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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
And I’ve started posting this ☝🏼. Thanks to those who check it out!
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
And here it is...the final chapter of the GoT S8 fix it that I never thought I’d write <3 @salzrand joins me in bringing the babes HOME <3 And @throughtheblue almost 2 years later, here you go. Finally finished your prompt lol XD
*1982, at Mr. Rich Guy and Jackie's wedding*
Pastor Dave: Jackie, will you have this man to be your wedded husband, to live together after God's ordinance in the holiest state of matrimony, to love him, comfort him, honor him and keep him in sickness and in health, forsaking all others, keep thee only unto him so long as you both shall live?
Jackie: *hesitates*
Pastor Dave: Jackie?
Jackie: *remains silent*
Pam Burkhart: Baby? Speak up.
Jackie: *still silent*
Mr. Rich Guy: You alright?
Pam Burkhart: Go on Pastor Dave, go on.
Pastor Dave: I can't until she responds.
Pam Burkhart: But she means yes!
Pastor Dave: Well, she's got to say yes.
Pam Burkhart, pretending to be Jackie: I will.
Hyde, having just entered the church: Will you?
*everyone gasps, the bride and groom turn around and security try to stop him*
Hyde, fighting the security guy: Jackie, I love you and if you'll have me I want you to be my wife.
Mr. Rich Guy: What are you doing, man?
Hyde: I'm sorry man, but I love her.
Pam Burkhart: Die, just die.
Hyde, being pushed out of the church by two security guards: Will you have me, Steven, as your lawfully wedded husband, from this day forward, to have and to hold, for richer and for poorer? Doll, please!
Jackie, walking towards him: I do!
*everyone screams*
Pam Burkhart: You heard it? She said I do!
Pastor Dave: But to whom?
S8 [Ep 22- 24]
Okay Last one. S8 Fix it fic, if anyone cares, yeah if not then I won’t write this simple as that. As long as it’s written somewhere that’s good enough for me
first, (…), previous, next
muchas flores
part 2/2 of hey mom, i met a boy
word count: 7771
pairings: Keith/Lance, Allura/Lance (past), Curtis/Shiro, Acxa/Veronica (background)
summary:
With Keith, he fell slowly, like drifting off to sleep.
It’s the warm, fond look in Keith’s eyes right before he wraps the other boy in a hug, all bony angles and desperate hands. It’s the familiar way sharpshooter rolls off his tongue, raspy but flowing smooth like honey. It’s the way Keith can make Lance feel at home in a way he hasn’t known since they left Earth all those years ago.
It’s the way he starts thinking of Keith as his future instead of the past he had with Allura.
After the war, Lance learns how to heal and start living again. Somewhere along the way, he manages to fall in love with Keith, too.
Companion piece to 'hey mom, i met a boy', to fill in the gaps from Lance's point of view.
Fic: Blue is Your Color
Pairing: Keith/Lance, Keith/OMC, past Allura/Lance
Rating: Explicit
Word Count: 14,346
Summary: It's been a year since she died, since New Altea was formed, and so much has changed. Keith dreams of an endless field of flowers, and the one person who was always just out of his reach.
Read it on AO3!
Ooo, maybe Sheith going to an arcade or fair grounds (I’m not salty about the missed opportunity of clear day, who, me? Not at all)
OK SO THIS IS BASED OFF OF THIS THREAD BY @effitsfrank ON TWITTER!!!
“I know you want to do it.” Keith smiled, giving Shiro a nudge in the side as he looked at the carnival game. It was a cliché really, but a classic nonetheless.
Step right up and test your strength! Use the hammer to ring the bell!
“You just have a kink for my arms.” Shiro said, his eyes locked on the hammer.
“You should do it anyways.”
“It’s silly, we should-”
“Shiro.” Keith raised his eyebrow. “You’re the one who told me to go out and have fun. Do the same for yourself, alright? Come on, you want to try it.”
“I guess.” Shiro blushed, digging a few tokens from his pocket and walking up to hand them to the carni. “Don’t tell anyone their admiral spent the day playing carnival games.”
“Lighten up.” Keith shrugged. “If you ring it, maybe I’ll surprise you with something later.”
“Like...?”
“You know.” Keith grinned, walking up to his side and cocking his head towards the bell. “Show me what you got.”
Shiro took the hammer in his hover hand and let his eyes give the game one final once over before he took a deep breath, swung it up, and brought it down. Keith felt his heart thump when Shiro rang the bell, but he couldn’t let him get too cocky.
“My turn.” Keith said, taking the hammer from his hand.
“Baby, you don’t have to-”
Keith cracked his neck and tried to summon his strength, feeling his eyes glow warm behind his closed lids as he worked himself up until - smack! He brought the hammer down and beamed when he rung the bell, arguably a little harder than Shiro just had. “Looks like you’re not the only-” He was cut off by Shiro’s lips on his own and let the hammer fall by his feet, smiling into the kiss before his face started to get a little too red and he pulled away. “Someone’s eager.”
“I may or may not be...” Shiro bit his lip and blushed, “insanely attracted to you right now.”
Keith just laughed and took the prize the carni handed to him, a large purple stuffed teddy bear with Cheetah print fur - hideous, but a little adorable at the same time. He put it in Shiro’s hands and leaned up to give him a kiss on the tip of his nose as he laced his fingers through Shiro’s human hand, eager to pull him off in the direction of the other carnival games. He was taking a little pride in the dazed look on Shiro’s face. “I may or may not be a little insanely attracted to you too.”