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salmonwentmissing · 4 months

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Here's a little klance idea:

Lance sets up a blog in the early times of Voltron with the help of Coran, and during his time he writes pretty personal stuff on it and posts it into the void. He's got like 33 followers, which isnt a lot but its nice to have his thoughts heard.

At some point during dinner, Allura talks about their reach w the coalition, and he lets it slip that he blogs and maybe that will help to boost the reach, and when Allura asks how many followers he has, he says just that. 33.

Hunk and the gang gets nosy and searches it up to read, and Allura stops dead in the tracks.

"Lance this isn't 33 followers." He's like "Yeah it is? Obviously it's 33, maybe 3 'cause why are there decimals to the number? They don't comment so it's pretty useless."

"No this isn't 33. It's 3 point 3."

"What, people?"

"Billions."

Everyone goes quiet, all staring at Lance until Hunk screams. "BILLIONS?!"

"Is THAT what that altean sign is?!" Lance gasps and points to the billion sign in altean.

Coran enters, learns about the blog and follower numbers, and just goes "Great job! You did better than I expected!"

Allura is astonished and crosschecking the reach between Lances stupid blog and the coalition's own numbers.

"You're double our numbers!" She gasps.

Hunk and Pidge are rummaging through his blog, looking for info and crumbs and embarrasments.

Keith is being silent and not looking into it, only eating his dinner while eyeing everyone else.

"You honestly thought you only had 33 followers?" He asks.

"Well duh! Nobody left comments and were silent, so ofc course I didn't think there were many."

"Well that's because I put your blog on locked comments, just in case you get space haters." Coran commented.

Aha, they all thought to themselves.

Lance only now remembered how personal some of his posts were, and immediately grabbed his phone to delete certain posts.

Ofc Hunk catches on, looks over his shoulder and yells out the names of the posts, one of them being "Mullet". Keith looks at him, finally.

"Really? You trashtalked me on your blog? That's low, even for you."

Lance is pretty flustered by this, but tries to spit back.

Turns out, Keith had been one of his first followers and already knew about all this. Was he good at being supportive in any way with words? No, absolutely not. Had he screenshotted the blogpost about him and kept a printed version of it under his bed?

Maybe.

#klance #kick #lance mcclain #keith kogane #klance idea #fanfic #i really like this idea and its very on brand for lance to seek validation and tell the drama but he cant do it w the team #there's unwritten pining in this piece so ya gotta dig theough the sentences but i think its clear enough what the post Mullet is about

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starberry-soup · 1 year

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Fics where the main ship is told through an outside pov>>>

#its always so good!!#fanfiction #fanfic #ao3 #wolfstar #jegulus #jily #klance #solangelo #zukka

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ringomess · 7 months

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re-reading your favorite fanfic be like

#its just so good i want to leave kudos all the time #this is a klance fanfic ofcourse #ao3 #fanfic

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anonymouszephyrus · 3 months

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Okay.. here me out. Klance fic, right? YEAH BUT MAKE THAT LIKE MAIN SCRIPT WRITER X LEAD ACTOR WITH WITH KEITH WRITING A CONFESSION IN THE SCRIPT BUT ITS ACTUALLY THE WORDS HE WANTS TO TELL LANCE BUT HE CANT SO HE JUST PUTS IT IN AND ITS LIKE THE PRETTIEST CONFESSION EVER??? AND ITS LANCE NEEDING TO SAY THOSE WORDS TO THE OTHER LEAD AND HE SLOWLY STARTS TO UNDERSTAND WHILE HE READS THE SCRIPT (he ain't dumb. He smart boi) BECAUSE THERES LIKE STUFF IN THE CONFESSION THAT ONLY HE AND KEITH KNOW LIKE THEIR WHOLE RIVAL-FRIENDS SITUATION BEING REFERENCE WITH LIKE: “Annoying as you were, I was drawn to you. Like a sailor to a siren, like a moth to the flame” HEHEHEH FIRE-WATER YOU KNOW??? No one steal this please, IM MAKING IT. I just need to know if y'all would.. you know, consider it as a possible oneshot or series idea? :D (Is this an excuse to give Keith my writer-poet-bookworm headcanon? YOU CANT TELL ME THE BITCH ISN'T INTO DRAMATIC SHIT LIKE THE SONG OF ACHILLES AND SHAKESPEARE- JUST 'CAUSE HE'S EMO DOESN'T MEAN HE CAN'T ENJOY LITERATURE! He had so much time in that cabin, you can't tell me he wasn't curious about books)

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idoweirdcrap · 3 days

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TODAY IS THE LAST DAY OF KLANGST WEEK!

