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Happy autism awareness month! <33

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super excited to finally announce my shop opening! i have 40+ print designs in 2 sizes and a variety of vinyl stickers 😊 nothing is over $5 CAD and i currently have free shipping worldwide so i hope you come take a peek! ✨

http://www.jillibeeean.com

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07.15.2021

rereading fanfics and giving Lance the love he deserves ( /^ω^)/♪♪

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more klance military au and lance struggling to braid keith’s fluffy very layered very thick mullet 

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Hello, so I was planning on doing a comic following your story. Many of the characters are probably going to be different, so that people who are not in the VLD fandom can understand. I was planning on doing The Marks We Make, or, SUADWM. Of course, I will add credits to you. I was just making sure you know! It might take some time for the comic to come out though. Thank you! (Also, instead of BL, the comic might be GL?... maybe?)

If I’m reading this correctly… I don’t give you permission to do that. You want to take MY story, and rewrite it with different characters, and possibly changing their genders? That’s not doing a comic of my fic. That’s taking my idea, my story, and inserting different characters in it to make it your own.

You are more than welcome to do Klance comics based on my klance fic with credits to said fic. You do not have my permission to take my story and reinvent it to advertise as your own. The Marks We Make has a lot of personal memories and stories from MY college experience. Taking that is not just stealing my fic, you’re stealing my memories, my experiences, and my life.

If you want to do a vld klance comic, go for it! If you want to do something original… then do something original. Because what you described isn’t doing a comic based on my fic. It’s stealing my story for your own characters. It’s turning my fanfic into your “original” work. You do not have my permission to do that. Don’t take my life as inspiration. Use your own.

(Also, you will find that people outside a fandom can still understand fics/comics/art without having a specific attachment to those characters. The question is not a matter of helping more people understand. It’s a question of doing fanart or original art. And if you want to do original art, write an original story.)

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Hey, guys! I made a public Patreon post to explain why I’ve been mostly MIA in the past two months. Explaining my recent unexpected hiatus, mental health, and upcoming Patreon changes! Changing how I think about my Patreon, and managing the expectations I have of myself. I’ve also posted a 17k sneak peek of the upcoming dragonriders of pern klance au oneshot I’ve been slowly chipping away at for ALL patrons!

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“Hey Keith, I think we’re lost.”

my kl vampire hunter au

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‘Step with me’.

Here’s my full piece for @destinedzine. I got a huge pleasure working with wonderful and crazy talented @wittyy-name and ohhh what a joy

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NSFW Patreon Drabble

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🔥 Klance 🔥 Alpha werewolf Lance / Omega werewcat Keith 🔥 Soft and Filthy, as is my nsfw brand 🔥 6k words

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New Fic World Building and Overview!

Just shared a bunch of world building, world info, character info, and plot overview (as well as the first chapter outline) for my new upcoming klance multi-chaptered fic with my patrons!

Hawksong au, anyone? The adventure begins next month!

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Chapter 5, Choice 3 of my Choose-Your-Own-Adventure fic is now on Patreon!

Every chapter will be broken up into smaller sections, with several choices per chapter. I'll upload chapters in 2-4k chunks that end in a choice, as well as a separate patreon post with a poll for you to vote. When chapters are done, they'll be uploaded to ao3.

Keep in Mind: Every choice will have benefits and consequences. It's my goal to make no inconsequential choices. There will also be no "this is the klance choice", aka, the choice that has the most shipping potential. Your choices have impact and will steer the story in unique and perhaps unexpected ways. The result of choices will not always be obvious, so keep that in mind. If you've ever watched/played the Bandersnatch on netflix, it's like that. Or like dnd, as I am a DM at heart.

Chapter 5, Part 3 -- Poll

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December’s Patreon Oneshot is Now Available

Prompt: A reincarnation au, years after canon, where all the Paladins remember except for Keith.

Klance - Canonverse Reincarnation au - 8,484 words It’s been a century and a half since the last of the Voltron Paladins, Saviors and Heroes of the Universe, passed. Though they might be gone, their legacy lives on and their memory is far from forgotten.

