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it's almost like it's the 21st century by orphan_account
Fandoms: She-Ra and the Princesses of Power (2018)
19 May 2025
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Adora’s parents are coming into town. It should be fine…
If it wasn’t for their continued denial of Adora’s sexuality that she’s starting to get so sick of. If it wasn’t for the business that Adora is supposed to inherit.
“You’re just confused, Adora.”
“It’ll all change when you find the right man.”
“Adora, think about the business.”
This time, Adora is determined to change their minds by introducing them to her girlfriend. The only problem? She doesn’t actually have a girlfriend.**This fic contains some homophobia in chapters one and two, and brief internalized homophobia in Chapter One. It also contains Gay As Shit Adora and even, if you can believe it, Gay As Shit Catra, too.
**** the last chapter of this fic was never fully written, it's in there as a bullet point outline. i wanted you guys to know how it ends, but life caught up with me and i won't be able to fully finish this for at least a few months :')
Bookmarked by k8__a
02 Jun 2025
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Sometimes Lance forgot one simple mistake could mean the end.
AKA Lance nearly dies, Keith saves him, and both question their feelings
Bookmarked by k8__a
09 May 2025
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Lance spends a lot of time wondering about his place in the universe. And his place with Keith. Oh, also there’s a heist and some fake dating.
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Bookmarked by k8__a
07 May 2025
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i always come back to this one, about time i friggin bookmark it so it’s easier
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Lance returns to Keith’s bag, sets himself slowly to his knees as he opens the main compartment. He starts talking about something, laughing, but Keith doesn’t register what he says as his sleeve slips slightly over the smooth arc of his shoulder. Keith can’t help the groan that escapes him.
“Lance,” he says, pleads, and Lance stops his cheery little story. In the silence, Keith takes in how ruffled and open Lance has become, no doubt due to the alcohol. He’s a little breathless, cheeks and shoulders flushed a deep pink, and Keith lets out a long, drawn out sigh. “You’re killing me.”
Lance stiffens slightly. He looks up, meets Keith’s gaze. He’s wearing the same expression he always does when he’s confused—the pinched brows, the small jut of his lower lip as he pouts. Lance doesn’t even know he does it, and to Keith, that makes it all the more endearing.
“What do you mean?” he asks quietly.
“Killing me,” Keith whispers, rests his head in his hands.
Bookmarked by k8__a
03 Apr 2025
Bookmarker's Notes
tell me more about the gold on Lance’s face this is beautiful work