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Taking care of you- Shklance Week Day 7
So when i was trying to come up with an idea for this day, one of my friends, @gorgonopsidofawesome, suggested someone being sick and I reminded her that I already did that. Then she suggested a continueation of it, so here you go. A continuation of Day two-Movie night, enjoy. Oh also, Bonus day will be late because finals are a thing. Domestic/Day out
Keith swiped his ID on the card reader, allowing Shiro to pull the door open when it beeped. Both had grocery bags in hand that swung as they headed to the elevator.
“Strong immune system my ass. I should have known he’d get sick.” Keith grumbled, causing Shiro to give him a patient smile. Just a while ago, it had been Shiro who was up in bed, sick as a dog. Lance and Keith came over and took care of him and did a good job of it. On the last leg of his cold, Lance decided that it was safe to kiss him. And it would have been perfect, had he not sneezed right on Lance’s lips. While he felt so horrible, it had been kinda funny seeing Lance jolt back and react so violently. Then of course, it was a slow downhill spiral of him getting sick, before he crashed and was the pile of whiney, miserable mess that was currently holed up in his dorm room. Hunk had kindly informed them later, that while yes, Lance did have a lot of siblings, he had the worse immune system out of all of them.
“He probably didn’t want me to worry.” Shiro mentioned, trying to cool Keith down. Having two sick boyfriends one after the other didn’t seem to help Keith worry. And Shiro knew that Lance held a special place being Keith first boyfriend. “If I didn’t sneeze on him, I’m sure he’d be fine.”
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Shklance Week Bonus: Crossover
Star wars cross over!
Lance as Padme, Keith as Anakin, Shiro as Obi-Wan
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I think that the roles I assigned are perfect
Keith as the special one with power and high expectations and is constantly pissed on by higher ups for not fulfilling those ridiculous roles.
Lance as the the one who chose their position and has no special powers or fighting skills but cares and puts themselves out there to protect people. (Also looks fabulous in Padme’s outfits and yes the last panel was 100% necessary)
Shiro as the man who fulfills a destiny without question because it’s all he knows and yet is still a kind and loving soul, even if he wasn’t ever exposed to that love.
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☆ shklance week day 6: starlight ☆
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Shklance Week - Day Two
Man, I am so late again. This one turned out pretty long, which I will say is why I’m now late on the other days.
The prompt for this one is ‘game night’. Again, I’d love feedback if you have any!
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Shklance week day 3, snow day (NSFW)
Please be aware this is very NSFW to make up for it being late.
Shiro could hear the shower running when he got back from his run, groaning at the cold running through his body as he shivered out of his gear, curling agaisnt himself as he skipped up the stairs. He grabbed his dressing gown from the bedroom before following the curious absence of his husbands and the sound of uneven drips hitting the floor of the wet room connected to their room.
Then he heard it, the very obvious and clear moan that could only come from Lance. He swallowed thickly and used his human hand which wasn’t frozen by the snow outside to push the heavy door open. He blinked through the steam to see Keith leant back against the wall, hands fisted in Lances short brown locks as the taller man knelt between his legs, tongue lapping over his dick slowly. Keith was all but whimpering under his ministrations so Shiro could only guess that it had been going on for a while now. His chest was heaving under the downpour of the floating shower head and Lance hadn’t even turned around.
“Get your ass in here and let us warm you up Daddy.” He purred, blue eyes wide as he made Keith aware of the others presence, purple orbs snapping open with a deep moan when he made contact with Shiro and Lance swallowed him whole at the same time.
“How could I turn down such a generous offer like that Princess?” Shiro chuckled, dropping his robe and slipping under the water, Lance braced between his strong legs as he crowded over Keith, pining his arms above him and kissing his wet, open lips. Lance groaned and twisted so he was facing them both, hands running up and down the insides of Shiro’s thighs, teasing over his balls on the downstroke a couple of times. Keith let himself be handled, leaning into Shiro’s body the best he could with his hands pinned, tongue slipping out over his lips long enough to tickle the elders own.
