Black Hair and Red Leather, His Favorite Color Scheme.
Aka the Biker Au! that no one but me probably cares about.
“Look,” Shiro started without giving Keith a chance to protest once letting him go. “Lance needs a place to stay for the summer.”
“Lance?! As in Lance McClain?” Keith whisper harshly.
Not Lance. He could feel his heartbeat pick up speed at the mention of his name. He still wasn’t sure as to why that always happened.
“Yes,” Shiro inspected the red mark Keith left on his hand. “He was going to stay with Allura but that means sleeping on her couch. So, I said he can stay here.”
- Part 1 of Need A Room
"Um, Lance Mclain here, sharpshooter and paladin of Voltron requesting aid and rescue from uh....wherever the hell here is. Rations are starting to get low and my li.....my ship is.......um, well let's just say that things don't look like they're getting better any time soon. Sure could use a hand here, or five, or whatever it is your people use to pick people up with. I mean I usually just make corny jokes.......but seriously, throw me a rope or a bone here. Anything at all. Please. I just want to go home."
"If anyone can even hear me down here."
In which Lance is stranded in the dark and the team must scour the universe to find him before he becomes lost for good. Lance is hurt in the crash and has been trying to keep from going insane by talking to what he thinks is a dead lion. What he doesn't know is that Keith can hear him just fine.
Fandoms: Voltron: Legendary Defender
15 Oct 2018
“Would you describe yourself as cute?”
Keith turned to quirk an eyebrow at Shiro. “Where are you going with this?”
It was getting close to 10:00pm, when Keith’s shift was over. It had been a slow night, lots of college students seemed to have abandoned the town for the weekend due to the absence of a football game. Keith had spent almost as much time out on runs as he’d spent waiting for more orders, and most of the other delivery personnel had been sent home already.
Hardly able to contain his amusement, Shiro turned the computer screen so that Keith could read the order himself.
“No. Absolutely not.”
“I always get sent on these stupid runs and it’s always really drunk sorority girls and it’s always annoying.”
“The name on this account says Lance McClain. That doesn't sound like a sorority girl to me.”
Or that College AU where Keith studies art and Lance wants to be an elementary school teacher. Keith delivers pizza to pay the rent, and Lance orders pizza. Life ensues.
Adrien never paid much attention to Nathaniel. He was quiet, shy, and hard to approach. Not till the redhead drops something important to him is he finally brought to the blonde’s attention, and the two find more in common than they could ever dream.
- Part 1 of Average Ordinary Everyday Superheros
Bookmarked by Selvarlin
29 Sep 2018