#klance s8
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gwensketch · 1 month ago
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after s8
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astal-art · 9 months ago
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GET KLANCED
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badsongpetey · 1 year ago
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Happy birthday Samurai There is an equal chance that Lance is tenderly kissing Keith or giving him a raspberry
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hompty · 2 months ago
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never let me go, never let me go
happy keithtober to all who celebrate!!
it’s been a while since I drew canon verse klance so enjoy a cheesy post s8 reunion :33
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hopefulrunaways · 8 months ago
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Back at it with the new program, this time with (married) Klance
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k1ance-a-lot · 1 year ago
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Aquarium date
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aristotle0 · 7 months ago
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falling in the voltron / klance fandom hole was not in my 2024 bingo card
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scrimblo-soab · 2 months ago
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I think we can all agree that season eight of VLD sucks. It wasn’t well written and the Allura/Lance relationship was so rushed.
But
I personally like only one episode. And a couple seconds of episode one. I hate the rest of episode one, it was so rushed.
I loved the episode where it was kind of like a vlog of what it was like on the ship, it was a really interesting concept, and I just liked how the episode felt compared to all the other episodes in the show.
In the first episode, when I was rewatching the show, at around 19-ish minutes I think(???), right before the toast to whatever whatever, Lance is refusing to set Keith up on a date with his sister, and in the background while Allura and his mom are talking you can hear him say “never! Not in a million decapheobs! Okay? All that guy likes are knives and space wolf! Holy moly that would be terrible! No! No!… and he’s gay.”
SO LIKE??? I COULD BE MISHEARING IT, BUT SEVERAL OTHER PEOPLE I KNOW HAVE BEEN LIKE “YEAH I HEARD AND HES GAY” SO???
Honestly idk if anyone else noticed, but this is the only good parts about season eight. It still sucks.
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fluffypotatey · 4 months ago
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Tell me the “Roman Empire” of all your ships 🎤🎤🎤
Merthur: Arthur giving Merlin his mother’s sigil (like what the fuck, what the FUCK was that bbc???? AND YOU DELETED IT TOO???? AND HOW ITS SUCH A PRIVATE MOMENT BETWEEN THEN SITTING BY THE CAMPFIRE AND HOW BOTH BELIEVE THEH WILL DIE/SACRIFICE THEMSELVES AND—)
Thiam: “I did this to keep you from being taken!” (THEO KARL RAEKEN HOW DARE YOU MESS WITH MY MIND!!!! this jackass….comes back from a dimensional prison, swears to run when given the chance, tells Liam he’s only with him because that self serving for him, THEN MAKES HIMSELF THE BAIT TO SAVE LIAM’S LIFE, THEN SAVES LIAM AGAIN AFTER FIGHTING WHO KNOWS HOW MANY GHOSTRIDERS AND GETS UPSET AT LIAM’S PLAN BECAUSE HE FEELSNIR DIMINISHES HIS EFFORT TO KEEP LIAM ALIVE!!! why did he do that???? it wasn’t self-serving, it only made him more involved in this supernatural drama, and he clearly wants to leave Beacon Hills behind……AND YET—)
Shadowpeach: their peach motif in s4 (bc i swear to ducking god i cannot do this. AND THE FUCKINH ILLUSION OF THE MEMORY THAT POPS IN FROMT OF MACKY IN THE SPECIAL THAT HE REACHES FOR IS WUKONG OFFERING A PEACH. LIKE WHAT FHE FUCK. LMK WHEN I GET YII—)
hangster: the fucking stare they do before Bradley gets on his plane and Jake shouts “Give ‘em hell!” (like wtf 🫠 this movie gave them so many moments where they’re staring at each other and none of it truly plot important. you could argue “they’re rivals tho! it’s to show how much they annoy each other!!” Okay…..you know that can be shown a lot more differently. Everything about them was gay as hell and like they were fuckbuddies but the buddies part started blurring the lines a little bit and led to a dumpster fire of a breakup)
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autisticlancemcclain · 1 year ago
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Lance knows they’re in for it the second his brain decides to wake him up, because there’s no way he’s up on time. Simulated light shines brightly on their bed, lighting the whole room up, and Lance is groggier than he usually is. They’ve most definitely slept in.
He squeezes his eyes shut, allowing himself three seconds of peace before dragging himself upright, sitting criss-cross-applesauce on the mattress, blankets still pulled up to his hips. There’s a low groan from beside him, despairing almost, and the sign of it makes Lance’s lips quirk up despite his morning grouchiness.
“Time to get up,” he says quietly, trying to blink the bleariness out from his eyes. He glances at his slippers, trying to convince himself that it’s worth getting up and facing the day. (It does not go well.)