Lance smirked to himself, a hand wrapping around both his husbands thighs to draw their heavy cocks together and lap over them both, earning matching whines from above. He kissed each tip, lapping at the ends and suckling just below until Shiro reached full hardness, curling his wet hand around them together.
“Fuck Princess.” Shiro moaned into Keith’s mouth, metal hand warming up in the steam, dropping to press into Lances hair, knowing that the cool sensation would work to his advantage. Lance shuddered and turned to kiss the metal palm, rising his face and resting his cheek in the palm. “You’re such a pretty thing.” Shiro smiled down at him as Keith thunked his head against the tiles, hips canting slightly agaisnt the one sided friction he was getting. Lance leant forward to lap at the red skin in front of him and he shuddered, moaning wantonly. “What do you want Baby Boy? Hmmm? What can we give our pretty pet?” Shiro let go of Keith’s hands who sunk to his knees, kissing at Lances neck and curling into his lap to grind against his own erection.
“Both of you?” Lance rested his hands on Keith’s hips to steady him and smirked, leaning closer to suck a deep red bruise into the pale skin of his neck, swallowing the whine that escaped after. “Please Daddy?”
“Good Boy.” Shiro growled possessively, stopping the shower to get out, standing them up and drying them off gently. Keith was so far in his headspace Lance had to hold him up, whispering praise into his ear as he ran a hand thought the tangled tresses of his hair, kissing his temple. He had been teasing him all morning, already pulling two rounds out of him before they even got in the shower and he had to be carried to the huge bed they all shared.
“You been misbehaving Baby Boy? Couldn’t wait for me or something?” Shiro wrapped his big, flesh hand around Lances throat from behind, his naked body flush to his slender one as he whispered into his sensitive ears. “Wanted to get yourself off so badly you reduced Keith to this? Did you even wake him up the first time?” He watched the blush spread over Lances tan chest and bit at his ear gently. “Oh really? You are desperate aren’t you Naughty Boy? After last night as well? My my what are we going to do with you?”
“Keep him plugged at all times and just attach a vibe whenever he gets too much?” Keith moaned from the bed, making grabby hands at them both with a huge pout on his kiss bruised lips.
“Hmm I like the sound of that, think you would like that Lance? Make it so we don’t even have to prep you? Just bend you over the nearest surface and take what we want?” Shiro pushed the other forward, sending him sprawling over the bed, head landing on Keith’s stomach.
"Fuck Daddy, Sir, Please.” He whined, drawing his knees up underneath himself and presenting his ass to Shiro like some well trained porn star. Keith raised an eyebrow and tangled his hand in Lances short hair, dragging him up for a kiss as Shiro got behind him, massaging his hips and legs evenly.
“I think we should go to the toy shop tomorrow.” Keith murmured against his lips and Lances body covered in goosebumps, pushing back against Shiro’s hands as they rounded his ass, dipping the metal fingers down the crack teasingly.
"I think we should.” Shiro suddenly pulled Lance up by the chest, metal fingers spread over his chest as he claimed his mouth, grinding against him until they were both panting. “Get lots of different colours, think you could take one big enough for both of us to get in you Baby Boy? Think you could go to work knowing that when you get home we could both sink into you at the same time? Pressed flush to you? Lips all over you? Get some nice new clamps to tease your pretty little nipples long enough to send you over the edge the second Keith pulled them off how he likes so much? Hmm?” Both Lance and Keith moaned loud enough to cover the way Shiro’s voice cracked at the image, lapping at Lances lips between sentences. Lance was grinding back against him so temptingly he had to grip his hipbones in a dangerously tight embrace as a warning. “I think we’re spending a lot tomorrow aren’t we?” He hummed and the others chuckled weakly, precum mixing on Keith’s stomach as they both leaked at the idea alone. “Best prove you deserve it today then better you?” He suddenly shifted back, dropping his legs off the bed and forcing Lance eye level with Keith s cock, positioning his ass high enough to hook both arms around his upper thighs and lift him just too high for it to be comfortable.
