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So……. I just imagined younger Lance at the Garrison happening to see Shiro and his boyf holding hands, meanwhile they have no idea they got caught. Anyways, cue Lance pining ever since. Now, fast forward to when Lance and Shiro reunite at Keith’s shack. Lance feels terrible, because everything is a blur to Shiro. He doesn’t remember much because of everything he’s been through as a prisoner. But Lance remembers Shiro’s boyfriend, who’s probably falling apart from the news of “pilot error”. He has no idea that Shiro is alive… yet. And to make this more heartbreaking, time passes as they’re all being Defenders of the Universe, and somehow, Shiro starts catching feelings for Lance, who’s still pining hard. And one day, Shiro and Lance are alone together, simply talking, but then Shiro decides to make a move, gently caressing Lance’s face to see how he’d react, and because Lance is too freaking precious Shiro just can’t resist the urge to kiss his cheek so suddenly…. in response, Lance feels overwhelmed because “Crap! What’s happening? What are you doing? You have a boyfriend! Oh my God, I can’t let this happen! I have to stop this!” and he has to shove Shiro away from him because he keeps on peppering him with sweet kisses. Lance can’t do this. He repeats himself again: “You have a boyfriend! Don’t you remember?” but then… Shiro remembers, before the Kerberos mission, they broke up. Lance thinks they’re still a thing so Shiro makes it clear to him that they’re not!!! SO SHIRO SAYS THAT HE LOVES LANCE!!! AND OFC LANCE IS SHOOK AF BUT HE’S ALSO HAPPY TOO!!!! BUT WHEN SHIRO LEANS IN FOR A KISS LANCE PULLS BACK AND WHISPERS TO TAKE THINGS SLOW. SHIRO, OFC, AGREES BECAUSE THE SAFETY OF THE UNIVERSE COMES FIRST!!!!! I’M JUST LOVING THE IDEA OF SLOWBURN SHANCE SO PLEASE, TAKE THIS POST AND CRY WITH ME!!!!!!

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hello!!!

i just want to come here and just put out something and explain alittle as to why i've been gone so long.

i've been having major writers block. like it came to the point where im staring at my screen waiting for the next sentence to come and i literally can't finish. i have so so much i want to write but it's so hard for me :( im sorry at everyone waiting for updates and new post, or just i don't know. i just wanted to explain and i felt like- i just don't know.

but i want to also express that im getting back into it! im feeling much better recently and really good! thank you so much if you haven't forgotten me or if u haven't unfollowed jsjsjs

thank you all who reads my stories! i love you all thank you so much really. im so happy to getting back on this account :)

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i loved & i loved & i lost you

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"you're going to ace it, lance."

lance stares into bright grey eyes, full of confidence and belief.

he knows he's just overreacting but can you blame him? he's about to take the exam to be a fighter pilot. shiro and lance studied together for days and last night crammed more than enough. 4 in the morning training sessions everyday since lance confirmed his appointment for the exam.

he's just so nervous.

"i know your nervous right now, baby. i'm going to be right here when you get back. no matter what happens." lance's eyes water slowly.

"stop, you're going to make me cry." he whines softly, pressing his head into shiro's chest. shiro wraps his arms around lance and laughs lightly.

"you better go." lance sighs, but pulls away and pouts.

"you'll be here, right?" shiro nods, raising his hand mock saluting at lance.

"right here, sir." lance smiles, leaning up to press a short kiss on shiro's lips.

"at ease, commander." lance moves away from shiro quickly, laughing at his blushing face. he walks to the door, he stops as the automatic door slides open. lance looks back shiro a small smile on his face. "i love you."

shiro smiles back.

"i love you more. good luck."

----

"this isn't going to work. you know it's not. i didn't pass. i didn't get into your team. cargo pilots get different training. i'm a cargo pilot."

shiro, watches lance pace back and forth.

"lance c'mon. being a cargo pilot, isn't bad. you can try again, it's not the end of the world-"

"i know that shiro!" lance snaps, glaring at shiro. lance's face softens abit and he sighs. "i just, wanted it so badly. i wanted to give my family good news for once." he drops into a whisper, hugging himself, hiding. shiro stands from his chair walking to lance, pulling him into a hug. just holding him.

