Is this a good opening to the VLD urban fantasy fic I've been planning? Like would you get hooked to read it if you were just opening the fic for the first time?
"Hunk woke up in a forest with blood-stained hands and a dead deer next to him. The worst part was, that wasn’t unusual in the slightest.
Well, not always the dead deer part, sometimes it was a rabbit or a bird if he was lucky...
Okay, maybe he should start a little bit earlier. When Hunk was 17, he got bit by a werewolf..."
I didn't plan on doing anything for Paper Skin on Halloween this year, but considering it came about because of last Halloween? I feel like I should do a little something. So here's a headcanon/list format of what the Paper Skin AU kiddos did for Halloween during the 'gap year' I skipped over:
(Huge credit to @thetolkiengeek for Klance Stormpilot inspiration!!)
Once again, Allura plans a [mandatory] group costume for the Village Halloween parade which she marches in every year bc Halloween is her FAVORITE American holiday.
Once again, only three of them are exempt from participating:
Hunk, because he does theme costumes with his little sisters.
Keith, because he hates attention and has legit anxiety about it.
Lance, because he's super lazy about Halloween and uses Keith as an excuse… at first.
Allura decides on Star Wars as a theme, and Lance immediately screams "I AM POE DAMERON!!" from across the room and has to deal with Keith giving him a death glare
Keith: "YOU PROMISED ME WE COULD STAY IN AND WATCH 'WHAT WE DO IN THE SHADOWS' AND MAKE OUT"
Lance: "But… Poe Dameron! Oscar Isaac! LIP BITING!!"
Keith: "LKJFSHDKJFH I DON'T KNOW WHY THIS IS A THING? YOU CAN BITE MY LIPS!!"
Lance alleviates his anxious vampire boyfriend's fears when he shows him the post-battle Stormtrooper!Finn costume he can hide in.
He promises Keith can keep the helmet on all night and that the bloodstains on the armor can be real if he wants (and if he gets hungry).
Allura is Rey. Hands down boots.
(I didn't brew this tea, I'm just reading the leaves.)
Shiro is C-3PO after he realizes he can use it as an excuse to ask… someone… to give him a red prosthetic for the night.
(aka it's an excuse to see Adam. He misses him.)
Shiro is an hour late to the parade but it's NYC, nothing starts on time, and Allura is only a little annoyed.
After hearing about the Star Wars theme, Hunk gets the twins on board as adorable little Jedis from the cartoons
(Ahsoka Tano and Barriss Offee so they can play fight).
Hunk goes as Han Solo and Shay as Leia.
Coran dons a Lando costume and delivers all the famous lines with his inexplicable New Zealand accent. It's a trip.
Pidge builds a damn R2D2 costume from scratch and ignores Matt's goading.
Matt: "Just turn into a Porg, you know you're gonna be sweating to death in there."
Pidge: "JEALOUSY IS AN UGLY EMOTION, MATTHEW. BEHOLD MY GENIUS!!"
Matt is forced into Kylo Ren instead of Luke or Darth (as punishment for almost betraying Allura last year).
Shiro disappears after the march with a suspiciously familiar looking man dressed as Dr. Orpheus from the Venture Brothers…
They have a good night. :3
Pidge does get too hot, eventually abandoning her costume and shifts into a Porg on Allura's shoulder for the rest of the night.
Matt demands everyone pay him $20 even though there was no official bet.
Han!Hunk and Shay!Leia also have to depart early to get the twins home.
There's a party for the staff at Jé-Rouges which everyone else ends up at.
When the werewolves there realize Coran is The Butcher™ that has been supplying them, he literally becomes the most popular guy in the room and goes home with many phone numbers, cards, etc.
(He erroneously thinks they're all new clients and adds them to his ancient hand-written rolodex).
Keith takes the helmet off finally. He declares he's hideous, sweaty and pale and gross, so everyone needs to delete any photos of him without it on.
Lance however sees nothing but AN ANGEL and steals him away to fool around in the break room.
They return and try to play it cool until Pidge points out that Keith's armor is missing from his backside and Lance's costume has the bloodstains from Keith's rubbed off.
The end of the night is Keith, Lance, Matt, Pidge and Allura sitting around a table, playing cards and laughing and joking, trading stories and drinking (beer, blood or soda depending on the individual).
Keith finally admits maybe it was more fun than WWDITS and cuddling.
(However next year that is ALL THEY DO. They're tired after everything they've been through, damn it.)
