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What really annoys me is that I love Voltron but the fucking fandom is so fucking toxic. Like, people who ship one ship would start shit with people who ship another. I seriously don't understand why people are acting like this, some of these people are in their teens and are acting like fucking five year-old. And that's an insult to five year-olds cause I work with them and they are nothing like that. I literally don't mind what ships other people ship, it's not going to harm me when they say who they bloody ship together, they can express who they ship and don't ship.
If you don't like that ship then you can kindly tell them instead of making a massive thing over it like it's the end of the fucking world. Just because the character you ship with is in the same ship as theirs. I saw a post on Instagram where someone received a DM from this person shipping Sheith. Telling them that Klance will never happen and that it's not canon king, and never will be. I don't know if I misheard but didn't Shiro say Keith was like a brother to him in the recent season?
I understand that people will ship those two together still and I encourage it but why the need to going into a Klance shipper's DM and harrass them over their ship? I'm actually asking why some shipper's need to act in such a manner just because some people ship two characters together that they don't ship.
Sorry for my rant but thanks for reading.
*Lance does something stupid/overdramatic*
Keith: I want a divorce.
Lance: We aren’t even married!
Keith: *mutters* we could be...
Lance: ...
Lance: WAIT WHAT
ok so I started writing a klance fic a year ago and it’s decent? Ish? But I never finished it soooo should I? It’s a soulmate au but done weirdly (aka I’ll probably have to fix it) and sorry to any Allura fans but she’s dead when it starts
also they never went or go to space
ANYWAY should I finish it or do I abandon it and leave it in my drafts foreverrrr (if I do finish and post it it’ll be a one shot and also the first fic I ever post so lemme know)
I can't explain in words how much I LOVE this 😍
My 1st time drawing Allura! I only drew 4 separate poses before I got one that looked alright. She's definitely the type that wants to look pretty while kicking your ass lol 6 cards done, 1 to go!
I depend on you.
Yay klance 2024 almost 2025 who cheered.
Original under cut
By sometimes317 on Twitter
I realised I don’t normally draw much nature so get ready for a bunch of overcorrections babeyyyyyyyyy
They’re on a date btw.
Based on that scene from OK! Madam. Klance brain rot keeping strong 2021.
Meeting the doggo
Alien Amusement Park, Part 6/6 - Fortune Wheel
Well this has been a nice ride, everyone. But we’ve reached the end.
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | You are here!
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Alien Amusement Park, part 5/6 - Smile
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Alien Amusement Park, Part 4/6 - Hand
“Non local moron tries to be nonchalant and make a joke, gets more than he can HANDle. “
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Alien Amusement Park, Part 3/6 - Cute
Lance’s inner monologue: “He is Not that cute. Just turn around and you’ll s-“
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Alien Amusements Park, Part 2/6 - Fun!
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Part 1/6 - Alien Amusement Park
Shiro, tired and stressed: “We’re implementing the Buddy system cause none of you can be trusted.”
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Next parts are coming out soon. (Like very soon don’t worry)
For @renegade-grenade02
This is my part for a gift exchange in a KL discord.
Some Klance untitled thing I wrote to accompany some art I never did but I wanted to post before S7, enjoy
Soft lights illuminate a wide a full ballroom as a pleasant but not quite human tune echoes. The music itself is not very loud, but just enough to resound through the multitude of voices present. Aliens of all shapes and backgrounds had come together for what seemed to be a Coalition event. Thereof multiple conversations happen at once, which normally would overcharge Keith, but this time it doesn’t. Strange to say, for normally being trapped in a room full of people dancing around, talking and being boisterous would have him crawling out of his skin in need for some space and quiet. It wasn’t that the paladin hated people or parties, he just got overwhelmed easily in this kind of settings, with all the sounds, movements and colours. Plus, it wasn’t his style to celebrate in big soirées with strange people and lots of dancing. Most likely than not he would rather not loose time in parties and banquets. He could be training, or spending time with his family, Voltron. But he wasn’t. Even if he’d rather spent this kind of activities near one of his friends, Keith was pacing alone. More surprisingly, he was pacing near the middle of the ballroom. Not in the sides, near the walls where he could fine a bit of relief and observe from afar, but near a sea of aliens dancing and cheering. He was really surprised he hadn’t felt the need to bolt yet. But no, Keith stood there with what seemed to be purpose, slowly inspecting his surroundings.