"i just wanted to be closer to you. so this could be easier on you. so you won't have to make up an excuse when i want to see you. i wanted to make you proud." lance says, a sob finding it's way out of him. shiro holds him tighter.

"why are you even with an idiot like me?"

shiro stops his hands moving away from lance completely.

"you are not an idiot, lance. you are so incredibly smart. i'm with you because i love you. i'm in love with the way You treat me. how you treat others with nothing but kindness. i am so proud of you. proud of you for, trying, studying, staying up so late you pass out. i'm proud of your dedication to this. you're not an idiot. sure, testing isn't your strong suit but that does not make you an idiot." shiro lifts lance's chin up. "uderstand?" lance nods, wiping his eyes with his sleeve.

"i love you so much."

shiro smiles, hugging him again.

"i love you."

----

lance stares at himself in the mirror of shiro's connected bathroom.

he takes a deep breath.

"c'mon mcclain, you've faced scarier things than this." he checks himself once more before placing the large white tshirt he borrowed -stole, from hunk, on. lance takes another deep breath before opening the door and seeing shiro laying on his bed, reading.

upon hearing the door open, shiro looked up from the paper. he smiles lightly.

"what took you?" lance moves towards the bed, straddling shiro's waist. he takes the paper out of his hands as shiro places his on lance waist.

"dunno, just wanted to look pretty for you." lance, smiles brightly.

"you always look pretty." he mumbles, fingers gliding under the shirt touching lance's thighs. his breath hitches, leaning into his touches.

lance can feel shiro's fingers brush against the frabic.

"lance." lance looks at shiro's face. his eyes are wide.

"you're leaving tomorrow. and i just wanted to give you something..." shiro stares at lance. then he frowns.

"are you sure? you're not doing this just beca-" lance cuts him off with a kiss.

"shiro. i've been sure for a couple months. i would have done it earlier but with those surprise exams and you having interviews and constant health test...." his voice drops into a whisper. " i really want to." shiro stares another few seconds at lance before pulling him close and pressing lance on his back as he turned them.

"i love you." lance says, smiling softly up at shiro, confidence and reassurance written all over his face. shiro's hands graze over the lightblue frabic that's shown now, that the shirt lance is wearing rides up abit.

"i love you, too."

-----

PILOT. ERROR.

those words have been splattered on every screen of the garrison for weeks.

classes have been canceled to give students time to grieve.

lance hadn't cried. he should have. but he knew, before anyone. when sergeant jameson called him into his office before word got out. father mccarthy was there aswell.

"now, lance. i want you to listen very carefully. because shirogane is a dear friend to me, and i'll continue to keep my word but father mccarthy and myself know what your capable of." lance doesn't know what to even think What this is about. every second his sitting here, creates a new wave of nausea.

"you're well aware of the kerberos mission, shirogane, holt and dr. holt are on." lance nods not taking his eyes of jameson, fist griping the chair under him. "but what you don't know is that we lost contact with them a week ago. there was no signs of life on kerberos. not even the ship was recovered." jameson sighs furstratedly leaning back in his seat.

lance's shoulders shake slightly. his breathing growing harder with every intake. father mccarthy seems to notice and comes over to sit next to him taking both of lance's hands in his.

"deep breaths, son." lance's listens but his heart is beating so loud in his ears he barely catches jameson's words.

"they're going to claim it as a pilot error. i wanted you to hear it from me that it's not true. alright?"

lance nods. then finds his voice.

"why are you telling me, though? i'm not-"

"i'm aware of your status, but that doesn't apply and by the looks of it. you'd be next of kin." he says waving a hand towards his neck. lance let's go of one of mccarthy's hand twirling the silver ring that hangs on a chain, securely around his neck.

"he said we would when he comes back." lance tells them, "if it wasn't a pilot error. then where is he?"

jameson sighs looking at lance sadly.

"i'm so sorry, lance."

they sit in silence for abit until jameson tells lance, he would need to take shiro's belongings. lance wants to but he can't.

"give them to keith. keith grew up with shiro. keith should have them." jameson nods without another word. father McCarthy placed a hand on lance's shoulder.

