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» All things infinite by MemeKonVLD

The one where Lance is a Bisexual Intergalactic Flirt, and Keith discovers he has feelings about this.

» An Equitable Compromise by Barkour

It was all Keith’s fault that Lance kissed him.

» And All The Ticking Pieces by PastelClark 

Lance was… complicated. For all that Keith has slowly begun to figure out the others aboard the ship, Lance remains much of a mystery to him.

(Or, Keith tries putting himself in Lance’s shoes, and things go surprisingly Not Terribly afterwards.)

» Backhand by Raylou

“They have a weapons class taught by an arnis master. Lots of sticks, knives, and improvised weapons. I asked if she could perform a weapons form with a stool. She gave me a private show. It was lit.”

“On fire?”

» bouncing off exit signs by steelthighsvoideyes

This is the story of two absolute idiots who keep searching for what they’ve already found.

» Cactus by PinkHitman

When Keith moves from the desert in the middle of ass backwards nowhere, to plop in the middle of the big city, he doesn’t expect to instantly grow fond of the tall, endearing, jerk across the street. But it’s hard not to see roses when said person works in a flower shop.

» Damaged by CalicoThunder

Lance’s worst nightmare is realized when his father casts him out of the house for coming out as bi, and as a result, his mind and body end up running away from his control, and he knows he’s gonna lose it-

Until Keith fucking Kogane comes along, at midnight on a Friday.

» daytime star by draconicwyvern

Keith’s neighbor across the balcony is annoying. And not just annoying — Lance is get-on-your-nerves, make-you-want-to-punch-a-wall annoying. So when Lance announces he’s moving to Colorado, Keith finally feels as if the world is back to being just him and the night stars.

But things don’t go as planned: the paper airplanes, the scent of coffee at 1:00 a.m., the words inscribed on Keith’s neck, and the slow curl of a blue flame echoing in his chest. And maybe, just maybe —

— stars do exist in the day.

» eyes wide to you with wonder by aknightley

Keith doesn’t dislike his job, but he definitely dislikes Lance. Probably. Maybe.

» Full Disclosure by IntelligentAirhead

Keith is impulsive and straightforward when it comes to most things, and emotions are no exception. It’s no surprise, then, that when he realises that he might have developed a crush on Lance, he tries to tell him immediately.

» how much do you want it too by attemptsonwords

Keith is many things: dropout, orphan, pilot, defender of the universe, traveler in space. He’s also a human teenage boy, and even light years away from Earth, there are just some things he has to deal with as one.

That doesn’t make a crush on Lance any better though.

» If Fireflies Cast Shadows by Sasaina_Ai

Keith shadows Lance for a week and Lance tries to make the most out of it, but Keith is being difficult and Lance has his patience and sanity pushed to the limits.

» i’m riding higher than the sky and there is fire in every kiss by nikkiRA

Things Lance was expecting in his new roommate: probably a little lame, but in a good way. Like in a Hunk way. Normal sense of humour, but hopefully didn’t hate puns the way Hunk and Pidge did. Probably liked Dancing Queen and not much else.

Things Lance was not even remotely prepared for in his new roommate: Keith fucking Kogane.

» Misdialed by Sasaina_Ai

Lance didn’t know he’d be talking about conspiracy theories with an unknown number on a Tuesday night, until his phone went off at three in the morning.

» Not That Bad by varelsen

“Am I really going to have to explain this to you?”

“No, I’m totally fine with you shutting up right about now.”

Hunk cups his hands around his mouth. “You. Are crushing. On Keith.”

» Objects in Motion (When Unbalanced) by Mytay

Lance and Keith are constantly being mistaken for a couple. Lance is highly offended. Keith is quietly outraged.

Pidge decides if she can’t have peace, then she can write an epic scientific dissertation on the romantic failings of two exceptionally dense paladins.

» so calm, so cool (no lover’s fool) by keithlvnce

Here’s how it starts: Lance says “we are a good team,” grinning, and Keith’s heart skips a beat. But he chalks it off to adrenaline and brushes it off, places it away in his head as something to be looked at later, removed and observed like a specimen on a scientist’s lab table.

