#voltron hoodie

[yurikogane]

hiii... do people even like. do redraws over bases anymore cuz i fuck with a yuri snackrun..... uni au cuz fuck you i also done finished my finals okay im happy sue me!!!!!!

[movisual]

i got black compression gloves that are fingerless and theyre so nice but my stupid dumb idiot worm brain is chanting KEITH FROM VOLTRON every fucking time i look at them

[aro-oak]

exvuse me the what happened in the voltron fandom ???????

Right so idek if the show was that bad, but there was actual textbook queerbaiting in the advertising for season 8 (the final season). The fandom was EXTREMELY angry about it, and it was a mess after that. The assassination attempts were poisoned coffee and other food items given to the creators at cons. It was incredibly obvious and badly done however, so no one actually got hurt. This happened multiple times and may or may not have started before the mess that was season 8

[lanterndove]

You have literally just voiced everything that I've been thinking!

Does anyone else really miss Voltron sometimes but it's not really Voltron itself that you miss bc god knows that was a dumpster fire and a half in retrospect now that you are older than the middleschooler you were when the show irreversably altered your brain chemistry but like the feelings you felt when it was 2017 and you were reading some generic klance fic on ao3 at 3 am on a school night and season 5 just aired and it was so fun to binge it all in one sitting and your favorite fanartist drew really cute paladin fanart in lion onesies and you just preordered the paladin handbook and you said quiznak unironically or am i just getting old and depressed

[knightedmoon]

As someone that was on tumblr from 2013 to 2018 that exodus'd after the Great Purge, tumblr is a place I no longer recognize after attempting to come back several times in the last 2 1/2 years.

It's like you come back to your childhood home. It used to have original wood finish, stained-glass windows, oak cabinets, and crown molding, only for the house to now look like a gutted white/beige minimalist wasteland. Everything is too bright and shiny, the layout is completely different, the furniture is firm and probably not made to sit in.

You go back to your old room only to find someone living there. It's a completely different room with completely new items, and all of your old things were stuffed into a closet. You used to be able to open your bedroom window and talk to your next-door-neighbor and chat about shared interests and personal accomplishments. Now when you open it, an entire Rube Goldberg machine activates to shoot flames into your face via flamethrower.

The doorbell rings and you are met with a Jehovah's Witness there to greet you, and you think, "How did you people find this place? This used to be a closed community." Their 'good book' reads "bakudeku dni". There used to be a welcome mat that was fashioned in the stile of satanism and witchcraft. Matter of fact, this used to be a walkable community, now it's gated with an HOA.

You go into the kitchen for a simple glass of water, but nothing is placed where it used to be. Once you finally find a decent cup, you arrive at the refrigerator for ice. Before, the refrigerator was a standard two (2)-door white fridge/freezer. Now it's a silver, stainless steel behemoth with a smart-screen and strange symbols in the water/ice dispenser. There's a poll on the smart-screen: "where do the vegetables go? In this drawer or in that drawer?"

You walk down a long hallway full of photos you don't recognize. At first. As you walk on, they begin to get more familiar, however dusty and light-damaged they are. As you near the hallway, you find a very busted, dusty framed photo of the Onceler. Beside it in a similarly damaged frame is a photo of a skeleton in a blue hoodie. The final photo in this hall of fading memories depicts the clock from "Don't Hug Me, I'm Scared".

You reach the basement door. Curiously, the door itself is the same even if it's just been landlord-painted white. When you open the swollen door, you are hit with a cloud of dust that makes you cough. The light switch you flick on and off produces no light, so you return to the kitchen to scroll around in the drawers for a flashlight. Once acquired, you brave the dark basement. It gets hard to breathe, between the dust and the thick air. Quickly you realize everything you knew before has been stored here. You shine the light upon a box with scribbled sharpie. "Voltron".

You shudder.

More and more boxes and piles look familiar. "Danganronpa". "Vampire Diaries". "Dan and Phil." Upon the well windowsill is a novelty box with the words "Rise of the Brave Tangled Dragons". The farther you go into the basement, the more battered the boxes are. All of them are homes to some kind of spider.

