#voltron camp au

[soadscrawl]

i wasnt gonna post this but that first little doodle had ppl yodeling on instagram so...... camp staff au

[komohine]

That lifeguard james griffin au. The lore is unraveling as we speak and its acc sooo cute

[seypia]

i'd do anything just to be with you

[uninspireddreamsandwhims]

Bonfire Bonding Klance Drabble

I wrote another Klance fic recently. Hoping to maybe get another one written by the end of the year. Any and all feedback would be appreciated. Thanks for reading! As always, AO3 link (https://archiveofourown.org/works/60810307) ----------------------------------------------------------------

The bonfire was well underway when the trio crested the hill shadowing the abandoned amphitheater. It had long since been converted into a thriving hang-out spot for counselors not on nighttime duty. Hunk carried a cooler stuffed to the brim with s’mores supplies concealed from the prying eyes of campers. Lance, arms still jello-y from the tug-of-war game hours ago, carried two thick blankets to keep them warm once the night’s chill sank into a freeze. Pidge, naturally, brought nothing but themself.

As they made their way down the hill, music greeted them before their friends did. Some upbeat pop song blasted indistinctly from a static-filled radio. They were too far up the mountains to get a clear signal from any decent stations, but there was something about the garbled, fuzzy-sounding pop music that made Lance feel like he was in an 80s summer camp movie. Ideally without the crazed serial killer on the loose.

Hunk’s lips split into a wide grin at the sight of Shay, who was waiting awkwardly by the snack station for him. The usual chips and cookies were spread out on some blankets, the fruits of a recent canteen raid. Hunk turned to his friends, eyes shining with excitement as he gave a quick, “See ya,” and lumbered off towards his girlfriend.

Lance and Pidge beelined for their usual log bench in the opposite direction. It was tucked just far enough in the shadows that they weren’t in the midst of the party, but close enough to still feel the warmth of the crackling fire. Pidge dropped into their seat, hands buried in their pockets, already looking bored. Lance deposited the blankets and made his way over to Nyma, one of the archery instructors, and the usual plug for any contraband listed in the camp rules. Her long blonde hair draped over her shoulder as she passed out cans to the small crowd around her.

“Anything good?” He asked as he approached. He flashed a smile and a small wave to Carleigh and Samantha, two of the arts and crafts instructors as they passed by.

Nyma’s head was still ducked when she spoke, rummaging around in what sounded like a sea of water inside her cooler. “Could only get beer this time, the cheap kind at that, and the ice bag decided to rip on the way back.” The irritation in her voice warned Lance to keep his mouth shut but he grimaced while she wasn’t looking. “So not only was there a huge mess in my car,” she continued, giving a sardonic smile while meeting Lance’s eyes, “but the beer is pretty lukewarm. Take it or leave it.” Lance sighed, accepting the two cans she offered before shuffling back to his seat.

Pidge was burrowed into a blanket when he arrived, legs tucked into the warm cocoon they’d created. They were always cold, regardless of the weather. Even now, with the warm vestiges of the day hanging around, Pidge was less than pleased with the temperatures. Lance rolled his eyes at the sight, settling down next to them, using his blanket as a cushion to make the log bench slightly more comfortable. It wasn’t until he was seated that Lance cracked open his first beer.

Nyma wasn’t lying about it being lukewarm, but alcohol was alcohol. With how long this week had been, Lance had been looking forward to the light buzz that Saturday night bonfires usually brought.

He watched as the last of the crowd trickled in, either filling up the remaining benches or spreading out on the ground. Carver, the canoeing instructor Lance was frequently stuck on lifeguard duty with, brought his guitar. Lance doubted he would play it. He wasn’t even sure Carver knew how to. It sat abandoned on the blanket next to him as he spoke animatedly to a group of female counselors. He was about 70% certain that Carver only had the thing to pick up girls. Aside from the unused guitar, Carver’s best assets were his nice hair and dimpled smile. Even that paled in comparison to the Shirogane brothers.

Shiro was, to most, the hottest counselor at camp. With his broad shoulders, deep voice, and easy laugh, it wasn’t hard to understand why. Before the end of the first week, he had half the counselors vying for his attention. Even Coran, the eccentric camp director, loved the guy. When he developed a fast friendship with the head counselor Allura, it made sense that they would become something more. So it was a complete shock to see Shiro show up to the first organized bonfire hand in hand with Curtis. Two months in and they’re still inseparable.

On the other hand, Keith was the gloomy and brooding shadow that stuck close to his brother. He had such a surly attitude. His sharp eyes and even sharper words could cut down just about anyone. Most were too hesitant to approach him, not that Keith even seemed to mind. Surprisingly, despite the negative aura he gave off, Lance had never heard anything bad about him. Lance was pretty positive that he was the only one that had anything against the guy. Occasionally, he would look up to see Keith glowering at him from afar. Despite this, Keith, whose harsh way of speaking seemed to be reserved only for Lance and the other counselors, had no problems speaking gently with campers. In fact, Keith was great with the kids. Particularly those who came to camp too anxious or too timid to join the herd during the first few days.

Plenty of people were attracted to Keith solely for his looks. With his pouty lips, pretty face, and well-toned body, it wasn’t hard to understand why. Even with all the obvious pining from others, Keith remained unattached. It was a joke around camp that people came in single, hoping to leave taken, but Lance wasn’t too sure Keith was the type.

Not that Lance really knew Keith or his type. For all he knew, Keith wasn’t even into dating. He always seemed too unbothered to care about things like that. Maybe Keith just preferred hookups. Nothing wrong with that. It wasn’t Lance’s business what Keith preferred. Definitely not. Why should he care about who Keith found attractive or worthy of his attention? Lance certainly didn’t want Keith’s dark, piercing gaze locked on him; didn’t want to feel the jolt of adrenaline or the warmth that spiked inside of him whenever their eyes met. He absolutely did not still remember the sensation of Keith’s warm, calloused hands gripping his body…

Lance ducked his head, heat blooming across his cheeks and down his neck. The memory of Keith gazing down at him, the feel of their bodies pressed together after their fall earlier, sent a shiver down his spine. He rubbed the back of his neck, messaging away the jittery feeling the memory left him with.

Pidge bumped his arm, drawing him from his daze. “Lance,” Pidge hissed, looking past him to something on Lance’s right. He followed their gaze and froze. His pulse stuttered in beat with the hiccup that burst out of him. He barely had the bandwidth to register his embarrassment because, clad in black sweats and a red hoodie, looking more like an Abercrombie model than a rugged camp counselor, Keith stood at the foot of their bench appearing vaguely uncomfortable. He was frowning at Lance, probably wondering how someone could seem so ridiculous. This time, when Pidged jabbed their elbow, it struck Lance in the ribs. He bit back a wince.

