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Cross My Path - on Ao3

✨ Klance ✨ Cursed Witch Keith / Human Lance  ✨ Witch Themed Cat Cafe for Black Cats  ✨ Fluff, Angst, & Smut ✨ 31k words - Oneshot

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December’s Patreon Oneshot is Now Available

Prompt: A reincarnation au, years after canon, where all the Paladins remember except for Keith.

Klance - Canonverse Reincarnation au - 8,484 words It’s been a century and a half since the last of the Voltron Paladins, Saviors and Heroes of the Universe, passed. Though they might be gone, their legacy lives on and their memory is far from forgotten.

Allura— woven into the fabric of the universe and wishing to spend a normal life with the friends who became family— manages to save their souls, waiting for the perfect time for them all to be reborn. To live a new life together. Not as Paladins, but as friends bound together by fate. While many familiar souls are reborn, the Paladins themselves— having been connected through the Lions and quintessence sensitive— remember their past lives.

Everyone, except for Keith.

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Keith doesn’t believe in fate, but he can’t deny that the day he met Lance was the day his life finally started to fall into place.

Keith and his twin sister, Acxa, were born on a space station rotating in the outer ring of the Milky Way Galaxy. Their father was a researcher, and their mother was a pilot and guard of the station. Their community was mostly human, but there were a fair share of mixed races. Their mother was one of them. A quarter Galra. Passing on to Keith and Acxa her violet eyes, stubbornness, thick hair, and quick temper.

There weren’t a lot of other kids growing up, but Keith didn’t mind. He enjoyed time by himself.

When they were fourteen, their father had to return to Earth. He took Acxa with him and extended the offer to Keith as well. But Keith refused. He liked his home here in the stars. And Earth… it was big and overwhelming. He opted to stay with their mom.

The worst part of the following years was being separated from Acxa. She had been his closest friend, and her absence ached. But they spoke often through video calls. She told him of her time in Earth schools. Of her new friends. Zethrid, Narti, and Ezor. All with Galra in their bloodline, just like them.

She said… meeting them felt like fate. Like they’ve known each other for years and seeing them felt like a sigh of relief. She said she felt like they were meant to be friends.

Keith didn’t get it.

He didn’t believe in fate.

He was happy for her, but a small part of him, buried and hidden, was bitter.

And terribly lonely.

When he was sixteen, he and his mom finally followed them to Earth. He was enrolled in the Garrison, and while he was terrible at making friends— he was the weird kid, the angry kid, the Space Cadet— he was good at flying.

Flying felt… natural. He was at peace in the simulators. Where it was just him, the mission, and the controls at his fingertips.

His first time in the simulator, he left the ship feeling a delightful buzz of adrenaline in his fingertips and a newfound lightness in his chest.

That sensation tightened the moment he heard a voice— achingly familiar and yet entirely new, tugging at him instantly and forcing him to turn— eyes finding a lean, lanky cadet across the room, tan skin and brown hair, arms on his hips as he gazed up at the digital scoreboard— a petulant frown pursing full lips—

“Who the hell just beat my high score?” He whipped around, narrowed eyes searching—

And widening as they landed on Keith. His whole body tensed, and Keith froze under the intensity of that blue gaze. It was a long time ago, but Keith still swears he felt something sizzle and spark through him in that moment.

And then, all at once, the boy relaxed. Practically melted right there where he stood. A blinding smile spread his lips, eyes crinkling with the force of it.

“There you are, Samurai,” he said, voice terrible soft and bizarrely breathless as he held out a hand. “Name’s Lance.”

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Chapter Ten now on Ao3

💥 Klance 
 💥 Cyberpunk 
 💥 Inspired by the Last Young Renegade album by All Time Low 💥 NOW COMPLETE - 60k words

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Track 10: Afterglow

Oh, just take it easy Hold onto this feeling All our friends are leaving And we ain’t got no where to go Caught up in the afterglow

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Young Renegades was printed in a zine. Bonus Chapters will be going up on my Patreon

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New Fic World Building and Overview!

Just shared a bunch of world building, world info, character info, and plot overview (as well as the first chapter outline) for my new upcoming klance multi-chaptered fic with my patrons!

Hawksong au, anyone? The adventure begins next month!

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Love Me Twice, Save Me Thrice - Chapter Eleven on Ao3

✨Klance ✨Fey Lance / Half-Fey Keith ✨Modern Faerie au ✨Mutual Pining - Strangers to Lovers (or is it?) ✨NOW COMPLETE

I started this fic over a year ago after lamenting that there weren't any fey aus that were complete. Nothing that quite scratched that itch. So... create what you want to see in the world, right?

The vibe of this story was very heavily inspired by the Tithe series by Holly Black. Not in story, but in vibe. In the feeling of it all. In the essence of a darker modern faerie story.

I poured a lot of heart and soul into this fic, and I'm extremely proud of it. I hope you all enjoy the ride. As always, happy reading <33

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Shadow of the Past | Chapter Eleven | @wittyy-name

There's not much more to do besides wait and trust the team in the past can complete the time loop. But waiting is a hard game to play, especially when Lance is still feeling the the effects of chronolomia: bringing new scars to life and surfacing memories that aren't his own.

Ghost of the Future | Chapter Eleven | @boscribbles​

With all the resources acquired and the mission to Ecnes plotted out, the team finally get underway returning Lance to his original time. But letting go is the hardest part, and Keith isn't quite ready yet.

If the future is assured, then it doesn't really matter what you do in the past, right?

Right?