His hair was styled in a bun, keeping his unruly bangs out of his face, and his clothes were formal and way too fancy to seem confortable, but alien technology was something else so how could he be sure.
The song that was currently playing reached it’s end and another one started, this one more slow and calm. One of the aliens, who was dressed in a long lilac gown and stood in Keith’s line of vision, made to reach for another but tripped and almost fell, luckily for them their partner caught them. As they laughed and started dancing, Keith’s eyes lighten in what appeared to be recognition. Not even a second after a voice spoke to him behind his back:
“Hey”
He didn’t had to look to know whom this voice belonged to, he would recognised it anywhere, he had been waiting all night to hear it.
“Hi, Lance.”
The man in question seemed surprise to catch the soft smile spread in Keith’s face. But without commenting on it, or before saying anything else, he extended his open palm to the other man in front of him. Keith looked down as his hand as Lance began to speak.
“Care to dance?”
Keith took his hand without showing hesitation or surprise. Without wasting another second, the red paladin pulled him into the sea of dancers, as if to not let him change his mind. It took longer than that for their hands to find their place in each others bodies and their steps to synchronise, having gingerly started spinning with a sense of shyness that wasn’t completely awkward but didn’t lack hesitance. The sense left, however, once they found their rhythm, which lead to the brunette starting a conversation to fill the easy silence that had fallen between them.
“Nice to see you hanging around the crowd. Very unKeith thing to do, but I suppose that was the old Keith.”
“I’m still the same Keith, you know?”
“Yeah I kno-“
“I’m just smarter, WAY better at kicking ass and have the coolest pet ever.”
“Kaltenecker is better.”
“Yeah right.”
“She is.”
“Keep telling yourself that.”
“I could spend all night defending my girl’s honour, Kogane, don’t try me.” At that they both laughed.
“Guess we’ll have to dance all night long.”
“Guess we do.”
The silence fell between them again, along with the shyness that was recuperated after that exchange. Both their faces were tinted with a soft blush with didn’t fade away as they danced to the music. It took a while but finally Lance decided to break the silence again.
“Are you using the hearing things Hunk gave you?”
“Yeah! They are great for this celebrations.”
“What do they do? Hunk explained to me, but the technical info is different from real life testimony.”
“They tone the sounds a bit down so I don’t get overwhelm as easily as usual in this” he waved to the room and crowd around them “kind of environments.”
“So that’s why you were so jumpy and wanting to run away in the other parties, huh?” At that Keith chuckled.
“That’s part of it. The constant loom of danger and being attacked by spies and whatnot was huge chunk of it too.” Lance snickered and they almost collided with another couple dancing, were it not for Keith pulling Lance closer on the last second.”
“And how did you managed to deal with that?” The right hand asked while remaining closer the team leader.
“Well, this party and dancing around with you” his smile grew softer as he spoke “it was bound to happen”
A strong flash of light blurred everything before Keith’s eyes, once it was gone he blinked to find himself back in the cave he had made his home while being stuck on the whale’s back. His pet wolf was rubbing their head against his thigh as he was resting against the rock wall, them being the only ones there since his mother, Krolia, had gone for a walk.
The man let his hand rest against the wolf’s head and groaned. After so many months spent in here he was getting sick and tired of the fleeting visions that came once in a while. This time, though, what exasperated him was not being able to continue and see what happened next. Most of the visions were of the past and quite boring, most of the few that happened to come from the future were confusing; all of them altogether were disorienting. But this time, the vision had brought a glimpse of a future that wasn’t plague with fighting or conversations cut short. This time it was nice and he wanted to jump back into it so badly. A whine pulled him out of his reverie, Cosmo was demanding for attention and he could only chuckle at the adorable cosmic canine. So he proceded to pet the beast with both of his hands while his chest filled with hope for a better future. After all, what he just saw was bound to happen.
