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klance-daydreams · 7 months
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happy spooky season!!!! i bring you vamp lance and witch keith >:)
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bre-artwork · 2 years
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⚠️IMPLIED NSFW
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO OUR FAVE LONE WOLF
(LOL get it??)🐺🦇
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tynama · 4 months
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I saw a mutual on instagram say the the klance fanfic Dear Reader is like a modern classic for the Voltron fandom, and I couldn’t agree more. It’s so great, and if you haven’t read it yet you should. It’s Dear Reader by heavily_caffeinated on Ao3.
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melsany · 5 months
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keith: *disembowls sendak and lands in a black widow esque pose*
voltron fandom: he’s so baby girl.
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kogakio · 1 month
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he didnt pay attention for 2 seconds too long
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joonytown · 2 years
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Voltron on your timeline in the year of our lord 2022?🤨 (I was in fact obsessed with them in 2016-2018 but that’s between me and god)
For Day Two I picked the prompt “tarot” and immediately thought of the Tower card and them.
“The Tower is commonly interpreted as meaning danger, crisis, destruction, and liberation. It is associated with sudden unforseen change.”
Now isn’t that fitting for Voltron and Klance🥴
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mylifeisfruk4ever · 7 months
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"This is your fault."
 
Keith showed signs of enormous maturity ignoring him, and Lance snorted. What is it? He was right! Couldn't he blame Keith? Everyone loved to remind him of his mistakes, but when he pointed out other's mistakes, everyone said, ''It can happen.''
So why were his mistakes worth more?
 
It was too depressing to think about, and they were in a big mess. Lance looked around. The Holy of Holies had solid walls, and he suspected that their weapons would not scratch the rock.
 
 Their most important clue could be on one of the walls or under one of the pillars. But what should they do now? Should they call for help? 
 
Lance tried to activate the communicator, but it was as if it had broken. 
 
He groaned, "Great. We can't even ask others to come and get us."
 
"We can do it on our own."
 
Ah, Keith had finally decided to talk to him. Lance looked at him with skepticism, "Really? And how do you plan to do it?"
 
"I'll find a way."
 
"Well, I'd tell you to hurry, because the priests seemed pretty anxious to see us die," Lance yelled, angry.
 
 Why did Keith have to look so calm? If he knew what he was talking about, then there was no need to worry, but every time he acted like nothing had happened, it only raised Lance's worries. Keith sighed, "Let me handle this. You just keep calm."
 
"How am I supposed to keep calm?" Lance demanded. Why did he always have to make things harder for himself? 
 
 "We're stuck here because you had to offend their god!"
 
Keith sighed, "I have not offended their god. I just said the sacrifices were a waste of time."
 