» Stormchasing by sinelanguage

Keith makes bad decision, Lance makes mistakes, and both of them are stuck together on a space pirate adventure neither of them asked for.

» sugar and peaches, frozen mangoes and grenadine by cattchi

it’s their last night on a rescued planet, and Lance is in Party Mode™ but Keith doesn’t want to dance

» These Stars Aren’t You by plumeriafairy14

It was a banter between rivals which ended up as a heartbreaking reality between lovers. Now all Keith has left was Lance’s old green jacket and his AI in the holo room.

» Thundercat by warschach

Lance lives in the woods and finds a jaguar who happens to be a really attractive human.

» you never stood a chance by kagshina

Keith is beautiful, Lance has a crush, and there’s lots of shirtless selfies.  

» you’re the only light in my sky by keithslance

It’s not exactly easy being in love with your teammate when the universe is ending all around you.

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anonymous asked:

Hey it's the soulmate ask again. Are there any more? They DONT have to be enemies to lovers just soulmates

sure boi

A Shove Towards Love by General_Button (6/6 | 30,955 | Teen And Up)

A simple rescue mission turns into chaos when the species on the planet Novaria take an interest in the lives of two of its paladins.

If Fireflies Cast Shadows by SeaBreezy (3/3 | 50,200 | Teen And Up)

You’d think finding your soulmate would be difficult, since there’s only one of them and over seven trillion people in the world. Thankfully, God decided to take pity on his creations, and gave each person the very first words their soulmate would say to them. It was always in their personalized handwriting and the color that best describe them, decorating the wrist of your dominant hand. And, if you touch it after you meet them, you can send them your emotions, even thoughts if your connection is strong enough.

And that’s all fine and dandy - except it isn’t.

Because Lance McClain, the fun-loving guy with groan-inducing puns and pick-up lines that never work, who’s six-foot one with a good attitude and a hundred friends, has the words “Don’t fucking touch me, asshole” scribbled in messy red letters on his left wrist.

The Writing’s On Your Skin by theweakestthing (1/1 | 1,392 | Teen And Up)

Keith rolled his eyes, pausing in front of the mirror to stare at the words that had appeared just under his collarbone on the left side. The words were void of any context and thus lost all their meaning, either way though Keith didn’t think that ‘oh shit, who has a mullet these days’ was the best thought for his soul mate to have when they first met. He figured he’d have to keep an eye out for people that were looking at him with mild disgust because they might be the person he was meant for.

Where the hell is ‘The Expanse’ fandom at?? I hadn’t figured it was that under the radar.. Come on, people.

What is it about? It’s 200 years into the future and humans have colonized the solar system. Earth and Mars are on the brink of war.. It’s notably the most critically acclaimed sci-fi series since Firefly. And one of the most critically praised series.. ever. Incredible and diverse cast, including: Shohreh Aghdashloo, Domonique Tipper, Cas Anvar, Florence Faivre, Athena Karkanis, Jay Hernandez, Chad Coleman (That’s right! Tyreese from Walking Dead). It features amazing, complex characters, and enthralling storylines.

It also has incredible special effects, and, according to NASA, is extremely accurate in terms of a plausible/ realistic future in space..

So, tritely I ask.. what are you waitin’ for?

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I was wondering if you would have liked to see her meet somebody she could have had a serious relationship with, is that something you were hoping for, a kind of possibility…

Summer: Yes I’ve always visioned in the sequel that she would have her own ship and she would have her own business. She would be a business-owner and she would be in love. Everybody has their person, I’m sure River would have found hers in the sequel.

*General OOOOH*

Sean: What kind of business?
Summer: Jewelry making …………. and crime.

Firefly Panel - DragonCon 2010 [x]

I don’t want this fandom to die guys please don’t give up.

There must be a reason Brian asked us to make noise. If the cast members really didn’t want to come back, I doubt he would have even tried. The cast has called each other family - I think they would know if the others didn’t want to come back.