“Yes Daddy! Yes Sir please! Please let me show you.” Lance whimpered, shifting the best he could as Keith’s fingers held his jaw steady, filtering through his hair none-too-gently.
“Go on then Princess, show us how much you are worth.” Keith purred, pushing his head down until his lips wrapped around his cock perfectly, biting his lip to hide the moan that wanted to escape.
“Good Boy.” Shiro bit his plump ass hard enough to make him shriek around the appendage before spreading his cheeks and licking a thick stripe over his hole without any warning. He could feel Lance shaking in his arms already and set to sloppily opening him up without rushing or making it too much for the younger man.
"Hmmm, he’s being very thorough Shiro.” Keith moaned, eyes forced open to watch Shiro’s tongue disappear inside the tight ring of muscle once again, Lance’s back straining under the position and concentration, working Keith to the very back of his throat and swallowing a moan. “I think he really does want new toys.” Lance shuddered, loving how they could talk like he wasn’t even there.
“Oh I think he does indeed. Do you think we should make it interesting?” Shiro hummed against his loose pucker and Lance yelped between them, eyes rolling as he choked himself again, tongue heavy in his mouth.
“What do you propose?” Keith let his eyes wander over the tanned mans skin, hand coming out to run over his taunt back gently.
“If he makes you and I cum before he does he gets double the amount? If he comes before one then he only gets the usual amount?” Shiro purred and offered Keith his human fingers to suck on, smirking darkly as the digits were enveloped in tight heat. “If he comes before both of us he gets to go in but not buy anything.”
Lance whimpered, whining distressed at eh idea of that level of horror. He worked on Keith’s tip as he tried to even out his breathing and get himself more in control and back from subspace.
“I think that sounds fair.” Keith kissed the tips of the fingers when he released them, hand tangling in Lances hair and holding him still as he rolled his hips up into his face deliberately. “I would love to spend time there and watch him pant and whine when he couldn’t take anything home with him.” Keith smirked darkly as Lance shot him a begging look, sucking hard on him as he pulled out again.
“Come on then you.” Shiro slipped two fingers into Lance without warning and he groaned, struggling alighting in his grip and vibrating Keith’s whole member as it rested at the back of his throat, making his eyes roll back in bliss.
“Fuck Baby Boy.” Keith moaned, letting Lance control the pace again as he reached over to pump Shiro’s purplish neglected cock a few times.
“Daddy.” Lance whined and Shiro placed him back on the sheets, reaching over to the dresser and getting the pump of lube, coating his fingers properly before turning around to find Keith had propped the others hips up with a few different pillows already. Shiro crowded over the skinny man to kiss Keith hotly, licking into this awaiting mouth before he slid his wet fingers down to properly finish opening his youngest husband up.
"Please Daddy!” Lance all but screamed when fingers brushed over his prostate and bucked against his hand, whimpering when Keith thrust himself back into the warm wet heat of his mouth.
"Shhh Pet, I got you.” Shiro purred and slicked himself up, pushing in with one smooth movement. Keith moaned out with Lance as his throat vibrated with the noise and all three took a second to compose themselves before Shiro gave in and rolled himself almost the whole way out. Keith was panting as Lances famous mouth started shivering around him as he struggled around his cock, making him cum quicker than he would have liked. He let Lance lap up the whole lot before shimmying down the bed to kiss him, licking the white mess back into his own mouth with a groan, steadying him as Shiro let go, slamming into him until he filled him up, shouting his name as he folded his body over the other biting his shoulder hard enough to bruise instantly. Lance whispered, still grinding back against Shiro as Keith snuck his hand under him to wrap around his own erection, pumping twice before Shiro whispered in his ear to come and he did, the three curling closer as they did.
“No snowmen then?” Lance whispered, earning a smack on the arm from Keith and a low groan from Shiro on top of him.
“No Lancelot, no snowmen, gotta keep Shiro warm.” Keith rolled his eyes but kissed him all the same.