“Dude, he’s talking to you,” they hissed into his ear, eyes darting quickly between Lance and the man standing before them. His mouth was dry and his face felt hot. He took a sip of beer, the bitter taste making him choke.

“Sorry, what?” he spluttered. He had hoped to use it as a means of stalling. Now he just looked like an idiot. Keith dug his hands into his pockets, gaze flittering over to the bonfire before returning to Lance.

“I asked if I could sit…here?” Keith asked uncertainly. His gaze dropped to the can in Lance’s hand, lingering as a frown tipped the corners of his lips downwards. “Where did the beer come from?” Lance squinted at Keith, waiting for the joke to land. When silence followed and Keith’s inquisitive gaze drifted back up to Lance’s face, he realized it wasn’t going to happen.

“Uh, Nyma?” He replied, jutting his chin in the direction of the blonde who sat, feet propped up on the cooler. “She’s the one that usually supplies the alcohol,” Lance added, watching as Keith glanced over his shoulder, eyes roaming the crowd blindly. It dawned on Lance that he couldn’t think of the last time he’d seen Keith at one of these events. Hell, did he even know who Nyma was? “The blonde girl over there,” Lance supplied, pointing in her direction.

“She gets discounts because her cousin works at the liquor store at the bottom of the mountain or something,” Pidge chimed in. “Plus, she has a car. So she just takes trips down there with the excuse that she’s visiting family.”

“Or something like that,” Lance agreed with a shrug. To be honest, he had heard Nyma’s excuse to leave camp change at least three times. It didn’t matter to him who she was meeting or why, as long as she was supplying the alcohol.

“Oh,” Keith said. He cleared his throat, turning to look back to where Nyma reclined. “Just over there?” Lance nodded, brows puckering at Keith’s odd behavior.

“Cool,” Keith mumbled, his trademark scowl drifting into place. He turned on his heel and stalked off without another word. Lance met Pidge’s gaze, their faces pinched, eyes narrowed, in the perfect mirror image of confusion. They held the expression mere seconds before breaking form, dissolving into snorts of laughter.

“What was that about?” He asked, bewilderment extending the laughter bubbling out of him.

Pidge lifted a shoulder in a shrug, quieting as they pursed their lips in thought. “No clue, but that was awkward as hell.” They grunted something else, too quiet for Lance to hear, before ducking their head to fiddle with something in their lap. A soft glow illuminated their face. He hadn’t seen Pidge grab their Game Boy but was unsurprised to see it. Pidge had brought a plethora of gaming devices with them. They usually had at least one on them at any given moment; today’s game was Kirby-related. Lance bit back a question about the game, remembering the look of scorn Pidge had given him the last time he’d asked. How was he supposed to know what Pokémon was?

Choosing to ignore the topic altogether, Lance took another sip of his beer while his gaze wandered across the gathering in front of them. Hunk had not only unloaded his haul for the masses to devour but was likely in the middle of giving a passionate s’mores spiel, similar to the one Lance had heard days earlier. Lance could hear the excited rise of his friend’s voice every time he started explaining different methods to try, his hands waving exaggeratedly to emphasize each point. “Have you tried it with peanut butter? What about putting a Reeses on instead of chocolate? Personally, I like it sandwiched between two Oreos but I saw someone put them on rice krispies and I really want to try that.” The guy could talk about food for days.

Lance downed the last dregs of his first beer and was cracking open the second when someone settled into the seat next to him.

He jumped, whipping around to see Keith seated in the spot next to him, brows furrowed and lips pressed into a thin line, almost curling into his mouth. Lance had no idea what had happened since Keith had left, but based on the slight flush dusting his pale cheeks and the Cheshire grin Nyma had, he decided he didn’t want to know.

“Uh, hi?” Lance said, drawing Keith’s gaze to him. Keith’s dark eyes made the slight buzz in Lance’s head intensify. He licked his lips nervously, tasting beer and possibly sweat on his tongue.

“It’s still okay that I sit here, right?” Keith asked abruptly, mercifully saving Lance from having to think of something more to say.

“I mean, you already are,” Lance pointed out, a smile twitching on his lips despite himself. Keith looked almost sheepish as he ducked his head, the very tip of his ear reddening. Lance didn’t know why it made him feel giddy, his stomach a whirl of fluttering anxiety in the best of ways, but it did.

“Yeah, but you didn’t say yes when I asked earlier. So I just wanted to be sure.”

“You can,” Lance allowed, voice so soft it was nearly a whisper. Keith hesitated for a moment but bobbed his head, dropping his gaze down to where his long fingers were toying with the pull tab on his can. Lance’s mind whirled, ping-ponging between trying to come up with conversational topics to ask Keith and wondering why the hell Keith was sitting here of all places. Shiro, his usual companion, was seated across the way, arm curled around Curtis’s shoulders.

“You okay?” Lance felt his cheeks burn as he faced Keith, who was peering at him with an odd expression.

“Sorry,” he mumbled.

Lance had meant the apology for what it was. A “sorry” for being so weird. “Sorry” for acting like he didn’t know how to be a normal person in a standard interaction. “Sorry” for feeling like he either wanted to jump out of his skin and bolt or stay and revel in the faint warmth radiating off of Keith. Not to mention, Keith smelt good. Like cedar and smoke.

Or maybe that was the fire. Lance hoped it was.

But Keith had interpreted Lance’s “sorry” as more of a “come again?” He cleared his throat and started again.

“Earlier I uh, fell on you. I was just wondering if you were okay. I wasn’t able to ask sooner because,” Keith turned to shoot a glare in the general direction of his brother, “of Shiro. I wasn’t able to apologize after the game ended.” Lance’s face reddened at the memory. Keith hovering over him, his voice in Lance’s ear, Keith’s eyes locked on him. Lance’s skin tingled, a warm flush waving over him as his stomach fluttered with a feeling Lance wished was foreign to him.

A crush. Lance had a crush on Keith. Fuck.

“Fine,” Lance wheezed out. “I’m fine. It wasn’t too bad. Sure, you’re a lot heavier than you look but it wasn’t anything I couldn’t handle,” Lance rambled, screaming internally at the words flowing out of his mouth. Why couldn’t he stop talking?

“Am I?” Keith muttered, jaw tensing and brows furrowing. “Good thing you’re so strong that you can handle my weight.” His tone carried a sharp, sarcastic edge that Lance was familiar with. Lance wanted to kick himself; him and his stupid mouth.

“I think Hunk is calling us over,” Pidge announced, jumping to their feet abruptly. “I’m gonna go grab a s’more.” Before Lance could even protest, Pidge was speeding away. Their blanket trailed like a cape as they bolted towards the bonfire and Hunk’s figure, whose back was turned away from them.

