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me: focus on finishing writing your totbilb au so you can post it
also me: SPIDER-KIETH x JOURNALIST LANCE





#currently in au hell#in 2025#expect a fic of this in the future#maybe idk#please bully me into writing in the replies#vld#voltron#voltron legendary defender#vld lance#vld keith#klance#klance au#spiderman au#spiderklance au
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I feel like we don't talk enough about the fact that Lance was top of his class as a cargo pilot. like everyone is so quick to demean Lance's intelligence because he's surrounded by the dictionary definition of geniuses in their own fields, but his line "fighter pilot, thanks to you washing out" to Keith means he was TOP RANK NUMBER ONE as a cargo pilot.
Lance is consistently infantilized and bullied for being a jack of all trades. his focus is spread, and even so he excels at what he sets his mind to. He, with little to no real gun or hand-to-hand combat training, becomes the team's designated sharpshooter. he also unlocks an altean broadsword , the only paladin to unlock multiple classes of weapons.
But he is the brunt of so many jokes because he's an empathetic, selfless, charismatic guy and a good friend BEFORE he's a genius. And honestly, i do believe whole heartedly that he is a genius, his focus is just so spread that he isn't a prodigy like his team members.
I love you Lance McClain.
#lance mcclain#lance voltron#voltron#voltron legendary defender#voltron character study#langst#voltron legendary disappointment#vld#vld lance#this was supposed to be like four sentences but i LOVE MY BOY#rye writes
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i wasnt gonna post this but that first little doodle had ppl yodeling on instagram so...... camp staff au
#if anyones gonna make a summer camp au its gonna be me bc i stg everyone who makes/writes summer camp aus has never been to camp before#and i just got back from camp so its on my mind lol#my art#voltron#vld#voltron camp au#(incase i make more)#hunk garrett#keith kogane#pidge holt#vld coran#princess allura#takashi shirogane#lance mcclain#matt holt
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Lance fell first Keith fell harder
But no one knows about Lance
Hear me out.
Lance fell in the Garrison when Pidge was not close enought to them. And he fell gradually.
So no one really noticed and it's only after Keith leaves that Lance really realizes for himself.
However on the castleship when Keith falls, he falls so hard that litterally everyone (sans Lance ofc) knows. And they all feel kinda bad about it.
So everyone is shocked when they get together cause 'you like Keith?'
Do you see the vision?
#klance#lance mcclain#keith kogane#voltron#vld#voltron legendary defender#maybe ill write this one day
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<slides in last minute> i made it to mermay! insp from this lovely piece by @speakswords
#if any of u dont know their writing UR MISSING OUT#klance#voltron#vld#keith kogane#lance mcclain#mermay#why is a mermaid wearing a watch you ask…. read the fic and find out
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Keith snags the cuff of Lance’s Garrison uniform. His gaze remains trained on the fading sunset before them, the soft orange glow finally sinking below the horizon, yet still manages to capture all of Lance’s attention.
“Don’t go,” he says. Lance’s mouth opens, brows rising in confusion; Keith’s grip tightens. “Don’t go on that date with Allura.”
“You—You were the one who convinced me, dude.” Honestly, without Keith’s supportive words no more than a couple minutes ago, he wasn’t planning on going through with it. He’s still not convinced that Allura is entirely enthused by the idea anyways but he asked so he has a promise to keep.
“I was being selfless.”
Keith hasn’t let go of his sleeve but Lance hasn’t tried to pull away either. They’re frozen, locked together. When Lance refuses to give any sort of further response, Keith finally pins his gaze on him. Something churns inside Lance’s stomach, anticipation of sorts, something that sets his nerve endings on fire.
Leaning forward on the balls of his feet, Lance crouches to match Keith’s height where he sits. “What would you do,” he starts, mostly a whisper, as his eyes flick around Keith’s face, “if you were selfish?”
Keith cups the back of Lance’s neck, draws him in until even the last of the sun’s rays can’t find a gap between them, and kisses him. Lance gasps against Keith’s mouth. Caught by the surprise and soft pressure, he quickly returns the favor. He wraps his fingers in Keith’s hair and falls to his knees.
All the while, twilight descends around them.
“That,” Keith answers when he pulls away. His eyes glimmer like the stars and Lance is hypnotized. “I’d do that.”
