“Keith is a barista who hates his job. Lance works at the cat shelter across the street.” [i cried. i don’t cry often when reading fics, but this one fucking got me. it’s fantastic, in both the concept and the (VERY well-written) execution. there are kitties. please read.]
“‘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.” [i started this one while it was still in progress because i’d heard so many good things about it and i’m so glad i did. 7 chapters, lots of dancing, and very good writing]
“‘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.’” [keith and lance meet their daughter from the future– which is just as adorable as it sounds– but they’re not even dating?? shenanigans ensue. it’s so sweet and heart-warming. i love this so much]
“Keith just wanted a summer job to help pay for college. He didn’t expect to be coworkers with a complete asshole who hated his guts. He didn’t expect to fall for him, either.” [this fic is refreshing as fuck and full of all the pining you could ever want, with a side of beach-related fun and team voltron bonding over their summer jobs. it is so good.]
“Lance and Keith are rival cosplayers, who only know each other by their online usernames. They are fiercely competitive, but are also desperately attracted to each other. You’d think they would just get together already, but there’s a couple of problems: // 1. Keith crossplays, so Lance has absolutely no idea that Keith is a boy. // 2. Both of them are idiots, and can’t seem to figure out that that hot cosplayer they like, is also that hot guy that they drool over every day at school.” [3 chapters, hidden identities, nerdy references, and so. much. cosplay. what more could you ask for? plus it’s hella fucking cute, if you weren’t already sold.]
“Lance deals with the aftermath of being sucked into a black hole and stranded on an alien planet. // When Lance wakes up, all he can see is blue.” [this fic has a permanent tab open on my phone so that i never lose it. that’s how much this one means to me. this was written before season 2, so technically it’s an au where lance and keith are stranded on separate planets after the wormhole, and the only paladins they can contact are each other. it’s full of emotional bonding and poignancy and damn, the writing is so fucking good.]
“A new bakery pops up right across the street from Lance’s bakery. // In which Lance is an idiot, Keith is an asshole, and Pidge is the next Dr. Phil.” [have you ever wanted lance and keith to send each other passive-aggressive baked goods as their rivalry blooms into friendship? look no further. seriously, stop looking and read this fic. please. i’m in love with it.]
“‘ … tell me why Blue is making the moves on Keith.’ // Pidge stared at him, a touch incredulous. ‘You really haven’t figured it out?’ // ‘Pidge. I am very intelligent, but I am not a genius,’ Lance said patiently. ‘Spell it out for me.’ // ‘Well, you just sort of answered your own question,’ Pidge said, snorting. ‘Your Lion is making the moves on Keith — and by ‘moves’ I mean responding to your abject terror whenever Keith is in danger.’” [this author’s dialogue is so spot on, like i will automatically hear it in the character’s voice, and that doesn’t come to me easily. and just. lance. he deserves so much love, and this fic gives it to him.]
You had always been confident in yourself when it came to being in a relationship. You had the experience, and you knew exactly what to do in any given situation. Of course, these relationships that you had been in weren’t that serious, so maybe your knowledge was a little limited. With that being said, the longest relationship you had ever been in probably lasted a month and a bit. Commitment really wasn’t your thing and you convinced yourself you had more things to worry about than a silly little relationship. You had to get through your classes, you had a part-time job at a cute little bakery downtown… You didn’t have time to deal with the drama that came with being in a relationship!
That is, until you met Harry. (Cheesy, wasn’t it?) Harry Styles had somehow managed to completely switch your perspective on relationships. Suddenly you had prioritized relationships and you found yourself daydreaming about Harry every minute of every day. He was the last thing you thought about when you went to sleep and the first thing you thought about when you woke up. He was just… so perfect in every single way. Almost too perfect. It made you suspicious sometimes because you could never explain to yourself how in the hell you were able to snatch up someone as wonderful (and beautiful) as Harry. Maybe it was because you kept giving him a free apple strudel every time he came into the bakery. Hm.
You two had been seeing each other for about three months now and it was safe to say you were completely head-over-heels for Harry. It was very unlike your character to even consider being in love with somebody because, um, gross, but also because… Well, you didn’t have experience in that department. At all. Getting to experience the being in love part with Harry made everything a whole lot better. In fact, you were so smitten with him you decided to whip up a batch of homemade apple strudels.