“You don’t even like marshmallows!” Lance shouted after them. There was a snort of laughter to his left. Keith was silently shaking his head, a small grin splitting his lips.

“Even Pidge has had enough of us,” he snickered. “Personally, I think this is a new record for you and me.” Keith turned to face Lance and bam. There were the butterflies again. You and I. Lance licked his lips, stalling for time as he processed what was just said.

“Record?” He croaked out.

“Yeah,” Keith nodded, something akin to amusement lightening his expression. “For the least amount of arguments. Been a whole day and you’ve barely started shit. Well, minus the part where you just called me fat.” Lance felt his face turn a new shade of red, his body freezing in horror, an apology on the tip of his tongue. “Must’ve been all that ‘bonding time’ we had earlier today.” It took Lance a moment to realize that Keith was teasing him. He opened his mouth but nothing came out. His breath caught in his throat as he gazed at the man beside him.

Firelight flickered across Keith’s face, shadows dancing around his features. The flames sparkled in his dark eyes, making them glow faintly as his smile softened his stony expression. Lance felt himself leaning closer, just a fraction. Maybe Keith noticed, maybe he didn’t. But he felt Keith press slightly closer as well, his smile fading but the softness remaining.

“Bonding time,” Lance whispered, finally finding his voice. “Definitely not. You call crushing me into the ground bonding time?” Keith’s lips twitched upwards.

“Surely I didn’t crush you. Since you said yourself that you’re so ‘strong’ and all that.” Keith raised his beer can to his lips, eyes locked on Lance’s as he sipped. He licked the residue off his upper lip, his tongue skimming across his full lips. Keith quirked an eyebrow at Lance, “Right, tough guy?”

Heart stuttering, Lance turned away from the other man. His hands shook as he raised his own can to his lips and downed the remains. His skin hummed from where their knees touched, their shared heat keeping him warm as the summer night cooled into a soft chill. His body was abuzz from the alcohol, his intoxication mixing with his nerves, causing his whole body to thrum with excitement.

Keith’s deep purple eyes rooted him in place, neither of them moving for what felt like minutes. A loud pop from the bonfire - probably due to some idiot throwing firecrackers inside again, made them jump, each spinning away in opposite directions. There were shrieks of laughter and someone shouted a name that Lance could barely hear over the pounding of his startled heart.

Lance inhaled deeply, drawing in the scent of the bonfire and Keith, sweet and smokey on his tongue, as he attempted to gather his thoughts and slow his wild pulse. Another pop had him grasping for something to hold on to in his fright. His hand wrapped around something warm and soft. Keith’s hand went still in his grip. Lance froze, waiting a beat too long to remove his hand. If he did so now, it would look weird, wouldn’t it? But wouldn’t it also look weird to keep holding his hand?

Keith’s hand, cool compared to Lance’s clammy palm, eased ever so slightly. Their hands slotted together like two puzzle pieces nestling into place. Lance’s chest tensed, too scared to make any movements, however slight, in the off chance it would scare Keith off. He burned scarlet at the thought of Keith feeling the intensity of his pulse through their joined hands.

Lance pulled back first, clenching his fingers in his lap in mortification.

In the corner of his eye, he swore he could see the ever so slight lift of Keith’s lips. His ears tinted a faint pink in the gloom of the summer evening. Lance released a shaky breath, his mind scrabbling to collect his thoughts. He turned away, hiding his faint smile behind a trembling hand. His palm tingled from the memory of Keith’s grasp and he could still feel the heat of Keith’s body where their knees still touched.

[leenfiend]

Kissing you on the mouth for your Lance son of Hermes take. I didn't even really have an opinion before but after reading your post I'm immediately sold and so invested in the au

Do you have ideas on what the other characters godly parents would be? Hunk with Hephaestus makes sense to me, and I'm a fan of Keith son of Ares (learning to accept his godly dad could match with his arc about accepting he's part galra, a supposedly evil/violent side of him, + the anger and fighting skills), but not sure about the others...

hello!!! I'm glad you see the vision hehe. I actually sent many a paragraph to heynhay about this only yesterday. I was firmly on the son of Ares Keith headcanon but then... someone reblogged my post saying Keith son of Zeus (I think it was @pidges-lost-robot and i was like WAAAAIT.

Okay so here's my many many paragraphs explaining headcanons for each. Shiro son of Zeus: Okay so in my head Shiro & Keith are both sons of Zeus but for very different reasons. They're like Thalia vs Jason types. Shiro is a great leader, he's ambitious, he's brave, he's a legend. His dad is so proud. He's been on like 20 quests and absolutely demolished all of them. All the kids in camp know he's So Cool and Talented. He can be hot headed sometimes but ultimately he's really adept at setting aside his feelings for the Greater Good etc. Ideal hero type and ideal son to the big guy upstairs. Keith son of Zeus: Keith is all the bad traits of Zeus (sorry to him). He's got a short temper, he's impulsive, he's closed off. He's a prodigy without meaning to be. Everyone pays attention to him but (despite what Lance thinks) it's because they think he's a freak, he's not a big three kid the way you're Supposed To Be. And he doesn't want to be a leader. This really rubs Zeus the wrong way. Keith would rather disappear into the ranks of his fellow campers than be the star of the show and that goes against everything children of Zeus are supposed to be. His dad definitely refuses to claim him for a long time which makes Keith just some weird really powerful kid who doesn't know who his godly parent is. Luckily Shiro takes him under his wing : )) (too bad Shiro doesn't come back from his latest quest tho, no one knows where he went off to and Chiron doesn't want to send out a quest because if something kept Shiro The Legend from coming back to camp it must be really bad). Hunk son of Aphrodite: ANOTHER ONE I'M FIRM ABOUT. I think Hunk's defining characteristic is his love for his friends. Hunk is always looking for peaceful ways to solve problems, he's always forming relationships with people before doing anything else, he really values giving love to those around him. It also doesn't hurt that he's kind of squeamish and particular about a lot of things, as a lot of Aphrodite's children are. But I really think his greatest strengths are the ways he's able to relate to others. I know a lot of people say Lance is the glue that holds everyone together, but I think it's Hunk. I know the fanon is that Aphrodite's kids are all just big flirts but I think both Selena and Piper are great examples that that's not true, and Hunk would absolutely be their brother. Pidge daughter of Hephaestus: I've seen some people saying Athena for Pidge but that's another one where I just can't get behind it. Pidge is so smart in so many ways but so stupid in others. She's too impulsive and single minded to be a daughter of Athena, imo. Her main love is figuring out how things work, what makes them tick, and using that knowledge to help those she loves. Children of Hephaestus are know to hold grudges, fight for their families, and let's not forget Hephaestus spending literally all of his free time trying to play pranks on the other Gods with his little contraptions like that is all Pidge would do all day long. Plus she befriends a robot and that is who she talks to for the first like 3 episodes of Voltron that is so unbelievably child of Hephaestus energy. Anyway thank u for asking this question I've been thinking on it for days. I am also open to the idea of Shiro being a son of Athena, I think that would suit him well. And also in my head I like to think Keith would potentially just remain unclaimed until he stomped his way to Mount Olympus and forced whoever was his parent to fess up.

