#side kallura

[rizavii]

Keith rolls her eyes, flopping back down onto Lance’s chest. He wheezes as if he’s been crushed, making his eyes go wide.

“I’m being killed,” he says in a choked voice. “Help! Someone help!”

“Shut the fuck up,” Keith laughs, grabbing a pillow and smacking him with it several times. Then, she thinks better of it and presses it over his face instead. There’s a muffled “Hey!” from Lance, to which Keith simply replies, “Suffocate faster!”

snippet from my trans girl keith + kallura fic! don't ask how lance got in there i'm confused too

[dailykallura]

conversations are more intimate in the silence of the hangar.

[princessallura052]

Why Kallura works Part One

Keith and Allura from Voltron: Legendary Defender are not the most obvious couple but they are by far the most healthiest. How, you ask? From the beginning, Keith stuck with Allura. They were not friends yet but he was the first to step in front of her from Klaizap even though he was tiny. But what makes them more special than Keith with anyone else? A lot of their arcs have to do with each other.

The writers made the deliberate choice to make Keith half-Galra and to have Allura have an issue with that. They could have gone with any Paladin - in fact if they wanted her to end up with Lance, making him part Galra would have actually made them have a little bit of development. But the evidence for Keith and Allura starts as early as the s1 finale. Keith might have sounded cold about not wanting to take Voltron to rescue Allura but guess what? Allura had the same thought because it was stupid to do a confrontation. I am sorry, Shiro but it really was.

Their moments became deeper when they ran away together - once again, they were on the same wavelength but besides that, we all have our dark sides and we all have our shortcomings. Allura's prejudice was one of those shortcomings and Keith even though he had some doubts that he had something to do with the Galra questioned her on this. That hey not all these people are bad, you're being a little closed-minded. Helping each other grow as a couple is amazing, I feel. There was another sweet moment between them where they recognise each other's importance on the team. Allura recognises Keith as a Paladin and useful part of the team and Keith starts off with this so while it may not be a big deal, valuing each other is.

Then finding out Keith was Galra. Hang on I'm going to get a screenshot of how Keith responded to Allura ignoring him:

He is devastated! She clearly means a lot to him for him to feel that bad and while we know they make up, this brings me to another point. Keith and Allura are the only two characters to apologise to each other. Allura when she hurt Keith with her ignorance and Keith when he snaps at her in The Journey Within because he started by lashing out at her father and then brought up Lotor so they are the only two characters to apologise to one another. Since I've mostly talked about season 1 and season 2, I will do a part 2 to this post so keep your eyes peeled for that.

[rubymoon-snape]

Disclaimer: I don't own Voltron Defender of the Universe, Voltron Force, or Voltron Legendary Defender.

Summary: DotU Allura falls asleep and is able to see into two alternate realities.

Author Note: This is Kallura (DotU and VF but not VLD). The scenes DotU Allura sees takes place in Season 2 of VLD between episodes 9 and 12 and Season 1 of VF between episodes 19 and 20.

"Seeing Into Other Realities"

Allura was snuggled up against her husband, not minding his bare chest at all. She loved being close to him, and sleeping against him gave her a feeling of safety and love. She knew her sleeping in his arms allowed him to relax and sleep, even if it was just one arm wrapped around her waist. At that moment as she was drifting off to sleep, she could feel the gentle pressure of Keith's head against hers.

%%%

Allura opened her eyes and looked around, slightly confused. She wasn't in bed or even in her castle anymore. She wasn't even sure she was on her planet anymore.

"On your left, Lance!"

"Thanks, Keith! You've got one at 6!"

"Good eye, Sharpshooter."

Allura turned around at hearing the voices and was faced with seven individuals that were familiar and not familiar at the same time. She noticed that they didn't seem to be able to see her, so she took her time in looking at them.

She didn't recognize the one in the black armor at all, but the ones in the red, blue, green, and yellow armor were similar enough to her fellow pilots to hazard a guess at who was who. However, the two others on the bridge were completely unfamiliar to her, so unless someone said their names, she couldn't even attempt to guess.

The female in the center smiled. "Well done, Paladins. You repelled the Galra again. Coran, set some coordinates, and I'll wormhole us away from here."

"Yes, Princess." The orange haired male replied, working on some holographic screens. "Course laid in."

Allura didn't pay attention to the entire procedure as her gaze was drawn to the one in red. He was definitely Keith, but this Keith's eye color was different than hers. Her Keith had black eyes, whereas this one had purple. It was definitely a pretty color, but she was confused as to where her counterpart was. However, if the orange haired male was Coran and he addressed the female as princess, it could mean the female was her counterpart, but why wasn't she and her Keith closer or even speaking to each other? Maybe they hadn't realized their feelings for each other?

"Good job, Shiro. You took out a large portion of fighters. Lance, you defended the aft portion of the particle barrier admirably."

"I do my best, Princess," Shiro replied.

"Thanks, pretty lady," Lance responded with a wink.

"Hunk, Pidge, you two were a wonderful team, watching each other's backs."

"Thanks, Allura," Pidge replied, and Hunk echoed her sentiment.

Allura (DotU) waited for her counterpart to compliment Keith, but it never happened. She didn't even acknowledge his part at all. Allura (DotU) looked over at Keith, whose eyes were downcast.

"I'm going to go train," he said suddenly and stood up.

"I'll go with you," Shiro offered.

"Shiro, we need to discuss how to take down the Galra," Allura called out.

Shiro hesitated for a moment before locking eyes with Lance and gesturing for him to follow. Lance nodded. "Hey, Mullet. Wait for me!"

