“One of your best known performances and one I absolutely
loved was Malcolm in The Thick Of It. So I remember when they announced it I
was like ‘Oh my god we’re gonna get the first Doctor Who who curses a blue
been reading a lot of klance fics lately so i thought i’d share it w you guys!! here’s 14 of them and definitely my favorites. comes with the title (duh), description, a review by yours truly, and link to the fic. the writers of said fics also have some gorg other masterpieces so be sure to check those out!
Though he’s been dealt many bad cards, Lance isn’t sure he can handle this one: winding up stranded, a million lightyears away from home, with only Keith to keep him company. The universe is cruel.
amazing a+++ fic but i strongly advise not to read this unless you are willing to live the rest of your life broken hearted and Sad. i promise ur heart will be wrecked but in the best way possible!!! a buncha artists on tumblr made art for this so be sure to check those out & also there’s a epilogue-ish thing for this that dulls the pain a lil less and its called The Stars Smile Back in case yall were interested
“Two whole months of free laundry in exchange for two weeks of being my fake boyfriend. Deal?” Keith hesitated for a moment. Was this really worth it? Hardly. Lance was an asshole, and he wasn’t sure what fake dating would entail. But, free laundry was free laundry, right? “Alright, it’s a deal.” Or: Lance makes the mistake of telling his Mom he has a boyfriend coming home with him for Christmas. Keith makes the mistake of agreeing to be Lance’s ‘fake boyfriend’.
if u love slow burn then BOY ur gonna love this !!!! mama lance is so warm i luv her !!! fake dating aka one of my fav tropes so 11/10 and i just rly love this ok im in tears
(00:31) Do you think she gave me the wrong number on purpose? (00:31) Or was it a genuine mistake? (00:32) Like maybe she writes funny and I misread it? (00:32) Some of the numbers do look a little dodgy… (00:33) Cause, you know, her threes couldvery easily be poorly formed eights? And maybe she writes her sevens like her ones? (00:45) What (00:46) The (00:46) Fuck?? (00:47) Oh good, you are awake! where lance messages the wrong number and things kind of snowball from there
i love through-chat fics therefore i am so in love with this!!!!!! your everyday "wrong number” trope but so so so much better!!! cute and happy
“Do you think we’ll be together, still, by the time we make it home?” Lance is quiet for a moment, thinking. Then he says, “That depends. Do you plan on going somewhere?” Keith laughs, threading his fingers through Lance’s hair. “No, I suppose I don’t.”
their relationship is just SO PURE AND SOFT and so well written i’m in luuuv but the open ending will shatter and will most likely rip u apart
Keith works part-time as a phone sex operator and receives a prank call from Lance. This does not go as planned for Lance. Thus begins the adventure of our dear sweet idiot continuing to call Keith to fuck with him (but not like fuck fuck with him…at least not yet). And y'know, eventually having legit conversations with him and getting attached and growing on Keith. aka the phone sex operator fic no one asked for
this is soooooooooo cute and adorable and wow i luv ittttt!!! made me smile so hard it hurts
In a world where monstrous dragons terrorize humanity daily, the Garrison trains valiant Knights to slay the evil beasts and defend Earth. But when Knight cadet Lance Espinosa is kidnapped by a strange red dragon who kills its own kind, certain truths are revealed…and so are the true monsters.
oh my god the buildup may be slow but i promise it’s worth it like everything just falls perfectly into place !!! and its so adorable and creative and just wow not ur usual klance fanfic and that just makes it 1000x better and also,,, dragons !!
“Shiro, I fucked up,” Keith blurted, wringing his hands. Shiro paused mid-punch, shooting him a quizzical look. “What? What happened?” “I think,” Keith whispered, “I think I accidentally roofied Lance. With my dick.”
galra keith will always and forever be my fav au so this is a definite fav for me !!! i love the other 3 sequels it comes w too!! and nsfw content too dont even lie ik u guys are thirsty for that
–Static—- -iro, Hunk, Kei—, nybody? I’m—- -static– –I’m sorry guys. This is all my– –static–cc– —I found my coordinates. They’re– -stttcc- -guys. I hear something— –scccc- -end transmission- Alone on a hostile planet, transmissions aren’t getting through. How did it come to this?
this fic got me sad and crying in the middle of the night )’: wont leave u too sad tho the ending is pretty nice
The compromised wormhole was ripping apart at the seams, sending everyone spiraling away in completely different directions. Lance could feel himself being pulled and bent in ways he was definitely not supposed to be. – Stitching the team back together after everyone is separated is difficult, and for one Paladin rescue wouldn’t be coming for a very long time.
