#keith is fire and lance is ice

[justaz]

coleaders klance who have each others back whilst arguing til they're blue in the face. a dignitary from a planet watching keith and lance argue and lance says something and runs away before keith can rebut it which leaves him scowling. the dignitary seeing this as their way in with the black paladin and saddling up to him and complaining about lance. keith doing a complete 180, his eyes going yellow and his skin slowly shifting purple as he glares at the alien and the alien panics and is just like "haha sike hes actually really cool and amazing and i would do anything he asks ahahahaplsdontkillmehaha"

a dignitary finding out keith is galran and seeing klance argue so he goes to lance, the red paladin and second in line should anything happen to the black paladin, and insulting keith's heritage and implying that should lance stage a coup then he'd have whatever planet the random alien is from in his corner. lance pasting on a wide, faux smile and "soothing" the aliens fears/concerns about keith being galran by saying that if their planet doesnt want a galran to save them then voltron wont force them to join the coalition and they can fight the empire themselves. the alien freaking bc hello??? their planet against the might of the galran empire?? they'd be crushed!! and the alien is just like "i meant no offense im so sorry pls dont leave us for dead"

[anonymouszephyrus]

My Klance Playlist for my fanfic—Y'all can listen to it when you read or write!

I may add or remove songs as the fic grows or something. Next chapter is coming soon!

[novelistwriter]

The Family of Halfa's

DP x DC Prompt (With other Fandoms, this prompt was inspired by "Wished Away Series")

Danny and Wes had been together for a while. Wes was, at first, not considered part of his friend group, but as time went on, Wes integrated himself as part of Team Phantom.

Now that Wes was a full ghost, and the Consort to Danny, as he is the Ghost King, Clockwork had decided that the Halfa and his Consort are the perfect option to raise the souls of those the Time Ghost takes pity on as new Halfa's with a new start, meaning these souls don't have the memories of their past lives, but powers and such related to their previous lives.

The oldest of the reborn souls they got was a boy named Adrian Agreste, but not any Adrian, the Cat Blanc Adrian, who was plucked from his timeline before it was erased and offered a second chance at life. His power is still destruction, but only when he is feeling intense negative emotions.

The second oldest, who came a few years after Adrian, was named Callum, a boy who died at the hands of the Sunfire Elves before help had arrived. He doesn't have any unique powers but is adept at the Arcane Arts than any (fully) living person.

A few months later, another soul was given to them. His name was Eli Shane, and he perished in the Eastern Caverns during the battle with the Emperor. Eli's powers allow him to access 5 elements, with him limited to one until he switches to another, Fire, Air, Earth, Water, and Energy. And because of Junjie, Eli's other Ghost Power allows him to learn any martial arts much quicker than any being.

After a year, another soul was given to them, one of a courageous young man named Link who stopped a Demon King but suffered too many injuries to be saved. His power is time related, but not too powerful. If he dodges an attack at the last second, he is able to move faster than anyone to attack his opponent for a short duration.

2 more years later, two souls were given to Danny and Wes, Keith and Lance, who perished at the hands of a mysterious foe while giving their team time to escape. Their powers are similar yet different at the same time. They both can summon spectral lions, but Keith's is red and has fire powers, while Lance's are blue and have water related powers.

Finally, 3 years later, Danny and Wes are given 5 souls of kids, kids who died participating in a war to stop a bad guy. Aang died fighting Ozai. Zuko and Katara died in the Agni kai against Azula. Toph and Sokka died when the Airship they were on crashed in the sea before Suki could arrive on time. Aang has air and animal related powers, Katara has water and ice powers, Zuko has fire and electricity powers, and Toph has earth and metal powers, Sokka doesn't have any unique powers, but is a natural leader and adept at learning how to use any type of weapon.

After the Quintuplets were reborn from Danny, the rest of the souls were as well, as Danny needed to host their cores to have them reborn as Halfa's, Danny and Wes thought that they needed to live in a dimension, and not the Keep Danny inherited, as Danny and the reborn Halfa's need to eat regular food as well ad needing Ectoplasm, and so the kids could interact with other living people and not just the Ghosts in the Infinite Realms. So they chose a random dimension with a lot of Heroes to live in, with Clockwork giving Wes a new body to be a Halfa himself.

And now the family made of all Halfa's is living in a place called Gotham, a Gothic City with enough ambient ectoplasm as Amity, but they had caught the attention of the Vigilantes of the City, as the entire family are Alternates to the people of the dimension.

Danny is an alternate younger Jason Todd, but not as Buff. Wes is an alternate younger Roy Harper, also not as buff. Adrian is an alternate Dinah Lance. Callum is an alternate and younger Hal Jordan. Eli is an alternate Lady Shiva. Link is an alternate and younger Barry Allen. Keith is an alternate Jon Kent. Lance is an alternate Damian Wayne. Aang is an alternate and younger Bruce Wayne. Katara and Sokka are alternates to Dick Grayson. Toph is an alternate and younger Cassandra Cain. Finally, Zuko is an alternate and younger Tim Drake.

[fujikosouvenir]

Voltron's lions and their pilots from the future (that is: 1999).

Black Lion: 黄金旭 Akira Kogane (American dub: Keith Kogane) nickname: チーフ (Chief) Effective in aerial combat. Total length: 40 meters, weight: 200 tons, ground speed: 300 km/h, weapons: Black Sword, Black Bazooka, Black Missile, Black Beam, Black Boomerang.

Green Lion : 錫石宏 Hiroshi Suzuishi (American dub: Pidge) nickname: ちび (Chibi) Forest combat. Excellent jumping ability. Total length: 20 meters, weight: 100 tons, ground speed: 400 km/h, jump height: 200 meters, weapons: Green Sword, Green Gun, Green Tornado, Green Missile, Green Needle, Green Laser, Green Knife, Eye Flash.

Yellow Lion: Tsuyoshi Seidou 青銅強 (American dub: Hunk Garrett) nickname: 向こうっ気 (Rebellious) Land combat type, not good at air or sea battles. Total length: 30 meters, Weight: 150 tons, Ground speed: 500 km/h, Weapons: Yellow Sword, Yellow Bazooka, Sandstorm, Grand Fire, Yellow Missile, Gatling Missile, Eye Flash, Sand Mine.

