shuffles away to his room and also pouts bc he feels like he’s just loud and annoying.

The boys got into a yelling match about it once. The pot just boiled over and all you could do was watch.

That was their very shitty, joint confession of their feelings for you- them screaming about who likes you more, who liked you first, who you’re more compatible with, ect ect blah blah blah

All right in front of you

And all the while, the whole team is so confused

Cue Allura and Hunk stepping in between them because both their faces are turning red from anger and jealousy.

Everyone just looks at Shiro like 👀

Shiro, the dad of the group: 🙄😤 “fine…”

Shiro sits them both down for a long chat and by the end of it, the boys have come to terms with the fact that they both like you and not only is it your choice who you’d want to be with, but there’s a lot of other things to be worried about rn. They shouldn’t, and they won’t, pressure you.

Buuttttt…they do keep up some of the same things they like to do with you.

Keith still trains with you often (and he really enjoys helping you with your stance/posture bc he gets to be touchy✨)

Lance still invites you into his room to play video games (and he always seems out of breath when you sit so close to him, your arm touching his)

They try their best to control their temper around you and they try not to be around when you’re with the other person. They don’t need to see you being all close and personal with someone who isn’t them. :,(

The boys just continue to be their normal selves with you. They figure you should get to know them, the real them, before you make any decisions.

Yes, they both like you.

Yes. They’re both very competitive and very jealous.

But they respect each other and they respect you.

And we are in the middle of an intergalactic war right now, this is not a real priority.

They’ll give you some time and a pace to think about it.

Now comment on this post and tell me who you’d choose 😈 I love them both so so much but Lance is my soulmate for sure

[ynbabe]

Party all night- Lance Stroll x Partygirl! Reader

Am I perhaps obsessed with this vibe? Yes, will I maybe turn this into a series for all the drivers? idk yall tell me 🫣

as always comments and requests are always welcome!!

People don't always like Lance but they definitely don't like his party girl girlfriend.

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f1behindts Lance Stroll was seen with his girlfriend in the clubs of London before the start of the 2024 season

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lancestroll ❤️

babeitsy/nl/n miss you alr mwuah

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babeitsy/nl/n finally met the man the myth the legend, thanks babe!!

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lancestroll

lancestroll to the best girlfriend, I'll love you even when you drag me to clubs at 3 at night and your friends keep stealing my coffee. I don't care what others say you're the love of my life.

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hope yall liked this!! requests are always open!!

[voltronisanobsession]

Hiiiii. Im gonna request again bc i love your writing and want more. So I got this idea while watching the episode where voltron crosses into an alternate reality and they meet Sven and Slav. What if the paladins (specifically Lance, Pidge and Keith) and their s/o had a way of looking into some of their alternate realities (maybe Pidge creates a way to see their alternate realities) only to find out that they are soulmates and fall in love in every reality they exist in together…like BRO SOULMATESSSSS IN EVERY REALITYYYY??? Kill me with fluff plz thnx ❤️‍🔥🥹

Soulmates in all Realities

OMG WHEN I TELL YOU I HAD A SIMILAR IDEA BUT FOR ALLURA!!!! I actually really LOVE this idea, im a sucker for soulmates💔 I had a little trouble deciding how I wanted to format this, but I decided on just writing them out than doing hcs, I really did enjoy this, free therapy. ALSO I WANTED TO INCLUDE HUNK ALLURA AND SHIRO BUT IMMA DO THAT IN A DIFFERENT POST‼️‼️ALSO IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK ME SO LONG TO ANSWER💔💔💔

Lance

The team rushed to where Pidge had urgently called them to, wondering what could have been so important that she needed all of them together. Worried yet confused, murmurs sounded in the room as they all waited for the two final paladins to join them.

Shoulder to shoulder, Lance and you both animatedly spoke to each other, giggles and laughter bouncing off the halls of the castle, entering the room with dumb smiles on your faces. There was one thing that was special yet odd about your relationship, which was how fast and easily you were able to click with each other.

Despite only having met after rescuing Shiro when you all were back on Earth, Lances’ outgoing personality clashed well with your own, immediately creating a strong bond in the first few days of knowing each other. While it was strange for the others to see how fast you both grew close to each other, none of them really bothered understanding why this was the case.

Since knowing Lance, you have always felt a strong pull towards him, a feeling foreign from what the other paladins gave you. You had figured he was just the right person you met at the right time.

Lance however, knew from the second he laid eyes on you that you were different from any other person he’s met. He realized when he began talking to you that it felt more like talking to an old friend he’s known for years than an actual stranger he barely knew.

The chemistry between you two was obvious, and after some time you and Lance finally decided to clumsily confess to each other, leading us to the where we are now.

Everyone quieted down once you guys entered the room.

“What’s with the get together Pidge? We were on our third round of Hunks food.” Crossing his arms, Lance leaned his body against yours, causing you to stumble as you tried to keep your balance from his added weight.

Turning around, Pidge, along with Allura, both looked at the group with open and amazed eyes. “Remember how we were stuck in an alternate reality? I was able to save and keep a small piece of the comet when we were going to examine it! Allura and I weren’t able to do much BUT!”

She took a small mirror like object from the table it was settled on and showed it off.

“We were able to make this! Allura somehow was able to use her Altean magic to merge the comet into a functioning mirror, which can look into different realities! I’ve been messing around with it, this can look through realities based on whoever is holding it!”

The group stared in astonishment until Hunk spoke.

“Cool! Very cool, fascinating actually! But! How exactly is this gonna help us on our battle with Zarkon?”

“Uhh, not that much…” Allura sighed in defeat yet regained her energy.

“It’s really interesting though! When I looked through it, i was able to see myself in different lifetimes and different versions of myself! Thought we would show you guys as well.”

One by one, everyone looked through the small mirror, some smiling at the mirror while others showed conflicting looks on their faces. The mirror was finally passed to where you and Lance stood, eagerly taking it in your hands with excitement.

“Ooooh I wonder how I’ll look like!” You gingerly took the mirror into your hands, looking into it with eyes full of wonder. Once the image cleared on the crystal surface, you immediately recognized yourself in the center. Despite the differences your alternate self had, like your in hair length and unknown surroundings, you stared in amazement. Suddenly a new figure entered the mirrors image.

“Hey! Is that me??” Lance shoved his face next to yours, staring in shock as he saw the two versions of you holding hands and giving each other loving kisses on the cheek. This made you both flush as the group began circling around you, suddenly interested in what was happening.

Once yours and Lances’ face were displayed on the mirror, new images began appearing, each with the same reoccurring scene. In one reality, this Lance, whose hair was past his chin, held you in his arms, spinning you around. Another image flashed as you both stared in shock as you realized both of you were still together in this new reality as well.

