Watching Derek dote on someone is hard – harder than Stiles
thought it would ever be, despite the fact he knows it’s insincere; despite the
fact it’s the job and nothing more.
It’s hard because
Stiles hasn’t had those arms around him in months, hasn’t had opportunity to
arrange a chance meeting on a crowded street in weeks, hasn’t had Derek’s eyes
meet his and watched his mouth curl into a smile for him.
Derek’s team have
been fairly indulgent, letting Stiles tag along on the assignment to observe
and allowing him to blend with various crowds just to be close to Derek. Early
on, before Derek insinuated himself into their mark’s life, they even allowed
them to talk on the phone, but that might as well have been in another
hates his job, hates Derek’s job, hates the fact they’d never have met if it
wasn’t for their jobs because then he can’t hate it as much.
Stiles is across the
restaurant and he can’t tear his eyes away from the back of Derek’s head for
more than a few seconds at a time, usually at the prompting of the agent he’s
sitting across from.
Headcanon that Gavin is all words. His voice is a constant in the lives of the crew, whether it’s him squeaking playfully as he rough houses with the Lads or whether he’s sweet talking a potential client, wringing out a deal to his liking. It’s his area of expertise, using his silver tongue to whisper his will into the ears of others, all the while the gold on his body and the twinkle in his eye dazzles them into putty. His words are not always pleasantries, not always so soft and airy. He’s quite good at interrogations. Not so much the physical aspect, that’s what the Vagabond and other, scarier members were for, but his words are nothing to be trifled with. They’re dangerous and will twist your brain as easily as if it was between his fingers. Gavin’s always talking. He actually never shuts up, as far as the crew is concerned. Even if it’s tired rambling or stupid questions to make the crew scratch their heads. It’s always something.
However, as much as Gavin Free talks, you’d be sorely mistaken if you think he’s going to say anything if you interrogate him. Gavin’s been captured and tortured before by someone foolish enough to think as much as the Golden Boy talks, he’ll fess up easily. Gavin doesn’t make a sound. Not a whimper. Not a cry. He sits there with his teeth clenched, eyes glaring at the ground in front of him, and he doesn’t say a word. He takes every wound in dead silence, every hit with only a flinch. No snarky comments like Ryan. No angry threats like Michael. No pleading, No bargaining. Only an unwavering resolution to not give anyone the satisfaction they crave. He doesn’t trust easily, but his loyalty is bone deep. Gavin Free will not be taken advantage of, and he will not let a single word, a single sound, jeopardize his crew.
“You’d think they’d stop sending us on away missions,” he agreed. Honestly, between the poisonous plants of their last planet, and Lance’s tendency to always end up on the business end of every blaster or pointy ended stick, Allura was just being inefficient at this point.
Or, five times Keith kissed Lance but the situation was less than ideal, and one time Lance finally kissed him back. [5+1 Times]
supermassive black hole by epiproctan (NC-17, 7k) Summary:Keith has always known that he wasn’t going to get what he truly wants out of the arrangement, but he also hadn’t ever imagined that it would just…end.
aka that classic fic where lance wants to stop hooking up but keith wants something else entirely [Friends with Benefits, Mutual Pining]
you never stood a chance by kagshina (PG, 12k) Summary:lance to hunk ♡ >i’m gonna fukin die hunk oh mygod i sent >keith a work out selfie that i wan supposed to fcukin send to you and you know what it said >”BET YOU WANNA LICK THESE NIPS” >HUNK I WILL NEVE BE ABLE TO FCE HIM AGAIN I WANT TO DI E
(Or, Keith is beautiful, Lance has a crush, and there’s lots of shirtless selfies) [College AU/Snapchat]
Love and Other Questions by squirenonny (PG, 46.6k, WIP) Summary: One week after news of the Kerberos disaster broke, Pidge receives a new Mark–proof that Matt is still alive. She breaks into the Garrison to find him, only to find herself caught up in the fight for the fate of the universe.
Keith keeps his arms covered so he doesn’t have to watch Shiro’s scars compounding on his skin–but doing so means cutting off contact with his romantic soulmate, who greets him each morning with a new (and terrible) pickup line.
Shiro and Matt thought they were the luckiest people alive when they found out they were going to Kerberos together. But Shiro hasn’t seen Matt’s untidy scrawl on his arm in almost a year, and he has no idea if his soulmate is even still alive.
[Canonverse Soulmate AU with romantic and platonic soulmates (and some gray areas in between)] [Soulmates and Soulmate Marks, WIP]
Save a Horse (But Also Spare the Cowboy)by Mytay (PG, 0.8k) Summary:“Keith, did you just break out your Texas for me? Did you just make a space cowboy pun for me?” “No. Also, the fact that bad jokes turn you on explains so much.” [Space Cowboys]
That was the only thought in Lance’s mind right now, as he tried to make himself comfortable on the awkward nest of blankets, pillows, and sleeping bags. This was all Pidge’s fault. They’d offhandedly mentioned something about having a sleepover party once with their friends, and Allura had immediately picked up on the idea, insisting that it’d be “an excellent team-building opportunity”. And that was how the five Paladins of Voltron and the two Alteans had ended up building a sort of fort in the bridge of the Castle of Lions, and playing the most heinous game known to mankind.