Keith's got a teddy. He's had it since he was eleven. He found it on the side of the road, and despite Shiro's protests, took it home with him. He fixed it up, patched it where there were holes and gave it at least three washes in soft detergant. Shiro wasn't impressed with it in the beginning but he liked it in the end. It was a hippo. Keith called it Mr. Hippo. He took it with him everywhere.
He got made fun of for it in the Garrison, his roommate saw it and told his friends, but Keith didn't care. Mr Hippo was his friend and he was going everywhere with him, no matter what. At sixteen years old, he still slept with the teddy and was unashamed of it. He couldn't sleep without it.
At seventeen years old, Keith flew away in a magical space lion and they had zero expectations of going back. Mr. Hippo was still in the shack. It was the main reason why he couldn't sleep on the castle, despite what Lance wanted to believe, and the main reason why he went to the training room and then passed out. If he couldn't sleep without it, then he could pass out without it.
Throughout the whole ordeal with Voltron, Keith didn't miss things on earth. He was exactly where he wanted to be, a pilot and in space and he had Shiro back. Everything was exactly where he wanted to be, where he was supposed to be. Keith wasn't made for life on Earth, he was made for the stars and now that he was here, he would never leave. But he did think about Mr. Hippo. He even thought about asking Lance to knit him a plushie to look like the hippo but he shut that down immediatly, unwilling to talk about his secret teddy that would no doubt be used to humanise him.
Shiro most likely wouldn't make fun of him for it, he probably would have smiled a little bitterly and reminisce on the life they used to have.
When Keith got back to earth, he visited the shack where he stayed for a year. Everything was the exact same as how he left it, conspiracy board up and string tied to it. Shiro's clothes that he arrived in lays on the ground in the makeshift bedroom, forgotten and deserving that position. He didn't dare to open the fridge, afraid of whatever would have formed in his oat milk. On Keith's bed, however, is something he could never forget.
Mr. Hippo.
A little dusty, but otherwise the same. Keith smiled softly and reached out to hold it gently, feeling something in him settle when he felt the familiar change of fabric on the back where he patched it with some pink curtains Shiro was throwing out. His stitching was bad then, and it had to be replaced many times over the years, but Mr. Hippo stayed the same. He stayed the same plushie Keith found on the side of the road, abandoned and left to rot in the dirt.
Keith brought him back to the Atlas where they were staying and Shiro did smile when he saw it. Lance didn't make fun of him for it when he brought it into the bed later on, and Keith slept better than he ever did.
Consider- Voltron but as a youtube channel
Shiro and Allura would be the original creators and it probably started as a podcast in Shiros room
They called it Voltron because Allura said that Voldemort was a stupid name for a villian and would have liked it better if everyone just called him Tom or Voltom
It became an inside joke
Shiro accidently said Voltom in front of her father and he thought he said voltron and mentioned that it sounded like a fun name for a metal band
Voltron was born.
Keith is their editor once they make youtube videos, also sets up the sets if they need one, and does it for free for like the first three years because Shiro abuses his role as his older brother
Shiro refuses to pay him for at LEAST a month when Keith realises but then he goes on strike and doesn't edit for them anymore and Shiro concedes
Matt is Shiro's roommate in college and out so hes in the videos sometimes
(People go bat shit crazy when they see he shaved his head in a momentary lapse of judgment, the hastag 'bring back Matts mullet' trends)
Pidge and Hunk join the cast once they become popular on youtube, and Hunk immediatly is swarmed adoring fans
The first video Hunk is in is a two truths and one lie where you get soaked if you guess wrong, like you're head is dunked into a bucket on water on the floor and the thirst traps are born of him soaking and laughing
(Pidge wins. Every time.)
Lance is the last to join and he first joins Voltron as a crew member but Keith doesn't edit out his remarks in a video and he's demanded to be in the next few videos
He goes back and forth between production crew and cast but Lance prefers to be with the cast
Keith left the sound in because he wanted an excuse to stare at Lance for hours while editing and knew the remark "god, Shiro might be built like a greek god but he is as stupid as a rock" wouldn't slip past fans
Their first trending video is called "Screams and Moans" but its all about how much Shiro hates the goverment and how its a corrupt concept thats been warped through time
Shiro did not pick the title.
