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“Ow!”

“Sh!”

“I will not sh, Pidge, you kicked me —”

Pidge kicks him again, then jerks her head to the side.

Hunk’s eyes go wide. “No way,” he whispers.

“Yes way,” Pidge whispers back, gleeful. Because they have been sitting in the common room for the past couple hours — her, Hunk, and dumbass pining loser 1 and 2 — and slowly, ever so slowly, Keith and Lance have been inching closer and closer together. So slowly it didn’t even look intentional.

But there they sit. Cuddling. Blissfully, stupidly unaware.

“Oh, I am a winning today,” Pidge mutters, turning on her camera. “This is excellent.”

“Well, if it goes somewhere, sure.”

“It is going to go somewhere. Look at Lance’s face.”

“…What about it?”

“Dude, he keeps glancing down at Keith and blushing! Watch!”

It takes a few minutes, but eventually it happens — Lance’s hands still from his holopad, ever so slightly. He sneaks the quickest glance at Keith, where he’s fully leaning with his back against Lance’s shoulder (smothering him, really, with his hair all over the place and completely relaxed into Lance), and cracks the tiniest of smiles, ears going red. Then he shakes his head minutely and goes back to whatever he’s doing on his holopad. (He’s been really into quintessential calculus lately, because he’s a massive nerd geek loser, so it’s probably that. Pidge is a nerd too, sure, but she doesn’t do math for fun. And so she automatically has three cool points more than Lance and thus is totally justified in calling him a dweeb at every and any opportunity.)

“Dude,” Hunk breathes, jaw dropped and expression totally incredulous.

“I know!”

They both stare in dumbfounded awe at their two friends, because honestly. It’s embarrassing, it what it is.

“Oh, hey, Lance.”

The speed at which Lance’s attention completely drops from his holopad to focus entirely on Keith is hilarious. Pidge and Hunk exchange a look and then look away immediately, lest they burst into hysterical laughter.

(She’s so glad she’s catching this on tape. She’s going to bribe Shiro into giving her less chores for the opportunity to watch this later. Hell yeah.)

Keith shifts so he’s sitting next to Lance, then — holy shit, Pidge can barely keep from yelling — lifts one arm to put around Lance’s shoulders and then grabs the book again, so he’s got his chest pressed to Lance’s back, chin hooked over his shoulder, arms encircling him with the book in front of them, pointing at something specific.

Pidge’s jaw drops. She looks at Hunk, who is watching with similar disbelief.

Lance looks like he’s going to combust. Keith is, like, totally oblivious, stars above.

“Listen to this,” Keith continues. “It’s this scene where the royal knight who’s in charge of the prince’s safety is being a reckless dumbass and the prince just, like, rips him a new asshole because he’s worried the knight is going to get himself killed. It’s from that Altean drama you found me. Remember?”

“I remember,” Lance squeaks, looking like he’s desperately trying to recall the yoga breaths Shiro taught them.

“Good, it’s from that. Listen.”

Keith shifts a little to make himself comfortable — poor Lance looks so red that Pidge is actually lowkey starting to feel bad for him (not really) — and then starts to recite.

“‘Listen to me, you bare-headed weevil. You cannot keep running straightforward into danger. I don’t care how much you think you’re protecting me — you’re scaring me. I worry every tick of every varga that you’re going to get yourself killed. Is that the protection you’re going to give me? Constant terror? You’re going to send me to an early grave! I care for you, you imbecile, and I also outrank you, so I order you at once to stop being a dumbass and think about yourself for one second!’”

Keith closes the book, moving again so he’s no longer — and Pidge cannot stress this enough — cradling Lance in his arms. (Like, for real, this time.)

“Made me think of you when we were first figuring out how to lead together. Heh.”

Lance looks just the right level of agonised, with a sprinkle of desperate and a pinch of hopelessly in love.

It’s great.

“Keith, that prince and knight are a couple. That book is about their secret relationship.”

Keith hums. “I know.”

Wait.

Hold on a goddamn second.

Pidge squints, carefully scrutinizing Keith’s expression. Is he — is he nervous?

“No fucking way,” she mutters. Hunk looks at her questioningly. Pidge stares back with wide eyes.

“I think he’s — I don’t think Keith’s being oblivious. I think he’s trying to ask Lance out, in Keith-speak!”

