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my klance fic recs, as of may 2025 <3

organized lowest to highest word count! some of these I read wayyy long ago but hey, i'm here now ¯\_(ツ)_/¯. also if you wanna beef with me about what i've noted as canon/canon divergence, go ahead. idk what i'm doing either.

three words, and i'm yours by Dreamicide // 2k // AU

writer's synopsis:

To help things along with finding ones soulmate, the first words spoken to one another are written on their wrists. So when Lance sees 'You're under arrest' on his skin, he decides to try and find his soulmate as fast as he can. He gets arrested. A lot.

my notes: the closest fic to crack i've ever genuinely loved. made me laugh out loud, short, sweet, and funny. warning for...sexual scenario? you'll see.

Meringue by UndimmableSparkle // 3k // Canon

writer's synopsis:

Team Voltron was visiting a planet where, traditionally, men wore dresses. Keith was unamused.

my notes: a short and sweet trans Keith story that focuses a lot on the team affirming him :) I love you trans Keith. warning for gender dyshopria.

be careful what you bottle up by saltedsquitch // 4k // Canon

writer's synopsis:

Cleaning the flight suits after battle was a chore Lance started picking up pretty early on. Their paladin armor was self-cleaning and repairing thanks to the magic infused in them by Alfor, but the flight suits underneath were almost normal fabric. Of course, they were a weird Altean fabric and thus different from any clothing the paladins would see on Earth, but still fabric nonetheless. And so, they needed to be cleaned. - Or: Lance goes to clean the paladins' flight suits and finds out Keith is hiding a serious injury, leading them to talk about Keith's feelings and role in Voltron.

my notes: a big ouch. but klance is the bandaid of love. warning for blood and injury.

on the line (stay with me) by hiuythn // 4k // Canon

writer's synopsis:

“I could show you,” Keith offers. “It’s quite the collection; kind of proud of it.” Lance laughs faintly. “How about we save it for—for the next time we meet in person?” “When’s that happening, by the way? It’s been a while.” “Meaning you miss us dearly, don’t you?” he teases. Keith grumbles at him, and he grins to an absent audience. “But, ah, I don’t think we’ll see each other anytime, um, soon, unfortunately.” “Things are getting busy on your end, huh?” Lance hums. His gaze slides down to his right leg. To torn skin and shredded muscle, white bone peeking out. To blood, to a soaked-through suit, to the pool under his shin painting the snow-dusted ground a stark red. He smiles weakly. “Something like that.”

my notes: THE klangst one shot. the fic that first connected me and my irl voltron friend so it will forever have a place in my heart.

close ain't close enough, till we cross the line by hoe637282 // 5k // Canon

writer's synopsis:

Lance flushes. "You're - ugly." He announces. Keith notes this is a stark difference from the observation he made earlier. "Okay." He picks up his knife, examining the wear on the handle. Hm, he really should get the hilt cleaned up one of these days. "Don't take that tone with me!" "Okay." "I don't think you're hot, Kogane. Stop it." Lance is standing now, straightening his back to appear taller than Keith (he still isn't, damn the height-enhancing properties of space whales) and pointing an accusatory finger at him. "Okay." "On god, across all the corners of the earth I've flown to, you're the- the ugliest thing I've ever seen." Keith blinks, slowly lowering Lance's hand from where it was jabbing in his face. "The earth is round." .^.^.^.^. In which Lance calls Keith hot and has a 3-day crisis over it.

my notes: it's literally them just being so silly and obviously in love. what more can you ask for??

He's My Stranger. by VulpesVulpes713 // 5k // AU

writer's synopsis:

Keith takes the train to attend the hell hole that is his private school, and though he's used to the weirdos and creeps who frequent the locomotive, apparently not everyone aboard is. There's a stranger on this train that Keith can just tell is a target. Already a group of older men have set their sights on the boy, who's not even aware of his surroundings, that's how zoned-out he is. So Keith, being the kind-hearted kid he is, takes it upon himself to lend his own defensive appearance to ward off creepers who may want to harm this oblivious boy, if only to keep the guy daydreaming peacefully. He takes his job very seriously. This is /his/ stranger after all.

my notes: protective punk Keith and cute innocent Lance. aka my beloved's for a modern AU.

Like Devo by surveycorpsjean // 8k // AU

writer's synopsis:

As rival jammers, they're rough, skating around the rink, giving bruises, bloody noses, broken ribs and snapped fingers- But when the cops show up, Keith grabs his hand and yanks Lance into the storm drain. And thats how they start dating.

my notes: this fic really nails them being snotty aggressive asshole young adults. brings back the team dynamics in a new exciting arena (roller derby!!!), with the romance happening hard and fast over fun vignettes. warning for an explicit scene, blood and violence.

Villanelle For Tellus by badhaircut // 10k // AU

writer's synopsis:

A meteorite lands on a nameless island in the Caribbean on the first day of summer. Keith’s job is to excavate it. A story of geological discovery, linguistic frontiers, and messages from the stars.

my notes: the one day yearn goes hard in this. warning for an explicit scene in here.

if the silence was a song by angstinspace // 14k // AU

writer's synopsis:

“It’s … Your show is on so late at night,” Keith tries to explain, as if Lance didn’t know this already. “I guess I was just wondering why that is.” A crackling silence answers him, and Keith’s stomach sinks. Did Lance hang up? Keith can’t exactly blame him. But then he hears Lance make a noise––a short huff of breath that might have been either an impatient sigh or a quiet laugh … Keith has no clue. “That’s the reason you’re calling? To complain about my time slot?” or, Keith starts anonymously calling Lance's college radio show and develops an unexpected crush.

my notes: ok so I actually had a crush on a radio host at my uni earlier this year so this one really hit for me LOL. very sweet and fun with a tinge of rough backstory, but you know they're gonna support each other through it.