Lance ducks his head. He struggles to breathe, still caught up in the ‘what the hell just happened’ and ‘did what I think just happened really happen.’ Hesitantly, he touches his lips. “You need to be selfish more often,” he croaks, voice hitching against the back of his throat.
“So do you.”
An hour from now, Lance will still make good on his promise. He’ll bring Allura to his family’s house but she’ll be introduced as his friend and the woman who has saved him countless times. It’s something she’ll thank him for once the dinner concludes, confessing only platonic feelings for him and nothing more. He’ll never feel more relieved.
Afterwards, he will meet up with Keith. They’ll walk the midnight streets and enjoy each other's company while having a much needed chat. When they return to Earth after the war officially ends, he’ll bring Keith to his parent’s house as he should have done the first time and introduce him as his boyfriend.
Right now, however, in this moment, Lance leans forward to kiss Keith again.
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Inspired by @lunewarden's amazing art!
#klance#voltron#vld#voltron legendary defender#klance fic#keith x lance#my writing#a pre valentine's day treat!#i couldn't get that art of the s8 sunset scene out of my head
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I don’t think you’re getting it guys, there are two types of found family: the organized type, with “I chose you and I choose us’, healing together, and nurturing vibes, and the chaotic type, which mainly falls into the “good luck getting rid of me now” category like bringing home stray cats does.
Sometimes it’s just one, other times it’s both combined in some way. And both options are so fucking amazing.
#found family#found family things#writing#sing#sing 2#the 100#supernatural#voltron#mcu#six of crows#the last of us#percy jackson#amphibia#the owl house#stranger things#911verse#batfam#the dragon prince#haikyuu#the raven cycle#spy x family#merlin#lunar chronicles#ao3#the hunger games#julie and the phantoms#the good place#beyblade#beyblade metal saga#spiderman atsv
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i cannot get lance and keith painting the walls of their house together out of my head so now you guys also get to suffer with me
just imagine them in paint spotted t-shirts and keith has his hair in a bun and his bangs pinned up and lance has a baseball cap backwards on his head, betting on who can finish their two walls quicker and the loser has to clean up, them trying to slow the other down by flicking paint and stealing brushes and rollers and lance trying to swipe paint on keith’s face but then keith dips his whole hand in paint and pushes lance’s face away and then keith starts doubling over bc lance looks like an uruk hai and he just loses it so then lance goes swipes a line on his forehead like in the lion king and now lance is laughing too
#one of these days i’ll write all these mushy ideas into proper one shots but today is not that day#klance#keith kogane#lance mcclain#vld lance#vld keith#vld#voltron
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This is Klance to me. Do we see the vision
#klance#voltron#This is from bad boy blues by saffron a. Kent btw#Just like…imagining them for the first time kissing on the Atlas and these our Lance’s thoughts bc it’s a tragedy he’s never#Even kissed Keith before. That his first time has to be 5+ years after they met. That this should’ve happened ages ago#Sorry I’ve been thinking abt writing fic for them and this is on my mind
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explaining the MLB au i just posted
“what why did you make lance chat and keith ladybug” i put a finger to your lips and say HUSHHHHH
lance is chat AND marinette because:
he has deep insecurities and plays them off with lighthearted humor
tries really hard but gets little recognition
admires ladybug so much for his prowess but despises keith’s aloofness (doesn’t realize it’s due to poor socialization)
in this au his mom runs a cuban-style cafe! like the bakery! but lance is a college student who is in the same program as keith (chem)
i want vibrant lance to contrast with the element of destruction, to learn how to be comfortable in pain and rage
keith is ladybug AND adrien because:
he has no fucking clue how to socialize and struggles with leadership at first but learns with lance’s help
his aloofness is actually awkwardness like adrien originally (reminds me of felix a bit)
universally more recognized by press
in this au, he was adopted into the shirogane family but shiro’s parents sadly passed when shiro was in college. he models bc he said “sure, whatever” when his brother asked him to step in a shoot. rest is history
bro is too serious bc he’s anxious
anyways i know not everyone will agree but it makes sense to MOI!