Every new image had you guys in shock, eyes wide open until you finally decided to put down the mirror. A thumping had emerged during this time in your head, watching as Lance held onto his head in slight pain. At once, you already had an idea of what this meant.

“If you guys new each other in these different realities, it’s not any coincidence. Are you always going to meet in every universe?” The group stood in silence as Pidge spoke. You looked at Lance, knowing he understood as well from the look he gave you.

One full of pain and remorse, one of pure love. This was no mistake. The universe had always planned for you to be together.

“We’re soulmates.” You breathed out, the words feeling right and true to your heart.

“Soulmates.” Lance whispered, slowly beginning to smile until he lifted you up in the air, laughing with joy.

“WE’RE SOULMATES IN EVERY UNIVERSE!”

Pidge

Pidge fiddled with a mirror like object, watching its surface gleam under the bright lights of the castle. Huffing, she sat up and walked out of her room.

After barely escaping the alternate reality they went through, the group all had to take a breather from any missions.

Not only had Lotor gotten away with the entire comet, but Pidge has had this crushing headache that didn’t seem to go away no matter what she did. Not after meeting hers and yours alternate selves in that reality.

And it seemed that she wasn’t the only one affected by this as you have also complained about an agonizing throbbing in your head after the mission. It only got worse when you guys were near each other. Deciding it would be best to stay away for a while, you and Pidge reluctantly kept your distance in hopes the pain would go away.

But it was days like these that Pidge couldn’t stand it. She couldn’t bare with the nonstop throbbing in her head by herself. She knew it would probably make it worse, visiting you, but she couldn’t seem to help herself. Walking down the long hallways towards your room, Pidge let her mind wander.

Seeing you and her, along with Slav and Sven, made her begin questioning just how little they all knew of the different universes that laid beyond their knowledge. Seeing the way your alternate selves clung to each other, protecting the other from danger, made her smile.

Despite the obvious difference in appearance and names, they really did resemble you and herself, which frightened her a bit. It couldn’t have been a coincidence that you both knew each in that reality and in your own, right?

The closer the young girl got to your room, the more apparent her headache became. Groaning, Pidge knocked on your door twice before she heard shuffling coming from the inside. Slowly you opened the door, eyes tired yet alert as you looked down on your intruder.

“I knew it was you the second I felt my head began hurting again.” Despite the weak smile you gave her, Pidge felt immediately guilty.

“Yeah, sorry about that. I just… I just needed to see you.”

Humming, you seemed to be thinking about something before opening the door fully, letting Pidge in. “You’re here already, might as well let you in.”

Pidge smiled and entered the room, immediately flopping on your bed and getting comfortable. You joined her, gently laying down to avoid making the pain worse.

The two of you laid in silence as you held her hand, enjoying each others company while trying your best to ignore the consistent throbbing that wouldn’t go away. It was until you noticed the mirror in her other hand that you finally broke the silence.

“What’s that?” Eyes drifting to where you were looking, Pidge raised the mirror so you can properly see it.

“Remember the comet piece I took for examination? I forgot I had it, so I decided to see what I could do with it.”

Pidge placed it in your hands.

“Those Alteans said that with the comet, they would be able to travel to different realities, so I thought ‘might as well make a mirror to see into other realties.’ I don’t if it works though. I wanted to try it with you.”

Looking at her with wide eyes, you began smiling. It always fascinated you how Pidge’s brain worked. Shuffling up into a sitting position, you dragged her up as well.

“Alright well let’s try this together.”

Not really understanding how to use the mirror, you turned it around until just staring at your own reflection. Suddenly, both of you watched in amazement as the mirrors image slowly warped to a different one.

“What’s happening?” The question was left unanswered as the image slowly cleared up, showing two familiar faces.

In the mirror, it showed what appeared to be you and Pidge, sitting at a table drinking something from their mugs. Their surrounding was unfamiliar, but the smile on the alternate version of yourselves captivated the two of you. Suddenly the mirror began flashing images quickly, each showing different versions of yourselves in alternate universe.

“How-”

Pidge was cut off by a striking pain going through her head. You quickly dropped the mirror, hands going to clutch your head as you whimpered in agony.

Images and scenes flashed through your heads, memories flashing quickly before you could even comprehend what was happening. Whispering from the memories echoed through your head, sounding much louder as your heart beat sped up.

These weren’t your memories. Yet all of them showed you in them. Dressed in various styles of clothing, hairstyles you’ve never had, all the images had your face in each one. And with you, there was one other person present in each memory.

Finally the intense flashbacks came to an end. Huffing, you brought a shaky hand to your mouth to cover the soft sobs that came out of you. It’s not every day your forced into remembering everything from your past lives.

Your eyes slowly drifted to where Pidge now laid starring off into the distance, watching as tears slowly fell down her face. Pidge turned her head towards you, reaching out her arms. You quickly pulled her into a crushing hug, emotions too strong for either of you to speak a word.

“I didn’t think we would find each other in this life time too.” Pidge whispered, her grip unrelenting on you. You let out a watery laugh.

“I guess the universe always planned for us to meet.”

After all this time, the pain that had bothered the two of you finally disappeared, leaving only two found soulmates in its wake.

Keith

“Keith do you know where Y/N is?”

Interrupted from his cleaning, Keith looked up from his blade to look at Pidge. He furrowed his eyebrows in confusion.

“No, I don’t. Is something wrong?”

She raised a small object from her side and showed him a mirror. Keith looked at it, glanced at Pidge, then back at the mirror.

“You want to show them a mirror?” Pidge nodded enthusiastically.

“Yeah! But I can’t find them anywhere. I was wondering if you can, you know…”

Keith finally understood why the short girl came to him. Sighing, he put down his sword and the small rag he was using and got up. He began walking towards the door with Pidge following after him.

Keith had this special… ability. No matter where you were, he always knew where to find you. It was difficult to explain to the others at first, trying not to sound creepy, but as time went on they were able to see what exactly he meant.

Since meeting you after saving Shiro all that time ago, Keith felt this strong pull towards you. Quite literally, it always felt like he was pulled towards your direction as there were times where he would wander around the castle only to see his body led him to where you were.

This happened so often that you even began noticing whenever Keith was around, even if you didn’t see him. But when you told him you didn’t feel the same intense pulling, he thought there was something wrong with him.

It didn’t last long though once he realized you could read him like an open book. Whenever he was upset about something, you would always happen to stumble into him and just know. Like something wrong was happening with him.

He was never able to lie to you about how he was feeling. Not when it seemed like you could look past all the walls he put up. When you could see through all of his confused emotions.

So that’s how you two were able to build up your relationship, him running to you whenever you were in trouble and you knowing whenever something was wrong during an intense mission, just by your gut.