Allura brings in Coran once they create a youtube channel because she's worried about how it will impact their lives but he literally cheers her on and works as a camera man for the first year when they couldn't afford to hire an actual production crew
Matt does not remember helping to create the channel or the podcast. Shiro and Allura do not speak to him for a week when they find out.
Slowly the channel grows and they create an instagram account, anither YouTube channel called "Lions of Voltron" which is a vlog channel that all seven have control over
Matt slowly but surely is intergrated into the main cast and he loves it but his mother doesnt because shes tired of beinf referred to as the Holt siblings mom instead of the awesome milf that she is
They include her in a video and Shiro is black and blue by the end because everytime he flirted with her (as a joke) Pidge punches him
Romelle is brought in for their sound and screen crew and Keith almost fights Allura because she purposefully sends him bad audio so that she can text Romelle with the excuse of it being for work
Shiro catches Lance and Keith making out during one of his vlogs and twitter literally breaks, does not run for two days with the amount people spam the website with them
Adam and Shiro dated before but broke up around the beginning of Voltron. Shiro calls him back after the channel is set up and they've gained a following because he realised he placed the channel above their relationship, and Adam realised that he let his own ideas of Shiro become obscured becausw of that. They talk again and agree to date now that Shiro has more time, and is willing to give him more
Adams first video as a part of Voltron is "Adjectives and Beards", a game where you come up with a the correct adhective out of four for a photo shown or you get hair glued to your body
He wins. Spectacularly.
God this was so funny to think of i might make a fic of it
My Voltron Fic is OUT !
" A baby with pointed furry ears wails in the night, purple eyes squeezed shut in pain, and a small line of red blood oozes down the side of his tiny head. A man holding a simple kitchen knife hovers above him, mouth parted in terror when he sees the figure in the doorway shaking with rage. She lunges and the baby wails louder.
Krolia does what she does best and protects her child. No matter what. The Blades of Marmora don't understand, until they do. Purple gems twinkle and laughter echos through the halls while silver blades turn red from stains that can be removed, but stay. The child wails no longer. "
A volron AU that follows Keith as he grows up with the blade of Marmora, and faces his trials to find a place! Possibly the longest rewrite of his backstory lol give it a check out for additional info like tags n stuff if you want
It's called Bigger Than the Whole Sky!
how is it I've got a 119 pages of a fic, grand total of 55k words so far, and NOT ONCE i describe what fucking colour an OC's hair is!?! I've mentioned it so much! I've mentioned Nikolai's hair so many times but its left to the fucking wind what colour it is i guess!
i love whatever this is called. if this gets 1 like i’ll make the whole team
i headcanon keith as a trans guy but he doesn’t have a deadname. like his parents just named their baby girl keith for some reason. so keith is just keith
“you could have named yourself something cool, why’d you pick keith???” “wdym🧍♂️”
i also think about when pidge told the team that they’re a girl, keith was unfazed bc he probably clocked/assumed pidge was also transmasc
trans keith is so important to me i hate him
voltron textposts because i fear the brainrot is getting worse </3
I like to think that Shiro is an over enthusiastic and supportive parent for all of his lil gay children
ponytail keith by eugene! source: https://twitter.com/imoshen
Imagine your icon following you around for a full two months, Just giving you life advice as if you were in an rpg
The Slave
Chapter 2: Arrival It took a few hours before they finally reached Shiro’s home. Lance had seen some fancy houses in his lifetime but this place definitely took the cake. Surrounded by beautifully colored, exotic plants and built atop a cliff that bordered the ocean, Shiro’s home stood out from the dense foliage due to its magnificent white marbled outer walls. At three stories tall, the house was both aesthetically pleasing and architecturally impressive; large open archways surrounding the front porch and wide rounded windows, flanking a set of hand carved double doors, revealed a lavishly decorated sitting room, and for a moment, Lance was at a loss for words. He hadn’t seen the ocean since before his captivity. and he was excited to see a small pathway winding down the cliff that he assumed led to a private beach. Shiro didn’t give him too much time to explore, however, and he pushed Lance forward, leading him into the house. Instantly the two were flanked by two maids, who took Shiro’s jacket and welcomed him home. One of them smiled curiously at Lance, but he could only grimace in return. Shiro shooed them both away, and began leading Lance towards a grand double staircase.