And there... in the very darkest, furthest corner of the basement, is a mountain of boxes, all labeled, "SuperWhoLock".

As you've taken in the house that is no longer the home you know, you stand on the front porch. A single tear falls from your eye. Why come back?

As the wind blows, you hear a jingle. You look up and see an old wind chime that hadn't been removed. Along with the metal and the beads, the charms on the ends depict a feather, a bow, and a pair of glasses with a handlebar mustache attached to them. Another tear falls when the wind blows again and the chimes whisper,

"Just girly things."

[strawberijasper]

Paladin redesigns

So... my friend @adaphyl and I have been working on a Voltron rewrite because canon Voltron? Eughdghf god awful, we all know. But it's ok, it's not real it can't hurt us.

We've been working through the cast and redesigning characters. I'm posting the paladin redesigns first just because my Altean redesigns need a bit more explanation... there's a lot of lore and I just don't got it in me rn.

I say these are the paladin redesigns but I did also include Keith's dad for reasons, we called him Jim. Anyways here are my redesigns as well as some notes on our rewrites of the characters (I will go more into this at a later date, but for now just some important notes).

Keith:

He's trans ftm, wears a binder. He needs to be wrestled out of said binder because he will wear it for too long. He is on hrt but has been off of it for a while cause space.

Keith is itty bitty, we made him 5'5.

He has more non-human features, the stripes on his arms are Galran markings, as well as the "freckles" on his face. He does get more Galran features in the future (will be in a future post).

Shiro's son.

He's autistic because I say so (I'm projecting but also honestly none of them are neurotypical lets be real).

Lance:

Lance is amab and nonbinary, goes by he/they.

Fuckboy with a heart of gold but like... genuinely. He comes off as a fuckboy to many people but he truly is just a silly little guy. Canon Lance but far better.

He's average height, 5'10.

He wears friendship bracelets made by his nieces and nephews, and always has hair ties on him for anyone who needs one. The anklet is from his mother.

Shark tooth necklace is because it's his favorite animal (and because sharks are MY favorite and I'm projecting).

Pidge:

Transmasc genderfluid, uses they/them pronouns primarily but is fine with any.

Pidge is still the shortest, around 4'11 iirc.

Pidge is aroace because I say so, romance and sex repulsed they do not give a shit about any of it.

Their hoodie was originally Matt's, they stole it in order to sneak into the Garrison and decided to just keep it. Pidge misses their brother.

Pidge wears a binder and is very good about not wearing it for too long. They set a timer for how long they should wear it and will take it off as soon as they can, as well as set reminders for break days. They are on top of this shit.

Hunk:

Hunk has tattoos (not pictured, we're working on designing them). We wanted to really represent Hunk's culture and because he's Samoan we wanted to give him some traditional Samoan tattoos as a treat.

He's everyone's bestie/big brother actually and I love him can you tell I love him?

iirc he's around 6'0 tall.

Paints his nails the voltron colors, one finger for each member. His thumbs are painted yellow so he can point to himself.

Shiro:

Shiro is a trans man, he has had top surgery and is also on hrt.

Shiro is Keith's stepdad... kind of. Kind of stepdad kind of adopted dad. Simply dad.

Shiro is also around 6'0, shorter by Hunk by an inch.

Oh he also has a tongue piercing hehe haha.

Jim (Keith's bio dad):

Jim is Jim.

No but really, he was in fact a firefighter, we are keeping that. He dies in a fire and Keith now wears his dog tag.

He may have held hands with Shiro at some point :3c

There isn't much to say about him (I simply don't remember everything) but just know I love him.

[sonekwi]

☆ ⸻ the white paladin, keith x reader

chapter five: training

characters/parings: keith, female reader

genre: fanfiction

summary: the team spends the day training, but barely any progress is made.

word count: 2,977

links: previous, next, wattpad, masterlist

     After getting the Black Lion, the team had to act fast. Sendak was entering the Arusian atmosphere.