Allura (DotU) didn't know what her counterpart's problem with Keith was, but she didn't think she was going to get answers here, so she followed the two Paladins. She found them walking down the corridor side by side.

"Even though she didn't say it, you did a good job too. We made a good team," Lance said. He stretched his arms over his head. "Man, I don't know what Allura's problem is."

"You know what it is, Lance. She found out that I'm part Galra and has decided that she hates me. I don't blame her for her reaction. I mean, the Galra destroyed her planet and her people."

"But that was 10,000 years ago! You weren't even born back then. Coran doesn't blame you. Why should she?"

"I don't know. I just wish we could go back to being friends like we had been."

Allura (DotU) stopped following the two Paladins as she tried to process what she learned.  Apparently this Keith wasn't completely human, and the Allura of this reality hated him for it, even going as far as to ignore his contribution to the cause.

She looked up to see if she could see the Paladins and realized she was in a different place altogether. She was in a different castle again, but there were similarities she to her own.

Just then, she heard an unfamiliar voice call out, "Daniel, slow down!"

Suddenly, a younger boy ran through her as if she wasn't even there before he slammed into the opposite wall. He groaned, muttering, "Snart," before falling onto his back on the floor.

Two people rushed over. One was another younger boy, but the other one was wearing green with a visor over his eyes. The boy approached Daniel and helped him up, while the male in green typed on something on his arm. "As fascinating as seeing your fastest speed is, it might be better to see how you can stop without slamming into a wall."

"I don't know, Pidge. I quite enjoyed seeing him run into walls," a girl about the two younger boys ages called out.

"Aw, Larmina, you know you love me," Daniel replied.

"Do I though?" Larmina quipped back.

"Hopefully you at least get along with him since you are all future pilots of Voltron." A blonde woman came into the room. She was wearing blue and black and had straight blonde hair and green eyes.

"Aunt Allura, I do get along with him," Larmina sighed. "I just don't like him like that."

Allura (DotU) stared at her counterpart. Since when did she have green eyes and straight hair? For that matter, since when did she have a niece? She didn't have any siblings. She was so busy with comparing her differences that she missed another male's entrance...until he spoke. "As much as I appreciate you testing the abilities of your Voltcom, you should really brush up on your teamwork skills."

"Does that mean I can do some training in Black Lion, especially since he's fixed?" Daniel asked.

"No."

"Snart," Daniel muttered.

"Keith's right. Teamwork is useful off the field as well," Allura replied.

Allura (DotU) stared at that reality's Keith. He looked so different from her Keith. He had a darker skin tone, crystal blue eyes, and, most shockingly, short hair. She shook her head. Keith doesn't look good with short hair.

The longer she looked at that reality's Keith the more upset she got. She looked up at the ceiling, tears sliding down her cheeks. "I don't want to see any more realities. I want to go home."

%%%

Keith felt movement in his arm and roused a bit. He was worried about his wife, especially when he saw the tears on her cheeks. He wiped the tears away as best he could without moving the arm that was wrapped around her waist. He patted her cheek gently. "Allura! Allura, wake up please!"

Allura's eyes flew open, and she sat up, gasping for breath.

"'Llura?"

Allura turned to her right and saw her husband, his hair hanging over his shoulder in a braid. His black eyes were showing nothing but concern for her. She threw her arms around him, and he pulled her into his lap. "Sweetheart, what happened?"

"I-I-"

"Okay. You need to calm down first. Breathe deeply. In, out. In and out." Keith stroked her hair before cupping her face. "I love you my queen."

"I love you, my prince." Taking one more deep breathe, Allura began her tale. "I think I saw into two other realities. There were versions of us, but they were really different. One Allura absolutely hated her reality's Keith, who didn't want to stay near her; the other one we looked really different." She gave a watery giggle. "I think the most disturbing thing was that one of the Keiths had short hair."

"I will always be here for you." He gently put his forehead against hers. "And I'll never consider cutting my hair."

Fin

[rorylum]

Also altean hybrid keith kallura could be intresting. Especially if keith is a bit different from full alteans. I was thinking maybe no shape shifting to play up his outsiderness on earth. You got keith giving allura hope that other alteans exist. Allura would help keith learn about a side he never knew about.

I started altean red paladin keith kallura as a joke. The more I think about it the more I like and I wouldn't mind seeing it in a potenial future version of voltron.

[rainforest-rosegold]

Soulbound

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It was supposed to be a straightforward visit to a peaceful planet: Land on Vordus-8.  Attend the new Prime Minister’s inauguration.  Officially induct Vordus-8 into the Coalition.  Go sightseeing, time permitting.  The Galra weren’t supposed to show up and attack unexpectedly.  Lance wasn’t supposed to have a brush with death.  And Pidge certainly wasn’t supposed to make a split-second decision that would change the course of both of their lives.

The day after the inauguration found Team Voltron picnicking in an open, grassy area high in the mountains, next to a cliff overlooking distant forests, rivers, and lakes.  The view was breathtaking, to be sure, but without her Paladin armor and the jet pack that came with it, Pidge couldn’t help being wary of the drop.

The sun was shining, the Vordian sky was vivid teal, and the temperature could not have been more perfect as the Paladins and their companions enjoyed the actual, non-goo meal Hunk had prepared.  As Keith bit into a sandwich, the jagged, cryptically curling crimson soulmark all down his right arm began to glow faintly.  “What did you put in this to make it so tasty, Hunk?” he demanded, staring at the sandwich as though suspicious of its deliciousness.