Blue Lion ファーラ姫 Princess Farla (American dub:Princess Allura) & 銀貴Takashi Shirogane (American dub: Sven Holgersson) nickname: だんまり (Silent) Invincible in underwater combat. Length: 30 meters, Weight: 150 tons Surface Speed: 200 knots, Underwater Speed: 100 knots Weapons: Blue Sword, Jet Arrow, Water Rod, Harpoon Missile, Ice Missile, Fish Missile, Blue Missile, Blue Claw, Blue Laser, Eye Flash

Red Lion: 黒鋼勇Isamu Kurogane (American dub: Lance McClain) Nickname: お天気屋 (Weather Vane) Specialized in underground combat. Total length: 20 meters, weight: 100 tons, ground speed: 300 km/h, underground speed: 200 km/h, weapons: Red Sword, Red Fire, Magma Missile, Red Laser, Double Pod, Eye Flash.

[princesslucky]

Last night I got high as fuck before going to sleep and I had the most vivid dream that I was in a group chat on tumblr but the members were my classmates from middle school. I hated them back then and I haven't spoken to them in 8 years. But for some reason I was venting to them about klance. I clearly remember sending voice messages saying that the only reason klance didn't become canon was because it'd be too predictable and they thought a "no way!!" couple was a better idea for the show. I mean, Keith and Lance were so obviously shippable it was painful. Ice and fire, rivals that ended up soft asf for each other, black cat x golden retriever, introvert x extrovert, no family x big family. Of COURSE had they been in any other show they'd be making out by season 4. And also, in "voltron: defender of the universe" Keith ended up with Allura, so no one expected a paladin to end up with her in the new version, especially since they portrayed her 100 times stronger and badass and unaffected by Lance's flirting. They just wanted to throw us off guard, building up to the perfect couple but not really building up to it, only making it obvious for the trained eye. Then I started feeling really embarrassed because no one was answering and I got a private dm from my friend telling me klance WASN'T platonic in canon, but it was just Keith having an unrequited crush for 8 seasons straight. It really made me think. They were actually hinting to it, but they couldn't say so because they knew they wouldn't actually be together in the end. I'm probably not making any sense but nothing makes sense.

Btw this made me realize I really need to get a life so today I went out and literally got a job lmao

[year-of-the-lion]

Keith getting Lance to help him lay down suppressing fire against Myzax so that Shiro and Pidge could escape, instead of just going in head first... I'm enjoying the ground work that was laid for him having a solid mind for tactics (unpolished and impulsive he may still be, but the potential!).

Then a few episodes later Lance turns it back on him with the Balmera. Very fire and ice balancing each other of them.

[sukoshininja]

Blood Gamble

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

"It's not mine."

That's what Lance had said, because it couldn't be. He would know. Wouldn't he?

But judging by the look on Keith's face, he was clearly missing something.

"We need to put pressure on that," Keith said slowly in that carefully enunciated voice, the one he used when he was trying to hide his alarm.

Again, it wasn't his. But he knew better than to interfere when Keith was like this, teetering on the edge of panic. Better to let him see for himself. 

Lance allowed Keith to remove his left rerebrace, which, to Keith's credit, was slick with blood. Keith wrinkled his nose and bit the tip of his glove, pulling it off his hand.

"See? Not mine."

 "Nothing on this planet bleeds red, Lance," Keith reminded him as he forcefully pressed the rubber glove into Lance's tricep. 

Oh yeah.

But if that was true, then why didn't--

Oh. Oh. Okay. Now it hurt. The pain was so sharp it felt cold, spreading ice to his nerves in his fingers. He wiggled them experimentally. Bad idea.

 Keith tapped his helmet, activating his comm, "Red team withdrawing. We need to get Lance to a healing pod. Stat."

"Do you need an extraction?" Allura asked, concerned. 

"No, but he's losing a lot of blood."

"How much blood are we talking?" Hunk asked as Lance's vision started to get fuzzy around the edges

"Tourniquet level," Keith replied as he pulled his hairband out with one hand, the other still holding pressure to the wound. 

His heart was beating so fast that Lance half expected it to explode. He tried to focus on taking big slow breaths, but he found himself gasping for air when it seemed like he couldn't get the air in fast enough. Oh no, he was hyperventilating. That couldn't be good. 

"Hold this," Keith instructed as he folded the band in half and wrapped it around Lance's arm, pulling the elastic tight.

The pressure on his brachial artery was not a welcome sensation, he realized as he felt his hyperactive pulse push against the elastic band. Nausea rolled in his stomach.

Keith snapped his fingers in front of Lance's nose. Lance tried to focus on the eyes looking back at him with intensity. "I'm gonna need you to keep pressure on this, as much as you can."

Lance nodded, the pain making him feel so weak he was numb, like his extremities were slowly disappearing. It wouldn't be long before he was weightless. 

Keith hoisted him in a fire's carry before bolting for Red.

Lance was barely aware as his cheek lay against the cockpit floor. It was cool. And he was the coldest he had ever been. 

Fog pressed up against him, clouding his awareness. 

-nce

What was that?

-ance!

The sound dipped in and out, gently, like a lullaby. 

Lance! What's your blood type?

And everything was quiet. 

*   *   *

There was a pressure in his head. A pounding. Wait. That's what sounds were. Those were sounds. Funny. He couldn't understand them. Not yet. It was like they were all meshing together in one big blob that echoed through his head like a gong.

It was dark too. Oh. His eyes were closed. He should open them. Nope. Too hard. He could wait. Something was off, and he wasn't terribly eager to find out what. 

When Lance came to, he was on his knees.

He slowly opened his eyes. The light burned. He squeezed them shut again.

"How are you feeling, Lance?" a booming voice asked and Lance flinched. 

"I--" words felt weird in his mouth. And was that supposed to be his voice all frail and scratchy? "I'm alive, I-I think."

"You had us for a while there," the voice continued. Lance recognized it as Shiro. 

"Can't keep me down!" Lance replied weakly. Sensations were gradually beginning to return. None of them were pleasant. 

He tried opening his eyes again. Still too bright. 

"You saw that, right?" Pidge asked, alarmed. 

Shiro made a corrective noise. "Let's focus on getting him stable before getting side-tracked. Lance, can you stand?" 

Lance tried, but it was like his muscles couldn't be bothered. "I don’t think so."

"It's okay. I'm going to carry you, alright?"