Which was how you ended up in the middle of his kitchen covered in flour and apple pureé.
“I…” Harry trailed off, his eyes flicking up to the ceiling to see a dollop of apple pureé. “How did yeh manage to…?” His brows knitted together, wincing after some of it splattered down onto your head.
“Well, I wanted to make apple strudels for you since I forgot to give you one the other day. I figured I’d make a personal batch for you since you seem to like them a lot… I couldn’t find your mixer, so I decided to go for the next best thing: your blender.” You began, reaching up and brushing the pureé off the top of your head. “I put all the ingredients in but I couldn’t find the lid. I also didn’t plug the blender in yet, so I figured I’d plug it in first, put the lid on, and then switch it on. I wasn’t aware that the switch on the blender was already turned on, and that’s how…” You gestured to yourself, a sheepish smile on your face.
Even though you were acting as if everything was okay, it wasn’t. You were completely mortified, and on top of that you couldn’t figure out what Harry’s facial expression was trying to portray. This was your first time staying over at Harry’s place and you already screwed it up by basically destroying his kitchen and wasting a bunch of ingredients. Well, this is it. I’ll never love again after this. At least I’ll have an interesting breakup story.
You were surprised when the silence was suddenly broken by the sound of Harry bursting into laughter, his eyes crinkling at the sides and his dimples coming out on full display. You stood silently for a second, blinking in confusion as you watched him laugh so hard until he was kneeling over. Harry looked up at you quickly before guffawing once again, making a nervous smile twitch at your lips. You tried your best to join in on the laughter, but the best you could come up with was a pathetic ‘ha… ha.. ha….?’ because you had no idea what was so funny. This was humiliating for you! And his kitchen was a mess! Why was this funny??
“You are so bloody cute.” Harry finally said after what seemed like hours of him laughing at you. You pursed your lips in thought, staring at Harry in a confused manner.
“You’re not going to break up with me?” You asked warily, eyes darting around his kitchen as if reminding him you were the one who made this mess.
“Why would I do that, pet?” He giggled, stepping over the pile of egg shells and apple peels on the floor. (You forgot to clean that up.) “If anything, this situation makes me like you even more.” He cooed, pinching your cheek lightly before passing you to grab a roll of paper towels.
“But I… Your kitchen is-”
“It’s not like you destroyed my stove or made my oven explode. A handful of wet paper towels and a garbage bag will clean everything right up.” Harry spoke as a matter of factly, reaching over to dust some flour off your cheek before planting a gentle kiss on your nose. (He would’ve given you a proper kiss but he didn’t want to get any flour on himself.)
“It was very sweet of you to think about me and my apple strudels, by the way. I suggest you get your bum into the shower while I clean up down here, and then we can pop over to the bakery real quick and pick up a box of strudels for the two of us.” Harry didn’t even let you speak, grabbing a towel and swatting your bum lightly with it. “C’mon, get outta my kitchen! Don’t know what else you’ll destroy if I keep yeh in here.” You couldn’t help but chuckle to yourself, turning to scowl playfully at him when he gave you a small pinch.
Harry Styles had managed to completely switch your perspective on relationships and you couldn’t have been happier.
Hey! Another prompt? I don't think you've done quite this idea before but what about one where yuuri wins gold at like 4CC, and friends around the globe congratulate him, including high school and college friends?
Phichit Chulanont @phichit+chu
TO MY BESTEST BEST FRIEND @yuurikatsuki
ON HIS GOLD AT 4CC
Phichit Chulanont @phichit+chu
I AM SO
HAPPY FOR YOU!!! @yuurikatsuki
Yuri Plisetsky @yuri-plisetsky
Phichit Chulanont @phichit+chu
a lose! Also, I am so glad @yuurikatsuki
won!!! NEED ALL THE DETAILS ASAP
Lance lives a comfortable life in the outside mall nicknamed the streets of Voltron. He bakes for a living with his friend, Hunk, and enjoys the company of the other store owners near him. Life seems great and easy until some pretty boy with a mullet opens a bakery across the street from him.