Hunk shrugged.  “Honestly, I’m not sure.  Some sort of spicy Vordian pepper-like vegetable, something that Vordian chef called murglak, that tasty shredded steak we had at the banquet, and a splash of my special sauce.”  He tried to brush off the compliment, but from the faint yellow gleam from beneath his right sleeve, it was clear he was pleased with himself.  Pidge decided she had to try one of the sandwiches herself and was not disappointed.

The afternoon passed in a similarly leisurely manner as the Paladins and their companions enjoyed a day free of fighting and stress.  As the shadows lengthened, Lance stood, wandering toward the cliffside.  “Look at that,” he breathed, beckoning the others over.

Pidge came to stand beside him, trying to figure out what he was talking about.  “So… what are we looking at?”

“That.”  Lance pointed at the horizon, and Pidge caught her breath.  Although billions of sunsets happened every day throughout the universe, she had to admit that this one was especially breathtaking, with Vordus-8’s greenish sun turning the clouds vivid shades of blue, green, and gold and lighting up the countryside far below them with mellow fire.

“It’s beautiful,” Allura murmured.

“Not as beautiful as you, Princess,” Lance said, waggling his eyebrows and completely ruining the mood.  Pidge jabbed him with her elbow, telling herself it was because Allura and Keith were on their way toward a relationship and she didn’t want Lance to mess that up; it certainly had nothing to do with her own feelings.

“Ow,” Lance complained, rubbing his side and giving her an offended look.  “What was that for?”

Pidge rolled her eyes, opening her mouth to respond, but then motion in the distance caught her eye.  “Wait, what’s that?”

“Hey, don’t change the subject!” Lance said indignantly.

“Shush,” Pidge insisted.  “Does anyone else see that?”

The other Paladins squinted at the horizon.  “I can’t tell what it is,” said Hunk ruefully.

“They,” Keith corrected.  “There’s two -- no, three -- five of them?”

Allura held up a hand to block out the blinding light of the sunset.  “I think they’re getting closer…”  Suddenly, her eyes widened.  “Everyone get back from the edge!”

Keith and Hunk immediately backed up while Pidge squinted at the ever-enlarging dots.  “What are they?”

“Galra fighters.”  Allura’s tone was urgent.  “We need to get back to the Castle, now.”

Pidge nodded and took a step back, and later was very glad she did.  The fighters began blasting at them, and the Paladins raced toward the cover of the trees.  “Coran!” Allura yelled into her communicator.  “You need to bring the Castle to our location as quickly as possible!  The Galra are here!”

Suddenly, with a loud bang and a crumbling sound, a chunk of the cliff began to fall, revealing that they had spent the afternoon on an outcropping of the mountainside.  As luck would have it, Lance was on the chunk of falling rock.  He leaped for the new edge, his determined expression transforming into one of panic as it became clear he wasn’t going to make it.

Pidge acted without thinking.  As Lance passed the apex of his trajectory and began to fall in earnest, she reached out, managing to grasp his left hand in her own.  As their palms met, she felt a warm tingle race up her arm, but she couldn’t focus on that now.  Yanking with all her might, she managed to pull him toward her, changing his path enough that instead of falling to an early death, he crashed straight into her, sending both of them tumbling in a confused tangle of arms and legs.

The Castle soared into view, its defenses blasting at the small Galra force, and Pidge and Lance hastily extricated themselves from each other.  As they sprinted toward the Castle, Pidge was hyper-conscious of Lance’s shock, tension, and residual terror tinged with relief.  She glanced over at him to make sure he was okay, and her heart sank as her gaze landed on his left arm.  The arm that should have lacked a soulmark until he chose to soulbind with someone.  The arm that was now clearly marked with a very familiar curling, vine-looking pattern.

There was no use denying it to herself.  Pidge recognized that soulmark -- she had traced it up and down her right arm countless times, wondered who she would soulbind with, imagined it adorning the left arm of any number of her crushes.  Since meeting her team at the Garrison, she had often imagined it on the arm of a certain rakish fighter pilot.  Never once had she suspected it would ever actually appear there, and especially not by accident.  It can’t be true, she thought stubbornly.  There’s no way that’s my soulmark.  She rolled up her left sleeve to prove it to herself, only to find her fears confirmed in the form of a blue wave-like soulmark swirling from her left palm up into her sleeve.  For better or worse, she and Lance were soulmates now.

“Lance, I’m sorry!” Pidge repeated for what must have been the millionth time.

Lance turned away, trying to ignore the flood of emotions.  Why did girls have so many of them?  Guilt, regret, desperation, and anger, sure, but also a tinge of delight -- some part of Pidge was very happy indeed to have soulbound with Lance, and Lance felt disgust at having been manipulated creeping at his throat.

The trouble with being soulmates was that she could sense his emotions as well. “I promise, I really didn’t mean to soulbind with you!” Pidge cried, and Lance knew if he turned around to look at her, he’d see the tears in her eyes.

“Maybe you should have thought of that before taking away my choice in the matter!”

And suddenly, anger overtook Pidge’s mess of feelings.  “What did you want me to do, let you fall to your death?”

“I don’t know, okay?”  Lance stood, annoyed with the conversation, the whole soulmate thing, and especially Pidge.  “I don’t want to even look at you right now.”  He stalked from the lounge, his sense of Pidge’s emotions slightly lessening as he left her presence.  Despite the increased distance and the walls between them, both literal and metaphorical, he could feel her anguish all the way back to his room.

Despite their best efforts, the soulbond between Pidge and Lance continued to strengthen, and they began actively avoiding each other to avoid having to deal with the other’s emotions.  Unsurprisingly, the rest of the team picked up on this, and so it was that the next less busy quintant about an Earth week later found a very concerned Allura at Pidge’s door.

