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yunike-2021 · 3 years
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"Keep" by LittleWhiteTie
I had to use a lot of references to get this xD what do you think Kaeya is thinking here?
Posting earlier than usual... in order to match with AO3 upload ^^;
Enjoy and thanks :)
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littlewhitetie · 5 years
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Keith is not naturally a chill person. But tonight, he’s more wound up than Lance has ever seen him.
“I just don’t see why this is necessary,” Keith growls, glaring at the front of the ballroom where Shiro and Allura are greeting diplomats with their hands interlaced.
Lance raises a brow. “Uh, because it’s helping interplanetary relations? Showing stability and commitment through a relationship and all that?”
“Yeah, but they don’t have to be so…” Keith gestures at them. Shiro tugs Allura closer; she laughs at something he says and plants a kiss on his lips.
“Convincing?”
“Exactly!”
Lance grins. “You’ve got it bad, huh.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Keith scowls. “Why are you so okay with this?”
Lance laughs. “It’s just an act, man. …And it’s pretty hot,” he adds, as Shiro runs his hands down the length of Allura’s spine and deepens the kiss.
Keith’s jaw clenches, and Lance wonders if it’s possible for people to actually, physically explode.
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butteredonions · 6 years
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3, 19, 25 :)
:) gladly!
3. favorite line/scene you wrote this year
The entire last scene of collision, where Shiro finally meets Ulaz for the first time. It’s too long to copy/paste here, but starting from “the alien’s head jerks up the instant the door swishes open”, and all the way through the end of the fic. It was a trip to write because the words flowed out so easily - and editing it felt like fine-tuning a mosaic, or something, laying in the final words bit by careful bit. It’s corny, maybe, but I’ve never had a writing experience like that before. Super proud of it.
19. any new fics to start next year
My goal for 2018 is primarily to finish things, but both @bosstoaster​ and @velkynkarma​ have told me to stop being scared of writing sick!fic, so I probably should give that a go. I have a few ideas.
25. a fic you read this year you would recommend everyone read
so I read a lot of fic.....it’s hard to pick just one, but a quick dig through my fic rec tag reminded me that Lovestruck, by Pholo, is an excellent Hanahaki Disease fic featuring Sheith that’s just beautiful. For gen fic, Seven Vargas by @velkynkarma​ is the most recent piece I read that blew me away. Anything by velkyn is hardcore great. Same with @bosstoaster​‘s works - she had a few great pieces this year that I’m still thinking about (top of my memory right now is Words Of Good Cheer ch. 12, any of her Hogwarts series, and so many more).
(End of year writing meme!)
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availe · 3 years
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A scene from @littlewhitetie fanfic “Keep” (You can read it here!) I mean they didn’t write it but it mostly likely happened lol, anyway, I am so in love with your fic and I salute to you for the delicious Kaeya whump
Also thanks to @yunike-2021 who draws their fanfic as a comic! After drawing this my appreciation for your art increased by like 200% because GOD DAMN ALL THOSE DETAILS ARE ANNOYING
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What are some WIPs you’re all looking forward to updates for?
In addition to the in-progress ones from this list we did previously (some are completed now, but still good!), here’s some new ones we look forward to:
Alex:
A Friend Indeed - CGotAnAccount @illunelurks
ongoing, 4/? chapters, 9k. (Explicit) Contains: nsfw content. Background ships: friends with benefits Matt/Keith
There are a few things Matthew Holt has learned over the past few years of being launched into space, kidnapped, thrust into an intergalactic war, and hailed as a hero of the universe.
Firstly, space is as huge and beautiful as he always knew it was – just twice as terrifying as he could ever have imagined.
Second, his little sister is in fact the smartest human that will ever exist and nothing will ever convince him otherwise.
And lastly, Shiro and Keith will never, ever get their shit together.
Beam me up, Hottie - lasersheith @lasersheith​
ongoing, 7/? chapters, 34k. (Teen)
Shiro’s life is kind of a mess. His job sucks and his best friends are moving across the country back to their hometown. All he really has is Star Trek until the Big Bang pairs him with an artist that just might change everything.
“Do you remember that event I told you about?” His voice came out barely above a whisper.
Laughing again, Matt sat his sandwich down. “You mean your totally-not-porn writing competition?”
