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Where are all the Voltron fics where earth gets destroyed before they can return to it
#voltron#voltron au#angst#voltron fic#plance#klance#uhhhhh#allurance#ig#takashi shirogane#keith kogane#lance mcclain#allura#coran#pidge gunderson#katie holt#pidge holt#hunk garrett#like the angst of it happening to a whole other planet
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Hi! Do you have any post-game show recs where the team and especially Lance deal with the fallout of GWS?
oh boyy that episode. theres definitely some of those - k
Take My Name Out Of Your Mouth (You Don't Deserve To Mourn) by negativefouriq (1/1 | 1,739 | Teen and Up)
Lance’s hands shake on Red’s controls. All of him shakes, really, trembling like the last dead leaf on a barren tree.
I just don’t want to be stuck here for eternity with Lance.
As if he’s miles underwater, he hears the rest of the team chatter excitedly about the games they played. The drama, the excitement.
He hears them talk about the test.
He hears Coran say Bob is a god.
Mostly, though, he hears his blood rushing through his ears, and Keith’s words repeating over and over in his head. Again and again.
I just don’t want to be stuck here for eternity with Lance.
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OR: There are consequences to the playout of Bob's gameshow.
Tick tock, the time is ticking away by Naja_is_stitch (2/2 | 7,335 | Teen and Up)
Lance doesn't give the others a chance to vote. He votes on them all, practically begging Bob to get them out so they can save the universe. – "The universe needs all four of them to be save, how could I ever choose one of them" Lance said with tears going down his cheeks. "I'm the only one the universe could live without" – Langst, klance, and the feud episode, have fun!
First Choice by CorporisAuratus (1/1 | 1,672 | Teen and Up)
The paladins have to choose who gets to leave Garfle Warfle Snick. Lance has a realization about his friends. Keith deals with his feelings.
#asks#anon#klance#voltron#vld#klance fic#voltron fic#one shot#completed#teen and up#1to5k#langst#angst
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Just doing a quick promo of my klance fic, '30 feet and falling' now that the final chapter is out! Complete (9/9), 61k.
Keith and Lance fall through wormholes (and also, in love): An exercise in trust.
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“I’m only stranded here because I followed you!” Lance shouted, and that was the crux of it, wasn’t it? At the centre of it all, Keith’s thumping, beating heart, bleeding out by design. Keith’s lips twisted into a sneer.
“Then maybe you shouldn’t have.”
If Lance tried to kiss him because he meant it, he should’ve known better. Caring for Keith was a battle, and he was going to get tired of fighting it. Keith would rather have nothing, than have something good and watch it leave him behind.
Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48675838/chapters/122784586
#klance#klance fic#klance voltron#klance fanfic#voltron fanfic#voltron fic#keith kogane#lance mcclain#klance vld
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Hey I REALLY need help finding a fic
i’ve been searching for ages but cannot for the life of me find it ;-;
it’s a klance one
pretty much, lance, during a mission makes a heart with his hands at a camera (as you do) but the galra see this as a mating call of sorts.
Cue the entire galra empire falling in love with lance.
Lotors in it and he pretty much commissions a fanfic writer to write him fics about lance .
guys please it was the funniest shit i’ve ever read i need to find it 🙏🙏🙏
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lifeline
“Lance has grown up with bloodied knuckles and black eyes. It isn’t until he meets Keith, that it all starts making sense.”
— 26k words
— soulmates au
— canon divergence
— friends to lovers
— klance mini bang 2023
read it here;
#klance#keith kogane#lance mcclain#voltron#vld#klance fic#voltron fic#klance mini bang#klance mini bang 2023
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#vld#voltron#keith kogane#vld keith#klance#keith voltron#lance mcclain#vld lance#vld klance#voltron fic#wip#current wip#voltron legendary disappointment
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New Fic!
A new fic?? In the year 2024?? (it's more likely than you'd think!)
Rating: Teen and up
Fandom: Voltron
Fic Summary: A routine practice of survival amidst captivity soon turns to something far more harrowing as Haggar takes interest in a certain, hot-tempered prisoner.
After all, what is a blade if not a weapon?
(And what is a weapon if not something to be honed?)
TW for this chapter: Blood, injury, captivity, amputation
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Once, when he was eight, Keith found a lizard missing both of its back legs.