[veryace-ficrecs]

looking for voltron (legendary defenders) found family or klance, i love some good banter. i’m also always up for some good angst but no pressure there

I can sure do that for you!

Voltron Fic Recs

This Is The Part Of Me (That You're Never Gonna Ever Take Away) by negativefouriq - Rated T

Lance finishes reading the file, then turns to face Shiro. Shiro braces himself for an onslaught of questions, and readies himself to message Coran — “Is this your way of quietly kicking me off Voltron?” — and freezes. Huh? “Pardon?” Lance swallows roughly, eyes trained on his fidgety hands. “Um, I asked if this is your way of kicking me off the team,” Lance repeats. Shiro has never felt more like his brain was completely empty, because he has no fucking clue what to say. --- OR: Shiro and Lance have a misunderstanding. But Shiro wants nothing except for his kids to be happy, so he clears things up as quickly as possible.

Singularity by this_book_has_been_loved - Rated T

AU where instead of landing in the trash nebula, Pidge finds herself on the same planet as a certain Galra prison camp

The Lost Paladin by dinosuns - Rated T

If he doesn’t leave, all of him will be reduced to cinders. But if he leaves, all of him will be undone. A course that he will choose to chart, no matter how it breaks his heart. It’s a battle that cannot be won. - Their names burn inside him, seared onto his soul. Black coal sits in the centre of his chest, fuelling a fire that was soon to be smothered by the very people that set it ablaze.

Bad Diagnosis by ElfGrove - Rated T

Pidge has been having bad headaches for nearly a week straight, so she decides to see if the infirmary has some sort of Altean Advil. The actual news is not so great.

Tag in, tag out by Rangergirl3 - Rated T

When a teammate is in danger, Keith doesn't stand by when there is something he can do to help - even if it might cost him his life.

Family Can Be 2 Aliens and 5 Ex-Paladins by Lilacs_and_the_sea - Rated G

The war is over, and everyone's back home with their family. Everyone except Keith.

i'm family? by seph_bites - Rated T

“You were right when you said I shouldn’t be leader. All of you were right and Shiro was wrong. I can’t be what you guys need,” he said quietly. “No,” Hunk said defiantly. “You’re the one who’s wrong. Because you’ve been there for us. You didn’t want to be the leader of Voltron but you did it anyway. For us.” “And I almost got all of you killed in the process! Look, once Shiro can pilot Black again, what would I stay for?” “Us! You’re supposed to say us, you asshole!”

A Family By Any Other Name by Calacious - Rated T

Lance and Keith discover a lone survivor on a planet whose inhabitants have been wiped out by a virus brought to them by a visitor from another universe.

the perfect pair by polypinneaple - Rated T

“Don’t– you know it’s not different Shiro, Pidge and I work just as much if not more and what, they can just skip practice today because they’re homesick, or what, tired? This is a war!” “If they can’t pull their weight then maybe they shouldn’t be here. No! I don’t want to hear it, I’m going to go train.” ••• Hunk wasn’t an angry guy, he wasn’t short tempered or easily poked. But something about the way Keith spoke about Lance made him furious, he didn’t care what these people thought about him, but his Lance? Hunk would go to war and die fighting if it meant Lance was happy. AKA Lance and Hunk deal with feeling like outsiders to Team Voltron during their first few weeks in, it doesn't go well.

It's Okay by TerrificTea - Not Rated

It was supposed to be a simple intel mission. In and out. Simple right? But this is Voltron, and now Lance and Pidge are trapped after an explosion, leaving Pidge concussed, confused and with a rapidly growing concern for her teammate.

Voltron Means Family, And Family Means No One Gets Left Behind by Spazzcat - Rated G

Five times the merchant vessel Castle of Lions gained a new crew member, and one time they all refused to leave.

Family, Then and Now by NightPurity - Rated G

Hunk likes to bake, but sometimes, his thoughts get a tight hook into him and start to pull him down. Coran, he happens to stumble upon a hurting Hunk. Sometimes, it hurts thinking about those you've lost, but also, it helps to talk about it. Of course, hope can help keep you afloat.

[wildglitch]

Heres 25 fics I really wanna write but havent gotten around to yet

For those that wanna know before reading the list, the fandoms include are

Marvel, Spider-Man, Loki, DCU, Batman, Justice League, Pokemon, Shazam/Captain Marvel, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtels (The Last Ronin), Danny Phantom, Sonic the Hedgehog, Voltron, Gravity Falls, Over The Garden Wall, RWBY, Camp Camp, Rise Of The Guardiens, Star Wars (Rebels), Miraculos Ladybug and Chat Nori, Ninjago, How to Train Your Dragon, Final Space, My Hero Academia.

Thats one long list of fandoms-

I swear its not a big ass crossover fic with all these fandoms.

The rest of the Wiz! Fics. Though one of them is almost done

Winter dad fic. Peter is dealing, Bucky dosent remember him, but the solder definetly does.

Parksborn fic post NWH. Peter and Harry meet at collage and become roommates (this was canon for like a day lol) Harry has issues, Peter has more.

Parent Loki and Son Jack frost. I love the concept and already have some plot planned out

Billy Batson has somehow been the child host of Whiz radio for about 70 years

The Last Ronin Time Travel fic

Dadow time travel fic. A few fics continuing my first dadow fic starting with Silver in the future and present, and later on future shadow goes to the past. Its a lit if feels

Sonic was raised by egg man. No one knows this

5 times Sonic confused people by acting like tails dad, and the the on time tails suprised them by acting like his son

Babysitter James. Basically, the geovani is Ash's dad theory + What if team rocket are juat there to look after Ash theory. He takes him in, James becomes one of the best in team rocket, and as a sign of trust, he makes him be his newborns babysitter.

Back to Jack Frost, A fic following his time alone and time people he meet

Dead On Main fic were Jason despretly tries to keep his ghost boyfriend away from his family

Rosegarden Fic where Ruby and Oscar are childhood summer friends who lost contact.

Ezra time travel fic because Im obssesed with them

Skybridge fic taking place during Twin Suns because Im also obsesed with those fics

Dadvid fic. David Adopts Max and the 2 of them are trying to find a new normal

Pinecone lost in the woods fic.

MLB fix-It. Cat becomes a night time vigilante as a way to deal with the stress, lower class people become more fond of him.

Klance fic. Congratulations, you got through 15 fics before Klance appeared. Ex's au, Lance dose hate Keith foe a reason, they used to date. No one knows about this and think their just being stupid

Httyd fic where toothless wasnt discoverd in the first movie.