no words. literally no words. this was so painful and just wow the buildup will shatter u i swear )’: also poor bb lance i sob. comes with cool-looking art which makes it a whole lot better
AU where Keith is some important guy who has a business suit, and lance is a good housewife. (tha ts a lie, i honestly dont have a summary but this fic hurts, i have been told by at least 3 people) Written in text format
will wreck u, beware!! may be short but enough to bring u to tears honestly
Once upon a time, two Canadian nerds decided to start a figure skating au about their two space sons and their wonderful misfit friends. Ten pages of headcanons later we finally put electronic pen to electronic paper and created this monstrosity. This multi-chapter fic chronicles the lives of a hockey player named Keith who gets forcibly enlisted into figure skating lessons by his brother, Shiro, to “work on his footwork”. There he meets a pompous - yet talented - figure skater named Lance and gets swept away by both the sport and the skater. Enjoy the ride because it’s only just started.
the description says it all !!!!! a fic beloved by the vld fandom and gosh whats not to love honestly???? also the whole gang is so happy !!! (sidenote: this is unfinished and its killing me)
“So like in 'Step Up’?” Allura shrugs. “Now that you put it like that - yes. I guess it’s just like in 'Step Up’.” The smile that she sends Shiro’s way - followed by a shy wave, eugh - is sickening to say the least, and Lance still doesn’t believe in dance camps. - Lance McClain’s dancing career begins and ends with Keith. Keith just wants to find out what Lance’s deal is.
if u love step up ur gonna LOVE this !!!! i love it so so so so much can i just say and wow keith is so hot ffs
Lance thinks he can get away with flirting with Keith if it’s in Spanish. Lance thinks if he says the words angrily enough no one will catch on to the ruse. Lance thinks his secret crush is safe. Lance, my friends, is very…very wrong.
A/N: This was requested by an anon! I hope you all enjoy this! Feedback is welcomed and appreciated! I love you all so much! <3 <3
Chuck wasn’t one to visit his creations. He usually trusted the parents to do their jobs and raise them. Unfortunately, not every child had the best parents. It wasn’t that your parents were terrible, but that they were busy. Often too busy to hear your cries for attention. He was willing to make an exception for you.
Chuck padded up to your crib, putting a finger to his lips. Your cries for help subsided slowly. It was almost as if you knew who he was, but he knew better. There was undeniably something special about you and the way you reached out for him. He picked you up, cradling your small body in his warm arms.
He snapped his fingers, a small bottle of milk appearing on the changing table. He smiled at the way you eagerly accepted his offer of food. He looked in the direction of your parents, frowning as they started to argue. It was as if you were the least of their concern.
A/N: This is set in the episode Faith from season 1. I just recently watched it again and felt the need to write this. I’m always wanting to comfort Dean when he feels like he isn’t worth a damn I want him to know he is. So I wrote this. I also worked it in for @ravengirl94‘s 1.5k writing challange. You will find the line “Why don’t you come over here and make me,” in the fic. Hope you like it girl. And congrats on your milestone. :D The gif was submitted by the lovely @winchester-writes. She knows how to send the ones that will eventually inspire a story. :)
“When was the first time you realized you loved me?” Your actions froze as the unexpected question slipped past Harry’s lips before you were turning to glance at your boyfriend.
“Where’s this coming from?” You snorted lightly, shaking off the initial surprise and continuing to chop up the vegetables you were using to make stir-fry. The knife bit into the carrot, your brows knitting together in concentration as you thought about the question while trying not to slice your fingers open.
To be completely honest, you had never really been an affectionate person. You hated being hugged, you hated being touched, you hated seeing couples get all gross and cuddly with each other in public - Which was one of the reasons why everyone was confused about why you and Harry ended up together. If there was an award for being the most affectionate, Harry would definitely win it. Now, just because you weren’t an affectionate person didn’t mean you weren’t friendly! You were charming and extremely witty the first time Harry met you, and he found it endearing whenever you’d crack a joke or make a sarcastic comment about something.
“I was jus’ wondering. I told you about when I first realized I loved you, so it’s only fair that you tell me your version!” Harry shrugged, setting his phone down and adjusting his seat slightly as he watched your back.