Shiro groaned. “It’s not porn,” he hissed out quietly, “and it’s not a competition, it’s just an event.” He said, looking up into Matt’s judgmental eyes. “Look, you own 6 replica anime swords. It’s literally illegal for you to judge me for anything, ” he pointed an accusing finger at Matt’s chest.
Matt held up his hands in mock surrender. “Ok, ok. So what about your event thing?”
Shiro looked back down at his phone with an awed smile. “I got paired with my favorite artist…” He answered wistfully.
don’t call me baby (unless you mean it) - akaiiko @akaiikowrites​
ongoing, 3/? chapters, 36k. (Explicit) Contains: PTSD
Getting with Shiro is worth anything. Anything. So Keith is going to fake being the cliche with daddy issues - complete with stuffed animals, booty shorts, and an utter loss of dignity - until he makes it. Hopefully along the way he’ll figure out why it feels like being Shiro’s baby boy might just be the best thing that’s ever happened to him.
Keith has a moment where he wonders, somewhat blankly, how he bought this perfectly serviceable shirt and then promptly forgot its existence. Then he looks down. And remembers in a series of post traumatic flashbacks exactly why he’d blocked the shirt from his consciousness.
Namely, three words, in a font that isn’t comic sans but comes insultingly close to it, garnished with red glitter: Daddy’s Little Boy.
“Keith?” Very slowly, he turns to look at the closed door to his bedroom. “Keith, are you okay? I heard…” Probably some kind of vaguely strangled noise. But Shiro’s too nice to articulate that kind of thing. “Keith? If you don’t answer, I’m coming in.”
For All the Stars in the Sky - allyoop_1 @isabelladeltigre​, Wolfy_P_Smith
ongoing, 4/? chapters, 34k. (Mature)
“They’re good kids.”
They both take a moment to look over at said kids. Pidge has her elbows on the table, butt in the air as she finger smashes on her DS and Matt is picking at a tear in the booth and eating what comes out.
“Well,” Keith says, turning back to Lance. “They’re…kids. Probably human.”
Matt licks at the tear in the seam and Lance grins. “Debatable.”
Or: Keith has two jobs, two kids, and a million problems. Shiro’s not the solution to all of them, but he sure does help.
Make Believe - LittleWhiteTie @littlewhitetie​
ongoing, 5/7 chapters, 18k. (Teen) Contains: PTSD
In which, in order to form an alliance, Keith and Shiro need to fake a relationship and endure a series of related trials.
This was a terrible idea. An excruciating, tantalizing car crash of an idea. Keith should never have agreed to this. It was everything he’d ever wanted and more. He was never going to be able to come back from this.
Careful metal fingertips traced his jaw, tipping his face up to meet gentle, storm grey eyes. He was close, so close. “Everything okay?” Shiro asked, quietly.
“Of course,” Keith said. “Everything is fine.”
It was a bald-faced lie; everything was not fine. It was wonderful and devastating and nowhere in between.
my doorbell, when you gonna ring it? - spectrespecs @exitlude​
ongoing, 2/3 chapters, 35k. (Explicit) Contains: nsfw content
Shiro, a chronic apartment renter, feels like it’s time for him to settle down and buy a house. He thinks so, at least. Keith, one of the finest real estate agents in the city, is the one tasked with finding Shiro a home. They both find a little more than intended.
a slow, dumb show - redluxite (wordstruck)
ongoing, 6/8 chapters, 19k. (Teen)
Shiro shrugs. “No.” His lips quirk in a little half-smile. “Are you going to ask me?”
Keith’s mouth curls, just a little. His eyes flick over to Shiro again.
“Why not?”
Shiro comically stumbles to a halt. “Sorry?”
There’s that amusement tucked in the corner of Keith’s mouth again, as he reaches out a hand to steady the pizzas in Shiro’s arms. They’re quite close together now.
“Do you want to go out with me?”
All Eyes On Us - Green_Destiny @green-destiny
ongoing, 4/? chapters, 32k. (Explicit) Contains: nsfw content
K_Red and BlackLion are camboys for the same website. Unrivaled in their power but rivals to each other, a chance meeting at an official event pulls them inevitably towards each other, as much as Keith would like to resist, gravity is always, always stronger.
the peace-weaver - magisterpavus
ongoing, 18/20 chapters, 203k. (Explicit) Contains: nsfw content, trans Keith, sexual violence
You will be the peace-weaver, his mother told him, smiling though her dark eyes welled with unshed grief. The one who brings two bitter enemies together and ends the bloodshed and death between us, once and for all.
