#vld lance smut

[iloveboysinred]

I saw your headcanons for Keith and I thought it was really interesting! I was just wondering if you’re ok with doing one for Lance? If not that’s fine 👍🏼

Hi anon, i absolutely can!! Thank you for your ask 💕 i’m assuming you want them to be nsfw, so please forgive me or send another ask if otherwise! :)

Cw; sexually explicit content, 18+, mdni! Nsfw under the gif

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- You and Lance have always been touchy with each other, even before you started dating. He’s always flirted with you and made suggestive comments, but you’ve always just brushed it off as Lance being Lance.

- like i said in Keith’s hcs, it took a while for you and Lance to adjust to the whole “launched into a space war out of nowhere on a giant blue robot lion” thing. But it didnt take him much time to get over the initial shock and then being all over you.

- in fact, the stress of it all made him much needier. Frequent visits to your room or yours to his to “de-stress” if thats what you wanna call it 😏

- It doesn’t take much to turn Lance on. When you bend over in that tight space suit, the skin-tight fabric hugging the curve of your ass just right, or when you walk around the castle with your hair messed up, wearing his shirt and a flimsy pair of sleep shorts after waking up from a nap. It drives him crazy, and suddenly he cant keep his hands to himself.

-He makes it quick, bringing you to his room and pressing you against the wall with his body, his tongue down your throat, his hands hungrily wander up and down your body, and his hips desperately rock against you. You can feel his hard on against your leg, reaching down to palm him, and he just about cums in his underwear from the contact.

- When you give Lance head, he can’t keep still. He’s super sensitive so his hips are always jerking around with every movement that you make. He’s whining and gasping your name, running his fingers through your hair to ground himself.

- If you let him fuck your throat, his hips stutter with every thrust, and his breaths are labored. Trying with all his might to stop himself from spilling deep into your throat.

- he always wants to return the favor, praising you and sputtering nonsense while he eats you out. He’ll be reaching down to palm himself while you come undone above him, wanting to sooth the ache in his length.

- There’s basically hearts in his eyes when you cum in his mouth. He moans as he cleans you up, his tip drooling with pre-cum, making a mess in his hands.

- When he fucks you he’s fast and breathless. Chanting your name like a prayer as he fucks into you. He’s very and i mean verrrry vocal during sex, not scared to tell you exactly how good you’re making him feel.

- “ohh fuck y/n, you’re so tight, oh shit”, “make me cum baby, please!” “Throw that ass back baby, Asi” “you make me feel so fucking good baby, i love you”

- as a spanish speaker, i can definitely tell you he’ll be muttering curses mindlessly, his brain is so fuzzy he doesn’t even process what he’s saying.

- when he cums he’s holding your hips flush to his, making sure you take every drop he has to offer.

- You and Lance love teasing each other, making it a challenge to get the other one as worked up as possible.

- you’ll sit on his lap, or brush your hand over his crotch. He’ll sneak a handful of your ass, or whisper filthy “compliments” in your ear, then go back to acting like normal. You match each other’s energy in every way.

- sex with Lance is always fun and adventurous. When you’re not desperately needy for each other you take your time. Giggling between kisses, cracking corny jokes.

- he’s always willing to try something new with you as long as its nothing painful or disgusting.

- new positions? He’s in. Trying different kinks? You don’t even have to ask. Even bringing toys into the bedroom occasionally just to add a little excitement.

- Lance takes you anywhere, in the kitchen, in the showers, sometimes you even get down in the blue lion’s cockpit. You guys just can’t get enough of each other.

- On days where you’re especially homesick, you’ll have soft, cuddly sex with Lance. He’ll caress your skin with featherlight kisses, hugging you close to his body as he gives you slow, deep strokes from the side.

-you’ll try to squeeze in morning sex here and there, especially if its been busy and you barley have time to relax. You’ll be clumsy and fumbling around, giggling at Lance’s half sleep attempt to enter you.

