~ I don’t swear at all
~ I giggle at everything
~ I always want cuddles
~ I need lots of attention
~ I will only want to eat candy
~I slur on my words a bit or put random ’s’ at the end of words
~ I will always have a stuffie with me
~ Will get upset easier than normal
~ Will need 10x more reassurance on everythiiiiiiing
~ I will more than likely be singing a Disney song to myself
~ Will skip and bounce around if I’m in public
~ Will not be able to sit still for more than a minute
~ I am clumsier than usual (which is a lot)
~ Will get distracted more than usual
~ Will make random noises to express how I feel about somethin e.g. humming, squeaking, laughing
~ I love having my hair played with
~I will always want to hold someone’s hand
Imagine: You are always quiet in math, a class you happen to share with Peter Parker. Once you finally muster the courage to speak up, Peter finds a type of excuse so he can spend more time with you.
Word Count: 1100??? maybe
A/N: This is shitty and rushed but I have an assignment due on Monday that I haven’t really started sooO soz
Your fingers cramped as you attempted to write the answer before the timer at the front of the class went off. Several groans could be heard around the room as the renown alarm bounced off the walls of the quiet room. You rubbed your tired eyes beneath your glasses in hope that it would somehow get rid of the slight sleepiness that began to claw at them. Nevertheless, you began gliding your pen over your answers with concentration in attempt to find any mistakes.
“Alright then,” Coach Johnson, your Maths teacher spoke enthusiastically, bouncing on the balls of his feet. “Who’s up first?”
The room remained silent as heads lowered to look down towards their work. Coach’s voice was louder this time, sounding slightly more impatient, “Any volunteers? No? Alright then. You’re up, Parker.”
always been the mother figure to everyone in the pack but when the pups start
calling you mom they also start treating you as Derek’s mate, awkwardness
and confessions ensue.
Warning:Smut! and other shit! :D
You hopped out of your newly bought Mustang, you knew the
pack would be shocked at your new car but the moment you saw the sleek black
vehicle you knew it was the one. Your last car got trashed in a car chase with
the Calaveras but you dug into your inheritance and decided to get something
nicer. The moment one foot stepped out of the new car Stiles was on you with a
“Ohh my god when did you get this!? How does it run!? How
much was it!?” You rolled your eyes but answered all of Stiles’ question calmly
because you adored Stiles he was like a brother to you.
“Wow that is one beautiful car.” You heard a gruff voice say
from behind you, you knew who it was but you turned around anyway with a
“I know she runs amazingly!” You exclaimed cheerfully which
made Derek crack a small smile.
“Did he just smile?” Stiles stared at Derek with wide eyes.
“Yes Stiles I have the ability to smile.” Derek deadpanned.
“How come I’ve never seen you smile at anyone except Y/N?
Well unless you count that deputy at the police station who you flirted with.
Why don’t you smile at me?” Stiles rambled his arms flying around in an
“I smile at Y/N because she is about 5 times more attractive
and 100% less hyperactive spaz.” Derek replied easily but when he said you were
attractive your mind went blank, your heart started racing rapidly and you knew
your cheeks were most likely bright red.
“Ooo Derek and Y/N sittin’ in a tree K I S S I N G fir-”
“Stiles shut up before I rip yo-”
“First comes love!” Erica popped up out of nowhere and
started singing along.
“Then comes marriage!” Liam exclaimed as he burst out the
door with a grin on his face.
“Then comes a baby in a baby carriage!” The three of them
shouted together, at this point you knew your face was bright red so you buried
your head in your hands willing it to go away.
“Then comes a divorce because she finally realises how
grumpy Derek is.” You heard a cheerful voice at which made you look up to see
“Derek’s not grumpy.” You huffed at Peter which made
everyone turn to you.
“Oh so no divorce?” Peter smirked knowing he’s caught you
“No! I mean-We’re not…And he’s not-Fuck my life!” You
screamed storming into the house the pups soon following behind you.
You sat down next to Isaac and Liam as soon as the pack
meeting started, they were both sat very close but you knew it was because
contact made them calm. As Derek went through everything he needed to you
stared at his chiselled face, the abs that you could see through his tight
shirt and his ice green eyes as they darted to and from each pack member who
As the meeting came to a wraps Liam already had his head on
your shoulder and Isaac had his on your lap you glanced at both of them smiling
but knew you had to move if you wanted to get started on making dinner.
“Liam honey I need to go start on dinner.” His head shot up,
nodding before running off to play video games with the boys.
“Isaac sweetie I need to go make food.” You giggled when he
nuzzled into your lap more, you ran your fingers through his hair softly before
looking down at his face realising he was sleeping. You lifted his head gently
and set it on a cushion once you had moved. His face twisted in one of a lost
puppy and he reached for anything he could.
“M-Mama..” He whimpered as his hand touched mine. Suddenly
you were aware almost all the packs eyes were on you. You wanted to be
embarrassed but you couldn’t be because it didn’t feel weird to be called that
by the pups.
“Can I ask why everyone feel like that is something to gawp
over?” You snapped in a motherly tone which soon made them lower their heads.