As they climbed, Shiro asked the question that had been on his mind for a while, “How many master’s have you had in the past?” It didn’t really matter to him in the grand scheme of things, but he was curious as to how Lance had kept his sanity while being used by several alphas from what he presumed was a young age.
Lance pursed his lips and didn’t answer. He wasn’t naive and he knew why his new master was asking. Alphas were always obsessed with the idea of being the first to tame an omega, and he was sure that Shiro was no different. He probably just wanted to know how many times Lance had been used by other alphas but he wasn’t about the reveal his past to a total stranger. When Lance didn’t respond, the moment they reached the top of the stairs, Shiro whirled around and gripped Lance’s chin, tilting it upwards, “I asked you a question,” he said firmly. “How many masters have you had before me?” When Lance still refused to answer, Shiro’s anger spiked and he slapped the boy across the face before pulling him back up by the hair. Lance surprisingly didn’t yelp, instead. he glowered up at Shiro defiantly.
“My plan was to allow you a few days to become acquainted to your new home but if you insist upon misbehaving, I will take you right now and believe me I will not be gentle.” The alpha growled menacingly. “I will ask you one more time, Lance, how many masters have you had before me?”
The threat seemed to resonate with Lance, who finally answered, “Four, but though they did touch me, none of them got as far as to penetrate me. I was still underage so apparently they wanted to wait until I was at least eighteen,” he admitted begrudgingly through clenched teeth. Seemingly satisfied with his answer, Shiro released the boy and gestured for him to follow. “You’re absolutely filthy and you reek of musk; I’m leaving you to take a bath and some clothes will be provided for you when you finish.” Lance grimaced and rubbed his jaw angrily, his scalp stinging even after he was released. Though he wasn’t too pleased at his situation, he had always prefered to be well groomed. At the shop, he was often just rinsed off with a high pressured hose and scrubbed roughly with a sponge. As for his masters, they often didn’t allow him to bathe until his stench became unbearable. He didn’t know enough about Shiro, but he wasn’t sure when he would be allowed to bath again and he planned to take full advantage of his master’s generosity while he could. Shiro led him down a long hallway filled with expensive art. The wall paneling was colored a deep purple with a gorgeous hand carved dark trim at the base. Statuettes flanked each door and the floor was made of a sturdy mahogany. About halfway down the hall, Shiro stopped and steered Lance towards one of the solid oak doors. “Inside,” he ordered, placing his hand on the small of the omega’s back.
Reaching out, Lance opened the door and stepped slowly into the lavish bathroom. He remembered staying in a five star hotel once with his last master and even that bathroom left much to be desired by comparison. An enormous whirlpool tub sat invitingly in the left corner underneath a six foot long window overlooking the ocean. Across from that was see through shower, large enough for five or six full grown alphas to stand comfortably side by side. Next to the toilet in the right corner was a lengthy countertop and overlooking that was an equal length golden mirror. Feeling dazzled, Lance let out a soft whine causing Shiro to quirk an eyebrow and Lance to slap a hand over his mouth. It was the first omega like thing, Lance had done in his presence and it was too late to take it back now. “So you can make noises,” Shiro teased, turning away from the omega to start filling the tub. “Shut up!” Lance mumbled, his face turning red. Shiro turned off the water and stood up to face him waving his hand dismissively in response to the omega’s embarrassment.
