#sklance

[gabicogatito]

sklance.

what they don't tell you is that a well-written fic can get you to ship anything, and i mean ANYTHING. notp? not anymore. you will stay up late thinking about and crying over them for the rest of your life. characters you don't even know from a piece of media you've never engaged with? fuck it, they belong to you now. problematic ship that you loved to hate and now just love to love, that you must never tell your friends about? don't worry, ao3 knows how to keep a secret. like. a well-written fic will have you acting UP and that's a fact baby !!

[hikarinonodera]

Lance is a bimbo. The reason he’s not a himbo is because he’s more feminine. Shiro would be a himbo.

Bimbo Lance supremacy

He’s like a Jessica Rabbit kind of bimbo. Or Harley Quinn.

[a-biochemist-not-a-bird]

Soulmates are a gift. People you fit with, a place to belong. Which is really great and all, but Lance Hunter’s soulmates have such absolutely awful taste in music and if he has to listen to Colbie Caillat one more time- 

Or the soulmate AU where you can whatever song your soulmate’s listening to gets stuck in your head for @agentsofchallenges march madness week 2. 

[kiritsubo83]

[littlecofieart]

“Our new home.... “

We were finally given a go to show our work that we made for the wonderful Orion - A Shklance Zine @shklancezine !!

Lance wasn’t allowed to put handprints on Shiro so he made sure to put a lot on Keith. :3 

@paladinpuppypile wrote a sweet fic that matched with the image so we decided to team up on this project.  We’re working together again on another zine!

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[bohacowa]

I wrote a shklance fic

It’s gonna be 3 chapters long total and Lance has amnesia. Enjoy!

[incorrectvld-quotes]

Keith: Okay, so you're thinking if Lotor and Sendak are trained to act in a certain way, we'll be able to predict what their next move will be?

Lance: Yeah. Maybe Pidge will be able to slap it into one of those algorithmic, geo-profiling, hot-zone hot-pocket deals.

Shiro: Put it just like that when you ask.

[atlascrocs]

BITCHES IT'S LANCE MCCLAIN MONTH

[songsforfelurian]

Something Worth Fighting For

Miraculously, I just uploaded a new chapter of Something Worth Fighting For. Chapter 21 is called “Projection,” and you can read it now on AO3!

[bnnuyboikase]

Here’s my preview for the piece I did for the @shklancezine also made a bookmark, so go check out the zine! It’s filled with a bunch of amazing contributors!

Preorders open Jan 10th!

[konn493]

Reading soft fics makes me want to have a bf, gf or some one to cuddle with...

[hikarinonodera]

Exchange student Lance Au

Bottom Lance in all relationships. (Make-shift high school or college name) excepts foreign exchange students from all over the world. This time they’re looking for someone to house a cute/adorable Cuban boy when he moves out of the hotel they put him in at first. Sheith, Punk, Lotura, Jamkaid, and Romatt are competing to house him and possibly add this cute accented Cuban into their poly. But they also have to help him with English since he doesn’t know it well. So, since so many people are applying to house Lance, (Make-shift high school or college name) decides that Lance gets to choose who he wants to stay with during the time he’s in the hotel. But he’ll only be in the hotel for two weeks. So the Five Poly’s have to try and earn his trust and affection to get him to move in with them. Who will win? The relationships don’t necessarily have to be poly and other people can compete for him if you so choose.

This is what inspired this au.

[musicanddancingthroughlife]

Feed, Pt. 2

Lance woke up feeling cotton-headed and bleary-eyed. No matter how hard he tried to focus, he couldn’t remember anything since meeting the two gorgeous vampires. Sure, they’d been starving, but he had been in a similar situation and he was totally willing to be their last meal, if needed. He’d even made sure his friends were safe before he headed the hunters off. He’d been hoping when he headed towards the woods that he would get the chance to hunt, but the hunters had been faster than expected. Forcing him to constantly move was very effective in starving him out, and the church had really been a last-ditch effort. It was an old one, primarily used by witches from the town, but the magic was old. The witches had been driven out months before. It was honestly a miracle Lance and his friends had lasted as long as they had. He figured if he was gonna die, he could at least die well-rested. And dry. It smelled like rain was coming.

 But the real question was… Why wasn’t Lance dead? After feeding those vampires, he was as good as. And… where were his clothes? No way it was a full moon already… right? Or had he really lost that much track of time while starving? He caught a scent, somehow still incredibly delicious though thoroughly dead, and he tried to scramble to his feet, but it seemed he still lacked the strength to do so. One of the vampires from earlier moved to catch him, the scent creating a beautiful sunburst of light in his mind, reminding him of hunts with his pack, fun-filled afternoons with his friends, happy childhood memories. Lance whimpered.

 The other vampire came to his other side, working with his friend to help Lance to a nearby pew. “Shhh, shh. You’re okay. You’re safe. You’re fed.” A questioning growl slipped through Lance’s throat, and he cringed, regretful that he couldn’t seem to form real words and had to resort to such primal ways of communication, but they didn’t seem offended.