He boyfriend grunts again, then shifts slightly, dragging his arms out from under his pillow and clamping them around Lance’s waist instead. He squeezes for a moment then relaxes, breath huffing on Lance’s bare skin. Lance places his hand on Keith’s head, brushing through the tangled mullet without looking. Keith makes several pleased noises, muffled by Lance’s hip, where he has decided to keep his face until further notice.
“We’re late for training, baby.”
Keith hums, tightening his hold. “Mhm. Tragic.”
Lance huffs, grin getting a little wider. He tries to look back at his slippers, really convince himself — they are the leaders of Voltron, after all, what kind of example does it set for the rest of the Atlas crew if they don’t bother waking up in the mornings — but he can’t pull his gaze away from Keith.
He doesn’t get the chance, often, to stop and stare. Keith gets self conscious, rarely allowing it, and they’re so busy besides. To have the chance now is a treat. A luxury. A gift, really.
And who is Lance to turn away a gift?
He settles back into the pillows with a sigh, upright enough that he won’t fall back asleep, but reclined enough that it’s clear he’s not getting up, either. The position isn’t lost on Keith, who smiles widely enough that Lance feels it, the slightest press of crooked incisors on the soft skin of his hip.
“Don’t get used to this,” Lance warns. “It’s not happening again.”
Keith kisses him slightly, not moving. “Sure, sweetheart. Whatever you say.”
Lance tugs on his hair, rolling his eyes. Keith’s shakes slightly as he laughs, completely unintimidated, then settles back in to the bed. His breathing evens, and he’s out within seconds.
“I hate how you can do that,” Lance mutters. “Goober.”
He sits for a while, contemplative, as Keith’s snores full the room again. He traces the shape of Keith’s bare shoulders, the curve of his rins and waist, the jut of his hipbone, the bend of his knee. With his eyes, first, then with light, careful fingers; running along the heat of his boyfriend’s skin, over the sheer just barely covering his backside, as far as he can reach. Not to start something, for once, although he wouldn’t be opposed to it, but to feel his chest expand with every breath, the coarseness of short black hairs covering his skin, the bumps and stutters of scars crisscrossing everywhere he can look. The ridges of a map he’s studied thousands of times before, worshipped, noted and re-noted again and again and again, committed to memory.
“You are the most beautiful thing in this goddamn universe.” It’s a breathless kind of awe, the way he says it, like he’s just discovered it. He hasn’t — he’s known Keith was beautiful for as long as he’s known Keith — but he’s reminded every day, every morning they wake up together, every time they train and Keith’s grace and power is entrancing. He never forgets, but every time he looks at him he’s reminded.
His eyes start to grow heavy. He’s not tired — not really — and he’s only just woken up from hours of sleep, but Keith is so warm. He slides down the headboard of their bed, adjusting himself in Keith’s arms, resting his head on his chest and sliding his hands up his back until they’re resting almost on his shoulders, hooked under his underarms, gripping him like a buoy in deep water. He presses his ear right above his heart, closing his eyes as the steady beat pounds, and matches his breathing to his boyfriend’s snores.
Training can wait.
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awhoreintheory · 1 year ago
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Keith | Lance
Shut up its still May don't look at the date
My final mermaid art for mermay!! The elusive, the gorgeous, Krolia!!
Yall words cannot even begin to describe tje massive fucking crush I have on Keith's mom. Krolia is so fucking hot. So is Texas. I'd pay so much money just to be able to stare at them. God they're a power couple. So hot.
And yes! Krolia retains her alienness :) all the characters (in my eventual fic lol) are basically more evolved versions of preexisting marine life. Krolia is just straight up an alien.
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seliipi · 3 months ago
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Voltron Season 8 Salt #1 (as well as ongoing salt from the usual people)
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astal-art · 2 years ago
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Back from mission :) . WHY DID THE WIP FOR THIS GET SO MANY LIKESHBJDBSJ AHEEM. People. 🤨
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sleepy-keith · 4 months ago
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okay i’m watching season 8 now and i’m just so angry. the sunset scene with our boys had more romance and intimacy than allurance has altogether. but the writers were fucking assholes and took away what they kept hinting and promising at. queerbaiting at its absolute finest.
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hompty · 4 months ago
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when u take ur alien bf to your childhood bedroom
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sheep-kiwi-collector · 1 year ago
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Poking around some official clips and i cant help but be fkin MAD
like my boy looks like he BARELY gets any good sleep anymore LOOK AT HIM
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i swear one of these days keith should just take him to do Blade stuff bec "lance continued to spread Allura's message while surrounding himself with things he loved" is just a load of bull
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