This is Netflix fucking up by letting the contracts expire. But this doesn’t mean we couldn’t get a revival or a finale of some sort in the future. The cast of Firefly had moved on, but they were all in Serenity.

Please. Please don’t give up guys. I still have hope, but I can’t do this alone.

A Love For Dragons

Requests:  I just found your tumblr and fell in love! Can you make an imagine,please? YN is Hermiones older sister( a vet) and Charlie falls for her when they visit the Weasleys. Just cute and romantic,pleeeeeeeeeeeeeease!

and

Could you write a Charlie Weasley imagine? With much kissing involved?


“Are you excited, Y/N?” 

“Oh yeah, it will be so much fun to be surrounded by strange people who I have never met before!” Y/N sassed, glaring at her younger sister.

“Most people would be a little weirded out by the fact they are going to meet wizards, than meeting people in general.” Hermione replied, smiling at her older sister.

“Dude, I found out my little sister was a witch at age nineteen. Which was only four years ago. Sorry, but nothing surprises me anymore.”

The Granger girls walked through the gate to the Burrow to see multiple gingers flying via broomsticks as lights flashed and a red leather ball was tossed back and forth.

“Except that.”

“You haven’t seen a lot of magic, have you?” Hermione questioned, smirking.

“Sorry that I’m a muggle,” Y/N frowned, gently shoving her younger sister to the side.

“You should be,” one of the gingers said, landing his broom.

“It’s no fun not using magic,” another ginger continued, landing next to his clone.

“Well, I’ve been doing fine without it,” Y/N responded, smirking at the twins. “I’m Y/N Granger by the way.”

“Fred Weasley.” The first twin said.

“And I’m George.”

“Meaning you’re George and you’re Fred,” Y/N said, pointing to the opposite if who said what name.

“How’d you know?” George questioned, astonished.

“I have identical twins for best friends. Sorry, but none of your little twin-y tricks are going to work on me, boys.”

“Come on,” Hermione laughed, rolling her eyes as she pulled her smirking sister forward. “Let’s go introduce you to everyone else.”

The quartet made their way across the vast lawn, with Y/N easily joking with the twins. As they drew closer to the house, the elder Granger stared at it. The Burrow was several stories with multiple chimneys. It looked colorful and welcoming. Y/N was already in love with it.

“Hey, Hermione!” Another ginger appeared, looking to be near Hermione’s age. “Is this your sister?”

“Yeah, it is,” Hermione replied. “Y/N, this is Ron. Ron, Y/N.”

“Nice to meet you.” Ron said.

“You as well.”

“Is Harry here yet?” Hermione asked.

“No,” Fred interrupted the two friends. “We’re going to pick him up on Sunday.”

“RONALD!” 

A loud feminine voice broke through the multiple conversations happening in the yard.

“Yes, Mum?!” Ron called back, turning to face the house. 

A middle-aged red-haired women appeared in the doorway. “Let Hermione’s sister sit down, you four. She must be exhausted from walking for so long.”

“I’m sure she’s fine, Mrs. Weasley,” Hermione tried to say, but Mrs. Weasley ignored her, bustling out the door to gently tug the older sister inside. She pulled Y/N into the kitchen muttering to herself about ‘rude children’ and ‘manners’.

Mrs. Weasley lightly pushed Y/N into a chair and set a bowl of fruits in front of her. “Hello, dear,” she said, sitting down next to her. “I’m Molly Weasley. You must be starving. Have some fruit.”

“Oh, uh, thank you Mrs. Weasley,” Y/N laughed.  “I’m Y/N Granger.”

“It’s lovely to meet you, dear. And, please, call me Molly. We’re both adults. Right? If you don’t mind me asking, how old are you, dear?”

“It’s nice to meet you as well, Mrs. Weas- Molly,” Y/N responded, nibbling on the fresh fruit in front of her. “And I’m 22.”

“Same age as my second oldest, Charlie,” Molly stated. “He’s around here somewhere. He’s rarely home and now that he is, I could swear that boy has been avoiding me.”

