#klance mention

[stonedog64]

keith be upon ye

[beetlecakes]

I think Jay x Kai was my original klance but Jay x Cole is very special to me

[donniemines]

never thought i would see the word “klance” on a ranboo stream but here we are

[wheredyouhidemycoffenow]

The Favorite(also small klance mention at the end)

Coran: I care about all of the paladins equally.

Allura: the paladins just-

Coran: *already running over* LANCE ARE YOU OKAY

——————

Coran: hello numbers 1,2,4,5, and lance.

Shiro: could you call-

Coran: No.

——————

Allura: some of the paladins have been complaining about some favoritism about lance?

Coran: Blasphemy I treat lance and the not lances equally.

——————

Lance: Keith and I just started dating!

Coran: that’s great son! *internally: I must have a ‘talk’ with number 4*

[madeofstardust17]

Whumptober prompt 9. Shackled

Rating: T (description of injuries)

Tw: none, but I guess aftermath of torture?

Lance & team, a little bit of pinning lance at the end

I'm sorry this is kind of rushed

...

Lance felt numb. Well no, scratch that, he felt numb everywhere except for his arms. 

His arms were on fire. 

His muscles were screaming with pain, he couldn’t feel his hands, and his wrists were scraped bloody where the shackles were biting into his skin.

It was almost a relief that he felt numb, because he was pretty sure those galra soldiers had beating him up pretty well.

He had a cut on his eyebrow that was steadily dripping blood down the side of his face. 

He was pretty sure his ankle was twisted, and bruises and cuts colored his whole body. 

And he may have a concussion, but he wasn’t sure. 

The door slammed open, and pain erupted in his skull as if he was being kicked repeatedly. Again. 

The light and sound that came from the door, made his vision black out and his ears to ring. On yeah. Definitely a concussion.

“Lance?”

He knew that voice. Shiro.

He could have sobbed with relief. Instead, he groaned. Finally, he was going home. 

The team opened the door and the sight that received them made their blood run cold as they stared in horror.

Lance, without his armour, bloodied and bruised, was hanging suspended by his arms, his toes barely touching the ground.

The shackles were firmly wrapped around his wrists, which were bleeding, making a trail of crimson run down the boy’s arms.

“Oh fuck” said Keith. Shiro didn’t have the energy to correct him. Oh fuck indeed. 

“Lance?” Shiro tried not show the fear in his voice 

“Is he conscious?” Pidge’s voice sounded small and high, sounding more like the child she was than normally.

Lance responded with a groan. 

That kicked Shiro into focus.

“Hunk, guard the door. Make sure no one gets through it. Keith and Pidge, come with me”

The chains were tied on either side of the walls, and Shiro told Keith and Pidge to untie them

“Okay guys, slowly, bring him down, easy does it”

Lance’s feet touched the ground, but his legs wouldn’t hold him up and his knees buckled. 

Shiro surrounded him with his arms, propping him up. 

“We need to keep his arms up, he looks like he’s been suspended for a while”

“Why?” Pidge, ever curious asked 

“You know when you fall asleep on your arm and you feel pins and needles when you wake up?”

“Yeah”

“Multiply the pain by 50”

“Oh”

It was a slow process, getting Lance to lower his arms. 

Keith and Pidge each grabbed one, and slowly massaged the, gently, mindful of the bloody wrists. 

Lance gritted his teeth, trying not to make a sound. His muscles were cramped and stiff from the forced position, add that to the obstruction of blood flow, he was probably a sight to behold.

“Guys, we gotta move!” Hunk called from the doorway, his gun at the ready “we’ve been spotted”

Shiro cursed in something that was definitely not english. He looked at Lance.

The Cuban found that his tongue felt heavy on his own mouth, plus he was pretty sure his jaw was bruised, if not cracked, so speaking wasn’t really an option right now. 

So he looked Shiro in the eye, totally serious for once, and nodded. 

With a pained expression, Shiro told the other two to lower Lance’s arms completely. 

The pain from before had been nothing compare to what he felt now. He couldn’t even move his fingers, his whole body tense like the string of a guitar as what seemed like fire coursed through his veins. 

He choked back a scream as his muscles spasmed, and just buried his face in Shiro’s shoulder, trying to muffle whatever sound might come out of his mouth. 

