I know we always crap on how it played out in canon and I give Lance a lot of grief over being kinda a doofus dating her, but can you imagine dating Allura? Like one minute she's fine, then she's sad, then she's in a coma, then she's taking in some rift entities and then she ☠
Every time Allura was out of earshot of Lance, she was doing some dangerous hot girl shit and poor Lance was like, "I literally need to be at her side at all times cause she's THIS CLOSE to drinking week old milk or jumping out the airlock and I AM VERY STRESSED OUT BY IT!"
No wonder he wore shoes on Allura’s bed while cuddling, he was ready to chase after her if her latest impluse was to suddenly juggle chainsaws blindfolded.
It makes Lance going to Keith for advice even funnier cause he's like, "My self-sacrificial girlfriend is dabbling in black magic and going on week long excursions to find these Alteans. What do I do?" And Keith, aka Mr. Nearly Nosedived Into A Bomb is like, "Eh. It'll work out."
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Saw a few folks doing it! It's already 2021 in New York, but here's a list of fics I wrote in 2020. Let me know your favorites, and if there's any you didn't like then SHUSH.
Happy New Year! Here's New Year’s Klance thread where Lance has a plane to get a kiss at midnight, and Keith is just trying to keep his crush on Lance a secret until he dies. ❤️✨💙
The thing about Lance that people underestimate and that while he’s known as Loverboy Lance across the universe (thank you, Voltron Show!), he’s never been able to complete his favorite New Year’s tradition.
Sure, he’s don a glitzy outfit, reflect on the past and ponder future resolutions. He’s popped champagne and thrown confetti (usually at one of his siblings, and it ended in a confetti war.) All were fun, but none were his favorite.
PART 2 - of my Holiday post-canon klance thread where Keith is stuck on Earth and forced to celebrate Christmas with Lance even though he’s grumpy about it and lost his memories. 🎄☃️
Keith wakes up in what could be the most comfortable bed he's ever slept in. A plush pillow rests under his head. Everything smells like Lance, and Keith wonders if this is what it'd feel like to be hugged by him.
Did they hug before?
Keith hopes so because he wants to again.
He pulls the blanket up to his chin, squinting at the end table. The picture from before is faced down, hidden. Curiously, Keith lifts it up and sees a picture of Lance standing next to a young woman with dark skin and silver hair and -
Holiday post-canon klance thread where Keith is stuck on Earth and forced to celebrate Christmas with Lance even though he’s grumpy about it. 🎄☃️
Keith wakes to the sound of people talking about him, which is the first hint that he should probably stay asleep. The smell of antiseptic and the scratchiness of the sheets is what clues him into being a Garrison hospital room.
Groggily, he opens his eyes and his vision blurs around a figure that looks like Shiro, that guy Shiro's dating that Keith always forgets the name of, and another person his brain can’t connect to a name. He knows him though, Keith is sure of it.
Hey hey...if you're like me AND celebrate on Christmas Eve BUT can't see anyone bc this awful pandemic was mishandled by the same evil monsters who now get the vaccine before anyone else AND STILL ignore the 320K of us who DIED AND lost someone you loved...it's okay to be angry.
I've just been angry for so much of 2020 that when my niece was born last month, I've forgotten what it felt like to do be anything OTHER than angry. I saw her in the video and was like getting hit in the back of the head by a 2x4.
Anyway, I have nothing really positive to say since this year has been a shitbag thrown in a trainwreck that landed in a dumpster fire. I won't even say it's going to get better in 2021 cause fuck that. It's been fun to write fic, watch BNHA and enjoy everyone's company, though.