As so finally got round to making tea you could hear Isaac shouting at the tv
which you assumed to be because of a video game, suddenly Jacksons voice cut
through the conversation.
“Aww is mama’s boy losing? Why don’t you go-”
“JACKSON JOHNATHAN WHITTEMORE!” you screamed as you shot out
the kitchen door straight into the living area. Jackson froze and dropped his
“Apologise right now!” You shouted as everyone seemed to
freeze. Derek seemed ready to jump in but you knew he didn’t need to.
“Sorry Isaac..” You dipped his head slightly as if he’d been
scolded by his mother.
“Now who’s a mama’s
boy?” Stiles snorted which made your eyes shoot to him.
“Mieczyslaw Stilinski! Get in this kitchen and help me make
food!” Everyone stared at you wide eyed making Stiles flush.
“How the hell did you pronounce that so perfectly!? I can’t
even pronounce it and I’m his best friend!” Scott exclaimed as everyone stared
at you then Scott. You ignored Scott question and followed an embarrassed
Stiles into the kitchen.
After you finished making dinner you had the pack set the
table and carry the excessive amount of food to the table. You all sat down,
staring at the various foods you had made. You sat to Derek’s left and Scott
was on his right. You noted that everyone let Derek eat the first bite which
was normal because he was the Alpha but when everyone stared at you, you looked
to Derek for help.
“Why is everyone looking at me?” You asked confused by
“The first person to eat in the pack is the Alpha then his
mate, then the Alpha’s second.” Lydia stated calmly as she smiled over at you.
“But Scott is Derek’s second not me?” You replied, your left
eyebrow raised slightly.
“But your Derek’s mate. Right?” Isaac asked from the seat
next to you.
“What?” You looked back to Derek who was staring at Isaac
with the same confused look.
“Guys we’re not dating…” Derek shifted awkwardly in his seat
as he spoke it made your heart clench painfully at the fact he was
uncomfortable with the idea of dating you.
“Oh sorry the idea of dating me seems so farfetched to you.”
You growled at him making everyone freeze for what felt like the millionth time
“That’s not what I was saying Y/N.” Derek stated softly as
he stared into your Y/E/C eyes.
“So what were you saying Derek?” You sneered and everyone
seemed to shrink into their seats.
“Well I didn’t want you to feel uncomfortable with
everything they were saying…” He whispered his voice trailing off slightly.
“In what world would anyone be uncomfortable with dating
Derek Hale?!” You screeched staring at him like he’d grown another head.
“Well if you wanna play that game fine! In what world would
anyone be uncomfortable with dating Y/N Y/L/N!” He retaliated harshly.
“So then why aren’t you guys dating?” Liam spoke up softly,
everyone turned to look at the youngest of the pack his head held high as if
he’d knew he’d said something smart.
“Because Derek doesn’t like me the way I like him and you
know this!” You whisper yelled to Liam but realised that you’d said it loud
enough for everyone to hear.
“You like me?” Derek asked making you turn your attention to
him, your face now bright red.
“Can we talk about this after diner please? I’d like to at
least enjoy the food I cooked before you flat out reject me.” You mumbled
softly before pushing the food around your plate. You looked up to Derek who
was now out his seat. Before you knew what had happened you were yanked out
your seat, one of his arms firmly wrapped around your waist and the other hand
cupped your cheek.
“Do you like me?” He asked again with more heat and
curiosity in his voice, his green eyes stared into yours making everyone else
disappear. You nodded softly as your eyes flicked from his to his lips. His
lips met yours in a soft yet passionate kiss, after a few seconds of small
kisses that stole your breath away you were pulled out by the sound of Isaac’s
“Ew it’s like watching your parents make out.” You pulled
away flushing slightly before looking up at Derek who sent you a pantie melting
grin which made your knees weak.
“Can we eat now I didn’t slave over a hot stove to eat cold
food?” Stiles grumbled which made me turn to him with a raised eyebrow daring
him to take all the credit.
“I mean let eat this delicious food mama made and then make
sure to give her a foot massage later?” He grinned over at your cheekily.
“Stiles shut up or I will rip your thr-” Derek stopped
mid-sentence as you shot him the same look.
“I mean let’s eat then put on Y/N favourite film?” Derek
mumbled his eyes wide.
“See now you’re getting it. Okay time to eat.” You giggled
pressing a gentle kiss to Derek’s cheek.
After dinner you all put on a film and cuddled on the giant
L shaped couch. Everyone was touching in some way with and Derek in the middle
of what could only be classed as a puppy pile. You could stop to scared thought
that this could just be another one of your dreams about Derek but every time
you count your fingers and thumbs you had ten altogether. You buried you head
into Derek hard chest which was surprisingly comfortable. You drew shapes
absently on Derek’s chest as your listened to his heart beat. Every now and
then it would rise and become louder but other than that it was a calming
Eventually everyone started leaving until you were the last
on left in the newly re-built Hale house. You shuffled about as Derek walked
you to the front door. As you were about to put your shoes on Derek stopped you
grabbing your face and kissing you with so much emotion and roughness you knew
your lips would bruise. When he pulled away, you let out a small whine from the
loss but opened your eyes to look into his.