“You know, I always wondered how you know where Y/N is.” Pidge broke the silence causing Keith to look down to her as he continued his walking.

No matter how many times he tried explaining it to the group, they couldn’t fully understand the science behind it.

“I mean. It’s like a force is pushing me to Y/N. My body just knows where to go.” Keith sighed. It was hard even for him to explain.

Pidge let out a thoughtful hum. The two continued down the long halls until they came to a double corridor. The young girl stepped up.

“Wait! Lemme guess which way she’s at!” Rubbing her chin, Pidge pointed to the right hallway, looking at Keith with a smile.

Keith let out a small smile of his own as he headed the opposite way, Pidge letting out a groan as she followed him through the left corridor.

They soon arrived to the hanger where the lions were all recharging. Pidge furrowed her eyebrows as she didn’t see you anywhere.

“I think your Y/N radar is a little off.” Keith rolled his eyes.

“I don’t have an ‘Y/N radar.’” Walking up to the Black Lion, Keith furrowed his eyebrows once again, wondering what you were doing in his lion. Pidge stood beside him confused as she didn’t know you were inside the lion.

“Y/N?” The boy called out for you, only waiting a few moments before you came jogging outside to see both him and Pidge. You smiled at both of them.

“It never ceases to amaze me how your radar works.” Pidge walked up to you as Keith let out a noise.

“It’s not- ugh whatever.” Keith walked up to you as well, placing a gentle hand on your back, the nonstop pulling settling at last.

“What’s up guys? Did something happen?” You looked confused as Pidge smiled at you with Keith shrugging his shoulders.

“Look what I was able to do with the comet ore I had!” You looked at her with wide eyes.

“Wait you still had some of the comet with you?!” The girl nodded quickly.

“Yup! Allura said I could use it since it was too small for her and Coran to make anything useful with it so boom! I made a window to see into other realities.”

“You make that sound like a normal thing to do.” Keith grunted out as his hand rubbed your back.

Hitting him with your elbow, you rolled your eyes and took a seat on the ground, beckoning her to join you. Once she told you how it worked, she handed you the delicate mirror.

“I wanted to show you first before showing the others. I was able to see myself in other realities and I just found it so AMAZING!”

Smiling, you looked up to Keith who was still standing and patted the spot next you. He hesitantly sat down, his leg touching yours.

“Let’s see if we’re together in these realities.” You joked, causing Keith’s face to warm up and Pidge to gag in the background.

Placing the mirror in front of your face, you and Keith watched in awe as an image slowly began appearing. A foggy figure stood in the center of the mirror, clearing up to reveal you. Or a different version of you. Despite having your face, this version of you looked completely different! You weren’t human in that universe.

“Are you seeing this! Woaaahhh!” You were so enraptured by what you were seeing you barely noticed the new person entering the image when you faced the mirror to Keith.

There walked in what seemed to be a Galra? Yet this Galra had Keith’s face and smile. You quieted down, feeling Keith clutch onto your hand, urging you to bring the mirror closer to him. There you both watched as your alternate versions talked to each other with a soft look in their eyes. The image soon changed showing many different realities of yourselves, each of them with each other.

The mirrors images soon faded only showing yours and Keith’s faces staring back in shock. You slowly placed the mirror on you lap and looked towards Keith. He was staring at the object in your lap still until he felt your stare.

His eyes made contact with yours and then it all suddenly clicked. Why he felt a pull towards you. Why you were able to read his mind so easily. In your reality, you two were always meant to meet.

“I guess we’re…” Keith hesitantly spoke still staring into your eyes with a newfound happiness.

“Soulmates?” You let out a small chuckle of your own cupping his cheek. After the word left you mouth, you felt something twist inside of you. And just like that, a flood of emotions crashed down on you as you felt Keith’s love, confusion, happiness, and fear merge with your own.

You smiled and he smiled right back.

Pidge looked between the two of you in shock and confusion.

“WAIT WHAT?! SOULMATES??”

Both of you looked at her in shock as you guys forgot she was there too. You looked at each other and then laughed at her confusion. Time to tell the others.

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idk how it’s gonna sound butttt… a new au where lance is single dad and nando is a stepdad 🥹 i’m dead every time i get to see nando with children GIVE THIS MAN A KID😭

TYSM FOR THIS REQUEST,, rn it's just a little blurb but I might make it a little more once i finish First Kiss 😭 (1.5k words)

Lance pulled into their new driveway, his daughter screaming excitedly behind him

"We're here, Lilah, wanna look at your new room before we take in groceries?" He said, not really meaning the we, a three year old girl wasn't much help.

"Yes, please!" She shouted, signing please on her chest. Lance had made sure to teach her sign language before she learned to properly speak, before she was born he had joined a "mummy and me" facebook group looking for help and that was one of the many things he was told to do.

Lance hummed, turning off the car and going back to take Delilah out of her carseat, helping her step out of the car before heading inside.

It was a gorgeous house in a safe neighbourhood, Lance figured as she got older living in a one bedroom apartment would get harder and harder so as soon as he had the chance he asked his best friend Esteban for help in house hunting and eventually moving the furniture in. Delilah's mom decided she didn't want to be in her life almost right agter giving birth to her, it had been scary, being a single dad at 22, but he had such a great support system and an even greater little girl.

"Come on, daddy" She spoke, snapping him out of his thoughts as she tugged on his pants leg

"Yes, yes, let's go baby" Lance smiled, quick to swoop her up and carry her upstairs to her bedroom, already adorned with all of her favourite things. The walls were painted a pale blue with cloud lights hanging from the ceiling, at the apartment they had before she was always sneaking out to play outside so he hoped making her room feel outside would limit that.

"This is mine, daddy?" She asked, looking away from all the toys, books, and stuffed animals to face her dad

"Yes, princess, all yours" He nodded, not able to help the wide grin on his face as hers lit up

"Thank you, daddy!" She signed again, holding her arms up to her dad to ask for a hug, he was quick to accept, squeezing her tight as she giggled

"You can play up here while I bring in groceries, okay? Then I'll make you lunch" He pulled away, the little girl nodding and running to the toy chest in the corner of her room to see what was in it as Lance made his way downstairs.

He finally finished putting away the gorceries, wandering back upstairs to ask Delilah what she wanted

"Lilah, are you hungry?" He spoke before walking into the room, startled at the emptiness "Lilah?" He called again, now beginning to panic at the absence of his daughter.