“Something must have tried to eat it,” his dad said when Keith dragged him to the porch to look. They both crouched to consider the reptile: brown as the dirt and pressed belly-flat to the hot, wooden slats of the porch. If it weren’t for the slight twitch of its tail—which had made it, somehow, when its legs had not—it would have passed for dead.
“How’d it get here?” Keith asked. He wanted to poke it to see how it moved but knew he’d be reprimanded. He picked at a splinter in the porch instead.
“Stubborn probably.” His dad smiled and ruffled his hair. “Looks like the little guy wanted to live.”
Keith considered this. “Can we keep him?”
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looking for a klance fanfiction from awhile back. it was a florist lance one, and he had an ex wife, i believe her name was maria? lance had a prosthetic leg with blue flowers on it and another one he would swap out. keith moved to the town and was a test pilot for the garrison. and all the paladins lived in a cute small town and owned their own businesses. i believe it was pre-shiro coming out so there was some background shallura. lance had a balcony full of flowers and plants that keith could see from his balcony, and in one scene lance smashes up all the plants.
this was one of my favorite fics and i can't find it anywhere!! i assume it's long lost and deleted unfortunately :(
#klance#klance fanfiction#klance fic#keith kogane#lance mcclain#voltron#voltron legendary defender#voltron fic#voltron fanfic#klance fic rec
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Hi!! Im looking for this klance soulmate fic on a03 where whatever they write on their skin it appears on the other and in this story keith tries avoiding writing on his skin and lance doesnt know about the soulmate thing so he does write on his skin (a grocery list i believe). Anyways, matt ends up drawing a d!ck on keith while he's asleep and lance ends up seeing it and gets mad at pidge (poor pidge it aint them) for drawing on him as he tries (and fails) to get it off. Until, he sees it blur off his skin and lance, hunk, n pidge end up freaking out bcuz they think its a ghost. Keith feels bad and writes im sorry on his skin as an apology and yeah. Theres also a scene where keith draws a pretty picture on his thigh with watercolor pencils for lance as a goodluck charm for his swim comp (this is later in the fic tho). I know its multiple chapters and its completed. Im an idiot and didnt bookmark it yrs ago and ive been trying for DAYS to find it again. Thank uuu if you DO end up finding it!! or thx anyways for trying haha !!
hii!! found it :) i remember reading this when it first came out so this was a THROWBACK i found it in the depths of my ao3 history hahah
written on your skin by trashness
rating: teens
published: 2017-12-12
completed: 2017-12-30
chapters as of november 5, 2023: [3/3]
summary: [ Keith is your typical troubled kid who's just trying to sort his life out. Things aren't perfect, but he's attending night school to get enough credits for university, he loves hanging out with Shiro and Matt on the weekends, and he's prepped to be the youngest member of his martial arts club to get his second Dan black belt. Things are looking up for Keith!
That is until strange notes start to appear on his arm.
They don't come off. At least, not when Keith tries to remove them. And they're written in handwriting that Keith knows isn't his.
So where are they coming from? ]
#keith kogane#keith x lance#klance#klance fic rec#klance fic recs#lance mcclain#voltron keith#voltron lance#lance/keith#ao3 klance#soulmates au#klance soulmates#klance au#klance ao3#klance soulmates au#lance x keith#vld klance#keith vld#keith voltron#vld lance#voltron legendary defender#lance voltron#voltron fic#vld keith#voltron au#klance fics that make me rip my hair out#klanceficsthatmakemeripmyhairout
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guys its december you know what that means
(dirty laundry. that’s what it means)
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Do you have any more secret relationship fics? I'm a sucker for those :D <3
indeed <3 - k
Ain't No River Wide Enough (To Keep Me From Getting To You, Babe) by negativefouriq (2/2 | 4,032 | Mature)
Lance finishes rubbing the lotion into his legs and sets it back on the bedside table, leaning over the laptop screen to grab his hairbrush. He mutters a near-silent “Shit, sorry,” as he accidentally bumps the screen with his chest, catching the edge of his robe on the corner of the screen and loosening it. He adjusts the screen again, carefully grabbing his brush and moving back away so as not to hit it again. When he settles back onto the bed, he catches Keith’s eyes looking hastily back to his face, again. He shakes his head fondly as he untwists his towel from his hair and starts to brush through the damp curls.
Poor Keith. Must be hard for him to do anything…fun, ahem, in shared barracks. Rip to him, honestly, because Lance does not have that problem. Say what you will about the castle, but at least he has his own room and a lock on his door.