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Shklance Week - Day 3
So, I could keep apologizing for being late, or I can keep pushing to try and get caught up. I will keep pushing.
For this day, I chose the prompt ‘winter games’. This could be established relationship or budding relationship, whichever your heart desires.
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Gazing at you- Shklance Week Day 6
I think this is the shortest chapter I have. I know Bouns Day will be really long. Anyway, I had to use the little I remember from Astronomy for this chapter, so I hope you enjoy. Sunlight/Starlight
“How is it that we keep losing a 5 foot 8’ Cuban boyfriend?” Keith asked out loud as he and Shiro walked down a hallway. Lance had disappeared again, for the 5th time this week. They didn’t say anything at first, maybe he was with Hunk or Pidge or maybe he needed time to himself. But when it kept happening and they couldn’t find him with Hunk, Pidge or even Coran, they got concerned.
“I don’t know, but we seem to be doing it with frightening accuracy.” The two reached one room and looked inside, not really expecting much. But there he was, Lance was sitting in the room, facing the wall length window. The whole room was dark but they could still make out Lance’s hunched body in the starlight. The two dark haired Paladins looked at each other. Lance was being uncharacteristically quite, even for being by himself. Shiro approached him first and kneeled next to him, “hey Lance.”
Lance looked away, his distant eyes focusing on Shiro. “Hi. Uh hey.”
“We were looking for you. Are you ok?”
“Why wouldn’t I be?”
“You’re being quite, even for you.” Keith said from above him, causing Lance to lean back to look up at him.
“It’s nothing.” Keith narrowed his eyes and Lance flinched before looking at the window again. He pulled his legs tighter to him, trying to hide his mouth in his knees. “Well, there is something. It’s really stupid anyway, but… my eldest brother and I would go stargazing at the beginning and end of summer every year. According at Pidge, we’re coming up on that time. This is actually the first time I won’t be there. Somehow we never missed a single session, but now…”
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The best snowman wins.
Shklance week! Day 3: Winter decorating/Snow day Again, featuring the AU where they never went to space.
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Shiro couldn’t believe his eyes.
He knew that Lance and Keith’s relationship began with some sort of rivalry, he knew that they used to fight and compete about everything, oh god, he knew all of those things. But this?
It all began when Lance woke them up earlier than usual. He was super excited and didn’t stop calling for them until they got to me window with him. It was snowing outside. Keith and Shiro shared a knowing look, and went to get their coats. In days like these, Lance ended up begging to go outside. Usually, they didn’t let him because it was too cold.
Once they were on the whiteness of the garden, Keith had the catastrophic idea of making a snowman. And of course Lance had to make another one, bigger, prettier, and more awesome than Keith’s. The mullet boy did not back down, and swore to his soul that he was going to make a snowman greater than Lance’s.
The only thing Shiro could do was stand there, and wait patiently until their bickering was done.
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Thirty minutes was enough, and ENOUGH. Even though Shiro was calm and collected, it was freezing outside and the only one who actually felt it was him. But the other two? Nope, they were deeply concentrated on their masterpieces.
It was rather hilarious to see the snowmen that were born that day. Keith’s was a weird pile of white, with two buttons simulating eyes, an apple as the nose, and a thin line as the mouth. By the other hand, Lance made two perfect giant snowballs, one bigger than the other, and put them together to form a really elegant figure. He used rocks to simulate the smile, a carrot as the nose, two more rocks that were particularly grey, and finally, something that seemed to be a perfectly white towel on its head.
The two of them looked at each other firmly for a few seconds, and then they snapped at the same time at Shiro.
—WHICH ONE LOOKS BETTER, REFEREE?!
—Referee!?
Shiro didn’t know how to react. And also, he didn’t know how to answer that sudden question. He loved them deeply, and he wasn’t going to show any favoritism towards one or another. It was clear that Lance made the best snowman, but what about Keith…? He put all of his effort into that… Snow pile, and he was going to reject it? He was slowly starting to feel the guilt crawling up his spine.