Look. You might be celebrating, but it's sad for me.

At least we get fluff from @klance-headcanons-official now.

#klangst week #its almost over #celebrate #or cry #ur choice #klance #klanc pants #vld #fanfic

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rocknrollinbitchforu · 21 days

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my FAVORITE kind of story (thank you fanfic for ruining me) is and has always been right person wrong time (gets your fair share of angst in) BUT they meet again like a couple years later and then it IS the right time (happy fluffy ending yay) and they drop everything for each other bc they knew the whole time they were apart that it was the right person it's just SO real to me it gets me every time

#everybody say “thank you fanfic writers”#(thank you fanfic writers)#god i love this shit the amount of fix-it fics ive read that do this???? its so perfect every time #theyre mostly klance. im not that sorry.#right person wrong time #right person not enough time #right person right time #rly says a lot that that last one wasnt a tag but the other two were

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sappy-detective · 27 days

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LISTEN if you’re ganna use the bad boy stereotype, go all out. i wanna see motorcycle driving, leather jacket wearing, metal/rock music listening, combat boots, decked out in black, eyeliner, tattos and fingerless gloves. DO ITTTT!! ALL OF IT.

#Feed me.#ESPECIALLY if it’s a keith fic.#everytime people don’t make keith rice a motorcycle a fairy loses its wings.#i know he’s awkward but he’s also cool as fuck #and in klance fics #guys can be cool and awkward. that’s the best combo. AND when people make him and artist. beautiful. chefs kiss. wonderful.#keith kogane #voltron #pretty please fanfic writers #fanfics #fandom

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justaz · 1 year

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zombie apocalypse klance. keith fights with two swords michonne style and lance is the sniper. samurai and sharpshooter. maybe they knew each other before or maybe they met right when it started. doesn’t matter. they become their own little survivor group and have each other’s back. friends <3

their base is being overrun and keith goes to fight as many as he can to try and save their shelter. killing a lot of the undead but whoops there goes one of his swords and they’re closing in so he runs and is running thru their base and he keeps running into the dead but that’s not possible bc he thought it was secure that’s why he left lance here- where is lance? finding the room where lance was and finding three zombie with fresh blood dripping from their face but no there’s no way that’s lance no way not possible he refuses. keith frantically running around yelling for lance but there’s too many dead and they chase him out.

lance hearing the doors being broken down and knowing he’s gonna be overrun and also how stupid could keith get? just leaving him here like this? like he’s not gonna run out to help him? complete idiot. anyways he’s running and god there’s so many zombies and oh here’s where they’re coming in at- oh god keith’s sword. where’s keith? there’s a lot of dead zombies but no dead human (unless he’s already one of them- nope not following that train of thought). lance picking up keith’s sword and fighting a few back before booking it around outside looking for where keith could possibly be, yelling for him, receiving no answer, looking back at where he found keith’s sword and seeing so much blood but there’s no way to tell if it’s his or the dead but he’s not here- shit, they’re closing in and lance runs.

spending years separated thinking that the other is dead. lance stops using guns almost completely and fights with keith’s sword. almost everyone he runs into makes some samurai joke and he wants to gut them but also he was to break down and cry. keith starts using guns more and is split almost 50-50 between using his sword and using a gun. years later meeting again with their new groups (pidge, hunk, allura, shiro, coran, etc., etc.). lance trying to give keith his sword back but keith insisting he keep it bc he’s glad it protected lance when he couldn’t.

edit: it’s been a while since i’ve watched twd, i thought michonne had two swords,,, apparently i’m wrong 💀

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vldkeith · 1 year

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keithtober🔪🎃💢 week four: conspiracy theory or halloween🎃

team voltron takes a trip to notoriously high-quality halloween superstore, spirit halloween. keith is emotional about it.