Shiro just placed a hand on his head and held him, waiting for the initial wave of pain to wear off.

When the burning had gone from pure hell to simple insufferable, Lance exhaled, letting his body go limp. 

A moment later, he was being gathered in Shiro’s arms, too weak to even attempt (and most probably fail) to walk on his own. 

He dimly heard Shiro telling the others to collect his armour, which lay in a messy pile in one corner of the room.

He choked back a broken sob. 

He was going home. 

Now that he was moving, he could feel with horrible accuracy every single bruise and cut, wincing every time Shiro jostled him, which was pretty much always, since he was running. 

He could dimly hear the unmistakable sounds of a battle around him, but the concussion made it difficult to understand what exactly was going on, since one second he heard the sounds as if he was underwater and the next it felt like someone was screaming bloody murder in his ear. 

He didn’t dare open his eyes, too tired to even try, but nonetheless he grabbed onto Shiro as hard as he could, which wasn’t much, given he could barely feel his arms.

They still hurt, but at least he could feel his fingers, even though they were tingling. He wasn’t sure if that was a good sign. 

Something was happening. 

The shouts and blasts were louder than before, making the pain in his head spike. 

Shiro was shouting something, and then he was manhandling Lance into a firefighters carry. He wanted to warn Shiro he was going to throw up if he kept moving him around, but his mouth wouldn’t move. 

The he was being transferred into someone else’s arms, and he desperately tried to hold on to Shiro, but the man gently pried his fingers on, softly saying something that sounded reassuring, but he didn’t understand it. 

The new person was carrying him in a firefighter carry, running as if his life depended on it. 

It probably did. 

The person was thin but strong, his shoulder all pointed ends. 

Keith then.

The sounds disappeared and lance sighed in relief. 

His consciousness was slipping away, bit by bit, he could feel it. 

Keith stopped running, but Lance barely registered it. 

He was being lowered into the floor, sitting propped up against a wall.

“Lance” 

Lance tried to look up, he really did, but his head felt too heavy for his neck.

The Keith prodded at particularly sore spot on the side of his head, probably from a kick from the guard. 

His head snapped up, and he glared at Keith.

But his teammate just looked relieved at seeing him awake. 

“The lions are coming” Keith told him, though he figured this out more by reading his lips than by listening to him. 

“Can you stay awake?”

Nope. 

He tried to shake his head, but the little energy he had left was quickly disappearing, and black spots were dancing in his vision again. 

“Lance!”

His head dropped, but Keith held it up with a careful hand underneath his jaw. 

His indigo eyes were wide with worry and his cheeks were flushed in a way Lance found adorable.

He wanted to say you’re so cute, but his body was shutting down quickly. 

Keith scooped him up again and started running once more. 

And then he heard the roar of a lion, and a presence in the back of his head. 

We’re coming, my paladin.

He smiled and closed his eyes, feeling the way Keith’s hair tickled his jaw. 

And then he knew no more. 

[im-here-for-the-content]

So I saw your post about Voltron, and I’ve only seen the first season. I’m curious- how did the show turn into a mess?

Okay I held off on answering until I had my laptop, but wow this is a loaded question.

As a Klance shipper I felt jilted, but even if I didn’t ship them, you could see that the overall cohesion of the storyline was lost.

There were key moments regarding character development that were seemingly abandoned/left unaddressed. The ones that immediately jump to mind are Lance’s canon insecurities being left unaddressed, Keith’s aborted kamikaze flight, and Shiro/Lance processing what it meant to die. There are more moments, but those are just some of the big things that could’ve added necessary depth.

Season 8 was the pinnacle of the show’s messiness. If it wasn’t reducing Lance to Allura’s S.O., it was showing how out of touch the friendship between Lance and Hunk was, to making Shiro very removed from the paladins, etc. Hunk had been reduced to comic relief. Pidge was also semi-removed from the paladins? They made Shiro gay in canon only to rush a relationship with a character we’d seen once or twice in the background prior to this season?

Idek what they were doing, but if this was the Titanic, it felt like they deliberately steered the ship into the iceberg. 

All of the promises of canon representation of quality LGBTQ+ relationships, treating characters with respect, being competent, etc. just went down the drain. It was exhausting. 

There’s so much I haven’t covered, and I tried not to be too spoilery, but it just felt like they lost their understanding of the characters. 

