Rules: You can find past weekly rec lists here, and non-list recs in my general fic rec tag. This is stuff I like, and I have a huge bias toward Lance, hurt/comfort, and general fluff, in that order. Gen unless otherwise noted. Please comment on the fics if you read and enjoy them!
Yes, it has been a full two weeks since the last “weekly” rec list. I have a good excuse. TOO MANY fics. There have been SO MANY excellent gen fics in the last two weeks, mostly because of @platonicvldweek, that I simply could not stop reading long enough to make a list. I am serious. And if I listed all of them, it would be just…ridiculously long. So many fantastic authors participated, and most of them posted seven stories, one for each day, and I just can’t do a rec for every single one.
So this week only, the rec list is going to be different than usual. For a bunch of the recs, it’ll a link either to an author’s collection of Platonic VLD Week fics, or one in particular that I consider my favorite, and I’ll make a few comments about how awesome they are, though that really should be a given. And I’ll ask you, my dear rec consumers, to go and read EVERYTHING each author wrote and comment as much as you can, because we need to keep encouraging this to keep the train going. IT’S BEEN WORKING SO WELL! Gen in this fandom is flourishing! It’s SO much better than other fandoms I’ve been in! That’s awesome, and it makes me really happy, but we gotta keep it going.
Not every fic here was written for the event, so some will be regular recs the way I typically do them.
So Here’s what You’re Not Going to Do by BreakTheDawn Words:
19,572 (WIP 9/?) Author’s Summary: He lets them take out the frustrations on him. Encourages it really, because people need an outlet for their anger, and Lance has always been the best at making people angry at him. (And if his heart twinges a little every time he has to let someone be particularly mean to him, then he just has to remember that this is what he’s good at. What he’s good for.) But Lance is an older brother, and an uncle, and a younger brother. He learned sometimes keeping people means sacrificing his own feelings for a bit. He’s been taught that he can’t always let his feelings take a back seat though. After all, what happens if the rock falls apart? So, while Lance is always prepared to be the enemy on any given day, there are certain days and certain things that he will not let fly. Or, What happens when Lance is sick of his teammate’s shit. My Comments: At first I was afraid this was going to be one of those fics where everyone feels OOC in order to make Lance into the perfect woobie, but it’s really not. Everyone (except Hunk and Coran) is just having a bad day, or misunderstanding things, and they take it out on Lance because he’s an easy target for one reason or another. But Lance doesn’t take it lying down, which is good to see, though it eventually becomes too much for him. I really like these kind of emotional breakdown fics, not gonna lie, and I’m very much looking forward the healing that I know is coming. Can’t wait for more.
Friends in Space Places by VelkynKarma My Comments: I’ve recced this author before, so you should KNOW how good she is, but holy crap, she pulled out all the stops for this week. By far the highest word count, and every single word is absolute gold. I have a VERY hard time picking a favorite from this collection, but the day 7 fic is a multi-chapter How to Train Your Dragon AU that’s still being posted, and holy crap, it’s so good. SOO GOOD. But they’re all good! So much hurt/comfort, so much protective paladins, so much badassery all in one place. Just read them. Read them all.
Hand-Me-Downs, Leftovers by yet_intrepid Words:
Author’s Summary: “You don’t have to lie to make me feel better,” says Keith. “I’m not lying,” Shiro says. He takes a bite of his pizza; Keith mirrors him with the burrito. “Every step is a good step.” My Comments: Short and sweet and perfect. So much feeling in a cold piece of pizza and a microwaved burrito. And I feel like I’ve had the same conversation during my college years.
Blue and Bruised by DizzyBunnies Words:
13,196 (WIP 5/?) Author’s Summary:
While saving innocent citizens from a minefield, Lance and the Blue Lion take a beating. Lance’s high brain activity threatens the use of a healing pod, so the team venture out to find a plant that may help Lance’s healing process. Hunk stays behind to watch after Lance, but will he be able to hold down the fort on his own?
My Comments: It’s hurt!Lance, and you know how much I like that. I really like the character interactions in this one.
How Much is that Doggy in the Window by isabeau25 Words:
Prequel to “What Every Little Kid Wants.” Keith finds Shiro’s birthday present and the rest of the team makes sure it will work out the way he thinks it will.
My Comments: I’m going to say this a lot, but read the whole series. The younger paladins work together to get a puppy for Shiro, and it’s adorable and wonderful. The first fic in the series is about Keith adopting a pet for himself, and it’s absolutely perfect.
