hello and welcome to fic rec friday! where, on friday, i rec five of my favourite fics. and a quick note before i start: happy one year, everyone! a year of fic rec fridays! i started doing these when my blog really started to take off, and it's been an honour to share these with you :)
A Kind Demon And A Scary Angel by vrepit-nah (anonymous)
Day 18 - Forbidden Love
Shiro breaks his head trying to appease the angel and demon on his shoulders and stop them to killing the other.
He soon finds out that he didn't need to after all.
making lance's troublemaking ass the demon. so real. poor shiro can never have a break in any universe 😭😭 he just wants to vibe and he just gets bothered by klance all the time
2. Of Friends and Rivals (And Lovers) by vrepit-nah (anonymous)
Lance McClain has a big family, and that means no one is really ever alone in a room at any point of time. It becomes unnatural for him to feel when he’s in space in a huge castle with barely any people.
So, he tries to fill the hole in his heart by seeking out his teammates.
It strikes Keith odd one day when Lance begins hanging out with him instead of his other friends, and worst of all, it seems like Lance is caving in on himself without anyone noticing.
Or: 5 times Lance seeks out to hang out with a friend, and the one time he doesn’t.
the first time i read part v i gasped OUT LOUD bc i was like no way he's gonna fuck up that bad. no goddamn way. and then he DID and i HOLLERED
3. Today, anew by MemeKonVLD (MemeKonYA)
“Lance.”
Lance’s eyebrows furrow in concern for a second before his whole face goes gentle and open.
“Hey buddy, everything okay?”
Keith nods. Then shakes his head, then opens his mouth to let out a noisy sob before he’s hugging the air out of Lance, grip vise tight.
Lance hugs him back. That’s one of the great things about him— he doesn’t— he doesn’t need explanations for things like this. He doesn’t make Keith jump through hoops, the way other people might— he’s just— he just knows what Keith needs in times like this. No façades, no posturing.
(Or: the one where Keith is trapped in a time loop. A time loop from hell.)
their worst nightmares are each other dying. i am going to lose my mind. i am sobbing and screaming and yelling on the floor. i am sucking on cement. nobody touch me
4. Visions by @snowwarning27
"It’s funny, because as a tattoo artist he makes art that lasts pretty much forever – as far as the person who has it is concerned – but a street artist…their art lasts maybe a couple of days."
Keith comes in for a tattoo; Lance immediately falls in love. With his art. His love for Keith comes later.
it's usually tattoo artist keith but tattoo artist lance my LOVE. also i will never get over graffiti artist keith i think about him all the time the punk ass
5. story received, story included by @freshia
(4:20PM): u know, number neighbor, i think i need a chiropractor.
(4:23PM): ?
(4:25PM): because my back really hurts
(4:25PM): from carrying this conversation ;(
Lance texts his number neighbor.
i LOVE texting fics. they're so fun. and lance in a texting fic is always funny bc it's so obviously true that he would be so funny if he had time to think about it. and of course keith would fall for him over text
that’s it for today!! happy one year! i’ll see y’all back next friday for the next fic rec post!!!
Lance has a demon branding. All demons are required to have one, most stating what kind of demon they are as well. Lance just has the basic symbol of circle with a small gap in it, kind of like a broken halo. The surprising thing is that he seem to be pretty weak. He doesn’t ever show his other form and other demons don’t ever seem fazed by him or even mock him outwardly, so it’s clear to everyone he’s a runt of sorts. It’s not until they’ve all been captured that they find out the truth. Several druids take them to their captured but free lions and they find Lance waiting for them with Sendak. Sendak is staring at Lance with complete and utter adorable, as if Lance is some kind of deity and Sendak is his loyal follower. Lance, wearing only his under suit that’s been ripped so his arms and stomachs are bare, the outside of the pants split open, is smiling at him coyly. His eyes are a deep, almost empty black as they look up at Sendak. With a hand, clawed with sharp, steal like nails, he caressed Sendaks upper arms and neck, putting his entire body weight against his mechanicals arm. They watch as a tail, a bright pink one the width of his forearm, comes around to rub along Sendak’s chest and even his crotch. Lance speaks in a voice like honey and sunlight yet with a hint of creaking and scratching, “Sendy~ you’re so sweet to let them go for me, so generous and handsome! You must truely love me, huh, darlin’?” Sendak nods, not looking away from Lance for a second and paying no mind to the droids around them or that Lance is basically climbing him like a tree. The team is confused, especially when Lance looks their way and gives them a wink and nods towards the Lions. Suddenly Lance looks serious and jumps down from Sendaks hold and backs up, to which Sendak looks close to tears and actually whimpers at the lose. Lance tuts softly, “You love me? You’d do anything for me?” He nods, crawling over to Lance and looking at him as if waiting for an order. Lance lifts his face up and gives a pout, claw digging into his chin enough that blood drips down his arm. “If you really love me, you’ll feed me. Sendy, they don’t know you like I do. They’ll hurt you, sugar. So, give yourself to me instead. Feed me. Devote your life to me, and end it.”