But men will always crave war. The Galra, most of all.
Akira:
every breath you take - arahir @arahir​
ongoing, 5/7 chapters, 32k. (Explicit) Contains: nsfw content
Keith takes a swim, gains a secret admirer, and finds something to live for.
There’s a cut on his bottom lip, a row of tiny lacerations that smart when he pulls at them to get a better look.
He doesn’t notice the bruise on his upper arm until the next day. He catches the edge of it at the corner of his eye when he’s pulling on a fresh shirt: blue lines, like stripes, but when he turns and twists to see how they ring his arm, he realizes what they look like.
The lines are like fingers. It’s a handprint.
sweet sun, send me the moon - arahir @arahir​
ongoing, 2/? chapters, 8k. (General) Contains: graphic depictions of violence, temporary amnesia
Shiro still has one battle left to fight.
Keith’s body in his arms doesn’t twitch and his eyes don’t flicker. They’re open a little, Shiro realizes; dull, sightless slits of white. Not dead, though. He’s not dead. Damaged, yes, but they can fix this.
Kel:
The Alien at Camp Marmora - flukeloops
ongoing, 6/10 chapters, 19k. (Mature)
Shiro and Keith are back at Camp Arus and madly in love. Alfor has to take a week off to tend to personal matters and has left his friend Kolivan in charge. Kolivan presents the staff and campers with Camp Marmora: a grueling 5-day challenge that tests their bodies and maybe even their minds. Will Shiro and Keith’s fairy tale romance stand through it all? What will the challenge reveal about both of them?On top of it all, the longer Shiro stays in human form, the worse his legs hurt. He’s afraid that he and Keith’s worlds will drift too far apart if he has to live in the water.[SEQUEL to The Mermaid of Lake Altea]
Sweet Cherry Pie - keiti221 @starlightshirogane
ongoing, 8/? chapters, 18k. (Mature) Contains: nsfw content, abuse, stalking, implied/referenced rape/non-con, kidnapping, murder, threats of violence, threats of rape/non-con, death threats
After Keith shows up to perform at an event that didn’t actually want a male stripper, he spends the evening sipping wine coolers with the hottest detective he’s ever gotten his hands on. Unfortunately, neither of them have been particularly good at relationships - Shiro is always busy with work and Keith keeps attracting weirdos - but both want to make this one work. So what could possibly go wrong?
Shiro the Hero and the Happily Ever - Saasan @decidedlysarah
ongoing, 2/11 chapters, 8k. (Mature) Contains: nsfw content, a/b/o dynamics, mpreg
Shiro never thought he’d be able to find a mate, let alone have a family. As blessings keep piling up in his life, he thinks back on the road it took to get there. Keith had always feared mating, but being with Shiro is bliss–if only he’d be just a *little* less weepy-with-joy. Meanwhile, Lance and Pidge discover they will be having a family much sooner than expected. This story will follow the four of them on their path to parenthood and, because the author isn’t a dick (unlike DreamWorks), everyone gets a happily ever after.
See You In Court - arcadenemesis
ongoing, 2/5 chapters, 15k. (Mature)
If Shiro’s life were a movie, this would be the part where the music would swell and everything would slow down.
He’s not sure how long he stands there, just watching, but it’s not until another hotel patron brushes past him that Shiro comes back down to Earth. Thank God Keith hasn’t seen him yet. Meeting eyes from across the room seems romantic in theory, but Shiro’s pretty sure his open staring would be anything but in reality. Better going for a smooth introduction, he decides, steeling himself and walking over with confidence he doesn’t feel.
"Hey there, Wild Card.”
Takashi Shirogane is the best in the world at tennis, and the absolute worst at love.
(Or, Wild Card through Shiro’s eyes.)
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curiosity-killed · 5 years
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@littlewhitetie​ I may have gotten a little carried away ^^’
Word Count: 2312
send me a ship + a number and I’ll write a short fic
40. exes meeting again after not speaking for years au
She should’ve known he’d be here. She would have, if only she’d thought at all. It is the anniversary celebration, after all – ten years since the multiverse was mended and balance returned. Ten years – a blink in the whole of her life – and yet it feels even longer than her 10,000-year sleep. The life she lives, the world she knows, is all so different than it once had been. So different from where she’d expected to be.