“What do you want?”  Pidge’s voice came out much more hostile than she had intended.

“I want to know what’s going on between you and Lance,” Allura replied without preamble.  “May I come in?”

Pidge huffed but opened the door wide enough to admit the Black Paladin.  “Fine.  Make yourself at home.”

Allura carefully climbed over the piles of clothing and dismantled technology to perch on the edge of Pidge’s bunk.  “Shiro explained your soulmarks to me when I first met all of you, but that doesn’t explain why you and Lance have been so at odds lately.”

“It’s because usually people choose to soulbind.”  Pidge tried and failed to keep the bitterness out of her voice.  “With Lance and me, it happened by accident, so while we can pick up on one another’s emotions and even hear a few of each other’s thoughts, that doesn’t mean we have to like it.”

Allura proved to have good intuition even without being Pidge’s soulmate.  “You have… feelings for him, don’t you?”

Pidge nodded miserably.  “He hates me now, though.  If I ever had a chance with him, it disappeared when I took his choice away.”

“When you saved his life,” Allura corrected.

“Yeah, well, that’s not how he sees it.”

Allura scowled.  “If Lance doesn’t realize what he has right in front of him, he’s even denser than I thought.”  Unexpectedly, she pulled Pidge into a hug.

While Pidge appreciated the gesture, she just wasn’t in the mood for it, pulling away after a few seconds.  “I just don’t know what I'm supposed to do about all this.”

Allura hummed.  “I don’t know, but I do know the mice made a discovery last night that may interest you.”

Pidge sat up straighter, intrigued.  “What did they find?”

“An old invention of my father’s that never really caught on,” said Allura.  “I can guarantee you’ve never seen anything like it.”

Pidge stood.  “Where is it?”

“Follow me.”  Allura left the cabin, leading Pidge through the castle down to a closet just off the ballroom.  She quickly unlocked the closet and began to pull out something very large.  “He never did… come up with… a name for it,” Allura panted as she dragged out whatever-it-was.  “It was supposed to be the next big musical innovation, but nobody could get the hang of playing it.”

Allura stopped and stepped aside, allowing Pidge to get a good look a large, oddly-shaped wooden box with myriad strings inside.  An odd-looking system of hammers seems to be the method for making sound with it, activated by pressing rows of purple and blue keys… Pidge laughed out loud when she realized.  “It’s a piano!”

Allura blinked.  “A what?”

“An instrument we have on Earth,” Pidge explained.  “It looks a little different, but the structure is basically the same, and it’s probably the most widely-played instrument on the planet.”  She pulled out a frequency sensor that had come in handy more times than she could count, set it to detect sound waves, and hit the key that would have been A on an Earth piano.  Somehow, even after ten thousand years, the note’s frequency was still a perfect 440Hz.  Delighted, she sat down on the bench and spread her fingers over the keys, glancing at Allura.  “May I?”

Allura laughed delightedly.  “Be my guest!”

Pidge needed no further prompting.  After stumbling through a few scales, she began to regain her feel for the instrument, gaining confidence as her hands remembered the skills they had possessed before she became the Green Paladin.  Soon she was gliding through lively sonatas, coaxing out haunting laments, and pounding out her favorite showtunes, too engrossed to notice when Allura quietly sidled from the room.  The only times she glitched were when she caught sight of her left hand, occasionally missing notes when met with the still-unfamiliar sight of Lance’s soulmark.

Completely absorbed in playing, Pidge failed to notice when the ballroom door opened once more, and even the increased sense from her soulmarks escaped her notice… that is, until Lance spoke, snapping her from her piano-induced reverie.  “I didn’t know we had a piano here.”

“Gah!  Lance!”  Pidge jolted away from the piano, cutting herself off mid-song.  “What are you doing here?”  Her words came out more hostile than she intended.

Lance scowled.  “I mean, I thought maybe we could talk, since you seemed to be in a better mood than usual, but I guess that’s not happening.”  He turned to leave.

“Wait!  That’s not -- I didn’t --”  Pidge’s less-than-cohesive sentences fell on deaf ears as Lance stalked from the room.  The fleeting joy of her music long gone, she buried her head in her arms, wishing she could block out Lance’s mix of confusion and hostility.

The next quintant, Team Voltron was back on duty, working to free planet Morixos from the Galra’s oppressive presence.  Lance and Pidge were able to set aside their argument long enough to form Voltron and defeat the fleet stationed in the system, but the battle left everyone emotionally taxed.

The blue-skinned Morixite leader seemed to pick up on this as the Paladins and Coran trooped tiredly into the celebratory banquet in their honor.  “What is wrong, Paladins?” she asked, and Lance hoped she wouldn’t overbalance as she tilted her oversized head to one side.  “This was a great victory, yes?  Let us celebrate!”

Hunk’s soulmark gleamed as servants brought out tray after tray of exotic-looking food, most of it blue, but nobody else seemed able to muster much energy.  Lance ate without gusto, unable to even enjoy the attention several charming blue girls were lauding him with.  That whole fight was way too close, he reflected grimly, forced to the realization that it was because of the tension between him and Pidge that it had taken them four tries to form Voltron.  From the shame and general grumpiness emanating from Pidge in waves, he figured she felt the same.

Sure enough, as the leader finished her heartfelt speech thanking Team Voltron for everything they had done, Pidge stood.  “I, ah… I need some time alone.”  Her voice shook slightly, and nobody tried to stop her as she fled from the room.  Lance watched her go, wondering if he should go after her.  Maybe I’ve been too harsh with her…  But, no, he could sense her feelings of stifledness, her desire to be anywhere but that banquet hall at that moment.  Near him.  It hurt, but he understood, and with a sigh, he turned back to the banquet table.

