it’s me again,, & i’m back with another request!! what about something really fluffy but passionate inspired by ‘what a feeling’? is one of my all time fav songs & i know you’ll be able to bring my idea to life
YAY HELLO WELCOME BACK!!! Did I get WAY to into this? Yes. So I really hope you like it and is something like what you had in mind :)
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What a Feeling
Harry couldn’t help but stare at her.
She truly had never looked more flawless, dancing with Sarah under the spotlights as her dress gleams and glitters. They were celebrating the success of Harry’s album, but all he wanted to talk about was her. So many people were coming up to him, congratulating him on his success, asking him about the album and upcoming tour... but somehow he would always bring the questions back around to her.
“Yeah, it’s been crazy.” He chuckles to a random man from the label who gave his congratulations, “been very busy... happy to have Y/N by my side, she always makes sure I get everything done. Keeps me sane, that one.”
“Well you two make a very cute couple.” He smiles, giving Harry a nod.
“Oh uhm, no.” He chuckles embarrassed, “she’s not- umm... we’re just friends.”
The man chuckled, muttering a ‘whatever you say’ before congratulating Harry on his success again, adding a ‘go get her’. This earned a bigger smile from Harry then any talk about a place on the charts or money earned, all he ever wanted was to be with her. At that moment, he shakes the mans hand and quickly heads over to her, his arms going tightly around her waist as he sneaks up behind her.
“Harry!” She squeals, quickly turning around and facing him, “you scared me!”
He would just laugh quietly to himself, moving her hair out of her face as he stared at her in awe. Eyes going up and down her frame and taking in her figure in the beautiful, custom made dress Harry had done for her, “you look so beautiful.” He whispers, and she could hardly hear it over the commotion, “that dress is... wow.”
She blushes, nervously rubbing her hands down her dress as she gets flustered just like he always manages, and makes her go red, it’s one of his favorite things about her, seeing how adorable she was when she was blushing.
“Thank you. You do too... well handsome umm I don’t know... you look great.” She would shyly ramble, crossing her arms together, “thank you again for taking me to this... feel terrible you spent so much on me and you hardly ever let me get us dinner.”
Harry laughed at this, “oh shush” he chuckles, grabbing her hands and spinning her quickly before pulling back to him, slowing begining to dance with her, “you’re glowing, darling.”
“Thank you” she blushes again, looking down at her feet and giggling, “Umm Harry, aren’t you supposed to be talking to people from the label right now?”
“I’ve talked enough.” He shrugs, looking around the space before stopping their dancing, grabbing her hand and heading to the balcony, “matter o’ fact, I just wanna be alone with my best friend.”
She laughs loudly, covering her mouth as she gets some looks from higher ups, giving them an apologetic smile as Harry and her disrupted his own event, trying to ignore the intense sting of hearing the words friend.
“You’re going to get in trouble.” She smirks, watching as she closes the doors behind them, leaving them alone if the balcony and leaving the big fancy party behind, the music still softly being heard in the background, “we should go back.”
“Do you want to?”
“...No”
“Then we stay.” He smirks, walking over to the railing of the balcony, taking in the sights of the city, Y/N soon coming up beside him, stealing a glance and looking up at him before back at the city, missing as he looks at her as soon as she looked away.
The two have been best friends for years. With Y/N being a bit younger, Harry really took her in and always wanted to make sure she was safe, happy and protected. They were practically inseparable, with her even helping write some tracks with him. They were both in love with each other, one being too afraid to admit due to his high status and feeling incomparable to his last relationships. Meanwhile, he was too afraid to tell her how he felt because to him, he wasn’t sure of anything going through her head. She was never good at sharing her feelings, even over the simple stuff. She was reserved, never talked about relationships or love, really.
“I’m glad you came.” He says, breaking the silence, “couldn’t imagine anybody else coming with me.”
“Oh cmon.” She laughed, nudging her body against his, “you can have anybody in the world here with you.”
“Don’t want just anybody... everybody needs somebody around.” He shrugs, “and you’re the closest person to me.”
He wanted to scream, ‘you’re my person’. How he wants to hold her as close as he could and never let go. Tell her looking into her eyes was better than looking up at the stars, more beauty in them then anything he’s ever seen.