His mouth is curved up in a smile before he sees her, and it crinkles the skin by his eyes. The scar remains, but it’s faded now, softened. Perhaps time has been kind to him in this way, at least. She stops herself before she can form an opinion on that; his eyes have widened in surprise, that bright smile gone a little slack. “Allura. Princess,” he says. His eyes track across her face as if searching for something. He closes them as he gives a little shake of his head, and when he opens them, the smile has returned. “I didn’t expect to bump into you.” Before she can help it, she raises her chin slightly, defensive. “The rest of Team Voltron is here, aren’t they?” she says. If it comes out like a challenge, he doesn’t seem to notice.
“Yeah,” he says. “A real reunion. It’s good to have everyone together again.” He looks out over the crowd as he speaks, and Allura doesn’t need to follow his gaze to remember this pattern. She does anyway. First Keith, leaning against the wall with his mother; then Pidge, bent over a datapad one of the former Blades holds; Lance, his arm looped around Coran’s shoulders like old friends; and Hunk, dwarfed by Shay and some other Balmerans. Shiro turns back to her. “It has been a long time,” she concedes. He breathes out a little laugh. There’s something too gentle in his gaze, too soft and open. Meeting it directly makes her heart give a painful thud. No more, no more, it says. It’s too similar to what she’s already lost twice before. “How have you been? And your husband?” she asks for a distraction. The question borders on the masochistic. The invitation is still tucked away somewhere in Atlas’ files, read once and hidden. She’d had Coran send a gift instead. Responding herself had hurt too much. It had made sense, in a way – or, no. It hadn’t made sense, but nothing really had then. It had shared in the reasonless rhythm of everything else. They had faced the apocalypse, and in its world-shaking wake, everyone had grabbed hold of whatever stability they found. The Garrison had been desperate for Shiro to stay, and Voltron was in low demand. Black had seemed content to wait in the desert with her paladin for whenever, if ever, the call came again. “Curtis? Oh.” Shiro laughs and rubs the back of his neck. He looks a little abashed. “We’re not together.” “Oh!” Allura says. Once again, she stamps out the start of some unwelcome feeling. “I am sorry; I didn’t know.” He waves the apology away, nearly careless. “It wasn’t anything bad,” he explains. “We’re still friends. I think we were both just – looking for something to hold onto. Some kind of home.” For the first time, that unnamable emotion bucks Allura’s grip. What about your home here? it wails. What about your home with — She throttles it calmly. “Anyway, he’s been helping with the rebuilding efforts in Europe these last couple years,” Shiro continues. “He’s pretty happy, has a new boyfriend who’s super into green ag.” There’s no resentment in his voice, and his small smile is genuine. “And you?” Allura asks. “Oh, no. Nah, my work with the Garrison keeps me pretty busy. And you know how jealous Black can get.” He adds the last in a clear attempt at a diversion, and Allura arches an eyebrow, unimpressed. “What happened to getting rest? Taking care of yourself?” she prompts. Now, he arches an eyebrow. There’s a little smile tugging at the corner of his lips, as if he’s trying to press it down. “You’re one to talk – leading the Intergalactic Alliance and spearheading revitalization efforts across systems?” he points out. Allura flushes a little. She hadn’t realized he had paid attention to what she was doing. “Just because I do it doesn’t mean you should,” she grumbles. “Alright, Ms. Pot,” he teases. Over the years, she’s become familiar enough with Earth’s idioms to recognize this one. She rolls her eyes, but there’s an irrepressible smile curling her lips. The banter feels easy, comfortable. It’s been so long since she’s had this: the ease of understanding each other, the inside joke of their own burdens. It’s a small club, one they alone formed when they led Voltron together. At the time, they hadn’t needed many words to share a comforting sort of solidarity over their shared responsibility. She almost says something. The words are already breath when they’re interrupted. “Family photo time!” Lance cheers. His intrusion startles her, breaks the soft-edged bubble that had formed around them. Allura laughs, looks down at her hands, and the words slip back into silence. They’re shuffled together before the big banner, and Allura winds up between Shiro and Coran. The photographer insists they move closer – and closer – to fit in the frame, until Allura is pressed against Shiro from shoulder to leg. He radiates warmth. “Say ‘Voltron’!” It comes