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To My Love

{Season 8 Spoilers}

Allura,

I miss you.

I miss you all the time. Sometimes I forget that you’re gone. There are things I wish I could say to you or that I could’ve said before... y’know.

When you gave me the mark of the chosen, I didn’t know what it meant at first. Truth be told I didn’t care, I just didn’t want you to leave. But as we continued to build Altea the way you would’ve wanted and in a way that benefits everyone I finally understood. You chose me to continue your legacy. You chose me to help our friends keep the universe at peace when you weren’t there to.

And I thank god every day for it.

We built you a statue, and it couldn’t be more beautiful. Sometimes I catch Keith and Pidge standing near the plauqe and talking to you. And on the anniversary of your sacrifice, I tell your story there. The kids love you.

I know you grew up here but Altea is really amazing. The architecture, the plant life- everything I swear is beautiful, Allura. It’s enchanting.

The farm is doing great. We’ve created so many new strains of foods that will help Hunk and his team create new dishes and keep everyone fed. Colleen taught us just about everything she knows.

It’s only been a year but it feels like a lifetime and no time at all since you’ve been gone. The lions left just a few nights ago. To where, I’m not sure but I bet you do. I don’t think they’re coming back either, the universe is at peace now, what do we need to defend?

Anyway, I started writing this because I wanted to say something to you.

Allura, I love you with everything I have. Since the moment you fell into my arms in the Castle of Lion’s I knew you were my soulmate. I know it’s selfish but I wish we had more time. I wish we got married here. I wish we had a family, as big as the one I have now. I wish we got to grow old together.

But it gives me peace to know there’s probably a reality where that happens. A reality you saved.

I cherished the time we had together all those years.

And I hope to see you again.

Love, Lance.

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This is it? Permanent Hiatus

I think that I’m done... like done writing Langst. Possibly done writing altogether? It’s just not working out for me— and there are a lot of factors going into this...

It’s been fun for a while but recently i haven’t been feeling good about my writing, and then feeling like I’m not reaching the audience I intend to. I’m so sorry to do this but it’s not progressing; I’m not connecting with my writing nor am I connecting with anyone else (at least that’s how I feel).

I’ve also got my mental health to think about, I had to do this thing for class and I realized how bad it’s gotten and coping this way just isn’t going to cut it anymore. Even being on this tumblr blog won’t cut it anymore.

I’m not deleting this blog for the only purpose that I can come back and look at what I wrote but I will not be writing anything more or interacting with anyone in the foreseeable future.

This is most likely the last time you’ll ever hear from me.

-Mcclangst

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I’m not feeling to hot

I’m just not feeling the writing anymore. And unlike the others, I’m not getting hate or bullied for my writing I just feel... inadequate. Sort of like I’m not that great.

I’m not looking for any sympathy, I’m fine, honest but I’m not writing as much as I used to, and it’s not as good either. I stop halfway through drafts because I can’t find a way to make it work— not in the Langst sense, it just doesn’t flow to me. I appreciate everyone who’s been so supportive and positive through my journey, but I think I’m gonna go on another hiatus or just stop altogether.

Something funky is going on in my life, I don’t know what it is but it’s definitely affecting me and my feelings on my writing. Please forgive me.

-Mcclangst

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ooooooh im excited for that langst prompt it sounds really cool mah dude

I’m excited to write it! It’s taking me a while to put some stuff together but it’s getting there I promise!!

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so umm for the injured lace thing could you do something where he gets stuck in a collapsed cave and is being crushed by the rocks and the only thing that's visible is his arm which is stuck under rocks and he can't feel it and like someone (maybe Kieth?) is with him waiting for help and is trying to keep him awake and he holds his hand with the prompt "I know you cant feel it but I swear im holding your hand" sorry if its too specific haha ( i love our writing !!)

I’ll do my best! Thank you so much for requesting this and for your positivity!

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can i send you an injured lance request?? love your writing

Of course!! Thank you! Feel free to message me or ask me!

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im not here w/ a prompt but i was wondering if you could write some platonic klangst :3

Platonic I can do :)

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WHY WOULD YOU DO ME LIKE THAT WITH THE TO MOM THING O O F

B E C A U S E ITS MOTHERS DAY

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Hey i just want to say 'will you learn' is so well written. Do you gonna make the sequel? Of coz with lance sick or dying or dead (because he is exist to have bad ending) maybe because of keith and keith realize his mistake but he is too late.