Final Space fic were Little Cato deals with the trauma if spending so many years alone.

Ninjago Kai fic for the Time he spent alone. I have talked about this before I think

RodyDeku reunion fic.

Nightguard Denki au. A Fnaf x Mha fic

Rai: The Phantom Theif of hero society. My TodoKami fic I have been trying to write since 2022

Thats the List. If your curiouse about any of these or just wanna bug me into finally writing them, let me know in my ask box.

[badsongpetey]

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7

The Water Guardian (aka Cryptid Keith AU) Part 8

And so Lance falls into an easy pattern with his new cryptid friend. Every week he brings books to an eagerly awaiting Keith, and steadily the conversations between them become less and less strained. Lance has discovered that he and Keith share similar tastes. Keith loves graphic novels, and in addition to adventure and fantasy stories, has a penchant for horror. The scary monster in the haunted waterfall loves horror, go figure.

Lance would be lying if he hadn’t hoped to get Keith to open up more about his mysterious past, because what’s the fun of having a supernatural friend without learning his cosmic secrets, right? But as the weeks turn to months, Keith remains as reluctant as ever to broach the subject. And strangely, Lance finds himself minding less and less.

Keith, contrary to first impressions, is actually funny. Okay, his sense of humor is definitely an acquired taste, but it’s there, and he frequently has Lance laughing out loud. And stranger still, Keith is just fun to hang out with. He’s smart, and creative, and passionate about the things he cares for. Sure, he’s still stubborn and annoying and almost ridiculously oblivious at times, but in a ways that challenge Lance to be better instead of frustrating him.

Introducing Keith to more modern stories has also opened up a world of questions for the dragon. Every week he hounds Lance for answers: What’s the internet? What’s a TV show? And why do people binge eat them on streams? These are tough to answer as the area where Keith lives is the deadest of dead zones, a fact Lance attributes more to Keith himself than any feature of technology or geography.

In return for Lance’s knowledge, Keith shows him his world. Lance learns secrets of the forest; meets a host of wild animals — some friendlier than others, stupid chipmunks; and is dazzled with dragon magic tricks.

They swim, and hike, and make up stupid challenges to see who can best the other. He even hatches a scheme to camp out and surprise Keith with his first ever movie night. Keith’s face, transfixed as he watches some of Lance’s favorite flicks on his laptop, is something Lance finds far more compelling than the movies themselves. Somewhere along the line, without being fully aware of it, Lance realizes that Keith has gone from being a friend in name only, to one of his best friends.

And speaking of best friends, it crosses his mind more than once that he’s never invited them to come visit Keith. Hunk really should get to meet the dragon he thought was going to eat them, he knows Hunk and Keith would be good friends. And Pidge would be maniacal with glee over the discovery of a whole new species. On second thought, maybe keeping Pidge away is for the best. Keith might actually be forced to eat them in self defense.

Lance tells himself that he’ll introduce them when the time is right, but truth is, he likes having Keith’s friendship to himself. And he tries his best to ignore the weird little flutter thing that his heart does when Keith comes bounding out of the woods like an excited puppy to greet him. Who wouldn’t be excited to have a magical being for a secret friend, right? Of course right, there’s no other explanation.

“Are there any other dragons?” Lance asks one afternoon as they lay sunning themselves on the warm rocks after a swim.

When he’s met with silence, he looks over at Keith unmoving on the rocks beside to him.

“I was just thinking, you know, there must be more dragons out there, besides you and your parents. Maybe, you’ve run into them?” Lance elaborates.

Keith is still quiet, and Lance is about to chalk this one up to things they don’t talk about when…

“I don’t know. I’ve never left my waters.”

Lance sits up. “You’ve never left?” He asks incredulously. “Not once in a century? You’ve just been here all alone?”

Keith is sitting now too, and his brow furrows in response.

“Look,” Lance sighs, “I know there are things you don’t want to discuss, but… I dunno, I worry about you, here all alone.”

“I’m not alone, I have you.”

“And I’m incredible, I know. I mean, you’re not gonna find better than me, human or dragon, that’s a given.” Lance replies over the soft sound of Keith’s scoffs. “But I’m still just one guy, and, well, aren’t you curious? At all?”

Keith frowns and looks away, his established way of shutting down a conversation.

Lance huffs in frustration. “Keith, part of being friends is talking about stuff. Friends talk. They care about each other and help each other, and trust each other. I’m just hoping that maybe you trust me.”

Lance stares at the back of Keith’s head and wonders if he just ruined a friendship and not merely a perfectly nice afternoon. But he’s reached a point with Keith where he wants more. He can’t keep walking on eggshells whenever the subject of Keith’s past comes up, and he’s at a loss about what else he can do.

“My mom, before she… passed… she made me promise to never leave here. To never look for any others. She said it was too dangerous. And it’s been hard, but it was the only thing she asked of me.” Keith’s voice quavers as he replies.

“Keith, I… I’m so sorry, but she couldn’t have wanted you to be all alone for so long…”

“You don’t understand!” Keith snaps, turning around, eyes filling with tears, cutting Lance off mid-sentence.

“Dragons don’t just take care of a body of water, we’re bound to it. A water dragon cannot be, cannot exist, without this bond. My mom came here when she was still pregnant with me. She never told me where she’d come from, only that she came here to protect me. Her magic was strong and she was able to sever her old bond and forge a new one here.”

Lance sits slack-jawed and stunned as the story comes pouring out of Keith.

“Normally, when a young dragon comes of age they find their own place, their own bond. But, I couldn’t go…” Keith hiccups out a sob, “I couldn’t leave, and she couldn’t leave, and… and… she gave her bond to me. She gave it up so I could live. And she… she…”

Keith’s voice breaks as he cries and Lance is moving before he even decides to. He wraps himself around his friend and Keith just collapses in his arms, releasing a grief held for longer than Lance can imagine.

“I’m here now.” He whispers into Keith’s hair. “I’m here and I won’t let you be alone ever again.” He promises. And Lance never breaks a promise.

[atlasarcana]

radio waves 🎶

“Talk about a first kiss,” Matt laughs, voice husky. He’s tilted his head back in reverie, exposing the sheen on the hollow of his faintly bobbing throat. Shiro suddenly feels as though he’s started traveling at the speed of light. As though he’s back in his room on a now-cannibalized shuttle, Matt between his legs, tinny music coming through the radio at his belt. “Your memory’s better than mine,” he says. His throat feels thick. Neither of them are dancing anymore.

— Shiro and Matt had something romantic and undefined on the Kerberos mission, but after enduring Galra slave camps, the gladiatorial arena, and forced amputation, rebel Matt reunites with Pidge and Shiro as a completely new man. Shiro takes the time to learn how much Matt has and hasn’t changed, and vice versa, as they rebuild something new together.