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Random stuff from a Vampire!Keith canonverse fic I’ve had sitting half-finished in my drafts for the last year and a half. Sharing the art bc idk if it’ll ever see the light of day
#maybe I’ll just share what I have written???#idk if it’s better to post writing that I know I probably won’t ever finish#or if it’s better to never post it because unfinished works annoy people#shrugs#here’s some art from it tho#klance#keith kogane#lance mcclain#hunk garrett#pidge gunderson#pidge holt#katie holt#voltron legendary defender#voltron#vld#fanart#vampire!keithkogane
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tried and true
M | 8k+ | 1/4 | post canon fake dating | Lance/Keith
“I’m not pretending to date you, Lance. Especially not in front of your whole family. What the fuck?” Lance’s lip twitches for just a second before he catches himself, plastering on a smile. “Please?” he asks. “I’m not going to–” “I’ll be the best boyfriend ever, you’ll just have to play along, man. Please. Please. Please.” “Lance,” Keith tries one more time. Because here’s the thing: he wants to say yes, and – “Keith,” Lance drawls his name just so, in that way that is so terribly Lance, so familiar, yet still intense enough to send shivers down his spine. – and he’s, in recent years, never been good at denying Lance anything for too long.
or: Lance needs a date and Keith’s invitation got lost in the mail (or something like that! Don’t even ask!). They turn out to be really good at this whole pretending thing.
#HIIIII i wrote more post canon so it seems! hope u enjoyyyyyy! because i certainly AM enjoying this!#once again im taking all of my headcanons and slapping them into a singular fic#and by all of them. i mean a select few#anyways!!!!!! im looking forward to writing more of this hehe#my fic#vld#klance#klance fic#voltron
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How they like to be overstimulated~ teasing edition
Tw: dubcon ( cnc ), overstimulation, submissive boys~
You have been warned~
These boys like to be teased. Run your hands along his body slowly. Touch his chest, his thighs, his neck, his ass... anywhere but where he wants it, where he needs it. Licking and sucking on his sensitive nipples like they're candy. They'll be sore and puffy when you're done~
Then, when you finally, *finally* touch him... it isn't enough. Make him beg. Make him whimper and cry. After so long spent bricked up and waiting for you to give him what he's craving, he's desperate for whatever you're willing to give.
Make sure to drag it out. He says he wants you to hurry up, that he hates the teasing... but secretly, he lives for it. Extend the foreplay as long as you want. The longer the better.
So when you finally wrap your hand around his cock, finally stroke him, bring him so, *so* close to orgasm... he's begging for more, for you to keep going, don't stop! The poor boy's waited long enough, don't you think? He's spewing thank you after thank you, praising you like you're his god/goddess. Only to gasp when you don't stop.
"Wa- wait, w-what are you doing?! I- I just- *AH!~* c-camee!!" His eyes are rolling back as his hips buck wildly, away from your hand, back into it. It feels so good. His body doesn't know what to do with the sensations you're giving him.
"I thought you wanted to cum, dear. Did you not? Next time I can edge you for longer if you'd like~"
He sobs at your words, realizing now that you never planned on giving him a break. He gasps and moans, begging, pleading with you.
"Stop, stop stop stop!! It's- *ah~* t-too much!! Too much!!"
"That isn't what you say when you want it to stop, dear. Do you need your safe word~?"
The boy can barely process your words, but he doesn't use his safe word. And you could've sworn you heard him whisper "more~" under his breath.
So you make him keep cumming. Your hand speeds up, the other one coming up to rub at the head of his pretty cock. He keeps on cumming and cumming until you're satisfied or he passes out from exhaustion. When you finally let him rest, let him *breathe*, he's all tuckered out.
Aftercare is gently massaging where the ropes dug into his skin, rubbing in lotion to prevent the flesh from being too sore in the morning. Cleaning him up with a warm towel, gently to avoid giving him any more stimulation.
"You were so good for me, darling. So perfect. Hush now... rest. Rest, my good boy."
He's nearly passed out on the bed, his eyes closed, a soft smile on his face. Holding him close in your arms, you can feel his gentle, slow breathing as he drifts off to a peaceful sleep.
Bennett, Xingqiu, FREMINET, Sethos, Mika, Welt Yang, Arlan, Dan Heng, Sampo, Misha, GOROU, Kaveh, Xiao, Rody Lamoree, Eren Yaegar, Lance
#dead plate#genshin x reader#genshin impact#honkai star rail x reader#honkai star rail#gorou x reader#sampo x reader#bennett x reader#xingqiu x reader#mika x reader#freminet x reader#sethos x reader#welt yang x reader#misha x reader#dan heng x reader#kaveh x reader#xiao x reader#eren yaeger x reader#aot#attack on titan#voltron#vld x reader#top!reader#gender neutral reader#female reader#male reader#arlan x reader#rody lamoree x reader#lance mcclain x reader#rixy writes
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When he looks in the mirror, sometimes Keith searches for Shiro. He tilts his head, eyes tracing his nose, his hair, wondering if blinking hard enough will change things. It never does.