“Hey there, handsome,” said a sultry voice.  Lance turned and saw a Mixolite girl who, despite her resemblance to a bobblehead, was quite pretty.  “You look stressed.  Maybe you could use a back rub?”

Normally, Lance would have been tempted, but his mind was elsewhere that night.  “No, thanks.”

The girl looked hurt.  “Are you sure?  I give good ones, especially to boys as cute as you.”

“I said no,” Lance repeated a little bit harshly.  “Would you leave me alone?”  He pretended not to notice the other Paladins staring at him in surprise as the Mixolite stalked away in a huff.

“Aren’t you going to eat anything, Lance?” Allura asked, forcing a change of subject.  “It’s impolite not to, you know.”

“And it’s really good,” Hunk added.  “You have got to try the blue stuff!”

“Hunk, that’s literally all of it,” Lance deadpanned.

“Exactly!”

Lance had just begun reaching for a piece of elaborate blue bread when a burning tingle raced up his left arm.  “Ow!”

“What’s wrong?” Allura asked, her voice tinged with concern.

Lance felt a flood of emotions that were not his own -- surprise, panic, anger.  Intense pain.  He launched to his feet.  “Pidge!”

“Didn’t she say she wanted to be alone?” Keith protested as Lance sprinted for the door.

“I have to help her!”  Lance knew he wasn’t making sense, but there wasn’t time to explain.  Ignoring the disapproving looks of everyone in the room, he sprinted back toward the Castle.  As he ran, Blue seemed to sense his desperation, swooping from her hangar to scoop him up in her mouth.  “Thanks, girl,” he painted, trying to get his breath back.

Now… where is she?  Lance thrust the control sticks forward, zooming over the planet’s azure surface at full throttle, trying to steer in the direction where he could feel Pidge’s emotions most strongly.  “C’mon, old Blue, faster,” he muttered through clenched teeth as his Lion swooped upward, heading for the planet’s atmosphere.

Lance followed the sensation of Pidge’s fear and defiance, wincing at the burning sensation from her soulmark.  I’m coming, Pidge, he thought determinedly, pushing Blue to go faster still.

And suddenly, with a tingle from his palm to his heart, a thought pierced Lance’s mind that was not his own.  Lance?

The soulbond!  Lance had heard of soulmates occasionally communicating telepathically, but it was a rare occurrence even on Earth.  It’s me.  Lance put all his mental energy into transmitting the thought to Pidge.

I’m in a Galra fighter.  It was clear Pidge was trying desperately to hold it together.  I think we’re headed for Galra Central Command.

I’m on my way.  Lance could have cried with relief.  Pidge was a captive, but for the moment, she was relatively safe.  He’d make it to her in no time.  As these thoughts took over his mind, he felt a wave of hope from Pidge drown out her panic, and he urged Blue onward, determined to reach her before she reached Galra Central Command.

“So, little Paladin, want to hear what Haggar’s going to do with you once I turn you in and claim my reward?”

Pidge didn’t, but as her entire body seemed to be in a temporary state of paralysis due to whatever the smug Galra officer had hit her with, she didn’t get a say in the matter.  Making a valiant effort to tune out his grating voice as he droned about all the terrible tortures Haggar would put her through, Pidge gritted her teeth, trying to force her mouth to open.

About a varga later (though it felt like deca-phoebs), Pidge regained a bit of control, forcing her jaw open.  “You won’t live to regret this,” she spat.

“Oho!  The little Paladin speaks!”  The Galra officer glanced offhandedly in her direction.  “I suppose that means it’s wearing off.  Can’t have that, now, can we?”  With a flick of his wrist, he jabbed her again with his stunner, simultaneously giving her an electric (or quintessential?) shock and injecting something into her veins.  Pidge’s body spasmed, and if she could have screamed, she would have; it felt like she was being torn apart from the inside.

The Galra officer studied her face, smirking at what he saw.  “Much better,” he approved.  Pidge found herself wishing telepathic murder was possible.  Thankfully, the agony faded unnaturally quickly, replaced by stifling numbness.

Sudden sensation caught her off guard as a tingle down her left arm broke through the maddening nothingness.  I can see fighters ahead.  Which one are you in?

The lead one, Pidge replied hurriedly.  I can’t move, so you’ll have to find a way to get me out.

Got it.  Pidge reached out through her soulbond, clinging tightly to Lance’s determination and the knowledge that he was on his way for her.  Hope for her rescue battled with worry, which she stamped down.  Of course he’d be okay.  Of course they’d make it through this and be safe and together in no time.

A voice came on over the fighter’s communicator.  “Blue Lion approaching, sir.  What are your orders?”

“Blast!”  The Galra officer let loose a string of what Pidge assumed was profanity.  “Shoot it down!  Keep it away from my ship!”  Pidge felt the fighter accelerate to escape the Lion.

They’re turning around to attack!  Panic filtered through the soulbond along with Lance’s ‘voice.’  I can’t tell which one was in the lead!

Ignore them, Pidge insisted.  The guy who has me is trying to get away!

Through her soulbond, Pidge could imagine Lance taking a deep breath and setting his jaw.  Moments later, there was a muffled boom, and the fighter jolted.  Are you wearing your armor, Pidge?!  The sudden thought from Lance came accompanied by a surge of panic.

Yes… what are you planning?  Pidge had a feeling she knew, and it wasn’t going to be pleasant.