- He 100% loves when you wake him up to some head (agreeing to it beforehand)

- overall you and lance keep the whole castle awake with your shenanigans. Especially poor hunk, who’s room is right next to yours.

Hope you enjoy anon 💕thanks again for your ask. :> Notes and reblogs are appreciated, comments, asks and submissions are welcomed!

[xcluzve]

good morning voltron fandom 😊😊a little reminder that the writers bullshitted us and never gave us klance endgame 🙏(i'm in denial and i'm just gonna say they got together at the end of season 8)

[alohaasaloevera]

KL post-canon sorta fwb/situationship AU where they rile each other up!!!!!!1!1!!1!

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Lance is so fucking annoying. Keith has decided that his mindset from when he was 18 (and sexually confused—actually, maybe just repressed?) is now superior.

Keith hates how Lance flirts with anything that even remotely looks like a woman. He hates how he jokes around too much. He hates how extensive his skin routine is. He hates how he can’t decide whether he wants to punch Lance or kiss him senseless every single time he wiggles his eyebrows as an attempt to flirt or recites a crappy one-liner at him.

His Things I Hate About Lance list is about to be updated, because they’re at yet another diplomatic party on earth (which is actually more of a “celebrating the fact that the universe didn’t get destroyed” party) and Lance is wearing a navy blue button-down shirt which is very much accentuating his muscles, and it’s causing his brain to malfunction. I guess the constant labor at the farm paid off, Keith thinks.

He’s also flirting with a lady who also seems to be extremely appreciative of Lance’s outfit choice. They look like they’re about to decimate each other in the middle of the room with how their eyes are focused solely on the other. Lance’s eyes flick over to him for a second before he just smirks at Keith—the smug fuck—then he focuses back on the girl in front of him before settling his hand on her hip and leaning closer, his voice a hushed whisper against the shell of her ear.

Keith just rolls his eyes. Not that he cares about who Lance sleeps with anyways.

“You’re drooling.” Shiro says, which earns him a moderately hard slap from Keith on his non-prosthetic arm. “You look mad, too.”

“Shut up.” Keith grumbles, because apparently his 14 year old self’s attitude is now the best way to go, “Go away.”

“Jeez, looks like someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed.”

“I said, shut it! Or else telling Adam you made out with Curtis.”

“Please, they’re probably making out with each other as of this moment.”

“Gross!”

“What are you, 12?”

Keith does not go ahead and answer that question, mostly because he doesn’t want to admit that he’s acting more and more immature as the seconds that he stares at Lance and the woman go by.

Shiro, who has been a spectator of Keith pining over the Red Paladin since the early days of Voltron, sighs, before ruffling Keith’s hair, “Please just try and talk out whatever this weird sexual tension between you and him is. For me, please? I’ve already constructed a customized shovel talk for him if you ever do get with him, and let’s just say updating it over the years—”

“Alright, alright! I’ll do it!”

“Thanks, child.”

“Child? Is that what we’re doing now?”

“Just go!”

—

Keith, both fortunately and unfortunately, does not get to talk to Lance until after the party. He walks around the ballroom, and multiple people tell him Lance was last seen walking out eagerly with a girl, so he waits until the next day to talk to him.

What feels unsettling is that how most of the people who let him know about where Lance has gone were talking in an almost…disappointed manner; like they had expected better from him. Which is ridiculous, because for starters, Lance doesn’t need to be all serious and on guard all of the time, especially since they’re celebrating the fact that they had won the war—in fact, it would be out of character for Loverboy Lance to not flirt with at least one person at a party. Secondly, Lance is basically still a kid. Sure, he’s been through some stuff, but he’s still 20 years old. He wouldn’t even have graduated college by now!

Keith gets that they are the Paladins of Voltron, and their duty is to protect the universe, but sometimes the expectations people have for them make them look like flawless, error-free machines who never make mistakes or miss a beat, when it’s far from that. They’re human too. They mess up plans like half the time (maybe not half, but you get the point)!

When he’s walking to Lance’s house—somewhere about a 5 minute walk away from the city and a 10 minute walk from his own house—he stops in his tracks.