Icy’s 30 Days of Thanks Day #12: the care and keeping of your super huge, very hairy best friend by againstmygreeleaf
It’s important to show appreciation for all things both big and small. As part of the giving season for the month of November I wanted to extend some shoutouts to 30 fanfictions that I’ve read and loved ♥
I would like to thank them for the joy they’ve brought me, the laughs, the tears, the curses, the stomach curdles, the winces, the flinches, the “yessss,” the squeaks, the squeals, the arm flailing and of course the time, effort and love they have given these stories and for sharing them with us all.
All shoutouts are tagged as Icy30DaysofThanks (cough, if Tumblr would be so kind to actually work >>) for you to peruse. Please be sure to give these authors the love and thanks they deserve with a comment, a follow, a rec, a reblog… thank you ♥
Day #12
the care and keeping of your super huge, very hairy best friend by againstmygreeleaf
Summary: The one where Hunk is a werewolf and Lance tries his best. Everyone does, really.
My notes: I think I may have reced this before (I’m trying to post only new ones) but this one is too lovely not to repeat here. Hunk is a werewolf but not the rawr growl horror story or even getting into vampire and other campy tropes. Oh no. Hunk is fluffy. And plays with tires. And causes Lance so much trouble but it’s so so so adorable.
It’s an AU fic set in a college-ish setting although the school is background. The characters are brought in perfectly into Hunk’s little secret and the roles each one plays fit their canon counterparts to a tee, which is my biggest hangup with most AUs. I’m particularly in love with Shiro’s story here ♥ The fic is multi-chapter and incomplete, but each chapter technically stands alone (although they do build upon one another). This fic is bursting with heart and the whole lineup of feels from angst and fear to love and comfort and plenty of humor and laughs.
(Not the best but please enjoy! Word Count: 778, Team: Green, Challenges 2 & 4. Discord: The Void#8841 >Minor Klance, also please note that everyone is over age in this fic!)
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“I can’t believe you’re wanting to drag us out to some stupid college party tonight.” Pidge huffs, straightening their oversized hat on their head, before pulling their cloak closer to themselves to help ward off the cold of the brisk October air.
“Aww Pidgey, don’t be like that. I haven’t been to a modern college party that I’ve seen in those cliche movies yet. Indulge me just this once, please.” Lance stuck out his lips in a pout. “I may be 120 years old but I’ve still got a lot of living to do!”
“With you acting like a 12 year old, I forgot how old you actually are, old man. Thanks for the reminder.” Pidge’s teasing further increased the pout on the young vampire’s face.
“At least I don’t look 12, you gremlin.”
“Why you!” Before Pidge even had the opportunity to attack Lance, they were swept up off the ground by their collar.
“There’s no need to fight you two. At least we’ll be safe tonight. The only reason why I’m saying yes to this is because it’s a halloween costume party.” Shiro gently set the young witch down, his horns almost seeming to glow under the street lamps light glow.
A loud pop and Coran’s loud laughter caused Lance to let out a soft squeak of surprise. “Oh how I love Halloween! It’s the one time of the year that we can go out as ourselves without having to be concerned about the mortals!” He tweaked his moustache, not even blinking as another short loud pop sounded.
“It’s been awhile since I’ve been able to stretch my wings in the mortal realm. This was a brilliant idea Lance, thank you for the invitation!” Allura bounded over and wrapped him in a small, excited hug.
“See Pidge! We’re going to have a lot of fun tonight with you as our chaperone.” Lance winked, throwing his arm around their shoulders.
“Well, let's head out then. Romelle, Hunk, Matt, and Shay said that they’ll all meet us there.” The house party was only about a few blocks out, not too bad of a walk. Still, Pidge wished they could just summon their broom, Rover. “Wait, where’s your vamp boyfriend?” Pidge paused in their walking to look up at Lance.
“Keith had to grab a quick bite to eat before he could come with.” He winked down at them, laughing when they wrinkled their nose.
“Don’t worry Pidgey, it’s just that good ole’ synthetic mix you and Matt put together for us. This new batch works wonders for a quick snack. So thanks, kid.” A small smile crept onto Pidge’s lips, despite the annoyance of being called kid. Maybe this night wouldn’t be so bad after all.
The house was blaring with loud music as they stepped up to the driveway. Cars surrounded the block and costumed people seemed to be all over the property. Pidge changed their mind. Tonight was going to be horrendous. Lance could briefly smell Hunk over the smell of booze and smoke before he was swept into a hug by the happy werewolf man.
“There you guys are! People have been commenting on how cool my ears and tail are. Luckily they’re all too drunk to realize they’re real.” His deep laughter shook Pidge, as they were swooped up for the next hug.