Lance nodded. As Shiro lifted him, he attempted to open his eyes once again, but this time only by a hair. It was still too bright, but it was bearable, and he could roughly make out the figures around him. They were in the medical bay. He must have just exited the pod. 

"Should I wake him?" Pidge asked, gesturing at a makeshift cot.

"Let's wait until Lance gets settled," Shiro advised. He gently carried Lance, bridal style, to his room. 

Pidge pulled back the sheets and Shiro gently placed him down on the mattress. They fussed at him, arranging his limbs, fluffing pillows and tucking him in. Shiro adjusted the weird cape thing that draped from Lance's shoulders. It reminded him of that thing barbers snapped around your neck when getting a haircut. 

 "What's this?" 

It did not escape him how they both stiffened. 

"We’re gonna wait until you are a little more sober," Shiro said carefully. "You'll get to see it soon, after you heal a little more."

That bad?

"Chicks dig scars," Lance made it sound as flippant as he could. 

Shiro regarded him with a calm mask. "Do you need anything? Water, more pain killers?"

"Can you turn the lights down? They really hurt."

Shiro adjusted the dimmer until the lights faded to a soft glow.

Everything came into sharp focus as he was able to open his eyes fully. His vision was still a little off, though.

Pidge was looking at him intently, almost as if she was studying him.

"How long was I out?"

"Long enough to have us all worried," Shiro answered. "I'll let the others know you're awake. I'm sure they'll want to see you, but it's okay if you're not up for company just yet."

"I can say hi," Lance offered.

Shiro nodded and stepped out of the room, the door sliding shut behind him. 

Pidge was still squinting at him. He was not about to apologize for the low light. She looked pale, like all the color had gone out of her. 

"Why do you look...less?" 

"You're standing in the presence of a universal donor, you greedy bastard," she announced proudly, striking a hero pose.

That couldn't be right. She was much too small. She definitely didn't hit the weight limit to safely donate. "I thought you had to wait at least another year to give blood?"

"If I waited, you'd be dead."

Oh.

"You're welcome."

"I don't know how to thank you," Lance said quietly. He owed her his life, that was a debt he would never be able to repay.

"Don't. Anyone would have done the same."

The door slid open and Keith strode in, out of breath and hair a mess.

"How was your nap?" Pidge asked. 

"I brought the pain drugs. Is he sleeping? Why is it so dar--" Keith made eye contact with Lance and froze. 

"Shit," he whispered.

"Keith!" Shiro called from down the hall, he appeared in the doorway a moment later. "I told you to wait."

But Keith wasn't paying attention. His eyes locked on Lance, lower lip trembling. Suddenly he turned on his heel and all but ran out of the room. 

"SHIT!" Lance could hear him scream into the hall.

Not exactly the reunion he expected. 

Shiro heaved a tired sigh, "I'll be back."

*  *  *

It had been days, and Lance was getting antsy. 

"Is it really that bad?" he asked Allura when she brought him breakfast one morning. 

"Is what bad?" 

"My face."

There was a reason all the mirrors were covered, that Shiro had tried to stop Keith from barging in, that when the others come to see him they wore curated expressions.

"Still got your looks, if that's what you're concerned about," Allura laughed, mussing his hair affectionately.

Lance tried to lean into and enjoy the rare casual touch Allura graced him with. But the feeling that they were hiding something from him wouldn’t leave him alone. 

"Keith took one glance and bolted," Lance challenged. He hadn't been back either. That bothered him more than he cared to admit. 

She smiled softly. "I believe he feels at fault for what happened to you."

Lance's memory was pretty hazy at best, but he seemed to remember Keith saving him. "What are you not telling me?" 

Allura hummed thoughtfully. 

"I'm going to find Shiro." She raised a hand at Lance's protests. "He can explain it better than I can. I'm afraid I don't quite understand how you earthlings work. He wanted to be the one to tell you anyways."

"You're scaring me."

“It’s been a very scary time for all of us,” she agreed as she slipped out the door.

When Shiro walked in a few moments later his mouth was set at a grim angle. "Hey, champ. How are you feeling?"

Lance shrugged. "Arm hurts. I'm stuck in this room because you won't let me out of bed. And everybody is hiding something from me."

That came out a lot harsher than he had meant it. But he was frustrated. 

Shiro nodded somberly as he took a seat on the bed, facing him. "We should have had this talk earlier, I'm sorry. We wanted to give you a chance to get your strength back a little first. I understand your frustration, but I still stand by that decision."

Shiro placed a hand on his shoulder. "I think you know this, but we came so close to losing you. There was a stretch where we didn't think you would make it. "

"Hunk said Pidge nearly killed herself to save me."

"She gave more than she should have,” Shiro confirmed. “However, you needed more than she had to give. When it became clear she would bleed herself dry for you, we had to make a choice. Losing both of you was not an option."

Hunk had conveniently left out that bit. 

"But neither was losing either of you. So, as your senior officer, I made a decision. A decision that should have been yours. But in the moment I was so scared of losing you that I didn't care. I am sorry I took away your choice. But understand that I do not regret my actions. The important thing is that you're still here, the rest is details."

Shiro looked down at his mechanical hand. Flexing his metallic palm open and closed a couple times. He reached behind Lance to undo his cape. As it fell off his shoulders, Lance braced himself for what he expected to be a nasty scar.

Only there was no scar.

Because there was no arm.

“There was no saving it,” Shiro whispered after a moment. “I’m so sorry.”

Lance could feel his heart rate quicken as his breaths became shallower. He lost his arm. They cut off his arm! How was he supposed to shoot?How was he supposed to pilot his lion? He couldn’t be a paladin anymore. He couldn’t even return to his life before, not with one arm.

“When you’re further along in the healing process, we’ll get you outfitted with a prosthetic,” Shiro continued. “Coran claims my Galra tech is too clunky and that Altean tech is much better suited for prosthetics.”

Oh yeah. Shiro had lost his arm as well. He seemed to be doing just fine. Alien technology for the win. When he dreamed of following in Shiro’s footsteps, this isn’t quite what he imagined.

He forced a smile that he didn’t feel. “We’re twins.”

“Now back to that choice I made.”

Lance felt his stomach drop. There was more?