Delilah peeked past a tall white fence, eyes locking on a man who was laying down in the sun, he looked like he was sleeping

"Excuse me?" She spoke, the small voice causing the man to open his eyes

"Hello, sweetie" He spoke, sitting up and shooting her a puzzled look, wondering where she came from. He could tell by the change of her expression that she'd never head an accent like his before

"My daddy said laying in the sun causes you to get red and hurt" She spoke matter-of-factly

"Your daddy sounds very smart, where are your mommy and daddy now?" He asked, now a little concerned

"My daddy is in the kitchen, mommy left"

Fernando tried to hide his shock at the bluntness of the little girl, just nodding at her words

"I see, where is your kitchen?"

"In my new house!" She said with emotion for the first time "Me and my daddy just moved in, he painted my walls blue and i have clouds in my rooms sky!"

He couldn't help but smile at the talkative little girl, part of him worried at how quickly she was to be comfortable around a stranger

"Do you remember which house is yours?"

"Uhm..." She trailed off, tapping a finger on her chin before swiftly shaking her head and muttering a nuh-uh

Fernando nodded, standing up from his chair and holding out his hand "Let me help you find it"

"My daddy said I shouldn't go places with strangers"

The Spaniard couldn't help but laugh, this little girl wandered into his backyard and now that he was trying to return her she was worried about him being a stranger

"I pinky promise I'm nice, I just don't want your poor daddy worrying about you, sweetie"

"My daddy isn't poor! My poppy says we have all the money"

"Of course, Sorry for assuming" Fernando smiled down at her, crouching and holding out his hand "Now, how about we get you back to your rich daddy?"

She furrowed her eyebrows, her small thinking face was extremely endearing. She held out her pinky to the strangers hand "Pinky promise you're not mean"

He locked pinkies with her right away, shaking their hands a little bit before standing up "I pinky promise"

"Okay!" She smiled, grabbing onto two of the mans fingers as they walked, Fernando almost not noticing how she was just staring up at him

"You need to look for your daddy, not at me, sweetie"

"You're handsome, do you wanna meet my daddy?"

"Do I-" He laughed, shaking his head at the little girls comment as he picked her up "Let's focus on getting you home"

Lance was horrified, he checked every room in the house before realizing he didn't shut the door after bringing groceries in, leaving the house to see the white gate was open too

"Fuck, oh my god." He muttered under his breath, trying to stop himself from pulling his hair out as he look around the yards and sidewalks nearby. Delilah was smart, she was cautious most of the time so he knew she wouldn't have crossed the street without a hand to hold but he also knew she was way too friendly

"Daddy!" He heard a voice call after what felt like forever, his head turned to the voice and before he knew it he was scooping her up from the strangers arms, hardly acknowledging him

"God, Lilah, You can't do this now that we have a new house, I had no idea where you where."

"I met a nice man, daddy! He's just like those guys you call cute in the movies!"

Lance had to stop himself from covering her mouth, taking a deep breath before turning to the man

"I'm so-" Fuck. Delilah was so right. He was just like the guys he calls cute in the movies, he was gorgeous, Lance almost collapsed at the sight of the brunette man in front of him

"I'm Fernando" The older man spoke, holding a hand out to the young dad "I live two houses down"

"Hi, I'm Lance" He smiled, taking the (audibly) Spanish mans hand with no hesitation "Thank you so much for bringing her back, please don't think badly about me this doesn't usually happen" He tried to laugh it off to hide his embarrassment

"Is okay, she was great company."

"Are your kids older?" Lance asked, figuring that since the man was so amazing with Delilah right away he mustve beem a dad

"I wish, no, Is just me"

"Oh" Lance nodded, hoping his excitement wasn't visible

"Daddy, he's single!" The little girl whispered (very loudly), Fernando smiling at the pair

"Lilah, You can't just-" He began to speak

"Are you-" Fernando started, both of them pausing to let the other speak "Would you want to get coffee or something? Sometime, or not, is okay if no"

Lance laughed, something so charming about the comdination of the mans accent and flustered blabbering "I'd love to, I hope you don't mind if Delilah tags along?"

"Of course, could I have your number? To plan, of course"

"Yes, to plan" Lance smiled, taking the phone Fernando was holding out to him and putting in the numbers "Can't wait, Fernando"

He smiled, nodding at the two before stepping back to leave "I'll see you soon?" He half questioned half stated, Lance begining to respond before Delilah cut him off

"Yes! Bye bye, Nando!"

"Do you like him daddy" Was the first thing out of the girls lips once they got inside, her dads face flushing at the suggestion

"I think its bedtime" He teased, picking her up as she began wiggling in his arms

"Daddy, no!" She giggled, trying to squirm her way away from him "I'm gonna tell Nando to not go out with you if you make me go to sleep!"

"Fine" He groaned, a smile on his face right after, looking forward to whatever was to come with him and the Spaniard (and his little princess)

[parislovesf1]

Personal photographer | LS

Social media AU | Lance Stroll X photographer!reader

Warnings: unedited & kinda rushed, cringe?,

Part 1/?

yourusername posted a photo!

Liked by astonmartinf1, formula1 and 36,079 others

yourusername Monaco, you were a dream!! still can’t believe I have the privilege to combine both my love for travelling & motorsport while getting the chance to working for @astonmartinf1 💚✨

@astonmartinf1 started following you

@formula1 started following you

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@yourbff you have no idea how proud of you I am🥹

@username omg mother is finally working her dream job!!

@username my prediction is that y/n becomes a wag within the next year or two🔮🧘🏻‍♀️

@username our hard working mother is where she belongs in the world, humanity can finally heal✨

@astonmartinf1 happy to have you part of the team💚

@Astonmmartinf1 just posted a photo!

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@AstonMartinf1 bit of an appreciation post for the teams golden boy, we’re all so proud of you for managing to score your 3rd podium so far this season while still recovering! @Lancestroll 💚

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@LanceStroll 💚

@username proud of you Lance!

@yourusername a future wdc in the making I reckon 🫶🏻.

*Liked by @lancestroll

@username idk what’s more impressive; Lance casually beating out the other top teams 3 whole races in a row, while still recovering from his wrist injuries or his cars pace with its new upgrades !

*Liked by @astonmartinf1 & @yourusername.

@yourusername posted a story!

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First person POV.

“holy shit” I breathed. The offical Aston Martin formula 1 account had just reposted your story for their employee appreciation post of the week. I’d barely been working 6 months full time for them in their media and administration departments.

They had already shown me so much love since I began my journey and I just new this was exactly where I wanted to be. I set my phone down as i lay on the plush hotel room bed, hair up in a towel & back to the headboard. Lost in my thoughts, head swirling with gratitude for the life I was now living.

A loud ding from my phone which has been sitting on my lap brought me out of my daydreaming daze, my eyes lightly scanning across the screen to the new notifications.

I could not believe my eyes, he had to be kidding right?