“Oh my God.”

“I know!”

Lance, still as red as his lion, visibly pulls himself together, doing that thing where he shoves down his emotions and pretends to be all suave and unbothered even though literally everyone on this ship knows he is quite possibly the most emotional person in the universe (and, last week, cried for twenty minutes because he felt bad that the team was using one training room more than the other. So.)

“I think you have to ask me on a date before you compare us to star-crossed-lovers,” he teases, going back to his calculus.

His hands shake. He is fooling nobody.

The nervousness vanishes from Keith’s expression as he steels himself, looking at Lance in narrow-eyed determination usually reserved for a particularly difficult training level.

Which, considering Lance’s middle name is practically ‘difficult’, makes a whole lot of sense.

“Okay,” Keith says simply, making Lance freeze. “Go on a date with me. Next time we’re free after a mission, I’ll take you out.”

“…Really?”

“Yes. I want to go on a date with you.”

Lance tucks his hands under his thighs. He starts rocking back on forth, tiny little motions — the kind of stims reserved for when he’s truly, incredibly excited.

Holy shit.

“I — um, okay. Yes. I will go on a date with you.”

Keith grins, so wide his eyes scrunch up. “Awesome.” He leans over and kisses Lance on the cheek, easily and casually, as if that’s something they do regularly.

(If it weren’t for the immediate and violent blush that overtakes Lance’s face, just as it was starting to fade from earlier, Pidge would believe that.)

“I gotta go make some preps. I’ll talk to you later, okay?”

“Hngh,” Lance says, apparently no longer capable of speech. Keith strolls out of the room, cheerful and whistling.

The second Keith is out of earshot, Lance leans forward to peer down the hall, making sure he’s gone, then sits back on the couch, and — no word of a lie — starts giggling, pressing his hand to his cheek.

“I am going on a date,” he whispers to himself, pumping his fist. “I am going on a date with Keith!”

Hunk sniffles, making Lance jump.

“Hunk?” he asks, eyes wide and incredulous. “Pidge?”

Someone just clued in to their presence.

“When did you guys get here?”

“Been here since well before the cuddling started,” Pidge drawls, and is delighted to watch the dread visibly wash over Lance’s face.

“Uh. The whole time?”

Hunk wipes the tears from his face. “Through the storytime and everything,” he weeps.

Lance buries his head in his hands. “Oh, no.”

Pidge cackles, finally turning off her camera and shoving it down her pants to Lance can’t steal it and destroy her evidence.

“Oh, yes.”

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in the same vague universe of these posts: 1 2 3 4

#vld #voltron #klance

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ill be posting a voltron zombie apocalypse au on wattpad

after all these years i still dont have ao3 so im on that rn

but yeah its the same @ here

we got allura up in the goon squad too

#voltron #voltron legendary defender #alternate universe #character art #character design #klance #allura

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texans arent normal.

how do i know? i live in texas, im texan, and kids are fucking weirdos. i heard some kid yell,

"give me my cheetos back, you dingleberry"

Keith: If I knew that, I’d’nt’ve—

Shiro, in tears: Please, Keith, stop. Be a normal child

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thats it im making my own to try and fill the hole in my heart that author left me

encyclopedia britannica here i come

just read a BOMB ASS FUCKING ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE AU for FUCKING KLANCE it was SO FUCKING GOOD but when i got near the end i REALIZED that the story WASNT FUCKING FINISHED and i CRIED. yes, because the FLUFF WAS SO FUCKING GOOD and the PLOT WAS SO FUCKING INTERESTING but ALSO BECAUSE

THE

STORY

WASNT

FUCKING

FINISHED.

i dont blame them, they were going through a situation and was also when it was when they finished s8 of vld. that shit kinda sucked

they should still upload though its been two years

#im gonna cry #klance #voltron

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how can i find voltron artists that havent left tumblr 3 years ago

#voltron #voltron legendary defender

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just read a BOMB ASS FUCKING ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE AU for FUCKING KLANCE it was SO FUCKING GOOD but when i got near the end i REALIZED that the story WASNT FUCKING FINISHED and i CRIED. yes, because the FLUFF WAS SO FUCKING GOOD and the PLOT WAS SO FUCKING INTERESTING but ALSO BECAUSE