—Who said I was the referee in the first place…?
—You stayed here the whole time we made these! I thought it was obvious! —said Lance almost desperately.
—Lance! Why did you…!? That’s cheating!
—What? Keith, what do you mean Lance is cheating?
—Is it because mine is better?
—Shut it, pretty face! You made Shiro! That’s not fair, you are trying to win him, not the contest!
Realization hit Shiro like an incoming train. That was the white thing on its head! His tuff!
—It doesn’t matter now! Shiro, who’s the best?!
This was getting out of control, and if Shiro didn’t do anything to stop them, their relationship would go down, down, until hell and even further down. And he loved them so much, God, why did he have to choose?
…actually…
—I choose…
—!!!
—…Klance!
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—…Shiro…?
—That’s it! Both of you are great! I choose Keith and Lance!
—That’s not how it works!!
Keith was blushing furiously, even though it was so cold, and Lance was hiding his currently tomato red face.
And Shiro? He was proud of himself. Yes, if he could, he would put a golden star on his jacket, for having the cutest boyfriends ever.
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Balance - A Shklance Nightmare Mini
Please be aware that this story is more h/c than the fluff I had planned.  It features themes of mental illness, specifically PTSD, disability due to injury, and some dark thoughts.  I don’t think it’s too bad, but please don’t read this if you feel that might impact you negatively.  Also, feel free to message me with questions if you’d like more detail on the content before reading or if you feel there are any tags/warnings I need to add to this.
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Don’t believe it- Shklance Week Day 5
Here’s day 5. It has more Sheith in it than Shklance, but it’s a tip off from yesterday’s more Klance peice. Hope you enjoy. Dream/Nightmare
This wasn’t real. It couldn’t be.
‘Please let it not be.’ Was all Shiro could think as he stared at the scene in front of him. He saw Lance, on his side, the white of the armour stained red. He wasn’t moving. God, was he even breathing? He couldn’t tell.
A raspy breath pulled his attention back to what was right in front of him. His Galran hand, still glowing purple, was speared through Keith. He could see his bloody hand from the other side of Keith’s body. His pale skin almost looked translucent and blood had slipped past his lips.
He wanted to say something, anything. How did this even happen? How could he do this? Why?
“H-How could you?” the question rasped from Keith’s lips. The betrayal and heartbreak was so evident in his eyes. “You killed Lance and you killed me. You’re nothing but a monster.”
Shiro’s eyes shot open, his breath stuck in his throat and his chest tight. He could feel his hands clench as his breath hiss from his clenched teeth. His whole body felt tense. His eyes focused on the two bodies next to him.
Keith and Lance were somehow still asleep, facing each other. Keith had one arm thrown over Lance’s waist, but Shiro could feel Keith’s feet near him. Keith was originally the one getting the cuddles, but Shiro must have pulled away at some point. Good. He couldn’t hurt them now.
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Shklance Week Day 5. Nightmare/Dream
Lance’s nightmare; suffering of self, unable to protect himself, trapped without hope. (He’s dreaming about the time he was trapped in the pod)
Shiro’s nightmare; suffering of others caused by himself. Surviving whatever comes with whatever means he has, soaked with the blood of innocent and guilty alike. (Who’s hands reach? Those he failed first.)
Keith’s nightmare; suffering of others that he’s unable to prevent. He fears loss more than anything, the hurt of simply not being enough when it matters most. (Keith doesn’t dream often but when he does it’s always been his failures.)
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💃dances out with all the jazz hands.
@bosstoaster this is all your fault, ye cat.
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Seek and You Shall Find ~ Shklance Week Minific
[What? I wrote a prompt on the day it’s happening? WHAT? Leave it to me to build an entire AU around this one prompt, but I did the thing. I am not great at multi-chaptered longfic, so I don’t know if there will be more of this world, but I had a blast writing this. Anyway, here is my second @shklanceweek offering, I hope you enjoy!]