There was no way he decided to do this on his own accord me, I mean we had talked once or twice during media duties or in passing at the motor home. Small exchanges of polite smiles and quiet hellos before morning meetings or in the cafeteria on lunch breaks but I would’ve never bet my bottom dollar on something like this happening.

@Lancestroll liked your photo.

@Lancestroll started following you.

I screamed, giggled and kicked my feet at the thought of having one of my literal biggest F1 crushes follow me on Instagram.

What was I too do now? act like nothing happened?

Am I supposed to act like I didn’t just turn into a giant giggling mess because my boss followed me back?

Requests are now open in my DMs if you want one, sorry for being inactive. I’ve got a lot of projects coming soon, they’re just all in my drafts. I also habe not figured out how to organise my works on here in making a master list etc or how to layout some of these ngl lol.

[onedayimgonnasnap]

Ok so I’m gonna give you another request(at this point I’m gonna take up most of them LMAO) but it’s a little less chaotic(you can make it more chaotic though if you want 💀)

If you don’t know MC is actually good with children(it was shown in a event at some point) so can do you a fic where Lance and MC are taking care of Christoph at the academy(so like in the future of after the chaos of her and Christoph being brought to one of Iritium’s hidy places) cuz it’s safer there then whenever Christoph was staying before and Christoph is like “Ya know, I don’t remember my parents but if I had to guess, you two are the closest to them” and MC’s heart just melts cuz that’s the cutest thing she’s ever been told and Lance is like 😦😶🫢😅🥹(cuz istg they’re adorable, like father like son and like brother like brother) and Lance has already had a crush on MC by this point so when he registers what was said about them being a mother and father figure to Christoph he’s like “Ay me and MC having a family doesn’t sound so ba- wait what”

I just find this a really cute idea haha

This is really cute- Awe 😭😭 Ngl this is my first time writing this cute, I’m used to writing chaotic fics more because they’re funnier to me 💀. And I don’t mind how much times you ask lol

Anyways ahem-

Lance X Reader

~The Cottage Life~

Warning: Just a little bit of cursing (I don’t know what you expect from me 💀) Also gross fluff-

TW: Children

After you and Lance graduated from the academy officially, everyone of the princes and Valets started to fulfill their duties in the kingdom.

You and Lance decided to go run off somewhere with Christoph, Robin and Grusha with the full support of the princes helping you out and keeping where you both are hidden.

That leads you prior to now, you all found a abandoned cottage in the forest near a small village that are out fast leading people to not recognize any of you.

The cottage was rundown, full of dust, cobwebs, pest and such. But it seemed perfect at least, it has three bedrooms which you all split up, two bathrooms, a kitchen and a dusty living room which would sure be troublesome fixing but it could work.

It took you all months to finally renovate the cottage, but in the end it was all worth it. It finally felt like home, you and Lance both got separate jobs around the small village while Christoph would stay home protected by the fierce wolf and cat.

Lance felt at peace finally after many years of his old life, he was finally free of everything around it, he was undoubtedly happy.

He does have his worries sometimes about you though, longing to be something more than friends but to prideful to say anything about it.

Of course he had his moments out of nowhere he would bring animals home using his puppy eyes to keep him while you kicked his ass to the curb outside when he brought in a camel that one time.

Christoph also seems to enjoy this all, he has fun playing games with you and Lance, not worrying about the dangers out in the world.

He never had a real family up until now, he heard you say once that you all were like a family the other day and he felt extremely joyful over it. He cares about you and Lance with all his being.

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You all were sitting in the living room playing a card game while Robin and Gruscha were exploring the forest together.

You were in the lead since you and your parents used to be extremely good at board games in general during family game night.

Lance banged his head in the table clearly frustrated looking at you with his brows furred together.

You teasingly smirked at him, “Aw what’s the matter Lance? You want your baby bottle? You give up already” You smiled teasing him even more

“What ever MC I’ll get it next time it’s just my luck.” He said glaring at you.

“Haha yeah right luck.” You said while giggling and rolling your eyes.

Christoph smiled looking at you both, he was clearly having a good time he then spoke; “Ya know, I don’t remember my parents but if I had them you two would be closest to them.”

You then started coughing trying to hide the blush growing on your face. Lance wasn’t doing anything better he put his head down with his ears showing how flustered he was.

Christoph clearly not clueless looked back and forth at you both smiling, knowing what was happening.

“Christoph don’t say things like that out of nowhere.”MC said looking away with a red face.

Lance looked up suddenly secretly amused at the sight of MC blushing his heart started racing, ‘I mean it wouldn’t be that bad if we were all a- WAIT NO’

Lance soon shook the thought out of his mind.

Christoph watched as you both were having your identity crisis.

“Well I’m gonna go upstairs in my room and take a nap.” Christoph said making a fake big yawn while walking up the stairs in a hurry leaving you and Lance alone.

…

You looked back down at Lance to take a peek at his reaction to realize how flustered he looked, you then smiled, realizing you have a chance if you play it cool.

“So Lance wanna play the dad of our happy family?” You winked, and cringed secretly at your bad attempt at flirting.

Lance looked up and blushed a little more looking hard into your eyes, you both stared at each other clearly both nervous.

“Well, I think I should go finish my novel in my room.” You said while quickly getting up on your feet running upstairs to avoid the awkwardness of the whole situation.

Lance soon snapping out of his thoughts, watched you book it up the stairs fast before he could say anything to you, he then looked down to his hands all of the sudden disappointment.

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After a few hours passed, it is now night. You were on your bed tucked in reading a good mystery novel.

Robin decided to sleep with Christoph which you didn’t mind because lately Robin has been getting a habit of sleep talking and kicking you in his sleep.

You put the book down all of the sudden with a certain memory of your poor attempt at flirting crossed your mind. Never to let you live it down, you put a pillow to your face rolling around and then hitting your head on the pillow trying to get rid of the embarrassing thought.

… knock knock

Pulled you out of your thoughts. You assumed it was Christoph trying to convince you take backs for Robin.

So you got up and opened the door to see Lance staring down at you with pink tinted cheeks looking away.

“Hello?” You spoke asking him thinking of anything else to hide the blush trying to get on your face.

“… May I come in to speak with you?” He asked still looking at the back of my room avoiding eye contact.

“Sure- I don’t mind at all.” You embarrassingly spoke to quickly.

“Here Lance come on in,”

Lance soon stood in the middle of the room as you took a seat on your bed. He walked towards you and crouched down to you level looking directly at you eyes and whispered in your ear…. “I love you”

You then looked up at him while your heart started beating so fast, you whisper the same affirmation as him as well.

“I love you too Lance”

Lance pulled out a small smile which was rare but everytime you saw it you adored it.