"As I said, Pidge alone couldn’t save you. But she wasn't the only one aboard with an O negative blood type. But given that Keith’s not all human we didn’t know how your body would tolerate this blood. But when it became clear that you need more, what choice did I have? Watch you die? Or pump you full of alien blood and watch that possibly kill you faster? Or possibly live? At least you had a chance. So I gave the order. I didn’t even ask him.”

Was that why Keith couldn’t stand him? Because he stole his blood?

Shiro sucked in a big breath before slowly letting it go. “It saved your life, but there were…side effects.”

“Side effects?”

Shiro handed him a pocket mirror.

He caught a flash of yellow, glowing, pupil-less eyes from a familiar face.

“He turned me into a quiznacking Galra!”

Next Part -> my whumptober masterlist

[mikkmeek]

Ignore the respost, tumblr messeed up the original, but I posted a new chapter yesterday!! The fic's alive!!

And you can read it here!

Title: 5 Times Lance Adjusts To Piloting The Red Lion…

Chapter: 4/6

Fandom: Voltron

Warnings: N/A

Rating: General Audience

Words: 2k

Chapter Desc:

Allura takes a step forward, her hands clasped in front of her. “Each of our lions associates with an element. Blue, as you may have guessed, works incredibly well underwater because she works with water and ice. Red on the other hand…” She looks up at Red.

“Is a fire elemental,” finishes Keith.

Lance looks to the shore and frowns. “So he doesn’t do great with water.”

[madhatter1208]

Fame and Fortune(are nothing compared to you)

Also on Ao3 under Psychosnapdragon

Chapter 2: Lance

Lance isn’t sure when everything in his life decided that it was going to collapse, but like, fuck this. He hasn’t talked to his girlfriend in about a week then he sees a post of her straddling some other guy on a beach in California. His Mamí, hell his entire family is pissed at him because he hasn’t visited them in Cuba since Christmas and it’s fucking April. He’s pretty sure he’s just pissed off that really hot stunt double because he made fun of him, like what an asshole move!

He kinda wants to scream or cry and he can hear everything, his girlfriend breathing on the other side of the phone, the footsteps of all of the employees and he needs everything to stop. He can’t even think, but he also can’t move so he’s just standing there listening to his soon-to-be ex scream at him. His, now, ex finally hangs up on him and he still can’t think clearly it’s like he’s been dunked under ice water. He stumbles into his trailer, numb to the world.

He doesn’t know how long he’s been scrolling, and even though he hates himself for it, he can’t convince himself to get up. He’s arguing with himself about getting up, he needs to study his lines, but if he’s going to do that then he needs to find the script and if he’s going to find his script then he needs to clean his trailer and he just can’t do all of that right now. Allura is going to so pissed. He sat there for a while he really doesn’t know how long until Allura comes in to get him. “Lonce” She says in that posh accent that he can never place. “I told you that you needed a haircut for the movie”

She had, in fact, told him that he would be needing a haircut for the movie he was only half listening though. Damn it why is everything so loud right now? Lance walked over to the set up they had for his and a few other people's haircuts. He feels numb but hypersensitive at the same time. He sits down next to the pretty stunt double named Keith.

"What haircut am I getting?" he asks only having just realized he doesn't know.

"Really just a trim on the sides I believe." Allura says absently.

He sits for a while and Lance really doesn't mind the way it turns out, he feels, lighter. Which is ridiculous because he didn't even shed much hair but it's nice.

Lance feels his phone vibrate in his pocket and take it out. His sister texted him telling him to check social media. He opens Instagram and searches his name to find a post saying renowned actor Lance McClain's girlfriend outs him across social media. He clicks on the video and sees Nyma, his newly broken up with ex saying "Lance is not straight or as perfect as people think, he is bisexual and straight up dirty." She rants in the video "I may have cheated on him but I assure you he more than deserves it for being a bisexual piece of filth."

Lance doesn't know how to feel, he just came out to her and his family and he wasn't out to the public yet. That homophobic bitch had almost immediately left for California after he came out. He should have known. He doesn't feel comfortable now that the media will surely be honed in on his love life.

"Shit!" He yells. Why did this bullshit have to happen right before he starts working on a movie? If this gets enough bad media he could get fired!

"Allura!" Lance calls, "you have to see this!" She'd have found out eventually he tells himself as she walks over to him.

"What is it Lonce?" She asks as she walks over to him. Lance stays quiet and just shows her his phone.

"Oh my!" She gasps, "That... That" she struggles for the correct wording.

"Allura just say bitch." Lance says drily.

"That Bitch!" Allura, somehow, elegantly exclaims. "I loathe to use profanity but in this situation it's more than called for."

Lance can't help but chuckle despite the shitty situation. Allura hates cussing yet, every rare time that she does she manages to make it sound as if she had said some fancy word like 'exquisite'. Allura has the sort of effortless regality that makes you feel like a hobo no matter who you are. Lance knows he's no slouch as far as looks or poise go but Allura is a league of her own.

" Allura" Lance says, "Is this going to get me fired?"

Allura pauses, "I do not believe so, if anything this might be good press for you."

Then Lance comes to a realization, Pidge! That weird ass genius will be his salvation. But that also means risking their wrath. Pidge is one of his best friends and his agent but he really didn't want Pidge to threaten his ex, a very real very possible outcome.

'Time to risk it all' Lance thinks pulling out his phone to call Pidge. They answer "This better not be over something stupid Lance." Pidge answers the phone in that, somehow, terrifying monotone voice they mastered.

Lance takes a deep breath "Go to any social media platform and search up Lance McClain." He says quickly

Pidge would usually respond with some version of 'are you being vain, Lance?' But they must here the shake in Lances voice because the next time Pidge speaks it's through a gasp, "Lance, no are you OK?" Pidge says uncharacteristically serious.

"I'm fine, but tell me we can do something about all the attention on me particularly my love life." Lance says shoving down all of the ugly emotions trying to bubble up.

Pidge sees through his lie but chooses not to comment. "You can post something saying you're proud of who you are and come out officially to the public maybe call out Nyma." They say, "But, I don't think you'll have much privacy until the media moves on to another story"

Lance sighs, "At least most people are on my side." He admonishes.

Lance makes the post 'I saw what my ex posted and it's true I'm bisexual and I'm not ashamed of it, if people don't like that then they should look at themselves.' He smiles when it immediately gets a surplus of likes and comments.