Roy: You know, hon, I was thinking it might be nice to buy a special cake for our guests on Saturday.
A paper-like crease appears between Sonia’s brows.
Sonia: I thought Freddie was supposed to be on a diet. Roy: Well, he starts training camp on Monday. Wouldn’t hurt him to have one last blow-out, would it? Sonia: I suppose I could make my red velvet cake….
Roy’s voice is as smooth as Sonia’s butter cream frosting.
Roy: Your red velvet cake is a masterpiece, hon, don’t get me wrong, but I was thinking more along the lines of a French cake. Sonia: You want me to go to the French Bakery. Roy: Well, you know, only if you’ve got time- Sonia: You want me to see Violet. That’s what you’re really saying, isn’t it? Roy: Is that the time?I’ve got to go. Are you going to give me a kiss good-bye like a normal loving wife? Sonia: Our current topic of conversation proves that I am anything but a normal wife, Roy. And you are not a normal husband. Roy: All I’m asking you to do is pop into the French bakery and see what kind of cakes they have that you think our guests might like. Or pastries. What are those things I like? I think it starts with M- Sonia: Mille-feuilles? Roy: Close. But I think the word I’m looking for is something like…hmmmm…ménage à trois? Sonia: You’re late for work, Roy.
So here I am again. Three seasons in and I’m making yet another fanfic list. But the catch is this time it’s for a very dear friend of mine in need of a good fic list. So here we go! —– dirty pawsby Dreamicide Status: Ongoing (I check daily. It’s that good.) Keith lives a simple, quiet life up in the mountains, until one day a cat appears on his doorstep. And then another. And another. Sometimes his neighbor’s there, too. Or: in which Keith slowly finds himself the protagonist of Neko Atsume.
Shut Up and Dance With Me by wittyy_name Status: Ongoing 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.
Watercastby Fishwrites Status: Ongoing (and BreaKING MY FUCKING HEART) Shiro has been a Galra prisoner for over a year; with his flight feathers clipped and unable to fly. Desperate to escape, he jumps overboard while being transported to the capitol on a Galran ship. Lance is a merman who saves him from drowning. Keith thinks Shiro is about to become mermaid dinner. Hunk just wants Lance to stop going to the surface all the time, dammit!
(AU where Avians (winged folk), Galra, humans and merfolk cohabit earth. Shiro and Keith are avian soldiers, Lance is the youngest son of a Queen, Hunk is also a merman and Pidge is still looking for her family.)
Moth and Flame by wittyy_name Status: Ongoing Keith has been coming back to Altea Tattoos for months now, and it has little to do with the fact that his best friend is the piercer and more to do with the beautiful tattoo artist with talented hands and a smile that makes him weak at the knees. Lance has had a lot of customers in his days, left his mark on plenty of people, but none so memorable as Keith. He finds himself turning to the door with every chime of the bell, hoping to see eyes like the night sky and a shy smile that could rival the moon. When they meet at a concert, the spark between them ignites, creating a heat that’s impossible to resist. They’re both inexplicably drawn to each other. Like a moth to a flame.
White HallwaysbyFernandidilly_yo Status: Oneshot(It’s beautiful and I cried) Keith’s reaction to finding that the black lion is empty, and Shiro is gone.
Every Little Thing That You Do by biibii Status: Oneshot Lance is learning something new about Keith all the time. Because maybe, Lance figures, there’s a softie under Keith’s badass image.
Keith the Amnesiacby jilliancares Status: Oneshot In which an accident leaves Keith temporarily without his Voltron-filled memories and he may or may not spill a few of his better kept secrets to Lance.
nothing’s quite as sweet by dimpleforyourthoughts Status: Oneshot Keith is a barista who hates his job. Lance works at the cat shelter across the street.
Pulsarby southspinner Status: Ongoing /ˈpəlˌsär/ (n.) a celestial object, thought to be a rapidly rotating neutron star, that emits regular pulses of radio waves and other electromagnetic radiation at rates of up to one thousand pulses per second. A story about college, coming to terms with your past, being scared of your future, and running into crazy things like love somewhere in-between.
call me, beep meby orphan_account (;-;) Status: Complete (I adore it to this day) (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 could very 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!