out laughing. How absurd to call it out in such a carefree manner. For so long, it was a war cry. Now, they are safe and smiling and free. “Now a silly one,” Lance declares. Allura’s eyebrows raise, though it’s not in real surprise. As much as he’s matured and grown since she first met him, Lance retains his childlike enthusiasm. It’s good, she thinks. She’s glad. She couldn’t bear to see him solemn and silent, that intrinsic delight burnt out. Shiro turns to her, a little helpless. “Any ideas?” he asks. On his other side, Lance and Hunk are posing together with pouty lips, and on hers, Coran has pulled up into an overly regal stance. Beside him, Keith and Pidge make absurd faces. She turns back to Shiro. “I can pick you up?” she offers. He laughs, and nods, and in moments, she holds him bridal-style in her arms. His laughter is contagious. She’s grinning as the camera goes off, Shiro’s prosthesis folded gently over her shoulders. She sets him down gently, still smiling. The cool detachment she’d enforced at the start of the reunion has thawed and melted away. For the first time in a long time, she feels young. Free. She’d known she missed them, of course, but she’s startled by the force of it. By the powerful relief and joy she feels at being back with her team, her friends. Shiro hadn’t been wrong about her work keeping her busy, but perhaps she could make some time to see them more often. The universe won’t fall apart if she takes a brief break every now and then. Her work has ensured that. Shiro watches her, head canted to the side just-so. Vestiges of his laughter linger in the smile on his lips and the soft look in his eyes. This time, she smiles back. “I’ve missed you,” she says. She means to continue, to say “I’ve missed you all,” but her words stop there, and they’re still true. For too long, she's told herself that the past was the past and there was no changing it nor living in it. The walls she'd placed around it had been meant to protect her, to guard her heart from the thorns of regret. In blocking all light to it, though, she'd cut off any possibilities that might bud from it, too. Shiro's expression softens. Gentles. Turns to something achingly intimate. “I’ve missed you, too,” he says. He pauses, lips slightly parted as if about to say something. He takes a breath instead and furrows his brow, a little quizzical. “Do you want to get some air?” he asks. Atlas’ air circulation keeps the room from being stuffy or too hot even with the room filled to the brim. Still, Allura nods and lets Shiro lead her out onto one of the balconies. Stars stretch overhead, and the closest galaxy spins in imperceptible cycles, feathered with pink and blue. Atlas’ shield is barely a shimmer between them and the eternal night. Shiro takes a deep breath, tilting his head back as if to better see. Cool light falls on his face, on the planes of his cheeks and nose and in the dark depths of his eyes, but the warm light of the interior of the ship paints his edges in honeyed gold. “I’ll never get used to this,” he admits. Allura smiles and leans against the balcony rail. He glances to her with a little smile and moves to join her. “It’s beautiful,” she agrees. He hums in affirmation, but she can still feel his gaze on the side of her face. She can’t quite suppress the smile the pulls on her lips. “Do you miss it?” she asks. “Voltron? Being in space?” “Yeah,” Shiro admits with a quickness that makes her turn to him in surprise. “I like my work at the Garrison, but it’s nothing like being among the stars. I’ve been – restless, I guess. I’m trying to figure out a way to get more air time in while still being helpful. Useful.” He sighs and rubs at his right arm, where she knows the prosthesis meets his skin. “I know it’s selfish,” he says. Allura frowns. She turns to face him now, arms folding together. “Don’t be absurd, Takashi,” she says. He looks up. “You’ve sacrificed more than anyone could ask of another for the wellbeing of the universe. You’ve given more than you ever owed. The last thing you are is selfish.” He tilts his head with a little smile. “I’m selfish about some things,” he says, meeting her gaze. They stand suspended for a moment before she leans in, relenting. He meets her halfway. Despite all her heart’s earlier protests, it offers no objections now. It only settles into a contented rhythm, appeased at last. Shiro’s hands, mismatched are gentle where they cup her head. Her own fall to his waist, pulling him close. It’s a brief kiss, chaste, but they linger in each other’s space when they part. They’re near enough for her to see the reflections of stars in his eyes. “I hope I didn’t read that wrong,” he breathes out. She laughs, shoulders shaking. “Not in any universe,” she promises. He smiles, beautiful, helpless, happy. Her