Chapter: 5/5 (COMPLETE)

Rating: E Fandom: Voltron: Legendary Defender Ship: Matt Holt/Shiro Word Count: 26,568 Tags: Canon Divergence, Matt has Galra prosthetics AU, Vignettes, Relationship Study, Character Study, Sparring, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Angst and Fluff.

Content warnings for the fic are described in the tags and elaborated in the Author’s Note.

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[uniquecellest]

More Adashi AU

- Adam talks to Shiro while Shiro pilots the Atlas, Adam says some words that feel like a goodbye and Shiro calls out to him. He thinks Adam is dead (Adam was able to evacuate his plane before it crashed with the Galra)

- Upon hearing that the Galra are coming, Shiro and Adam argue over Adam being involved

- Once the quartet of Matt, Adam, Shiro, and Keith are reunited Matt and Keith hound Shiro like annoying brothers for leaving Adam and Keith behind

- Adam saying the words "we're going to get you to the medbay and once you're all healed up we're going to have a sparring match where I throw you around like a rag doll" / "don't ever worry me like that again. I don't know if I can ever take a loss like that again"

-Adam infiltrates Galra forces and travels with them in space. Shiro can't believe what he sees when he thinks Adam is willingly working with Galra

-with Kerberos being considered a bust bc of "pilot error" The Garrison wants to send others into space to retrieve the Kerberos crew. Voltron crew finds Adam's ship just floating in space with no life force seeming to be inside. They investigate to find Adam on the floor and alone. Turns out there's barely enough oxygen for even a new born let alone a grown adult (bonus if Adam's ship was hit with quintessence); Shiro refuses to leaves Adam's side while he's in the healing pod

-Adam somehow being used to help power the Galras main ship that attacked earth like some Alteans were

-They never confessed their feelings so when Shiro is determined to go on Kerberos Adam just sits with his feelings and waits; both thinking they've missed their chance with the other (cue Matt, Keith and Pidge trying to get them together when they reunite)

-Soulmate/soul marks AU where Shiro and Adam do not meet until Shiro comes back from space

- (shout to Chibi-pix for this one) Adam is like a brother figure to Pidge which results in Keith and Pidge being siblings causing Iverson to lose his mind bc Keith and Pidge are Matt and Shiro 2.0s (Lord help him when an Adam 2.0 enters the picture); Adam and Shiro are blissfully aware of their siblings antics but act like they aren't

-Kuron goes to Earth and kidnaps Adam

-Shiro is forced to choose between Keith and Adam

- They start off as a one-sided rivalry until an incident forces them together and they start to get to know each other

-more patient Adam and reckless Shiro

-Adam joins the Blade of Marmora where he runs into Keith (Adam still thinks Shiro is dead) Adam is with him in the two years in the Abyss and reunites with Shiro when Keith returns to the Paladins

-Eros!Adam and Psyche!Shiro

-Teen Titans AU where Shiro is Cyborg and Adam is Bumblebee (points for Kuron being Brother Blood)

-Camp Half-Blood demigod Shiro and Camp Jupiter Half-Blood Adam

-Adam and Matt get buried alive and Shiro is a reck trying to find them (Adam) so they don't die

-Baker/Cook Adam and Shiro who can't boil water without setting it on fire

-Adam and Shiro swap roles (neither are dead though)

-Shiro and Adam meeting once when they were kids but not meeting again until they are older. Both remember but Adam acts like he doesn't recall it at all

-Both are cadets and one has a significant other while the other is pining hard (s/a with the significant other doesn't last long, significant other also happens to be mutuals with Adam and Shiro)

-Shiro trains and gets a bad bruise on his neck that everyone thinks is a hickey until Adam returns from a trip (cue Keith defending Shiro but the other Paladins and co think maybe Shiro cheated)

-Shiro confesses to Adam one night but acts like he doesn't remember it then he and Adam spiral in their feelings

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Here it is! My first weekly Friday Klance fic since I’m getting back to writing!

Though it’ll be more like every other week for the next little bit since I have my sister’s wedding next week and some camping trips and travel plans over the next couple of weeks!

Anyways, it’s also my first time writing a fic that actually takes place in their universe (although pretending the seasons past like season 2 or 3 don’t exist) vs my normal alternate universe fics! Let me know in the comments of the fic whether you guys generally read/write AUs or canon universe fics!

[jankwritten]

Hey for ur vld!pjo au id LOVE to know who pilots what Lion and why 👀👀👀

[Also ur initial post and the snippet u wrote have me !!!!!!!]

i Have SO MANY THOUGHTS on who pilots each lion and why.

I have 2 PJO/VLD crossovers already that are ~150 pages each, which I wrote while I was in high school. In one of them, Percy pilots Black, Jason pilots Blue, Leo pilots Green, Frank pilots Yellow, and Nico pilots red. I feel like that's a pretty basic line-up, TBH. In the other one, everything is the same except Jason and Percy are swapped.

I don't like those dynamics anymore, though, and I think there's some WAY more interesting stuff that can be done.

I think Annabeth should be Allura, right off the bat, though. NO matter what, that role fits her best, to me. She's the knowledgable princess who is the heart and center of this war, she is the reason there is a fight to be had in opposition at all. Without her, Camp Voltron doesn't exist.

Jason makes sense as Black paladin to me - the one who was always made to be the leader, pushed himself despite all the potential reasons not to (for Shiro, it being his illness. For Jason, it being a fundamental rift between who he actually is versus who the world thinks he should be). The one who wants to be a mentor and a helper for everyone, the one who gives everything to save the others. Shiro throwing himself into the ring as the Gladiator, the Champion, so Matt didn't have to? Exactly like Jason dying so Piper didn't have to. To me, that one is a no brainer.

The rest is where I get pretty iffy. I like Percy as Blue because, duh. But I think he would also be a good Red. He's impulsive, his plans aren't always thought out and usually he charges in knowing he has power to back him up, and nothing else. I wouldn't necessarily call him hot headed, but he definitely isn't the type to just roll over and accept whatever leadership tells him to do. This is the dude who snuck out of camp to go after quests, the dude who blew up a volcano, Percy as Red just makes sense to me.

I know Nico is usually slotted in as red because Keith, but I almost see Nico either as not a pilot at all, or as a Blade member gone AWOL. Maybe he tags along when the Earth crew goes after Jason because he knew Jason, Jason was the only human he trusted. It's not like at that point they would know that they'll be piloting the lions, right? Or, maybe Nico DOES know about the lions, but holds that information to himself, because he thinks that maybe, just maybe, he's finally found the people who can help him swing the war. Because that's how Nico is - he operates as a one-man army, trying to take everything into his hands, pull all of the strings.