“God I’ve wanted to do that all night but I felt like I’d
scar the pups.” Derek sighed softly as he started regaining his lost breath.
“Derek…What are we?” You asked softly as his hands made
circles on both cheeks.
“You’re mine and I’m yours.” He responded calmly, his hands
slipping into your hair. When he gripped your hair slightly you let out a
whimper now thoughts of him claiming you, his eyes glowing red as he made you
submit, made their way into your head. You soon started to feel your panties
grow damn which as soon as Derek took a deep breath through his nose you knew
he smelt because his eyes changed from icy green to crimson red.
“Stop.” He growled as your arousal got worse as his red eyes
stared into yours.
“I can’t stop the fact that you turn me on Derek.” You
chuckled softly, biting your lip so stop another whimper escaping when you felt
his hand grip your hair tighter.
“You smell so sweet.” His left hands moved to grip your hip
as he drew you closer towards him.
“If you don’t leave now I’m going to take you upstairs and
claim you.” Derek growled into your ear, his fangs grazing against the shell of
“Then do it.” You panted as his mouth moved to your neck.
“You sure that’s what you want I mean we only star-”
Before he could continue rambling you grabbed him by the
back of the neck and pulled him down for a bruising kiss. Both his hands
gripped your waist in a tight hold but you didn’t care if he left bruises it
just meant that Derek wanted you that much he couldn’t control himself and to
you that felt empowering.
“Yes I’m sure I want Alpha to claim me.” You whined softly
as you pulled away from the kiss.
He didn’t answer with words instead chose to growl at my
choice of words, there was something extremely attractive about his red eyes
and growls that went straight to your core. You step back from him and pulled
off your baby blue summer dress you were currently wearing, leaving you in your
underwear, a strapless nude pink bra and matching panties. His eyes roamed over
you hungrily as you made your way up the large set of stairs, swaying your hips
seductively as you went. He was soon chasing after your almost fumbling like a
horny teenager to get his shirt off.
Once you reached his room, you crawled onto his bed on all
fours. He made his way over to you gripping your hips tightly. His right hand
slowly made its way down your back pushing softly on your shoulder blades so
you were face down with your lace clad ass in the air. You giggled shaking your
ass at him playfully making another feral growl emit from his chest. He
playfully slapped your ass making you playfully moan at him. You knew at this
point you were so wet that your panties were likely soaked. His right hand made
it way down my back to my ass before skimming over your lace cover pussy.
“Jesus you’re so wet.” He groaned as if this fact caused him
and his dick physical pain.
“Mhm because Alpha makes me wet.” You gasped as he moved
your panties to one side and ran his index finger through your wet folds.
“What does Alpha’s little kitten want?” He whispered as his
lips gave small kisses to your ass cheeks which made you whine softly.
“Want Alpha’s tongue.” You managed to whisper, your hands
gripping the sheets tightly in anticipation. Instead of responding he ripped
your panties off, his tongue delving into your pussy as soon as the shredded
panties were thrown away. You let out a breathy moan as his tongue dipped into
your hole, fucking you roughly with his tongue before moving his attention to
your clit giving slight kitten licks making you whimper before trying to push
back on him. His hands gripped your hips keeping you firmly in place as he
continued his ministrations on your dripping core. Soon his fingers entered the
mix, his two fingers slowly pushing in and out making your moans louder. He
started sucking on your clit making your orgasm start towards the edge.
“D-Derek am gonna’ cum.” You stuttered out barely able to
even form the sentence but these words only made his finger go faster and his
licks and bites get rougher. You finally felt yourself fall gripping the
sheets, his name repeatedly falling from your lips over and over. Finally as
you started to come down his attention stopped and you were flipped onto your
“Would like to stop now Y/N?” He asked as he hovered over
your body his shirt gone along with his jeans leaving him in boxers with a very
large noticeable hard on showing. He tucked some of your Y/H/C hair behind your
ear, his actions soft and loving making you smiles up at him tiredly.
“No I want you to make love to me.” You smiled at him
lovingly as he leaned down kissing your forehead. He nodded as he grabbed a
condom from the nightstand, carefully rolling it on. He lifted your legs gently
wrapping them around his waist, his tip now teasing your entrance. He looked at
you one last time as if asking once again if this was okay but instead of answering
verbally, you brought him down for a reassuring kiss. He entered you slowly
your back arching softly as you gripped onto his bicep with one hand, the other
gripping the sheets. You had only had sex once when you were 17 but he was a
lot bigger than the guy who took your virginity. He stopped as soon as he was
fully inside of you he looked down to make sure you were okay.
“You okay baby?” He asked softly caressing your face.
“Y-Yeah this is only my second time ever having…” You
drifted off yours cheeks flushing tenfold.
“You should have told me I’d of prepared you more!” He
whispered yelled his voice full of panic and apologies.
“It’s okay Der I’m fine now you can move.” You whispered
bring him down for a chaste kiss.
He looked uncertain with your words but you moved your hips
up letting out a gasp followed quickly by a moan. You moved your arms to rest
around his neck pulling him down for a slow yet passion kiss as he began with
slow thrusts that made you moan into the kiss. He supported himself on one arm
and used the other to run his fingers through your L/S hair. He kissed the
corner of your mouth as his thrust got harder but not faster. His lips placing
a trail of kisses to your neck.
