#linkade

[raybizzle]

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[mandino-brel]

Cuando menos lo espera

"Escucho mil voces en mente, pero mi boca yo callao Skit i vad de än säger, när min ficka hade zero, ingen ville hjälpa någonstans Escucho mil voces en mente, pero mi boca yo callao Sena nätter var emellan, no talk, ingen snack häromkring, måste visa att du är man Malmö till Barcelona, det Euros och coronas, ví jaguar det varje dag Ma-matematik i min skalle, ví rör oss på nätten, ví sitter på det ni vill ha Snackar om kroppar, men folket de dockar, de sitter på smulor för dessa är barn Ta vara på klockan för tiden kan stoppas Ta inget för givet för ingen är klar Vroom, automatic, släh vid hans bälte, fucked up logik E-ett ögonblick kan bli vad du vill Vem bryr sig om order, lägg handlingar i Lägg handlingar i, hermano, vamos Backa mitt team, more money, more problems Psykologiskt, en gangster som pratar, det är bara på film Jag lånar mitt öra till de som är G De hära gå ner och ramlar Sitter och gapar som oss på La Rambla För mycket, så hur ska ví stanna? Fakhry en broder, han linkade, madman Cuando menos lo esperas, det något de väntar Allt ví sitter på vi delar Tidigt ålder, involverad"

[coolspacequips]

a recent commission i forgot to post today,,, so heres a little sneak peak at some ryance summer fun in the meantime :3c

[pepper-bottom]

i have only one love and it’s them

[hikarinonodera]

Updated!

[apricity-art]

Kinkance keychains anyone??

[limesicle]

I can’t believe I haven’t drawn the Garrison kids. Also I did mention I ship everyone with Lance... right?

[daifha]

they’re having fun at their beach date \°o°/

[kinkade-lance]

Lance: Aw babe, you had a crush on me! That's so embarrassing.

Kinkade: We're married.

Lance: Still!

[incorrect-mfe-quotes]

Veronica [to Kinkade]: Don’t worry, Lance likes your butt and fancy hair. I’d know, I read his diary.

Kinkade, touching his hair: ... He thinks it’s fancy?

[langst-is-love]

Ok, Concept, Hear Me Out:

Ryan finds Lance training late one night, because they both couldn’t sleep, and he’s kind of in awe at how powerful this blue eyed beauty is, and though he doesn’t mean to, he winds up watching him for longer than he cares to admit.

Lance eventually ends training sequence and turns around to get a drink of his water, only to shriek like a little girl at the fact someone (Ryan!!! fukc!!!!) was watching him and he didn’t even realize it.

Ryan is flustered and embarrassed at being caught, but also, kind of in awe of how quickly Lance transformed from this epic, ass kicking, fighting machine back into the goofball everyone else only seems to see.

Eventually, the two get over the fact that they are Flustered™️ and sit down beside each other, almost silent until Ryan asks why he’s up so late, and Lance retorts he could ask the same, but eventually the game falls and maybe it’s just because, fuck, it’s oversharing hours and Lance should never be allowed to talk at all, during oversharing hours, but Lance admits that, fuck, he misses the stars. He wanted to come back to earth, but he wanted to go home. He was supposed to go home and go swimming with his brother and cook with his mother... This wasn’t how it was supposed to go. He just wants the war over.

For a while, Ryan is quiet, not knowing what to say, and Lance is grieving something, some ideal, he never knew he lost, and despite Ryan being ever the strong and silent, there’s something about this silence he doesn’t like, something about this boy that makes him want to break it for him, and Ryan starts telling Lance about his family and how he misses them too, and there’s something about the rise and fall of Ryan’s voice, the deep, melancholy words spilling out, that relaxes Lance, seems to melt the tension out of him.

Okay, maybe he fell asleep on Ryan, shut up. He was exhausted and it was like three am and he had been training and then he was talking about his family- it was extremely physically and emotionally exhausting. Shut up.

Ryan looks down at the other boy in surprise when he feels something on his shoulder and realizes that Lance is asleep and leaning on him, and this soft little chuckle leaves him, as he just sighs softly and wraps his jacket around the two of them, because he knows Lance is tired and he doesn’t have the heart (or lack thereof) to force him to move, and eventually he falls asleep there too.

Shiro’s the one who finds them there the next morning, on his way in to train. Space Dad couldn’t be prouder. He runs interference when people go to train so the two will be left alone until they wake up.

Lance is the first to wake up, because he’s a restless sleeper, but he’s gotta admit, he’s sleeping better than he was before, and he’s kind of starting to wonder why... So he shifts and realizes he’s!! sleeping!! on the cute!! sniper!!! from before!!!!!

Did he scream like a little girl, pulling away and pulling an imaginary blanket up to cover him in sheer confusion and mortification?

Yes, yes he did.