Dream, Seam by ardett Words:
Lance is the blue paladin. The Galra realize this before he does.
My Comments: I’ve screamed before here about how thoroughly this fic wrecked me, but I mean it. It WRECKED me. The author and I are gonna try to co-write a sequel, because I lost control of myself and wrote a thousand words of aftermath headcanons in the comments. So yeah. Look forward to that. Also read the rest of this author’s fics for Platonic VLD Week. They’re all great.
You’re The Only North Star (Platonic VLD Week) by story_monger My Comments: Oh, man, so hard to pick a favorite. They’re all so GOOD, and they’re scattered evenly across the entire crew. I’m tempted to say Moonshadow, because it has hurt!Lance, but I think my favorite is actually The Beat Down for Coran just being absolutely BADASS and AMAZING and also interacting with Lance and reassuring him and just being…amazing. Gah, that fic made me love Coran so much, and I already adore him. Read it. Read them all.
Platonic VLD Week by hufflepirate My Comments: Again, pretty much impossible to pick a favorite, but the Pacific Rim AU is SO COOL. And also sad and heartbreaking, but mostly cool. Coran is an amazing mentor to Shiro, and so smart and kind despite his unease with the way the Voltron jaeger works. And his relationship with Allura and backstory with Alfor were beautiful and tragic, respectively. Read read read.
Maja’s Platonic VLD Week 2017 by windscryer My Comments: Such excellent, excellent hurt/comfort, and a lot of focus on Pidge, which is refreshing. I think my favorite is Break on Me for the protective Lance, but again, they’re all amazing. Read them all.
Impulsive/Spontaneous by gringle Words:
Author’s Summary: Lance and Allura finally have a bonding moment. Part of Platonic VLD week: Day 6 Injury/Healing My Comments: Such an EXCELLENT Lance, and great interaction for him and Allura. I love stories where Lance becomes a diplomat for team Voltron and uses his social skills to be amazing and badass. Yes, yes, baby, you have a thing, and it’s a fantastic thing that not everyone can do (I certainly can’t, myself), and you should be proud. I was so happy when Allura got angry, holy crap. Protective Allura is my jam. One of my jams. I have a lot of jams, but this one is delicious.
Small Fierce Things by playswithworms Words:
Pidge is badly injured. Shiro does his best to angst over it, but is foiled.
My Comments: Pidge is an absolute badass, and so adorable, and the way she was EXCITED about the possibilities in what most would see as a horrible, unredeemable situation was amazing, and so her. Love this one. Love Pidge. Love Shiro.
Platonic VLD Week by BrOwNiEfOx My Comments: I think my favorite is Pride as Family. Love that lion bonding, and everyone gets a chance to shine. It’s all good.
Measuring Up by MoonlitWaterSunnyRiver Words:
Keith has insomnia, and finally decides to *do* something about it. Turns out he’s not the only one up at night. Keith & Lance friendship, written for Platonic VLD Week.
My Comments: Aw, boys. Good talk.
Foundation by buttered_onions for mumblefox Words:
Author’s Summary: “Wait,” Lance says, eyes narrowed in suspicion. “I thought you said you’ve known Shiro all your life.” “I might as well have,” Keith says. The story of how Keith and Shiro meet. My Comments: STAR WARS AU. This is so so so good, holy crap. And it’s a Jed Temple Star Wars AU, where the boys are Jedi with all of the Old Republic Jedi crap about how attachments are dangerous messing up both Keith and Shiro and making it hard for them to navigate the friendship that both of them desperately need. But they figure it out. Gorgeous stuff, gorgeously written. Read the whole series.
Haircut by earthstar Words:
Keith is in dire need of a haircut.
My Comments: I have previously recced other fics in this series. Just read it all. It’s all good. Then subscribe to the series so you don’t miss anything. Trust me, you’ll be glad you did.
Hair Care In Space by earthstar, isabeau25 Words:
7,764 (WIP 4/8) Author’s Summary:
Just because you’re travelling in outer space in a flying castle, doesn’t mean you can skip out taking care of your hair.
My Comments: Everyone is adorable and it’s all good.
Come Back (as pure as gold) by BossToaster (ChaoticReactions) Words:
Author’s Summary: When Shiro steps out of his lion after the final battle with Zarkon, something is off. Seems like he missed something. Ten years of it. My Comments: See above. Also this ones hurts and I hate it.
the art of the trade by tuesdayandtuesday Words:
2,696 Author’s Summary:
day three of platonic vld week - lions/bonding in which keith and red share a moment or three. s2 spoilers.