“May I kiss you?” He looked away embarrassed he asked you.

You pulled him down and kissed his lips he then kissed you back passionately.

You both were kissing until-

“MC? Lance?” Christoph came into the room shocked and clearly traumatized at the scene.

Robin and Gruscha were behind him clearly also traumatized at the scene.

[game-set-canet]

girl idek anything about vroom vroom cars but your blog got me kicking my feet giggling looking at that lance stroll boy

i'd be lying if i'd say that i'm sorry for that 😂😂 Lance is such a cutie and definitely deserves more love and attention 🥰 so, lovely anon, welcome to the wonderful world of being a Lance stan 🥹💕

[shadowqueen402]

May I have a fic please? Of Reala realizing he might have to play with his son (my OC Arien)?

I saw your oc, Arien. He's so cute! (Also, the comic where Lance tied him up above was hysterical. 😂)

As a First-level, Reala was gifted with high intellect. So when he found out that he would be a father soon, he was already aware that being a parent was no easy task.

Still, it didn't stop Reala from being surprised at what came to him.

Once Arien started to learn how to fly, Reala learned the hard way that Arien's rambunctious side was enough to make NiGHTS' playful behavior look calm. Arien was all over the place, zooming around at full speed and almost knocking things over.

Reala decided to talk to Arien's mother, GINI, about this. Maybe she might have a suggestion on how to tame Arien's behavior.

"Why not play with Arien?" GINI suggested Reala. "Sometimes, kids would have a habit of acting out if they're bored. That may be what Arien wants; to have someone to play with."

"Play?" Reala repeated the word as though it was foreign to him. He could barely remember the last time he actually played with something. Or someone. He mainly spent most of his youth training under Wizeman's watch.

"Have you actually played before?" GINI asked, confused. "Like games or with toys?"

"I can barely remember," Reala admitted. "I mostly trained throughout my entire life. I almost had no time for games."

"Hmm…" GINI hummed in wonder. "Why not start with something simple such as a game of Tag? One person has to be 'It'. Then they have to chase the other players. When It touches one of the players, which is 'tagging' them, that player becomes It. Do you understand what I'm saying?"

"I believe so." Reala pondered a bit. Maybe he could give this a try.

"Tag, you're it!" Arien said as he touched Reala's shoulder before zooming away, giggling. "Come and catch me if you can!"

Reala let slip a chuckle as he began to fly after his son. He was honestly surprised that playing with Arien was a lot easier than he expected. In all the years of his life, Reala can't recall the last time he had been this genuinely happy.

GINI stood by and watched the father and son play with each other. A smile was plastered onto her lips. Though she knew that he was trying his best every day, in hers and Arien's eyes, Reala was the best father in the entire world.

(Not gonna lie, this fic literally made my heart melt. 🥰🥹)

[girlboypersonthingy]

Let’s Dance!

Voltron (+Matt!) x reader that one super soft time that you danced together AND AND AND the song you danced to 🥹❤️‍🔥

Side note: I will always write the reader as gender neutral but some of the song lyrics use she/her pronouns so…sorry about that :,(

LANCE 💙

You had just finished training with Keith and Shiro and you were exhausted. Those boys pushed you hard because they know you can do it and they want to make sure you can always protect yourself. You sigh as you walk slowly through the halls, tilting your head side to side in an attempt to stretch your neck. As you turned the corner, you could hear music and hilariously bad singing (more like shouting) coming from the blue paladins room. A smile creeps up on your face as you approach the open door way, the music loud now. You stand in the door way, arms crossed as you watch the taller boy twirl around his room. He shouts out the lyrics, making dramatic faces and wild hand movements. As he turns, he notices you watching which yanks a stunned squeal from his mouth.

“Having fun?” You ask with a dorky grin, walking into his room. He exhales with relief, putting a hand to his chest. “Geez, (Y/N). I thought you were Keith.” That comment ripped a laugh from your mouth. “What? Can’t let big bad Keith see you dancing all pretty?” You reply as you approach him. “First of all, Keith is not big and bad. And secondly…you think I’m pretty?” His once normal smile turned into a mischievous grin, his eyes half-lidded as he wiggles his thin brows. You laugh again, this time it was more of a giggle. He always made you feel this way, all giddy and excited and blushing. “Of course. You’re gorgeous, Lance.”

His smile falters a bit, his heart beating faster now. “Really?” He speaks softer now and you’re barely able to hear him over the music. “Huh?” You shout before he just shakes his head and grabs you by the wrist. You smile like a lovesick goofball as he pulls you in and your chests meet, his arms quickly snaking around your waist. You stare up at him as you both laugh and sway to the music. Then you lean your head on his shoulder, wrap your arms around his torso tightly and close your eyes, your smile never fading.

Lance isn’t quite sure how to keep it together now. He can smell your shampoo and he can feel you breathing against him and oh my god was he in love with you. Suddenly, his hands begin to travel south, softly grazing over your butt and you pull back with wide eyes and an open mouth. “Excuse me! You better watch it, lover boy.” He quickly brings his hands back up to a more appropriate place on your back as a chuckle leaves his lips. “Sorry. Moment of weakness. You just have that effect on me, (Y/N).” You go back to leaning into his shoulder as you continue to sway with him.

KEITH ❤️

You turn off the shower and hear music coming from the room next to yours. As you wrap yourself in a towel, you listen and think the song sounds kind of familiar. The song comes to an end but then starts again. This makes you smile a bit as you dry off and quickly get dressed. You approach the door next to yours and knock. The song stops just before the door opens, Keith in the doorway.

“Hey.” “Hey yourself.” You fiddle with the hem of your shirt as you look at Keith then back into his room. He watches you and sighs softly. “I mean, if you wanna come in you can, but my room is a mess and-“ You don’t even let him finish and instead scurry in and plop down on his bed. He nods and turns to see you hogging up his entire bed. “Why’d you stop the song?” He shrugs, standing still. “Do you want me to play it? I thought you came in here to talk or something.” You nod, rolling over so that you were now on your stomach, your chin resting in your hands. “Yeah, I like that song and apparently you do too since you’ve had it on repeat for a while now.” This brings a small, shy smile to his lips before he forces it away. He goes to resume the music, leaning against his wall with crossed arms in typical Keith fashion.

You smile as you listen to the lyrics, wiggling your feet in the air to the beat. You look up and see Keith now mouthing the words and bobbing his head to the beat. Your smile was uncontrollable now, his cute gestures making you rise to your feet and close the distance between you. “You’re cute.” You blurt out before taking one of his gloved hands in yours. He tries to fight back a smile, his cheeks turning red. “No.” He responds bluntly as you gently pull him into a hug. He sighs, but it’s a comfortable, relaxed kind of sigh as he feels the warmth of your embrace.