Did the mortification die when Ryan woke up rather quickly and gave him a sleepy, confused look, and the other Paladins came running in because they heard him scream and were Concerned(TM)?

No. No, it did not.

But after that, Ryan tends to smile more around Lance, and they strike up a conversation like it’s nothing.

Everyone is really fucking confused, because Ryan?? Smiling?? Talking?? What???

But maybe Ryan is learning from Lance, because Ryan is Learning: He's learning that he really likes the way Lance smiles, the sound of his laugh, the way he wears his emotions on his sleeve. Like, yeah, they go out and fight for their lives all the time, but what Lance does? That's really fucking brave, and he doesn't even seem to know it, and it drives Ryan crazy.

Lance, however, isn't used to this anymore. There would have been a time when he woulda already been way up in there, my dude, but honestly, he's forgotten what it's like for someone to want to talk to him, to laugh at his jokes and coax him into his own laughs. It makes him really... Happy, and he doesn't quite know what to do with that. Or the crush the size of Texas he's trying to hide, but anyways.

It's both shocking and entirely expected when they start spending the majority of their time together, whether it be training or watching movies, or just sitting around and letting Lance blather on- something he always apologizes for, but Ryan can't think of anything he treasures more than those times when Lance gets caught up in his own story, his eyes lighting up and his hands waving around like he could paint the scene into the sky if you just gave him long enough.

And, Ryan guesses, it's not all that surprising that during one of these hangouts, Ryan is pulled in by the ocean in Lance's eyes. He should have known that his guard would be dismantled by Lance's very presence as it always is. But he wasn't thinking when he leaned in and kissed Lance, Lance's eyes as wide as saucers as he looked up at him... Before they shut and Lance leaned in, kissing back, and Ryan couldn't hide his smile, even as they kissed.

It was entirely expected, this time, that the very next time Lance saw him, Ryan pulled out a big bouquet of flowers and asked to take him to dinner, for real, because, god damn it, Ryan really liked him, and Mrs. Kinkade raised that boy right.

It wasn't perfect and planned out, and it definitely wasn't exactly romcom material... But, fuck that, actually. Because Lance dares to disagree- when you look up "perfect" in the dictionary, he is quite certain, in fact, that the picture beside it is his warm, strong, big bicep-ed boyfriend, thanks. And maybe Ryan wouldn't say it in as many words, but he'd say the same thing about the boy who's seen the stars, but keeps the ocean in his eyes.

I love them. So, so, so much. No I didn't just make myself cry. There's just a lot of space dust,

[love-me-some-lance-blog]

My friend asked me why I have pics of Linkade on my blog since they've never actually communicated, but who cares because CAN YOU IMAGINE:

• Observant Kinkade quietly noticing Lance's passion and dedication during missions since they're both snipers

• Lance goading Kinkade to a little competitions of marksmanship during stagnant parts of the mission because he is starting to get visibly worried since his role of this mission is over

• Kinkade grunts as if displeased...but shoots a small rock from 2 miles away and raises an eyebrow at Lance

• Lance fires back with a shit-eating grin because, oh, game on

• Kinkade is more consistant, but Lance hits the riskier shots, so they both start trying to learn from each other

• Lance being slightly insecure as he watches how talented Kinkade is

• Kinkade notices and, after Lance manages to take out several practice drones, offers a small, "Nice shot" with a twitch if the lips

• Lance pauses, then sends him a wink, but inside? He freaking BEAMS

• Because of Lance's amazing miracle shots and Kinkade's precision, they are the ultimate snipe team

• And when Lance is on the field, you best believe Kinkade is secretly watching him like a hawk because like hell will anyone get to him on his watch

• And don't think Lance didn't create nicknames to pass the time

• Or the numerous one-side conversations from Lance with Kinkade offering grunts and "hn"s every once in a while, but still attentively listens and reflects on their conversations because, wow, Lance is actually really smart

• The paladins and MFE pilots are doing a mission recap and Lance cracks a joke. Everyone is too busy rolling their eyes and/or laughing to see Kinkade's small smile

• Kinkade notices Lance's "rivalry" with Keith, and Keith is suddenly wondering why this silent MFE pilot is low-key glaring at him

• James is wondering what's up because has Kinkade seemed more...laid back?

• Meanwhile Lance is telling a story to everybody about his family and has everyone cracking up

• Kinkade actually chuckles aloud and Lance chokes for a second because holy fuck that laugh was beautiful

• Pidge and Hunk are side-eyeing Kinkade because their Lance senses are tingling and how can they not notice the fondness in Kinkade's eyes as he watches Lance's enthusiastic story telling

• And both are just emotionally-challenged idiots who are too scared to confess because of their utter fear of rejection

• While all the other paladins and MTE pilots eventually catch on and start dropping the other's name while talking to them just to see Lance perk up before laughing it off, or Kinkade blush faintly or glance away as he gives a clipped reply about how Lance is just a valued pilot and fighter

So yeah, don't think my multi-shipping ass would be sleeping on this beauty of a ship

[wertdifferenz]

20th December: Christmas Morning / Lazy morning

[Just a soft moment before these two go out and party with the rest of the family]

Lance and Ryan cuddle in their bed, listening to Lance’s mum preparing some breakfast in the kitchen for the whole family, and Silvio and Nadia excitedly run around the Christmas tree, reading all the names on the presents and asking every two seconds when they can open them.