In the silent oblivion of space, Pidge couldn’t hear the Blue Lion’s weapons firing, but she heard them impact the fighter and felt the jolts as the Galra officer desperately tried to keep the ship steady.  Moments later, Pidge was blinded by a brilliant, fiery flash and crash that launched her out into nothingness, helpless to stop herself from spinning or control her trajectory away from the explosion.

Pidge’s flailing, chaotic flight lasted maybe a dobosh before sound returned and she landed heavily on something hard and flat.  “Pidge!  Are you okay?”  Black spots danced before her eyes, and the last thing she saw before consciousness faded entirely was a very concerned Lance.

“This isn’t my fault, is it?”  Lance stared worriedly at the motionless form of his soulmate floating catatonic in the healing pod.

“It was the fault of the Galra who abducted her, not you,” Allura assured him.

“For the twenty-seventh time,” Keith muttered.

Coran hummed.  “She appears to have been exposed to small doses of concentrated quintessence, coupled with some sort of muscle-freezing drug.  She’ll be okay, but it might take a few quintants.”

“Okay.”  As the rest of the Paladins and Coran left the room, Lance approached the pod.  “I know you can’t hear me right now, but I need to get this off my chest.”  He took a deep breath.  “I… I’m sorry.  When you soulbound with me, I thought… I didn’t know what to think.  I pushed you away when I should have been thanking you, even though I could feel how much it was hurting you.  And, well, if you want the truth, it hurt me, too.  I care about you a lot, Pidge.  I mean, understanding you as well as I do now with the whole soulmate thing, it would be hard not to, but it’s more than that.  All this time we’ve been in space, I’ve realized you make me smile like no one ever has.  You’re smart, and funny, and brave, and kind… I guess what I’m trying to say is, every time I flirted with alien girls, every time I tried to get Allura to notice me, I was lying to myself.  Deep down, it’s always been you.  The truth is, I’m in love with you, and I’ve been a real idiot to not realize it sooner.”  Lance squeezed his eyes shut, pressing his palms against the surface of the healing pod as if to pierce through Pidge’s coma with love alone.

Searing heat.  Lance gasped, his eyes snapping open just in time to see Pidge's soulmarks begin to glow -- a quick look revealed that his own were glowing as well, more brightly than he had ever seen.  The monitors beside the healing pod went haywire for a moment before settling to a normal, healthy pattern.  The surface of the pod dissolved, and Pidge collapsed into Lance’s arms.  “Lance…?” she murmured, her voice ragged.

“I’m here, Pidge.”  How was this possible?  He held her tightly against his chest, gently rubbing her back.

“I heard what you said.”  Lance let go of Pidge in surprise.  “About… you know.  This.”  She held out her left arm, where Lance’s soulmark still glowed brilliant blue.

“How, though?  And how are you okay?”

Pidge shrugged.  “Humans have had soulmates for thousands of years, but we still haven’t figured out much about what they can do.  What we can do.”

“Hey, if it means my soulmate doesn’t have to spend several more quintants in a healing pod, I’m fine with that.”

Pidge shuffled her feet.  “So, um… about the whole accidental soulbinding thing… we’re cool, right?”  Like, you’re not still upset about mmmf!”  She let out a startled noise as Lance shut her up with a kiss.

[harley-style]

kallura + langst

keith and allura became a thing in the middle of a heated battle

they kick ass and actually talk things out because theyre both straightforward people.

keith raises concerns about lance's "crush" towards allura, and admits he'll be very much jealous. allura assures him she will talk to lance.

when lance finds out he gives them both a bright thumbs up and both sigh in relief.

lance is screaming inside. not because of allura.

because during keith's stint as the black paladin, lance started getting confused over whether he liked allura or was developing feelings for keith.

eventually, he concluded that while he was infatuated with allura (seriously she was a Woman) he considered the connection between him and keith to be deeper and more meaningful. thus, he loved keith more than he liked allura.

he tried denying it which is why the conversation between hunk and pidge teasing him about allura happens, but the boy loves keith and kept it a secret. during shiro's return and them going back to earth lance comes to terms with his feelings and tries to talk to keith and fails

and then kallura.

kallura's affections are very much real aand are very strong which is why lance doesnt truly resent the two about it. he's never seen keith so settled and happy, so he steps aside.

keith confronts lance about his assumed feelings for allura and lance just coldly ends it with "you dont know me well enough to assume I was in love with allura, keith."

keith is confused, allura is too. shiro suspects but respects lance's wishes to stay silent.

meanwhile, lance is dying inside. it turns out keith only cares about him in a distant, team family sort of way.

he ends up confessing to red, who kind of grows protective over lance, who's heart burns like the hearth of a home. and kind of snubs keith for a hot second before lance gets red under control.

when they get to earth and lance spends some time with his family, he gets the hanahaki disease.

rachel is the only one who gets an answer out of lance and is immediately wary of keith but lance snaps her out of it

NONE of the paladins are aware of lance's feelings for keith except shiro

shiro definitely does cknfront lance about his sickness but the moment he sees petals fall out of lance's mouth he puts two and two together and is promptly horrified

shiro keeps making glances at lance and kallura and its pissing keith off

lance tells shiro off. "I know you're worried Shiro, but the last thing Keith and Allura need is for me to get in between them. Drop. It." "But Lance, you–" "Don't you GET IT? I DON'T MATTER SHIRO. NOT TO THEM. Please...just...leave me be. I'll last till the end."

keith and allura, eavesdropping, wonder what that was all about but cant make heads or tails off of it.

at one point post battle. lance ends up coughing flowers right after the battle, and though he cleans it up, a little blood is left in the corner of his lips.

allura sees this and brings attention to this. shiro tries his best to play it off for lance's sake and lance catches on quickly, but keith isnt having it and has coran check him.