“You’re distracted today,” Lance comments, smirking slightly. He lets his robe slip down his shoulder, watching Keith’s eyes follow the movement.
“Am not,” Keith protests.
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OR: Keith and Lance video chat. They both drive each other a little batty.
White light in your arms tonight by mustardlord (1/1 | 4,056 | Teen and Up)
Lance had been in the pod for one movement, and if the team noticed Keith spent his days next to Lance, they didn't mention it. He would stay on his side, often skipping meals and forgetting to take care of himself. He sometimes went to the training grounds when it was all too much. Keith set the training bots to a high difficulty and got his ass handed to him, but at least he didn't worry about anything other than fighting.
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After a month secretly together, Lance suffers an accident and Keith doesn't know what to do with himself.
//violence //temporary character death
you're a dream to me by icedpink (1/1 | 6,107 | Teen and Up)
"Did you know you snore?" Keith asks, still laughing.
The team finds out about Keith and Lance's relationship due to snoring, of all things.
#asks#anon#klance#voltron#vld#klance fic#voltron fic#vld fic#completed#one shot#secret relationship#established relationship#1to5k#teen and up
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I am a permanent passenger on the Langst train choo choo bitches
#may I tempt you with some late night Langst perhaps#vld lance#voltron#voltron legendary defender#lance mcclain#langst#voltron fic#fanfiction#asterism
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Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Voltron: Legendary Defender
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Lance & Voltron Paladins, Lance & Lance (Voltron)
Characters: Lance (Voltron), Keith (Voltron), Shiro (Voltron), Pidge | Katie Holt, Hunk (Voltron), Allura (Voltron), Coran (Voltron)
Additional Tags: Lance (Voltron) Deserves Better, Hurt No Comfort, Lance stands up for himself, Lance (Voltron)-centric, BAMF Lance (Voltron), Lance leaves voltron, Cuban Lance (Voltron), Rebel Lance (Voltron), Leader Lance (Voltron), Rebel Leader Lance, Badass Lance, i love lance okay! he's my fav character from this series and i love him, Comfort No Hurt, Lance (Voltron) Angst, Hurt Lance (Voltron), Minor Keith/Lance (Voltron), Angry Lance (Voltron), sorry the team's a little mean in this, Bittersweet Ending, self love bitches!
Summary:
Lance is late to a meeting with Team Voltron, but why should he go? Or even care? He's not a member of the team anymore.
#klance#lance voltron#the klance is minor#keith voltron#pidge#pidge gunderson#pidge voltron#hunk voltron#voltron legendary defender#voltron#vld#vld fic#voltron fic#voltron legendary defender fic#fanfic#fanfiction#shiro#shiro voltron#takashi shirogane#allura#allura voltron#lance mcclain#lance vld#lance mcclain voltron#lance deserved better#fuck canon#keith kogane#keith vld#fix-it fic#bamf lance
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broken crown — chapter 21 is now posted!!
“What’s so funny?”
“I guess all that obsessing you did back at the Garrison finally paid off,” Hunk replies, and Lance can practically see the smirk on his face.
“How dare you?” he squawks indignantly. “I did not obsess over Keith.”
Hunk laughs gleefully. “Who said it was Keith I was talking about? For all you know, I could’ve been talking about Iverson.”
Lance flushes in embarrassment. “You’re the worst. I hate you.”
“I love you too buddy.”
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if u like transgender kallura uhm. hiiiii.
if u don't like kallura u should let me try and change your mind <3
Summary:
The Transgenderification Beam (Patent Pending) continues to do its work. Lance is a good friend.
#voltron#vld#keith#allura#kallura#vld keith#vld allura#keith kogane#princess allura#vld lance#lance mcclain#platonic klance#my beloveds <3#vld fic#voltron fic#jet is writing >:))
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New fic idea? With no title yet? And I don’t really have a summary just yet, but basically it’s a voltron The Forest au (bc ive been playing way too much of that game). Think a bit like the tv show Lost? Or The Wilds? But with more comedy and it’s also pretty close to crack treated seriously, featuring Keith having to be the leader of a ragtag group of survivors as everyone slowly becomes more crazy than even he is. And Lance being a badass, and everyone being a badass really. Anyway, let me know if you think it’s interesting enough to post on ao3??
