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here is my klance secret santa gift for @rae-aaah !! i was given the sfw prompt 'go ham', so i made a fluff filled monster! i hope you enjoy!!
#voltron#voltron legendary defender#ao3 writer#fanfic#klance#lance mcclain#keith kogane#secret santa
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Is It Reality? Update:
Chapter 7 is up! Sorry I forgot to post about it two weeks ago, so if you only got my updates through this platform then go and read chapter 6, too!
Hope you enjoy!
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Is It Reality? Update Post:
Oh wow, I can't believe it's been over a month since i first uploaded a chapter of Is It Reality?, and two since the last one!
Five chapters down, a bajillion left to go!
Hope you enjoy this!
#voltron#voltron legendary defender#ao3 writer#fanfic#klance#isitreality?#lance mcclain#keith kogane
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Is It Reality? Update Post
Hello! This is the final weekly update of 'Is It Reality?'! I hope you enjoy this. I wasn't too sure about it when writing, but I think it's alright haha. Wish it was better, but oh well.
Thank you so much for the support <333
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Is It Reality? Update Post:
Hello! Hi, hello 👋👋 Guess what time it is! That's right! it's cancelled.
JUST KIDDING!!! It's been updated! I hope you enjoy this one, I had to go through and edit it a lot to ensure it was how I wanted it. <33
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Is It Reality? Update Post:
Hello! I have a little update for you!
I have decided that my official schedule for posting a new chapter for my fic "Is It Reality?" is going to be every other sunday starting September 10th (so the next will be the 24th). There will be a post tomorrow and the 10th where the first interlude chapter is posted!
I hope that you enjoy the next chapter coming out tomorrow! There's a bit of dialogue I need to edit for the third chapter, and so that is my job for today. See you tomorrow!
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The BTS pictures of the final products! This is just the lines I used to ensure that they would all be the same size!
OKAY SO HI!
I decided to do something today! I made a list of Keith Kogane from Voltron's handwriting based on (semi-)canon examples. This was the process:
I looked at the Voltron Guidebooks and copied Keith's handwriting (seen below)
They're a little shaky, but oh well! Then I lined them all up into rows based on what letter they are (see below)
Then, I got extremely annoyed at how few letters we have of his handwriting (20 lowercase, 5 uppercase, NO NUMBERS?!?!?). I picked, what I believed to be, the best examples of each letter and put them together.
Next up was to fill in the blanks! If you haven't looked, here are what I was missing:
Lowercase:
c, j, q, v, x, and z
Uppercase:
A, B, C, D, F, G, J, L, M, O, P, Q, R, T, U, V, W, X, Y, and Z
Numbers:
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, and 0
(I also added ?) This was annoying! It was difficult to attempt to emulate Keith's handwriting in a way that was faithful to what I had already. I hope I did it swoopy justice! Next up was to put all of these characters on a line and to ensure that they were all (roughly) evenly sized!
Unfortunately I've hit the 10 picture limit so I'll have to add some more extra BTS pictures in a seperate post. This was a fun thing to do!
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OKAY SO HI!
I decided to do something today! I made a list of Keith Kogane from Voltron's handwriting based on (semi-)canon examples. This was the process:
I looked at the Voltron Guidebooks and copied Keith's handwriting (seen below)
They're a little shaky, but oh well! Then I lined them all up into rows based on what letter they are (see below)
Then, I got extremely annoyed at how few letters we have of his handwriting (20 lowercase, 5 uppercase, NO NUMBERS?!?!?). I picked, what I believed to be, the best examples of each letter and put them together.
Next up was to fill in the blanks! If you haven't looked, here are what I was missing:
Lowercase:
c, j, q, v, x, and z
Uppercase:
A, B, C, D, F, G, J, L, M, O, P, Q, R, T, U, V, W, X, Y, and Z
Numbers:
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, and 0
(I also added ?) This was annoying! It was difficult to attempt to emulate Keith's handwriting in a way that was faithful to what I had already. I hope I did it swoopy justice! Next up was to put all of these characters on a line and to ensure that they were all (roughly) evenly sized!
Unfortunately I've hit the 10 picture limit so I'll have to add some more extra BTS pictures in a seperate post. This was a fun thing to do!
#keith kogane#voltron#voltron legendary defender#handwriting#canon handwriting#character handwriting
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apparently i need to update this app what why isn't it done automatically </3
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The Second Chapter of Is It Reality? is up now!
HELLO HI HELLO 👋
I'm super excited to share this with you guys! I really like what I have written so far (eight chapters!!!) and so I decided to spoil you with the second chapter A DAY EARLIER! Aren't I the BEST? Nah, I'm just kidding :))
Hope you enjoy, my fellow Klancers!
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HELLO!!!!! 👋 I have uploaded the first chapter of my Time-Travel Fix-It Klance fic called:
Is it Reality?
I hope you enjoy it!