“If you don’t mind me asking,” Y/N said, smiling at the older woman slightly, “Why is Charlie never home?”

“Oh, he moved to Romania,” Molly sighed, leaning back in her seat. “He decided to work with dragons after leaving Hogwarts.”

“Really?” Y/N whispered, her eyes lighting up with wonder. She had always loved animals, and dragons. Well, they were dragons. Hermione had mentioned a few magical creatures to her before, such as the hippogriff Hermione had helped save from it’s execution. 

“Oh, yes,” Molly replied, missing the look of amazement that had crossed Y/N’s face. “I fear all of my children have a thing for danger, except Percy, perhaps. Bill’s a curse breaker in Egypt. Fred and George have nearly broken the record for most detentions. Ron decided to befriend a magnet for trouble - but both Harry and Hermione are lovely children, of course. And Ginny - well I’m surprised she didn’t get sorted into Slytherin, what with her cunning. When she was younger, she used to sneak out at night to steal the boys brooms and practice flying.”

Y/N grinned. The more she was around the Weasleys, the more she could tell they all cared for each other very much. They were a very close-knit family, rather like the Grangers; only with double the members. Even with the constant arguments and yelling and adventures they all seemed to have, they still seemed to be a perfect family to the eldest Granger. Y/N had always loved chaos and it seemed The Burrow was the perfect to find it.

“But enough about my crazy children,” Molly stated. “What do you do for a living, Y/N?”

“Oh, I’m a vet.”

“A what?”

“Oh, right. I forgot you wouldn’t know what that meant,” Y/N laughed slightly. “It’s short for veterinarian. I work with animals, to treat and nurse them back to health.”

“Sounds like you and Charlie are very similar,” Molly smiled kindly. “He’s always loved animals.”

“What about me, Mum?”

The fifth ginger of the day entered the kitchen. He was muscular with burns and scars covering most of his body, and looked to be just a few inches taller than Y/N. His eyes were the same shade of brown as his mother’s with the same kindness in them, and with a dash of endless adventure. All in all, he was extremely alluring to Y/N.

“Charlie!” Molly exclaimed, standing from her seat. “Where have you been? You said you would help me with dinner.”

“Sorry, Mum,” Charlie apologized, kissing his annoyed mother on the cheek although his eyes trailed to the very attractive stranger sitting at his kitchen table. “I was spending time with Ginny. I don’t get to spend time with her very much either.”

“Hmm,” Molly pouted, but she seemed to be satisfied with his answer. “Either way, you need to learn to stick to your word.”

“Of course, Mother.” But Charlie was no longer paying attention. He was staring at the stranger, and judging by her delicate blush, she could tell. Molly Weasley could tell as well. It seemed that her second oldest son was falling head-over-heels for a girl, whom he had never even heard speak. 

Smirking, Molly caught the pairs attention. “Well if you are going to be of no use to me, Charlie, you can show Y/N around.”

“Oh, it’s fine Molly,” Y/N interrupted, standing from her seat and bringing the empty bowl to the sink. “I should probably be leaving anyways.”

“Nonsense,” Molly scoffed. “You’re staying for dinner, and Charlie can give you a tour.”

“I don’t want to be a bother.”

“You wouldn’t be,” Charlie said hurriedly, trying to give himself more time to get to know captivating girl.

“Besides,” Molly said, continuing to work on the before mentioned meal, “I’m sure you will have plenty to talk about seeing as you both work with animals.”

“You work with animals?” Charlie inquired, his brown eyes snapping back to the girl. She was slowly becoming more and more magnetic to him.

“Yeah,” Y/N answered. “I’m a vet.”

“A what?”

“There,” Molly exclaimed, pointing her wooden spoon at the two. “You see? You are already getting on well. Now get out! Go explore!”

Y/N opened her mouth to argue, but a whisper in her ear stopped her. “Just give up,” Charlie muttered. “Once she has her mind set on something, there’s no getting around it. Come on, I’ll show you the pond.”

The pair wandered side by side out the door and past yelling gingers to the woods near the gate. They walked in a comfortable silence, both content to admire the surroundings, and to steal glances at each other.

