#it's giving fanfiction lance

[lawsanhs]

Lmfao what in the fanfiction is thiss,like, right after his birthday??? And ofc when im off tumblr for one day all of the weird things start to show up smh, just my luck.

streets are semi right

she deleted posts of him on her instagram and hasn’t posted since the breakup rumours (which i think started last week?) mind you i don’t even think they have been spotted together since august?

there’s a rumour, based off a blind item, that she was very “clingy” towards lance and would “show up everywhere” and lance allegedly wanted her gone. so in his way of wanting her gone, in words of the post:

“What he decided to do was invite her to join him towards the end off summer and arranged for several of his one nighters as he calls them to be in a hotel room naked with him.

The girlfriend comes by the hotel and sees him with all of the women. They split. What he didn't think through though was how much he had to pay the one nighters to stay quiet about all of it. It cost him low six figures”.

IM SORRY WHAT???

This is fucking insane 🤣🤣 tbh I’m not going to fully believe it of course because there is no way to know for sure but this truly reads like fanfiction which is so fucking funny

Just coming up with the most insane plan when he could have done something much more straightforward is hilarious to think about. Then him being like ‘oh shit I actually need to pay for them to shut up’ like??? What were you thinking Lancey???

Tbh I think they broke up in a much more standard way, though Lance still follows her so maybe it’s just all made up

[acernusaurus]

Legends' Gifts For The Avalance Baby's First Birthday

I was thinking about this for fic reasons but it quickly evolved into its own thing. Let me know if you've got any other ideas.

Ray and Nora

They would give a useful invention and/or magical charm. I'm thinking something that would make parents' lives easier without being an untested, potentially dangerous device around an infant/toddler.

Kendra and/or Carter

Separate or together (I'm not really a fan of the comics direction) I think they would get the most normal gifts as the people who have been parents many times.

Mick

Crème brûlée torch. 'It's for food' is his only explanation when anyone questions it.

Jax

Custom made plastic throwing stars

(Curse AI for being evil and forcing me to Photoshop my own dang nonsense)

Nate and Zari

A set of funny/cute shirts. Stuff like: 'Future ninja', 'My favorite uncle is a Historian', gamer stuff, etc. And maybe something from the ancestors that they say every baby should have.

Behrad

I feel like he would write the baby a song as his gift. And when it ends up on his first album in his own time the kid can't tell anyone about it being hers.

Gary

I think he'd stick with simple: stuffed octopus. Or go way too wild and try to buy everything.

Wally

A trinket from his travels.

Zari

Mithra Merch. Zari doesn't even need to bring it from the future. She happens to know a certain influencer's passwords and promo codes and puts the baby on the list for a very large Dragon Girl fan package.

Charlie

Bass guitar. 100% stolen from someone famous.

Mona

A ton of kids books

Astra

Astra would waffle over what babies want for their birthday and then finally just settle on giving her money.

Spooner

Mushroom plush. It was supposed to be a joke but it becomes the kids main lovey because kids are delightfully unpredictable.

(I didn't expect to have a picture for this one but I stumbled across this while shopping and it was perfect)

Gwyn

Haunted doll (not intentionally). Zari lends Gwyn $50, which already freaks him out (inflation calculator says it's ~$900). And when he tries to go to the mall he walks into the Macy's (a name he recognizes) but enters through the underwear-section door and he instantly turns back around to walk out. Eventually he finds an antique store with this perfectly acceptable children's gift and she is 100% haunted but the ghost is chill.

(I cruised through the doll aisle at a thrift store to find one I liked for this)

Gideon

Gideon has only known one baby personally so I think she'd go with some hot 22nd century or historic toy that was Jonas' favorite as a baby. Or she'd pick the toy with the best reviews at the exact time of the birthday.

[frostyblustar]

Klance Angel x Demon AU

“Who are you??” The man did a small chirpy giggle, annoyingly. At least it wasn’t a full-on laugh again.

The man smiled down at Keith, which just confused the fuck out of him. He had a knife to the angel’s throat. Was the angel not aware this was a demon’s blade?

Aka

A fanfic where an angel, Lance, is interested in demons but cannot go to the underworld to see any. It just so happens a fire demon named Keith is in the overworld. Why? Well, you gotta read to find out!

Chapter 1 of Still You Always Run + An audio narration, is out now! Read here!

Will be updated every 5-7 days with 3-7k words per chapter! Stay tuned <3

[purplemoonabove]

You Shouldn’t But Did, A Klance One-shot

One chapter only

Ship: Klance; Keith Kogane and Lance McClain from Voltron: Legendary Defenders

I personally have been thinking about this particular idea, and I’m using Klance as an excuse to finally bring it to life. You’ll know what exactly I’m talking about once it sinks in.

Thanks for voting! Hope you’ll enjoy!

.

.

.

Next up was Keith, and Lance felt the excitement bubbling inside.

To be honest, having such feelings months ago since first attending the private high school would be considered far-fetched with how they first started out. Friendship definitely was not placed on the table. Enemies were a close bet, but surprisingly was also not on the table as one would think in the beginning. At least, what Lance would consider by the mistreatment. A rivalry had to be the chosen winning card — constant conflict, random arguments, heated experiences that would lead to a close battle of fists and kicks if weren’t for faculty or the occasional teacher in passing that would immediately cool them down. Keith had enough exposure to suspension already, and having at least one was the last thing Lance ever planned during his first month at the school.

But now, there was a turning point between them: conflict led to teases. Sneers led to smirks. Insults led to playful banters.

Rivalry was removed, and friendship was its replacement. And Lance was pretty grateful on that. It may have been irritating to other people when they argued, but not as much as Lance did, and surprisingly confessed by Keith in feeling the same way. The rivalry — or the one-sided argument Lance came up with that Keith actually had no acknowledgement of creating, just Lance bursting it out all the time — was all for nothing, just over a misunderstanding and lack of communication skills from Keith’s part. School may be a pain at times, but with performing opportunities in this school has teamwork and partnership be a suitable compromise between the pair, leading to a comfortable friendship made to act on rivalry and form a strong bond.