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Keith comes over for Lance’s fifteenth birthday. Hunk is still in Hawaii, but he Skypes, and the three of them talk for two hours. It’s nice.
After Hunk hangs up, Lance decides he wants to make his own birthday cake. Keith decides he wants to help. Neither of them have ever baked by themselves before, but they figure it can’t be too bad.
And it isn’t – they make their way to Wal-Mart, buying six boxes of Betty Crocker’s yellow cake mix, because they don’t know if the box is telling the truth and it really does make a whole cake, so they figure a few extra boxes won’t hurt. They also buy eleven cans of icing, along with a bunch of blue food dye and sprinkles.
The next thing they do is try to put everything together. (They do, at this point, realise they have way too much shit. They only end up using two boxes for the cake, and one to eat the batter. And Lance will take no criticism on that – cake batter is fucking delicious.) That goes pretty well, too – they measure the ingredients and mix ‘em together. Easy. They even remember to grease the pan.
The… troubles, so to speak, come when they pop the cake in the oven and set a timer. Lance hoists himself up to sit on the counter while Keith does the dishes, because Lance is the Birthday Boy™ and is thus exempt from chores.
“In what world does being alive on a certain day mean you don’t have to do dishes,” Keith grumbles. Lance sticks out his tongue.
“In this world, where I am currently Queen of the Day, and you are subservient to me. Scrub the dishes in silence, mullet.”
Lance watches as the challenge visibly sparks up Keith’s spine. He straightens immediately, hands stilling. The sounds of scrubbing cease. Keith turns slightly to him, eyes dark and narrowed.
Lance gulps. He’ll deny it until his dying breath, but something stirs in his gut.
“What was that?” Keith asks carefully.
Lance has never been one to back down, even when he’s knee-deep in a pile of trouble. Especially not to Keith’s bitch ass, as objectively attractive as it may be.
“I said chop chop, get to work.”
Keith moves so fast he’s practically a blur. Water splashes everywhere, but Lance hardly notices. He’s too busy shrieking at the top of his lungs and vaulting over the counter. He sprints up the stairs, on all fours like an animal.
“Someone’s never seen a horror movie,” Keith growls, voice closer than Lance thought he was, and Lance chants in his head that it is not hot, it’s not, it’s lame and stupid and horrible and Keith is the worst. He is.
Lance finally makes it up the stairs and tears down the hallway, swinging into Veronica and Rachel’s bathroom and slamming the door shut milliseconds before Keith can follow him in. He turns the lock, panting heavily as the adrenaline hammers through his veins. The doorknob jiggles for a few seconds, as Keith turns the handle, but then stops abruptly. Footsteps fade as Keith walks away. Lance narrows his eyes. Since when does Keith give up so easily? (Once, Lance lied and said that he’s never once posted an embarrassing picture online and he has been carefully curating his online image his whole life. Keith pulled an all-nighter tracking down his old Tumblr account from when he was 11, and he didn’t even have his name on that thing. To this day Lance has no fucking clue how Keith found it, and lives with the constant shame that Keith has seen a picture of him posing in his room at like 3 in the morning, in front of his old Naruto poster, crossing his eyes and sticking out his tongue with the caption ‘im SO random XO RAWR XP’. If he thinks about the situation too much he feels like crawling into the nearest ditch and letting nature take him, so he shoves it quickly out of his mind, because it is his Birthday and he refuses to feel shame on his birthday.)
Suddenly the footsteps return, rapidly this time, and the handle jiggles again. A mounting horror washes through Lance as he remembers, abruptly, that the locks in his house are weird and every single one of them can be opened from the outside with a coin. Lance barely has time to even squeak before the door slams open and Keith comes barrelling through, colliding with him and sending them both tumbling to the floor. By the time Lance orients himself again, Keith is straddling him, pinning his shoulders to the ground and smirking at him.
“Who’s queen now, huh?” he taunts.
Lance swallows.
He swallows again.
He desperately prays his cheeks aren't as red as they feel, but he doubts God loves him that much.
“What’s the matter?” Keith asks, leaning closer. “Cat got your tongue?”
Lance isn’t even sure his brain is still working, let alone his fucking tongue. All he can feel is the length of Keith’s body pressed against his, the tensing of his muscles as he pins him down, the borderline fucking smoulder in Keith’s expression, two inches from his face –
A shrill beeping noise makes them both jump. They look around, then look at each other. What the hell is –
“Is that the smoke detectors?” Keith asks, and then they look at each other in horror.
“The cake!” they yell at the same time, and quickly untangle from each other and sprint back downstairs to the kitchen. The stove is billowing grey smoke, and a lot of it. Lance grabs a dishtowel and starts waving it back and forth, hoping to dispel some of it.