My Comments: This one is gorgeous and heartbreaking and so, so worth it.
Catch & Release by anonymous_scapegoat Words:
Some Galra grunt makes the mistake of putting Pidge and Lance in the same cell. It goes about as well as you’d expect.
My Comments: Pidge and Lance being smart and snarky and perfect and working together really, really well. It really felt like an episode of the show.
when it rains, it pours by tuesdayandtuesday Words:
Author’s Summary: day three of platonic vld week - lions/bonding in which lance cannot bear to be himself, and blue cannot bear to have him otherwise. s2 spoilers. My Comments: I love Lance and Blue interaction so much, and this is beautiful.
Family is the Mixture of Chaos and Caring by CamillaLynne14 Words:
The teams morning has been… Chaotic. With a rough start to the day, then right into an intense training exercise, Coran and Allura feel guilty for how hard they’ve been working them. So the two form a surprise that may not go as planned.
My Comments: They tried, and no one should criticize them.
Hologram by AboveWeird Words:
Author’s Summary: What Lance never anticipated was missing the stars. It felt so weird, so wrong to be out here among the stars when he knew nothing of their names or the myths they took part in. Most of all he missed the sun. It seemed like a silly thing. A giant ball of flaming gases shouldn’t be so dear, but yet no other star could ever mean as much. It had watched over him, looming and unseeing, for all of his life. It was a constant. And now, by an unthinkable turn of events, it was gone. All he had left was this hologram. My Comments: Cuddle pile on Lance! It’s good.
Maggie: do you know how much food I buy for her? She has like 3 cabinets in our kitchen. You cannot say no to her when she uses her puppy dog eyes. We have a window thats use is remarkably similar to a doggy door so that Kara can go in and out as she pleases. I’ve woken up to find her asleep in bed with us. She has super human hearing. I’m also pretty sure she would do any number of tricks for potsticker. She also gets lost periodically And I’m also irrationally protective of her despite knowing her a short amount of time.
Songs from the BIOSHOCK OST put into meme form. Send one or more in for our muses to interact. Feel free to change pronouns!
“If I didn’t care, would I feel this way? ” “If this isn’t love, then why would I thrill?” “What makes my heart go ‘round and 'round?” “The party’s over.” “Allow me to say goodbye.” “The stars belong to everyone.” “Love can come to everyone.” “The best things in life are free.” “Wrap your troubles in dreams.” “Dream your troubles away.” “There’s only one thing to do.” “Sunshine always follows the rain.” “Just smile as they fall.” “Weren’t you king for a day?” “Your castles may tumble.” “The weak ones fade.” “You’ve got lots of friends.” “You can help yourself.” “My lover stands on golden sands.” “My heart will lead me there.” “They used to tell me I was building a dream.” “I followed the mob.” “Once I built a railroad.” “Brother, can you spare a dime?” “Once I built a tower up to the sun.” “I was the kid with the drum.” “Why don’t you remember?” “Until I first met you, I was lonesome.” “This old world seemed new to me.” “I’ve racked my brain.” “Please let me explain.” “You’re the fairest in the land.” “Kiss me and say you understand.” “I am begging for your hand.” “Each language only helps me tell you how grand you are.” “I think of you night and day.” “Our dreams cannot last long.” “People seem to lose their way.” “What is there to strive for?” “It’s getting me down.” “I must take a trip to California.” “If he has a dog, he won’t be lonesome." "How much is that doggie in the window?” “I do hope that doggie’s for sale.” “I read in the papers there are robbers.” “My love needs a doggie to protect him.” “I don’t want a bunny or a kitty.” “I don’t want a parrot that talks.” “He can’t take a goldfish for a walk.” “It’s bad for me.” “I feel certain my friends would be glad for me.” “I’m just crazy about myself.” “I still have a feeling it’s bad for me.” “Papa does great with it.” “He goes fast; she goes slow.” “I’m so pathetic.” “You’re the smile on the Mona Lisa.” “I’m a worthless check.” “I’m a toy balloon that’s fated soon to pop.” “The summer’s gone, and all the roses are falling.” “I’ll be here in sunshine or in shadow.” “Tell me that you love me.” “I shall sleep in peace until you come to me.” “My heart still remembers you.” “They always stare at me.” “Who can that fool be?” “Somehow I can’t forget.”