He wanted to tell her that he chose her to come along with him because nobody made him happier, more confident. Nobody can come him down and lift him up at the same time as her, she made him feel like a king.
“You’re mine too.” She softly admits, looking up at him with a shy smile, her cheeks red as per usual and heart pounding the way it always is around him.
“Yeah?” He chuckles, “what about that bloke you were talking to? What’s his name again?” He inquired, making it seem like a joke but he can’t help but pry, wondering if he was too late, if he ran out of time and someone else took the girl because he spent too much time worrying.
“Oh my god stop” she laughs, covering her face instantly, elbows resting on the railing, “that’s so embarrassing.”
“Young love is nothing to be embarrassed about!” He exclaims, forcing a smile and a laugh, nudging her body with his own this time.
“It is when he literally tells you that all he wants to do with you is have sex.” She admits, voice going a bit flat, “sorry, now is not the time for this. I didn’t even really like him that much.”
“No no no.” He chuckles, shushing her rambling and grabbing her shoulders, looking down into her eyes, “you can tell me, I thought you really liked him? What do you mean he only wanted sex?”
“I mean he’s okay... but I knew the whole time I’m he’s not the one, just a distractio-... but anyway I knew he just wanted sex, when he looked at me when we were at dinner and said he only wants to have sex with me.” She chuckles, face turning red, “sorry, can we change the subject? This is so embarrassing.”
“Don’t be embarrassed, sweetheart.” He dismisses, “didn’t do a thing wrong. But why didn’t you tell me sooner!? Would have given that arse a piece of my mind.”
“Oh please, you’re such a a softy! You could never!” Y/N laughs, Harry’s favorite sound getting louder as she imagines it in her head, meanwhile Harry was rerunning her words through his head.
“What do you mean a distraction?”
Y/N feels as if all the air was knocked out of her as her already pounding heart feels as if it’s tripling in speed and she thanks god he can’t read minds. If he could, he would know she just talked to that guy to try and get over him. She looks up at him slowly, unable to decipher the intense look covering his face. A mix of concern, confusion and consideration.
“Just... you know.” She awkwardly chuckles, “been waiting for the right person too long, so I just needed something, but literally nothing happened so I guess going back to waiting.”
“Can we leave?” He asked suddenly, “I wanna get out of here, do you? We can go to the pizza place you love.”
“Harry...” she sighed, wanting to say a million time yes, “this is your party! Everyone here is to celebrate your success and we’re just gonna leave... I feel bad.”
“Oh hush I know you want to.” He smirks, giving her a wink as he offers her his arm, which she very happily takes, “let’s bust outta ‘ere” he laughs, nearly sprinting as she follows close behind him as he quite literally has them running out of the party and soon out on the street.
It was perfect, nobody on the streets as the late night was going to be turning into early morning in a matter of hours. It felt like they were the only two in the world.
Y/N kept her grip on Harry’s arms, which had both of them smiling to themselves as they walked to their favorite, 24-hour hole in the wall pizza joint.
As soon as the entered, they were both greeted by name, being regulars at this hour and having their order placed within minutes as they sat alone, the only two in the restaurant.
“This is amazing, you in that dress is even more beautiful in this pizza place than that work party.” He smiles at her, unable to keep the compliment in, “Dress looks even better in this light, I can see you better than those stupid dim lights.”
She was at a loss for words, wondering how much Harry had to drink that he was throwing so many in depth compliments at her, but she tried not to think about it too much, settling for a soft thank you before they sat in silence, taking in each other’s company.
“You two eating here or need a box?” One of the employees they have grown close to, Sammie, asks, smirking at the pair.
“To go?” Harry suggests, looking at Y/N, “I got Disney Plus downloaded so we can watch all those movies you love.”
“To go please!” Y/N instantly giggles, grabbing the boxes from Sammie and thanking them, as well as everyone else, giving thank yous and see you soons.
The two walked in silence back to Harry’s apartment, admiring the sky and sparkling starts around them.
Not long after, the pair were in the elevator, Harry entering a code and swiping a card to allow them go up to the top floor of the building, to his giant penthouse apartment. The doors soon opening and they head down the small hall before Harry unlocks the door, letting them in.