Right now, such rivalry was on pause tonight. Tonight was a performing event outside of the school yard where students chose to perform their own original pieces to the crowd, and Keith just so happened to be one of them. If someone were to tell him long ago that Keith bore such a skill in general performing, Lance would have find it far fetched. With the number of knives he got in his collection — something he still wonders how the school allowed him to expose such, especially with the suspensions he owned on his records — Lance had a belief for him to be a future assassin or a current spy attending the school for a matter unknown to the public eye, strictly following the government’s orders.

But, no! Lance was a witness and, at times, a participant towards sharing his own skills with Keith and he would say that the mullet-owning (“Seriously, how could you own that hairstyle for so long?!”), knife-collecting, hotheaded emo got skills under that shadowed exterior. Definitely earned his right in attending the school, despite acting at times like he doesn’t want to be like those highly-skilled people who got it, but just don’t see it as their everyday need in their personal lives.

Such irony, his mind joked as he took a sip of his punch, chilling near a post and decorated table as he stood behind the audience, waiting as the current act comes to an end. He found himself bobbing his head a few times; they can open for Green Day or Panic! At the Disco if given the chance.

“Hey!”

Perking up, his blue eyes were brought to his left, and a smile came upon his face. “Hey~!” He teased, being the ‘handsome charmer’ that he claimed to be. The guy didn’t mind, standing next to him with his hands in his pockets.

“Sooo,” he dragged out, then waited.

The guy looked towards him, chuckling with a shrug at the shoulders. “What?”

Lance playfully scoffed. “Don’t ‘what’ me! How are things with you and… ?”

“Oh.” The guy stared towards the stage, his expression blank. “Nothing.”

“Nothing? C’mon, man! I gave you guys the hookup and this is all I get?! You’re making my job a lot harder than I can manage right now.”

“Your job?”

“Yes: Lance McClain, Matchmaker Royale! Free of charge, LGBTQ+ friendly, and expects given feedback as his reviews. No less than four, thank you.”

Eyes rolled, the humor coming and fading from the other. “I’ll give you the five stars for the opportunity… but it’s not going to last.”

What?

Lance’s own humor dropped. “What? Why?! I thought you liked him!”

“Ehhh, not so much.”

If anymore shocked, Lance’s drink would fall at the ground. “Am I missing something here? Didn’t you want to go out with him in the first place?”

Another shrug was given, and Lance could have called him out for the lack of response if it weren’t being a good use of communication. The band finally came to their end, leading to an outbreak from the audience, Lance half-heartedly giving part of his attention to them with claps.

“He wasn’t my type.” Lance blinked, realizing the continuation. “He was just… too… soft.”

Lance went silent, a rarity someone would comment on but can be used as a wait for further explanation.

“… Doesn’t his mom own a cupcake shop?” Lance then brought out.

“Yeah, and I’m already feeling the five resting in my stomach. But, the cupcakes are not really the drive towards him, you know? He just wasn’t who I wanted. I want someone who’s edgy—”

An image of a motorcycle, running on park before turning off came in mind.

“—someone who takes on without backing down—”

Bruises, cuts, and bandages on pale skin came after.

“—a guy who’s… I don’t know, like a secret to figure out.”

Violet eyes, cold as ice.

Then warm as a fresh pastry when sharing contact with—

Lance hid the effect of his heart by taking another sip, calming down. He didn’t like how his hands were feeling sweaty under the cool weather.

“… Okay,” he then spoke, grateful to not hear it be vulnerable. “Then…”

He hoped his eyes didn’t show concern when sharing contact again.

Why should they be?

“Who do you want to be with?”

“Alright, alright, alright!” The sound of his best friend that owned the yellow color broke the conversation, speaking with a brave and happy smile towards the audience on the microphone. “Let’s now give it up to our next act: Keith Kogane!”

The audience cheered loud as the last act, Lance giving a bright smile as said emo came upon the stage in black leather with red outbreaks for his clothes, not just full black as he was used to wearing. The guitar started off, and Keith’s baritone filled the speakers.

“You think you know me

But you don’t know me…”

Lance thought acting was the only talent Keith was good at, but was wrong when having to attend the school’s production of Beauty and the Beast. It took Lance every fiber of his being to not laugh at the irony of the emo portraying the unfortunate and hotheaded cursed prince of a beast — let alone see him in all that light brown mock fur. It was almost seeing him play himself, but in a different setting of reality. However, hearing him sing those solos was, again, a game changer. How powerful yet controlled he was at the emotions, how he could project the lyrics without overpowering his throat, how the emotions are felt equally on his face and in his throat, coming straight from his heart and soul as he put his all for one show but gave a feel as though on Broadway in the opening premiere.

There were even a few girls that went teary-eyed during such. Lance, however, only fought a severe case of a cold before it was miraculously defeated by the end of the show, as what he told Hunk.

But talented as he was during the musical, the pop punk genre was his best taste. You are what you sing the most, after all.

Just as the other band, he went all out as though living it up back in the 2000’s when such genre was going all out, taking up the stage and would either get people bobbing their heads or practically shouting along with the lyrics, if they knew them. The cheers and claps went on and on, Keith taking it all in his (“Of course he would wear them”, he muttered) fingerless gloved hands, hardly losing breath or breaking a sweat under the stage lights.

When the feel of the ending coming up, it was there those violet eyes came over the crowd and towards the back.

Towards Lance. Almost as though…

“And I don’t have to

I think you know me.”

Why is my heart racing so much today? His own cheers and claps weren’t loud enough to overpower the thought and action inside his chest, but even with a low standard of acting exposure, his face kept from revealing his inner thoughts and more on focusing the outer exterior of support. Keeping his eyes on the emo, who placed the microphone back on the stand and left without a glance towards the cheering audience. Hunk came back a second after, clapping and smiling along while asking the audience another cheer towards the departed singer.