ko-fi | read on ao3 (leave a kudos there if you enjoyed, please!)

a/n: HAPPY HALLOWEEN & KEITHTOBER!! had lots of fun. hope y'all enjoyed <3

When Shiro finally manages to pull into a parking spot after having spent ten minutes driving around just to find one that wouldn’t force him to attempt parallel parking, everyone spills out with cheers of excitement and relief. Keith gets swept along, hurrying out after Lance (who turns around and smoothly offers him a hand to help, which Keith takes with a roll of his eyes) with Pidge pointedly nudging closer and closer to him every second he waits. Hunk is already catching up to Allura, enthusiastically explaining once more the function of a Spirit Halloween—a one-stop spot for Halloween costumes and decorations.

“And it’s cheap,” he overhears Hunk warn for perhaps the twentieth time, “so, you know, don’t expect too much.”

Allura’s response to that is to, again, ask what Halloween is, and that’s when Keith tunes out, because they’ve all tried to varying degrees of success to answer that question for the past 45 minutes of traffic and he’s kind of over it.

“Everybody stick together,” Shiro calls out, and then pauses, confused. It probably has something to do with the fact that he just implied some kind of danger in the Spirit Halloween parking lot. He shakes his head and turns to Keith, exasperated. “I can’t turn it off sometimes.”

Keith gives Shiro a consoling pat on the arm and then promptly strides ahead of him, tapping lightly on Lance’s shoulder and then shirking to the side when Lance turns to look, avoiding him.

“Hey,” he says, grinning when Lance starts a little, clearly not expecting Keith to be on his left instead of right side.

“Weirdo,” Lance says fondly once his gaze has caught on Keith’s face, twirling around and enveloping Keith in his arms to give him a quick, squeezing hug and small kiss on the cheek. “You’re cute, though.”

Their disgusting couple behavior is met with various groans and sounds of retching from the surrounding group, to which Keith flips them all off and Lance sticks out his tongue, tugging Keith closer to him and resting his hand on his hip, only slightly possessive. Keith fits himself snugly under Lance’s arm, ignoring the plethora of rolling eyes around him.

“Have I mention that I’m never letting you make fun of Adam and I ever again?” Shiro comments pointedly.

The group makes their way across the dismal, cracked parking lot toward the looming yet unassuming square concrete building, with its hung orange sign sporting the words “Spirit Halloween” the only indication that the whole place isn’t abandoned. As they draw closer, Keith can see the rows of costumes vaguely through the windows, and feels his excitement mounting despite himself. It’s his first year back on Earth, the first time he’s been able to even entertain the notion of doing silly recreational activities like this, let alone actually engage in them. It feels special, somehow, even if all they’re doing is going to a cheap Halloween superstore.

One look at the faces of his teammates—well, nowadays friends might actually be a better word—tells Keith that he’s not the only one feeling this way. There’s an air of buzzing excitement, like they’re kids again, experiencing the simple joy of going out for some Halloween tricks and treats and atmosphere. No defending of the universe necessary.

Keith and his dad used to visit these stores every Halloween season, searching up each that popped up near them and going there to check out the decorations and animatronics. The memory is nostalgic and only a little painful, now; as they step through the threshold and are met with a cave-like tunnel built out of shoddy construction material, Keith thinks maybe this experience will act as a balm to soothe the associations he otherwise has with this store.

“This isn’t scary at all,” Pidge sniffs, poking at the wall clearly made out of cardboard and paper. “You’d think a multi-million-dollar corporation could spring for some better structures, but—”

She cuts himself off with a scream as, seemingly out of nowhere, a black and red spider leaps toward her, shrieking wildly. Pidge jumps back squarely into Shiro, who catches him and reflexively swoops him out of harm’s way in a single, severe motion. The rest of the group, frozen solid from the suddenness of it all, takes a moment to locate the soft, flat switch on the ground with a cord trailing behind it, connecting it to the spider. Pidge, emerging from hiding behind Shiro, must notice it too, because her eyes widen and she groans, slapping his forehead against Shiro’s back.

Everyone else bursts into laughter.