They all watch as Sendak nods once before taking his blade and slicing is throat open, Lance letting out a moaned gasp as he takes his life force through his blood and kisses the dying man fiercely. With how meek and unserious Lance is, they forgot he was a demon and that demons are dangerous. They would of never forgotten if they knew he was an incubus.
Finally drawn with her employer, a demon called Lance! Originally I kept trying to draw Pidge serving Lance a drink, but nothing worked. However, I did get this nice head tip pose and I’m living for it.
Pidge? Not so much. You shouldn’t tip someone’s head back that much, especially when she’s that much shorter than you.
Thanks so much for everything, this blog is really helpful! Its so great to find fics I might have accidentally skiped over. Do you have any longer fae or demon lance? Preferably with human Keith, but it's fine if not. Thank you!
thanks so much! and yes here u are, some demon lance for the soul. these were the only two longish ones i could find sorryyy - karri
fantasy au tag
Demon by Chris_White (7/7 | 11,538 | Teen And Up)
Keith discovers a listing for a nice house that he can actually afford. There's one catch. The current owner claims it's possessed by a demon.
Yeah, right! But ... maybe there's cryptids?
(hunk/shay)
It’s Always Sunny on Wednesday Afternoon by TheLegendOfChel (1/1 | 11,841 | Teen And Up)
As the greatest swordsman in Altea, many believe Keith is destined to slay the Demon King and bring peace to the kingdom.
That destiny would be a lot easier if said Demon King would stop asking Keith to marry him.
does anyone know that vld fic where like. it's mostly canon compliant and they're in space but lance is like a incubus vampire hybrid i think and he drinks hunks blood but then hunk goes on a mission and is gone for longer than expected and keith finds out and let's lance drink from him and also like lance has like a demon form? idk i think it's a series but pls help a bro out
So this is it. The final chapter of The Obedient Demon; of the main story at least. I hope you all enjoy! 💙
“LANCE!” He shrieked, summoning his weapon. It lit up brightly, changing into a bright pillar of light before swinging it towards the ghoul. He screamed in anguish, tears flowing freely down his face.
The ghoul roared out pitifully as the light consumed its massive body. He leapt on the creature’s face, staring down at it in contempt before stabbing down in a final attack. Allura watched in shock, the power surrounding Keith was like none she’d ever seen before. He landed in a cloud of dust in front of her.
“Kei-,” she could barely get out before he sprinted away from her towards the demolished building.
“LANCE!” He screamed, digging through the rubble. Concrete and rebar sliced through his hands as he searched, dotting the destruction with blood. He barely blinked, afraid he would miss something in that split second. He continued to scream his husband’s name, every call felt like a shard of glass lodging in his throat until he couldn’t scream anymore.
They could only watch their leader fall apart in his grief, scream his voice hoarse, and collapse helplessly in the fallen rubble. He fell to his knees, sobbing as he tried to dig with shaking hands.
“Please Lance,” he whispered, pleading “don’t do this to me,”
The sharp, acrid smell of brimstone would be almost nauseating if it weren’t so familiar to him. It seemed that some things just can’t be forgotten.
“Hello!” He called, eyes darting around the dark, smoky landscape. “Is anyone there?” Smoke curled around wistfully, creating illusions of people that were just out of sight. He felt like he was being watched from every possible direction, the feeling of paranoia spiking every second he spent there.
“I-I think I’m lost,” he called, nervous tears building up in his eyes. He stumbled through the land, rubbing at his eyes and nose when the burning of tears or sulfur became too much. He wished he was at home, he wished he was enjoying his wedding, he wished for his friends, Keith and… Shiro.
What was he thinking? Why did he have to get himself in this situation? He was happy, or as happy as he could have been at that time in his life. He was in love, he got married, he had the most amazing friends in the world. The most amazing husband but…. he threw it all away. All because of a dumb idea. Something he had no way of knowing was even possible. He didn’t think about Keith at all; why did he always have to be so selfish.
“Shiro!” He suddenly cried helplessly. He didn’t know what to do, he didn’t know what to feel. Did he deserve it because of his selfishness? Because he didn’t think before he acted? He just wanted to be happy.