Harry sets down his keys and the two take off their shoes before heading over and plopping down on the couch as Harry opens the pizza box.
“Can i borrow something clothes?” Y/N shyly asked, “if I got anything on this dress, I think I’d die.”
“Of course, love.” He smiles, “I should probably change too. Cmon let’s find you something.”
She thanked him before quietly following him into his bedroom and then walk-in closet, although this one was huge, it had nothing on the ones he had in London and L.A.
“Pick whatever you want!” He smiles, opening up one of his pajama drawers, grabbing his own pair of sweats and a Fleetwood Mac T-shirt, “I’ll go change out there and you just come out whenever your ready, okay?”
“Mhmm.” She shyly smiles, almost wishing he would stay, “thank you again.”
“Of course, anytime bug.” He smirks, nudging her before walking out.
Her eyes were glued on him, still struck by how easily he goes manages to make her heart and mind race. She ends up picking a giant Pink Floyd shirt, looking at the door and seeing it was shut before sliding off her dress, folding it neatly before slipping on Harry’s shirt. It fell to mid-thigh, and with her wearing spanx shorts underneath, she hoped it wouldn’t make him uncomfortable when she came out in just that.
She slides out the door, her dress in hand as she was going to set it on the chair in his living room, making sure she won’t forget it, but instead she was met with something else.
“Oh my god, sorry- I’ll uhm. Sorry.” She rushes after finding Harry pulling his sweatpants up, full legs in view and bare chest showing.
“You’re fine, Y/N!” He laughs, pulling them up the rest of the way, leaving the shirt behind as he started heading to the living room, her starting to follow close behind, “what’s got you so jumpy today?”
“I don’t know, guess the party.” She lies, “didnt wanna mess anything up for you in front of those hot shot label people.”
How was she supposed to tell him that all she wanted was to just be beside? Have him hold her in his arms and never let go? And with him loading on the compliments tonight, as well as him walking around without a shirt, didn’t really help the whole ‘getting over him because it’s never going to happen’ thing. She was always too late, ran out of time and he was with someone else. But there was no way out.
“Oh, please, we all know I’m the hot shot.” He laughs and she giggles rolling her eyes, “everyone loves you, how could they not?”
“Well what’s with you tonight then?” She laughs, speaking without thinking, “what’s with you, I don’t know... loving all up on me tonight?”
“Come on, I always love up on you.” He smirks, taking a bite of his pizza, “anything wrong with that?”
“No, just curious.” She blushed, coming and sitting next to him, grabbing a slice, “just seemed to be a little extra tonight.”
“Well, you look beautiful.” He shrugged, “you always do, but I don’t know what it is about tonight but... I don’t know, you just looked really pretty in that dress and you still look just as beautiful in my shirt.”
“Thank you.” She squeaked, the tension between them growing as it feels like all of the air in the room ran out, their minds running wild as it seems like they are both thinking the same thing.
They both stared at each other in silence, practically begging the other person to just say it.
“Y/N-“
“Harry-“
They both spoke in unison giggling to themselves, before them both nodding, signaling the other to go.
Harry stands, wiping his hands on sweats before reaching his hand out to her, which she takes without a word, following him out to the terrace.
They both end up side by side, holding onto the edge of the terrace, looking up at the stars and once again they felt like the only ones in the world.
“I used to come up here all the time...” Harry started, still looking up at the stars, “whether I needed to think, write or just breathe... I would come here and look up at the stars. But now... I look at you. You have stars in your eyes, Y/N, more beautiful than anything I’ve ever seen.”
She was frozen, feeling him shift his body and face her, a soft ring covered hand coming up to her face and moving it to look at him, “I... I just always need you around, always need you close.” He started, thumb running over his cheek, “I wanna be with you... and I think I know now that you wanna be with me.”
“I-I do.” She squeaks and instantly a huge smile covers Harry’s face. She turns her body and lifts a shaky hand, placing it on his arm
holding onto it like she has many times before, but this time it feels so different.
“What’s holding you back then?” He whispers, tucking a hair behind her ear, “what are you so afraid of it’s got you chained down?”