lance feels light headed and escapes to the bathroom

there he pukes a lot of blood and flowers, collapsing but not unconscious.

this is how allura finds him. she rushes him to a pod and NONE of the paladins can figure out what was wrong with lance other than "he's got persistent flower seeds in his lungs"

keith shouts at shiro who visibly flinches but gives in and explains.

the team is horrified.

but they still think lance is in love with allura.

in thus universe the hanahaki is still just that obscure angst trope so theres no known medical record of curing it other than shiro's words of "only if his love is reciprocated"

keith and allura "take a break" from the relationship to try and convince lance that allura loves him

it goes about as well as you could expect. lance sees through the bullshit.

allura tries, she really does. shes so so so so so very scared of losing anyone else she loves so if pretending to love someone she doesnt is what it takes to save lance, then she's damn well going to do it.

as for keith, yeah, he admits he and lance didnt really get on with each other in the start, but dammit, lance has been part of keith's small circle and damn if he was letting anyone else he loved get away from him

nothing allura does works. keith storms shiro's room, who had just assisted lance (who was in the bathroom at the time). keith confronts him and asks why lance isnt cured yet.

shiro stalls and shifts around the issue, uncomfortabel with revealing a secret that isnt his to tell. other than him, lance is the only one with homosexual tendencies.

"Why the fuck isn't Lance cured?"

"Maybe it's because you're using the wrong person, asshole."

Lance has never been more intimidating while standing half naked with only a towel around his waist.

"For fuck's sake, I love you, Keith Kogane. Not Allura. This whole pretending to reciprocarte my feelings plan was never going to work."

"But...you've always been in love with her!"

"I was never in love with Allura! I loved the idea of being her boyfriend!"

"But why Keith?"

"You're his girlfriend. You tell me."

"I think they can't understand why you went from hating Keith to loving him."

"Oh my god. You really thought I hated you? EVEN AFTER SHIRO'S DISAPPEARANCE? I was you literal RIGHT HAND Keith, and your biggest supporter! Just...forget it." Lance leaves the room and cries in his own room. Oops.

From then on Keith and Allura spend the rest of Lance's life left apologizing and just generally beibg a better friend after talking with Shiro. Keith spends time with Lance while Allura fruitlessly spends hours with Pidge and Coran researching for a cure that doesnt involve reciprocation. She fails, but Lance appreciates her efforts.

Some angsty fluff happens with everyone and tears are shed.

Finally, at the end, it isn't Allura who sacrifices herself to the cosmos, but Lance, who, even without Quintessence to spare, went on a separare mission to enact a ritual that enables him to act as the sacrifice instead of Allura. This puts the Hanahaki disease on hold, but he keeps the fact that he paid a higher price to exchange it with another curse a secret. He just ends up coughing the remaining petals

He hugs Allura tight and kisses her cheek. He gives everyone else a tight, heartfelt hug. Hunk hugs him the longest, and Shiro's is the most desperate one.

To Keith, he cups his jaws, Keith grips Lance's waist tight (this is purely platonic, remember that Keith has only NOW found a family worth fighting for and cannot fathom the idea of losing any of them. Read: Shiro.) and doesn't want to let go. Lance looks at him fondly, before dropping two rings in Keith's palm. His final blessing for Keith and Allura.

Keith is full on crying, begging Lance not to go, he can't leave them like this, not like this, there has to be another way. Lance smiles sadly, tells Keith not to worry about it. Allura hugs them both tightly, which prompts everyone else to pile around him as well.

As Lance fades away, he gives Keith one last gift. A flower that falls as soon as Lance's lips land on Keith's forehead.

Afterwards, after a funeral for Lance, Lance's mother gives Keith and Allura their share of his belongings that were divided according to his will. In that box, they find a photo album, Lance's phone, and two letters, addressed to each of them.

[whalechief]

Pre-Orderes for Kasama Zine are open and will be until Nov 13th! Be sure to grab your copy and enjoy the Filipino Keith content! Anything ranging from a wonderful celebration to a dangerous cryptid encounter.

[melancholia00]

Allurance, Sheith, and Klance being like that until Season 8 drops and murders us all

[unratedpizza]

Ah can I make a request? Keith trying to get Allura to try milkshakes again when they return to earth (she’s still a bit traumatized after learning where they come from)

little did they know, more milkshakes equals more probability having a stomach ache

[rizavii]

if u like transgender kallura uhm. hiiiii. if u don't like kallura u should let me try and change your mind <3

Summary:

The Transgenderification Beam (Patent Pending) continues to do its work. Lance is a good friend.

[dailykallura]

Not about to say ‘always’, but I’ve been opposed to s8 having an established kallura storyline in the same way A/L did (a la they get together 8.01 and continue til she leaves in 8.13, or s8 Allura/Lance but swap Lance with Keith).

What would have personally been more satisfying (to me) would have been Keith and Allura having a moment together that evening, actually spending the 10-15 minutes of date-centric animation to having them discuss her feelings of not belonging. Keith springboarding off of that conversation to share his thoughts about their place in the universe. Let him apologize to her (again) on screen, with them having a deeper-than-usual discussion as to why they each said what they said in 7.06. Possibly culminating in Keith and Allura implying that their feelings for the other are obviously a lot deeper than platonic. We wouldn’t get a kiss here, but maybe a hand hold and a focused smile on each other, pull back, view sunset, end scene.