“Nice job, Pidge,” Lance chortles, shaking his head and stuffing his hands into his pockets before striding confidently further into the store, leaving Keith behind him. He walks straight onto the switch for a second spider, and screams louder than Pidge did as he jumps away.

“Nice job, Lance!” Pidge intones mockingly. He ducks past Lance, sticking out his tongue, and wanders over to a different animatronic, walking carefully this time.

“Yeah, that was a loss for me,” Lance admits, his tone still breathy from fear. He shrugs at the rest of the group, smiling sheepishly.

“Oh, my!” Allura’s voice sounds excitedly from somewhere to Keith’s left, and he turns to see her standing in front of a large figure of a woman in a nurse’s outfit, her eyes wide with wonder. “Who is she? Is she real?”

Keith nearly chokes on his own laughter. Shiro replies kindly, “Um, no, she’s not. She’s just a…well, something like a puppet.”

“How did we come into a Spirit Halloween and not explain animatronics to her?” Hunk whisper-groans, shaking his head.

Allura frowns. “Is she based on anyone real?”

Lance and Hunk exchange looks. “I sure hope not,” Hunk says.

“Don’t be rude!” Allura rounds on them, her face so open and genuine that Keith immediately knows she isn’t playing a joke. “She is lovely! Just look at the wonderful accessory she has around her eyes, it’s so innovative!”

Keith cranes his neck around her to examine the animatronic who, indeed, has a “bloodied” bandage wrapped around the top of her face, two sunken circles of red outlined where the eyes should be. Aside from that, she has orange, veiny skin, sunken cheeks, gnarled fingers stretched out toward the nearest bystander, and a snarling open mouth.

It seems Allura is very taken with her. Keith doesn’t have the heart to tell her that the animatronic is meant to be horrifying, not attractive.

“She does have shiny skin,” he volunteers, and hears Lance snort beside him. Allura gives him the biggest grin, though, and Keith feels the Sims relationship increase icon pop above both of their heads.

“She does, doesn’t she?” Allura responds, turning happily back to the animatronic.

“We’ll leave you two lovebirds alone,” Hunk says, voice only betraying a hint of amused sarcasm.

Keith, Lance, Hunk, and Shiro plunge forward into the tunnel, gawking at the three or four other animatronics present. There’s a Cerberus animatronic Keith is particularly fond of, and he purposefully sets it off snarling and barking three times until Shiro pulls him away, complaining of a headache from the loud noise. The moment they emerge from the tunnel, Lance grabs Keith’s hand and drags him over to the comparatively empty costume section—Keith’s least favorite part of the store.

“This area is boring,” Keith complains even as he lets Lance tug him further in. “Is there a reason we’re going this way?”

Lance hums a little bit. “Not really. Mostly wanted to go somewhere less crowded so I could do this.” He comes to a halt in a corner, sandwiched between ghostly masks and gore-covered saw and sword props, and leans forward to give Keith a slow, lengthy kiss, right there in the store. Keith lets out a muffled noise of surprise at first, but almost embarrassingly quickly allows his eyes to slide shut and reciprocates the kiss.

It lasts probably longer than it should’ve, considering they are in a not-empty store, but it’s still over quickly enough. When Lance releases him, Keith feels slightly dizzy, and wants more.

“You’re cute when you’re interested in things,” Lance says quietly by way of explanation, giving Keith another quick kiss on the cheek. “You make it so hard to not kiss you.”

“When I’m interested in things? You’re embarrassing,” Keith says, though he’s very obviously pleased. “We can’t just make out in this Spirit Halloween. Come on.”

“Aw, can’t we?”

Keith ignores Lance’s cheeky question and busies himself with examining the swords and knives, most of which are entirely impractical for actual murdering, but still cool enough to look at. He picks one up and swings it experimentally—yeah, definitely just light, boring plastic. It fills Keith with joy to not be holding a real weapon for once.

“Keith!” Hunk shouts excitedly from a few aisles away from him, and he and Lance both start guiltily, hoping he hadn’t seen anything. Apparently oblivious, Hunk’s next words are, “I found a perfect costume for you.”

“Oh, really.” Keith’s tone is already unimpressed. “Let me guess, it’s…”

Keith approaches where Hunk is standing, examining the rectangular package he’s clutching in his hands.