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We thank you all for your endless patience <33 As usual, you can read the update in any order you choose.

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October’s Patreon Oneshot is Now Available

Prompt: It’s few years after the show ended and it’s Allura Day. It’s morphed in a pretty large celebration over the years, and Lance is involved with the planning. This year is particularly hectic, and he’s late to the Paladin dinner. He and Keith end up kissing, Lance has a mild crisis, and then they have their first time together.

Klance - post season 8 - getting together - 8,242 words It’s been years since they saved the universe, and Lance is… good. He’s good. He feels whole and steady once more. He has a job at the Garrison. And he no longer feel the ache in his chest where Allura once resided. Allura Day, however, has become an intergalactic celebration, and people from all over the universe flock to New Altea to celebrate. So every year, Lance helps Coran wade through the chaos of planning for a planet-wide celebration. 

This year, however, things are more hectic than ever, and Lance finds that he can barely focus, distracted by the simmering anticipation of seeing Keith again.

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He can’t wait to see his friends— his family— but there’s a lot of work to do before then. Allura Day has become an intergalactic holiday, and people from all over the universe flock to New Altea to celebrate it. It started out as a little banquet at the castle and has grown into a planet wide all-day festival.

Which unfortunately means a lot of planning, organizing, and diplomatic greetings as distinguished guests start to pour in. He and Coran spearhead the whole operation, but thankfully they have plenty of people to lean on. They’ve formed a whole committee for Allura Day, and volunteers all over the planet have been getting ready for guests for weeks.

Hunk is coming in soon to help set up the catering for at least the capitol. The Atlas won’t be that far behind. They’ve never had any trouble around Allura Day, but it definitely helps to have the diplomatic force of the Atlas hovering in their atmosphere.

Pidge won’t make it until the day before, running a tight schedule with all her experiments and newfound responsibilities. She’ll be bringing the entire Holt clan with her this time.

And Keith… it feels like betrayal to his best buddy in the whole wide universe to say it, but he’s looking forward to seeing Keith the most.

It’s been months since Keith last visited Earth, staying for a whole three weeks with Acxa on the McClain family farm. It had been… a dream, really. The chores around the farm were nothing with Keith at his side. Lazy afternoons and evenings filled with laughter and content companionship. They talked for hours about everything and nothing at all. They fell asleep on the couch because neither of them wanted to end the night and go to bed. And he’d be woken with Keith’s gentle hands nudging his shoulder and offering a cup of coffee.

Keith— formerly the stoic, bristly, grumpy, anti-social leader of Voltron— fit in perfectly with Lance’s family. He laughed. He smiled.

Beautiful violet eyes crinkled at the corners. A cocky smirk, lopsided and playful. The way he always lightly bumps into Lance as they walk. How Lance feels just as comfortable in silence as he does in conversation, which is still so strange to comprehend.

He’ll admit that during that stay, they were attached at the hip. And he’ll admit that they’ve talked a lot since then. Daily. Every morning he looks forward to seeing a message waiting for him, and falling asleep on call has become more and more common.

Keith is just— he’s just— he’s important, okay? He’s important to the universe, and to their little space family, but he’s important to Lance, too.

Who would have guessed that his once-rival would have become one of his best friends?

He just does… things to Lance’s stomach and his sanity.

Seriously, how is it possible to feel sick and elated all at once? To be both tongue-tied and unable to stop rambling.

But Keith has always done funny things to him. Has always made him feel just a little off balance. Has always made him act out in impulsive ways without quite thinking. Has always made his chest a little tight and his head a little light.

It’s just… Keith things.

“Ah-ha!” He says as the conference room doors slide open, spotting his bright orange, Garrison issued phone sitting on the table. He swipes it up, thumbing through the notifications on his screen.

A few from Hunk. Couple from Shay about the ETA of the Balmera. A few fucking dozen from foreign dignitaries and other groups. Not to mention the group chat him and Coran created to keep the wormhole network and shuttle ships in the same loop has blown up.

But—

A single message catches his eye. One that makes his chest tighten and his head feel light. Just… you know. Keith things.

Keith: Can’t wait to see you :)

His stomach does a full on tumble, knotting itself up so tight that Lance wraps an arm around it, wondering if his morning breakfast is hitting him wrong. Sometimes alien cuisine just doesn’t sit right.

There’s an ache in his cheeks as he types out a reply.

Lance: Same to you, Samurai

Lance’s heart beats quick as he leaves the conference room, making his blood run hot beneath his flushed skin. Making him dizzy and his legs shaky as he hurries down the halls of the castle. He has a million and ten things to do before Allura Day, and yet his mind keeps turning back to Keith. About how he can’t wait to show him how well his sword training has been going and about how good it’s going to feel to be wrapped up in those strong arms once more, held tight to a firm chest and yet with a gentle sort of reverence that makes Keith’s hugs special.

You know. Just. Keith things.

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Love Me Twice, Save Me Thrice - Chapter Eight on Ao3

✨Klance ✨Fey Lance / Half-Fey Keith ✨Modern Faerie au ✨Mutual Pining - Strangers to Lovers (or is it?) ✨Fic complete on my Patreon

I started this fic over a year ago after lamenting that there weren't any fey aus that were complete. Nothing that quite scratched that itch. So... create what you want to see in the world, right?

The vibe of this story was very heavily inspired by the Tithe series by Holly Black. Not in story, but in vibe. In the feeling of it all. In the essence of a darker modern faerie story.

I poured a lot of heart and soul into this fic, and I'm extremely proud of it. I hope you all enjoy the ride. As always, happy reading <33

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