The first time Harry realized he loved you, the two of you were watching a nature documentary on whales. He hadn’t really been paying attention to the film, his eyes flicking over to you every once in a while just because he loved looking at you. He loved the way your brows stitched together when you were focusing on the screen, he loved the way your nose twitched which resulted in you looking like a little bunny… But the thing that really made his heart melt was when you quietly mimicked the sound of a whale’s call to yourself, bursting into giggles after doing so. Absolutely adorable.
The first ‘I love you’ came from Harry, obviously. It was an early Sunday morning, the two busy making breakfast in the kitchen. Well, it was more like Harry was sitting by the counter and you were busy with the waffle maker. (You liked taking control in the kitchen so Harry really didn’t have a choice.)
“Can you put some-”
“Bananas and a dollop of whipped cream on the side?” You cut Harry off, turning to set his plate of waffles down on the counter before your lips tugged up in a small smile. “Just the way you like them.”
“I love you.” Harry hadn’t even realized he said it until he saw the smile drop from your face, your eyes widening in surprise. Your lips parted as if you were about to say something before you turned back swiftly to see if your waffles were ready yet. The silence he received in return pretty much confirmed the fact that you didn’t feel as strongly as he did about you, his heart dropping to his stomach as he quickly dug into the waffles while keeping his head down. Fuck, he was humiliated. He’d never felt so upset in his entire life, and he even began scolding himself in his mind when he felt his eyes well up with hot tears. And then he heard you speak.
“I, um, I really, really like you.” It wasn’t an ‘I love you’, but he’d take it.
Now, the first time you said ‘I love you’ was a surprise to Harry. He knew it took time for you to get used to someone, he knew how awkward you got with lovey-dovey business, so when those three little words slipped out of your mouth… He felt like he was dreaming.
“I guess that’s fair. The first time I realized I loved you… Hm.” You paused, wiping your hands on your apron. You kind of already knew that you loved him from the start… It just took a while for you to wrap your head around the thought of ‘I love you’ rolling off your tongue.
“Fuck, I didn’t even realize I was running so late!” Harry hissed, stumbling over the rug as he attempted to put a shoe on with one hand. He had a super important meeting regarding the embryonic stages of his debut album, and he was already ten minutes late.
“I know, I’m sorry I didn’t check the time!” You winced, reaching up to scratch the back of your neck. You were in such a comfortable position with Harry, and a part of you wanted to stay cuddled up together. Just knowing that you got to wake up to seeing his face, to hear his voice, to feel his touch made your heart flutter. (A very odd feeling. You had never felt that way before and WebMD told you that you were in the beginning stage of having a heart attack, which wasn’t very reassuring.) Also, you had kind of forgotten his meeting was today. But he didn’t need to know that. “I promise I’ll make it up to you!”
“It’s alright, love. It’s not your fault, you’ve got nothing to apologize for. I’m the one who wanted a quick snuggle before work.” Harry wheezed, out of breath from just slipping into his boots and his coat. He opened the front door, ready to leave before he realized he didn’t even have his car keys. “Where are my-”
“Here!” The car keys jingled slightly as you handed them over to Harry, Harry thanking you before leaning in and planting a kiss on your cheek.
“Promise I’ll be home in a couple hours!” Harry puffed out, beginning to trot down the front steps as quickly as possible.
“Okay, I love you.”
“Yeah, I lo-” Harry immediately paused in place before whipping around to look at you. Was he dreaming? Maybe he was hallucinating or something. That protein shake he had earlier did taste a little funky. “You- You what?” And that’s when you began malfunctioning.
“What? I didn’t- I didn’t say anything.” You cleared your throat, feeling heat rise to your cheeks and your heart beginning to pound. Oh, god. Why would you say it now? He was in a rush and now was the time you decided it’d be a good idea to hit Harry with an ‘I love you’?? “I mean, I don’t know- I didn’t, uh, I said I’ll see you later! Yeah, that’s what I said.”
“Say it again,” Harry demanded quietly, already making his way back up to you, a smile beginning to grow on his face.
“I didn’t-” You hid your face in the crook of Harry’s neck as he pulled you into a tight squeeze. This was humiliating. You were never going to say that again!
“Y/N, say it again.” He breathed out, pulling you away from him gently before reaching up to cup your cheek. “I need t’ make sure I’m not crazy.”
“I… I love… I love you.”
“Kind of went off in the ‘first time I said I love you’ direction but it’s sort of the same thing. But, yeah. I knew I loved you from the moment we met, as cheesy as that sounds.” You shrugged, already feeling gross and icky from the amount of affection that was floating around in the air.