Lance is quietly listening to the sounds, with a little grin on his face. Ryan is in thoughts, thinking about what he has planned for the evening. He also thinks back to the very first weeks of the school year almost three and a half years ago, right after Lance started teaching with him.

The air outside the bedsheets is a bit chilly. Ryan squeezes Lance in his arms and fixes the blanket, presses a soft kiss to his forehead and mumbles his question into his soft curls. “You remember how we got together?”

Lance laughs quietly and looks up to him with a grin. “I remember you not talking to me and me thinking that you hate me,” he teases.

“I was a bit shy,” Ryan says with one of the pouts Lance has taught him over the years.

Lance chuckles again and rolls his eyes again. Both of them know that Ryan was more than just ‘a bit shy’. “One time you left the room when I came to your class to ask for some chalk.”

“Don’t remind me of that,” he groans, hiding his face in the pillow. He did fuck up a couple of times before they got together, mostly because he was just mesmerized by Lance’s angelic smiles and beautiful voice, unable to form a single coherent thought in his presence. The story Lance is referring to is the worst one though.

“You were in the middle of class,” Lance giggles, “and you poor students were so confused. And me too!”

Ryan places another kiss on his forehead. “That was horrible of me.”

Lance’s whole body is shaking with laughter, and he stifles the sound behind his hands, so the rest of the family won’t hear him. “And when you came back you couldn’t look me in the eyes and gave me the wrong chalk.”

“Hmm?” he hums. “I don’t remember that.”

“You gave me pink chalk instead of white one. Not that it mattered, but it was still cute.” Lance sighs, cuddles closer to him and wraps his arm around Ryan’s back. He absentmindedly plays with the hem of Ryan’s shirt, tugging where it slid up during the night. “If I had known how to read you back than I would have laughed at you instead of wondering what I did wrong, maybe even make your class tease you for the rest of the day.”

He starts playing with Lance’s shirt as well, noting that he stole another one from Ryan’s pile. “That whole thing didn’t answer my question.”

“Of course I know how we got together,” Lance sighs softly. “The headmaster’s Christmas party, Coran’s spiked drinks, the mistletoe.” Another giggle erupts, his body wiggling in Ryan’s arms. “You were buzzed.”

Ryan nudges Lance’s gently, his arm slowly moving towards Lance’s waist as a threat. “So were you!”

Lance stays quiet, the tickling that awaits him for more teasing not worth it. He’s still grinning though, and his eyes speak volumes. “Why are you asking?”

“I just thought it is a nice memory.” He hugs Lance closer again, takes his time to nose his forehead and place kisses every now and then.

“It is,” Lance huffs against his neck. Lost in memories his voice gets all soft, almost a breathless whisper. “I’m glad you found your courage to kiss me that night.”

“Me too.” Ryan takes his time to caressing Lance’s back, gently massaging him with every stroke before moving on to play with his hair. The soft curls part under his fingers, and he enjoys the feeling of the hair on his hand and the warmth in his belly for a few moments. “To be honest,” he starts after a while, “you looked so heartbroken when I was about to turn you down, that I couldn’t help but kiss you.”

Lance huffs loudly, a mixture between amusement and indignation. He looks up with another smile though and places his hand on his cheek, thumb softly stroking over Ryan’s cheekbones. “A little bird once told me that you can never help but kiss me.”

“That bird was me.” Ryan moves his lips over his palm. “And it’s true.”

Lance smiles at him, uses his sweet-sultry smile with full effects, knowing exactly that Ryan could never turn him down like this. The smile and the demanding look in Lance’s eyes is enough for Ryan to get the hint, and he leans down to kiss him long and gently, exactly like he did under that mistletoe three years ago.

[coolspacequips]

@metalotaku-da is amazing, and commissioned me to draw a moment between kinkade and lance in their kinkance mer au fic!! it’s super cool, marine researcher/mer creature is MY JAM........!! 

the pod they call Voltron is unique among the rest, and kinkade is able to form a unique connection w one of its members... who has never been this close to a human or their shirts before. what is that stuff??

thank you again for all your support, and i cant wait to see what happens to them next :o

[pepper-bottom]

NEWS FLASH I STILL LOVE THEM

lmao just got back and I forgot to post this from my twitter shucks

[hikarinonodera]

Everything’s the same bUt...

Lance has bright yellow/blonde hair, eyelashes, and eyebrows. His blue eyes are bigger and more prominent. He still has the same skin color tho. 👌🏽