Also! I should note, Keith and Lance are strangers in this fic and I, for one, firmly believe that Lance would flirt with anything with legs if it wasn't for the fact that Keith and him were rivals in canon.
CW: A plane crash, minor injuries including bruising and a bit of blood, and a dead body
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Keith’s head was ringing something fierce as he came back to a slow consciousness. God, maybe this was why he never slept on planes if this was the apparent outcome. He blinked out the stubborn weariness from his eyes. The sound -the real sound- slowly welled back up, birds chirping distantly.
…Wait, birds? Why would he be hearing birds on a plane-?
And that’s when he saw it. Over the tops of the shitty main cabin seats in front of him, between the useless dangling oxygen masks, there was a forest.
Not like out the window or like some fake painted on trees to make it not seem like they weren’t in a metal tube flying high in the sky. There was an actual forest filled with actual trees a good few rows in front of him, all framed by the broken-in-half plane.
Ok, no, maybe he did sleep on planes because that absolutely wasn’t real. Not a chance in hell. Keith sat up to try and find more evidence that this was clearly just a stress dream, only to cry out in abrupt stabbing pain from his midsection. He looked down, wincing as he pulled out his shirt slightly. He was met with his own skin painted with a mirage of angry purples and blues around the edges of where the thick seatbelt still held him in place.
A bruise. He had a bruise all along his lower stomach. Which would make sense to have if the seatbelt stopped him from going forward extremely abruptly. Like, let’s say, in the event of a plane going from some super fast speed that Shiro would know to an absolute and utter zero. And that only happened when…
In a second of what he would later convince himself was momentary hysteria, all he could think was, damn, looks like we aren’t making it to the connecting terminal on time.
He then much more rationally jolted forward in his seat again (and was greeted with the same sparking pain) at the fact that the plane had fucking crashed. What the fuck? What the FUCK?!
As quick as lightning, Keith undid the stupid seatbelt and turned to Shiro beside him. The man was still out like a light, but breathing, thank fuck. He checked diligently for anything seriously wrong (shrapnel, lacerations, currently bleeding anything- oh god, oh fuck? What was happening?).
Somewhere near Shiro’s hair and all across his nose area was covered in dried blood, a bruise forming around the former. That definitely meant a concussion, right? Keith wasn’t a doctor, he had no idea how to check that. The blood seemed to be slowing to a crawl, which was probably good.
There wasn’t anything majorly wrong on his body so it seemed. Or at least, there wasn’t anything wrong that wasn’t already wrong. His arm was missing, which sounded terrible until it was taken into account that it was his already amputated arm… From a plane crash… A different plane crash… Oh, Shiro was going to be so pissed when he woke up. Who gets into two plane crashes??
A groan coming from directly behind him derailed that train of thought. Keith whipped around to look at the source of the noise (much to his strongly protesting body). A tanned, narrow-faced guy somewhere around Keith’s own age was slowly blinking his way into consciousness just like Keith had. His face was full of freckles and what looked like only a few slight bruises from where Keith could see. Overall, the other… survivor looked to be in about as good a shape as Keith was.
Jesus, just the thought of saying ‘survivor’ was not really sinking in. They had survived a fucking plane crash. That wasn’t a thing that just happened, much less twice in Shiro’s case. He even joked that he was flying with Shiro because lightning never struck the same spot twice. Evidently, it fucking did. Maybe he shouldn’t have tempted the universe like that…
“Mullet?”
Keith refocused on the guy now staring at him, scoffing at the incredibly slurred and equally confused ‘nickname’.
“Are you… dying or whatever?” Keith asked.
The guy tilted his head, his face scrunching up at the question until he refocused on the mask sitting securely on his nose. He yanked it off as careful as a band-aid, watching it strangely as it bounced back up toward the ceiling.
The guy turned back to Keith, a silent question in his eyes. It seemed to answer itself though, as the stranger’s widening eyes filled with the soft sunlight trickling in over Keith’s shoulder.
“Ho-ly crow,” The other survivor shook himself like that’d get him to wake up. Keith understood the feeling.
“I… I think the plane went down,” Keith winced at his own statement. Obviously the fucking plane went down. No plane landed fine with only half of it left, especially not just the back half.
“Looks like it,” The guy replied hollowly before his face filled with alarm, “Oh my god! Hunk! Pidge!”