"if there's anything you ever need, lance. please don't not hesitate to come to me or sergeant jameson." lance nods, almost numbly.

"thank you."

---

he found him. he found shiro.

a whole year, without him. and he found him. he's okay. he's safe now.

the scars visible to him make lance's heart clench. but he's breathing and he's alive.

he also was so glad to see keith.

after he got kicked out, lance hadn't known where he'd gone. he was worried on shiro's behalf. shiro would have wanted keith to stay at the garrison. lance tried to interact with him, but without shiro it could have been masked as a one sided rivalry between him and keith.

when they reached the small shack, hunk tried to convince him to go back. pidge demanded that she'd speak to shiro about the other crew. keith wanted them all out.

"pidge just wants to ask him some questions. once he knows, then we'll be out of your hair. lance tried to reason as calmly as he could but keith just glared at him. then turns to pidge.

"the minute he gets up, you ask him and get out."

lance's hand subconsciously go to the necklace around his neck, twirling it as he sits beside hunk on the small couch. pidge taking the small beanbag. keith goes into the other part of the shack.

they wait.

---

lance wakes up, hours later with his arm tangled behind his back half draped against hunk. lance moves off of him, stretching his joints. he gets up and stretches his back. he notices movement outside and moves toward the window.

shiro and keith are talking. about what lance doesn't know.

he wondered why shiro didn't wake him. a spike of fear rushes through his brain.

what if he doesn't remember you?

lance closes his eyes tight, hand reaching to twirl the ring.

no, shiro just didnt know how long he'd been out there. there's no way he forget him.

or could he..?

lance couldn't believe it.

lance watched as keith turned away from shiro and started back toward the shack. shiro followed not to long after. lance turned away from the window, moving toward hunk to wake him.

then he wakes up pidge and shiro and keith are already inside.

keith was explaining the strange engery force in the desert. written things on the walls of a blue lion. lance felt a soft shiver run up his spin.

a blue lion?

shiro turned to face keith more and lance caught confusion written all over his face. lance couldn't blame him. then shiro looked at him. and lance's heart stopped.

"i'm sorry. lance, right?" the twirling stopped as lance looked at shiro's face. his fear proven correct.

lance feels himself reach for shiro's hand but stops staring at the metal. he takes a deep breath and presses his hand in shiro's, then sends him a soft smile.

"right."

shiro doesn't know him.

lance let's go of shiro's hand, then immediately moving to the ring.

right there, lance decides that maybe it's best if shiro didn't know him. doesn't know about all they went through. lance grevied. he doesn't need to grieve again.

in the moments that he found him. lance lost shiro all at once.

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Shendak Week 2k18 Themes

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The poll has decided and the themes for Shendakweek 2k18 are:

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Shance Wedding Zine?

Heya so I’ve seen a couple wedding zines before but I’ve never seen a Shance wedding zine. I really love the idea of a wedding zine for them but before I start jumping in I wanted to make an interest post! The zine would of course be about their wedding but I would also like to include proposal / honeymoon pieces in there too. If you would be interested in something like this give the post a like and reblog to have more people see it too! 

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defying gravity

shance support week; day 7 - free day

@shancesupportsquad

but i know they’re with the angels defying gravity

lance takes a deep breath stepping forward towards the tall yellow pillar, among the millions other sleek black ones. stretching out for miles. each sticking up fro the ground. whispering screams of those buried before.

“hey buddy..” lance’s voice cracks as he kneels in front of the pillar.

“can’t believe it’s been three years already..” he smiled weakly, reaching to press his hand gently on the stone. “not much has changed.. keith’s still impulsive as ever, yano.” lance speaks out loud, laughing alittle. “allura cut her hair, and does she look good.” he grinned.

“shiro’s letting his grow, which i’m pretty into. as long as he doesn’t grow a mullet like someone we know, right?” lance shook his head.

“i’m kidding, keith actually ended up cutting his hair. he never said why. all he said was ‘it was getting long, it might get stuck in something’, blah blah.” lance sighed, “you know him,” he leaned forward slightly. “but i know it’s because you told him it might look nice cut.” he whispered soothingly.