And the rest of s8 focuses on Keith trying to make Allura feel more valued, more loved, more important with his use of metaphors and direct speak. He wouldn’t be shown kissing her or anything, but he’s shown to be more… upfront with the fact that he clearly cares about Voltron tying them together and as such, they are all family and are all in this together, they all belong. He says this multiple times throughout the actual s8, so showing it more, we could see it in connection to Allura, and would solidify that yes, Keith does care deeply about her, and he wants her to feel like she belongs somewhere, if just for the short period of time they’re on Earth or on Atlas.

And Allura actually begins to feel more connected to people because of Keith’s actions, beginning to cheer up and be able to calmly initiate and reciprocate affectionate gestures between her and Keith (rare because they are fighting a war, but welcome nonetheless), actually allowing herself to feel like she’s home.

I’d retcon the parallel between Lance and Alfor to be more than ‘loving Allura’ (keeping Lance as Red’s paladin here), even if Lance would not have been Allura’s partner. 

The talk between Zarkon and Keith at the climax of Honerva finding them in her mind should actually snap something in Keith’s mind about his Galra lineage and the Galran principle of ‘victory or death’ being that similarity he has with Zarkon: in following his love to the goal, or to their deaths.

And move the actual 8.01 garden speech to the end of s8, put it into Keith’s voice. “I will follow you across the universe” would land better with Keith after allllll the events of 8.09 and 8.10, because she would then connect it with how Keith behaved as she walked through the Oriande/Honerva sequences - and even how he behaved with her in previous moments where he’d stay by her side.

Then, after the big final battle and Honerva is neutralized, Neo-Altea is back, and Allura gets to FINALLY go home while they rebuild the Castle and celebrate her people, Keith finishes the rest of the garden speech, actually telling her he loves her, realizing just how much he loves her. Allura, eyes wide, voice breaking: “do you really feel that way?” and Keith responding “Yea. I do.”.  And then she smiles, holding his hand, saying that she loves him too, has for as long as she can remember. 

And THEN they kiss. Zoom out on Altea, end credits.

[kiwictrl]

the kallura side of fandom is so calm that its genuinely relaxing....... like watching a studio ghibli film or being under a really warm blanket

[autistic-writer]

VLD idea for possible fix it.

Lotor isnt an only child. He had a twin sister named Merla but due to the complications at birth Merla was physically weak as in she was constantly sick. Zarkon would later have Haggar give Merla a regular infusion of Quintessence to keep her alive seeing as Merla was a spitting image of Honerva.

She was gifted in Altean Alchemy but her condition prevented her from doing pursuing it further then basics. Until one day Haggar first tested the prototype Komar and had Merla as the spot the Quintessence would transfer over to.

When the planet Lotor governed was destroyed by Zarkon Merla finally began to recover. But upon learning Merla was his weakness had her banished with Lotor who continued to oversee her recovery.

Merla would later join her brother but was unaware of his Quintessence farm seeing as Lotor wanted to avoid tainting her purity... but her soul and mind began to be mutilated by the horrors of not only her fathers actions, but also of Lotor's actions. She for a time joined the Coalition and met Keith and a sort of relationship spawned between them si.ilar yo that of Lotor and Allura.

But upon arriving at Oriande where she recieved its wisdom she later learned where Lotor had recieved the Quintessence for their banishment from. It was the final straw and she secretly began her own plans. She saw that the Universe was tainted with evil and knew Allura may have been onto something with Haggar being Honerva.

Merla eventually located Alfor's darkest creation Dragos and once bonded with it had all the peices she needed. Once she learned of her brothers dark deeds to it's full extent... she escaped with him and his generals (under the pretense of being abducted) and reunited with her mother.

Merla stayed behind to cover their escape and would catch up soon but instead reunited with her mother as mother and daughter welcomed each other back. Merla desired Keith at her side as a lover though so once they wormhole to where Dragos was hidden she reached the gate and it became a battle between Sincline, Voltron, and Dracotron.

Merla's greatest ambition is to create a new universe one with peace everlasting and she wanted Keith as hers the same way Lotor wanted Allura. But Merla sees Allura as a threat to that and vines to kill her and make Keith hers.

Long story short Merla becomes one of the big bads with Homerva while Keith and Allura end up a couple seeing as the ones they thought they loved turned into such monsters.

[roggling]

After a dangerous battle, the Paladins return to the castle to celebrate, though, two paladins celebrated in a way that Allura didn't understand, so she asked her boyfriend:

Allura: *sees Pidge and Lance kissing* *turns to Keith* What are they doing?

Keith: *sweating* ...it's an Earth thing that we do to... confess... intimate feelings?

Allura: Intimate?

Keith: Yeah...like -um... romantic?

Allura: Oh!

Allura then grabbed Keith's hair and pulled him closer. She caught his lips and moved her lips against his at a steady rhythm, just like what she saw Pidge do with Lance. Keith's eyes were wide open as the Princess did this, completely shocked at her boldness and confused on whether to listen to the voice in his head telling him to join her. Sadly, their kiss was interrupted when Hunk pouted, "Oh, come on! And I thought I had enough of Pidge and Lance's PDA. Now, I'm stuck with you two."

Keith looked at Hunk with wide eyes and a red blush dusting his cheeks. Allura, however, was beaming and she seemed proud of herself. Keith found himself smiling back at her enthusiasm as she asked, "Like that?"

Keith chuckled and nodded, "Like that."

Bonus:

Keith and Allura are caught in a heated makeout session (which started when Allura asked what a makeout was) when they had to break for air. Allura looked completely dazed and her lips were red and swollen. She held on tight on to Keith's shoulders when she asked, "Are you supposed to get dizzy?"

Keith laughed and leaned in again for another round, "Only if it's good."

[tourmei]

2x12 // 3x02