heart beats against her chest, all this tumultuous joy rising up in her throat. “There’s a position in the Alliance that needs filled,” she says. He raises an eyebrow and waits for her explanation. “The liaison to Earth. Based off the Atlas but with planetary missions. Still helping.” “I imagine they want a diplomat for that,” he objects gently. “Someone with experience.” She tilts her head, cocking an eyebrow. “And what would you call the Black Paladin, Leader of Voltron?” He starts to reply only to visibly rethink it and nod in concession instead. He pauses, studying her. “You would really want me there?” he asks. There’s a guarded vulnerability in his voice that nearly makes her want to reach up and cradle his jaw in her hand, remind him how dear he is to her. She resists for the moment. Right now, he needs to hear something surer than what he might think is only infatuation. “Shiro, there is no one I trust more in all the universe,” she says. “You are exceptional at all you do, and your sense of duty is unparalleled. I could not believe more firmly in your fit for the position.” The corner of his mouth curves up in a little smile, and she pauses before giving in to her stubborn heart. “And, selfishly,” she says with a wry smile, “I want you here. I’ve always wanted you here.” It’s a tender spot she’s bared, but she isn’t scared. If she is to leave her heart in someone’s hands, she could pick no one better. His hands have always been kind to her. When they kiss this time, there’s an edge of desperation to it, as if they’re both trying to catch up on all the time they’ve missed. It’s been years since they kissed like this, but they find each other as if no time has passed at all. They still fit in all the familiar places. They part only for breath, and stay a moment with their foreheads pressed together. Shiro watches her with wonder, and Allura’s chest is tight with joy. She’s undone with it, all her walls gently unraveled. “I’m sorry it’s taken me so long,” he says. “I’ve been an idiot.” “Me, too,” she admits. “I thought I could run away and forget but – I don’t want to. I never want to forget you.” His eyes widen just-so, before his expression softens and he leans in to press a gentle kiss to her lips. “I’ve never stopped loving you,” he says. “I don’t think I can. I don’t think I can want to.” There’s a rawness to his voice that gives her heart a painful squeeze. “I love you, Allura,” he continues. “I’ve loved you from across the universe. But…it would be nice to be at your side again.” She bites her bottom lip before her smile grows too wide to permit it. Happiness is a physical force in her chest, a joyous pressure against her ribs. Finally, she releases her hand to cup his cheek and draw him back down to her. “Welcome back, Takashi,” she says against his lips.
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bodhimcbodeface · 6 years
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Voltron fic recs!
The list that I promised @starlightsoftness, only a day late lol. Gonna go ahead and publish it in case anyone’s interested! All gen.
Don’t Forget to Call Home by isabeau25
Set during season 4. Cute fluffy scenes of Keith keeping in touch with his family while he’s with the Blade. Lots of love for my boy.
I’m fine, I’m fine, I’m fine(it’s not a problem) by AnaliseGrey
A handful of Shiro hurt/comfort scenes, heavy on the comfort.
A grass in the beginning by coyotesuspect
Pidge starts a garden, and as the rest of the team starts spending more time in there she learns to connect with them. Really sweet, and great character development for Pidge.
(Don’t) Stop Running by squirenonny
A bit more plot-heavy: Hunk and Pidge get sucked into the void, and when they come back out things are...bad. There are a couple devastating moments in here, but all in all things turn out okay. I really enjoyed this one.
Who the Fuck Wants to Die Alone by yet_intrepid
Set during Shiro’s year in prison, this is a fic about desperation, loneliness, power, and the loss of it. One of the finest pieces of writing I’ve ever encountered, but also one of the darkest, so be careful.
Collect Call by LittleWhiteTie
Set after season 5. Lance attempts to tell Keith that something is Up with Shiro. He isn’t really sure what do say, but by the end of it Keith’s like yeahhhhhhh I’m coming over. A scene that I’ve been wanting to see for a while, and it’s done very well. The author said they’re working on a sequel, too, which I’m looking forward to.
Parallel by Proxy (series) by VelkynKarma
The series begins after season 4 and branches off from there. All about Shiro’s clone staying on the team and coming into his own as not-Shiro. (The real Shiro is there too, which is wonderful.) VERY well-written. Start at the beginning and see if you like it!