Keith knows it’s stupid— Shiro isn’t actually his brother. It’s just difficult for him to watch that empty seat in the dining room, hard for him to hear the deafening gaps in conversation Shiro would fill.
So he looks, and he tries. When Allura approaches him to strategize, his mind races to Shiro’s normal responses. If Pidge seems to work harder than normal, he lectures her, ignoring her muttered “isn’t that rich, from you.” Hunk cooks and Keith remarks on how delicious it tastes, thanks him for feeding the team. All of this leads to stares.
Nothing is seamless anymore, not even waking up. He has to walk by Shiro’s room every day. One time, he stepped foot inside, and left immediately after. Shiro’s walls closed in and suffocated him, pressured him. It still feels wrong to be occupying any space where his echoes ring out.
Black is no different. She reminds him that she knows, she knows he is not Shiro, tries to comfort him with soothing pulses. Yet all he can see when he looks through her eyes is someone who is smaller, angrier, and vulnerable. He can’t get comfortable in his seat. Keith never envisioned himself at the helm of anything, much less the team designed to save the whole universe. When he’s alone, and thinks of it too much, a gap between his ribs aches.
This team might be destined to save the universe, but Keith Kogane was never destined to lead it.
The worst times are when he forgets. He lets himself feel eased, laughs with the team like it’s natural, issues orders without deliberation or second guessing. In those instances, guilt weighs on him like a thundercloud. How could he have felt so familiar in someone else’s role? Keith quickly retreats, reminds himself of his place. Not the helm; he’s the stand-in.
All this self-loathing would be so much easier if it weren’t for Lance, badgering him constantly. Day in and day out, his new “right hand” constantly pushes him.
“Join us for dinner or I won’t participate in tomorrow’s training exercises.”
“Team movie night! Your turn to choose.”
“Are you sure that’s the right plan? I’ve been thinking—“
It’s fucking annoying when he’s thinking, but it’s all Lance seems to do. He offers up opinions constantly without being asked, shows up to meetings between Keith and Allura, knocks on his door after difficult missions. Keith can’t remember doing any of this when he was supposedly Shiro’s right hand.
“Why are you always on my tail, Lance?” Keith demands after a particular comment.
“Because you need it.”
Lance has a new confidence when he speaks, a bravado that doesn’t need flowery words. His voice is sure.
Keith knows he’s right. Part of him secretly relishes Lance’s feedback, uses his presence as a crutch. Another part of him is ashamed to rely on anyone at all. Shiro stood tall as a lone watchdog over them and barely needed help from anyone, much less the mess that was Keith. It makes him doubt his older brother’s judgement in choosing him for Black.
He’s exhausted from questioning himself, his brother, his teammates. At night, he tosses and turns, and every time he tries to train, Lance stops him—or worse—joins him. Keith has a looser grip on his sword and his words at night. Control slipping, he worries he will say the wrong thing as Lance takes him down with newfound skill that only time and practice bring.
“Since when did you get good at this?” Keith heaves from the ground, chest rising and falling quickly. Lance stands over him, smiling widely with pride.
“Since you needed a new sparring partner.”
Keith notices Lance doing this a lot lately, anticipating everyone’s needs. Suddenly, Lance wraps Pidge in blankets, tells Hunk not to worry about a broken gadget, and comforts the Alteans by listening to their stories.
With a pang, Keith realizes something: Lance is a better leader. The whole team probably knows it by now. Effortlessly, Lance fills new shoes without so much as a complaint, while Keith flounders trying to shove his square-shaped self into a circular opening.
When Shiro comes back, Keith doesn’t even register the differences between This Shiro and His Shiro. He grew up with nothing, so he isn’t one to look a gift horse in the mouth.
Instead, he did what he’d been itching to do since he first stepped in Black.
Keith ran away.