His hands very slowly and carefully come up around your back, tightly squeezing you to his chest. You let out a soft “hmm” as he squeezes, making him think it was too hard. He goes to pull away but you keep him against you. Your arms quickly find their place around his neck and you hide your face there. As you breath nervously, it tickles his neck and causes him to gasp slightly. Now as you went to pull away to look up at him, he held you tightly in place, not wanting you to see his probably really dumb but also adorably shy and blushy face. He was so stiff, breathing shallow and quickly. He loved feeling you up against him like this but he didn’t know how to act.

Slowly, awkwardly you both begin swaying to the song. His hands stay glued to their spot on your upper back as yours gently begin to play with the hair covering his neck. He just can’t keep up the stubborn, quiet, bad boy act with you. At this point, he’s a smiling, blushing mess. He has always had a soft spot for you. You just make him feel safe and seen and validated. He continues to mouth the lyrics now that you are literally too close to even see his face…but you can feel his jaw moving ever so slightly. He’s too cute.

PIDGE 💚

You sat beside Pidge on the floor in their dumpster fire of a room. You didn’t mind though, they always made room for you to sit or lay comfortably with them. You had earbuds in that Pidge had actually made for you since you’d mentioned to them how much you like music. You were stoked when they gave them to you and now you always have music playing. Pidge was typing away on their laptop, the clicking noises and the music faintly coming from your ears were the only sounds in the room at the moment. Pidge smiled a bit as they realized you were listening to a playlist they had made for you.

They began softly humming along as they continued to code, fingers tapping quickly along the keyboard. You notice Pidge glance over at you so you pop an ear bud out to see if they were trying to talk to you. They weren’t talking but their humming made you gush with love for them. You���d never mentioned it but you thought their voice was so nice and soothing. You scoot yourself closer to the small paladin, gently pushing one of the ear buds in their ear before you lean your head on their shoulder. You’d think Pidge would be annoyed and shoo you away so they could focus, but instead they lean against you as their typing slows slightly.

You are humming together for a second before Pidge suddenly pushes their lap top away to turn and face you. They were kneeling on their knees now, admiring the way you watched them move towards you. You smile brightly at each other before they tackle you into a hug, making your laugh ring out. You put one hand back on the floor behind you to brace yourself and rest your other hand on their back, hugging them to your body tightly. Pidge continues to hum as they rub their hands up and down your back, their eyes closing. You take your hand from behind you and gently rub Pidge’s hair.

Suddenly, you’re up on your knees too, both of you holding onto the other as if this would be the last time you’d ever see or touch each other again. You began swaying back and forth to the song playing in your ears as Pidge continued to rub your back and you let your hands roam their short hair. “I’m surprised you pushed your work aside for me. That’s so unlike you.” You mumble into their shoulder. “You are just as important as everything else I have to do right now, (Y/N).” You feel your heart swell as you bite your lip at their sweet words. “Also, you’re sooooo freaking needy. I’m kinda used to it now.” You frown and lean back to look at them. “You’re a brat.” You pout and try to pull away, but they start laughing at your reaction and that makes you smile and melt back into their embrace once more.

SHIRO 🖤

You walk through the halls of the castle looking for your favorite person- Shiro. You checked the training deck only to find Keith and Lance training and totally not goofing off together. You checked the kitchen only to find Hunk and Pidge laughing and trying whatever new thing Hunk has cooked up. You pass Allura in the hall and ask her where Shiro may be. “Mmm did you check the observation deck? Every so often, he goes there to be alone and reflect.” Your face drops. “So…should I not go bug him then?” The princess smiles sweetly at you. “You should definitely go check on him.” You smile back at her and soon, you’re nearly running to where you knew he would be.

As you open the door, faint music hits your ears and you see Shiro sitting on the floor, in some sort of yoga position as he softly sings along to the song. “Hi.” You say just loud enough to be heard over the music, causing the man to turn and look at you. “(Y/N)! Hey. What’s up? Everything okay?” He starts to stand but you put your hands up. “Oh yeah! I’m fine…just…found myself missing you, I guess.” He gives you a lovely smile as he sits back on the ground, throwing his arms open for you. “Come here.” He begins to laugh softly as you full on sprint to him, throwing yourself into his arms and against his chiseled chest. A throaty “ugh” leaves his mouth as you hum with content at being wrapped up in his arms. “I’ll never get tired of you doing that.” He speaks clearly to you as you bury your face into his shirt and breath in his scent.

You’re straddling his lap now, your hands coming up under his arms and around his back. Often when you two hug, he lets his hands innocently roam your body. He’s not trying to cop a feel, he just likes to feel every curve of you. It lets him know you’re really real. So, he lets his hands wander down your back and onto your thighs and then up your arms. Soon, his hands rest on your face as he gently pulls you away from him, wanting to get a good look at you. His eyes look tired and he is barely smiling. “You okay?” You ask softly.

He doesn’t respond, instead he stands up, grabbing you by the waist as he lifts you up with him. He’s holding you like a parent holds their child who is too tired to walk on their own…but he was the tired one. “Shiro, put me down.” You order, but he ignores you, holds you tightly and begins to sway to the music. You can’t help but smile and hold onto him. As your legs wrap around his waist, your forehead soon meets his own. His eyes are closed, but yours stay open as you watch his lips move. He’s singing ever so softly, his voice smooth and deep as he rocks back and forth with you.

Soon enough, Shiro feels your legs start to slip off him and your hands loosen their grip on his shoulders. “(Y/N)?” He leans back to look at you and gasps as you nearly fall from his arms. You were dozing off to his sweet singing. He chuckles softly as you open your sleepy eyes. Finally, he begins walking to your room to lay you down for a nap. Maybe he’ll join you.

HUNK 💛

This was a very rare occasion where you found Hunk NOT in the kitchen and instead, he was helping Pidge clean up their room. He said it was good to clear the area in order to clear your head, as well. Pidge didn’t agree with that, but they appreciated the help anyway. Hunk put on some music as they got to work, sorting the trash from the old plates of food goo from the pieces of technology that Pidge needed still. You poke your head in, finding yourself bored and also intrigued by the music playing.

“Whoa, looks like the galra blew this room up.” You tease as Pidge lays on their bed, acting all exhausted and dramatic. “Right?! That’s what I said.” Hunk replies, making Pidge groan in protest. “It’s not that bad. I know where everything is and it’s MY room so why does it matter?” You saunter in slowly, watching as Hunk attempts to pry the younger paladin off their bed. “C’mon, Pidge. I swear you’ll feel so much better and clear headed once your room is clean.” “I’ll help, too.” You respond cheerily. “Good, you two deal with it then.” And now Pidge is checked out, their face deep in their computer screen.