“I know! I gotta believe!”
Its been a year since I discovered Parappa the rapper. It’s amazing how this series has changed me as a person and stirred a new way to new possibilities in my career as an artist. Knowing Parappa led to me discovering Rodney Alan Greenblat (my biggest inspiration). Crazy how a little series about a rapping dog can inspire and motivate you to do more, huh? I celebrate this day as my second birthday, because of this great discovery. Thanks Rodney for my life (seriously now!) And thanks for showing me how to believe. You truly have Come a Long Way.
“How much is that doggy in the window? The dog with the sick beats?”
“Makkachin…hold still for just a second.” Viktor huffed as he tried wrestling with his full-sized poodle, “I promise that I will get you one of those doggy cupcakes you love so much if you just hold still.” This is not how he had planned to spend his Wednesday evening. He hadn’t intended to be bribing his dog or wrestling with the playful pooch either. If he had just gone home the way he normally does and hadn’t passed the pet shoppe. If he hadn’t happened to glance in at the window and saw the most adorable Santa hat perched on the owner’s labradoodle’s head. If he hadn’t gone in and bought both him and Makkachinn a set of matching Santa hats…
“Makka, please,” Viktor whined as he once again fixed the Santa hat atop Makka’s head, “Daddy just wants one picture. You look so cute in it and Daddy wants to be able to remember it for forever.” Makkachin just panted and looked at him with her silly gaze; she looked like the poster dog of innocence.
“Good girl, Makkachin. Who’s a good girl?” Viktor cooed as he kissed the poodle’s nose softly and squished her cheeks lovingly, getting ready to try to take a picture as he waddled while crouching to kneel next to the poodle. With one hand on Makkachin’s collar and the other trying to find the capture button on his Blackberry Pearl, he began to smile so he wouldn’t look so awkward in the photo. He found, what he presumed was the right button, and held up the phone with the screen facing away from him.
“Say cheese, Makka!” He said as he smiled wider and hit the button. That’s when many things happened at once. There was a knock at the next door Neighbor’s door (the walls were a tad too thin for Viktor’s liking). Makkachinn barked and pulled from Viktor’s grip as she hurriedly went to greet the visitor that wasn’t there for them. The flash flicked as Viktor teetered from the sudden pulling from his dog, thankfully managing to stay on his knees instead of falling over.
“Makkachin,” He sighed softly as he walked to the door where the poodle was practically bouncing with excitement for a visitor that wouldn’t come, “There’s nobody there.”
Makkachin whined as Viktor sat down in the entrance hall and pulled the poodle into his arms, getting her to lay across his lap. He pet her softly for a few minutes trying to get her to calm down and stop wiggling as he hummed too her softly.
When she finally stopped whining and began to lick at his pant cover knee, he spoke, “Can we take that picture Makka? Please?” The poodle wiggled in his arms and barked happily at him before wiggling herself from his arms and bounding into the living room. He chuckled and stood himself and followed his beloved poodle. He rounded the couch, Makkachinn cantered over to him with her Santa hat in hand and laid it at her owner’s feet as she sat and panted happily.
“Aww. Good girl, Makka,” He cooed and stooped to be closer to her. He petted her head and nosed her nose as he balanced the hat once more on her head, “Such a good girl. Yes, you’re daddy’s good girl, Makkachinn.” She woofed once more and let her tongue loll out before licking his cheek lovingly.
“Daddy loves you so much Makka,” Viktor told the poodle as he led her over to the spot with the best lighting in the room. She bounced in place for a moment, as Viktor knelt on the floor once more, phone in hand, “Sit. Sit…good girl.” As Makka sat, Viktor knelt down next to her and opened his camera on his phone once more, “Stay Makkachinn. Just stay for a minute so Daddy can get his picture.”
The dog panted and let her tongue loll out once more as she licked at Viktor’s cheek, making her owner smile at her lovingly. He turned the phone around so he could take the picture and mumbled to the dog once more, “Good girl Makka. Now stay.” Makkachin stopped licking his cheek and wrist as Viktor came closer to her head and put his cheek next to her to her snout. As his finger pressed in on the capture button, Makkachinn’s tongue darted out of its usual place on the side of her mouth to lick at Viktor’s nose, making him laugh.
The flash went off and the moment had been captured forever…
No one asked for it, but here is my selection of love songs for the sole survivor and the various companions romances, plus the ones we can’t technically have because we all want things we can’t have. (All the links go to youtube):