Cores of Diamond by speaks // 25k // Canon

writer's synopsis:

Falling in love is easy, as it turns out. Painfully easy. All it takes is one smile, one tender unguarded second with the boy beneath Lance’s bravado, and that’s it. He’s done for. No questions, no bartering, no phase of denial. But if falling for Lance is the easiest thing Keith has ever done, then learning to express it is the hardest. So if he can’t say it, can’t put into words the way the entire world hinges around the moment Lance barged into his lifeㅡ ㅡwell then he’ll just have to settle for showing him.

my notes: omg the setup for their relationship BLOWS MY MIND. i'm super in love with the precanon events here. some angst but everything is okay trust. warning for an explicit scene.

There, Nestled Against His Pulse by hiuythn // 55k // Canon/AU

writer's synopsis: "Found you!" Lance says, vaulting over the back of the couch. He lands with a soft thump that bounces Keith up in his seat. "Hey, I've got a question for you. You don't have to answer it, but, uh, have you met your soulmate?" "No," says Keith, "I haven't." I shouldn't.

my notes: another big ouch by hiuythn. they just love almost killing my boys. rude. one of the best emotional depths i've ever seen in a soulmate au. so obsessed. warnings for blood and injury.

Dear Reader by heavily_caffeinated // 80k // AU

writer's synopsis:

"I find myself wondering, sweet reader, when exactly someone will take a shovel to the back of this racist statue's metal head and begin dismantling our university’s scandalous love affair with the most problematic donors they could possibly find. I’m looking at you, President Zarkon, kindly remove your hand from the Republican Party’s dick. This is a liberal arts college for God’s sake." When Galra University's Tumblr page, meant for football game updates and pleads for attendees for club meetings, is plagued by a mysterious writer determined to eviscerate every toxic part of the college, Lance is intrigued. When he becomes a leading character in the anonymous letters, well, he gets a little more curious. Lance becomes determined to unveil the writer and find out a) what is his problem exactly and b) does he really think Lance's eyes are that blue? A tale in which Lance is oblivious and pining for the hot nerd in the back of his Greek mythology class, Keith can wield a pen with deadly cruelty, and you, dear readers, suffer from the pains of dramatic irony.

my notes: this one is a hilarious comedy of errors that I was overall obsessed with. this author really knows how to write the groups dynamic!!

A King and His Fisherman by heavily_caffeinated // 85k // AU

writer's synopsis:

"Lance had watched Keith Kogane win a bar fight with a broken hand, rip open a keg with a knife, and complete a whole wretched ensemble of activities you definitely shouldn’t do with a beer in hand. And yet here he was, glittery Sharpie in hand, waiting to sign Lucy’s copy of Altea. Lance opened his mouth to say something arguably rude and not appropriate for their current audience. Until he remembered that he himself had either watched or participated in these activities and was now holding a four-year-old containing his DNA. So Lance didn’t have much of a leg to stand on either." When Lance runs into his ex-boyfriend at a children’s book signing, he not only finds out that Keith Kogane ages like fine wine, but he also apparently wrote his daughter’s favorite book. As Keith lingers in town, Lance frantically tries to keep his daughter from realizing that the writer is not only a person from Lance’s past, but a character in her bedtime stories as well.

my notes: second fic by hc on here but HEY I know what I like. this fic made me realize just how good of a dad Lance would be. the absolute perfect modern AU, sweet and lovely and the first klance fic I read since the show ended <3

Where The Apple Falls by europa_report // 145k // Post-Canon Divergence

writer's synopsis:

“My Abuela said it,” Silvio insists. “She said you have to wear the hat, because you have a pale ass so you’re going to get skin cancer and die before Lance even wakes up.” Keith looks between the children and the hat, too confused to glare, sweaty and horrid from pulling weeds beneath the scorching sun. “What?” “That’s wrong,” Nadia complains, and yanks her brother down to her level to whisper the correction in his ear. “Ooh,” Silvio amends. “Tía Veronica said you have a pale ass. My Abuela said you’re gonna die.” OR When Lance is fatally wounded during their final battle, the blue lion enters a deep hibernation with Lance inside. Unsure when or if he’ll wake, Keith is forced to wait and watch over him in the company of the people he fears most: Lance’s family.

my notes: this fic is an absolute masterclass in klangst - this one is actually what inspired me to pick up writing again. If you live for (near) character death like I do, READ THIS. the yearn is so so strong. also lance's family is written so sweetly I love it. warning for a few explicit scenes, violence, death, grief, the whole shebang.

Even The People In Your Dreams Will Lie To You by popering // 336k // Canon Divergence

writer's synopsis:

The team rescues Lance and Keith from their months-long imprisonment at the hands of the Galra. No one expects their missing paladins to be exactly the same as they were, but they're prepared to help them in whatever way they need. Lance seems eager enough to get things back to normal, but Keith won't even acknowledge them. The team is at a loss. How are you supposed to help someone who won't even look at you?

my note's: an absolute mindfuck of a fic, but I gobbled it down in only three days (while livetweeting the entire thing to my voltron IRL). really drags you in and gets you invested and then beats you the fuck up. so good. However bad you think the Galra can be, they are WORSE. warnings are many: self-harm, torture, non-consensual drug use, disordered eating, body horror, etc.

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