“I don’t know.” She whispers, tears welling up in her eyes, feeling extremely overwhelmed at the news that her best friend that she’s always wanted, wants her to, “You’re so important to me, I can’t lose you. It was horrible seeing you with someone else but I can’t imagine the pain of not having you at all.”
He shakes his head quickly, “never.” He whispers, “I’ve wanted you for so long, just didn’t think you wanted me so I had to try and get over you... never worked.” He chuckles.
He pulls her body tight against his, arms circling around her waist as hers go up around his neck, the two rocking back and forth, slow dancing on the terrace.
“What a feeling, huh?” He smirks, and she looks up at him as his hands soothingly rub at her back, “just you in my arms...not too close right?”
“Not too close, never.” she whispered, pulling him closer, resting against her face against his warm chest, feeling his rapid heartbeat and she giggles to herself, “can you feel mine too?”
“A bit, yeah.” He chuckles, “you drive my crazy, you know that? I just wanna be here forever... you in my shirt, in my arms... but something missing tonight, yeah?”
“What?”
“You’re not mine.” He instantly says, “do you wanna be?”
She nods quickly, putting his hands up into his hair as she rushes out, “yes please, always wanted to be.” She breathes, “please... please kiss me.”
Harry smirks, not saying a word as he leans in gripping her waist as his lips gently meet hers and they both mold into one another as the moment they both have dreamed of is finally happening. His lips start moving faster, rougher and he still holds her softly, the contrast making her heart melt and mind race.
Her hands tug on his hair as his grips the extra material of shirt, squeezing her hips and a soft whimper leaves her lips, causing him to pull back.
“We should... do you wanna, I don’t know.” He chuckles, breathing heavy, “I wanna go at your pace, love.”
She nodded, kissing his jaw softly before whispering, “can we go inside, please?”
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so i saw endgame.
spoilers under the cut, but first of big thx to my MCU posting mutuals who saw the movie before me and never slipped up tagging their spoilers ❤️
the movie, the plot, the look backs, the team ups, THE ARMIES-OF-GONDOR,-ROHAN-AND-ELVES-LIKE ASSAMBLY OF EVERYONE KICK SCROTUM FACE’S ASS: yesyesyesyesyesyesyesyesYESYESYESYESYES YESYESYESYESYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS
the ending: no.
america’s butt: 🍑 thank you for your service (and to whoever among the writers finally had the courage to acknowledge it)
“i lost our boy”: 😭😭😭😭😭😭 #superfamily
new asgard: 😊😊😊
Tony “I am Iron Man” Stark: . . .
its been a long time since i cried like this from a movie.
i mean i understand from a like story telling pov this seems to be the only conclusive way to end this aera of the MCU cos like how could shit go sideways in future on earth and tony stark not being there to save the day as long as he lives one way or another, how make it believable that spiderman could face odds onyl he alone can overcome when the audience was more or less aware that ultimately somewhere out there tony stark was chilling in the back but could still send a technical update to help save the day.
but it hurts. so much. and it so unfair. for him who has been there for the last 10 years to save the day, building the avengers alongside steve, and now that he finally had the chance of a happily ever after with his little family, to have to make the ultimate sacrifice so everyone can have the final victory and peace except him.
as i said, i kinda understand why TPTB did this, but as a fan i was hoping they’d do it as they did at the end of the first avengers movie. we would have been ok with not seeing tony again on screen but knowing he’s living his best life in peace.
Steve Captain America Rogers: you can pass on the shield, but there’s gonna be no one like you, oh captain my captain.
im happy for him and Peggy, i truly am, but it’s with the same bittersweetness as i was for frodo at the end of LotR:
How do you pick up the threads of an old life? How do you go on, when in your heart you begin to understand... there is no going back? There are some things that time cannot mend. Some hurts that go too deep, that have taken hold.
Thor: we’re here for dadbod god of thunder, (and shallow, thirsty me who wants 8pack pirate-angel baby back for GotG 3 can sit in the corner and shut up for a bit) who stands up for his buddies against online bullies and is scared, too scared to face his ex and just wants his mum back. and is just so fkicng proud of his buddy steve lifting-mjölnir-cos-he’s-as-worthy-as-the-godking-of-asgard rogers while starring death in the face saying ‘not today’
now please get your brother back somehow i dont care how!