Yep. “...an alien.” And a stereotypical green-skinned, bug-eyed one at that. Keith shakes his head. “You ever gonna find a new joke, big guy?”

Hunk shrugs, Keith’s criticism rolling off of him glamorously. “There’s never gonna be a funnier joke than Galra Keith. Sorry, Galra Keith.”

On cue, Pidge pops up from behind Hunk, startling Keith, who hadn’t even realized she was anywhere near them in the store. She waggles her eyebrows and, brandishing a costume package of her own, quips, “How about Cowboy Keith?”

“Yeehaw,” Keith drones tonelessly, taking the teasing in stride. Suddenly, Hunk’s expression brightens, and he waves someone over.

“Shiro! Thoughts on cowboy alien Keith?”

Shiro wanders over, hands tucked casually into his pockets, and gives the costumes a once over. He huffs out a laugh. “Either of you ever watched Cowboy Bebop?”

“Oh, booo, Spike’s too cool for Keith,” Pidge answers immediately, shaking his head in an almost offensively resolute way, at least to Keith. “We mean, like, literally a green alien with a cowboy hat on. That’s the image Keith gives off.”

“I’ve literally dressed up as Spike before, but okay,” Keith says, rolling his eyes. Shiro nods sagely.

“It’s true. I was the corgi.”

Keith escapes the mocking quickly after that, heading back to the animatronics he was rudely ushered away from earlier. There’s a giant figure just slightly to the side of the tunnel-cave he’d passed through to enter the store, with a long black cloak and a beak made of bone. Keith presses the square switch on the ground with his foot, and the figure’s eyes light up red, his head craning forward and backward unnaturally as he says in a gravelly, booming voice, “I knew you would be here soon; you could say I have eyes all over! Remember, wherever you run, my crows and I will find you!"

“Nice,” Keith says out loud, noting the title of the animatronic is “Lord Raven.” Pretty fucking metal if you ask him. Especially the bone face.

He wanders, then, around the rest of the animatronics, noticing that Allura has finally left her star-crossed love and is enthusiastically browsing shirts with Lance at her side, who is trying to explain the jokes on them and apparently not doing very well at it. It’s strange to keep running into his friends wherever he goes; Keith isn’t used to even having enough friends to see multiple of them at different parts of a store. The thought that he isn’t as isolated and alone as he used to be warms him, and he approaches Lance and Allura quietly, hoping not to interrupt or disturb their conversation.

“—Easy Bake Oven, which is, like, a toy from the…’90s? 2000s? Sometime around there, that was meant for children, and—”

“Children?” Allura’s tone is scandalized. She looks back at the shirt in question, which features three little girls dancing in a graveyard around a floating pink oven. “They’ve made the children’s toy…evil?”

Lance rubs the back of his neck. “Well, yeah, it’s…Halloween.”

“They could also use their powers from it for good,” Keith cuts in, making them both turn, surprised, to look at him. “Kind of like you did.” Something about today is making Keith want to win points in Allura’s book, it seems.

Allura nods thoughtfully. “I see, I see…So the oven’s power comes with great responsibility of choice.” When she looks straight at Keith, her eyes are shining. “Thank you, Keith! I feel like I understand this article of clothing much better now. I’m going to buy it.”

The thought of Allura sporting the “Easy-Bake Coven” tshirt feels akin to spotting a frog on a lily pad, so he voices emphatic support for her decision. Lance just shakes his head, amused.

“Romelle’ll like it,” Keith says, making Allura smile even wider.

He and Lance split up from Allura again, promising that they’ll meet up with her later at the cash register to help her figure out how to purchase something. “Though mullet here has a record of purposefully not purchasing things, so who knows if he actually even knows how,” Lance had said to this, earning himself an elbow in the gut from Keith.

They find themselves idling in the décor section near the middle of the store, holding hands and pointing out fun/funny trinkets intermittently. Lance says that he’ll buy Keith a small skeleton-cat figure at one point after he catches Keith patting its head, and Keith responds with a hug so tight and enthusiastic that Lance gets thrown off a bit.