     At first, you guys weren't entirely sure what to do. You had only fought aliens once before, and even then you didn't defeat them. You just managed to get away.

     Unfortunately, that uncertainty almost caused you all to get captured. But the others had managed to form Voltron by some miracle, quickly saving you from the hands of Sendak at the last second.

     After that, you and the White Lion helped Voltron take down Sendak's ship. And it felt nice fighting alongside the others. It felt nice knowing you had an important role, and not one where you were sitting on the sidelines.

     Now, you lay in your bed staring at the ceiling. You're bored out of your mind and replaying the battle in your head can only entertain you so much. You wish you could access the internet, watch some Netflix, or listen to Spotify. But out in the middle of the universe, cellular service isn't a thing.

     You sit up, deciding you might as well wander around and get familiar with the layout of the castle. You toss on your hoodie, forever grateful that you brought it with you the night you left Earth, and leave your room.

     The empty, quiet halls of the castle feel weird to you. You're so used to the crowdedness of the Garrison, the constant noise of chatter. You begin to imagine what the halls would have been like ten thousand years ago. Probably filled with royal servants waiting to answer anyone's beck and call.

     You don't get far from your room when you pass by another. You stop, hearing the scraping of metal on the inside. You backtrack a bit and peek through the open doorway. Keith sits on his bed, sharpening a knife.

     "Hey," you say, knocking against the door frame.

     "Oh, hey," Keith says and quickly sets the knife down. "What's up?"

     "Nothing. Just bored," you shrug and enter his room. You plop down next to him.

     Keith smiles softly, "And you want me to make you not bored," he says.

     "Obviously," you smile and roll your eyes. "I do have a question though."

     "Ask away," Keith says.

     "What does your bond with the Red Lion feel like?" you ask, bringing your leg up to your chest. You hug your arms around it and rest your chin on your knee. If you can gain some insight on this Paladin-Lion bond, maybe you can figure out if that's what you feel with the White Lion.

     You never did get the official declaration like the others did. You don't know what the White Lion's personality is like, or what its Paladin should be like. You don't even know if you are its Paladin, or if you even should be.

     Coran said it was unfit for battle... yet it seemed to do just fine fighting Sendak.

     "I... don't know," Keith says softly. "I'm not sure how to describe it."

     "Okay, I just– I feel something strange with the White Lion. Almost as if it's... tied to me, tied to my energy," you say.

     "That seems about right," Keith says with a shrug. "I mean, I felt something pretty similar when we found the Red Lion. That was the moment that I knew I was its Paladin."

     You nod, "Okay, so I'm not crazy, the White Lion chose me."

     "Why would you think you're crazy?" Keith asks, giving you a confused look.

     "The last two days don't feel real," you say and stare at the floor. "One moment I'm in my dorm room, the next I'm in a completely different galaxy fighting aliens. This all feels like some weird fever dream."

     "Well, I'm pretty sure this isn't a dream," Keith says, "Because it'd be really weird that we're having the exact same dream."

     "Yeah," you sigh.

     "Hey," Keith nudges you. "I'll be here to keep you grounded. I'll tell you as many times as I have to that this is all real."

     You smile, feeling a warmth spread within your chest. Back at the Garrison, Keith was always holding you steady. Whenever you were feeling homesick or the self-doubt was creeping in, he was there for you. You're glad that didn't change.

     "Promise?" you ask, looking up at him.

     "Promise," he says.

The castle alarms go off and Allura's voice shouts throughout the halls. Your heart begins to pound wildly as she alerts everyone to a Galra attack, and both you and Keith jump from the bed and run out of the room.

You burst into the bridge room, where Allura stands with her arms crossed and a frustrated look on her face. Shiro is already there, and Pidge and Hunk run in shortly after you. Lance, however, is nowhere to be found.

The alarms stop and Allura sighs.

"I guess this isn't an actual attack," Shiro says.

"And it's a good thing it wasn't because it took you too long to respond. You must always be ready to battle with Zarkon," Allura scolds, pacing in front of the group. She then gestures her hand at you all, "I mean, look at you! Shiro is the only one in uniform! Where are you guys' bayards? And where is Lance?"