Natasha: LISTEN MARVEL YOU BETTER FCKIG FIX THIS OR SO HELP ME HELA!!!
Clint: they surely made you pay for sitting out infinity war jfc ;A;
Bruce: we stan our big, green nerd!
Rocket: the one true snarky guardian of the galaxy, this show would go the shit without you bb
Carol Denvers: first of all YESSSSSS and please hang out with peter from time to time
Scott: didnt think id ever get emotional about ant-man, but jfc here we are
ps: #epicpunchisepic
Valkyrie: long live the queen!!
Loki: same as for natasha 😡, how am i supposed to enjoy his upcoming solo series when there’s gonna be this small voice in the back of my head constaly whispering ‘whatever. he’s gonna die anyway and you’ll never get your thorki happy ending’
Pepper: i got nothing. i just want to hug her and let her cry.
little Morgan: you’re loved 3000 times and more
Rhodey: it’s been an honour.
Peter Parker: *builds pillowfort, makes hot choc gets your fav ice cream, wraps you in a 1000 blankets and protects you from all pain forever*
Sam: on your left! thats one big shield you’ll carry there buddy
Bucky: not enough time with steve
Wanda: i was almost certain they’d let you do the same to scrotum face as you did to ultron and i was 100% here for that
Hope: float like a butterfly sting like a wasp!
Peter Quill: thank god Gamora is back, now please let her reunite with her crew in GotG 3 to turn his head back into place.
Nebula: hope you find peace, get some closure and therapy, dear
Gamora: sisters before misters 👭 and glad to have you back
Drax: i couldnt see if you got him good, but hope you feel like you avenged your wife and kids
Groot: do you ever leave your bunny again please
Mantis: go kick names and takes asses, love, and never change ❤️
Black Panther: da king is back in town!
Okoye: yaaas queen!!
(Nakia: i understand Lupita Nyong'o has much bigger things to do but Nakia has been missed)
Shuri: make ‘em pay, bb!!
M'Baku: idk if you got snapped in A3 or not but epic battles arent the same without our big king from snowy mountain
Doctor Strange: your plan sucks doc!!!
Wong: your boss doesnt know what he has in you
Korg & Meik: time for another revolution guys :D
Nick Fury: where’s Goose???
Happy: you gotta step up your gmae looking after his kids now, buddy
Howard the Duck: didnt see you there but good to know you’re still around even though i still dunno what you are and why
Stand Lee: thank you.
thank you robert downey jr
thank you jeremy renner
thank you scarlet johansson
thank you chris hemsworth
thank you mark ruffalo
thank you chris evans
thank you tony
thank you clint
thank you nat
thank you thor
thank you bruce
thank you steve
thank you for being our heros.
— 𝕞𝕖𝕘𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕒𝕨 𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕘𝕒𝕞𝕖 𝕩𝟚 (@leufeysonwinter) April 26, 2019
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Cam’s Voltron Fic Rec 3/∞
VLD Rec Lists: [1] [2] [3] [4] [5] [6] [7]
Here’s a Fic Masterlist for my other fandoms.
( ** = favorites )
**Recoil/Release by Cheshyr
Word count: 22,387 (13/13)
Summary: When Keith is bitten by an alien creature with venom that causes your dominant emotions to be amplified, the team is ready for a day of dealing with an incredibly angry paladin.
Which means they’re not ready at all for what actually happens.
Comments: The almost stream-of-consciousness writing of Keith’s parts are really gut-wrenching because it’s as if you are experiencing it with him. (Warning for panic attacks- if you are triggered at all by that sort of thing you may want to sit this one out, it gets pretty graphic). A couple good song pairings for this fic to set the tone are Broken Crown and World Gone Mad.
**Synergy by Kokochan & Spanch
Word count: 74,064 (10/10)
Summary: The vines were large, stiff, gnarly, and thick-stemmed, with blue leaves as big and round as dinner plates, but Shiro’s battle-arm was able to sever several long straggles with ease. The vines draped easily enough over the shuttle and hid it quite handily from view. “Good enough, I suppose,” Shiro said, glaring at the empty greenish-blue sky. “Come on, let’s… Hunk? What’s the matter?”