[greenrow]

Working on a project together

Lance thinks he's so sneaky (he's not)

this is an adaptation from @herodzn other klance comic

you can also find it on ao3 here

They were in Keith’s collage room. It was a cozy little space, walls filled with posters with his favourite movies and bands. Keith had his laptop open on his lap, typing away for the project they had to deliver for professor Coran’s class. His back was being supported by two fluffy pillows, making him sink into them a bit.

Lance, who was previously scanning the book for any type of information that might be helpful for their project, glance up taking in Keith’s concentrated face. He could see Keith’s eyes scanning his screen, his left eyebrow scrunching the slightest. His bangs were falling into his eyes, escaping from the half up-do he had made some 20 minutes ago. Lance took a mental note of how Keith’s hair had grown since their first year. He thought back to that time. How it seemed as if they couldn’t stand each other, just like water and oil. Fire and ice, red and blue. He bit back the little giggle threatening of escaping his throat. First year him would be so confused if he knew that, right now, Lance was sitting in Keith’s bed, barely a foot away from him, using Keith’s own pillow to support his back.

Tilting his head, Lance lets his eyes rest on Keith’s figure just a moment longer. He could feel how his cheeks grew warmer. Maybe it was the temperature in the room, the comforting light pink walls making it cosier somehow, or, maybe, it was all because of Keith. Him in his ugly blue sweater (although ugly wasn’t the first word popping in Lance’s mind while looking at the boy), his trademarked black pants and his messy hair. Lance wanted to rip his hair out from just what Keith made him feel. Nonetheless, Lance keeps his eyes trained on him and his smile grows softer.

Keith’s voice rang in the previous silent room, slicing it.

“Hey, Lance? Do you know if we-”, he cuts himself off, lifting his head from his computer screen, finally.

“Uh?”, he says out loud, tilting his head to the side slightly. He wasn’t expecting Lance’s eyes to be on him already. And, most of all, he was not expecting to see that look in Lance’s eyes. Soft adoration.

Keith knew all to well about that look. Shiro would not stop teasing him about it when they had their weekly hang out sessions. He would always comment how Keith’s eyes would soften comically fast while looking at Lance. How Keith looks at him like he hung the very stars he’s so passionate about. Keith would always deny it, but he knew it. Knew Shiro’s observation was right. How Keith’s eyes would automatically look for Lance in a crowded room, how he would seek his companionship in their group, how he made sure to present professor Coran all the reasons for why they should be allowed to work together in this project. He knew what he felt for Lance went beyond what normal friends feel like. He loved Shiro like a brother would, he loved Pidge and Hunk as friends. Hell, he even loved Allura as a friend, now, as well. But, Lance… Lance was different. He had always been different. Made him feel different. He wanted to have a different relationship with Lance, something beyond being just friends. Something more. But for now he would stay put. For now, just having Lance feel comfortable around him was enough.

Keith observed how Lance’s expression changed to one of shock. He looked flustered. He looked away for a second, at the wall to his left, taking in the posters littered on his wall. He quickly looked back to the book in his hands.

“Oh.. Sorry, I spaced out…”

Lance’s voice came soft, almost shy like. Keith couldn’t help the smile creeping way to his face. They locked eyes once more when Lance, almost defiantly, glanced up. They held eye contact for what felt like an eternity (it was a few seconds at best). Looking down to their respective literatures, they kept on working on their project. A silent question dangling over their heads. They would answer it some other time.

For now, they would freeze this time.

For now, they would finish their assignment.

[vee-is-a-clown]

Please take my very rough pokemon au designs and read my rant about the au underneath the cut.

Shiro's the current reigning champion, essentially Leon from Sword and Shield but cooler because he's Shiro. In this au, Keith's dad died around when he was 5. Keith won't give more information about his life with his dad or how he ended up where he is. Keith's dad lived in an isolated old house that was about two towns away from Shiro's house so it's a pretty big mystery as to how Keith ended up on Shiro's doorstep with a Growlithe.

Adam is currently the professor of the region (Professor Adam Wisteria). I don't have much info about him except for the fact that he lets Keith hang in the pokemon sanctuary and is openly engaged to Shiro. He and Shiro used to be rivals.

Lance and Keith were also rivals (duh). They're still kinda rivals but it's different. Mainly because they're gym leaders now.

Wait, let me go over everyone's roles. (I don't have specifics about what Pokemon are on teams. Also, all gym leaders get to specialize in 2 types. I don't care about the existing rules. The second type that isn't their gym type is secondary to the gym typing. )

Zarkon is the poison type gym leader/evil villain team leader and his team consists of poison, dragon, ghost, and dark types.

Shiro is the champion and has a majority ghost and dragon types.

Adam is the pokemon professor. Idk anything about his team.

Allura is the fairy type gym leader and specializes in fairy and psychic types.

Romelle is the ice type gym leader and specializes in ice and flying types.

Hunk is the groud type gym leader and specializes in ground and electric types.

Keith is the fire type gym leader and specializes in fire and dark types (the Growlithe, now Arcanine, he had when he was little is now on his team).

Lance is the wayer type gym leader and specializes in water and psychic types.

Pidge is a pokemon trainer with a (quite intimidating) Victreebel.

Matt, Acxa, and Krolia have some importance too but I don't know what it is. Maybe they're elite four?

When they were still trainers, Lance, Hunk, Keith, and Allura traveled together. They also brought Pidge along (kinda like Bonnie in XY). Lance and Allura's connections to psychic are different. Allura seems to have a natural psychic connection with pokemon whereas Lance just likes psychic pokemon. He used to think that maybe both of them liking psychic pokemon would give them common ground and they could go on a date or something but that hope was short lived.

Design details I want to point out:

Lance acts kinda like a camp counselor (? Canp counselor vibes?) to his gym trainers and challengers. He ends up getting handmade gifts from them and tries to use said gifts. All his bracelets were gifts from trainers/challengers. He remembers everyone who gave him something.

Continuing on with Lance, his shorts are actually swim trunks so he could go swimming on the job if he wants. You decide if he takes of his shoes, socks, and shirt beforehand or if he's a few bricks short of a house.

Moving on from Lance, Keith wears headphones to avoid being overstimulated during battle.

Also, Lance is moving more because they were supposed to be posing for a picture but Lance couldn't stand still. I really like drawing Lance standing/moving around in his space and being comfortable while Keith is more stiff and seems to be uncomfortable. It showcases the differences between them in social situations.