Just as your brother's name leaves her mouth, he enters the room. You slap a hand over your mouth to suppress your laugh. The sight of your brother dressed in a matching set of pajamas, a bathrobe, and slippers fashioned after the Blue Lion is almost too much to bear.

"Good morning everyone," Lance says, "What's going on?"

Allura shakes her head. "Coran and I have been up for hours getting the castle back in order. We had to run a rest on the alarms, so we decided to test you as well. Guess which one failed?" she growls, staring all of you down.

Hunk yawns, "Hey, you guys got to sleep for ten thousand years. Monday night, I was on Earth, and so far I've flown through space, fought some evil aliens, and eaten weird goo in a castle. It's... a lot to process."

You purse your lips, No kidding.

"You must understand the stakes of our mission," Allura says, pulling up a screen. She presses a few buttons and the map of the universe fills the room again. "Over the last ten thousand years, the castle picked up distress beacons from the following locations, so we have to assume that Zarkon has conquered almost the entire known universe."

The majority of the blue stars, galaxies, and coordinates turn red. Only a small chunk of the map remains the same. Allura spins it so that the chunk is in the center of our focus.

"Earth is over here, so an attack on your planet is inevitable," she says. "And our mission is to free all planets. Coran and I are getting the castle ready to leave Arus. In the meantime, you need to learn how to form Voltron again."

Shiro nods, "The princess is right. Let's get to our Lions and start training."

⁀➷

You sit in the White Lion, watching the others try to figure out how to form Voltron. You wish you had a bowl of popcorn because some of their ideas are absolutely ridiculous. If they knew what they did to form Voltron when fighting Sendak, maybe it would be easier for them.

But, you're not entirely sure what they did either. It just kind of... happened.

At least you can spend the time theorizing about the White Lion's flaws. So far nothing feels broken or useless about it. It flies just fine.

You wish it would talk to you like the Blue Lion talked to Lance.

"I'm sorry to interrupt, but I may be able to help," Allura says over the intercom. "Yesterday, you didn't form Voltron until you were in the heat of battle. I need to run a diagnostics test on all of the castle's defenses, so this should help!"

"Oh, crap!" you jump out of the way of a laser blast. The particle barrier rises around the castle, the turrets ruthlessly engaging.

"Allura! What are you doing?" Keith shouts.

"Like I said, running a diagnostic test and inspiring you!" she repeats, her voice too cheerful for the situation. "I believe in you, Paladins. Let fear be your guide! Form Voltron!"

She's freaking crazy! you dodge another blast, adrenaline pumping through your veins. The White Lion growls and you can feel its annoyance.

"Please, stop, have mercy on us!" Hunk begs as he narrowly escapes the blasts.

"You think Zarkon is going to have mercy on you?" Allura asks, "He's probably on his way right now to destroy us all!"

Lance turns the Blue Lion around and heads towards the castle. "Screw this! I'm getting out of here!" he shouts, but the castle's barrier repels him, knocking the Blue Lion to the ground.

     Your dashboard flashes red, warning you that the turrets have locked onto the White Lion. But, just as soon as it happens, the shooting stops and the castle's barrier drops. You pause, wondering what the heck is going on.

     "Uh... so much for that," Pidge comments.

     "I don't know about you guys, but I'm heading back inside," Hunk says and the Yellow Lion flies towards the castle.

You shrug and do the same. As you bring the White Lion to its hangar, the large doors open upon sensing its presence and allow it inside. And when its large claws touch the ground, it lowers its head to let you out.

You sigh as you exit the Lion, and just as you are about the leave, you feel something pull on your energy. You stop in the entryway and glance back at the Lion. A wave of loneliness washes over you.

You look around the hangar, now realizing it's where King Alfor had stashed the White Lion. You can only imagine how long it stayed in there before being sent away to an unknown place, only to be alone again.

You're also now realizing that the Voltron Lions are much more sentient and emotional than you originally thought. 