Lance then blinked, glancing at his left. When did he left during it?

Nevertheless, his attention caught on to the incoming presence of such singer, walking or marching or something that was going on his mind, as though about to go find someone he’s expected to fight against.

“Keith!”

For a slight moment, he noticed his voice blended with another with a distance far behind his back. But that didn’t stop Lance on bringing out his arms when the emo was getting closer. And closer.

His charm brought out the familiarity of his smile, ready as the emo was definitely coming towards him.

“Keith, my man! Got to say: that was quite a p—”

His mind shut down a second after spotting the gloved hands reaching up, and his face got real close than ever.

Arms still stretched out, eyes widened, reality around him as a haze under imaginary fog.

Frozen to hardly hear the sudden exclaim of his best friend on the mic —

“OH MY GOD!”

— along with the sudden gasps and mutters from the people all around him. As well the hard slams of his heart at his ribcage, acting as though he was going through a marathon.

It was by the pull back the mind was rebooted: hands gripped at his cheeks now hovered over his skin. Lips warm and slightly chapped left his own. Eyelids a natural paleness were shot open, the violet eyes gazing at his blue as lasers. Trapping him in place.

He almost miss the guilt in them before bowing his head.

“Sorry.”

Low for only Lance to hear over the crowd, their surprise back up in volume when Keith went past him in a run, his boots fading at the further distance.

Kiss.

He blinked, the reality coming back to him fast.

Kissed…me.

…He kissed me. Keith… kissed me. Keith kissed me. Keith, he—

“Lance?”

A cold wash came over him. The hand was gentle, but felt of a boulder that he was going to have to deal with the weight by standing in place.

“Are you alright?”

Was he? He went through a conversation with someone who wants to get back together with their ex. Only for such ex to come on over and planted a big one on Lance instead of the ex before running off.

He can’t turn around, not to face those concerned - and disappointed eyes. But he couldn’t stand hearing the crowd speaking, muttering, gossiping on what just happened. This attention… He wasn’t used to this. He wasn’t used to this kind of moment unless it was in those Spanish soap operas his nana loved so much.

His heart was racing up again, anxiousness taking over.

Get out.

Get out.

“Lance, can you hear me?”

Get out!

Memory came back to his legs, the wind whipping at his clothes as he went further and further away from the wandering eyes. Opposite of where his perpetrator went.

Away from everyone before they could catch the glowing pink at his cheeks, his hand touching the ghost of the kiss as he ran.

.

.

.

.

.

I miss Jori. The boys can be them so well

[wolfiered23]

Hi Voltron fandom, I just started a brand new fic for it which takes the 80s anime, dub and the remake and gives care to the characters and their origins. If you like Kallura, Plance and Shiro NOT being a token gay, come check it out!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/57375481/chapters/145959916

[legend-of-voltron-rewrite]

tbh that latest chapter (14/20) kicked my ASS!! i struggled so much to write it, mostly because I didn't know how and where to diverge from canon material. like. i have the general gist planned out, but none of the intricate details. for example, it was a split of the moment decision to make it so lance doesn't magically wake up and shoot sendak, same with sendak choking the shit out of pidge.

most of it happened the same as canon, but certain things are different. like hunk and shay's conversation - i gave them just a bit more chemistry, because shunk is adorable and i will die on that hill.

most importantly... i put 'slipping through my fingers' in coran's playlist, so whenever it played i just kept thinking about how coran never got to say goodbye to allura ( ╥ω╥ )

[calo-wav]

in case anyone is interested, i just posted a kl fic with my epic accredited BA in English Major Creative Writing Minor skills (this piece is based on a future chapter of it), so if you're interested, you can find it here!

Summary: “I don’t want you dead.” Keith says, softening some, his eyes resting momentarily on a fleck of dried blood on Lance’s temple. He doesn’t say it, but he’s fairly certain Lance makes out that what Keith really means is, I’d have given up that whole outpost just to keep you in one piece. He adds, “you saved a lot of lives.” “Speak for yourself,” Lance replies, meeting Keith’s eyes at last, with that same, raw, weighted gaze, his eyes languid pools of blue. And Keith finally discerns this new expression—it’s yearning. Uselessly, without conviction, Keith says, "I don't think I forgive you." Yearning, Keith thinks, longing. Something. Lance exhales, heavy and slow, and pulls Keith in a little closer.

[starcrossedpaladins]

I have so many klance fic ideas and I want to finally start writing some. they are all super cliche and full of tropes. I want some opinions and motivation to actually write and post something.

feel free to ask about any of them (more details length etc). right now they exist as ideas in my notes app and I'd love to flush some out and I'd like to know what people are interested in reading.

[cookiehusky799]

This takes place in Rapunzel’s Return after “We need him.” before stopping the Saporians. Hope you enjoy! (Updated)

                                Trust and a Quick Snack

              Varian walked with Rapunzel who was holding his hand. He was so happy their friends again. So happy that if he were a dog, his tail would be wagging like crazy. The alchemist realize how much he missed her cheerful fiery personality. Rapunzel gave him a second chance. Eugene, Lance and Maximus….not so much yet. Varian can feel them glaring skeptically as they made their way through one of the castle halls to stop the Saporians.

No one appears to be in the castle, not even the maids. Varian knows their probably hiding from him and the Saporians, but he was not on their side anymore. Varian chose to go back on the right side of history.

And very glad he did. He just hoped everyone in Corona will learn to trust him again.

Suddenly, a loud growling noise broke the silence. It echoed throughout the hall. Everyone jolted at the noise. Max let out an alarmed neigh and Pascal hid in Rapunzel’s hair. Varian gasped, clutching his stomach. He hadn’t been eating ever since him and the Saporians took over the kingdom. The regret and guilt was tearing him apart so much that he stopped eating. Why did his stomach chose this moment to make noise? Rapunzel looked at him confused to which Varian grinned sheepishly at her. She glanced down at the alchemist’s hands on his stomach.