“Shit Y/N…Feels good.” He moaned huskily into your ear.
Your moans were gentle and worn out as you felt yourself
building again. When you clenched around Derek slightly brought his hand down
to draw circles against your clit. His panting and gasps getting heavier as his
thrust became more uneven and messy. His other hand gripped the sheets as he
felt you finally cum around his shaft.
“Derek!” Your voice shouted out as you felt yourself cum for
the second time.
“I’m cumming…” He gasped as he thrust into deeper than
before, making you rasp out a quiet moan. As he came his thrust became more
uneven and slowed down before coming to a stop. You were both panting as he
took the condom off. He tied it throwing it into the bin before he collapsed
next to you. He pulled the covers from under both of you making sure your naked
body was covered as he drew you in until your head was on his chest.
“I love you Y/N.” He whispered as he kissed your head,
running his fingers through your hair.
“I love you too Der.” You murmured before you felt sleep
Okay so I might end up making multiple parts for AU settings. This one contains mostly occupational/hobby/setting AU stuff. So unless an AU fic prominently featured a certain element, it’ll go on another list. So there are some College AUs, 2 Soulmate AUs, and maybe a few others.
“This always looks easier in those made for television movies,” Keith tells Blue, who rolls over and out of his lap, chasing her own bits of tinsel.
In It To Win It by Lucy_Claire One of two things was happening right now, either Lance was having a heart attack on of the biggest day of his life, or he had just laid eyes on his Soulmate. _______
Competitive swimmer Lance McClain feels his Timer counting down right when he’s about to jump in the water and finish up his race. He’s faced with two choices in this moment: Continue the race and miss meeting his Soulmate at their fateful time or abandon his life’s work for someone he never met.Lance makes his choice and has to suffer the consequence of never getting back what he missed out on. Or does he?
Swimmers Ocean Eyes by spacezuko Lance himself doesn’t even believe in his own abilities. He is drowning in his own pool of desire to be everything that he claims he is. Everything that he wants to be. Keith wonders if he’s broken Lance because he doesn’t say a word, his eyes filled with something opaque that Keith can’t quite pinpoint the meaning of. Lance’s eyes are a deep blue. Not the typical morning sky blue, but the kind of ocean blue one wants to drown in.
Lance did NOT think this through. Because not a single thing in this universe could’ve prepare him for the sight of Keith in nothing but a red pair of swimming trunks.
Keith has one arm bend behind his head and stretches it with the other. His back arches beautifully, presenting Lance a perfect view of his well-defined torso. At least the last thing Lance sees right before he dies are those ripped abs.
Ice Skating/Hockey On Thin Ice (WIP) by Minadora 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.
Kiss My Ice (WIP) by delictor Lance hasn’t skated in a year since the accident that cost him the Olympics. Keith can’t skate for shit but that doesn’t stop him from catching Lance’s attention, even when he can’t so much as stand up after falling on the ice.
‘When a person really desires something, all the universe conspires to help that person to realize his dream.’
“Soon as we’re off this ice you’re dead.” Keith’s threat is an empty one and he knows Lance can tell by the way he laughs at it. “Serious question though, do you not know who I am?” Lance questions. “Should I?” “No, I guess not.” Lance shrugs. “I’m gonna twirl you, okay?” “No, no don't—wait!” Keith cries out as he’s suddenly viewing the entire arena and his legs go rigid before colliding into Lance’s chest, his chest rising and falling with laughter, hands gripping Keith’s upper arms gently. “Put me back on land.” “Technically, we are on land.” “We’re on frozen water, get me off it.”
Quidditch (Non Hogwarts AU) The Marks We Make (WIP) by wittyy_name Lance McClain constantly dreams of the day he’ll finally meet his mysterious soulmate. They don’t say much, if anything at all, but they leave him with gorgeous paintings temporarily tattooing his skin. It’s not exactly the situation he hoped for, but when he feels the connection between them, he can’t bring himself to resent them. As much as he wishes his soulmate would just talk to him, he’s resigned himself to being patient. In the meantime, he has a loving family and good friends to help him get by.
Keith Kogane dreads the day he’ll finally meet his obnoxious soulmate. He’s just an art student who’s struggling to find his place in the world. There’s so much he hasn’t been able to control in his life, and the thought of having a soulmate, just another thing in his life which he also has no control over yet can’t do anything about, is a little terrifying. So he ignores the words that occasionally appear on his skin. He has other things to focus on: like being a new student at a big university where his childhood friend and step-brother go.
Keith blushed again, looking away with a huff. “Yeah, whatever. He’ll probably be distracted long enough that I can go back to the Castle before he decides I need some surfing lessons.”
Pidge laughed, that kind of cheeky giggle that made Keith and Hunk look over at them with wide eyes. Pidge raised a single eyebrow at Keith, grinning mischievously. “Oh, but you won’t be going back to the Castle any time soon, now will you? Not when Lance is out there, soaking wet, wearing nothing but a pair of swimming trunks.”