Hunk was staring at something behind him. “Shiro, don’t make any sudden moves just now, but there’s a really big lizard thing standing right behind you. Um. Two of them.”
Surprised, Shiro turned, albeit carefully. He’d never even heard them approach. That was rather impressive, considering the size of the beasts. It was as though someone had taken a pair of Arizonan horned lizards and rebuilt them more on the lines of a tiger without leaving out any of the spikes, then expanded them to about the size of an Indian elephant and added six large, intelligent blue eyes. Understandably, Shiro froze in place.
Comments: OH. MY. GOSH. OK. SO. This bad boy is Part 1 of 3, so far, with a total series word count of 241,404 at the moment. This beautiful titan of a series is named Of The Pack, and it updates with great speed, considering it has two top tier authors working on it. The several OCs in this story are so lifelike and realistic and fit so well into the universe that I forget that they aren’t actually canon and I kind of miss them when I’m reading other Voltron fics. My favorite part is the world-building it does. Everything about this fic is so dynamic and multi-dimensional, from it’s characters to the epic plot - this is the exact opposite of lazy writing. I am so here for badass Pidge, and the matriarchal Galra culture and the dragons. I👏LOVE👏THIS👏FIC👏
Also there’s magic! (with a scientific explanation, of course)
A cool song that I think goes nice with this fic is Heroes by Måns Zelmerlöw.
The Kids Are Alright by pugglemuggle
Word count: 10,430 (3/3)
Summary: Three Garrison Cadets Missing After Freak Satellite Crash
By Mara Garrett, News Editor | The Guardian | Monday, June 13, 2103 7:40 A.M. ET
Two seventeen-year-olds and a fifteen-year-old went missing Friday night after a rogue satellite crashed into the desert a few miles away from the Galaxy Garrison Training Facility, reports say. Garrison officials were quick to cordon off the area, claiming many of the remaining satellite fragments were dangerous and unstable. Government search parties have been sent out into the surrounding desert areas. Details are forthcoming.
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Her brother is missing. Lance’s sister isn’t about to sit quietly while the Garrison keeps lying to the press. No—she’s going to get to the bottom of this.
(Or: The paladins’ families team up to find their kids and overthrow the corrupt Garrison regime. Told through news articles, prose, the internet, and art.)
Comments: The format of this is very intriguing and fresh. We get to see scenes of our favorite paladins through the eyes of their friends and families, from before they disappeared and the aftermath. The open ending is still satisfying and leaves you with a sense of determination and hope for these characters that you just couldn’t help but get attached to. If you’re big on government conspiracies then this is the fic for you!
**Patty Cake by Froldgapp
Word count: 7,829 (6/6)
Summary: Quiet, aloof, and alone, Keith is distant from the rest of the team. Hunk begins to suspect why, and it’s only when the red paladin pushes himself too far, the Voltron gang realise he’s just as vulnerable as the rest of them.
Comments: Aaaaahhh this fic. Something about this one has me coming back to reread it all the time even though I always cry. It is just so angsty but in a more poignant, sharp, breathless kind of way. Some of the things the characters say send painful stinging jolts into your chest and you can feel your heart cracking and then you get angry because how dare (I mean ch4 tho holy sh*t). I just want to hug Keith so much ugh. Hunk’s protectiveness of Keith gives me the strength to finish this masterpiece every time. Also, this can kind of be Sheith if you squint (or not, if you don’t).
The Message by Shipstiel
Word count: 132,787 (45/45)
Summary: (4:07) okay, but considr this, and hear me out here
(4:08) so like, a photobooth u can do with ur pets like there’ll be lil costumes that u can dress them up in, and u can do liek, period costumes and shit with them
(4:09) omg, can u imagine, u and ur cat/dog, and theyre in a lil 1800s dress and one of those lace umbrella things omg so cute
(4:15) Why the FUCK are you texting me at four in the morning with this
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Keith is texted by accident by some idiot one day, and honestly he’s not even sure why he responds. Or why he keeps responding. Yet somehow he finds himself drawn in, and okay, so maybe this fool is mildly entertaining after all. Who would’ve thought.