“oh! i cut mine too, but it looks the same though. nothing special.” returning to his regular voice, lance smiled softly.

“coran wants to grow his out, i think he’ll look like a rockstar because of those cool altean markings he has, but allura’s against it.” he frowned. “keith and shiro don’t want to get in it, but matt is on my side.” he chuckled.

he stayed silent for a couple minutes, glancing to his left seeing matt, shiro and keith standing side by side in-front of a pillar mirroring the yellow one, but green.

“matt still hates me. keith too. but they won’t say it.” his eyes well up, slowly. “after you- we never really had a good conversation in months.” he huffs.

“it’s probably only a matter of time before shiro leaves me.” he smiles weakly at the pillar. “you’re probably rolling your eyes and saying i’m being dumb and you’re right.” lance sniffs, his eyes glossy and cheeks red.

“i really should have died a long time ago..” he trails off, eyes moving to the screen reading the translation from his helmet.

Tsuyoshi ‘Hunk’ Garett  - 1999/2027

lance let himself cry. he doesn’t care anymore. he stares at the name for what feels like hours.

“there’s no fight we cannot win,” lance sings softly, hearing the gravel footsteps from behind him. he ignores it.

“just you and i, defying gravity with you and i, defying gravity.”

lance lets out a choked laugh, as he feels a hand on his shoulder.

“they’ll never bring us down..” voice cracking at the end, he holds himself together. refusing to cry fully in front of them.

lance picks himself off the ground, the hand moving. he presses a button on the side of his helmet darkening his visor. he see’s shiro in his vision, keith and matt slightly stepped back. shiro is looking at him in concern.

“ready?” he asks, soft as ever. lance’s knees feel like jelly. he nods, swallowing the lump in his throat.

“yeah, let’s..let’s head out.” shiro grabs lance’s hand as they walk back towards the lions. lance silently grateful for it. yet, the small ache in his chest still there. lance and shiro get into black, while matt and keith enter green.

once in the lion, lance down on the floor of the cock pit, pulling off his helmet to wipe his face.

“lance?” there’s that damn soft voice again. the one he doesn’t deserve. the one that makes him feel safe and happy.

“i’m sorry,” he blurts out. “i’m so sorry, shiro.” he sobs into his hands. shiro’s kneeling in front of him. his helmet off aswell.

“baby..” lance shakes his head.

“i’m so useless! it isn’t fair. it’s not fair that i’m here and the two most intelligent beings in this entire universe aren’t!” he shouts, pushing shiro’s hands away. “why? why? why wasn’t it me?”  

shiro stares at lance, sadly.

he understands how hard this is. it’s hard for all of them. but lance took it the hardest. he watched them pass. he told shiro how he saw the light leave hunk’s eyes. how he saw pidge take her last breath. shiro had seen death countless times. but to lose loved ones.

shiro sighed reaching for lance again, this time not being pushed away. he pulled lance into his arms and held him there as the younger cried.

“lance, listen to me..” shiro threads his hand through lance’s hair. “there’s nothing i haven’t told you already. we are a team. whatever you’re going through, we all are. we aren’t going to leave you.” he pauses, leaning back to make lance look up at him. “i’m not going to leave you.” he says firmly. lance looks at shiro’s face, searching for anything. shiro’s smiles sweetly.

“you know, pidge would have roughhoused kicked you if she knew you’ve been mourning her all this time.”

shiro successfully gets a small ;laugh out of him. shiro smile widens.

he leans forward pressing a light kiss against lance’s cheek. 

“i love you lance.” he whispers softly, lance’s eyes gloss over with more tears but none fall. he sniffs softly, wiping his eyes again.

“i love you too, shiro.”

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so special

i'm surprised, you don't wanna stay by my side

lance turned his head staring at the crowded table. always the same girls and guys flooding the table, seeking the same attention from one person.

he understood them. he was one, but he learned the hard way. guys like him, aren't worth their praise.

"lance, stop staring already." hunk whispers, nervously. lance rolls his eyes, glancing back at him.

"not like he'd notice anyway." hunk sighs, glancing quickly at the table and back at lance.

"i know but keith...." lance scoffed, turning to stare at said boy. he's staring back. lance almost laughs.