THE

STORY

WASNT

FUCKING

FINISHED.

i dont blame them, they were going through a situation and was also when it was when they finished s8 of vld. that shit kinda sucked

they should still upload though its been two years

#klance #keith kogane #lance mcclain #keith x lance #alternate universe #leakira #voltron #voltron legendary defender

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keith wasn't able to focus at the dinner table.

shiro would constantly call keith's name to bring him back from his daydreams. keith played with the food on his plate and continuously buried his face into the crook of his right elbow that leaned on the table. everyone eating noticed keith's suspiciously odd behavior and his flustered face turn red every few minutes. they noticed that keith wasn't using his left hand throughout the dinner at all, since it didn't come up from under the table once.

"keith! keith- you there?"

"huh! oh- y- yeah, i'm listening."

lance, who was right next to keith, laughed with pidge and hunk at his behavior that supper. keith could hear the faint mentions of his name throughout the time they were eating.

"why's keith so sus today?"

"i dunno. maybe the sparring bots wore him out or he didn't get enough sleep."

"whatever it is, keith definitely isn't himself today."

hunk was right. keith wasn't acting like his usual, grumpy self. he was quiet, but in an unusual way. lance grinned with a cheshire cat smirk as he watched keith in his peripheral vision continue to look flustered.

keith felt the pressure on his hand tense and loosen, making keith do the same thing he was doing - bury his nose into the cranny of his inner right elbow - and alarm the paladins.

"dude, what's up? you're acting pretty weird today." keith brought his head back up, his face painted a crimson red, and muttered,

"it's nothing."

the paladins looked at each other, questioning keith's response to pidge's question. they shrugged it off and continued their various conversations with each other. shiro already gave up on trying to talk to keith and moved on to allura to discuss business. pidge, hunk, coran and lance were talking about the retro game pidge bought from the space mall they visited a couple weeks ago. everyone was in a conversation except keith, since he couldn't correctly focus on anything except his thoughts.

what the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck!!! this isn't normal- or is it?! god fucking damnit, i can't believe him!!!

keith felt the pressure around his hand tighten and loosen once more, making keith take a deep breath in and out, wishing the red on his cheeks to disappear. he looked over to his right to see lance staring at him, smirking with his flirtatious grin.

keith felt eyes on them so he quickly looked away to his left, obviously trying to avoid lance's stare. lance looked away from him and went back to his normal conversation in his normal state. keith was shocked at how someone could switch up that fast and not be suspected by anyone.

lance side eyed keith and continued to talk, but keith knew what the stupid goofball of a jerk was up to. the other paladins didn't know this, but lance knew why keith was so different that day. why him out of all people? how?

the two lovebirds in outer space were holding hands under the dinner table, of course.

-soggykat

if i spelt anything wrong or something sounds wrong, shut the hell up (/j pls tell me lol)

#klance #keith kogane #lance mcclain #keith x lance #leakira #voltron #voltron legendary defender

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klance rock band au!!

keith is the guitarist of a band called juvenile juniberries, which is a heavy rock/nu metal/alt rock band that consists of hunk (drums), shiro (bass), and allura (vocal, guitar).

keith, allura and hunk go to the garrison university and study music together.

shiro already finished university and is working as a full time bass instructor (he makes as much time as possible to hang out with colleagues/friends and rehearse with his band)

pidge is the youngest student at the garrison, being the age 15 and able to study their major (computer science) while being the manager of juvenile juniberries' social media

lance mcclain, a transfer student from florida, becomes an unexpected roommate with keith, the boy who had no roommates due to, "discipline issues." (he beat up james griffin at the start of the year and got punished by being placed in a room by himself)

he liked that punishment since he was alone.

NOT ANYMORE SUCKAAA

anyway

lance becomes a songwriter for juju (juvenile juniberries) along with keith after the gay ass mullet discovered lance's passion of poetry and creative writing.

keith is gay, lance is bisexual,

they're both fucking homos.

#klance #keith kogane #lance mcclain #keith x lance #voltron #alternate universe #alternate reality

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klance brainrot

#klance #keith kogane #lance mcclain #keith x lance #leakira #character art #fanart

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ive been staring at a blank piece of paper for the last 20 minutes because i have art block, help me