What is he even going to say to him?

He can’t be flat-out, outright straightforward with Lance and say, “Oh, I’m kinda in love with you, and have been for the past 5 or so years, so could we stop this friends-with-benefits situationship we have going on and just cut to the real deal?”, but he also can’t be too vague with it.

Though, if there’s anything that Voltron has taught him, one of the things would be, without a doubt, is that you always have to be prepared to improvise.

He knocks on the cold wood, and just when Keith is about to reconsider even coming here, the door opens.

—

In the course of 5 seconds, Keith goes from knocking on a door to being slammed against that same door. Not that he’s going to complain.

“Sorry—” Lance manages in between kisses, “—about—” a kiss on his forehead, “—yesterday.” He kisses Keith gently on the lips, adding more pressure when the smaller’s arms come to wrap around his neck.

Just as Keith relaxes, he breaks the kiss, genuinely confused, “Wait, what?”

“It’s just that you seemed genuinely sad when I was flirting with her, and—” Lance attempts to explain, only for Keith to cut him off.

“Hey, don’t apologize to me for that.” Keith protests. “I was just jealous that you looked fucking amazing in that dress shirt and she was the one who got to have you. Besides, we aren’t exclusive.”

He expects Lance to loosen up—maybe brag about how he wooed Keith with his dazzling looks, but he sure as Zarkon and Honerva themselves does not expect him say this:

“But what if I want to be exclusive?”

Keith’s heart catches in his throat, eyes widening like saucers, “What?”

“I said,” Lance looks straight at Keith, his gaze piercing,

“What if I want to be exclusive?”

Oh, fuck.

[sharpkatsudon2-0]

Top Lance this, top Keith that... LET THEM SWITCH

Although Lance will get Keith under him either way😼

🔞Uncropped version is up on my 🅿️ATRE*N !

[tomatobasill]

This t4t klance smut is taking longer than I expected...

I haven't forgotten about it, it's just very long!

..and very colourful, if you catch my drift ;)

[kyoobie]

Something spicy under the cut

The original and one with lighting because I am a SLAVE to the window brush :,)

[mitsuributmexican]

why isnt there any pegging fic for him

l mean- look at that manspread and tell me he's a top

he'd call u mommy and be a whiny little bitch-

i dont make the rules

[haryuusart]

Chapters: 14/17

NEW CHAPTER POSTED !!

BOIIII writing gay smut is so hard when you have no idea how it works, but I've tried my best I SWEAR!!! 😭  

Please consider checking out my fanfiction!! Pinky promise you won't regret it 💘

Here's the summary if you're interested:

At this point, Keith can’t take it anymore and starts cackling like crazy, his voice slightly raspy. Lance declares it the most beautiful sound he’s ever heard. He’s never seen Keith laugh so hard, and it always feels so good knowing he’s the cause, in a good or bad way.

“Can you ever shut up?” Keith manages to utter between snickers.

“I can, I just don’t want to! What are you going to-”

Keith huffs and grabs his face, squeezing his cheeks to stop him from talking.

“Lance, close your fucking mouth and kiss me!”

 Keith is a pianist haunted by dark thoughts and an even darker past. He attends Altea's Music Academy, but has never performed in public before; that is until his brother Shiro, who's a piano teacher, decides to promote the school with concerts at the Paladin's, the trendiest pub in town. His colleagues and friends, Pidge and Hunk, are excited: he can finally meet their best friend, Lance!

Their first encounter is... not good.

No one expects Keith and Lance to fall in love at first sight. Not even them.

(They also dance Single Ladies together. You're welcome!)

[forestmvtt]

the start of Lance’s confession

-

“Having fun down there?” Keith finally asked after I’d settled my head on his chest.

“Shut up,” I let out with a grumble, closing my eyes and rubbing my cold feet together.

I’d travelled all the way to his room without any socks or shoes on– don’t ask my why I just forgot, and in turn my feet froze. I actually did it a lot, probably every time I spent the night with Keith.