"let him look." hunk sighs again. lance's then feels a buzzing in his pocket. lance let's his gaze fall from bright violet eyes to his leg. he takes a deep breath in before standing.

"i'll catch up with you later, hunk!" he yells over his shoulder, rushing out of the cafe into the chilly autumn air. not noticing the pair of gray eyes following him.

lance spots the familiar black car, waiting in the parking lot. lance glances over his shoulder, seeing him standing there staring at him. he could see the glint in shiro's eyes telling him not to get in that car.

lance's heart clenched.

then the horn beeped and lance felt his legs carry him to it. opening the back and getting in the back seat.

"took ya long enough, blue." gus, muttered in the front seat. noah, the girl driving laughed lightly pulling away from the school and shiro. lance rolled his eyes, leaning back in his seat.

"whatever, let's get out of here."

he turned, just to check, seeing shiro no longer there. he clenched his fist.

lance laughed brightly, holding shiro's hand tight.

"i'm gonna fall!" the man beside him laughed as well, reaching to hold lance's waist.

they were at the beach, walking along the rocks leading to an abandoned lighthouse.

"you're not gonna fall. i got you." shiro said through his laughter. lance was a giggling mess as he couldn't hold his blance, clinging to shiro desperately. he stepped forward, finding yet another unstable rock. he gasped, gripping shiro tighter.

"why are all these rocks wobbly!?" he whined. shiro laughed at the other boy, lightly. lance mocked glared at him.

"meanie.." shiro rolled his eyes and turned pulling lance's arms around his neck.

"hop on, you big baby." lance squealed, hopping on shiro's back, wrapping his legs around shiro's middle.

"horsey!!!" he screeched like a little kid. making shiro laugh as they continued their journey. lance smiled at shiro's head, turning to stare at that ocean's horizon. thinking how he'd never want to be anywhere else.

"hey! wake up sleepy head, parties started." lance groaned, waving at the voice.

"go away..."

"i'll throw water on you." the voice taunted, lance didn't take it as threatening. he lifted his head, blinking a couple times coming face to face with noah. he squinted.

"what time is it?" she huffed, moving to the nightstand, handing him a cup of water. he took it gratefully.

"11:45. gus sent me to wake you, think hunk's here with pidge." she told him as he sat up. he looked down at his shirt. it's stained with..ketchup? he glanced up at noah for an answer. she snorted.

"you were demanding McDonald's and got ketchup all over yourself." he sighed. noah moved away from him rummaging through a dresser.

he pulled off his shirt, setting it to the side. she tossed him a shirt, he looked at it and laughed.

it was a baby blue crop top, with the words daddy's girl on it in black.

"i want that back." she muttered, walking to the door. she glanced back at him. "now, hurry up. or there'll be no more booze."

after she had left, lance stared at the shirt. he shook his head putting it on. he got up from the bed looking at himself in the large body mirror.

it looked.. good, on him. normally, he wouldn’t wear this kind of shirt to a party. he’d only wear things like this if he wanted some attention. after the week he’s been through, he’d say he deserves a little attention. he turned spotting a choker, that closely resembled a dog collar. he did not want to know where she'd got it from. he picked it up anyway and placed it around his neck.

staring at himself again, he pulled his shoes on, that ironically matched the shirt and walked out of the room down the stairs, the loud music pounding in his ears.

he strode into the crowd confidently. earning a few looks from guys, with cups in their hands.

he found gus and noah huddled in the kitchen with hunk and pidge. noah noticed him first and smirked.

"nice touch, blue." lance winked at her, glancing at hunk. his brown face was tinted a light pink as he stared at lance.

"dude, you look good." lance laughed patting hunk's arm.

"thanks hunk." pidge poked at his stomach.

"don't you care what shiro's gonna say?" lance smiled, taking the cup, gus offered him.

"not in the slightest." he took a sip, letting it burn his throat. "now let's party!"

shiro had shown up an hour into the party.

lance was on his fourth drink. the buzz was setting in slowly. he stopped dancing with some jock he didn't know the name of, to stare at shiro.

their gaze met and lance knew shiro was staring at the dog collar on his neck. he felt his legs weave through the crowd, finally standing in front of shiro.