“Woah, hey, it’s not that expensive…” He still wraps his arms around Keith, though, hugging just as tightly as Keith is. Keith falls in love a little bit more.

“It’s not just that,” he says truthfully. “I’m just—Like, I’ve never had this before. Well, not since my dad died, anyway. And having you, and the team, here with me is just…” Keith trails off, unable to find the right words to express how much this means to him, how Lance’s simple, seemingly thoughtless act of kindness had tipped him over the edge, but he doesn’t have to.

Lance squeezes him once more. “I get it,” he murmurs, and then dips his head down to place a feather-light kiss on Keith’s neck. Goosebumps erupt from the spot all the way down his spine—a lovely sensation.

When Lance finally leans away, his dimples are showing with his smile. “Well, hopefully this is just the first of many good things that’ll happen this Halloween!” he declares. “I’m going to make this, like, the best holiday of your life, because you’re too cute when you’re happy.” He tugs Keith closer by his hips again and adds, “And I love you. Or something.”

Keith laughs, light and airy. “Or something,” he agrees, and meets Lance’s lips with his.

It’s great to have family again.

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#klance #klance fanfiction #keithtober2022 #keith kogane #voltron #voltron fanfic #renfic #ITS DONE WOOOO

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haryuusart · 7 months

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Chapters: 5/? Fandom: Voltron: Legendary Defender Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Keith/Lance (Voltron), Keith & Lance (Voltron), Hunk/Shay (Voltron), Keith (Voltron)/Original Male Character(s) Characters: Keith (Voltron), Lance (Voltron), Hunk (Voltron), Shiro (Voltron), Pidge | Katie Holt, Allura (Voltron), Coran (Voltron), Nyma (Voltron), Rolo (Voltron), Lance's Family (Voltron), Shiro's Parents (Voltron), Original Characters, Shay (Voltron), Matt Holt Additional Tags: Angst, Fluff, Fluff and Angst, Pining Keith (Voltron), Pining Lance (Voltron), Mutual Pining, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Gay Keith (Voltron), Bisexual Lance (Voltron), Female Pronouns for Pidge | Katie Holt, Minor Hunk/Shay (Voltron), Keith & Shiro (Voltron) are Adoptive Siblings, Bad Flirting, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Enemies to Lovers, Falling In Love, Dorks in Love, Love Confessions, Slow Burn, Love at First Sight, Swearing, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - College/University, Adopted Keith (Voltron), Panic Attacks, Past Relationship(s), Abusive Relationships, it's in the past don't worry, Eventual Smut, Keith is a pianist, Lance is a bartender, Pidge and Hunk are guitarists, Shiro is a pianist, Allura is a violinist, Minor Character Death, Grief/Mourning Summary:

Music was, is, and will ever be the only thing that saved Keith from falling into the void.

Whoever met him always said that Lance brought joy and fun wherever he went.

Keith is a pianist haunted by dark thoughts and an even darker past. He's forced to attend the Music Academy where his adoptive brother, Shiro, teaches, but he's always refused to perform in front of people- until Shiro decides to promote the school with a concert at the Paladin's, a trendy pub that two other students, Pidge and Hunk, suggest. Part of it is because their best friend Lance works there as a bartender, so they can finally meet: since it's summer, they hope to hang out with everyone, like a big group of friends.

No one expects Keith and Lance to fall in love at first sight. Not even them.

But feelings are too hard and confusing- so it's easier pretending to hate each other... even when the opposite becomes so obvious that neither can deny it anymore.

(They also dance Single Ladies together. You're welcome!)

#new chapter #vld keith #vld #voltron #voltron fanfic #voltron fandom #klance #klance fic #klance fanfiction #if you want to leave me some feedback!#its very much appreciated #:)#vld lance #lance mcclain #keith kogane

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ashstar1111 · 10 months

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damn chat fics

you know the felling when u FINELLY get out of a fandom but a couple weeks later you get right back because of those damn chat fics from 2017 on Ao3?

#chat fics #fandom #vld fandom #vld fanfic #vld klance #vld #damn chat fics from 2017 on Ao3 #its fucking up my sleep scedual fr #its like 3 am i should really go to bed #but NOOOOO #instead im reading chat fics on Ao3 #like the fucking moron i am yk

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