Homesick at Space Campby K0bot Status: Complete Lance realizes he’s been an asshole to Keith, and on a diplomatic mission to a key planet for the Voltron alliance he… overcompensates.
Nightmaresby Trashness Status: Oneshot Lance’s nightmares are getting out of control. It’s effecting his and the team’s performance, but he’s at a loss for how to fix this.Apparently sleeping next to a warm body helps.
high tide, incoming by kojondo Status: Oneshot It starts like this: They’re sitting across from each other at a table in the local burger joint, tossing casual banter and the occasional insult back and forth. It’s familiar and comfortable, reminiscent of every other conversation they’ve ever had, until out of nowhere Lance leans forward and says with a mouth full of fries, “Let’s date.”
you’re so sweet; will you be mine?by jojotxt Status: Oneshot A new bakery pops up right across the street from Lance’s bakery. … In which Lance is an idiot, Keith is an asshole, and Pidge is the next Dr. Phil.
you never stood a chanceby kagshina (love your username btw) Status: Oneshot 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)
A Commutual Contractby SKayLanphear Status: Ongoing (IvE BEEN WAITiNG SO LONG! its rlly good tho pls read it and give the author nice comments) After a terrifying experience during which Lance, seemingly, dies, Keith is haunted by horrible nightmares of holding his comrade in his arms while he took his final breath. To the point where he can’t sleep unless he knows for absolute certain that Lance is alive. And while the attention is surprising, Lance doesn’t really have a problem with Keith checking up on him. Or the fact that Keith only seems totally comforted when he can cuddle Lance close and hear his heart beat. After all, there’s nothing wrong with two bros cuddling. It doesn’t MEAN anything. Or, at least, that’s what Lance keeps telling himself.
Honey & Lemon by DylanOhbrien Status: Oneshot Keith has one rule: keep any interaction with a customer terse and professional. It’s a rule he’s strictly followed since he’s started working at Shiro’s shop. Then Lance walks through the door and Keith thows professionalism right out the window, along with any semblance of dignity he had left.
Voltrainby arialsal Status: Oneshot Lance continued anyway, “At least I realized it, though. I realized I wasn’t staying after hours with you just to make sure I clean up better than you do, and I wasn’t looking after the rodents on day’s you were away to prove I could do it better. I did it because I have the fucking hots for some dumb rodent trainer with an even dumber mullet and a smile that could destroy me.”
-A Voltron: Legendary Defender Pet Store AU in which Keith realizes Lance’s childish rivalry with him in the store means more to him than he’d like to admit.
I Found Love by thesearchingastronaut, WindyWordz Status: Ongoing Keith is just trying to live his life as a freelance illustrator with his cat, keeping up with bills by having two part-time jobs.But when he keeps bumping into Mr. Tall, Tan, & Handsome after a music event at his bar, well, maybe he’s willing to make time for pretty, blue eyes and a laugh like silver bells.
Dancing With Blunette by BleuSarcelle Status: Complete He didn’t have an epiphany or a vision during his dreams that told him that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with Lance.
Honestly, it only took a soft bright smile from Lance during one lazy afternoon after his boyfriend had come home from work and started dancing around their living room with a grumpy Blunette on his arms from being woken up from her cat nap.
That’s when he knew.
(The one where Keith wants to propose to his boyfriend and almost has a heart attack.) (Then the other one where Lance proposes back and Keith cries.) (The following one where they both cry because wedding make you cry.) (And that last one where they adopt.)
Hello Meithmanby archaicsextoy (I…love your name too) Status: Ongoing Red escapes from Keith’s apartment only for his super unfairly attractive neighbor to bring her back.
Everyone is sick of Keith and Lance’s constant bickering yet they still insist that they’re friends. The gang bet that Keith and Lance couldn’t spend three days locked in a room together without hurting each other, and they’re not entirely wrong.
The Castle of Lions is the venue for the city’s most dangerous illegal street races where drivers come to test the cut of their tires. Lance has long defended his title as champion, but when a newcomer shows up and threatens his position things take an interesting turn.