Allura— woven into the fabric of the universe and wishing to spend a normal life with the friends who became family— manages to save their souls, waiting for the perfect time for them all to be reborn. To live a new life together. Not as Paladins, but as friends bound together by fate. While many familiar souls are reborn, the Paladins themselves— having been connected through the Lions and quintessence sensitive— remember their past lives.

Everyone, except for Keith.

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Keith doesn’t believe in fate, but he can’t deny that the day he met Lance was the day his life finally started to fall into place.

Keith and his twin sister, Acxa, were born on a space station rotating in the outer ring of the Milky Way Galaxy. Their father was a researcher, and their mother was a pilot and guard of the station. Their community was mostly human, but there were a fair share of mixed races. Their mother was one of them. A quarter Galra. Passing on to Keith and Acxa her violet eyes, stubbornness, thick hair, and quick temper.

There weren’t a lot of other kids growing up, but Keith didn’t mind. He enjoyed time by himself.

When they were fourteen, their father had to return to Earth. He took Acxa with him and extended the offer to Keith as well. But Keith refused. He liked his home here in the stars. And Earth… it was big and overwhelming. He opted to stay with their mom.

The worst part of the following years was being separated from Acxa. She had been his closest friend, and her absence ached. But they spoke often through video calls. She told him of her time in Earth schools. Of her new friends. Zethrid, Narti, and Ezor. All with Galra in their bloodline, just like them.

She said… meeting them felt like fate. Like they’ve known each other for years and seeing them felt like a sigh of relief. She said she felt like they were meant to be friends.

Keith didn’t get it.

He didn’t believe in fate.

He was happy for her, but a small part of him, buried and hidden, was bitter.

And terribly lonely.

When he was sixteen, he and his mom finally followed them to Earth. He was enrolled in the Garrison, and while he was terrible at making friends— he was the weird kid, the angry kid, the Space Cadet— he was good at flying.

Flying felt… natural. He was at peace in the simulators. Where it was just him, the mission, and the controls at his fingertips.

His first time in the simulator, he left the ship feeling a delightful buzz of adrenaline in his fingertips and a newfound lightness in his chest.

That sensation tightened the moment he heard a voice— achingly familiar and yet entirely new, tugging at him instantly and forcing him to turn— eyes finding a lean, lanky cadet across the room, tan skin and brown hair, arms on his hips as he gazed up at the digital scoreboard— a petulant frown pursing full lips—

“Who the hell just beat my high score?” He whipped around, narrowed eyes searching—

And widening as they landed on Keith. His whole body tensed, and Keith froze under the intensity of that blue gaze. It was a long time ago, but Keith still swears he felt something sizzle and spark through him in that moment.

And then, all at once, the boy relaxed. Practically melted right there where he stood. A blinding smile spread his lips, eyes crinkling with the force of it.

“There you are, Samurai,” he said, voice terrible soft and bizarrely breathless as he held out a hand. “Name’s Lance.”

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Chapter 5, Choice 2 of my Choose-Your-Own-Adventure fic is now on Patreon!

Every chapter will be broken up into smaller sections, with several choices per chapter. I'll upload chapters in 2-4k chunks that end in a choice, as well as a separate patreon post with a poll for you to vote. When chapters are done, they'll be uploaded to ao3.

Keep in Mind: Every choice will have benefits and consequences. It's my goal to make no inconsequential choices. There will also be no "this is the klance choice", aka, the choice that has the most shipping potential. Your choices have impact and will steer the story in unique and perhaps unexpected ways. The result of choices will not always be obvious, so keep that in mind. If you've ever watched/played the Bandersnatch on netflix, it's like that. Or like dnd, as I am a DM at heart.

Chapter 5, Part 2 -- Poll

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NSFW Patreon Drabble

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🔥 Klance 🔥 Prompt: “I saw Tio kissing Santa Claus” 🔥 Romantic blow jobs in the falling snow 🔥 4k words

If you want access to this drabble, others like it, oneshots, early access to chapters, outlines, and other rewards, please check out my Patreon!

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Chapter 5, Choice 1 of my Choose-Your-Own-Adventure fic is now on Patreon!