Thank you for the lovely chicken noodle of positivity. And I’m still unsure of a part 2.

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To Mom,

‘Hey mom, it’s me.’ The video glitched.

‘I’m alive. I’m safe. I want to come home but I can’t. I’m in space— not because of the garrison, I promise. I’m... im saving people, mom. I’m doing something good.

‘Hunk’s here too, I’m sure you know. You probably already heard he was missing too. We’ve made a lot of new friends, some of them aren’t even human. Haha. But that’s a story for another time I guess...

‘H-how is everyone? I miss you guys a lot. Like... a lot a lot. Goodness if I keep crying like this Keith’s laugh at me...

‘Out here I’m a Defender of the universe. We’re called Voltron. It’s this huge robot that’s made out of smaller lion robots and it so cool, mom! Straight out of a comic book! There’s a princess and an evil emperor and-‘

A long pause in the audio but Lance was still speaking.

‘Uhm... I know I missed my birthday. I probably missed yours and Veronica’s too. Incase... Incase I don’t make it back in time mom, happy birthday. Happy Mother’s Day. Happy Valentines Day, Merry Christmas, Happy Easter. I love you mom. I really do. I miss you.

‘And I promise I’ll come back to you. It’s not a life time thing, if I had a choice I’d already be home, please know that.

‘Okay, my time’s up. Adios.’

End Video.

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Will you learn was so good your such a great writer can you write a second part where Lance after Lance finds the people he belongs with Keith realizes his mistakes (and Lance forgives him or not) if you want to thanks

Thank you so much for the kind words and validation. I will eat up this positivity like a good ass lobster bisque. On a less weird note: that’s a good idea, but it implies a possibly good ending and those are forbidden in this blog ;)

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Can you please write a second part to 'will you learn' please?

I’m not sure. I wasn’t planing on making a second part. And as adults it would be even harder to interact. So for right now it’s a no, sorry.

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Will You Learn?

“Keith!” A small, 5 (and a half) Lance runs after his friend. “Keith! Let’s play swords!” He shoots a big grin at the other boy, getting into his fighting stance.

“No thanks.” Keith said over his shoulder. His hands were in his pockets as he picked up the pace.

“Hm...?” Lance stood up straight, then jogged after the boy again. “Well why not? We have the whoooooole day today! We can do something else! What if we played space man? Oh oh! We could play ninja instead! C’mon Keith, let’s play ninja!” The bright boy bounced around Keith, keeping up with his pace.

“Ninja is stupid!” Keith rolled his eyes and walked even faster, trying to put space between him and Lance. “I gotta go home.”

Lance stopped and frowned. “Oh okay. I’ll see you tomorrow Keith! We can be cowboy’s tomorrow!”

7th grade has proved difficult for Lance, not academic wise— no he excelled in that— but he had trouble making friends sometimes. But there was always Keith. Both boys now 12, Lance tried to keep up with his childhood friend.

Lance spotted Keith at the bus stop one after noon when he was walking around to jut be outside. Keith was with his other friends, laughing and chatting.

“Keith!” Lance called from the other side of the street.

“Oh no...” Keith groaned and his friends looked between the both of them. “C’mon guy’s lets go-“ Keith tried ushering them away but Lance was already crossing the empty street.

“Keith!” Lance said again. “Where’re you going? Can I come?” He didn’t ask the other boys. He only asked Keith.

“Kick rocks, kid.” Keith glared at Lance through his black bangs.

“What...?” Lance furrowed his brows. He didn’t understand what that meant. “I guess I could... kick rocks with you guys. Tell me how to play.”

The boys and Keith snickered at him, so nïeve.

“Tell you what, kid.” Keith raised his chin slightly. “We’ll play a little game of hide and seek. You know how to play that right?” A smirk formed.

“Yeah.” Lance smiled back.

“So you’ll be the seeker, and we’ll hide, okay?”

“Yeah sure. What am I counting to?”

“100.”

“Alright!” Lance turned around and covered his eyes with his arm and started counting aloud. “1... 2... 3...”

Trying not to laugh too loud, Keith and his friends made a run for it to one of their houses where they knew Lance wouldn’t find him. “26... 27...”