“My mom always hated the Garrison and what we were supposed to do there. I never got it. How can you despise the idea of being a hero?” Lance laughed a little here, dryly. “But I think I understand now.”
He took a shuddering breath.
“Because heroes aren’t meant to survive,” he choked, and then buried his face as the tears started falling again.
AU wherein humans were marked by their lifetime bonds with patterns on their arms. Romantic love, family, friendship, and enemies are all fair game, but Keith has gone his whole life without a single mark. That is, until he got stranded in space with the members of team Voltron and Allura and Coran.
“You give off the obnoxious popular vibe. The mullet, and the rap sheet, and—the fingerless gloves,” Lance replies, and barrels on before Keith can take it the wrong way. “I’m so handsome, my name’s Keith and I’m a pilot.”
The Art of the Giants by @iamasphodelknox Ballet Dancer Louis is dancing away from an old relationship when he meets Harry in a Bookstore. Harry is just a bookstore owner hoping his handsome weekly visitor could become much more.
Back to Seventeen by crimsontheory @ireallysawanangel Teacher Harry is pretty excited to hear Louis has moved back to their hometown. Louis is the new High School Football coach and was also Harry’s High School crush.
Sweeter Than Wine by @letsjustsee Wizard Louis goes to a muggle club for a different scene. His one night stands ends up being much more than he bargained for.
Sugar by @cheshireflowers Harry and Louis meet when Louis pops into the bakery where Harry works one day. Harry is rather fond of a baking pun!
Sound Like a Song by @allwaswell16 Harry helps out at the farmer’s market every week during the summer. It’s here where he bumps into Louis, his high school crush. Harry gives Louis free vegetables!
Dirty Laundry- "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.”
you’re so sweet; will you be mine?- A new bakery pops up right across the street from Lance’s bakery. In which Lance is an idiot, Keith is an asshole, and Pidge is the next Dr. Phil.
Back at my old job ((at a mom and pop bakery)), this middle aged couple came in to buy a few pastries. Since it was the middle of the week, we were slow as hell so my coworker and I both helped them ((mostly bc we had nothing else to do)).
After they paid, they asked for directions to some random address that was apparently “just of Main Street.” The kicker, she read the address off her iPhone.
Now, a lot of people ask us for directions to places like the bank or the mall - both of which are just down the road. But some randomass house?? In a town I don’t live in?? ((my coworker doesn’t drive so she doesn’t really know where a lot of stuff is))
So, since the store was dead and the owner wasn’t around, I pulled out my phone and plugged the address into Google Maps. I then showed the couple the directions I got. They then asked me to show them how to work Google Maps.
These people were in their 40s.
Like they were nice about it and all but my coworker and I were baffles by it for the rest of the day.
Adopt a fic: Cameron isn’t answering anybody’s calls
The first of our new adopt a fic category. Notes from the author, Dee: Please feel free to use this in any way you want. Tear it to pieces - add, delete, change, whatever. I literally don’t mind what you do with it at all. Don’t even credit me if you don’t want to - I honestly don’t mind. I just love reading fic so much, and I know I won’t be able to finish this one, and if it means I help another writer and a reader or two out… I would love that.
Kirsten was woken not by her alarm or even the stitchers alert but by the ringing of her phone. They’d had another long, harrowing day at work and her brain took especially long to claw itself from the deep, nonsensical dream she’d been having. Eventually, still half convinced she was in the middle of the ocean, she managed to get her arm to obey her command to reach up to where her phone was resting on the table beside her bed. After fumbling along trying to find it for a while, her fingers finally enclosed the device and brought it to her ear.
There was a loaded pause on the other end. “Kirsten? Um… Hi. It’s Nina.”
Kirsten tried to get her brain to go online, rubbing at her stinging eyes. “Nina?”
“I’m… I’m sorry to call you I just… uh… have you seen Cameron?”
Kirsten blinked a few times, looked around her empty bedroom as though she expected Cameron to jump out at any moment and then said, very slowly, “No… not since we left work. Separately,” she felt the need to add, for some stupid reason.