“You smell nice, did you shower?” He asked again, turning a little bit so that we were cuddling more so than me just laying on him.

“Yeah,” I let out quietly, wanting to sleep.

“When? I thought you left dinner when me, Shiro and Hunk did?” Keith’s tone showed genuine confusion, which I was tired so I grumbled again before covering his mouth with my hand.

“Shut up,” I spoke softly, “I’m tired.”

I could feel him roll his eyes and huff before licking my hand to get me to pull away. I didn’t though. Instead when he licked my hand my eyebrows raised and I sat up just enough to see his face.

He looked so pretty tonigh– pretty-? Keith-? Keith wasn’t pretty- Allura was pretty, Keith was more of a handsome beaten messy college kid. How could I think he was pretty? I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion at myself. Eventually he let out a few muffled groans bringing me back to his attention.

A smirk covered my face as I quickly changed the way my hand sat so I was covering both his mouth and his nose so he couldn’t breathe.

Keith’s eyes got wide, his left eye twitching a little bit at my motion. I chuckled as he did, “What? Scared?” I smirked again at my words knowing he wouldn’t be able to respond.

Air pushed past my fingers as he breathed out but I could see him struggle to bring air back in.

I wanted to see his face– something I wasn’t often allowed to do unless he was sleeping and if Keith was asleep so was I. His hair looked kind of messy, like he needed a shower too but would refuse until I prompted to stop sleeping in his bed. Which was an odd thing that it actually worked with him but maybe it wasn’t. A month ago we had decided to stop being so dumb around each other, finally agreeing that there was no point in hating each other when honestly we were both people who cared for the other. Which I still think is dumb that I didn’t figure it out sooner considering the many amount of times that he’s saved my life.

“Mmph-” He let out, struggling against my hand. His eyes were getting a little cloudy and hooded, it fit him nicely. Finally he used his brain, moving one of his hands up to mine, trying to pull it away from his face at his need for air.

I shook my head a little, pushing my hand further against his face. His eyebrows twitched a little, showing off some of his frustration but also that he was thinking about what to do. As we made eye contact again his tongue pushed past his lips again and I chuckled knowing that just licking my hand wasn’t going to make me pull away. But his tongue didn’t just lick my hand, he touched the tip of his tongue against the palm of my hand, bringing up my fingers and between them until they separated enough to let him get in just a gulp of air. I studied his eyes as best as I could since his were starting to close out of concentration. He continued to lick the sides of two of my fingers, slathering them in his saliva. I didn’t realize how entranced I was with what he was doing until I could see that he’d separated my fingers so his mouth and nose were out of the grasp of my hand. I bit the inside of my lip a little, upset that he’d won this weird fight.

Quickly I looked to him again, he was panting through his mouth and his pretty eyes were closed. I stared a little longer knowing that I could, it was somewhat capturing to be able to almost see his little pockets of hair escaping through his mouth as he caught his breath. I swallowed, my own breathing wavering at the sight.

His eyes opened after another minute making me flick my eyes away in embarrassment. Both of our faces were red– though I wasn’t sure why mine was.

“Idiot,” He breathed, reaching his hand up to pull my hand away from his face. I obliged this time, letting my hand fall to his chest.

I stared at the placement of my hand as it rose and fell with his chest, even his breathing was calming to me. Eventually I realized again how wet my hand was, turning a lip up at how uncomfortable it was to have his spit dripping from my fingers.

Before I could exactly say anything about his spit his hands snaked behind me and eventually made contact with my hips. The pajama pants I was wearing had slid down my waist, probably showing off my hips more so than I usually liked but I cocked my head at him, raising an unamused brow but still not protesting to whatever weird game he was starting. I wanted to win.

He moved his head, flicking his hair away from his eyes so that we could look at each other better. “Next time you try to choke me,” He paused almost looking through his lashes because of how hooded his eyes were, “Do it properly, yeah?”

My breathing hitched a little at his words and at the fact that his fingertips were starting to form circles on my exposed skin. This felt weird– no, not weird. Just different. I felt completely out of control from what was happening, like I just didn’t know what to expect from this.