"Hey, (y/n)–"

You scream and jump out of your skin at Lance's sudden appearance. "Don't sneak up on me like that!" you glare at him.

     "Whatever," Lance rolls his eyes. "Everyone's going to chill in the lounge if you want to join."

     You glance back at the White Lion with an apologetic face. You feel bad, but you should be bonding with your team when you can. There will be plenty of time to bond with the White Lion later.

     Lance leads you through the castle and into a room. A conversation pit sits in the center, and the others (except Shiro, Allura, and Coran) are already relaxing on the couches. You step into the pit and plop down next to Keith.

     Hunk tosses you a water pouch. You take the plastic straw glued to its side and poke it through. It reminds you of a Capri Sun.

     "I can't imagine how mentally drained you guys are," you say, recalling all the different things they tried to form Voltron.

     "No kidding," Pidge grumbles.

     "I don't understand how forming Voltron can be so hard," Hunk says with a sigh. "Why can't there be a button for it?"

     Lance lays down on the couch and rests a leg on the back of it. "Who knows? I just want this day to be over with."

     The doors to the room slide open and Allura and Coran walk in, the two of them talking about the castle's mechanics. But Allura stops upon seeing you all in the lounge.

     She smiles brightly, "You guys did it! You formed Voltron!"

     "No," Keith says, "The shooting stopped and the particle barrier shut down, so we just flew in."

     Allura's face falls. "What?"

     "Oh, sorry!" Coran says, "I had to turn off the castle's defenses to test the fire suppressors."

     You shrug. Either way, you're not complaining. With everyone being all over the place and still trying to adjust to this new life, adding more chaos isn't going to help.

     Shiro enters the room, "What are you guys doing in here? We're not taking a break."

     "He's right," Allura nods, "You should be training."

     Hunk groans. "We've been training. When are we going back to Earth?"

     "Well, I'm not going back until I find my family anyway," Pidge says.

     "Guys," Shiro says and rests his hands on his hips. "There won't be an Earth unless we figure out how to fight Zarkon."

     "How though? You guys haven't been able to form Voltron again," you say and take a sip of your water.

     Coran joins the conversation, "Well, I'm not surprised. The original Paladins fought hundreds of battles together side-by-side. They were like a pack of yalmors linked at the ears!"

     You raise a brow, what the heck is a yalmor?

     Lance sighs, "Yeah, that's definitely not us."

     "During the last attack, you're survival instincts forced you to work as a team," Coran explains, "But that will only get you so far. You'll have to become a real team if you want to form Voltron."

     "You should try working out on the training deck!" Allura suggests.

     "There's a training deck?" you ask.

⁀➷

     The next few hours are spent listening to Coran ramble on about being a team and doing various trust-building exercises. At the start, you're all for it, but as time drags on you get less and less enthusiastic about it.

The group is getting nowhere. Lance and Keith can't stop bickering, Hunk and Pidge would rather be doing other things, and Shiro is getting more and more agitated. You're honestly surprised he hasn't lost his cool yet.

     You sit on the floor of the training room with your back leaning against Lance's. Coran hands out refreshments while the group takes a much-needed mental break again.

"You have been working hard," Coran praises. "You guys should relax a little–"

"What are you doing?"

You groan and roll your eyes. Anytime the group tries to sit down and chill for a bit, it gets interrupted.

Allura stands before all of you, her hands on her hips. There's a disapproving glare on her face.

"You're supposed to be training!" she scolds.

Coran defends everyone, "Just resting a bit. You know, you can't push too hard.

"What do you mean?" Allura growls, "Get up, you lazy lumps. It's time you faced the Gladiator!"

"The what now?" you ask.

But your question is soon answered when the princess has the six of you positioned in a defensive ring, an Altean android standing before you. It bears a lengthy spear, the ceiling lights gleaming off of the blade.

You activate your bayard and shield, watching the Gladiator like a hawk. Beside you, Keith holds his sword close. You share a glance and smile at each other. If this is anything like the Galra soldiers you fought, this should be easy!