“Strip,” he ordered, gesturing to Lance’s tattered shorts. When the the slave remained still, Shiro sighed, “Remember, Lance, my threat still stands.”Gritting his teeth for a moment, Lance suddenly sighed in defeat. Despite his attitude, he was nowhere near as brave as he was letting off. Sure, he was used to punishment and could hold back the tears after being slapped, but the idea of being violently raped by an alpha scared him. He’d seen far too many omegas who had suffered that fate and it was extremely rare that they came back from that, sanity intact. Plus, as an omega, it would be extremely likely that he would get pregnant and have his child taken away. For an omega, that was a fate worse than death. His face flushing with embarrassment, Lance hooked his fingers into the waistband of his shorts and slowly slid them down his waist, dropping them to the floor and kicking them to the side before covering his lower half with his hands. Shiro tutted, “Remove your hands,” he ordered firmly. Lance snapped his head up, glowering at the alpha but did as he was told. Shiro drank in the sight - Lance was gorgeous. He was tall and slightly muscular with broad shoulders, and a thin waist; rare for an omega. His cock was average lengthed and nestled in a bed of soft curly dark hair between this thick sun kissed thighs. Lance shivered under the alpha’s unwavering stare and shuffled nervously in place. “Can I get into the tub now?” he asked self consciously, face flushed with humiliation. Shiro let out a hum of approval and finally looked away, much to Lance’s relief. “Very well. Take your time to clean up and I will return with some clothes. I think you’re a size medium, so it shouldn’t be too hard to find something.” Digging into his pocket, he pulled out a small silver bell which jingled slightly at the movement, “If you are finished before I return, ring this bell and the maids will lead you into your new room. As I stated before, if you behave, i will give you a few days to settle in but after that…” his hand reached up to brush Lance’s hair out of his face, “you are mine.” Before Lance could snap back, Shiro exited the room, leaving Lance alone and angry. Exhaling, the omega shook his head in frustration before sliding into the tub, his body relaxing in the warm water. He hated this, he hated having to obey the orders of yet another perverted older man, he hated feeling so weak and vulnerable, but most of all, he hated having to pretend to be brave. Standing naked and exposed in front of an alpha, it was all he could do to stop himself from trembling and collapsing at his master’s feet in a drool heap. His master’s scent alone was enough to prove how in control he was and most omegas would probably fall to their knees, slick dripping down their thighs, in the presence of such a man. Shaking that thought from his head he sunk further into the water, enjoying the feel of warmth his skin. About a half hour later, Lance stood naked in the bathroom, dripping water over the soft bathroom mats. Shiro hadn’t yet returned and Lance had taken full advantage of all the products at his disposal. His hair was now fluffy and soft and his skin felt silky smooth. Feeling slightly more relaxed, he smiled and rung the small bell that had been left for him. Within moments, one of the maids from earlier strolled in, carrying a soft fluffy towel. Lance took it gratefully and mumbled out a quick thanks, wrapping the towel around his waist. The maid nodded in response and led Lance from the bathroom further down the hallway. “This will be your room. The master will be back soon to bring you some clothes, in the meantime, make yourself comfortable and I will bring you some lunch.” He nodded and she opened the door and left him to get settled. Lance glanced around the room. It was small but comfortable, with a large four poster bed, a small desk shoved in the corner and a completely stocked bookshelf along the back wall. With a content sigh, he dried himself off and climbed onto the bed burying himself under the thick, warm blankets. He didn’t know when exactly he fell asleep but in what felt like no time at all, he was shaken awake by Shiro. Resisting the urge to lash out, Lance sat up rubbing his eyes blearily. The older man placed a small pile of clothes on the edge of the bed and sat down next to him. “Get dressed, the maid is almost done preparing lunch,” he said, leaning forward to brush Lance’s hair behind his ear. The omega stiffened at the alpha’s touch, but before he could protest, Shiro stood up, leaving him to get dressed in privacy. This was all so confusing. None of his other masters had waited this long to touch him; and though he knew the alpha said he would give him a couple days, he couldn’t help but feel irritated. He bought me for a reason right, why doesn’t he hurry up and…fuck there I go again. Why am I like this? I know I’m an omega but i’m not just a fucking hole! He thought angrily. He felt frustrated with himself. Ever since he was fourteen, he found himself struggling constantly with his own nature, and now that he was of age, the urge to be bred was always nagging at the back of his mind. He was already used to be being touched, and he hated the fact that his body often craved the physical intimacy. Growling in frustration, Lance shook his head and began to dress himself. No. I refuse to give in. The other masters couldn’t break me and this one will be no different, he thought with a huff. I will leave this place eventually; I’ll find a way to escape…somehow. And with that comforting thought. Lance sat complacently at the desk, awaiting his lunch. Previous Ao3 Link