"dance with me?” shiro looked like he wanted to say no, but lance didn’t let him. he took his hands and pulled them in the middle of the floor. lance’s heart was beating hard in his chest. he quickly counted to ten and wrapped his arms around shiro’s neck.

“you look beautiful, by the way.” shiro mumbled as they swayed. lance tried his hardest to breathe normally.

“you’re not special. you’re annoying.” his mind rang out subconsciously. lance beamed.

“thank you. you look pretty good yourself.”

“there’s someone else..”

shiro smiled kindly at him. lance smiled back.

they swayed together for a few more minutes.

“lanc-”

“shir-”

the looked at each other and laughed softly. lance moved his hands, on shiro’s shoulders.

“you go first..” lance watched shiro swallow hard.

“okay, uh- you need to stop this.” lance held his breath. “you need to stop skipping classes to go smoke and drink with your friends.” lance pulled his hands away from shiro slowly.

“correct me if i’m wrong, but you were doing the same thing right along with me.” he tried to say as calm as possible. shiro sighed and reached for lance’s arm.

“let’s talk somewhere else.”

“shiro?” lance looked over his shoulder, his patience wearing thin. the drinks in his blood taking their affect quicker. keith stood there with the most stupidest look lance had ever seen. his stupid mullet and stupid violet eyes, making lance’s blood hotter.

“do you know?” words spilled out of lance’s mouth like water. unable to stop once they’ve gone. “of your golden boys past? how he used to-”

“lance.” a warning, from shiro. he wanted to challenge it. to see how far lance could push his buttons before shiro throws a fist.

but he stopped. you always go to far lance. a voice rang out in his head. catching himself, lance smiled. stay in line.

"fine.”

lance took a deep breath in before turning and leaving the house altogether.

a voice called out to him to wait, but he didn't look back.

he knows he's not that special.

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shance support week - day 4: on your side

@shancesupportsquad

lance didn’t feel the affects of the poison until only a day after he was released from the healing pod. he heard the voices. the whispers of his teammates, talking behind his back. his own boyfriend speaking in hush tones whenever he was around.

that’s when the scratching started.

small lines on his arms, then longer on his thighs.

shiro found him on day three, scratching aimlessly as he started at the blue lion.

lance was thinking of how blue must of hated him from being a burden.

how shiro hadn’t touched him in so long. how much shiro spent his time with keith. how shiro never looked at him the same.

day four, he saw shiro kiss keith.

day six, lance had dream about hands. touching him, pulling at his shirt. he couldn’t breath. he screamed and screamed. no one came.

by day ten, lance was completely unstable.

shiro could see the way lance twitched in his seat his. the way he mumbled to himself. the scratches on his arms. shiro was worried out of his mind. he couldn’t do anything but watch.

coran said lance had to work the poison out of his system. it was supposed to be gone five days ago.

shiro should have never let lance go on that mission by himself on that planet.  he should have went with him. he should have done so much more.

“we have to take it out of him.” coran said to them as they stood in the medical bay. lance in a healing pod. they had out him in there after he scratched his arm so hard in drew blood. then lance started screaming.

shiro stared at how lance frowned in his sleep. lips twitching upward in pain. shiro’s heart ached tightly in his chest.

“none of us know how to do surgery. how are we going to get it out?” keith asked, his voice shaking slightly. hunk had silent tears rolling down his cheeks as he looked at lance.

“we’re already headed toward olkarion. i’ve contacted ryner of the situation. she will be performing the surgery herself.” coran mumbled sadly. “we’ll be there in a varga.”

once they were on olkarion, lance was calmer.

shiro carried him as gently as he could on the way towards the olkarian hospital. ryner met them at the entrance. she looked down at lance, sorrow written all over her face.

“ryner..is it okay if i’m in the room, during?” shiro asked, his voice soft. ryner glanced at him, then back at lance. she nodded. shiro held his breath as relief flooded him.

“thank you.” ryner smiled sadly at shiro and ushered them in. stopping the rest of them outside, telling them to rest. other olkari were around shiro and lance, showing them the way to lance’s room. once there, shiro placed lance on the bed, then stepped back only to be gripped back. his eyes widened as he looked at lance.

he barely had his eyes open, eyes glossy and red.