“Scared?” He asked cocking his head with a smirk.

“No,” I bit back defensively.

Instead I lifted my eyebrow, quickly throwing the hand on his chest back to the wooden panel on the headboard.

Awkwardly I leaned over him, trying to understand the position we were in and trying to make it so I looked like I was winning. His eyes lit up a little at my movements, but he propped himself up further on his elbows so we were even closer.

“You gonna do something to me, pretty boy?” He asked teasingly.

I pulled away at his question, my eyebrows twisting together. Do something to him– like what like– my eyes shifted to his before I could even realize that’s what I was doing. A blurr covered my mind as my face went even redder.

“You enjoyed that didn’t you?” My tone wasn’t teasing or confident, but I don’t think I came off as disgusted either, I was more just– surprised.

“Yeah,” He said quietly, though his confident demeanor didn’t change.

I swallowed again, this time it felt like I was trying to swallow some indigestable urge to do something, I didn’t quite understand but it was like my whole being was itching for something that felt like I couldn’t have. It felt like a lump in my throat. Everything in my body felt hypersensitive, like one more touch of Keith’s and I’d be begging for more. I realized how crazy my thoughts were, how weird it was that there was just some weird urge pulling at my throat. My breathing got heavier the more I got lost in thought.

What was that urge- why couldn’t I fill it or at least figure out what it was. I grumbled, my breathing speeding up more at the anger towards myself. Another lump formed in my throat as I looked back to Keith. He seemed to have some sort of caring look towards me behind the border of confidence he had laid out.

Frustration filled my anticipated body before I realized something– I wanted him to touch me more.

There was some sort of burning that left my skin, some sort of heat that filled me when he touched me and I wanted everything and more to fix that– to feed into it.

[awhoreintheory]

Lance having a longer than average tongue 😳😳

Now im not talking a little bit past the chin, I'm talking one to two INCHES past his chin

Makes it great for eating Keith's ass out (as he deserves) and bonus points if Lance has a tongue piercing or four 😏

And when they make out? Holy shit, the things it does for Keith

It's like having a wet, flexible dick in his mouth. It's hot. Lance absolutely DOMINATES their make-out sessions

[ashkazora]

The existence of Lance/Keith's dad ship is so funny, someone saw this definitely dead dilf with cowboy swag and were like, "You know what? He should fuck Lance, or let Lance fuck him. I think it would be really hot, i think it would be really funny" And they were right

Lance/Keith’s dad is A-tier because you know what’s more devastating than fucking someone’s mum? Fucking their dad.

Personally, I think more people should write Lance and Texas, because it's exactly what Keith (and us readers) deserves. and honestly, who wouldn't fuck a dilf dadbod cowboy.

[emotexastoast]

If you didn’t like canon, please check out my newest fic: Don’t Go (Please Don’t Leave Me)! It’s got emotional confrontations season 4 klance, Lance railing Keith, and the fixes to canon you never knew you needed!

[kelthebarb]

ABOUT ME!

hello hello !!

i’m kelian, keli, or kel (feel free to call me either), i’m 19, and i write fanfiction :)

here are some of the fandoms & characters i write for

— TWD

genres: angst, fluff, smut, platonic, headcannons, oneshots, alphabets

carl grimes, rick grimes, daryl dixon, michonne grimes, enid rhee, maggie rhee, henry sutton, rosita espinosa, glenn rhee, tara chambler, ron anderson

— AOT

genres: angst, fluff, smut, platonic, headcannons, oneshots, alphabets

hangë zoe, eren yeager, levi ackerman, jean kirschtein, armin arlert, connie springer, mikasa ackerman, sasha braus, annie leonhardt

— VLD

genres: fluff, angst, platonic, headcannons, oneshots

pidge gunderson, lance mcclain, keith kogane, matt holt, princess allura

— MHA

genres: angst, fluff, smut, platonic, headcannons, oneshots, alphabets

mezo shoji, hitoshi shinsou, shoto todoroki, katsuki bakugou, touya todoroki/dabi, izuku midoriya, eijiro kirishima, denki kaminari, tenya iida, hanta sero