[bluedemon1995]

Okay, I’m technically on time!

Kidge Winter Event 2023

Day 1-December 18: ice skating

“Stop staring at me.”

“But you hate winter. You hate the cold. I mean, you’re not even the biggest fan of nature. So how the hell are you this good of a skater?”

“Shhh!” Pidge looked around and sure enough, Lance’s loud voice was drawing attention. People were glancing their way. She could literally feel their eyes on her. And now she was feeling uncomfortable. She hated being the center of attention and can literally feel her face turning red. Feeling irritated she quickly skates off. Honestly, so what, she can skate, it’s not rocket science. Smirking she thought, no rocket science would be expected of her.

She keeps going around, picking up speed, it all the while ignoring Lance and thinking back to last year when she first met him and had a bit of a crush on him. Thank God she was over that. Now, she would consider him and Hunk her best friends. Smiling she can’t help but think how much her life has changed over the last year. For the better too! She skipped two grades and was terrified that she would be a social pariah in high school.

Fortunately, that fear didn’t come true. Instead, she was taking classes that actually challenged her and made her work. She had friends. Lance was super friendly and didn’t get offended when she was awkward around him. Instead, he seemed to take it as a challenge! Every day, he said “Hi”, he initiated contact. It probably took a month of him talking to her in daily class for her to realize that he was being authentic. He actually wanted to be my friend.

Life was much better even if she was younger than her peers. She saw Hunk setting up the hot chocolate table and treats near the fire.

Suddenly, her feet were taken out from under her, she was hit, spun and facing the ground. Blinking she looked directly into another’s eyes. His eyes. The mullet. Lance’s rival. He was under her. What the hell?

“Sorry, Katie. We were shooting a puck around and someone lost control. It was headed your way and, “

“Pidgey!! What the hell Keith! Are you okay?” Lance holds out his hand and grabs me by my armpits, pulling me up quickly. “You good?”

I’m trying to get my bearings and see the opposite side of the ice. They were playing hockey, and I can see Keith’s concern.

Axca skates closer, grabbing Keith’s arm and pulling him to her. “Sorry lost control of that one! C’mon Keith. Let’s go.”

I blink, still trying to get my bearings. I look up and Keith’s gaze is solidly on me. He shakes off the arm and moves closer to me. “Are you ok? We landed a little hard, but I didn’t think you’d hear me in time.”

His hands reach out and readjusts my hat and I feel his fingers lightly drift down my jawline. I blink. I’ve never been this close to our school’s bad boy.

“Keith?”

“Um, wanna, go and get some hot chocolate?”

I freeze, holy shit. Keith Kogane wants to hang out?

Unfortunately, I hear both Lance and Axca simultaneously yell our names in conjunction.

Keith, smirks, “Yeah, c’mon Katie, c’mere with me.”

I feel my face flush but this time I’m not embarrassed. I’m intrigued. I’m interested. Let’s go!

[alien-slushie]

Trying to think up a Voltron/Fairy Tail Au[IE it's just Voltron but with Fairy Tail Magic/World Building[minus the oversexualization] because...I don't like crossover fics where the characters actually interact, its just not my thing.]

Shiro would definitely be a [2nd Gen]Dragon Slayer, either Steel, Blade, or Darkness, leaning more towards Darkness.

Keith would 100% be an Requip Mage[The Knight type], with a Fire Attribute.

Lance, of course, would also be a Requip Mage[but with The Gunner type], paired with him being a Marksman, maybe with an Ice, Snow, or Water Attribute.

Earth Magic for Hunk[possibly with Giant Magic]

See now Pidge is hard because Archive Magic would work so well for her, but so would Plant Magic, or Wood Maker Magic.

Allura, I would have to say a S-Class Transformation and Healing Mage, possibly with some knowlage of Illusion Magic[cause she's cool like that].

I feel like Coran wouldn't be a Mage, but would more help run the Guild alongside the Guild Master, but if he were a Mage I'd go with Clone Magic.

They'd be called the Voltron Guild and their Guild mark would be a boxy looking lion head. Shiros Guild Mark would be on his [human]shoulder in black, Lance's on the back of his right hand in blue, Pidge's on the left side of her neck in green, Hunk's on his right forearm in yellow, Allura's on her left shoulder in pink, Coran's on his right rib cage in a sea glass green color, and Keith's on the right side of his ribcage[or on his right shoulder blade] in a deep violet[or red] color.

Aside from them, characters like, Matt, and Romelle would also be in the Guild just as like...background/semi-background characters[like Gajeel, Levy, and Mira].

Other Guilds would include other organizations like the Marmora Guild, Garrison Guild, Empire Guild[Dark], Generals Guild, and the Rebel Guild, stuff like that.

However, If I wanted to go wild with it and give the Empire Guild a reason to go after the Voltron Guild specifically; I'd make everyone a Slayer.

Shiro would be a 2nd Gen Dragon Slayer still[again either Steel, Blade, or Drakness]

Hunk would be a 1st or 3rd Gen Ground Dragon Slayer

Lance the Sea King Dragon Slayer, either 1st or 3rd Gen

Pidge would be a 2nd Gen Forest Dragon Slayer

Allura would be 1st Gen Light Dragon Slayer

But Keith's where it gets fun because I'd want him to be a God Slayer[Either Flame God, Lunar God, or Star God], but he keeps that as a secret and plays it off as Dragon Slayer Magic so he doesn't stand out OR he didn't know for sure he was a God Slayer until he was told/found out a little later[similar to how he wasn't 100% sure he was Galra until Marmora]

While this second option is fun in terms of just being OP, I like the first idea better, since there's no real overlap[Keith and Lance kinda overlap as Requip Mages but they're two different strings]. It gives them all a more diverse skill set, and individuality, and they still have strong magic, it just feels more balanced.