“It’s good to see you Hunk.” Shiro seeming to visibly relax at the easiness of Hunk. If Hunk wasn’t nervous about this party, then it was a very good sign. Shay was quick to join them, waving at everyone with her own tail swishing behind her.
“Oh hey, Keith’s already inside.” Shay motions towards the house, Lance was quick to grin in return and rush to get inside of the house. “He’s going to be a handful tonight isn’t he?” She laughs.
“Let’s just say we’re lucky he’s not able to get drunk.” Shiro chuckles. “Our night would get a lot more interesting if that was the case.”
“Well, he may not be able to get drunk but I am. Which is what I’m going to do right now.” Pidge bluntly states, weaving their way into the crowd. Grabbing a drink from someone nearby was an easy task, now avoiding Matt so that he couldn’t take away their drinks was going to be a whole another affair.
“Drink Responsibly!” Coran’s voice calls after them. Pidge sticks a high thumbs up into the air in return. “Got it!” A few drinks should make this night a little more interesting. Good thing Pidge has a group of immortal friends to help them out if they were to get a little too drunk tonight.
is it obvious i didn’t put a lot of effort into this lol i really do wanna get back into making comics, its a good way to practice storyboarding in its most basic form, and this is the best way tbh
real talk, hance is the most prominent ship in this au with others maybe sprinkled on the side.
I FINALLY MADE MY HUNK & LANCE CENTRIC URBAN FANTASY FIC!! Klance is there as well as Keith & Shiro being bros and Pidge being a little gremlin (not literally, they’re a dryad), but I love me some Hunk and Lance content!!
So what if Hunk was a werewolf? It wasn't that big a deal! Sure, he ran away from home once he found out, and sure, he left everything and everyone behind with a complete zero contact policy, and sure, once a month he turned into a mindless creature that would violently kill anything and anyone it could…
Ok fine, it was a very big and very awful deal, but Hunk’s got his life settled now! He's got a system to deal with his, um, issues! He’s got a stable job! He’s even got a newly rented house with some other supernatural friends! Everything was going great!
Well, that was, until he found out that said newly rented house was being haunted by his childhood best friend.
(Or: Urban Fantasy AU heavily inspired by Being Human (US/Canada edition))
Summary: After Keith opens up about what he remembers of his muddled past, a visitor comes to Jé-rouges. Lance gets drunk and runs his mouth, Hunk doesn't think about pink elephants, Pidge isn't spying, Allura isn't scarred for life and Shiro isn't wearing one of Adam's shirts.
Most of these things are lies. The truth is a bit more complicated, and Keith's going to need to be hit over the head with it.
Rating: Explicit overall, Mature for this chapter.
Pairing: Keith/Lance, (background Adam/Shiro)
Word Count: 8,938 (this chapter)
Preview:
"Ahhh, I'm sorry lovely, I know that wasn't funny."
"No it was, and I missed your stupid jokes so much, I'm just mad that I can't let you know I thought it was funny without encouraging you to make more until you land on a truly terrible one, ugh!" Keith says smacking Lance on the side.
"Awww, you missed me and my bad jokes?"
"God yes. I even missed Pidge texting me pictures of bats and asking 'Is this you?’"
"Did you miss me drawing mullets on them and sending them back to her?"
"Wait, you're the one doing that?"
Lance gasps, "Of course it's me! Who did you think it was?"
"Matt!"
"Oh my GOD, what the fuck, Keith? It's been two years, can you at least just pretend you think I'm funnier than Matt for once?" Lance says and Keith's laughing so he starts too.
A full moon wherein Shiro worries, Hunk reminisces, Lance provides, and Keith just sits back and enjoys being a guest at the Wolf Party.
It's a good memory he'll want to hold on to, especially when things get rough.
Rating: Explicit overall, Mature for this chapter because of some graphic carnivorous behavior
Pairing: Keith/Lance (background Adam/Shiro)
Word Count: 7,860 (this chapter)
Preview:
There's a faun-brown wolf dragging something along the ground.
Something big. Bigger than Keith's ever seen. Big and chocolate brown and… antlered?
"Oh my fucking god," Keith's mouth hangs open in shock. "Is that what I think it is?"
Lance stops in the middle of the clearing, releasing his grip on the neck of the moose. He looks down at his catch, and Keith senses feelings of pride, but also concern?
"Necesito asegurarme que tenga sangre suficiente. Esto debería ser suficiente," Lance thinks.
"Sangre... blood? You brought that for me to drink blood from?" Keith balks. Lance turns around and gives him a wolfy smile, eyes glowing red. He barks in affirmation.