     "To defeat the Gladiator, six Paladins must fight as one," Coran explains.

     At his words, the Gladiator lunges towards you. Panicking at its immense speed, you stumble out of its way. But its reflexes are even faster. You aren't even given a chance to fight back as it knocks you off your feet and hits the butt of its spear against your stomach.

     You slowly pick yourself up, watching as the Gladiator turns to your teammates. It effortlessly takes out Hunk and Pidge, the two now lying in a pile on the floor.

     You feel like this is way too difficult for people who have little to no combat experience.

     Lance tries to shoot the Gladiator down but misses most of his shots. The ones that do make contact are deflected off of the Gladiator's spear.

     "Oh no!" Lance cries out. The Gladiator disarms him in a flash and throws him across the room into Keith. The two fall to the ground.

     Shiro stands before the Gladiator, probably the only one who truly stands a chance. Your eyes widen as his robotic arm glows a purplish-white, the scalding heat distorting the air around it. When was this a thing?

     The Gladiator attacks, but Shiro doesn't move. You recognize what's happening and quickly rush over to him. He froze like this on the Galra ship.

     Metal clashes on metal, and the Gladiator's spear pushes against your scythe. You groan, struggling to counter its strength. You have to think quickly.

     You swing your scythe to the side, hooking the Gladiator's spear in the crook of the curved blade. With the small opening you created, you swing the other end and pierce through gaps in the Gladiator’s armor. Sparks pop and sizzle, but the fight isn't over.

     The Gladiator aims its attack at your head and you barely dodge. It seems completely unfazed by the damage you caused. And in an instant, your butt hits the ground.

     Allura walks over and stands scowling. She powers down the Gladiator with a simple touch before beginning her lecturing and scolding. "That combat simulator was set at a level fit for an Altean child! You're not even close to working as a team, let alone ready to face Zarkon!"

     "You know what?" you growl as you stand up. Your eyes lock with hers and you step closer. "I'm sick and tired of you acting like you're better than us. Unless you put yourself through the same crap as us, you can just shut your mouth."

     "(y/n)," Shiro says, his voice low with warning.

     You clench your jaw and leave the training deck before you do or say anything you'll regret. But you're right. If Allura showed just a morsel of empathy and understanding, maybe she would see some progress

[bruja-londra]

I’m gonna need yall to stop this madness already

Why’d they do that to her

[katyarn]

Rules, Introduction

Hello, my name is Kat and this is my blog, I write fan fiction for a variation of different fandoms AUs and am not opposed to commissions for ocs

Genres I’m willing to write for are,

Fluff, angst

Some examples of fluff or angst would be arguments, comfort, casual dates, sweet movie nights or hurt

Smut

About anything would be fine however I’m unwilling to write about piss kinks, huge age gaps or incest, stepcest is fine

Characters I’m willing to write for are,

Hazbin Hotel; Alastor, Rosie, Charlie, Husk, sir pentious, cherri Bomb, Angeldust, Valentino, Vox, Velvette, Lucifer, ADAM, lute

Helluva Boss; Luna, Moxxie, Millie, blitz, Verosika, Asmodeus, fizzarolli

Voltron; Keith, Lance, Pidge, Hunk, Shiro, Princess

Mha; class 1A, monoma, shinso, tenko, himiko, Dabi, Villain deku, Villain katsuki, villain shoto

Bsd; Dazai, Chuyaa, fyodor

Saiki K; saiki, kaido, chiyo, Aiura, rei

Atla; zuko, sokka

JJK; sukuna, toji, megumi, gojo, itadori

Genshin impact; any male character + Ayaka, Ei, Yae

Haikyuu; Hinata, kageyama, sugawara, suna, kenma, Kuroo, tsukishima, terushima, sakusa kiyoko, Yachi(my favorites) will write for any other character as well

Creepy pasta: Jeff the killer, Ben drowned, slender man, Jane the killer, eyeless jack, hoodie, ticci Toby (other requests)

[reveseke]

Incorrect quotes — Voltron

Kolivan : You look good in that hoodie.