The Guild Mark would look something like this:

[lindsaywesker]

Deaths In 2023

January

1: Fred White (67, American drummer, Earth Wind & Fire)

3: Alan Rankine (64, Scottish musician/producer, The Associates)

6: Gianluca Vialli (58, Italian football player/manager)

10: Jeff Beck (78, English guitarist, The Yardbirds/The Jeff Beck Group/Beck Bogart & Appice)

11: Yukihiro Takahashi (70, Japanese singer/drummer, Yellow Magic Orchestra)

12: Robbie Bachman (69, Canadian drummer, Bachman Turner Overdrive)

Lisa-Marie Presley (54, American singer/songwriter, daughter of Elvis, mother of Riley Keough)

16: Gina Lollobrigida (95, Italian actress)

18: David Crosby (81, American singer/songwriter, The Byrds, Crosby Stills Nash & Young)

27: Sylvia Sims (89, English actress, ‘Ice Cold In Alex’)

28: Barrett Strong (81, American singer/songwriter, co-wrote ‘I Heard It Through The Grapevine’/‘Papa Was A Rollin’ Stone’

Tom Verlaine (73, American musician/songwriter/producer, Television)

Lisa Loring (64, American actress, ‘The Addams Family’)

February

2: Calton Coffie (68, Jamaican singer, Inner Circle)

3: Paco Rabanne (88, Spanish fashion designer)

8: Burt Bacharach (94, American songwriter, co-wrote ‘Walk On By’/‘Anyone Who Had A Heart’/‘A House Is Not A Home’/‘Raindrops Keep Falling On My Head’)

10: Hugh Hudson (86, film director, ‘Chariots Of Fire’)

12: David Jolicoeur a.k.a. Trugoy The Dove (54, American rapper, De La Soul)

15: Raquel Welch (82, American actress)

16: Chuck Jackson (85, American soul singer, ‘Any Day Now’/‘I Keep Forgettin’’)

18: Barbara Bosson (83, American actress, ‘Hill Street Blues’)

19: Richard Belzer (78, American actor, ‘Homicide: Life On The Street’/’Law And Order: Special Victims Unit’)

Dickie Davies (94, British television personality, ‘World Of Sport’)

23: John Motson (77, English football commentator, ‘Match Of The Day’)

March

2: Steve Mackey (56, English bassist/producer, Pulp)

Wayne Shorter (89, American jazz saxophonist, Weather Report)

3: Carlos Garnett (84, Panamanian jazz saxophonist)

Tom Sizemore (61, American actor, ‘Saving Private Ryan’)

5: Gary Rossington (71, American guitarist, Lynyrd Skynyrd)

8: Topol (87, Israeli actor, ‘Fiddler On The Roof’/’Flash Gordon’)

10: Junior English (71, Jamaican reggae singer)

12: Dick Fosbury (76, American high jumper)

13: Jim Gordon (77, American drummer, Traffic/Derek & The Dominoes)

14: Bobby Caldwell (71, American singer/songwriter)

15: Greg Perry (singer/songwriter/producer)

16: Fuzzy Haskins (81, American singer, Parliament/Funkadelic)

17: Lance Reddick (60, American actor, ‘The Wire’/’Oz’/’John Wick’ films)

23: Keith Reid (76, English songwriter, Procol Harum)

Peter Shelley (80, English singer/songwriter/producer, ‘Gee Baby’/’Love Me Love My Dog’)

28: Paul O’Grady a.k.a. Lily Savage (67, English comedian)

Ryuichi Sakamoto (71, Japanese musician/composer, Yellow Magic Orchestra, composed theme to ‘Merry Christmas, Mr. Lawrence’)

29: Charles Sherrell a.k.a. Sweet Charles (80, American bass player/singer, The JBs, ‘Yes, It’s You’)

April

5: Booker T. Newberry III (67, American singer, Sweet Thunder, ‘Love Town’)

6: Paul Cattermole (46, English singer, S Club 7)

8: Michael Lerner (81, American actor, ‘Barton Fink’)

12: Jah Shaka (75, Jamaican sound system operator)

13: Dame Mary Quant (93, English fashion designer)

14: Mark Sheehan (46, Irish guitarist, The Script)

16: Ahmad Jamal (92, jazz pianist)

17: Ivan Conti (76, jazz drummer, Azymuth)

22: Barry Humphries a.k.a. Dame Edna Everage (89, Australian comedian/actor)

Len Goodman (78, English TV personality)

25: Harry Belafonte (95, American musician/actor/civil rights leader)

27: Wee Willie Harris (90, English rock & roll singer)

Jerry Springer (79, English-born, American TV host)

28: Tim Bachman (71, Canadian guitarist, Bachman-Turner Overdrive)

May

1: Gordon Lightfoot (84, Canadian singer/songwriter, ‘If You Could Read My Mind’)

3: Linda Lewis (72, English singer/songwriter, ‘Rock-A-Doodle-Doo’)

18: Jim Brown (87, American football player/actor, ‘The Dirty Dozen’)

19: Pete Brown (82, poet/singer/lyricist, ‘Sunshine Of Your Love’/’White Room’/’I Feel Free’)

Andy Rourke (59, English bass player, The Smiths)

24: Bill Lee (94, American jazz musician/composer, Spike’s dad, scored ‘She’s Gotta Have It’/‘School Daze’/’Do The Right Thing’

Tina Turner (84, American-born, Swiss singer/actress, ‘River Deep Mountain High’/’Nutbush City Limits’/’What’s Love Got To Do With It?’)

26: Reuben Wilson (88, American jazz organist, ‘Got To Get Your Own’)

June

1: Cynthia Weil (82, songwriter, ‘You’ve Lost That Lovin’ Feelin’’/’Here You Come Again’)

6: Tony McPhee (79, English guitarist, The Groundhogs)

12: Treat Williams (71, American actor, ‘Hair’/’Prince Of The City’)

14: John Hollins (76, English football player, Chelsea/Arsenal/England)

15: Glenda Jackson (87, English MP/actress, ‘Women In Love’/’Sunday Bloody Sunday’)

27: Julian Sands (65, English actor, ‘A Room With A View’)

29: Alan Arkin (89, American actor, ‘Catch 22’/’Little Miss Sunshine’)

30: Lord Creator (87, Trinidad-born, Jamaican singer/songwriter, ‘Kingston Town’)

July

3: Vicki Anderson a.k.a. Myra Barnes  (83, American soul singer, Carleen’s mum)

Mo Foster (78, English songwriter/musician/producer)

5: George Tickner (76, American guitarist, Journey)

16: Jane Birkin (76, French/English actress/singer, ‘Je t’aime … moi non plus’, banned by the BBC in 1969)

21: Tony Bennett (96, American singer, ‘I Left My Heart In San Francisco’)