Home is Where the Nonsense Is by yet_intrepid
The Holts are giant fucking dorks. Enough said.
King of Wishful Thinking by BossToaster(ChaoticReactions): Chapter 2: Old Dogs Senior Sanctuary AU
Shiro is a combat veteran with PTSD and a family friend of the Holts. Pidge tries to sneakily get him to adopt a dog. One thing leads to another and he ends up opening a senior dog sanctuary. Oh nooooo, how terrible.
Calls Me On and On by BossToaster(ChaoticReactions)
Something of a character study of Shiro, then and now. Well-written, lots of great moments, and ends on a high note.
Interlude by LittleWhiteTie
Missing scene of Shiro coming back in season 3 and Keith taking care of him. Very sweet and gentle, and it will hurt your heart.
I Hope You Dance by hufflepirate
Do you love Coran? Do you want to love him even more? This is a fic about the paladins learning to dance, and Coran and Allura reminiscing on their dance lessons when she was a very smol princess, and it’s Very Nice.
Promise Me by fandomtrashpanda
Because Momma Holt doesn’t get enough love. She tells Pidge about how she and her dad met, and then helps her hack her way into the Garrison because of course she does.
“Bring them home, Katie,” Colleen said, kissing her daughter’s head, “I know that if anyone can do it, you can.”
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yunike-2021 · 3 years
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Epilogue for LittleWhiteTie's "Keep"
......yes, this is the end of a manga adaptation of "Keep". Narrative wise, it ended back in page 29 but this epilogue aids in linking this story to LittleWhiteTie's sequel, "This talk, right now" letting Jean have the last words.
This page's angle was hard to draw. But I managed.
Now, what do you think of the manga overall? Was the ending too abrupt (If so, I apologize)? Should I continue on to the sequel?
Well, hope you enjoyed it all. Take care!
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yunike-2021 · 3 years
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"Keep" by LittleWhiteTie
In reality, this is the end of "Keep". But it isn't the end of the story yet! I have a little bit more planned after this so don't feel too bad about Kaeya's unresolved feelings!
...yeah... I no longer have a proper schedule for this. I'm impatient and wanted to post this already since it's done... hope it's ok.
Enjoy and take care :)
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Which image is funnier? Seeing Albedo's full face or having a black bar covering his eyes xD bottom line, I have no idea why I thought of having Albedo do the hand heart shape position yet I do it
We're almost reaching the end of the story. Hope you enjoy :) take care
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A heart to heart talk. Love these two x3 nothing much to say xD
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I really had to go around Whispering Woods to decide what would be a good background for this scene... and it's actually at the entrance of said Woods. Still, you had to climb a few hills to get to this point... sorry Kaeya for pushing you to climb it xP
(I'm worried. I didn't draw page 8 last night >A< I hope I'll be able catch up drawing 2 more pages today)
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The closest interaction I've seen Barbara and Jean is in the "Master's Day Off" quest. Especially at Angel's Share.
Before that, just after Jean is brought to the cathedral:
Barbara: "s-so y'know, it's not like this is a personal... thing, it's just out of love for- concern for... the greater good! Yes, that's it!"
While it's clear that she cares, she seems to be hiding it. *shrugs* So I drew an embarrassed Barbara as a result. Originally, I wanted Barbara to fully cry in Jean's arms then my brain decided on this -_-
I'm slightly annoyed that I made a mistake with Jean's eyebrows. Oh well. It happens.
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I had to draw one for this manga too. So I did a quick sketch. Enjoy.
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Jean hugs Barbara. This was a tough page to draw. I had to decide whether to make it a full body drawing (screeeeeeams) or enlarge them.
Now... realistically speaking... Jean has some sort of metal plate on her shoulder? Let's ignore that shall we? :P
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I'm starting to forget what page number it is now >A<
Yay! Klee and Kaeya have arrived in Whispering Woods (at least the edge of it. You'll see why in the next page) and can now have their picnic. Ah! I forgot to draw Klee's backpack in the background! Wait, shhhhh me! It's there behind a tree. That's so obvious!
(no one is fooled, artist...)
Ahem, now I'm wondering, does Kaeya really eat so little? All I know is he's thin and his favorite food is more of a snack. Well, it's perfect when he goes on missions... hmm... did I draw enough food? XD
Hope you enjoy this and take care! :)
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