Pride Tide by lemoninagin He’d stared up, watched the differing patches of sunlight play the most stunning array of colored patterns across Keith’s pale face as he grinned mischievously over him. Time slowed, his own breathing became laboured and caught in his throat.
“You can teach me, right?” Keith had asked in a shyer voice than usual, brushing the tangled mess of his windswept hair away from his eyes and cocking his head towards the boards.
Save his smile by Queerswimming Keith wants to protect Lance’s smile and finds his answer at the beach. Starring an awkward Keith, Surfer Lance and Hunk playing a giant ice berg.
Lance caresses the wood gently. His eyes turn soft as he speaks. “My big brother taught me how to build a board.” He laughs softly. “I always messed it up though. I wasn’t patient enough to do it right.“ He taps on the wood and looks at Keith with a sad smile that knocks the breath out of Keith lungs.
“Who would have thought that I would build a surf board in space though.”
He laughs at that but Keith can tell that Lance is faking it. He always can.
Roller Derby Like Devo by surveycorpsjean As rival jammers, they’re rough, skating around the rink, giving bruises, bloody noses, broken ribs and snapped fingers-
But when the cops show up, Keith grabs his hand and yanks Lance into the storm drain.
And thats how they start dating.
Streetracing Purple Lamborghini by warschach “I need you to focus on this race. No more hate flirting with Keith as much as I enjoy it. I like winning more.”
He scoffed, “I don’t flirt.”
“Then stop saying you’re going to teach him how to ride.”
“I was talking about driving. Duh,” Lance countered with an attitude mastered purely by Valley girls and entitled customers.
“Yea, Lance it doesn’t come off like that at all. It sounds like you’re gonna fuck him.”
ARTISTS (also including Musicians and Modeling)
Photographer Pretty Boy by MilkTeaMiku (photographer!Keith) A pretty Spanish boy shoves a bouquet of flowers under his nose and tells him to stop and smell the roses, so Keith does.
Roommates by manamune (photographer!Lance, artist!Keith) (13:24) Lance: Thank you!! Love you, Keith!!!
(13:55) Keith: I’m screenshotting that for the next time you deny it.
Sight for Sore Eyes by writewild Photographer!Lance’s deadline for the magazine he works on the side for is coming up really soon, and has to search last-minute photo opportunities soon. One boy catches his eye.
Riptide by songsofthespring (photographer!keith, surfer!Lance) Keith fumbles with the camera around his neck and lines up a shot. The boy coasting down a wave, one hand kissing the water. Keith zooms in as far as his lens will allow him. Droplets frame the boy’s brown skin and cling to his hair and chest. His eyes, little pinpricks of light from this distance, are nevertheless still recognizably as bright as the ocean itself. It looks like he could be dancing when he rides a wave; every part of his lanky frame seems to merge with the board and the ocean beneath him.
Foreign Scenes by bwyn Lance has been dreaming of travelling since the first time he heard stories from his family as a child. Now, having finally the time and money to do it, he goes on a trip to Europe to see some of the most culturally rich cities on the continent. Except he keeps bumping into the same guy over and over again, in random cities, doing stupid shit, and ultimately dragging Lance into his trouble, too.
Basically an AU in which Lance and Keith become impromptu travel buddies and get into trouble.
Keith is an art student who mostly keeps to himself, taking note of the beauty in life but keeping his distance from it. This includes the beautiful dancer he sees across the street from his apartment…until a week-long art project pushes him to change that.
(For Klance Secret Santa 2016)
And Now You’re Mine (WIP) by Samyx914(some artist!Keith) “No, really. I’ve been thinking about that movie since I got up and that’s the only copy they have and I want it.”
“But, I was faster.”
“But, I want to watch it.” The stranger laughs.
“Well, you could always come home with me to watch it.” He says with a wink.
“Okay.” The stranger’s eyes widen. What the fuck, Keith? No. You don’t go home with strangers… Anymore.
In which Keith wants to watch a movie, so he goes to find it at Walmart. When there’s only one copy left and someone else picks it up first, his only option is to go home with a stranger. Keith didn’t count on this stranger being so easy to fall for.
Visions by becca2793 "It’s funny, because as a tattoo artist he makes art that lasts pretty much forever – as far as the person who has it is concerned – but a street artist…their art lasts maybe a couple of days.”
Keith comes in for a tattoo; Lance immediately falls in love. With his art. His love for Keith comes later.
(Pidge elbows Lance sharply a little while later. “You’re not dying, dumbass,” they whisper. “Pay attention, the pose started.”)
Written for klanceweek day 1, “Red/Blue”. Art class AU where Lance can’t focus because one of the new life drawing models is too attractive.
Cute as Fcuk by anonymouschupacabra Even though he had never seen the hot guy before in the year that he’d been going to college, it was like the dam had broken, because Lance saw him everywhere. From the sculpture rooms, to the library, to the cafeteria, the guy was everywhere Lance was, and it only made it that much harder to ignore the hot buzzing he felt inside every time he saw him.
i bet you look good on the dance floor by xShieru “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.
Keith snickers. “Absolutely not. You are Jennifer Grey in this situation.”