There were some good moments too, but it felt like a slap in the face. Like how could you deliver this gem within this dumpster fire?

Coran didn’t deserve to be dissed like that, and that’s all I’ll say.

[romellura-juniberry]

Flower Fields

[Allura’s pov]

I’m watching the paladins as they sit around on a plaid blanket that Romelle had brought with her. I was a little bit away from them, watching as they spoke to one another. I could hear Coran making some joke about how weird the food looked. The paladins all disagreed and said that its what real food looked like. I chuckled and looked around the grass and flowers surrounding me.

I wondered why, out of all places, this planet inhabited the altean flowers that I grew up around. I had picked some of the flowers and was weaving them together in a small crown. I looked away from the paladins for a moment and blocked out the noise, letting the wind blow past me. Taking in a deep breath, I closed my eyes. I can see Lotor and cringe, opening my eyes. I sigh and look up to see Romelle moving away from the paladins and towards me.

The mice are helping me braid the rest of the flowers together. They all each have their own flower crowns that I made out of small blue flowers. Once they pull the twine together they pull it away from me and carry it up my arm and place it gently on my head. I laugh when they jump from my head to my hands. I look up and see Romelle coming closer.

Past her, I see Lance looking over at Keith while Keith laughs with Pidge. I smile at him and shake my head. He’s so fixated on being with me when he looks at him like that…. Romelle reaches my spot, breathless. She’s smiling down at me as she places her hands on her knees.

“Are you okay?” I ask looking at her. Her hair is wisping in the wind. She laughs lightly and moves around me before falling back next to me, spreading out over the hill. Her stomach slightly shows from her shirt pulling up. I look away abruptly and look back down at the paladins. The space mice look at me and I can hear their thoughts but ignore them. They all move towards the grass, leaving us to fend for themselves.

“I’m great! I was actually wondering if you were…” She says as she looks up at the clouds. I glance at her before looking up at the sky myself.

“I think I am… I just-” I sigh and fall back next to her. The clouds move past slowly, “I think I’m in shock.” I finally say.

Romelle nods, “I think anyone would be. You thought you were giving up your life for the universe,” She turns to me but I avoid her eyes.

“Not just the universe, but everyone. My family, my legacy, it was all to that point. My purpose in this world was to save the universe.” I say and I finally turn to her fully, “I don’t know how to move on with my life.”

Romelle smiles at me before sitting up, “You have the paladins, Coran, the Altean’s,” She grabs my hand, “And you have me.”

I could feel my face heat up, but I didn’t say anything. I squeezed her hand lightly. Unlike Lotor’s hands, hers were small and soft. It made me smile down at them.

“I do have all of those things,” I look up into her eyes. They were the softest color. The purple reflected the sun’s light, making her seem much brighter.

“Allura…” Romelle saying my name felt right. It as real and even though the whisper lingered, I knew then that I knew what I wanted. I hold my breath as I sit up, “Look at that cloud, behind you!” She suddenly said. I blinked for a moment, waking myself up from my daze and turned to look at it.

“Doesn’t it look like Kosmo?” She said, her breath brushing next to my ear. I caught my breath and nodded.

I turned to face her once more, and she’s giving me this soft look. She looks away and down towards the Paladins. “Romelle, why did you come up here?” I asked softly, looking at her. She smiles.

“Look over there,” she says. I glance away and see Keith talking to lance, his smile is gentle and consistent. I smile and shake my head, those boys are too oblivious for their own good. Lance glances up at us suddenly and smiles. He nods, as if knowing what’s going through my mind.

“It’s obvious that they love each other, but they can’t get the guts to ask the other out. They might miss their shot,” I look over at her as she speaks, “I don’t want to miss mine.” She leans in and her hand is guiding me to meet her lips.

I feel a smile start to overcome my face and I kiss her back, relieved. Maybe Lance knew this was going to happen. Maybe he wasn’t telling me, but Romelle that it was okay. She pulls away and presses her forehead to my own, the flower crown I had made before she had come up here. She pulled it off and set it atop of her own head, moving away from me completely.

“Come on, we should go down to the others. They’re waiting for us so that we can all eat together!” She stands and takes my hand, pulling me up to stand with her.