“I never caught your name,” Charlie said as he helped her over a log.

“Y/N,” she answered, smiling up at him.

“Beautiful,” he breathed, once again enraptured in her sparkling eyes. Y/N blushed once again. As they continued to walk, their fingers remained intertwined.

“Your mother said you work with dragons?” 

“Yeah,” Charlie grinned. “I do.”

“That must be amazing,” Y/N stated, with a smile to match his. “Is it hard though? To be away from your family for so long?”

“Oh yeah,” Charlie agreed. “I’m close with all my siblings, even Percy. But, I just, I needed to follow my passion. Is that weird?”

“Absolutely not,” Y/N stated. “I did the same. I live in a little village near the sea, and work as a vet. That means I treat wounded and sick animals. Not to the extent that you do, of course.”

“No,” Charlie chuckled. “I suppose not. What kinds of animals do you get?”

“Um, a lot of farm animals. Again, it’s a little village in the middle of nowhere. Pets as well. I treated a fox once. And last year, around this time, there was this huge black mutt that appeared out of nowhere. Looked deathly sick, nearly starved to death. I nursed him back to health before he disappeared again. Now he tends to come and go. I call him Snuffles.”

They had reached the pond, and were now sitting by the edge watching the fireflies dance around it. Y/N leaned her head against Charlie’s shoulder causing him to grin even wider, and wrap his arm around her.

“Tell me if this is strange,” Charlie whispered, staring at her.

“What?”

“I think I might already be in love with you.” 

Y/N laughed. She didn’t find it strange at all. She herself seemed to already be in love with the handsome man in front of her. “It’s not.”

“Can I kiss you?”

“Yes.”

Their lips met in the stillness near the pond with fireflies casting the only light besides the dark sky. Charlie’s hand raised to cup Y/N’s cheek as she inched closer to him. 

“So you want to give this a shot?” Charlie asked, biting his lip as he looked at the exquisite girl in front of him.

“Definitely.”


Back at the Burrow, the rest of the party was inhaling a delicious dinner. Arthur Weasley studied his children and guest, mentally counting them up in his head.

“Molly,” he trailed, turning to face his very smug looking wife. “Where’s Charlie?”

“I suspect he’s snogging Y/N, Hermione’s sister, by the pond,” she smirked.

“I thought we talked about your match-making!”

“Oh, hush!”


I hope you all enjoyed!! My family kept interrupting me, but this one seemed to just flow out!

you can literally crumble the “ENTERPRISE SUCKS!!!” argument with one question:

“so then why do people like Firefly so much?”

SERIOUSLY.

Enterprise and Firefly share so many hallmarks - both cheesey-introed cancelled early 2000s offerings featuring a now unified humanity after a brutal civil war and years of conflict, their hope hinging on a flimsy ship maintained by a southern-accented sweetie (Trip and Kaylee), piloted by a homegrown genius (Travis and Wash), literally captained by a cowboy in everything but name (Archer and Mal), feeling its way around the frontiers of wild space

T’Pol and Inara share a rather similar role in making interaction with outside powers easier, and also a potentially deadly secret (Pa’nar Syndrome/possible Romulan hybridization for the former, and an unnamed intended terminal condition for the latter), along with a “will they, won’t they” dynamic with the Captain, at least in early seasons, not to mention both are from worlds inspired by eastern cultures (Vulcan and Sihnon)

and then you even have Jayne’s role mirrored in Shran, blue and bellicose as he is, and the MACOs

River’s role is duplicated by T’Pol’s Vulcan telepathy and Hoshi’s skyscraping translation skill

and then we have odd dandy genius doctors with both Phlox and Simon

then that covert “two by two, hands of blue” intrigue with Section 31 and Malcolm, which is further shared by Book’s backstory

the horrors of the Delphic Expanse are also found in Reaver space, with it driving an entire crew of ever-levelheaded Vulcans over the brink

and while Enterprise isn’t without its own issues, i’d say that it deals with things using far more tact than Firefly

so there. sorted. if you want to have a legit dialog with someone who insists that Enterprise deserves to be the most universally hated Trek, here’s your leverage that proves Firefly - one of the most universally loved sci-fi series ever - is a reflection of it (i say reflection, and not mirror, because Firefly premiered a year after Enterprise)

u welks

suck it Enterprise haters

i’m OUT

Fun with Action Figures

tallulah99 to Jamaica with her actual husband, not her imaginary Cumberspouse, for a week. I was left on my own. With a key to her house.