When he’s alone in his quarters at the Blade, he looks in mirrors. He searches for traces of Lance and sees none. Hands cold and stiff, he covers the looking glass with a sheet, unwilling to stare back at an unworthy face.
#lance mcclain#keith kogane#voltron#klance#vld#lance voltron#klance fic#klance fanfiction#girl who is addicted to writing a lance who knows exactly who he is and what he has to offer#surprise new character study! who cheered#bp / rp dynamics#on admiration: on wishing to remake yourself in your loved ones’ image: on distraction#who is this diiiivvaaaaa writing this ficlet in the middle of her research labbbbb#if there are typos my b I cranked this out on notes app while being irresponsible LOL!
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Keith is beautiful. So fucking beautiful.
The twin suns of the planet become the perfect backdrop, outlining him in shimmering gold. A concerning amount of dried blood paints the side of his face, crusted and flaking. His bottom lip is busted, his nose probably broken, his armor just as dented and bruised. Despite it all, maybe even because of it all, he’s stunning.
Enough for Lance to stop and stare as he picks himself off the ground after a Galra soldier punted him against the rocky cliff face. His teeth still rattle from the impact; his entire body is a scream of agony, but he manages to stand.
Keith flicks the blood off his bayard before it detransitions from its sword state. He steps over the body of the Galra soldier to stand directly in front of Lance. He pats Lance’s cheek, amused by Lance’s obviousness as a twitch of a smirk presses a dimple into the corner of his mouth.
“I didn’t think you hit your head that hard.”
“Shut up.” Lance grins, reaching out to hold Keith close. His free hand, gun still activated by his side, tangles with Keith’s wild hair curling near his jaw. With his helmet lost ages ago, his hair is a wild, sweaty mess, bangs plastered to his forehead. Lance gently brushes a thumb over a newly formed bruise, and Keith’s eyelids flutter at the touch.
They’ve been at war for years. Maybe Lance has gotten too desensitized to things and maybe that’s not a good thing—but that’s something he and his future therapist can discuss whenever—if ever—they return to Earth. But present Lance doesn’t have to worry about why he finds a battle-worn Keith stupidly hot; he accepts it. Because he can. Because they’re dating now. So openly admiring the Red Paladin of Voltron? Fully on the table as suitable options during any time of the day.
“Sue me for thinking my boyfriend’s attractive,” Lance mutters, breathy as if they just kissed but really he’s just tired from the battle, tired from the war. Every day weighs heavily on him but that weight is always easier to bear with two or six.
Keith cups his face with both hands. “I’m glad you survived,” he says instead of ‘I love you.’
Because they made some sort of deal with themselves, that since they started dating in the middle of an active war, they promised no ‘I love yous’ to each other, no concrete declarations of long lasting affection, nothing emotionally compromising. In reality, it means the same thing. They both know it does, but they continue to use the placeholder anyways as if the facade makes the situation less personal, less likely to destabilize them if anything were to happen to the other during battle.
Lance leans forward until his forehead rests against Keith’s. “I’m glad you survived too.”
One day he’ll say ‘I love you’ to Keith. One day he’ll say it on the shores of Varadero Beach with his family’s house only a few miles away. One day it will happen. Not if.
But until then, he wraps his arm around Keith’s waist as they hobble back to the rendezvous spot. He nuzzles his nose into the soft part of Keith’s cheek, ignoring the sweat, dirt, and blood, and smiles as Keith’s hair tickles his nose. Until then, he will whisper those words into Keith’s skin and dream about their future.
#klance#voltron#vld#voltron legendary defender#klance fic#keith x lance#my writing#just a small something to make the pain of losing vld from netflix a little easier
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Me when I read a fic but that one character is nothing like how they would normally act.
#it’s happened to many times#and the fic is always so good#but the character isn’t#it’s normally something like they are nice and amazing and someone makes them an ass#or they r normally more nonchalant and someone makes them really bubbly#i don’t want this to be taken the wrong way#it’s not always easy to write characters#but some people are writing them as if they are someone completely different#will byers#mike wheeler#vinsmoke sanji#black leg sanji#op sanji#< normally they make him a complete perv#like he is a little but come one guys…he’s not that pervy#roronoa zoro#jesper fahey#wylan van eck#wylan van sunshine#kieth kogane#lance voltron#byler#zosan#wesper#klance#ao3#ao3 fanfic#i love ao3#ao3 is my lord and savior
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