As we stumble down the hill, she keeps ahold of my hand. The paladins watch us come down and I see Shiro smiling at us. He’s already standing, making his way over towards us. The rest follow after him, and I wonder why I had felt so lost before. I look past all of them and see Lotor. He’s not actually there, I know that. But I feel at peace. Maybe he did love me. I look at Romelle next to me as Kosmo licks her and Pidge talks with her and I smile. But she loves me too. I look at Lance and He’s smiling at me, “Congratulations princess, looks like you really did find love.” I laugh and shake my head.

“Well Loverboy, don’t you think you’re next?” I ask as I jerk my head over at Keith as he asks Romelle how she felt. He smiled at the ground and shook his head.

“There’s nothing like a good old fashioned slow burn!” He grins.

“If you don’t hurry it up. Keith is gonna find a boyfriend for himself,” Shiro said looking between us. Lance rubbed his arm and looked over at Keith.

“I just need a little time, okay?” He asked.

I nod and pull him into a hug, “You’ll get your chance, Lance. Don’t rush it.”

He moves away and I turn to get Romelle but Hunk is hugging her, tell her that he’s proud of her and that he’s okay with whatever decision we make. I chuckle and shake my head. The flower crown flies off her head and I watch it float away. I suddenly feel the Mice on my shoulders. They watch the flower crown that we made together drift away, and I have a feeling they want to make another one. I chuckle and move through the paladins, “Let's eat!”

[ultxmately]

Galra Keith headcanons

- After Keith found out he was part Galra, it was clear that the only reason he looked so human was that he was trained very young to stay in that form

- It became very hard for Keith to keep that up, and it would often tire him out

- This means that he'd wake up some days with one glowing eye or an ear or splotches of purple on his body

- It was actually kind of painful and so Keith became weaker and a lot more irritable

- Allura insisted that he listen to his body and allow himself to just shift into his Galra form

- When he finally did, Keith described letting go as being dunked into cold water after being burned

- He expected Lance to make fun of him but the first time he saw him, but Lance just sort of cupped both of his fluffy ears and stared at him

- "Uh, Lance?"

"So cute... so soft... oh my god Keith never change"

"Lance oh my god"

- Speaking of which, Keith couldn't get himself to change back for about a month afterwards

- This sorta forced him to get used to his new form

- Keith is a lot stronger in his Galra form

- The first time he used his bayard, he stabbed his sword so deep into the training bot it practically exploded

- He mostly worked with the bots during hand to hand at first so he didn't risk hurting the others

- It was Allura who ultimately made him start training with everyone else, insisting he wouldn't hurt them

- "It will also be good for preparing the others to fight with other Galra, so shut your quiznack"

- Keith's hearing is also good

- Like. Really really good.

- *Lance and Keith cuddling with Keith on Lance's chest*

Lance: are you ok?

Keith: your heart is so... loud

Lance: I'm

Lance: I'm sorry?

- But seriously, Keith finds Lance's heartbeat super comforting so that's one good thing I guess but also

- *Lance and Keith in bed together*

Keith: Why is Shiro pacing in the kitchen?

Keith:

Keith: I think he sat down on the floor... He's eating cereal

Lance: Keith please it's 2am

Keith: he just farted

Lance: keITH

- Sleeping together also becomes a bit of a problem because of Keith's glowey eyes

- Lance: Keith, I love you babe, but for the love of god will you please close your eyes

Keith: I can't sleep, ok?!

Lance: they're like two blinking flashlights

- One Lance's favorite things to do is play with his ears

- This includes snapping his fingers next to them as he walks by, blowing tiny raspberries into them when they're cuddling

- Lance from across the lounge: Hey babe?

Keith, facing away from him, reading: *ears perk up and aim towards him* yeah?

- Because Coran and Allura can snap shift, they are ultimately the one who help Keith learn to switch back and forth

- It started with learning small things like switching between his Galra eyes and human eyes, or changing the pigment of his skin in his finger tips

- After it got easier, it almost became like a part trick where he can switch small stuff really quickly like his ears or his eyes

- Lance once convinced Keith to hide in a closet with his Galra eyes and it freaked Hunk out so much that he almost punched him

- Switching into his full Galra form too quickly is actually really painful for Keith, so he tries to only switch before battles

- Coran and Hunk helped create new Paladin armor for Keith that autoadjusts the sizing after he complained about his old amor being too tight when he's in his Galra form