I was to get the mail and keep her house from burning to the ground, that sort of thing. But that’s no fun.

So I brought Ron Burgundy over to Tallulah’s to play.

Initially, he had some issues with the place.

“There are no damn cookies in this cookie jar! Who is responsible for this?!”

Look at that eyebrow. The Tenth Doctor could not be enjoying this piggyback ride any less.  

Things didn’t go much better with Martha Jones. “There’s no need for tears. I didn’t say that you were the worst companion. It’s just that you were no Donna Noble. That’s all I’m saying.”

Tallulah has an impressive collection of really cool toys high-end collectible figures. Like John Watson here, who was the next to meet Ron.

“And Sherlock was just, like, beating the corpse? With a riding crop?”

“Yeah. Yeah, just like that.”

“Great Odin’s raven! That escalated quickly.”

Pretty much my entire childhood is on the shelves in Tallulah’s nerd cave.

“YES! PLAY ‘RAINBOW CONNECTION’ AGAIN! I’ll accompany you with some soulful jazz flute.”

Tallulah also has just about the entire cast of Firefly. Not that I’m jealous. Anyway, Ron and Jayne hit it off really well.

“I love beer. Beery, beer, beer. Here it goes down, down into my belly.”

Wolverine likes to party almost as hard as Ron does, and he’s just as good at Gagnam Style.

All good parties eventually end, though, and some sooner than others - too much beer gives Ron the bubbleguts. “Son of a bee sting. I think I just pooped a Cornish game hen!”

Ron filled the bowl but found his hands were too little to flush the handle. What to do? There was only one solution.

“This is what you call an upper decker. I learned that from MacGruber. It was pretty much the greatest movie ever made. The audience laughed 60% of the time, every time.” 

Thor was irked that Ron used the last of the toilet paper but didn’t put out a new roll. “We must all be Asgardians! Always replenish the Charmin!”

Speaking of Asgard, Tallulah owns more Lokis than I can count. Again, not that I’m jealous.

Amazingly, after just ten minutes with Ron, that Loki kid was back on the right path, ready to repair broken relationships and make amends for all the damage he’d done. It turns out all he needed all along was a muscular hug from a strong male figure who smelled of Blackbeard’s Delight. It was like he had been freed from a glass case of emotion.

Ron did, however, think it was a little outrageous how much bigger Loki’s staff was than his.

Ron found some creepy little angel thing hiding on Tallulah’s back shelf. It all worked out okay in the end - Ron can’t blink, because if he did, he might miss something on his teleprompter. Also, he’s made of molded plastic and does not have eyelids.

This little guy charmed Ron. Ron told BB-8 all his secrets, like how he once saw Brick kill a guy with a trident, and how he used to believe that “diversity” was an old, old ship used during the Civil War era.

That was not nice, Kylo Ren. You have to take turns when you want to talk to BB-8. I don’t care how important it is that you discover Rey’s whereabouts.

“Screw you Star Wars guys. I’m going to the princess castle!”

“This is so much better. I really needed to air m’boys out. They were beginning to smell like a used diaper filled with Indian food.”

It’s not easy to keep up with the beauty routines of the average Disney princess. Ron found the taint waxing to be particularly problematic.

Overall, though, Ron enjoyed his time with the Princesses and the Barbies… until the unfortunate vehicular manslaughter incident forced him to go into deep cover, hiding among the tchotchkes and the garden gnomes.

“Go away! Can’t you see I’m busy trying to be on this beautiful blue troll? His eyes are like stars and his beard smells like cinnamon buns!”