His ear perked up at the sound of something sliding over rocks behind him and he quickly whipped around, only to slam into the ground. Another demon tackled him, caging him in with his knees and pointing a staff threateningly at his face. Lance’s ears lowered in submission and he tucked his chin down to protect his throat. His eyes stayed glued to the staff for a moment before darting to his attacker’s face. His blood ran cold like ice.
“Pidge?” He asked in complete bafflement. For a moment, their eyes widened in shock before narrowing dangerously.
“How do you know that name?” The voice was deep, obviously not Pidge but someone who looked remarkably like them. The staff dug into his chest after a few more seconds of silence and Lance rushed to explain his relationship with his teammate. The man, watched him silently, only his eyes betraying his concern. After the short explanation, he nodded and moved off of Lance.
“I think you should come with me,”
Lance gulped and scuttled backwards. He huffed and rolled his eyes, crossing his arms in front of him. It felt like he was looking at Pidge, from the disgruntled expression to the annoyed posture and he couldn’t help but trust him. He cautiously got up and followed the man into the smoke.
“Where are we going?” He asked after a few minutes of quiet walking. The man doesn’t respond. “Just to let you know, if you kill me, there are a lot of people who’d be pretty upset,”
“Oh yeah? Got a lot of friends?” The man laughs, looking back at him.
“Yeah I do, and a wonderful husband!” Lance preens happily, ignoring for a moment that he was nowhere near his family. “Speaking of which, how do you know Pidge?”
He seems to hesitate for a second before sighing.
“I’m her brother, the name’s Matt,”
“Her brother!? I didn’t know she had a brother,”
“Yeah well, I don’t exactly think she’d remember,” he stated sadly.
“Keith, we have to go,” Allura said softly, coming up slowly from behind the distraught familiar. Keith slowly shook his head, not facing her.
“I can’t go,” he replied.
“Keith we must, there isn’t much time,” she insisted.
“I have to find him,” he croaked.
“He has to be summoned again, Keith,”
“What?”
“When a familiar dies, they return to Hell, we have to summon Lance again,”
“But I thought only Shiro could summon him,” Keith said weakly, wiping away his tears.
“We have ways Keith, it’s not too late but we have to go now,” she insisted, reaching out with her hand.
It wasn’t long until they came across a small opening in the side of a sheer cliff. Matt went in first, turning so he could squeeze into the small space. They went in further until they could see a ratty looking curtain covering the deeper parts of the cave. Matt held it open for Lance to walk through. He looked at him strangely but did so, glancing around the homey space as he did. Matt gestured for him to move on, an easy smile on his face.
Lance stopped cold in the doorway of the next room, a small gasp escaping him.
“Hey Matt, welcome back,”
Shiro.
Shiro.
Lance’s hands went to his mouth, trying to cover the surprised cries coming from him. He was already crying happily but he couldn’t move. It didn’t feel real.
“Matt?” Shiro asked confused, turning to the doorway. His eyes landed on Lance and he dropped something in shock. “Lance?” He whispered, eyes wide. Lance wailed and ran forward, collapsing in Shiro’s warm arms. It was everything he missed, Shiro soothingly pet Lance’s head and whispered reassurances to him as he tried to calm down.
“What are you doing here?” He asked quietly.
“I had to find you,”
“You shouldn’t be here, it’s dangerous,”
“I couldn’t, I knew you weren’t dead, I couldn’t just leave you here,”
“You knew I wasn’t dead? How did you figure that out? Do we have a connection or something?” Shiro asked, pulling away from his familiar. Lance shook his head and looked away, suddenly reminded of his time with the changeling.
“What happened while I was gone, Lance?” Shiro asked. Lance gulped, he forgot how well Shiro could read him.
“There was a changeling, it came back as you,” he admitted, looking down instead. “And I didn’t realize that it wasn’t you,”
“Did it hurt you?” Was the first thing he asked, shocking Lance. He expected him to be disappointed that he didn’t recognize his Master. Lance hesitated, the changeling never hit him or anything like that, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t hurt.
“Not physically,” he decided on, looking back at Shiro. The way he was looking at him though, it was as if Lance had told him the changeling stabbed him.
“I’m so sorry Lance,”
“It wasn’t you,” he deflected.
“No, but that doesn’t mean I can’t sympathize with you,”
There was more to the summoning then he thought there’d be. Although, he didn’t think it was possible in the first place. They had to recreate Lance’s circle to perfection, then they had to acquire DNA from both Lance and Shiro to include in the circle to ensure that they would be summoning Lance, but since he was Shiro’s familiar something of his had to be present. Then they had to add spells to prevent Lance from losing his memories of his time on Earth before. So much work was being put into bringing him back, but Keith couldn’t help but have a few doubts while he was waiting in the hallway with his Master.