“Open the windows!” he shouts, and Keith rushes to comply. While he does that, Lance holds the towel in front of his face, slipping on an oven mitt with his other hand, and carefully opens the oven door. More smoke blows in his face, and he coughs, eyes burning. He blinks to clear them, and sighs in relief when he doesn’t see any flames. He carefully grabs the glass baking dish.
“Can you open the back door?” he asks. “I’m gonna set this outside, see if that clears the smoke a bit.”
Keith nods, and Lance rushes over to set the pan down on the concrete stairs. Luckily, the glass doesn’t crack. They go back inside, closing the screen door behind them, and take a moment to stare in hopeless silence at the hazy kitchen in front of them.
“So much for that cake,” Keith says.
“Mamá is going to kill me,” Lance breathes. “I am going to die at fifteen.”
Keith grimaces. “Maybe we can scrape off the burnt parts?”
Lance thinks back to the block of char currently sitting in the backyard, and imagines him and Keith with a butterknife each, desperately scraping off the black in a vain attempt to find even a sliver of edible cake before Mamá gets back from work, and the image is so ridiculous he bursts out laughing. Keith was already cracking up a little at his own damn suggestion, and loses it when Lance doubles over. That’s how Mamá finds them, in a smoke-filled kitchen, leaning on each other, struggling to breathe from both their laughter and all the fucking smoke.
“Lance, must you make a mess every time you have a friend over,” she sighs, and Keith and Lance just laugh harder.
“You and Keith are cleaning this kitchen from top to bottom. No exceptions. I don’t care if it’s your birthday, or that Keith’s a guest. He’s here enough that that’s hardly true, anyway. Dios.”
She walks away muttering, and Lance doesn’t even correct her about his and Keith’s friendship status. He finds that he truly doesn’t want to.
To be fair, Keith is about to spend the next couple hours helping him scrub the kitchen after they basically set it on fire. That’s something friends do, he’s sure.
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My new one shot is out! A 5+1 fic, 5 times Lance influenced Keith's appearance, and 1 time Keith influenced Lance's !!
(creative title, i know)
i'm super excited to see what you think about this! i really love this fic :))
archiveofourown.org/works/48900874
#lance mcclain birthday#lance mcclain#klance#voltron legendary defender#voltron#ao3 writer#ao3 fanfic#fanfic
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today is the release of a oneshot i've been working on for Lance's birthday! happy birth, Lance
I will be posting it at 13:30 BST!
The name is: "5 times Lance influenced Keith's appearance, and 1 time Keith influenced Lance's"
excerpt:
He felt the harsh iciness around him, wrapping him in a blanket of pain as he awoke slowly. He could see a splodge of green framed by the darkened lights of the medbay through the frosty glass, indicating it was night. A hiss of air entered the pod, and suddenly gravity existed and forced him against a hard chest and warm arms.
"Hey Keith." Right, that's his name. "How're you feeling? The blue voice questioned, his voice raspy and tired.
"Cold." Keith replied. The voice hummed, and Keith looked up to be met with brown eyes. Lance. Keith smiled.
i'm so excited!! this is by far my favourite thing i've worked on, and am grateful for fixx @phiixomath for beta'ing this for me! hopefully my next work will be even greater!
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Courtesy of Spiralled_Fury, UGTS (Universal General Time System)
Inspired by the End of Chapter Notes in Chapter 8 of One Billion Stars in this Universe (And None are Mine) with a few adjustments to make it make more sense for me!
These are the timings I will use for any fics of mine! If you use these, link back to this post please!
Tick = ~1.34 seconds
Dobosh = ~1.34 minutes
Varga = ~1.34 hours
Quintant = ~1.12 days
Movement = ~1.28 weeks
Phoeb = ~1.47 months
Deca-Phoeb = ~1.23 years
Dobosh = 60 ticks
Varga = 60 doboshes
Varga = 3,600 ticks
Quintant = 20 vargas
Quintant = 1,200 doboshes
Movement = 8 quintants
Movement = 160 vargas
Phoeb = 5 movements
Phoeb = 40 quintants
Deca-Phoeb = 10 phoebs
Deca-Phoeb = 400 quintants
Dobosh = 60 ticks
Dobosh = 80.4 sec
Varga = 60 dob
Varga = 3,600 ticks
Varga = 80.4 min
Varga = 4,824 sec
Quintant = 20 var
Quintant = 1,200 dob
Quintant = 26.8 hrs (26 hrs 48 min)
Quintant = 1,608 min
Movement = 8 qnts
Movement = 8.96 days
Movement = 160 var
Movement = 214.4 hrs
Phoeb = 5 mvnts
Phoeb = ~6.4 weeks
Phoeb = 40 qnts
Phoeb = ~44.8 days
Deca-Phoeb = 10 phbs
Deca-Phoeb = ~14.72 months
Deca-Phoeb = 400 qnts
Deca-Phoeb = ~448 days
#voltron#voltron legendary defender#voltron times#doboshes#vargas#quintants#deca-phoebs#phoebs#space times
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