Seek and You Shall Find by Kyochan/aurumdalseni Voltron Legendary Defender Ship: Shklance (Shiro/Keith/Lance) Day 4: Supernatural/Fantasy Summary:   The youngest prince of the McClain family was never meant to ascend to the throne, but he has a gift no one else does. He is a Seeker, the first in hundreds of years. The one who can find and awaken Voltron, a legendary entity with unimaginable power. Threatened by the possibility of its existence, the Galra king sends his best assassin to kill the Seeker before he can find and awaken Voltron.
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Luck was on his side tonight.
Even though he’d seen Keith walk out several minutes ago, he still stalked the entirety of their modest room at the inn, then turned to close the curtains on the window. He lowered his hand to his belt, knowing the familiar pressure of his dagger hilt against his palm, even if he couldn’t feel it with the construct prosthetic. The blade had a wicked sharp curve and a barb on the inside; one strike was all he needed. Standing over the bed, he looked down at where his charge – actually his mark – lay sleeping soundly. The journey was taking its toll on Lance. Even though he slept deep, his brow had drawn into a knot, the shadows under his eyes more pronounced in the darkness, his cheeks looked more hollow. Perhaps it was just as well this would be the night he slept for good; there would be no more violence awaiting him. Kuro had no doubts his soul was destined for the bright side of the Maker’s wheel, there didn’t seem to be a shred of malice in him. Pride, sometimes arrogance, a wicked wit, but not malice. If anyone would know what to look for, it was Kuro.
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Fly with me, swim with me, just be with me- Shklance Week Day 4
So when I was thinking of ideas for today, I was stuck between this and a monster hunter!Shiro/Vamp!Lance/Werewolf!Keith story that is already going to be it’s own story. So yeah, this is a Barbie Fairytopia/Mermaidia AU. Yes, I still like Barbie. not the dolls or anything, the movies. They’re good movies. Tease me if will, but I like it. Oh and I based the looks of fairies from @catnippackets twitter art dump with fairy!Keith and Lance. So enjoy. Fantasy/Supernatural
Keith jumped off Hunk’s back as the landed on a small sandbank with a rock formation overhead. He peeked out and didn’t see any firebirds.
“I guess we’re safe for now.” Red said, as she floated over his shoulder.
Keith sighed and thought how he even got into this mess. He was a wingless fairy, only one of his kind to his knowledge. It got him a lot of unwanted attention and teasing but he put up with it. He had Pidge, Red and Alfor, his flower home. They never treated him differently so he never cared that he couldn’t fly. Then those who could started to lose the ability to. Alfor wouldn’t respond to him and Pidge was losing her ability very quickly. They suggested that Keith go talk to Allura, the Guardian fairy. He didn’t see the harm in going to inform her and Allura was very concerned. She let him stay at her home but had disappeared the next day suddenly. All he knew was that the entire stream of events was cause by Zarkon, a dark fairy. Hunk, the butterfly he was with, had been asked by Allura to look after Keith if anything happened. They were on their way to Zarkon’s castle when the firebirds, creatures of the villain he was after, came and attacked them.
“Hey, flyboy!” Keith looked over to see two mermen over by the shoreline. One was tanned with brown hair and blue scales scattered around the parts of his body Keith could see. He also noticed that the brown haired merman’s blue eyes rivalled the blue of the water he was in. the other merman had black cropped hair, but his fringe was white and hanging in his face. He only really had scales scattered on his right arm, but that didn’t make him any less appealing to look at. In fact, they were both pretty good looking. The blue one started yelling again, “do you have any idea how low you were flying? Some of us we’re trying to relax. What gives?”
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I haven't watched the series yet.
Shklance week! Day 2: Movie night/Game night. Currently using the AU where they never went to space but met each other either way. And they are reacting to the Third movie of Madoka Magica. You know, Rebellion?
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—Lance, you know we love you, both Shiro and I, right?
—Huuuh, yes?
—Now, be honest with us and tell us, why are we watching an Anime movie, out of all the other thousand possibilities?