“Really?” Harry smiled fondly, a soft smile gracing his features. You nodded before turning back to continue with the carrot that had barely been chopped up. “Can you say it?”
“You know what I mean, silly.” Harry couldn’t help but giggle as you muttered a sheepish ‘I love you’ under your breath.
“Anyways, that’s the only time you’ll hear this story, so- Ah!” You shrieked in surprise when you were suddenly swept off your feet, letting out an ‘oof’ as Harry tossed you over his shoulder with a laugh. “What the hell do you think you’re doing??” You snorted, yelping as Harry delivered a smack to your bum.
“Can’t a man give his girlfriend a little loving before dinner?”
had noticed. I noticed how he hoped to find that piece of paper in his
compliment bag hanging on the wall next to the rest. Hoping to find that
someone had written something that made him feel a little better, he didn’t
lose hope that someday that bag would have something inside, he didn’t care how
long it took.
had stopped looking in my bag a long time ago; it wasn’t like I couldn’t use
some nice words even though they came from an anonymous source that I would
probably never know who it was. I had stopped looking inside because I never
got any notes, so I decided to stop wasting my time and to stop feeling bad
every time I looked inside.
I was surprised that someone like Zach Dempsey didn’t get a hundred of notes,
after all he was the star player in the basketball team, he was friends with
the popular people of the school, he was always in all the parties and I knew
girls liked him, still he didn’t get any compliments in his bag.
couldn’t help to feel bad for him, so I gather my things very slowly to be the last
one in the class and I wrote a note for him, which I left in his compliment bag
so the next day he would have something.
didn’t write a love letter or something like that, it was something pretty
simple, something that would make him feel better for the rest of the day; we
all deserve to receive compliments from time to time.
few days passed since the first note I wrote him and I had to admit that I
loved how he reacted so I decided to write him a couple more for the next
weeks, but I didn’t make it a daily thing.
day while I was running to class, considering that I was late to first period.
I was looking in my bag for my book and being the clumsy person that I am I ran
into someone, luckily for me I didn’t fall backwards, that would had been even
god, I’m so sorry, I wasn’t looking” I said as fast as I could while I bend
down to get the book that I made that person drop.
saw it was the biology book, the same one that I was looking for in my bag and
when I looked to the owner I saw it was Zach and I thanked that it was him and
not one of his stupid friends, because even though he hanged out with them Zach
was so much nicer than all of them together.
worry, are you ok?” he asked grabbing his book and smiling for some reason.
I’m fine, I’m just really bad at walking without running into people” I joked
putting my bag on my shoulder “I was looking for my bio book but it seems that
I forgot it at home” I sighed “but it doesn’t matter, see you in class” I added
walking to the classroom, I didn’t want to get even more late.
he exclaimed making me turn in his direction with a surprised expression on my
face “we can walk together and if you want you can sit with me and I’ll share
my book with you” I couldn’t help the frown on my forehead. Zach was definitely
kind, but not to this level, he was socializing voluntary with me, someone who
wasn’t even close to his little world or the people in that world, it was odd.
thank you” I answered trying to sound convinced. He reached me and we started
walking to class together “how it is that you’re late to bio? You’re always the
first one there” I added realizing he was late to his favourite class.
I didn’t get any answer I looked in his direction and I saw him smiling again,
this time even wider. We got to class so I wasn’t going to get any response to
class went by as usually, this was one of the few classes I liked, I liked to
consider myself a person of letters, but I was good at everything in general,
even though I hated all the subjects related to science or maths, that’s why it
was something unusual that I liked this one in particular and that was the
reason why I was always dazed in the teacher’s explanations, but not this time.
I couldn0t stop looking to Zach and see how he took notes of everything and how
he knew all the answers to the teacher’s questions, even though he just
answered them in his notebook and not out loud. I guess that being good at
something not related to sports wasn’t “cool”.
for me Zach caught me staring and I tried to hide my smile, but it was
impossible, I just looked in the teacher’s direction and started to take notes.
better at this than I thought” I whispered while I was writing the things that
I saw in the blackboard.
means you knew I was already good at this” he answered looking at me all the
answer was as odd as the rest of things that were happening with him this
we have this class in common, why wouldn’t I know you’re good at it?” I asked
looking at him again.
an observation” there it was again, that smile, the third time I got that
bell was close to rang when Mr. Porter came into the classroom and I knew he
was there for me, I just had to wait to hear my name and see how everyone
looked at me.