— GMW

genres: fluff, angst, platonic, headcannons, oneshots

lucas friar, farkle minkus, riley matthews, maya hart, shawn hunter

— KNY

genres: smut (only for some characters), fluff, angst, platonic, headcannons, oneshots

tanjiro kamado, inosuke hashibira, zenitsu agatsuma, giyuu tomioka, rengoku kyojuro, tengen uzui, obanai iguro, sanemi shinazugawa, himejima gyomei, muichiro tokito, gyutaro shabana

— ATWOW

genres: smut (only for some characters), fluff, angst, platonic, headcannons, oneshots

[nga yawne lu oer - lo’ak sully]

[mean - neteyam & lo’ak sully]

lo’ak sully, neteyam sully, kiri sully, jake sully, neytiri te tskaha mo’at’ite, aonung, tsireya, rotxo

— COD

genres: angst, fluff, smut, platonic, headcannons, oneshots, alphabets

[if i could tell her - john “soap” mactavish]

[my future - simon “ghost” riley]

simon “ghost” riley, john “soap” mactavish, kyle “gaz” garrick, john price, alejandro vargas, keegan russ, alex keller, könig

— GHOST

genres: angst, fluff, smut, platonic, headcannons, oneshots, alphabets (only platonic for the girls because i’m gay)

[mountaindew angst blurb]

swiss, sodo, mountain, phantom, aether, rain, cumulus, cirrus, aurora

- WHAT I WILL WRITE

dom/sub dynamics

ships

pet names

pretty tame kinks (also piss if ya filthy) (i am)

character x reader

- WHAT I WILL NOT WRITE

odd kinks, shit, age regression, etc

incest

fem!reader

yandere characters/readers

requests that make me uncomfortable

n that’s pretty much it ! my requests are open, so feel free to send in some !

[kyoobie]

GAH OK HERES THE KLANCE MINI FIC I WROTE FRIENDS! Disclaimer: Themes of Healing Sexual Trauma, & optional smut

I’ve been posting a lot about it on twitter, so if u wanna be a part of my brain barf rampages follow me there @haz_matte

Chapters: 2/2 Fandom: Voltron: Legendary Defender Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Keith/Lance (Voltron) Characters: Keith (Voltron), Lance (Voltron), Pidge | Katie Holt, Pidge (Voltron), Hunk (Voltron), Matt Holt, Shiro (Voltron), Original Male Character(s) Additional Tags: Dubious Consent, Not Mentioned In Detail, But Integral to the Plot, Alternate Universe - College/University, Fluff, Safe Sane and Consensual, Fluff and Smut, Past Sexual Abuse, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Trauma, References to Depression, Sexual Trauma Healing, Fluff and Angst, Eventual Smut, Dom/sub Undertones, Sub Lance (Voltron), Top Lance (Voltron), Oral Sex, First Time, Lance Helps Heal Keiths Sexual Trauma, first chapter is plot, Second Chapter Optional Smut, starts more in lances pov then shifts to keith, no beta we die like Allura Summary:

From the moment Lance first met Keith about a year and a half ago, he liked him.

Every time Lance would flirt with Keith he would roll his eyes with the smallest curve of his lip and ask him if he had something better to do, or to go to the on campus bar where girls would be throwing themselves at “that horrid line you just tried on me”. And it was funny for a while, until Lance started noticing.

-noticing that there was something more going on in his skull. So he backed off his flirtacious loverboy ways, And started to learn what it's like to actually care deeply for someone.

He would do anything to make sure no one ever hurt his Keith again.

This was a different type of Lance, a different type of falling.

or

Keith has sexual trauma from a past relationship and shuts everyone out, everyone but the boy who who showed up at the right time to put honey on his fresh burns.

[ofdemonsandangels]

20 Questions For Fic Writers

Thank you for the tag @marley-manson!