Keith was looking firmly at Lance with an exasperated sight, and Shiro ignored them. Lance had invited his two boyfriends to spend the night with him, watching a movie that he had in his to-watch list for a long, long time. But it seemed that now Keith disliked the idea of watching a movie about Magical girls and pretty dresses and girly stuff.
—Come on, Keith, I already saw the TV show with my little sister, and she made me promise to her that I would watch the Rebellion Story, which is the DVD that I actually put into the TV.
Keith grunted, and sat back on the couch with his frown deeper than usual. Shiro patted his head before speaking up.
—You know, Keith, sometimes you have to be a little more open minded. We accepted to give this night up for Lance. Next time, you can invite him to watch something you like. Of course I can bring you to my home, too.
Shiro kissed Keith’s cheek sweetly, making him blush slightly, and Lance eyed both of them with some jealously on his expression.
But there was no time to pout now. The movie was already starting.
—…is that some sort of purple jewel? It looks pretty. And why is it falling down like that?
—That’s a Soul Gem. The center of the story are those. You will find out eventually. And it’s not falling down, it’s sinking.
—Oh.
The first minutes of the film were a complete chaos for Keith. He didn’t understand anything. Shiro seemed to be enjoying the animation and the initial battle. Lance was… Well, he was shocked.
—Why is Sayaka there?! And Kyouko!? And Mami?! And that’s not a Witch! IS THAT MADOKA OMG IT CAN’T BE! SHE SHOULDN’T BE ABLE TO INTERACT WITH THEM AFTER BECOMING A-!
—Lance, sweetheart, you are screaming and giving spoilers at the same time —said Shiro soothingly. He began to brush Lance’s head gently, comforting him, but the blue eyed teenager was still surprised. Keith felt tempted to ask what were the Witches, and all the people that he mentioned, but decided to keep his mouth shut and wait for the film itself to explain everything.
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Indeed, after almost fifty minutes of paying full attention to the plot, he had made himself a rather good idea of what was happening. 1- A group of girls exchanged their souls for a wish. Now they had to fight monsters called Witches, that were born from other Magical Girls who fell into despair. 2- Three of them suffered a lot. 3- One became a goddess and saved the other three (excepting, apparently, the blue haired one. Sayaka, wasn’t it? She died anyway) 4- Keith’s favorite character up until now was Homura, but from the moment she got badass, not before. And now, the mullet haired teenager was clutching a pillow with all his might, alongside with a terrified Lance and a stoic but smiling Shiro.
—Lance, I’m pretty sure that I know who the Witch is. —he said solemnly.
—Don’t you dare to spoil the end, Keith.
—If you ask me, boys, I think that girl, Kyouko, is the Witch.
—What makes you think that, Shiro? —questioned Lance intrigued. Keith ignored their theories and went on with his own reasoning. The Witch had to be…
—Sorry to interrupt you, Shiro, but the Witch is Homura. I’m 100% sure about that.
They were about to start one of the greatest debates in all the recorded history, but a sudden plot twist in the movie made them turn their heads around to see that, unfortunately, Keith was right.
—You’ve watched this movie before, haven’t you, mullet?
—I haven’t! And don’t call me mullet! I still dislike that nickname!
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—I’m completely and utterly confused, angry and shocked. —said Keith during the credits. From the moment that Akemi revealed that she was the Witch, he knew things were going to go from bad to worse, but this? It was just too much.
—Why, how, when did Homura become a Demon? How!? Is that even possible anymore?! And screw Madoka, she doesn’t deserve to be a Goddess! Homura should’ve been a God and Madoka a Demon!
—Keith, it’s not that bad… At least everyone is alive now…— Lance made a useless attempt, again, to calm his red boyfriend down. He liked the movie, and he liked the end, even if it was illogical or anything. But Keith didn’t.
—I HATE THAT ENDING! IT CAN’T BE RIGHT! There has to be another movie, Lance, please, tell me there is another movie.
—Huh, oh, there, huh, there isn’t.