“That’s a fair point. Nobody puts me in a corner,” replies Lance, nodding seriously, before his expression turns mischievous.
“So then…are you saying you want to call me Baby?”
Keith flushes red, but stands his ground as he leans in closer. “Are you saying you want me to?”
Shut Up and Dance With Me (WIP) by wittyy_name Lance and his friends have been regulars at the Altea Dance Studio for years. Not just for classes, but to hang out, practice, and spend time with good people who love dancing. Every year, they audition to be one of the few representing Altea at the regional dance competition. Lance always auditions solo, but this year he misses out on auditions and blows his chance to participate. And so does his self-proclaimed rival, Keith.
Luckily, Shiro comes up with a brilliant plan: convince Lance and Keith to audition as a duo.
With a little convincing, and a lot of effort, these two might just be able to pull it off and go to regionals… or they might crash and burn.
Musicians That Would Be Alright by icedsonder And call it spur of the moment, his exacerbated pining over past few months, or even his own alcohol impaired judgment, but Keith let his inhibitions take a backseat as he took a step forward and pressed his forehead against Lance’s to sing his next lines.
“I know I’ll fall in love with you, baby”
Musically Insane by myparadisepalace It had only taken Lance three days after becoming the blue paladin to realize there were no instruments in the castle. And even if there were, Lance figured they’d be too obscure and strange for him to be able to play.
PROFESSIONS (i.e. cops, doctors, EMTs, waiters)
Soldiers/Assassins/Spies Counting in Code by DLanaDHZ There was no one better in the field. The Voltron Force was efficient and deadly, and they took no new recruits. They were hand-picked, and though they didn’t always get along, they were family. Under the stress of a mission, the team counted each other as a way to calm down and focus. But Keith couldn’t count, because counting meant he knew where everyone was, and right now all he had was a pair of bloody dog tags in place of his partner.
blink if you want me by xShieru He wakes up to Pidge’s face hovering above him. “You gotta stop running into him like this.” “Dude, he fucking shot me.” “I know. We saw.”
A hitmen AU wherein two thirsty assholes fall for each other and then jeopardize their respective missions because of it.
Retail/Food (waiters/cashiers/clerks) Melt With You by dumpsterdiva If you ask Keith what summer means to him, he’ll say shitty weather, a bag of quarters, sticky blue raspberry kisses, and not-quite-midnight sandwiches.
Summer job AU at the pier feat. Keith as a shaved ice slave and Lance as an aquarium camp counselor.
Tollbooth Operator Drive Me Crazy by battleshidge Keith stared blankly at the tollbooth operator for a moment before trying to stifle a groan. Somehow, he always managed to get the booth with the flirtatious attendant, a lanky brown-haired man with clear blue eyes and a confident grin. It didn’t matter that he changed what lane he went through—at least three times a week on his way home from work, Keith was forced to suffer through the horrendous flirts that this man tossed his way.
Taxi Driver Finish What You Started by battleshidge “You were right,” Keith breathed, looking up at Lance with a fire in his eyes. “I did start this,” he lifted his chin, pressing a soft kiss to Lance’s jaw. And another. And another. Lance thought it was torture—sweet, sweet torture. And then that challenge sparked in Keith’s eyes again as he asked, tone low and resonant, “Are you going to finish it?”
Pizza Delivery You Stole a Pizza My Heart by KaSaPe Keith just wanted a pizza. The cute delivery boy with the weird grin and stupid flirting (?) had other plans.
Or: Keith just doesn’t get Lance’s flirting. At all.
“I’d like to buy you a drink,” he starts, and grins, “and then get sexual.”
Keith shoves him into the water.
(or: lance and his family go to california for a two-month vacation. cue hot lifeguard keith gyeong-kogane.)
Lessons by amycoolz and SylviaW1991 Keith has been nothing but a thorn in Lance’s side since the mullet-haired ass first walked into the classroom. But when he decides to get himself shoved into the deep end and, wow, can’t even swim, Lance has to save his pretty self and then Pidge volunteers him to teach Keith how to swim. Great. Just great.
Nurse Racing Heartbeats and Hospital Bedsheets by screwtodayimsleeping (nurse!Keith) Me: Hunk Me: Buddy Me: emergency!!!! HunkyBae: what’s up, lance? Are they not letting you out of the hospital yet? Me: HUNK Me: the male nurse that took my blood was probably the sexiest person i’ve ever seen Me: and im literally wearing two sheets as an outfit
“Coran thinks you’ll bang at the Christmas party but I think that’s giving you guys way too much credit,” Pidge says thoughtfully. “Hunk is a romantic. He thinks Lance is gonna ask you out any day now. I think he’s got a week or so before he owes me like a hundred bucks.”
“Pidge, what the fuck?” Keith says, flustered. He nudges them again with his foot, this time slightly harder. They scowl at him, swatting him away. “Why would you bet on me and Lance?” Part 1 of Office AU
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.
SOCIAL MEDIA (Tumblr AU, bloggers, Youtubers, gamers)
Youtubers you had me at merlot by DJAlien “Oh my God,” Lance says as he covers his face. Keith’s tinny voice blares from his laptop speakers: “What do you call a fake noodle? An impasta.” See, this joke might have been funny if someone charismatic and charming had said it, but Keith’s flat voice and even flatter expression effectively kidnaps, tortures, and then decapitates any chance of it being remotely humorous.