Comments: Slowburn Klance Wrong Number AU. These two are so cute I just can’t. This is the perfect story if you are looking for something effortless and relaxing to read. Even though this contains some softcore Langst, it is still a very cute and heartwarming story about two dorks slowly falling in love. It features Lance’s mother who I fell in love with here, and the kind of supportive nosy best friends that everyone wants in real life (i.e. Hunk, Pidge, and Allura).
**The Quiet by MilkTeaMiku
Word count: 66,700 (32/32)
Summary: Does he not realize he’s dead?
Keith can see ghosts. As a part of his Garrison training, he’s sent to a hospital to do one year of medical clerkship - it’s there that he meets a charmingly irritating chose who definitely needs to learn what boundaries are.
Comments: Modern Ghost AU with eventual Klance. This fic is the most suspenseful story I have ever read in my life. Idk if it’s just me, but I just have this feeling building up paragraph by paragraph of an impending… something. And it has my heart racing which is crazy because it isn’t even particularly fast-paced. There’s just a heaviness to the words that have the hairs on the back of your neck prickling. I literally have to take a breather from reading sometimes to calm down.
A couple cool songs I think set the mood for this fic is Smother and Mirror.
Finding Home by spacegaykogane
Word count: 26,966 (6/6)
Summary: After the wormhole collapses, Keith finds himself stranded on a strange planet. Alone. Until Lance comes along.
With their lions dead and resources limited, Keith and Lance need to put aside their differences and work together to get home.
Wherever that may be, now.
Comments: Klance. I love Stranded fics where they have to work together to survive and bond over that. So yeah this one has some whump obviously, bc you know, crash landings aren’t very fun. This one is angsty but its balanced out by the fluffiness in the end.
Cuddle Puddle by nothingwrongwiththerain
Word count: 46,782 (6/6)
Summary: Unexpectedly, Shiro’s hand landed on the top of his head. Apparently with Lance and Hunk taking up all the shoulder real estate, Shiro would settle for ruffling Keith’s hair.
Keith was fairly certain his soul was about to detach and abandon his shaking body on the couch. He was surrounded, in the complete and total sense of the word, by other people. Not once before, not in his whole life, had he dealt with a situation like this one.
Or, five times Keith found himself too close for comfort and one time he couldn't get close enough.
Comments: Klance featuring ace!Keith. Don’t be fooled by the fluffy summary, this is a very angsty fic with lots of Keith whump. Basically, as stated by the author, this story is about ‘Keith struggling with physical contact and learning to accept people care about him’. I love touch-starved Keith stories, like this one. I love the scenes with Kidge bros, featuring a super supportive Pidge.
At the Beginning by Sakuraiai
Word count: 64,203 (12/12)
Summary: Inspired by Anastasia
King Zarkon of the Galra empire lost his only way in to the Kingdom of Altea. In his anger, he put a curse on the royal family. The young, adopted half Galran prince Keith disappeared when the palace was overrun, never to be seen again -- or so it seemed.
The only surviving princess, Allura, grieving for her child, offers a reward for Keith's safe return.
Con artists, Lance and his best friend, Hunk plan to pawn off a phony to the princess, hoping to reap the rewards. They hold auditions and choose an orphan man who has a remarkable resemblance to the missing prince -- all the way down to his fluffy Galran ears.
Comments: Can anyone say Anastasia AU?! I waited with baited breath for each chapter to come out and I was not once disappointed. I love the integration of the different alien races in this timeless story, it all works out so well. Keith just wants to find his mommy and I just want to cry. Also Kidge bros are still my fav as always.
out of orbit by rbillustration
Word count: 78,135 (19/19)
Summary: Dragged apart by Haggar’s attack on the wormhole, the paladins and Alteans struggle to survive and find one another again. Luck has placed them all within the same galaxy… but their fortune ends there. Lance is stranded with a badly-injured Shiro and his relief at finding their leader still accompanying him soon turns to terror. Keith may be the only who can rectify the situation - but the Galra have him in their grasp, and they don’t want to kill him. They want him as one of their own.
Comments: ANGST. SO MUCH ANGST. A brainwashed Galra!Keith plus a Possessed!Shiro. This is the perfect recipe for disaster if I ever saw one. If lots of blood bothers you proceed with caution. I love stranded fics.
A good song rec for this one is Darkside.
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