I'll be tagging @seaofolives, @alovelyburn, @white-winter-hymnals, @moonlight-blue-rose, and @shiroganeryo

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

Currently six, five complete and one ongoing

2. What's your total AO3 wordcount?

16,145

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Mainly Berserk but I also write for D.Gray-Man and dabbled in SK8 the Infinity

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

A Familiar Canvas ➡️ wild (like young volcanoes) ➡️ say me, wight in the bom ➡️ One of Heart, One of Mind ➡️ Encompassing Lust

5. Do you respond to comments?

I always do!

6. What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Probably Take Me to the Poppy Field. It's pre-canon ManaCross, so ofc it's angsty, and I do love myself some good ManaCross angst

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Easily One of Heart, One of Mind. It's a Yulma wedding fic and I shoved all the fluff and happy feels into it as possible

8. Do you get hate on your fics?

Not yet and not to my knowledge

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Uhhhhh let's see. Encompassing Lust contains sexual content but I wouldn't go as far as to call it smut. I'd like to write a proper smut fic one day but I'd have to be in the proper mood for it, if you get my gist

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

wild (like young volcanoes) would be considered a crossover by some, but it's really just an au, a Percy Jackson au

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Hopefully not

12. Have you ever had a fic translated

Not yet

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Not yet

14. What's your all-time favorite ship?

This is hard! Can I cheat and make it a three-way tie between GriffGuts, Yulma, and Matchablossom? I tend to alternate a lot between these three and I love them so much.

15. What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

My GriffGuts lovechild au. I've shared snippets of it on this blog before but every time I try to work on it, my mind takes me elsewhere. I still want to finish it though! The question is when

16. What are your writing strengths?

That's a very good question that I have no good answer to. I guess I'm pretty good when it comes to descriptions. And metaphors. I love myself a good metaphor, so when I have the opportunity to add one, I will

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

I'd be here all day if I listed off every one of my writing weaknesses lmao. But if I did have to narrow it down, it'd definitely have to be my perfectionism and chronic revisionism. I can't stand it when a word or sentence structure doesn't sit right with my mind. I'll just stare at it for minutes and if I can't find a solution, I'll just straight up nuke the entire doc because everything else starts to look wrong in my mind. My beta readers can attest to this

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in a fic?

*traumatic flashbacks of all the VLD fics that had Lance speaking bad Spanish/Spanglish*

I don't think writing dialogue in a different language is bad at all, it's just very obvious when the author is 1) a non-native speaker and 2) uses Google translate. Don't be afraid to reach out to friends who speak the language you're trying to write!

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Officially published? Berserk. But first ever? That would be Percy Jackson. It's a stapled five-page, handwritten reader insert fic and I still have it in my room, under my bed.

20. Favorite fic you've written?

Oh hands down it's One of Heart, One of Mind. Yulma is a ship that means so much to me and it quite literally defined the way that I viewed queer ships in media. It took me forever to write this fic but that was because I wanted to do them justice.

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New chapter posted! ♥

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Here’s the summary:

At this point, Keith can’t take it anymore and starts cackling like crazy, his voice slightly raspy. Lance declares it the most beautiful sound he’s ever heard. He’s never seen Keith laugh so hard, and it always feels so good knowing he’s the cause, in a good or bad way.

“Can you ever shut up?” Keith manages to utter between snickers.

“I can, I just don’t want to! What are you going to-”

Keith huffs and grabs his face, squeezing his cheeks to stop him from talking.

“Lance, close your fucking mouth and kiss me!”

 Keith is a pianist haunted by dark thoughts and an even darker past. He attends Altea's Music Academy, but has never performed in public before; that is until his brother Shiro, who's a piano teacher, decides to promote the school with concerts at the Paladin's, the trendiest pub in town. His colleagues and friends, Pidge and Hunk, are excited: he can finally meet their best friend, Lance!

Their first encounter is... not good.

No one expects Keith and Lance to fall in love at first sight. Not even them.

(They also dance Single Ladies together. You're welcome!)