Hunk sighs and looks to you, smiling a bit. You smile back and walk closer to him. “I like this song.” You speak before he nods in agreement and begins to do a silly little dance. Your smile only grows wider as you watch him, nodding along to the beat. “Okay, dancing Queen!” You joke as he holds his hand out to you. Your smile fades slowly and suddenly you can hear your heart beat over the music. Was he…trying to dance with you?

As you slowly rest your hand in his, he snaps his fingers to the beat and wiggles his hip. You nervously sway back and forth as he steps closer to you, holding both of your hands now. You weren’t great at dancing, but Hunk was such a good lead, you didn’t know he had such good rhythm. He pushes you away from him then pulls you back in then twirls you around, making you suddenly relax and start to smile again. Why were you so nervous? It’s not like he was necessarily a great dancer, but you didn’t want to look like a dork in front of him.

As you two laugh and sway together, Pidge just looks up at you and groans. “Ew. Can you guys not be all cute in front of me?” You throw your head back as you laugh at their comment and suddenly, you feel your feet slip out from under you. You accidentally stepped on an old plate covered in food goo and you went tumbling backwards. Almost like a cheesy romcom movie, Hunk lunges forward and saves you from the fall very gracefully, dipping you in his arms. You stare up at his shocked face, a blush growing on yours. His expression quickly softens as you reach up to rest a hand on his warm cheek. “My savior~”

ALLURA 💖

Occasionally, you liked to go to the training room late at night when everyone else was resting or doing other things. You like to be alone and focused, not worried about the others watching you or trying to give you advice. You also like to play your music and just vibe by yourself. Tonight was one of those occasions. You kept restarting level three of the training simulator, not wanting to push it too hard but wanting to keep your heart rate up. You hear the door behind you slide open with a whoosh and you are pleasantly surprised to see Princess Allura standing in the doorway, pink pajamas hanging off her tall body. Suddenly, you’re knocked on your butt by the training bot, causing you to groan in pain and Allura to giggle at you.

“Hey. Why are you up so late?” You stand and rub your butt as you walk towards her slowly. “I was just going to ask you the same question.” She replies with a forced smile. “I like training alone. I get nervous with everyone standing around watching me.” She nods and steps into the room. “But what will you do in the heat of battle when you’re surrounded by the enemy, (Y/N)?” You shrug and look away from her. “In the heat of the moment, I’m sure I’ll figure it out. Now, you answer my question.” You rest your hands on your hips as you raise a brow at her, watching her frown. “I’m just…worried. I can’t seem to fall asleep.” She reaches for your hand just as the song changes.

You give her hand a gently and reassuring squeeze before an “ooh!” leaves your mouth. “I love this song.” You tell her as you loosen your grip on her hand and rub your thumb over her knuckles. She couldn’t bring herself to look at you as tears formed in her eyes. She was so tough and strong and resilient, but she felt like she could really let her guard down around you. As you notice her lip quivering, you are quick to grab ahold of her other hand, pulling her closer to you. “Oh, Princess. Don’t cry.” Those words make her loose it, a soft yelp coming from her as she begins to full on cry in front of you.

You pause, unsure of what to do now. You’ve never seen her so distraught. “Come here.” You pull her up against you and hug her tight, rubbing soft circles on her back. Her arms hung at her sides, her wet face against your neck as her shoulders shook with each sob. You begin softly singing the words to her, meaning every word with all of your heart. Slowly, she seems to calm down with a sniffle and a sigh. “What can I do to make you happy again?” Your voice is at a whisper now, your hands reaching for her face. You want to pull her back and look at her.

“No. Just…hold me.” She keeps her face hidden in your neck as her arms come up around your waist. Her wish was your command. You hug her close again and continue to sing to her, gently swaying to the music. As you feel her relax and slump against you, her feet start moving along with yours. “Everything will be okay. I promise…I’ll always take care of you.” Sure, she was way stronger and smarter than you, but you’d do anything for her. Anything.

MATT 🧡

You and Matt were both scheduled to leave for an important mission tomorrow. Except…you weren’t going together. He was going one way, you were going another. You had been stressed and down about it all day, trying to bury yourself in your work and distract yourself with music as to not be consumed by sadness. Although you were gonna miss him endlessly, there were just more important things to focus on right now. But he could feel it, feel the worry and sorrow radiating off you.

“(Y/N).” He calls out, you don’t look at him. “Hey. Everything is gonna be fine. Before you know it, we’ll be together again.” Matt jumped slightly as you pushed yourself up from your chair fast and angry, making the chair fall back behind you. “I just don’t get why we can’t stick together! I just want to be with you always. I NEED to be with you or how will I know if you’re okay? H-how will I know what’s happened to you if you go missing?” After thinking about the words that just left your mouth, you turn away from him, tears threatening to fall down your cheeks. It would be silent now had you not started playing music. As much as you hate to admit it, if something ever did happen to him, you’d rather be there to witness it than to be left worried and confused and wondering what went wrong.

“Whoa, hey. Come on, now. I’m a big boy. I can handle myself.” Before you know it, he’s turning you to face him with a sort of sad smile on his face. “And so can you. We’re gonna be fine, honey.” He quickly wiped your teary eyes before just holding and examining your face. He was literally scanning your face, you could see his eyes shifting, his smile slowly fading. He just wanted to keep that image of your slightly sad but beautiful face in his head. He wanted to be able to metaphorically look back at that image in his head because…he was scared, too.

As he felt his eyes begin to sting and his throat start to close up, he pulled you you into a hug hard and fast. His shaky hands were holding your head to his shoulder, your arms tightly wrapped around his waist. You both cried for a moment and you began taking mental notes of this moment with him. You noticed the way he smelled kinda woodsy and musky, the way his breath sounded in your ear right now, the way his hands were freezing cold even through your clothes, the way he is still trying to pulling you in closer. As you both inhale and exhale together, your embrace loosens. His hands slowly fall down your body, eventually stopping on your lower back.

You start to sway to the music, your eyes closing as you lean into him more. After a moment, Matt starts to follow your movements and now you can’t help but smile a bit. There’s literally not enough room between you for you guys to be dancing, you’re both totally stepping on each others feet. You don’t mind, you wish you could be even closer. You wanted to crawl into his clothes and sink into his skin. You start to hum softly into his neck, enjoying this soft, sweet moment.

“Matt…” He pulls back to get a good look at you. “Promise you’ll come back to me?” His heart aches at your words, but he forces a smile and hugs your waist tightly before lifting you off you feet and spinning you around. Little goof doesn’t even set you down right away, he just looks up at you with hopefully eyes, melting at the way the light is glowing behind you.

“I promise.”