Ghost galra!reader : You know where else I'd look good?

Kolivan, zero hesitation : My bed.

Ghost galra!reader, at the same time : By you're side- wait, what?

[perpetuallylatetothefandomparty]

Summary:

Keith Kogane is the only student wearing a hoodie in the middle of summer. There's a reason.

asdlkjfhaslkdfjhasf this is set pre-canon, when Keith's in foster care

[yourcomputerr]

[ID: a simple portrait in a sketchbook of Pidge from voltron, coloured with alcohol markers. she is wearing a black turtleneck under a green hoodie. the drawing has a light green background. end ID.]

happy birthday pidge you are now my first piece of voltron fanart 😳

[rizavii]

[image description: a marker and pen drawing of Pidge from Voltron: Legendary Defender. they are wearing a light green hoodie and are facing forward and looking up. Pidge is against a background of yellow, with green leaves, flowers, and circuitry. the drawing is small and rectangular, and is against a white surface. "guardian of nature" is overlayed in slanted green text, with the word "guardian" above and to the right of the drawing and "of nature" below and to the left. end description.]

yall know the drill. sheithers and shaladins dni!

[yeeiguess]

Art

[ A digital drawing of Keith and Lance from Voltron sitting on a bench/couch of the Castle of Lions. Lance is talking animatedly, with on foot on the bench and his eyes closed. He's gesturing with his right hand. He wears blue lion slippers, blue jeans, a dark blue, cropped sleeveless hoodie with 'blue paladin' written on it and a short sleeved crop top in a brighter blue underneath. Keith is turned his way, one leg folded with his foot under the other leg. He has his arm on the headrest and his head on his fist. He's looking at Lance with a love-struck face. He wears black pants and a black shirt, with his usual black, white and red boots. In the background, Hunk is seen giving money to Pidge.]

Instagram art account : @_spark.art

[klanceficsthatmakemeripmyhairout]

Hi! I’m trying to find a klance fic that I read a long time ago. It was an au where Lance played basketball and went to college and Keith was some rich people’s adopted son who wanted to be a mechanic. The college with the basketball team was called Altea College I think. Shiro and Allura were together. It was definitely a long fic, probably around 100,000 words. It was explicit. At some point Lance is consoling Keith and he says “Sometimes the way we feel just doesn’t line up. But it doesn’t mean you’re not enough.” I remember because I wrote it down lol

Could you help me find it? I’m desperate 😭😭😭

hello my lovely!! there’s no way that this is not the fic LMAOOOO i filtered for rich keith (voltron) and basketball and there it was lol i will be adding this to my to read list ENJOY!!

follow my lead by klancekorner

rating: mature

published: 2017-07-12

completed: 2018-01-15

word count: 117,792

chapters as of october 19, 2023: [14/14]

summary: [ Becoming “hook-up buddies” with Lance Sanchez was just supposed to be a small, insignificant fraction of Keith’s life. But of course, things don’t work out that way at all.

aka a Friends w/ Benefits AU that nobody asked for where Lance wears sleeveless hoodies, plays basketball in abandoned parking lots, and follows his dreams, and Keith comes from a high class, reputable family who never let him have any dreams of his own. They go home with each other and don't expect it to matter until it totally does.

Keith POV and Lance POV ]

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It is always morally correct to make a character the biggest nerd ever here’s how to do that

References galore “Well fuck me gently with a chainsaw” “Sleep well little jim for when the morning comes the dark deed will be done and my soul will be damned” “Guys look Narnia! *points at closet*”

Dont make them look like a nerd most nerds don’t wear glasses and wear hoodies all the time i’m a nerd and i look like a fucking hippie

Fake curses from shows “Kleb (3below)” “Fuzz buckets (wizards)” “Quiznak (voltron)”

Not every nerd is into mainstream media so do your research maybe you need like star wars and that ok but they also might be into this anime made in 1982 that only you mother has heard of

Fan merch: nerds love fan merch because most of the time it’s a lot cheaper than real merch from the creators and sometimes the creators suck so the nerd might pirate it