Keith accidentally starts a YouTube channel. Lance, of course, refuses to be left out. It goes about as well as you’d expect. (Ft. copious amounts of wine and a truly shameless number of references to MyDrunkKitchen, DailyGrace, and general pop culture)
The Boyfriend Tag by theoddpacolypse Keith and Lance are famous YouTubers, along with the rest of their friends, and though they consider each other “rivals” in some ways, they are actually incredibly close. So close that they are actually dating in secret and constantly dropping hints to their fans, whom desperately want them together. Part 1 of What Happens on Youtube series
Red’s voice snapped in his ears, and Lance cursed under his breath. He tried to backpedal quickly, but being flat on his back with the enemy looming above made for certain movement limitations. On top of that, he was already injured, and he could see the red patch spreading across his thigh. He could really use some of Hunk’s portable healing pods, that was for sure. And that, Lance observed, was a very nasty looking knife that was about to plunge straight through his chest.
Effect: +100% Love, -100% Logic (WIP) by manamune In the real world, Lance is barely making it by in his senior year. He’s failing most of his classes and is only one more fuck up away from being kicked off the swim team.
In the virtual reality game Voltron, Lance lives an entirely different life as the internationally-known Blue, an archer with impeccable aim. He’s filthy rich, has a trillion friends, and is a part of the most feared guild in the game.There’s just one problem: he’s madly in love one of his guildmates, Red.
Things begin to go downhill when a kid who acts suspiciously similar to Red transfers to Lance’s school.
It’s Mutual (Follow Back Already) by JessicaMDawn At twenty-four, Keith decides to figure out what this 'tumblr’ thing is. It’s confusing at first, but Keith learns to have fun with it with help from a few new friends. AKA Keith’s adventures on tumblr.
Oh my god, Izzy I aDORE your Voltron HCs so mUCH— I find myself rereading them often when I need a giggle omg. Keep doing what u do u radiant garden flower..... u succulent peach...... u beautiful dominos two for one deal...... 👌😩🌻🌻🌻
honestly that’s,,, the nicest thing anyone’s ever said to me
[literally anything happens] “houston we have a problem”
*coran voice* “who’s houston?? i’m coran???”
allura: “i’m a diplomat” also allura: wakes up, insults someone’s ears, tries to break their arm
if coran finds a gray hair on his head he’ll shapeshift it back to orange
hunk: “well panicking didn’t solve the problem so i guess i’m out of ideas”
keith swears that sometimes in battle he can faintly hear lance going “pew pew pew” when he shoots at robots
keith: [about to do that shit] shiro: “ke-” lance: “keith”
keith: “…fine >:(” shiro: ?????
lmao so how long do you think it takes shiro to realize that lance is keith’s new voice of reason?
pidge: “this plan will require using lance’s greatest strength” lance: “what? my hair? my eyes?” pidge: “your obnoxious personality”
“Wakes you up with neck kisses while he murmurs “Wake up baby, c’mon baby, there you go” as his hands travel straight to your breasts and squeezes gently till you’re more awake
Drags his fingers gently over your whole body until you’re completely covered in goose bumps
Absolutely loves how shy you get when his mouth gets filthy when you’re least expecting it. “Put the book down love, I wanna eat that sweet pussy for breakfast”. You’d go red. And he’d love it.
Will lie on his side next to you while you’re on your stomach watching Netflix, and his hands will randomly start massaging your thighs. “Harry” you’d warn. “Mmm” is all he’d mumble with a small smile. “I need to get through one episode of FRIENDS with out us having sex before the episode’s up, it’s 20 minutes” you would tell him. “That’s too long darling” he’d whine. “Think of how many times I could make you scream with 20 minutes”
“With me you always come twice, at least twice”
Was so gentle and loving the first time you slept together. Constantly asked if you were okay. Refused to fuck you until you came.
Was so completely on board with your praise kink. “Baby, you’re always so good for me. My good girl”
Spanks you whenever you do something he doesn’t like. Like the one time you smiled and laughed at that idiot’s joke at your office party, because the idiot was your boss. “Count them for me baby, 6 more left” he’d say soothing the sting before his hand would come down again.
Would demand that you open your legs for him after he’s teased you all day long, knowing how wet you’d be for him.
“This? It belongs to me” he’d growl, stroking up and down your heat before plunging his fingers into you.
So. Much. Over-stimulation.
Speaking of over stimulation, would just drag you back to your place when you’d move away, far too sensitive. You’d be whimpering and begging him to stop, but he’d keep on going.
“Now baby, since you were naughty and didn’t ask permission to come, you get two options. Shall I edge you till you beg me to let you come or make you come until you’re begging me to stop?”
Pins your hands over your head when you’ve misbehaved, but he doesn’t have it in him to spank you or to deny you an orgasm. He knows how much you love to touch him during sex.