Allura looked over at Keith, surprised at the contemplative expression on his face.
“What’s wrong Keith?” She asked, careful not to cause a distraction inside the room. He gulped before looking at her, his face open and vulnerable.
“Do you think he even wants to come back?”
“What?” She blinked in shock, her face showing her surprise. Keith’s ears laid flat, exposing his anxiousness.
“Lance. Would he want to come back? Ever since Shiro disappeared, and we found out about the changeling, he’s been miserable. Nothing made him happier than being by Shiro’s side, it destroyed him and I couldn’t even help him.” Tears welled up in Keith’s eyes and he struggled to brush them away. “Being here would be a constant reminder of everything he’s lost,”
Allura watched him for a moment, two sides warring each other in her mind. On one hand, she could understand where Keith was coming from, on the other, she wanted to smack him on the head for thinking like that.
“You know Lance loves you right?” She asked carefully. Keith nodded hesitantly, watching her warily. “And you love Lance?”
“More than anything in the world,”
“If you were in his situation, where would you want to be? Back with the ones, you love, or someplace you don’t completely remember?” Keith gasped slightly at the question, reality finally sinking in. “Lance has been with us for so long, he doesn’t remember what Hell was for him and I hate to say this but he’s probably alone and scared right now,”
Keith gulped and nodded, if it was in relief or concern, he didn’t really know. Silently he slunk forward and pressed his face to Allura’s shoulder. She smiled sadly and pet his ears back comfortingly.
“Master Allura?” One of the priests stuck their head out of the room. “We’re ready,”
She pulled away from Keith with a comforting smile, Keith wiped away his tears unable to return the gesture and they headed inside.
“You and Keith are married!?”
Lance laughed merrily, nodding and wiping away a tear.
“When did that happen?”
“I don’t know, a while ago? But we were just married recently,” he smiled serenely before sighing. “But now we have to figure out a way to get out of Hell,”
“I wouldn’t worry about that, they’re most likely working on summoning you again right now,” Shiro stated.
“They can do that?” Matt asked in shock.
“Well yeah, there’s not many things that can take a demon completely out of commission,” Shiro explained, before looking over at Lance. “It looks like it’s already started,” he said, poking Lance in the forehead where a dot of glowing blue light appeared. Lance shrieked, jumping up and attempting to rub the light away somehow. Both Shiro and Matt laughed as the light spread down Lance’s body all the way to the tip of his tail.
“They’re almost complete,” Shiro commented offhandedly, making Lance come to a stop. He looked over at the two of them contemplatively before seemingly coming to a decision.
“Lance?” Matt asked in concern. Lance nodded to himself and launched at the two of them, wrapping his arms around their necks. With a big flash of light, they shot into the sky. Both Shiro and Matt screamed in panic at the speed they were ascending.
“WHAT THE FUCK!” Matt wailed, clutching onto Lance with his talons.
“I’M TAKING YOU BITCHES WITH ME!” He screamed back with a sharp grin.
He watched the bright circle unblinking, it glowed steadily brighter. He didn’t know how long it would take, neither did any of the priests. To them, it was always different, depending on what type of familiar it was or how eager they were to return to the surface. That was the part Keith was afraid of, what if Lance never reappeared? What if he was right and Lance didn’t want to come back? He didn’t want to think of the possibility but according to the priests, it was just as likely.
He expected maybe Lance to be thinking about it in Hell, or make them wait for a little while before reappearing.
He didn’t expect for the room to immediately burst into blinding light. The power boomed throughout the headquarters, knocking everyone to the ground; Keith included. It took a few dizzying seconds to pull his head off the ground but when he did, his heart almost exploded.
Right in front of him was his husband.
“LANCE!” He cried happily, scooping the cat familiar up in his arms. It took a few seconds but Lance wrapped his arms around his neck and purred happily as he nuzzled closer.
“Keith,” he sighed happily. Keith wept, holding him close to his chest.
“I can’t believe you went to Hell on our wedding day,” he said, sniffing slightly. Lance looked sheepish for a second before glancing over Keith's shoulder and smiling.
“Uhh, speaking of which,” he trailed off as a shadow fell over their forms. Keith blinked, confused before looking behind him. Or rather above them.
“I don’t think you asked for permission to marry my son,” Shiro stood above him, his arms crossed as he looked menacing down at him. The effect was slightly ruined when the other exorcists ran to him and clung on for dear life.
“Shiro,” he said in disbelief. Shiro laughed, giving the two of them a wide smile.
“Welcome home,”
I’m hoping to do a short side story with Matt and Pidge. I hope everyone enjoyed this series 💙