Truth or Dare. [Team Bonding]
Your Love Has Shown Me Proof by freshia (PG, 22.4k) Summary:“This situation is a bit more complicated than we initially realized.” Lance raises an eyebrow, but Pidge is the one to question that. “Define complicated.” Allura takes no more time beating around the bush, “Well, I received a transmission. Keith and Lance–from the future, that is–would like to have their daughter back.”
or: Lance and Keith deal with a walking spoiler, in the form of a little girl who just wants to get back to her own home. [Time Travel, Kid Fic]
dynamic by kagshina (PG, 13.5k, WIP) Summary: “So, uh,” Keith starts, and Lance notices the way he shifts, like he’s not quite sure how to say what he wants to say. “How are we gonna…do this?”
Before answering the question, Lance makes a quick list in his head of things he should never do: Ask the boy he has a huge crush on to be his fake boyfriend for the sake of proving a point (even if Lance thinks he’s going to say no, because apparently he might actually say yes!) [Fake/Pretend Relationship, WIP]
You stole a BABY?! by genericfanatic (PG, 24.3k) Summary: The castle ship has a new stowaway, and Keith and Lance must figure out how to take care of them without alerting the rest of the crew. [Kid Fic, Accidental Baby Acquisition]
Rushing To Say Nothing by LynnLarsh (NC-17, 36.7k) Summary:“What the hell was that?” Keith says, sounding strangely pissed. Probably jealous; whatever happened, Lance is a lucky son of a bitch and Keith knows it. Coran clears his throat before answering, and when Lance finally pulls his eyes away from the crowd, that purplish blush from earlier has increased to a noticeable shade of violet across his cheeks. “It seems our boy Lance here has just been propositioned by the local brothel.”
A.k.a. That time Lance went into an alien brothel to prove a point and came out perhaps a little too enlightened.
The Little Things by fairietailed (G, 1.6k) Summary: On Friday Hunk can hear the two of them behind him as they walk to the control room, and he swears he hears something akin to a kiss, and Keith whispering.
“That’s 10-7, Cargo Pilot. Try catching up.”
When Hunk turns around Lance is bright red, and there’s a foot of space between him and Keith.Or maybe he’s imagining things? [Secret Relationship]
Marital Mayhem by genello (PG, 26k, WIP) Summary: Cornered by the Galra, Lance and Keith find shelter in a local temple. There’s just one problem—the natives seem to think the two of them are engaged. [Fake/Pretend Relationship, WIP]
Burning Love by TeaAndKittens (NC-17, 7k, WIP) Summary: An injury sustained on the job for firefighter Keith means an extended medical leave that makes him feel useless and angry. He’s so desperate to get back to his crew at Station 5 that he’s almost willing to try anything - except yoga. Especially after Hunk calls this friend of his that owns a yoga studio and Keith gets supporting evidence for his claim that only crazy people practice yoga.
Somehow, despite all of that, Hunk and Shiro manage to bully him into at least trying it. He shows up for that first class expecting to hate it. What he’s not expecting is for Hunk’s friend to be hot like the fire of a thousand suns. Or even more insane in person.
Or: Keith’s life. So Hard. [Firefighter/Yoga Instructor AU, WIP]
“Oh wait..wait, shit! Shit! Did I marry a hot babe last night? Talk about a wild birthday!” Lance crows, waving his arms with glee.
“No,” says Keith. “You married me.”
In which the paladins visit Las Vegas for Lance’s 21st birthday, Keith and Lance get married, Allura goes missing, Pidge gets arrested, and Shiro goes to the spa. [Accidentally Married in Vegas - still in universe not au! WIP]
Seven Daysby MilkTeaMiku (NR, 63.5k, Series) Summary: The Galra has a new weapon that de-ages the Paladins into babies for a week. [De-aged/Kid Fic]
Thank God For Hometowns by merycula (thanksillpass) (PG, 6.5k) Summary: Lance tells his grandparents that he has a boyfriend to get them off his back, and is forced to ask his neighbor Keith to pretend to date him when they come with a visit. [Fake Dating]
“Did god send you? Are you an angel?” Keith didn’t look very frightened as this concept of being dead worked its way out of him. Lance ran a hand through his own hair, smiling wryly.
“Please, eat the cracker, Keith.”
“What’s your name?” Keith’s voice cracked, desperately, excitedly. “Please. Who are you?”
“My name is Lance,” Lance paused, nerves sitting uncomfortably in the bottom of his stomach– deep, in the part he never searched. He licked his lips and ran a hand through his unwashed hair. “I’m, um, I’m your fiancé.” [Amnesia]
On Thin Iceby Minadora (R, 150k, WIP) Summary: 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. [Ice Hockey/Figure Skater AU]