“Was that your stomach growling?” The princess whispered to him.

“Y-yeah.” Varian whispered back, blushing.

“Whoa!” Lance said, glancing around the hall. “What’s that?”

Eugene rolled his eyes. “You.” he said like it’s obvious.

“That wasn’t me!”

Rapunzel spoke up. “He’s right. It wasn’t him.”

The two ex thieves plus horse turned their attention to her.

She placed her hand on the boy’s shoulder. “It was Varian’s stomach.” she told them.

The trio looked like they didn’t believe her. As if to prove it, his stomach rumbled again. The alchemist ducked his head down in embarrassment. “Sorry.” Pascal came out, giving a relieved sigh.

Eugene stared at Varian confusion written on his face. “Oh…are you hungry, kid?” The alchemist averted his gaze. “Yeah.” he sighed. “I uh, haven’t been eating much lately.”

That surprised everyone.

Rapunzel gasped. “Really? Why?”

“I don’t know. I-I was so shut down. Didn’t have much of an appetite anyway.”

The princess felt very sorry for him. She wanted to do something to make him feel better. While there’s still time. “Varian,” Rapunzel gave a warm smile. “I’m getting you something to eat.”

The alchemist looked at her surprised. “Now? But we don’t have time! Besides, I-I can wait.”

“It won’t take long.” insisted Rapunzel.

“Yeah, I have to agree with Hairstripe on this one, Sunshine.” Eugene said.

The princess glanced at him sadly before returning back to Varian. “Please, Varian. Your starving.” The alchemist hesitated. He couldn’t understand why Rapunzel wanted to get some food for him when they needed to stop the Saporians from destroying the city. But then he remembered Andrew saying about they need to get the Quirineon on the ship. Hunger clawed his stomach. Yeah, he really needs to eat something.

Varian sighed again, giving her a thankful smile. “Okay.”

Rapunzel made to leave, but felt the alchemist grab her arm. Varian didn’t say anything, only gave a pleading look. He doesn’t want to be left alone with…..

Rapunzel got the message. “Pascal,” she turned to the chameleon on her shoulder. “Can you stay with Varian while I go get a quick snack for him?”

Pascal chirped. He crawled from Rapunzel to Varian. The alchemist let out a tiny squeak of surprise before calming back down. The chameleon sat on his right shoulder then patted his face gently with a claw. Varian smiled at him.

He missed Ruddiger very much.

The princess went off to the royal kitchen. The alchemist suddenly felt eyes staring at him. He knew Eugene, Lance and Maximus still don’t trust him. Varian gulped, turning to face them. They seem to loom over him and never felt so small.

Eugene stepped forward. Suddenly, the ex-thief grabbed him by the shoulders, startling both Varian and Pascal. Eugene was glaring at him with distrust. Varian felt himself beginning to panic.

He gulped again. What’s he going to do? Is this man who was once his idol gonna hurt him? He opened his mouth but was cut off by Varian.

“Look, I’m not up to something, I swear!” he cried, raising his hands up defensively.  

Eugene lets go of the alchemist, alarmed.The two ex thieves exchanged surprised looks. Max huffed, raising an eyebrow. Eugene hadn’t meant to scare him, he was just going to give him a stern warning.

“Relax, kid. We’re not gonna hurt you.” Eugene told him.

Lance added, “But your right about us thinking that.”

The alchemist felt tears welling up his eyes. He looked away, his hand rubbing his left arm. This is too much to handle. “I’m n-not. Really.“ Don’t cry, Varian. Don’t cry.

“Are you sure?” Eugene asked, narrowing his eyes.

The alchemist let out a choked sob, causing Eugene and Lance to reel back caught off guard. Even the horse is startled.

Varian looked up at them, tears rolled down his cheeks. “DOES IT LOOK LIKE I’M LYING?!”With that, collapsed on his knees, sobbing. Pascal comfort him the same way he did to Rapunzel.

As he was doing it, he glared up at Eugene and Lance. The two ex thieves plus horse glanced at one another. Eugene trusted Rapunzel and her decisions. So if she can trust Varian, then he’ll trust him as well. He reminded himself that Varian is still a child.

Eugene got down on one knee. He gently put his hand on Varian’s shoulder. “Hey…Varian?” The alchemist flinched slightly when he felt Eugene touching him. “It’s okay. We’re sorry for being too hard on you.” he said.

Varian gasped. Did he just apologized to him? The alchemist wipes his eyes. “H-huh? But….you have every right to not trust me.”

“That is true, but me and my friend here also did bad things. It all started when we was about your age.” Varian didn’t get what Eugene was implying. “You stealing doesn’t compare to what I’ve done.” he countered.

Eugene gave a warm smile. “What we have is a fresh start. To become a better person.” He looked into the alchemist’s blue eyes. “And you choose to redeem yourself.” Varian glanced at Lance and Max who nodded, smiling at him. He shift his gaze over to Pascal. The chameleon squeaked in approval. With a small smile, Varian looked at Eugene and said, “Thanks.”

Eugene helped him up. The alchemist stared at the large man. He never seen him before. Varian cocked his head at Lance.

“Um. I-I don’t think we met…before.” Lance puffed himself up with pride. “I’m Lance Strongbow!” he said, rolling the “r” in Strongbow. Max shakes his head in annoyance.

“Oh, like from the Flynn Rider books! Uh, n-nice to meet you. Heh, you already know my name.” Varian responded nervously.

Lance chuckled. “Yeah, Eugene told me about you.” Eugene clears his throat to get his attention. “I-I mean the good things about you.” Lance rephrased.

Varian didn’t get upset this time. He knew the large man didn’t mean any harm since they hadn’t met. He then turned to Maximus. “I’m sorry for blinding you with my light bomb by the way.” he apologized to the horse. Varian lift his hand up silently asking Max to pet him to which the horse accepted, lowering his head for the alchemist. Varian petted Maximus with a calm smile on his face. He was starting to feel less nervous around them now.