I have a lot of different ideas for how Nico could go in a VLD crossover, TBH. He could be half Altean, half Galra, like Lotor. He could be a version of Coran's character. He could be the red paladin who inevitably leaves because he feels the team doesn't trust him, thinks he's a freak, the red paladin who doesn't come back. Reyna could be a Blade, maybe the one who saves Jason, the one who recognizes the Galra in Nico. There are so many options!

I almost like Frank in Coran's role, because he gets to be meek and timid to a point but also knowledgeable. Plus, I feel like canon PJO Frank didn't really love fighting? And I could see him-as-Coran having an interesting history 1) with Annabeth, he sees her as a friend and maybe even a sister, because they were raised together and all that and 2) Maybe he knew the Galra, and was friends with a lot of them before everything changed (thinking along the lines of, the Galra being the Romans. Like, Octavian as Sendak kind of thing. Some of the gods/goddesses being other high power Galra, like maybe some corrupted versions of Jupiter and Juno are Haggar and Zarkon. I DID just almost put Zoloft instead of Zarkon.)

I love Hazel as Green, which might be due to my recent fondness for the transfem!Pidge headcanon. I headcanon Hazel as being a trans woman ever since hockey AU. I also think that Hazel has an interesting connection with Jason (Romans) and Nico (siblings) like Pidge does to Shiro and Keith - even though they don't all exactly align, I still like the parallels. Pidge sees Shiro as an older brother - Hazel sees Jason as an older mentor figure who, in my HC, she becomes genuine friends with through Nico. And then, Pidge has a fondness for Keith because they canonically both feel like outcasts and whatnot, and, obviously, Hazel and Nico in canon are the underworld siblings together. There's some interesting stuff to be done with the whole, Hazel and Nico but also Nico and Bianca and all that.

Plus, if Hazel is part Galra too, then that means Nico doesn't have to be on Voltron, he could just be a Blade. Because we can have Hazel as the "omg we have a Traitor Among Us" and the camera pans over and it's 5 foot shit Hazel with a dagger and space buns.

Also Galra Hazel??? HEllo??? how has no one done this before I'm barking.

....omfg HAZEL as Red???? HELLO????

AS FOR YELLOW. I mean .Leo. come on. He's the comic relief, he's the mechanic, he's the fourth wall breaker and the one who eats all the weird shit and fantasizes about getting home so he can make and eat homemade meals. Y'know? Like, it just makes sense to me. Plus the we get the fun dynamic of a Lance-like character being in even LESS of a position of "power" in the team, because he's NOT the sharpshooter, he's NOT the second in command. He's just...Leo. The seventh wheel. He wants to be more but he doesn't know how.

Piper is another option for a bunch of roles, too. I could see her fitting in as Green, of course, but she could definitely also fit as, say, Coran's role, the role of one of the blades, maybe even as one of the reoccurring characters like Shay or Nyma. I think there could be a way to work Piper in as Red, but that would have to be in an AU where Jason Leo and Piper are The Main Trio, versus what I'm aiming for here with Annabeth Percy Nico and Jason being the main Group.

(My Jercabethico agenda lives on.)

I'm trying to think of other characters I would give important roles to. TBH I think any other remainders it would depend on the story - like, Luke could be Zarkon in some of these AUs, whereas in others he might be Lotor (misguided with a crazy mom and an absent/abusive father??? bro). And in some maybe he's Sendak, or he's his own insane antagonist that doesn't have anything to do with the original VLD bros.

And then there's like, the rest of the gods. Who are they, what are they doing? Hades and the other underworld Cast would absolutely be Blades or Galra of some flavor. But what about Aphrodite? or Poseidon? Are they perhaps the leaders of other planets?

(Does this give us the opportunity to make everybody aliens???)

SO ANYWAY. These are my word-vomit thoughts on VLDPJO crossover. They are subject to change and also I might immediately forget about all of this as soon as I hit post. But just know that right now I FULLY believe in this. Hell yeah.

[uninspireddreamsandwhims]

Summer Camp Klance Drabble

Another Klance fic I wrote a little while back. I have this idea for a bigger summer camp au but I don't have the motivation to write it all right now, so I wrote out one of the scenes I'd been thinking about.

Thanks for reading! Here's the AO3 link if you'd prefer to read it there: (https://archiveofourown.org/works/58880770) ______________________________________________

The one-hour block between lunch and the next scheduled activity was a sacred time. One meant for napping, reading, or hanging out by the lakeside with friends. The camp staff occasionally used the time to prep for upcoming activities or to work on admin duties - Lance’s least favorite task. God, he wished he was doing admin work right now.

Instead, Lance found himself in the middle of a battle field, his thoughts of a peaceful afternoon floating in the lake drowned out by the insanity surrounding him.

Kids were screaming and cheering, sand was spraying as bodies were dragged back and forth. Lance’s hands burned every time the rope slid across his sweaty palms, the invisible fibers digging into his skin. The sun was brutal, and the mid-afternoon summer heat was unbearable. Lance’s already flushed and sweaty skin felt hot and tight.

Pidge was somewhere on the sidelines, huddled under an umbrella, three layers of sunscreen, and burrowed into a hoodie to prevent another summer of peeling, sunburnt skin. Lance laughed at the thought but the sound was snatched away by the shrieks of, “Pull, pull, pull!” from those around him. His ears were ringing from their voices. Lance tightened his grip and gave another tug, the muscles in his arms aching and his hands cramping. But he powered through it. He dug his feet into the sand and leaned his body backward to help with momentum.

It was no use. While Lance’s side had more people, the other side had mostly older kids, in addition to Shiro and Hunk. Lance could see the muscles bulging in Shiro’s arms, shimmering with sweat, from across the pit. Carver was somewhere behind Lance, acting as the anchor for their side, but he was half Shiro’s size and couldn’t compare to Hunk, the anchor for the other team. Allura, the other instructor on Lance’s team, was a few people ahead of him, her body almost parallel to the ground as she pulled. A few of her cabin kids huddled around her, clinging to the rope in a futile act of support.

“Let’s go beast mode!” Carver bellowed from the back. Lance felt his arms begin to give, the phrase killing any desire he had left inside of him to try and win. Around him, other campers were groaning.

“You’re so old!” Someone shouted down the line. Lance snickered. In his distraction, the rope jerked in his hands and they all went stumbling forward, sand spraying into his face as bodies tumbled, jostling one another.

“Fucking Shiro,” Lance grumbled, spitting out the grit. Some of the younger campers had the idea to try and pin the rope beneath them, hoping to use their body weight to prevent the rope from being pulled further. They quickly realized why that wouldn’t work. Lance grimaced.