Shiro came back from the Bathroom right before Keith yelled at Lance about his anger towards the film. He made Lance promise that they were going to watch the full series, even if he had already seen them, and that he was going to get to the bottom of the problem.
Lance and Shiro sighed. And to think that Keith was the one who didn’t want to watch the anime in the first place.
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Lessons in Flirting - A Shklance Game Night Mini
Another entry for Shklance week.  It’s actually a day 2 theme, but I worked on it too hard not to post even if it’s late.  it’s actually still so rough, but I’m done fucking with it.  and this is yet another one that ran away with me.  Please note that I messed with their ages some so they’d be in school at the same time.  And though this is high school and Keith and Lance are underage in some countries, there’s nothing explicit here, it’s all fluff.  Ok, enough of this, to the fic!
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“Snacks?” Lance questioned solemnly, holding up a finger.
“Check.” Keith confirmed.
Lance held up another finger.  “Drinks?”  
“Check.”
“Remotes charged?”
Keith nodded.  “Check.”
Lance scrunched up his nose in thought.  “Did we miss anything?”  It wasn’t like there was much to this anyway.  The restrictions at an all-boys boarding school made it hard to have much to work with when trying to create an atmosphere, but they were trying.  Shiro deserved their best.  They were just lucky to have found out about the guy’s unholy love for wii sports and that Lance happened to be the only guy on campus in possession of both a copy of the game and a console to play it on.  Otherwise he didn’t know how two gangly and kinda dumb freshman would have gotten the attention of the senior rugby captain.
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Shklance Week Day 3: Snow Day/Winter Decorations
For @shklanceweek day 3. It’s our boys walking through a snowy park on their day off. I took a picture from google and editted it to make the background! I was feeling way to tired to draw and color a proper background so maybe next time! 
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Sing with you- Shklance Week Day 3
Ok, so this is a Warblers AU, meaning I’m focusing on the acepllea glee club, you know from Glee. Kaline was one of my favourite relationships and I really wanted to do ‘Baby it’s cold outside’ with these three boys, but I didn’t really put it in here. One I didn’t think it correlated with the theme, even with the beginning part, and two, I wanted a lot of action during the song but the way i do songs is give each character a thing with their words, like bolded or underlined, but they lyrics would be spread apart by action, I decided not to. If i can figure out a better way to do this, I’d like to write that scene. Tell me what you think and enjoy. Winter Decorating/Snow Day
Lance stood in front of a Christmas tree in the Paladin room.
“Stupid rule about newbies having to decorate the whole room. Whose idea was that anyway and why does the tree have to be so damn tall?”
Lance was a student at Voltron Academy, a private school well known for its sciences and arts. It was the type of school that had a sister school, Altea Academy, they were that posh. Lance entered the school when the bullying at his school got much more violent. Being bisexual wasn’t really accepted by the popular students and the only person who seemed to care was Mr. Coran, his old glee club coach. His parents, sick of seeing him coming home with bruises, used their vacation money to pay for the first year at Voltron.
There he joined the school’s acapella group, the Paladins. He felt safe at the school. It acted as a boarding school as well and he never got any grief about his sexually orientation from his roommate Hunk. Then again, Hunk was the sweetest person alive so… anyway, while he felt guilty that his family couldn’t go on their vacation because his parents wanted him safe, he felt like he couldn’t trade his time here for anything. The friends that he made here felt much more real than the friends he had at his old school. Not that crushes were any better here.
Takashi Shirogane and Keith Gyeong, two of the lead singers in the Paladins and Lance’s current crushes. Problem, they were going out with each other. Good side to it, apparently the two had been in polygamist relationships before. Lance wanted to be with them both, but his insecurities didn’t help. The two always got either solos or lead duets in any performances and they were amazing together as a couple. What could he bring to the relationship? He was sure Keith wouldn’t want him in it; the two got along enough, but could argue for ages. Honestly, it felt like the only way to get his attention. And Shiro, he was so kind and nice to him, making sure he was ok, but he was like that to everyone. What made Lance so special?
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