His stomach growled, Varian abruptly stopped petting Maximus to clutch his belly.

"Ohhhh, there it goes again.” he moaned.

Lance noticed how upset he is. “Hang in there, Varian. I’m sure Rapunzel has gotten something to settle your stomach.” The alchemist suddenly felt a strong twinge of hunger growing in his middle. He froze, his eyes going wide.

“Uh, Var-“

*GROOOWWWLLL*

The alchemist winced. His legs almost buckled under him of how painful his stomach hurts but luckily Eugene was able to steady him. “Whoa! Kid, are you alright?” he asked as Pascal looked at the boy with concern.

Lance turned to Max, visibly startled. “That is one empty tummy.” The horse nodded.

Varian glanced at Eugene, his face full of discomfort. “Man, I’m starving. I think my stomach is getting impatient.”

“I can tell! That was loud! Have the guards been feeding you? Or the Saporians?”

The alchemist swallowed nervously, fiddling with his bandana. “Um….I-I’d rather not go into detail right now, Eugene.” he said.

Eugene was taken aback when he called him by his name and not Flynn Rider. He wondered what was the cause. Eugene can think about that later, but for now he’s concerned about the alchemist’s state. He exchanged looks with Lance, who’s really worried about the boy.

Varian’s stomach broke the tense silence.

The alchemist let out a nervous laugh before frantically trying to quiet his belly.

“Ok, ok, ok! I-I know you’re hungry, but you have to be patient so settle down!”

Varian rubbed his stomach slightly, an effort to make the hunger pangs go away. He listened to it rumble, basically his stomach realizing that it’s getting food. Another sudden loud growl caused the boy to whimper. Pascal on his shoulder squeaked.

“I’m ok, Pascal. Oh, I’m so hungry, I could eat a….a-a horse!” the alchemist said. Max whinnies in shock. Realizing what he said, Varian chuckled sheepishly. “Heh. No offense, Max.”

He jolted as his stomach growled loudly for the umpteenth time. My stomach’s so loud. I’m surprised no one came out to see what it is.

Then Varian realized something. He looked up at the two men.

“Varian?” Lance said.

“You know, if-if we sneak up on the Saporians now, I’ll give us away. S-so yeah, better to eat first, heh!” Varian grinned nervously. “A-and all that villain stuff sure made me hungry.” He hoped the joke would deflect the situation.

“Yeah, you’re right about that!” Lance laughed.

Pascal and Max noticed Eugene wasn’t laughing. They can sense he suspects that something happened with Varian while the team was away.

Eugene saw Rapunzel walking back to them carrying something. “She’s back, Varian.”

Varian turned around to see her, relieved. Great. The alchemist is starved.

He couldn’t make out what she had so he squinted. When she got closer, Varian can see what she has:

A ham sandwich.

The alchemist’s eyes widened. He didn’t expect her to make his favorite food. What a coincidence!

Varian felt his belly churning angrily. “Oh…my.” he breathed out, holding his stomach tightly.

“What’s wrong, Varian? Is it the food?” Rapunzel asked when she made it to him. “No, it’s just…well, heh.” Varian rubbed the back of his head. “Ham sandwiches are my favorite.”

Rapunzel smirked, amused. “Well, I’m glad I made it for you.” She handed Varian the sandwich. “Eat up. We don’t have much time.”

Varian licked his lips as he was about to eat but stopped, hearing his stomach growling again. The alchemist huffed, raised an eyebrow. “Alright, alright. Quiet down. I’m eating, ok?” Varian said to it.

Rapunzel giggled.

Eugene walked over to her. “What took so long?” he asked as Varian eat his sandwich and pulling her aside. Rapunzel chuckled sheepishly. “I did say it won’t take long and….uh. Let’s just say there wasn’t any choices in the kitchen so I went with a sandwich.” she explained.

Eugene smiled at her. “So what happened while I was gone?” Rapunzel asked.

Eugene paused. He didn’t know whatever it was a good time to bring up Varian’s hunger situation or not. He can tell her later or maybe Varian himself when this is all over.

“Oh. We….decided we’re going to trust Varian.” he told her. The princess hugged him. “Thank you, Eugene.”

Just then, they heard Varian groan. “Are you ok, Varian?” Rapunzel asked as her and Eugene turned around.

The alchemist had finished the sandwich and was now clutching his stomach.

“I-I feel something coming up, I don’t know what-” Varian cut off, letting out a burp. Pascal tried to suppressed his laughter behind his claws.

Rapunzel laughed. “Good sandwich?”

Lance chuckled at Varian who blushed. “Nice one, little man!”

The alchemist covered his mouth. “ Excuse me. I-I couldn’t help it.”

“It’s ok, kid. We understand.” The large man reassured.

Rapunzel went back to the alchemist. “Do you feel better?”

Varian nodded. “Much.” He then patted his belly sheepishly, making Rapunzel giggle.

The princess smiled. “Good. I’m glad.” Pascal returned back to Rapunzel. She took a deep breath, putting on an determined expression.

“Alright. Now let’s stop the Saporians and save the kingdom!” And with that, they moved out.  

[tavernlords]

Silk (A King’s Choice Lance x Fem!Reader Oneshot)

“No, no! Not like that! Like THIS!”

My old man yanks his sword upward with a swift and hearty grunt. 

TINNGGGGGggggg....

The sound of my ornate steel shortsword hits a stone pillar and reverberates off the great castle’s arena walls, and my arm goes flailing. I topple off my feet, hitting the hard ground as it sharply shoves the air out of my lungs. 

“LORD!” My voice is harsh and shoots across the empty room. My back!  I groan painfully, I thought I had that counter down already!

“Woah! Careful there, Greg! I wouldn’t want you to be responsible for my one good eye!”

Still grimacing in pain, my eyes launch up to a voice coming from the entrance of the arena. It’s soothing and deep. It almost takes the bloody pain away. Almost.