Every chapter will be broken up into smaller sections, with several choices per chapter. I'll upload chapters in 2-4k chunks that end in a choice, as well as a separate patreon post with a poll for you to vote. When chapters are done, they'll be uploaded to ao3.

Keep in Mind: Every choice will have benefits and consequences. It's my goal to make no inconsequential choices. There will also be no "this is the klance choice", aka, the choice that has the most shipping potential. Your choices have impact and will steer the story in unique and perhaps unexpected ways. The result of choices will not always be obvious, so keep that in mind. If you've ever watched/played the Bandersnatch on netflix, it's like that. Or like dnd, as I am a DM at heart.

Chapter 5, Part 1 -- Poll

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Six Feet Under the Stars - Chapter Four on Ao3

✨Klance ✨King Keith / Royal Mistress Lance ✨Medieval Fantasy ✨Fake lovers to lovers ✨A Choose-Your-Own-Adventure fic from my Patreon

The fourth chapter of the Choose-Your-Own-Adventure fic from my Patreon is now on Ao3! Become a patron to cast your vote and help curb the story while I write the chapters.

I also makes posts on my Patreon about what what the other choices would have meant, and how deep the influence of the choices go!

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November’s Patreon Oneshot is Now Available

Prompt: A sequel / follow up to the Crime Family Lance / Undercover Cop Keith NSFW drabble I wrote for patreon a few months ago, found HERE.

Klance - crime family Lance / undercover cop Keith - 9,533 words Lance is the youngest son of the rich, famous, and infamous McClain family. To the public, they’re upperclass business tycoons. To anyone who knows any better, they are crime lords, holding most of the city in the palm of their hands. Lance is the youngest. The pretty boy. The charming one. The one without a mind for business who rarely takes things seriously. Born with a silver spoon in his mouth and the world at his fingertips.

But those who work for him know better. They know of his shrewd eyes and keen mind. He sees everything. Knows everything. Can pick out a mole from a mile away. The streets are his territory, and he is king.

The problem? Turns out he’s also the King of Fools, having fallen for an undercover cop.

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“Lance.” Veronica’s voice is sharp, but Lance doesn’t flinch. “Are you even listening?”

He’s leaning back in his chair, twisted sideways to prop his feet up on one corner of his desk, ankles crossed. His elbows rest on the arms of his chair, fingers steepled and intertwined, idly cracking his knuckles. Head tilted back to stare at the ceiling, he hums. “Of course I am.”

She sighs, more exasperated than frustrated. “I wish you’d take this more seriously.”

“I am, Ronnie,” he says, voice hard and eyes narrowed as he picks apart the ceiling tiles.

“You could at least act like it.”

He then rolls his head to the side, shooting her an insufferable smirk. “I’m the sibling who’s supposed to act like nothing is ever wrong, remember? The airhead. The baby. The fool.”

“Lance,” she says flatly, crossing her arms over her chest and leaning a hip against his desk. “You know none of that is true.”

He shrugs. “I know, but habit claims my poker face. Forgive me if I’m not freaking out.”

She pauses, meeting his gaze. Shrewd blue eyes, a shade lighter than his own, pick him apart. Searching for something… putting pieces together… “You already know,” she says slowly. He shrugs again, lips tugging at the corners. “How long have you known?”

“For a while.” He shoots her a cocky grin. One hand drops to dangle over the arm of his chair while the other falls to his desk, idly tapping a finger against the pristine wood. “You don’t think a mole can get into my ranks without me noticing, do you?”

She sighs once more, shaking her head. “So you know who it is?”

“I have some suspicions. I’m keeping an eye on the situation.”

“Well keep a closer eye, then. Information is still leaking. To both the cops and the Galra.”

“I know,” he says softly, voice hard. “Let me handle this.”

“Alright.” She pushes off the desk and straightens her sleeves. “But if another job is ruined by cop interference, I’m stepping in.”

“Fine.”

“Fine.”

As she leaves, Lance tilts his head back against the fine leather of his chair, narrowing his eyes once more at the ceiling tiles. He’s not a fool. He knows who the mole is. But… he’s also not going to tell Veronica it’s Keith. He can’t tell anyone. He’ll handle this himself.

He’s just… not quite sure how.

Not when his stupid heart is getting in the way.