"And you don't think you offended their god?! Seriously?!"
READ MORE Say something, I'm giving up on you
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the-demons-within · 6 days
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Trigger warning:
Suicide, death, hints at drugs and/or alcohol
"Lance, you don't you don't understand!" Keith argued, "nothing has been working!"
"Keith, you can't just do this, please. If not for me, then for shiro? Or Pidge, Hunk, Coran, Allura?"
"Allura," Keith spat. "You expect me to do anything for her when she stole everything from me!?"
"What has she ever stolen from you?!" Plance claimed. Keith looked at Lance, his expression un readable but silent none the less.
"You.." Keith whispered.
"What?"
" I said You! Okay? She stole you from me." He cried, his voice began to crack. "She stole my everything," he whispered. Lance stood stunned at Keith's declaration. Every beat of silence became loud, lance had said nothing, not even a sound. He just stood there as if the idea of Keith liking him in that way was unheard of, like it was impossible. Every second, the large drop that was in front of Keith became more tempting. Every second, his urge to jump, to get rid of the pain of all these years, was getting larger. Everything he tried, the drugs, alcohol, any of it lead to only momentary numbness. Happiness for only a short time. Death, though? That was a different story. Everything would be gone. Finally, he would have control. It was like this was the only thing in life he could control, and Lance was taking that away from him. Keith heard footsteps shuffling frantically up the stairs to the roof. "What did you do?!" Keith demanded."No, no, you are NOT taking this away from me!" Keith's tears began to fall down his face. A dreaded sense of betrayal looming over him. Lance wanted him to be happy. Right? So why would he take that away?! The footsteps got closer. "Probably shiro, pidge, Hunk and coran, of course not Allura though she hates my guts," Keith thought. A worry filled Lance's eyes. And yet, Keith didn't care...
One step...
Keith lowered his head, "Lance, I love you, I really do." he looked up, seeing the broken and dishevelled Lance one last time, and he jumped.
"NO!" Lance cried, leaping forward, his hand just slipping past Keith and failing to grab on to him. "I love you too..." he said, voice cracking and eyes filling with tears.
"You can join him." Somone said from behind Lance. He turned around quickly.
"Wha-" He began, but no one was there.
"Over here," the voice said, pulling Lance over to the edge, his stomach slamming against the railing borderline winding him. "Tempting, isn't it?" The voice giggled. "Do it, I know you want to. Follow him." The voice tempted in his ear. The ground became soothing, like it was calling him. Lance couldn't believe he was being persuaded to actually do this. And by the air at that. "Oh, I'm not "Air. " I'm the other voice. The one inside your head. The one with the "bad thoughts." But really, is this one "bad?" The voice questioned. "Go on... be with him. Join us."
"I-" Lance began
"They are almost here. Choose now. I think you know what you want..."
"Keith"
"Go on, do it."
" I'll see him? Yes?"
"Yes," the voice responded. Lance looked to the stars. He decided.
"I'll he there soon Keith... I love you, " he breathed into the night. Slowly, yet hastily, he crawled over the railing in front of him...
"I'm coming, my love..." he whispered. Still looking at the stars, he submitted himself to the ground. Giving in at last.
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mayadraw-s · 1 year
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klance?? in 2023???
FOLLOW ME ON TIKTOK FOR MORE!
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icypantherwrites · 4 months
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New Fic: Through Fire and Smoke
Summary: They’re trapped. They’re trapped and the room is filling up with fire and smoke and there’s no way out and both Pidge and Lance are down and if Keith doesn’t figure something out they are all going to die.
Chapter One Snippet:
“—bet Shiro’s telling Hunk stories all about the Garrison and—”
“Would you be quiet?” Keith snapped, whirling around from where he’d been watching the hallway junction on the left for any movement while Lance had been assigned the right as Pidge knelt at the control box in the middle, tongue sticking out and ignoring Lance with apparent practiced ease, as she hacked it to open the door beyond them that led she believed into the server room.
Lance drew in a breath, chest puffing out and for whatever reason reminding Keith in that moment of a very angry, ruffled cat.
“Look,” he said before Lance could unleash his newest torrent, trying his hardest to keep his voice even and controlled because like it or not Shiro had picked Keith to be the leader for this team and he had to try to act like one and losing his temper was not that. Be calm, be efficient, and try to be understanding. “I get it. You don’t want to be here with me, and frankly I don’t want to be here with you.”
And for reasons Keith didn’t understand a flash of hurt crossed Lance’s face at that.
“Then that makes two of us,” Lance’s face morphed into a glower and Keith wondered if he’d imagined it.
“I just said that,” Keith scowled.
“No you didn’t, you said—”
“Boys,” Pidge stood up between them and a small hand pressed itself at Keith’s chest, her other against Lance’s. “If you’d like to stop wasting time the door,” she jerked her head, “is open.”
Read it here
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ninjago-tree · 2 years
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Ow they're blushing 😊
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klance-daydreams · 8 months
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some klance wallpapers!! feel free to use :))
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bre-artwork · 2 years
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I’m back for spooky season👁👁
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tynama · 2 months
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I quick voltron sketch I did the other night.
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melsany · 5 months
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“it’s for the team” lance whispers as he sits next to Keith at the dinner table.
“it’s for the team” he thinks as he asks keith abt his day in the training room.
“it’s for the team” as he holds keith close after a grueling battle.
“it’s for the team” he nods as he holds keith’s hand under the table at the space mall.
“it’s for the team” he mumbles as he presses his lips against keith’s hidden away in a quiet corridor.
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dck-without-the-i · 1 year
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voltron is resurgent on tik tok???
i’ve been on a klance kick as of recently anyways, so please enjoy this rec list…
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Cross My Path by: wittyy_name
black cat witch keith is everything to me. there is a smut scene in here and it does include keith with some feline features, so if that bothers you then this is not for you. or you can just skip the smut
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“Lance owns a witch themed cat cafe that rescues black cats. Each one has a unique collar and color coded name to help tell them apart. He's not supposed to play favorites, but he's already adopted his favorite, Red, as his own. Cold and distant to everyone, Red is extremely affectionate to Lance. Needy. Clingy. Protective. But Lance doesn't mind. He makes Lance's home a little less lonely. He's a little weird, but aren't all cats? He loves his baby boy, and he's eternally grateful for the day that little black fluff ball crossed his path.
Lance doesn't think twice about Red's odd quirks. That is, until he wakes up with a naked stranger in his bed.
And hey! Turns out Red is actually a witch named Keith who's been cursed to be a cat for twenty years. A really hot witch who's still very affectionate towards Lance.”
Save a Lion, Ride a Cowboy by: Bang Bang Beef Keef
this is one of my favorite klance fics!! i can’t even remember how many times i have read this one. it is so good!
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“Lance is sexually frustrated. Luckily Keith is here to help...
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“You’re suggesting…” Lance gulped at that lump again. “… I try being slutty right now?”
“If you want to feel satisfied,” said Keith, running that hand from his hair down to his neck. His jacket was slipping off both shoulders now. It’s not like Keith was showing any skin, but something about that jacket refusing to stay put, the mere suggestion that Keith’s clothes were removable… Lance was fairly certain his blood flow was no longer heading up towards his brain. He wasn’t going to think his way out of this one. Did he even want out of this one? He hadn’t agreed to be in this one.”
In the Closet by: speaks
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“‘I gotta say,’ Lance droned, swishing his nearly empty glass, “I was a little bummed that you never texted me. Then I was kinda pissed when I first saw you again tonight. But after some major reflection and several drinks, I’ve decided to take your rejection as a challenge.”
“I lost it,” Keith blurted.
Lance paused, jaw hanging open slightly with its next half-formed word.
“I lost your number,” Keith emphasized. “Like, almost immediately, on the subway ride home that day.”
“O-oh.” Lance faltered, like his entire plan had hinged around Keith being resistant, and now he was lost for words. And Keith was just drunk enough to roll with that.”
I’m Burnin’ For You by: melancholymango
this fic is another one of my favorites! i also have read it numerous times
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“Lance has been avoiding Keith like the plague for weeks now, even going so far as to fake sleep or duck around corners to avoid looking at him. He knows that Keith is getting concerned at this point, past the initial annoyance and headed straight into worry. He wants to tell Keith, really, but he loses his head the moment they're face-to-face every single time. Why did he have to develop feelings for his sorta-rival? How long could he avoid addressing it before it blew up in his face?
Until they were both confined to a hot, dark enclosed space for the unforeseeable future, apparently.”
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