“And Your Highness... That is no language for a queen.” 

The handsome and staunch man leans over me, hands behind his back, with an upside down, small, and nearly smug smirk. I stick out my tongue very un-queenlike and squeeze my eyes shut.

He chuckles lightly and offers a soft hand to lift me up. His skin feels like fine Persian cat fur in it’s gentility. I begin to wonder what it’d be like to flaunt elegant nails instead of nubs. To wield quills instead of daggers. A soft chest without dozens of scars.

He looks up as Greg greets him. I stumble onto him as I struggle to get up, but he supports me.

“Lance! Finally took time off of your duties, I see?” Greg firmly puts his hands on his hips. Lance huffs, “No, actually, I’m here on duty, sir. I would like to request Your Highness. I need to discuss a document I’ve recently received regarding current silk trade policies.” Greg sighs expectantly, flopping his arms back down to it’s stationary position, “Of course you are...”

Really?! I wince to myself I thought we handled silk trade policies already! That was so time-consuming and boring. I almost got the technique down, too!

“Greg, is that really okay? You’ve been trying to get time in with me for weeks, and I think if I train a little more I’ll get it.”

He sighs. “Duty calls. There is always more time, My Lord. I best be off.”

Metal hinges whine as the great wooden gate Lance entered through now shuts. The locks echo deeply throughout the palace as they click into place like a puzzle.

I look up at Lance, and I find myself still using him for support. He notices this before I even have the time to process it and asks: “How is your back?”

“Fi-” My mind whips back to my injury with a piercing jolt. “AGHH!!” My eyes begin watering; my heart bounces around my ribcage. The adrenaline rush wears off.

Suddenly, I’m lifted off the ground and hurried to be sat nearby a stone pillar. I feel my stomach like a chrysalis ready to bloom, but I dismiss the feeling as anxiety. I didn’t know Lance could pick me up so easily... And he said he sits at his desk all day!

“Your Highness! Please, be easy on yourself. You’ve been much too hard on yourself these days.” His expression is twisted uncomfortably in concern. My spine aches against his thighs where he laid me, so I groan. Placing my head there instead, he brushes my hair back so it’s away from my eyes.

I smile, sighing comfortably at this position and moving stiffly to readjust. My face is turned towards his stomach, my hands are clasped and lightly rested on his abs, and my spine is pointed away from him. I close my eyes for a moment to take everything in.

My warm, sweaty skin. My lively, pulsating heart. My senses full of Lance’s fragrance, a touch of vanilla and rosemary. My exhaustion from tireless training sessions with Greg... Everything feels right and calming.

“Hey...” My voice is light and quiet. He softly caresses my face so we make eye contact. “You can quit it with the ‘Your Highness’ now. You can call me by my name, Lance.”

“I think ‘Your Highness’ is just fine.” His eyelashes reflect the light of the sun going down in the arena’s windows. “Why would I want to change it?”

“Well... Can you at least try it?”

He grins gently. “Of course, My Lord.”

His grin gets bigger and sloppier, and after a few second of silence, he laughs to himself.

“What?! What’s so funny?! You don’t like my name or something?” My giggling covers up any kind of seriousness I was trying to fake as I playfully bop him with my fists.

“No- hahaha! I just- I’ve never said it to you before, Your-” He clears his throat to seem more professional and put together. “Y/N...”

My smile spreads like a wildfire. I attempt at a nice, hearty laugh but nothing comes out. All I can feel is my face heating up and my chest exploding like cargo ships.

His soft hand is still resting on my cheek. We linger there and the world felt like it was waiting for us. The sun didn’t set; the hourglass remained empty.

And then, I remembered.

“Weren’t you... here for the...” Slowly, he lifted the back of my head, my hair flowing like waterfalls and pooling on his trousers. I couldn’t stop staring at his lips, expectant, waiting. I didn’t know why. He was my advisor. Until now, it’s just been... professional. But maybe... Yea... I could get behind this...

I reach for him as if I’m trying to grab the moon from the sky. My fingers entangle his silken hair that danced in the golden hour. I pull for him anxiously. 

Lance’s lips are graceful and pillowy like a snow cloud. As if they’ve never been touched or tainted. As if only kind words have been spoken. As if he has never tasted his own or another’s blood. Oh, to have his lips... How wonderful it is to share it with him this once, however long it might last...

Once we stop, I can barely believe what’s happening. But I’m happy and warm. Who cares about our current silk trade policies... I’ve got my silk right here.

[tequila-solar-storm]

Champion Night (Chapter 1): Champion Offer

PLEASE READ ALL TAGS BEFORE STARTING! ALL TAGS BELOW CUT!

Fandom: Pokémon

Characters: Leon, Steven, Alain, Lance

Ship(s): Leon/Steven/Alain/Lance, Mentioned Cynthia/Diantha

Platonic Ship(s): -

Content Warning(s): -

Rating: Explicit

Upon getting whisked away by Steven from the Masters Eight after-party, Leon receives a proposition he can’t refuse.

“Leon,” Leon stiffened at Steven’s sharp, serious tone. Gone was the buzz of euphoria from their kiss. “Would you like to get to know all of us better?”

Getting propositioned for sex was one thing, but—if he was reading Steven’s words right—a foursome?

He really should thank his personal fitness instructor.

READ HERE ON AO3

Tags

•Other Additional Tags to Be Added

•Mentioned Alcohol

•Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence

•Dande | Leon-centric

•Flirting

•Friends With Benefits

•Not Beta Read

•No beta we die like the Journeys production team budget

•Smut in Chapter 2 (To be added on 24th June!)

[icypantherwrites]

Returning to one of my favorite traditions of donations to charities for comments in honor of my birthday today ♥ I love giving back and knowing you can make a difference is the best gift of all.