22: Vince Hill (89, English singer, ‘Edelweiss’)

24: Trevor Francis (69, English football player, Birmingham City/England)

26: Randy Meisner (77, musician/songwriter, Poco/The Eagles, ‘Take It To The Limit’)

Sinead O’Connor (56, Irish singer, ‘Nothing Compares 2 U’/songwriter, ‘Mandinka’)

30: Paul Reubens a.k.a. Pee-Wee Herman (70, American actor/comedian)

31: Angus Cloud (25, American actor, ‘Euphoria’)

 August

4: John Gosling (75, English keyboard player, The Kinks)

7: DJ Casper (58, DJ/artist/songwriter, ‘Cha Cha Slide’)

William Friedkin (87, American film director, ‘The French Connection’/’The Exorcist’)

9: Robbie Robertson (80, Canadian musician/songwriter/singer, The Band)

Sixto Rodriguez (81, American singer/songwriter, subject of 2012 documentary ‘Searching For Sugar Man’

13: Clarence Avant (92, owner of Sussex Records/Tabu Records, film producer, ‘Jason’s Lyric’)

Magoo (50, American rapper, Timbaland & Magoo)

16: Jerry Moss (88, music executive, the ‘M’ in A&M Records)

17: Bobby Eli (77, guitarist, MFSB/songwriter, ‘Love Won’t Let Me Wait’)

Gary Young (70, American drummer, Pavement)

19: Ron Cephas Jones (66, American actor, ‘This Is Us’)

24: Bernie Marsden (72, English guitarist, Whitesnake/songwriter, ‘Here I Go Again’/’Fool For Your Loving’)

29: Jamie Crick (57, English radio broadcaster, Jazz FM)

31: Gayle Hunnicutt (80, American actress, ‘Dallas’)

September

1: Jimmy Buffett (76, American singer/songwriter, ‘Margaritaville’)

4: Gary Wright (80, American singer/songwriter, ‘Dream Weaver’/’Love Is Alive’)

Steve Harwell (56, American singer/rapper, Smash Mouth)

8: Mike Yarwood (82, English comedian/impressionist)

13: Roger Whittaker (87, Kenyan-born English singer/songwriter, ‘Durham Town’)

16: Sir Horace Ove (86, Trinidadian-born, English film director, ‘Pressure’)

Irish Grinstead (43, American R&B singer, 702)

25: David McCallum (90, Scottish actor, ‘The Man From U.N.C.L.E.’/’N.C.I.S.’/musician)

28: Michael Gambon (82, English actor, ‘Harry Potter’ movies)

30: Russell Batiste Jr. (57, American drummer, The Meters)

October

2: Francis Lee (79, English football player, Manchester City/England)

8: Burt Young (83, American actor, ‘Rocky’)

11: Rudolph Isley (84, American singer, The Isley Brothers/songwriter, ‘That Lady’)

12: Michael Cooper (71, Jamaican musician, Inner Circle/Third World)

14: Piper Laurie (91, American actress, ‘Carrie’/’The Hustler’)

19: DJ Mark The 45 King (62, DJ/musician/producer, ‘The 900 Number’)

20: Haydn Gwynne (66, English actress, ‘Drop The Dead Donkey’)

21: Sir Bobby Charlton (86, English footballer, Manchester United/England)

24: Richard Roundtree (81, American actor, ‘Shaft’)

28: Matthew Perry (54, American-Canadian actor, ‘Friends’)

November

12: Anna Scher (78, founder of the Anna Scher Children’s Theatre)

19: Joss Ackland CBE (95, English actor, ‘White Mischief’)

22: Jean Knight (80, American soul singer, ‘Mr. Big Stuff’)

25: Terry Venables (80, English footballer, Chelsea/Tottenham Hotspur/England manager)

26: Geordie Walker (64, English guitarist, Killing Joke)

29: Sticky Vicky (80, Spanish dancer and illusionist)

30: Shane MacGowan (65, English-born Irish singer, The Pogues/songwriter, ‘Fairytale Of New York’)

December

1: Brigit Forsyth (83, Scottish actress, ‘Whatever Happened To The Likely Lads?’)

5: Denny Laine (79, English musician, The Moody Blues/Wings, songwriter, ‘Mull Of Kintyre’)

7: Benjamin Zephaniah (65, English poet/writer/actor, ‘Peaky Blinders’)

8: Ryan O’Neal (82, American actor, ‘Love Story’/’Barry Lyndon’/’Paper Moon’)

Nidra Beard (71, American singer, Dynasty)

11: Andre Braugher (61, American actor, ‘Homicide: Life On The Street’/’Brooklyn Nine-Nine’/’Glory’)

Richard Kerr (78, English singer/songwriter, ‘Mandy’)

15: Bob Johnson (79, singer/songwriter/musician, Steeleye Span)

16: Colin Burgess (77, Australian drummer, AC/DC)

17: Amp Fiddler (65, singer/songwriter/producer)

[cozycringe]

The demons… they won..

Im on season 2 of my Voltron rewatch and honestly forgot that Keith was revealed half Galra this early

anyways

Shiro is obviously a Nightwing cause like what else would he be

Keith is a Skywing/Nightwing so he can be red and breathe fire but can also be emo (he also has hivewing in him cause in this AU the Galra are hivewings)

Lance is seawing/icewing because he’s blue but also his lion spits ice so I figured if he were a dragon he would spit ice too

Hunk is a mudwing but more specifically I think he’s also a bigwings, this would make him fireproof in the WoF universe and Hunks whole thing in his lion is armor

Pidge is a rainwing (no I didn’t forget her glasses shhhh) because the green but I also think it connects her to her lions ability to cloak and her whole character arc being about disguising herself

I haven’t drawn Allura or Coran yet but I have them planned out already as well as many other parts of this AU so feel free to ask questions :]

I’ve officially hit rock bottom gamers.. Im watching Voltron again 😔

[raiyakun]

Trying to recharge my doodling after the holiday pause, I’m sorry if it’s messy ｡･ﾟ･(ﾉ∀`)･ﾟ･｡

I caught a Frillish for my backup team in SwSh, and since I already named all my other mons after my OCs and Frillish saved my butt by still landing hits even after accuracy-reducing stat moves, I named him Lance (*^▽^*) And then I found a Pawniard for my B team too and (๑•̀ヮ•́)✧