 Instead, the first vampire tossed his head, aiming to get his white floof of hair out of his face, and chuckled quietly. “Promise, you’re just fine. I just think we gave you a little too much to eat, sorry about that.” The other moved to push him back so he was laying on the bench as he continued, “You were just so generous, letting us feed from you, and there are hunters around and we couldn’t just leave you to starve or get caught, so we took you to the woods with us—”

 “Hunting animals is a lot harder than I thought it would be, but we managed okay between the two of us.” This shorter, younger vampire (and he was younger, Lance’s head was clearing a little now and he could tell from his scent) sounded irritated, but he also looked amused, so. Lance was just gonna go with amused for now.

 “Right, and we hunted for you and you were too weak to do much at first, but as soon as you smelled the fresh blood, I think, you transformed—”

 “Does transforming hurt, by the way? Because it looked like it hurt.” Lance thought he smelled nervousness coming off of this vamp, but the floof guy settled a large hand on his shoulder and he calmed almost instantly.

 “You transformed and kinda went crazy on the deer we caught. And we didn’t know how much was too much, or even if it was okay to try and stop you, so you might have gorged yourself and then passed out, so we just brought you back here and waited for you to slip back into this form…” And here he hesitated, but his partner had no qualms.

 “You do know the full moon was four days ago, right?”

 And damn it, because if that was true, then Lance was in trouble. He leapt up from the pew, but Shiro and Keith caught him in an ironclad hold before he could run out of the church and probably to his death. “Guys, guys, I was supposed to meet my friends ages ago, you gotta let me go!” But he knew he was struggling in vain. The vampires had had more time to settle and regain their strength, and from the sounds of it, Lance had had a couple of forced transformations.

 The younger simply looked at him. “Nah, I think we’d rather have an explanation, actually.”

 His friend nodded. “And then we’ll go with you to find your friends, if you want.”

 And it was funny, when Lance looked at them, he thought he saw a weird gleam in their eyes, but he convinced himself he must’ve been imagining it. Instead, he slumped in their hold and they eased him back to the bench, settling him in between them.

 “If what you said is true,” Lance said after a short pause, “then that first transformation was a delayed one. Would’ve taken more out of me. And yes, absolutely would’ve hurt. Like hell. Kinda glad I don’t remember that part.” One of the vampires growled, but Lance just continued. The sooner he finished this, the sooner he could take off. He hummed thoughtfully. “I was starving… Probably didn’t have the energy to shift. Part of that might have been me, actually… I don’t like shifting without eating first, makes it harder to control the wolf when it’s hungry. But I was almost definitely too weak to transform. Hmmm… And then smelling the blood… The wolf probably just got too desperate, so I transformed to go for the food. Previous starvation, plus a forced shift, plus all that food at once… No wonder I passed out, honestly. How long did it take me to transform back?”

 He glanced up at the vampires, surprised to see they  looked so upset with him. But the older answered. “About twelve hours?”

 “Ya, that sounds about right.” Lance cautiously moved to stretch out his arms in front of him, then lifted his legs parallel to the floor and stretched them out, too. The vampires were staring, but he didn’t pay them any mind. “Well, my body seems to be in working order. I should probably be heading out. My pack and friends will be wondering about me.”

 But when he stood, the vampires stood, too. Lance frowned. “Um. Guys? I said I’m good. I appreciate what you did for me, really, but I need to go. And I’m sure you have better things to do than just follow me around, so—”

 “What are you talking about?! You saved our lives!” Lance didn’t know what to say to that. Why did this guy seem so angry right now?

 “Well, I mean. Ya, I did, but you saved mine? So aren’t we even?”

 The older vampire gave him a fond look. “Of course not. You saved both of us. That’s two. We only saved you once.” Lance stared at him in disbelief. “Vampires take debts very seriously.” And how the hell did he say that with a straight face???

 Lance snorted. “I actually know for a fact that’s not a thing about your species.” They both gave him sheepish looks, but they still seemed very determined, so Lance shrugged. “But maybe it’s a thing for you two, so whatever. So long as you can keep up, I guess.”

 He swung his arms, stretching his limbs as he approached the large church doors. “You ready for this? Those hunters will be closing in soon, we might have to break their ranks, so you better be ready.” The bright grin he shot them caused their hearts to melt, and they moved quickly to join him, stopping him only to introduce themselves properly before they made their break for freedom.

 The older put his hand on Lance’s arm, squeezing lightly. “My name’s Shiro. This is Keith. What’s your name?”

 Lance turned back briefly, shooting them a look full of promise and mischief. “Lance.”

[xpastelwingzx]

Looking for Voltron rpers

Hey I'm just looking for Voltron rpers willing to rp on discord or Kik. I mainly rp Keith but I am willing to do Adam or Krolia, I have a few ships I love like Klance, Sheith, Sklance, Keith and Kuro, krolia and Kolivan, adashi. I have one idea I would love to do for soul mates and such if anyone wishes to. Message me for my discord or Kik :)

[enjayas]

My friend got PMASR printed and gave it to me for my birthday. She even got the insanely talented @gunmetalrose to create some freaking GORGEOUS cover art for it. As you can see, the surprise nearly killed me!  Please give your friends birthday gifts responsibly... 😅💦

The best friends really know how to embarrass you. Thank you @voltronismykink69 I feel so loved and roasted at the same time. 😂😄💖✨

Cover art under the cut

[incorrectvld-quotes]

Lance: I wish we could have bumper cars all year round

Keith: Go to the grocery store and sit in those driving carts and I'll ram into you

Lance: That's a good idea, LET'S DO IT

Shiro: I'M COMING TOO