For every comment that is left on one of my fics (with a few stipulations, keep reading) I will donate $2 to either Rescued Rascals (the foster group I work with and where I adopted Kili from) OR the Aurora Area Interfaith Food Pantry (local food pantry to me).

Some guidelines since I don't want a rush of spam and I really do love hearing from y'all and heartfelt, detailed comments are a wonderful birthday present ♥

Comment(s) must be left on AO3*. It can be on any story; one you’ve never read and decided to try, an old favorite you never left a comment on, an old favorite and you want to revisit, you get the picture ;)

The words “Happy Birthday Icy!” or something similar should be somewhere in your comment so I can track this as well as please note which of the above charities you'd like your comment to be donated to (if you don't notate such I'll pick!)

Comments have to be minimum of 35 words (you know, since I’m 35 now, hello old lady) although please, feel free to go longer and please don't use quotes of the story to make up the majority of said word count. Please make the comment about the fic; the writing, the plot, a scene, etc. and not about my birthday/the fundraiser / etc.

*If you’re a Patreon patron you are also welcome to leave comments on the Fic of the Month Fics, Your Biggest Fan, Bottled Ocean, or any other exclusive fics on the site :)

I'll run this through the weekend so any comments that come in to the above will be counted for donations. Hopefully I'll be able to post a nice update with the funds raised!

My A03

My Patreon

[cpcposting]

Oh my god this fic is so soft sdjfjfjfjsjwjww 

Them??? 

Me when Aqua releases a new fic

[laiqualaurelote]

crawling out of the well of fandom hiatus to report that I MET JAMES LANCE?!

I went to see him in Uncle Vanya at the Orange Tree Theatre (loved it even though he was so wretched throughout, his epic breakdown scene was fantastic, give this man all the leading roles! I can't believe he made me actually enjoy Chekhov) and afterwards I was debating with @leupagus @themardia etc if I should stage door (I usually don't, as I have a horror of intruding on people at their places of work) and while I was dithering he suddenly appeared! He was wearing a velour tracksuit and one of his tweed caps. I started babbling about how Trent Crimm changed my life by inspiring me to quit the only job I'd ever had and follow my bliss. He seemed genuinely moved by the notion and asked me about the work I am doing now and signed an autograph and gave me a hug and said "goodnight my darling" and strolled off into the Richmond night. He is the sweetest man and even though I could not convey the specific details of this (i.e. the 100,000+ words of fanfiction I have written on the subject) I hope he somehow grasps how much Trent meant to so many of us, and that he carries all the love from these anonymous people around the world with him in his future work.

[emotionaldashtoons]

Fanfiction Disear Scenes in Inside Out 2 💜💚💜💚

(WARNING!: CONTAINS SPOILERS! Exit if you want or you can enjoy the fan dialouge I have created. Also... imagine these scenes with Bill and Mindy's voices into this).

Disear Scene 1

*Emotions still wandering around to find the Stream of Consciousness*

Joy: We only have a few hours until Riley falls asleep again. But we have to find the Stream of Consciousness.

Anger: Well we have to or Anxiety will get it!

*Fear looks at Disgust to start asking questions to her*

Disgust: You got that right Anger..

Fear: Well I don't usually get it.

Disgust: You don't get that Anxiety had better ideas than you.

Fear: No.. it's just that.. well. You know what! It's stupid.

Disgust: What's stupid?

Fear: Me thinking how much attention you get.

*Disgust's eyes widens open*

Fear: Envy liking your hair and the crush you have on Lance Slashblade. It makes me think that... Man! I wish I could be that kind of guy for you. I mean you with me! No! I mean!

Disgust: What do you mean "That kind of guy?"

*Awkward pause hits, Fear clicks in*

Fear: Darn it! Let's just try to continue finding The Stream of Consciousness before Riley heads to sleep. It just seems that Anxiety is making Riley all hyper-active.

Joy: That's right Fear! Right after you're awkward fearful mannerisms. If Riley's hyper-active, don't you think the mind should be having a...!

*Suddenly Riley's mind shakes starting a litte headache, almost like an earthquake. Fear gets horrified and jumps onto Disgust's arms. They look at each other awkwardly, Fear chuckles but Disgust drops him with a disgusted look*

Joy: ....Headache. Let's get moving.

~~~•~~~

Scene 2

*After Joy's delusional freakout, Joy cries and Anger tries to show Joy how to find positivity*

Anger: Joy... you made a few mistakes. Like a lot.. and you'll make a whole lot more in the future. And if you let that stop you, we might as well lay down and give up now. But that's not happening to us, even for our Riley.

*Disgust and Fear are watching Anger comforting Joy as they both realize they've been jerks as well*

Fear: I always never thought having a mind-filled adventure that would lead so much into anxiousness.

Disgust: And I thought I was the only one complaining.

Fear: We feel so... useless!

*Fear kicks a memory, and it rolls to the way on where we see the forgetters. Somehow Fear has an idea*

Fear: Guys! I may be too scared..... but I have an idea.

*He looks at the forgetters and starts insulting them*

Fear: Excuse me! Sir! Mam! Is it just me or is your big fat teeny tiny body ain't working for those big fat heads of yours distracting Riley in life?

Forgetter Paula: Why you!

Forgetter Bobby: You're gonna regret that!

Fear: Yeah, but I just have one more thing to say... is this yours?

*Somehow Fear snuck in their taser and the forgetters let go of the chute and Anger pushes Forgetter Bobby*

Fear: Hop on guys! This might be unsafe, but it's worth it!

*Joy smiles as the four emotions start blasting away up top, as they land safely. Fear catches Disgust*

Fear: OH! Pardon me, Disgust.

Disgust: It's alright... you were alright.

*Fear and Disgust look at each other for a few seconds until Joy cuts them off from their adorkable staring*

Joy: Come on guys, we got a kid to save!

~~~•~~~

Scene 3

*The brainstorm is happening because of Anxiety trying to find a big idea while Joy is wacking any single light bulb she could, Anger insists they have to catch a lightbulb, Disgust tries to but before she falls, screaming for life, Fear catches her once again, they locked eyes on each other*

Disgust: I'm scared!