“don’t leave me.” shiro brushed lance’s growing hair from his face, kissing his forehead softly.

“i’m right here, baby.”

almost in an instant lance’s eyes filled back with panic, his eyes wide and awake. shiro knew that look, he’s been seeing it for days. 

“lance, i know you’re in there.” he started, hearing ryner giving orders behind him. “i know you can hear me. fight this, baby. you’re so strong.”

shiro leaned down and kissed lance’s head again.

“i’m here, on your side, we’re all on your side. we aren’t going to leave you.” shiro’s eyes filled with tears. “so don’t you leave mine. lance.”

lance looked up at shiro and he could see the pleading look behind them. shiro kissed him again.

“you’re going to be alright.”

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ANNOUNCEMENTS!!!

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'about u' series

there are 12 parts in total and i will be posting them throughout these weeks. they're fics based on an album called "about u" by MUNA. i wanted to aim for a non/gen but i think it would be better to pick a ship so that ship is: shance.

basically how this works is these fics are inspired by a song from the album. i want to try to post in a schedule but knowing me i'll end up posting never lmdkfjjs

SO! yeah, i'll be posting small previews and updates and yeah! im very excited for this series!

sky doesn't blue - future au

this au is about lance, generally. some characters are missing but thats apart of the au so don't hate me! :)

here's a summary;

lance has seen more death and destruction than happiness and peace. he's been back a forth between realities and astral planes and magical words, he's never known what's real anymore.

lance's seen alot in his years. but nothing would have prepared him for this.

after sendak took the throne, when lotor died, everything went downhill. he's had thousands of fleets at his finger tips hunting voltron down. wiping out more sections of the galaxy faster than zarkon ever did. there still was a large portion of people and planets who believed in voltron and helped but it was almost never enough.

lance believed they'll make it though. even if that meant doing something that could change everything.

10 years fighting in this war.

it'll be enough.

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so yeah! the future au will be in parts. how many? i have no idea, but im going to say 4 but it will change, most likely.

i'm really really excited for these projects and i hope u enjoy them!!!

also before i forget! i have an ao3 account and i might be placing this on there after all the post are posted here on my tumblr! so it could be easier to read for people who may not like reading fics on tumblr!! but nothing will be posted as i update, only after i’m done! (but that may change if people request me to start updating it on ao3 and tumblr). so yeah! see my ao3 acc here: n_writes ! 

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to add: please leave him alone.

it's not fair that some people have it out for kuron. that boy has been manipulated and abused, no doubt since shiro was with the galra/haggar, reiterating again, getting experimented on :/

it fills me with so much anger to see post about his hair and other things that may be wrong with him.

it also irks me that people KNOW that he's been abused and manipulated and it's not his fault. yet they CHOOSE to be angry with him. and the fact that they know and are still arrogant and rude toward him and hating on him? is so unbelievably annoying.

that anger should be directed elsewhere. kuron is a breathing person and should be acknowledged as one. not just a "clone".

sorry, i’m gonna get a little ranty for two seconds but:

straight up kuron is 110% not aware that he is a clone. season 5 really drove this point home. but he IS shiro, for all intents and purposes; he has the same body, same memories, same moral compass. he doesn’t know what he’s doing and that lack of autonomy is terrifying and disgusting, especially considering that shiro was a prisoner of war who was forced to be a gladiator and whose body was experimented on without permission. he’s struggling, so much, that he even allows himself to shake apart in front of one of his teammates.

this is why i get a little mad every time i see some dumb post about “fake!shiro’s haircut is ugly and that’s how we know he’s evil”. like please lay off? kuron is being manipulated and used. he is a weapon. a by-product of a ruthless war. the point of his character is to emphasize how awful war can be and what we will do–what boundaries we will push—in order to win.

so instead of scoffing at his lack of an undercut, please remember that kuron is a victim, and that he deserves our understanding, not our derision.

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MY BROTHER SAID "WHERES HIS MUSCLES" WHEN HE SAW SHIRO SJSJSM

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the only think i'm gonna be talking about is how jeremy screamed "form voltron" in lance's voice im out here fucki g crying i