Blue Shirt (he really needed to learn this guy's name, but that would have to do for now) turned to his oddly named friends. Which was Hunk and which one was Pidge, Keith had no idea. They seemed to be like Shiro, alive but not quite up yet, if the sigh of relief Blue Shirt let out said anything.
The guy turned back to Keith with a lot more awareness, “What happened??”
“Like I said, the plane-”
“No, no, I don’t need the obvious! Clearly!” The guy frantically gestured over the seats, “I meant like, how are we even, you know?”
“Alive?” Keith finished, “I don’t have a damn clue.”
“And what about everyone else?” Blue Shirt asked.
Keith tilted his head.
“Like, the other people. There was a- a cute, little elderly couple right over there,” Blue Shirt pointed across the aisle, “Where did they go? Where did everyone else go?”
Probably thrown from the plane, Keith’s mind darkly supplied. He didn’t, however, want to come off as a complete freak to the only other survivor awake right now.
“Maybe they already got out?” Keith tried (and failed) to sound optimistic.
The guy frowned, seemingly trying to process that, “...Right. Okay. And they probably just left us because… because… Because! They didn’t know how injured we were, and that’s, like, a rule! Totally! You don’t move the injured people because their spines could be damaged and everything! Trust me, I’ve watched all of Grey’s Anatomy, even the truly bad seasons.”
Very trust-inducing, Keith didn’t voice. He nodded tentatively despite that thought.
Blue shirt stood- oh goddamnit, this was getting annoying, “Hey, what’s your name?”
“Hm?” The guy stretched out in the aisleway, pain evident in his face, “Oh, um, right. The name’s Lance, but you can call me the man of your dreams.”
“W- what?” Keith definitely didn’t squeak that out. Also his face definitely didn’t go tomato red. Also his heart didn’t feel like it just had a palpitation. Also- You know what, shut the fuck up. How was he supposed to react to that?? Who realized they were in a plane crash and immediately f- flirts with the only other awake survivor???
Lance (the man of Keith’s apparent dreams, what the fuck, what the fuck, what the-) grimaced in what looked like sincere apology, “Sorry, sorry, not the place. I think my head’s a bit, uh, scrambled, you know? From all this? Anyway, what’s your name, Mullet Man?”
“...Keith,” He dragged out of his mouth (stop fucking staring at the pretty guy who just trauma-flirted with you), “And it’s not a mullet.”
Lance put a hand on his hips, or tried to. He winced at the touch and let it drop, “Puh-lease. I spotted that thing the moment you walked on the plane. Shorter in the front?”
“I guess,” Keith answered tersely.
“And longer in the back?” Lance raised an eyebrow.
“Yes?”
“Ha! See, that’s literally the definition of a mullet: business in the front party in the-” Lance abruptly choked on the air, hand going to cover his mouth as his eyes went wide as saucers. He stumbled backwards, grabbing on to the flimsy blue seats to stop himself from falling completely, “O- oh my god.”
Keith stood ready to catch Lance, expecting to see him losing blood or something, “What’s wrong?”
With a face three shades paler, Lance pointed over Keith’s shoulder. Was… was he just now processing their wrecked plane? Even after they talked about it? Nevermind. Trauma was weird sometimes. That was what his old therapist used to say at least. Maybe it was still settling and that’s why Lance kept going on weird, unnecessarily long tangents?
“The plane crashed,” Keith repeated slowly like he was talking to a spooked deer, “Are you hurt or-?”
“N- no, Keith, look,” Lance demanded, voice shaking.
Keith turned in confusion to follow Lance’s eyes only to be meet with-
Oh.
Oh.
A woman -one of the stewardesses, Keith assumed by the neatly pressed uniform- laid dead-eyed in front of them. Her limbs were sprawled out, her head haloed by the bent edges of where the broken plane met the open air. Grimly, Keith thought that that made sense. Of course not everyone would survive a goddamn plane crash.
But then he noticed what killed her. It wasn't being tossed by the aggressive turbulence, nor was it the excess metal shrapnel from around the edge of their halved plane, no.
Glimmering there in all the glory of the midday sun was a bloodied axe buried squarely in the middle of her chest.
#voltron fic#the forest au#klance fanfiction#fanfic#keith voltron#lance voltron#shiro voltron#hunk voltron#pidge voltron#allura voltron#coran voltron#those two will eventually be in it#leader Keith#and everyone else is a little bit crazy#where are all the other survivors?#whats going on?#read and find out ooooo!#klance
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