Fear: I'm scared too! But don't be... I got your back!

Anger: I hate to be Mr. and Mrs. Disear here but the ideas are too small!

*After Anxiety tries to get the most biggest idea ever, the emotions fall as Fear officially catches all of his emotional friends with a parachute*

Joy: You have a parachute!?

Fear: Yes! The real question is... why don't any of you?

*As they land safely they get out of under the parachute, Joy and Anger are cheering with success, as Disgust looks at Fear*

Fear: It's... something that Lance Slashblade couldn't usually do. I mean I didn't mean literally, you like him more than me! I mean that's because we're both protective for Riley and us! I mean-!

*Disgust shushes Fear up by covering his lips with her hand, she smiles*

Disgust: You're my hero.

Fear: *Laughs nervously and blushes* Well, we do have something in common.

Disgust: Like what?

Fear: We keep Riley safe from dangerous potential poisonous disasters.

Joy: Awwwww...

Anger: This is too much sweetness for me! We got a Sense of Self to find!

Joy: Let's go! You're mine, Anxiety!

~~~•~~~

Final Scene

*After fixing the Sense of Self and preventing Riley's panic attack, all nine emotions are getting along with each other as Riley has new friends as her old friends had switch schools. Anxiety gets a little too anxious as Joy comforts her by giving her own lucky chair to relax while drinking a cup of tea. Sadness is impressed by Anger's new buddy, Pouchy (right after the memory avalanche scene), as Ennui lets Anxiety play games on her phone, Embarrassment finally speaks with glee, and we cut to our fanmade Fear and Disgust scene we are getting to)

Fear: Okay. Tell me a secret you haven't told me.

Disgust: I was never fully in love with Lance Slashblde.

Fear: Wait! I thought you-!

Disgust: You guys did! But... I'm more of a fan girl from him, he isn't usually my type.

Fear: Really. *chuckles*

Disgust: I'm usually more into a guy that would... protect me and Riley from potential dangerous yet poisonous disasters.

*Fear and Disgust look at each other with wide looks like she meant it for real, then they laugh for a moment as Envy sneaks up behind them and makes them kiss each other, they are blushingly shocked after what Envy did. But Fear and Disgust smile at each other as they let it slide, as Envy jumps onto Fear and Disgust*

Envy: I want the piece of that action!

~~~•~~~

Well, what do you think guys, did I try hard enough to entertain you with the fanfic or was it too personal for me of wanting more from the sequel. Because I try giving the idea of Fear loving Disgust as the other characters can be aware of it as mostly a silly yet adorkable subplot. If you like it, good for you. If you didn't read this, make sure to go see the sequel yourself, because this dialouge I created, won't be in the movie. Let me know in down below in the comments.

[leclerc-s]

big reputations - part one

series masterlist // next

lance stroll FERNANDO!!! ARE YOU DATING DAPHNE JONES??

alex albon what the fuck? where did you even come up with that? lando norris fernando doesn't have the rizz to pull the daphne jones george russell they don't call him fernando rizzlonso for nothing.

lance stroll FERNANDO!!

fernando alonso no? not that i'm aware of?

charles leclerc the sigh daniel let out was so loud

daniel ricciardo what the fuck? charles leclerc we all know about your little crush on her

esteban ocon will you be attending the eras tour daniel?

daniel ricciardo i am actually, the last two shows

logan sargeant make a friendship bracelet with your number on it and give to her. show up with a dream.

lando norris if that works i'll start calling him daniel rizzardo

lewis hamilton you are spending too much time on the internet lando

charles leclerc he is what the people call an ipad kid.

lando norris fuck you leclerc

pierre gasly is he wrong?

oscar piastri no daniel ricciardo no carlos sainz no alex albon wow all three of your teammates called you out

daniel.jpg not to brag but my surprise songs were new romantics and new year's day. oh and the 1989 daphne's version announcement!

tagged: daphnejones

view all comments

📍 daniel.jpg kinda bummed i didn't get to give her a friendship bracelet. oh well, guess i'll go cry in my pillow.

↳ logansargeant YOU ACTUALLY DID THAT? I WAS JOKING?

↳ username that's so sweet? what the fuck

↳ username i was there and i kid you not this man had a shit ton of friendship bracelets and he was exchanging them with fans. he had friends with him and a little girl, daniel kept getting her opinion on the bracelets.

↳ username that's so fucking cute

landonorris when you said you were going to the eras touri thought you were joking

↳ daniel.jpg i never joke about daphne jones

username these are cool pictures.

charles_leclerc no invitation?

↳ daniel.jpg you didn't deserve an invite

↳ maxverstappen1 BUT I DID! I WAS THERE!!

↳ pierregasly YOU TOOK MAX BUT YOU DIDN'T TAKE US?

↳ daniel.jpg max is my 'best friend'

↳ maxverstappen1 the fuck does that mean?

username daniel has such a talent with a camera. i don’t think i’d be able to take a picture as decent as this one. i’d be too busy screaming and dancing

↳ maxverstappen1 he was screaming and dancing. i don't know how he managed to take pictures.

↳ daniel.jpg that's a secret i'll never tell, xoxo gossip girl

username she’s so pretty like how is she even real?

liked by daniel ricciardo

↳ username not daniel simping on the main!

↳ logansargeant according to lando they call him daniel rizzardo

↳ username what a duo daniel rizziardo and lando norizz

↳ landonorris why the hell am i being attacked??

↳ username because you can't pull

¡leclerc-s speaks! this is an au of the honest series (which isn't a must read because they two are two separate works. also, last night is 100% to blame (iykyk) because it was so fucking cute.

¡disclaimer! this is in no way making assumptions about the people involved in this story, this is all fake. it is a fanfiction please don't take any of what is said seriously. this is all for entertainment purposes and as a creative outlet for me. enjoy!