he did it I looked at Zach, who was looking at me with something like surprise
and concern. I just grabbed my things and followed Mr. Porter to his office.
know why you have called me here” I said before he could even start “and I just
have to say that everything is ok, I’m fine” I added with my usual tone.
parents don’t think the same, they seem really concern”
they are parents, when you have kids you’re life turns into an endless hole of
worries, but I’m fine, I don’t know what they’ve told you, but I know exactly
how I feel, can I go now?” the bell rang, great I was going to be late for
second period too.
do you feel? I’d like to know it so that way I can help you”
do you want to talk about it? To make me feel bad? I’ve said I know how I feel,
it doesn’t mean I want to talk about it”
you don’t talk about it you won’t be able to solve it”
is a waste of time” I said standing and taking my bag. I was in a good mood
this morning, but not anymore, thanks to this stupid “try to talk about your
wait” Mr. Porter stood like he was going to follow me, but he didn’t, I walked
out of his office without looking behind and I let a big sigh leave my chest.
started walking to communication class when I heard a certain voice calling me;
I turned in his direction with surprise in face again.
everything ok?” Zach asked coming to me.
what are you doing here?” I needed to know the answer to that question, because
we weren’t friends, we just had a few classes together and now all of the
sudden he’s worried about me.
just wanted to make sure everything was fine” when I heard how sincere he
sounded I felt something I had never felt before, it was like something inside
me was completed and I just smiled widely.
really nice of you” I mumble “Thank you”
remained silence, I didn’t know what else to say and he looked like he wanted
to continue talking, like there was something he wanted to tell me and just when
I was about to turn in the opposite direction he talked.
you like to go to Monet’s some time?” he sounded almost nervous. Like if he was
exposed to a terrible danger.
looked at him, confusion all over my face, I was trying to make sense to the
fact that he wanted to go out with me, I didn’t want to think he was playing
with me, like it was some kind of bet with his friends, that would be really
I don’t want you to misunderstand this, but… why?” his expression didn’t
don’t know, you seem interesting and I’d like to get to know you better” now I
was totally amazed.
this some kind of bet you want to win? Because if it is-“
he said stopping me “no, no bets” I think he realized then why I have my doubts
“I promise you it’s nothing like that”
why are you interested suddenly? We’ve been in the same classes since freshman
year and we have never had a real conversation, we’re from different worlds and
I know you’re nothing like your friends, because if you were I wouldn’t even be
talking to you, but when you’re with them… I don’t know, you’re not like this,
get it, I have a reputation, but give me a chance to prove you that I’m not
like that, and you won’t regret it”
accept if you tell me the real reason behind this interest”
stopped for a second, maybe thinking if he wanted to talk about it or not.
know you are the one who has left notes in my compliment bag” I opened my mouth
to say something, but words didn’t come to me, I was speechless, I didn’t know
if I should deny it or tell the truth “You’re not the only one who notice
things, you know? I’ve notice how much you enjoy when we are in literature, how
you are in your own world when you are bored, how much you like animals” I was
blushing by the second “you like bio even though science is not your favourite
area and how you laugh even when the jokes aren’t funny at all”
couldn’t believe how much he noticed me, I always thought no one looked in my
direction and that was why I felt so comfortable doing my things.
how do you know the notes were mine?” I whispered, trying to recover myself
form the things he had said to me.
I know you’re the only one who knows how much I like bio” he answered giggling
“and in your first note you wrote how cute I look when I’m paying attention in
bio and that you think I looked happier there than playing basketball”
could be anyone…”
what I thought at first, but you have confirmed my doubts today” he said
laughing at my recently shyness “Thank you for the notes by the way”
are necessary” I said trying to change the subject.
what do you say, do you want to go to Monet’s some day?” I wasn’t entirely sure
about this, I really wanted to believe him, but I couldn’t stop thinking that
maybe this was just a game and I think he knew how insecure I felt “I get you
have doubts, I just ask for one chance”
“Ok, I’ll go out with you”
I said almost cutting him, if I thought about it more I’ll change my mind and I
wouldn’t give him a change to prove he had good intentions.
expression change suddenly, he smiled brightly and I tried to hide mine but it
was impossible, I looked in other direction so he couldn’t see it, but I think
my attempt was useless.
promise you won’t regret it” he said thrilled “do you want to go to the
library? We are already really late to class anyways”
and you can help me with something I don’t understand in bio” I said walking by
his side to the library.