“Don’t you dare hide your face, I wanna see you when you come”
Wouldn’t let you out of bed post sex. “Oh no, you’re staying right here baby” he’d growl playfully. “Harry” you’d giggle “I need to do things today”. “Yes. you need to do me, over and over again”
Cuddles because he was rough with you the night before.
He’s big on aftercare, let’s be serious, he’s a sweetheart.
Would kiss every inch of your body while you came down from however many orgasms he’d fucked into you that night.
“God, you ride me so good. So good f’me” he’d groan whenever you were on top
Made you come 6 times in one night. The 6th was the best. He’d whipped out a curvy toy, astounding you, pushed the toy into your overly sensitive core and sucked on your clit until you were screaming. And that, was how you experienced your first ever squirt.
Worshiped you on the occasions where you surprised him in lingerie. “Get over here, your boyfriend’s got some work to do”
Would always be trying new positions with you.
The one time you faked an orgasm because you were both tipsy and you knew it wasn’t gonna happen, he got so upset until you told him he was the best you’d ever had. He made up for it. All. Damn. Night.
“Did I ever tell you I really, really like having sex with you?”
Y/N’s eyes widened as her jaw gaped as her uncle led her into the BAU. Aaron Hotchner glanced over his shoulder with a small smile. It had been forever since he had seen his niece. So, when she called and asked to visit, he was more than happy to allow it.
The niece slowly caught up to her uncle and latched onto his arm. Her awed gaze returned to Hotch’s smirking one.
“This place looks amazing,” she complimented, “This whole place is probably run on caffeine though.” Hotch laughed as he nodded. “Let me introduce you to my team.”
Y/N nodded as he led her further into the room. The pair soon slowed down by a clump of desks. Prentiss, Morgan, and Reid glanced up. Having seen Hotch approach, Rossi left his office and made his way down.
“Y/N, these are agents Emily Prentiss and Derek Morgan. This is Dr. Spencer Reid. Everybody, this is my niece, Y/N.” “I highly doubt that,” Rossi teased holding out his hand. “David Rossi.” She shook his hand. “Not to sound like a groupie, but I’ve read your work. As well as yours, Dr. Reid.” Morgan quirked a brow. “Really? I don’t suppose you understood any of it.” Y/N smirked. “All of it, actually. He explained the content quite well.”
Hotch smirked at a blushing Reid. He stood up and held out his hand. Y/N shook it.
-he’d be groaning loudly as your head bobbed up and down his length underneath his desk, but the instant you felt his member twitch leading you to immediately stop-
*lets out an annoyed whimpered* “Jagi, come on- I need to cum don’t stop.”
You; *giggles, slowly stroking his manhood* “No yet babe.~”
“I swear to god, y/n, I’m gonna fucking lose it.”
-just as your skilled mouth seemed to usher him close to his edge, you stop rising up only to straddle him; gently grinding your sopping core against his cock-
*throws his head back, letting out a loud desperate groan* “Fu- Fuck..” “Please let me feel you, princess.. I ne- I need to finish..”
-gripping your hips, you expertly rode him; filling the room with a mix of yours and his moans, but just as he began to whimper you slowly lifted yourself off him, allowing his swollen member to slip out of you-
You; “No cumming yet, TaeTae..”
*immediately whines, bucking his hips up* “Ja- Jagi, please don’t do this now, please..”
You; “I didn’t give you permission to cum, though.”
*pouts while letting soft mewls escape him as you lightly tracing the tip along your heat* “I can’t help it, your pussy just feels so good.” “Please, just let me cum babygirl, please.”
-as you rode him, he’d thrust upwards, matching each one of your movements; gripping your thighs, pressing his fingertips into you as he let out a shaky groan-
“I’m- I’m gonna..” *his thrusts start to turn sloppy as his member begins to twitch inside you and you automatically move off him; your mouth taking your heat’s spot* “Y/n, babygirl, please don’t play games- I need to cum..” *you just giggle, giving his aching member little kitten licks*
“Fi- Fine, just wait til you want to cum then.”
-just as the feeling of your skilled mouth drew his climax closer and closer, you’d slowly lift off him; gently stroking his swollen length-
*his staggered breaths and angelic whines automatically had you giggling* “Don- Don’t laugh, Jagi..” *pouts as he just seems to melt under your touch* “Please, don’t tease me anymore, I need to cum so badly.”
-he’d be so enveloped in watching your bounce up and down his manhood, that he wouldn’t notice his incoming climax until sensitivity began to wash over him-
“Sh- Shit..” *he’s soft growl as he looked up at you, biting his lip*
You; “Are you gonna cum?” *you grin as he immediately nods, leading you to slowly move off him*
“Fucking hell, don’t play games now babygirl- you can’t do this to me.”
-you knew not to play games with him, especially when it came to him reaching his release, but you chose to anyway; as he fucked you from behind, you listened to his shaky groans allowing him to usher his climax closer before finally wriggling away-
*the instant he slipped out of your warmth, he’d let out a frustrated animalist growl* “What- What the fuck?” *the little giggle that’d you’d let slip only made his aggression heighten* “Don’t fucking play with me, little girl..” *bruisingly grips your hips as he pulls you back to place before slamming back into you; fucking you with deep, harsh strokes*