Before they made it around the block, Keith urged the boys to watch Lance struggle to find them for a minute, before they reached the house. They all hid behind some hedges and waited. “51... 52... 53...”

“Who is this kid anyway?” One of Keith’s friends laughed.

“Someone who’s been following me around since we were like 5. He’s so annoying. He thinks I’m his friend.” Keith sighed and waited.

“70! 71... 72... Hey guy’s can I stop counting now?” Lance asked loudly, still covering his eyes. None of the boys answered, they couldn’t give away their position. “Okay! Ready or not here I come!”

Lance turned around and found the open street. The trees were too skinny to hide behind, and too short to climb. There were no hills and no buildings besides townhouses to hide behind either. “Hmm...” Lance looked around some more and started walking in the direction of the boys.

“Go go go go!” Keith whispered loudly and they all ran towards a house.

Hours passed. Lance never found a single boy. “Guys? This isn’t funny anymore! Come out! I wanna hide, it’s my turn to hide!”

No answer.

“Keith!”

Junior year of high school, Lance had managed to make a few new friends. Even got a girlfriend. He still saw Keith around sometimes but they didn’t have any classes together and Keith never stopped to say hello.

Luckily they still lived a few minutes near each other. Lance was walking through the neighborhood when he saw Keith sitting on the steps to his house smoking a cigarette. “Uh, hey Keith!”

Keith looked up and took a drag. He breathed out the polluted air and clicked his tongue. “Lance.”

There was a long silence. “Haven’t seen you in a while.” Lance smiled, stuffing his hands in his pockets.

“Yep.”

“...Did you get my texts? My birthday was last weekend but you didn’t show up. You got the text right?”

“Nope.”

“Oh...” Lance looked at his feet. Now that they were grown up, it’s harder to talk to Keith. It used to be fun and playmates and cool shirts. Now it was... “do you have a new number?”

“Nope.” Keith replied again. He put the cigarette to his lips and looked at Lance with dead eyes.

“So... I’m home alone today. Wanna hang out and play video games or some shit? I mean- I could have my girl over too if that’s cool it’s just we haven’t-“

“How long until you finally get lost?” Keith pulled the cigarette from his mouth and tossed it at Lance’s feet.

“What?”

“God you’re so annoying! You’ve been following me around since we were little. Been up my ass at every turn. I thought we’d grow up and you’d leave me the fuck alone but here we are.” Keith shook his head slightly.

“What- what do you mean? We’re friends. Friends are supposed to-“

“Friends? You think we’re friends? You an’ me?” Keith laughed. “Who said we were ever friends?”

Lance’s throat swelled up. “I thought-“

“You must be real fucking special.” Keith stood up. “You need to stay the hell away from me Lance. Im tired of you following me around like a fucking duck. You said you got a girl- go bother her! Get lost!” He turned around and marched back up the stairs and slammed the front door shut behind him.

Lance stood there shocked. ‘Who said we were ever friends?’

‘You’re annoying’

‘Kick rocks, kid.’

‘Get lost!’

‘Stupid!’

‘You’re annoying’

‘You must be real fucking special.’

‘Who said we were ever friends?’

‘Get lost!’

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🍇-GOOOOOOOD MORNING. A rando prompt for you on this fine day. “The universe was made from pain. Cultivated and hardened by sorrow. But Lance knew, understood completely, that kindness was the only way to not get swallowed by the agony that existence brought.” Do with this as you see fit!!

Good evening! Sounds something of a plot that would end well but I’ll do my best! Thank you!

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the confessions persecution thing was uhh unrealistic but sure i guess

I’m gonna say this once, and only once: It’s not supposed to be realistic. Nothing about anything I wrote was realistic. Not the characterization, not the setting, not the feelings. I’m not religious, I know next to nothing about Catholicism, but I respect it so I made this in somewhat-honor of those who do believe in a higher power who are judged. Please wait for me to ask for constructive criticism before giving it to me.

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Loved local heart breaking & can't wait for the next part of confessions <3 you're doin amazing sweetie

Thank you so so so very much!

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oh wowey... can I get a part 2 to that persecution fic?? It's really well written

Thank you so much! Actually, “Confessions: Persecution” is the second part to “Confessions”