“Everyone get up! If we’re down it’s easier for them!” Lance grabbed the closest camper - Henry? Harry? - and pulled him to his feet. Some of the other kids started doing the same and it helped to hold down the line. It hardly seemed worth it, the knot in the center of the rope wiggled dangerously close to the other team’s goal line, but Lance would feel awful quitting now. He didn’t like disappointing the kids. 

Across the way, Lance caught Shiro’s eyes. Shiro grinned, annoyingly smug for someone with sweaty hair and a reddened face. He gave a small wave, face full of mischief, before grasping the rope with both hands and giving another massive tug.

Lance was going to kill Shiro.

Hands gripped the rope next to Lance’s, breaking up the momentum. Someone wedged between Lance and the camper behind him, their body hot and firm as Lance was jostled backward.

“Careful,” a rough voice said near to his ear. Lance jerked, recognizing the voice in an instant. Keith was on his left, his forearms flexing with the strain of holding the rope in place. “Shiro’s showing off,” Keith muttered, voice low but still close enough for Lance to hear. Lance’s eyes lingered a moment too long on Keith’s arms. “He’s being a pain,” Lance grumbled, voice drowned out by the shouts of encouragement from the younger campers as their side took back a few inches.

“That’s Shiro for ya,” Keith deadpanned. Lance hadn’t realized how close Keith was until Keith leaned back and, raising his voice to be heard among the cheers, shouted, “On three, everyone pull! One, two, three!”

If it had been any other event, Lance would have resented being bossed around by Keith. But he was tired, sore, and dying to wipe that smug look off Shiro’s face. Lance dug his feet into the sand once more and heaved, his body straining and his breath catching in his chest as he tugged on the rope until his limbs ached. The campers were doing the same, feet planted, bodies slanted, faces contorted in concentration as they pulled. And pulled. And pulled.

Keith was panting in Lance’s ear, quick hot bursts of air fanning his face, as he grunted, straining with all his might to tug the rope back as far as possible. Lance felt light-headed and fuzzy. Maybe it was the heat, maybe it was the exhaustion, but his pulse was racing and his head was beginning to swirl.

Mere seconds before his grip gave out, the line slacked. There was a brief moment where he felt weightless, the tension in his body holding him still. And then, all at once, they tumbled back like dominoes. Lance crashed into the sand, clenching his eyes against the spray and biting his lips shut to keep it out of his mouth. Someone landed on top of him, the weight making him groan. Whoever it was had Lance completely pinned.

Lance lay there, eyes still shut, body shaking as the adrenaline flooded out of him. His palms were throbbing but weirdly enough, he felt giddy. His chest trembled as he fought to contain his laughter. The weight on top of him lifted and the sun blazed against his shuttered eyes.

“You good?” A voice asked. Lance cracked his eyes open, squinting up at the figure above him. Keith was above Lance, his hair haloed by the gleam of the sun’s rays, their faces a few inches apart. It almost looked like a coronet. The laughter did finally bubble out of Lance, a small giggle at first before it built into something deeper. “Why are you laughing?” Keith asked, his voice lightening as he fought off the smile threatening his lips.

“Because,” Lance gasped. “Shiro was so…cocky about it. He was so smug,” Lance wheezed out another laugh. “I wish I could have seen his face when you joined our side.” Keith did smile then, a soft chuckle slipping out as he did so.

“Damn, I forgot to look.” Lance gazed up at him, taking in the way the sweat on his forehead made his hair stick to his face, his usually pale skin slightly tanned and a bright red. He wouldn’t be surprised if Keith got a sunburn after this. Lance’s eyes met Keith’s and for a moment he simply stared, absorbed in the deep grey of his eyes.

Feet pounded against the ground. In seconds, Keith was hauled up by his brother, Shiro, and enveloped in a headlock. His shirt was dark with sweat and stuck to his skin as he pressed Keith’s face against his body, a grin split across his face.  Keith let out a muffled yelp.

“Ugh, Shiro! What did you do, dunk yourself in the lake? Let me go!” Keith pushed against his brother’s chest, struggling to free himself from the brick wall of a man.

“What sort of blackmail did Pidge have on you that got you to join?” Shiro was saying to Keith, giving him a hearty shake that lifted Keith off the ground. Keith thrashed violently in his brother’s grip, but Shiro looked wholly unbothered by Keith’s efforts. Lance watched on with amusement, definitely not using the time to appreciate the full view of Keith’s ass clad in his denim cutoffs.

Feeling someone’s eyes on him, Lance glanced up to see Shiro shoot him a knowing wink that made Lance’s cheeks burn.

[zannolin]

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5. What’s a fic idea you’ve had that you will never write?

oh there's like a million of 'em. some AU ideas have actually jumped ship from fandom to fandom with me for years and have yet to be written, but there's been one or two like that which HAVE been written so never say never i guess. the one that i know for sure will never be a fic is my story about a boy who progressively loses his childhood ability to perform miracles, and that's because i'm writing it as original fiction instead. i have a horse summer camp for troubled youth au i have yet to write, also, and i had an idea for a single geraskier fic set in the witcher s1 where jaskier survives the djinn incident but loses his singing voice. i will probably also never write the cobra kai au where sam and johnny find themselves sent back in time to tkk3 sometime in s4. and i had this into the spider-verse au idea for byler i'm sure i won't write but like to pretend i will where in this universe, will is spider-man and there's no established byler, and mike from another universe is spider-man and in that universe, his will died as his uncle ben moment. you can see how that might go.

basically at any given time i have a million fic ideas for both my main special interest and for media you've never heard of or would never anticipate. btw. highlights include bendy and the ink machine, the 2003 film mona lisa smile, the fnaf silver eyes books, the 1983 film the man from snowy river, shazam, the last of us, the magnus archives, the wizard of oz books, life is strange, phantom of the opera, the new ghostbusters movies, and the cw shows superman & lois and nancy drew. i can pull fic ideas out of nowhere. it's a problem.

6. Are there any fics from others you reread all the time?

oh 100%. like all the time. when i'm in the thick of a special interest i will usually have one or two fics i obsessively reread (for example, autostereogram and there's daggers in men's smiles for tkkck; for stranger things rn it's love me on purpose, couples only, the way you love me, & you can hear it in the silence) but outside of that some that have stuck with me forever are parallelograms (the half of it), pins and needles (the magnus archives), crimson lips and the enchanted library series (my little pony; i KNOW and idc), anything in between (national treasure), the silent song (star wars), & ignorance is bliss (voltron). a range, as you can see. i contain multitudes.

fic writer asks!

[klance43v3r]

Title : Homesick at space camp

Words : 74,280

Status : 15/15

Personal rating : 7/10 (I’m personally not the biggest fan of canon au fics but if you are this one is really good)

Summary : Lance realizes he's been an asshole to Keith, and on a diplomatic mission to a key planet for the Voltron alliance he... overcompensates.