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froopa-coopa · 7 months
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in the woods somewhere
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sibirsk-klance · 8 months
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bre-artwork · 2 years
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⚠️IMPLIED NSFW
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO OUR FAVE LONE WOLF
(LOL get it??)🐺🦇
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talesfromthecrypts · 2 years
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Laura + werewolf eyes
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klanced · 1 year
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I just think this image would resonate with Keith
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zabberzim · 2 months
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Just in time for Halloween (it’s not Halloween)
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vldsideblog · 7 months
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New voltron sketch roundup!
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lances-wormhole · 2 years
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I can never make a serious AU
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sibirsk-klance · 8 months
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autisticlancemcclain · 11 months
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fic rec friday 29
welcome to the twenty-ninth fic rec friday! where, on friday, i rec five of my favourite fics.  
1. don’t know what i did to earn a love like this (but baby i must be doin’ something right) by littleghost
“I went to the desert to listen to country music.” It falls out of him, and he keeps going, voice hushed like there’s more than just him and Lance in this room. “It always reminded me of you and I would go stare at the stars, think of you, and listen to country.”
i know littleghost has been inactive in the voltron fandom since literally 2017 but i am so obsessed with their fic. im not huge on high school aus usually but this fic in particular had so many of my favourite niche headcanons that ive read this fic like twelve times. yall know how i feel about quiet devotion and its everywhere in this fic.
2. every day i wonder by kirargent
Lance has a stuffed-full backpack, a beanie pulled down over the tips of his ears, a blanket draped around his neck like a thick scarf, and his cell phone pressed to one ear. He looks like an idiot, and he’s being entirely too loud for a good cryptid hunt.
this shit made me fucking LAUGH. keith is such an ornery bitch i literally love him so much. this fic bodies the ‘fuck am i in love with HIM?? why??? why am i so HAPPY ABOUT IT???’ so well i love it
3. mortal bodies, timeless souls by @littendeservesbetter
“Wait!” Coran lets out a triumphant noise. “I got it! If my calculations stand corrected, then our visitors will be people we actually know! Keith, Lance, you two will be meeting your alternate selves today!”
Coran says it like the idea is so mundane that it takes Keith a while to process. The moment he does, however, he feels his heart drop to his stomach.
“We’re going to what?!” Lance yelps, effectively voicing out Keith’s thoughts.
Or, the castle's teludav malfunctions, alternate realities are mixed, and Keith finds out that he and Lance are a lot more... close in other realities.
they are fucking in love in every single reality in every single universe always and endlessly. they are Soulmates. i know its cheesy but im obsessed with them literally. also extra incentive this fic has pike/thunderstorm darkness
4. here comes the violence by stardon 
“Fancy seeing you here, Whiskers.”
Keith feels his tail wag in annoyance, which is almost as horrifying as his current situation. “No. Absolutely fucking not.” He looks at his bare wrist, pretending he has a watch. “How about we postpone this? My calendar says I’m free from the seventh of never through to the fifteenth of ain’t-gonna-happen, how does that work for you guys?”
Pidge looks up, quirking a brow. “Lance has an amazing influence on your humour, you know that?”
In which sometimes Keith is a bit Galra, sometimes not.
this fic is excellent because their both so obviously in love and down bad for each other but theyre both also stupid. borderline already dating but also not and driving each other insane is peak peak trope
5. Beast of Burden by melancholymango [EXPLICIT]
“Keith, no, we can’t go again.” Lance pleads fall on deaf ears. Keith is honed in on him now like predator to prey. He’s fighting a losing battle and they both know it. He sees it in the way Keith is raking his eyes over him, sizing him up. “We’ll be so late getting to the bar.”“Just one more.” Keith insists, herding Lance toward the counter with a stubbornness that is innately wolf. Lance pouts, but he doesn't have anywhere else to go but backward.“That’s what you said last time! And the time before that!”--The week leading up to a supermoon, as told by the world's best werewolf boyfriend, Lance McClain. The good, the bad, and the horny.
this is just monsterfucking but its also like soft in there. but mostly its monsterfucking
that’s it for today!! i’ll see y’all back next friday for the next fic rec post!!!    
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bre-artwork · 2 years
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I’m back for spooky season👁👁
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corvus--rex · 7 months
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A little subtly dark klance? cw: mild gore
Bodies have been turning up in the tiny town of Garrison. For almost 3 weeks, people have been going missing only to turn up a day or 2 later, throats slashed, drained of blood, hearts gone. There's never any evidence left behind, or if there is, it's not enough for a solid lead. Smudged footprints, unknown animal tracks, at one site a few strands of fur were found, but didn't belong to any identifiable animal.
No one knew who was behind the murders, and at that point people were afraid to leave their homes after dark. No one wanted to be the next body found bloodless and mauled.
Lance sat on the the sofa swing on the front porch, enjoying the crisp autumn evening air, wine glass in one hand, his phone in the other, scrolling through the police report from the latest victim. As usual, no real evidence, a few footprints in the soft, muddy ground, but nothing to identify whoever left them, tracks from an unknown animal, and the body of a local retired farmer and wannabe politician, universally loathed in Garrison. Town gossip was mostly wondering if anyone would bother claiming what was left of the body. Lance was in the "absolutely fucking no one" camp. The killings were brutal, but still no one was sorry to see him gone.
There was one detail in the report that caught his attention, but had been dismissed by police. As usual, the victim's throat was slashed, body drained of blood, and heart torn from the ripped open rib cage. But by the shredded edges of the deep cut, a puncture wound was found in the neck, but had been assumed to be a missed attempt by whatever weapon had been used.
Lance kept scrolling, barely looking away as he raised his glass, savoring deep red sweetness. he nearly knocked the glass to the floor in setting it down on the side table at the familiar sound of boots clomping up the steps heralding his husband's return from his shop, the only auto mechanic in town.
Keith saw the discarded phone on the seat beside Lance, and the open police report on the screen.
"Anything interesting?" he asked.
"Still nothing," Lance answered. He hooked his fingers into Keith's belt loops, dragging him in. "They have no idea who could be behind this."
His tone was light, but there was a dangerous spark in his eyes, lips curling into a devilish grin that showed sharpened canines. Keith straddled his waist, sclerae turning gold, thick, sharp claws digging into the back of the sofa.
"I guess we'll just never know."
He dipped down, capturing Lance in a kiss, moaning at the taste of salt and iron on his husband's lips. Lance's hands slipped under Keith's tank top and flannel and ran his fingers through the thick, soft black fur sprouting from his back. He pulled away, deep blue meeting violet and gold.
"I suppose it'll just have to stay a mystery."
Keith snickered, the sound less than human, and leaned in again, settling himself deeper in Lance's lap, neither of them interested in heading out that night.
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jeyusos-girl · 4 months
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y’all hear that train ??
or is it just me 👀
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excuteintruders · 7 months
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I cant wait to add monster girls to the comic...
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vee-is-a-clown · 8 months
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Ok y'all so I want to make a Halloween KL au. You get to pick because I can't.
Both are high school aus
More in depth explanations of each concept are under the cut
Ghost au:
Lance has been able to see ghosts all his life. It's gotten him out of a few tough spots before. He spends his free time hanging around in the occult club room at school (with his "witch" friends because despite seeing ghosts, he's a skeptic.) When he isn't in school he hangs around at the park. Recently, he's been seeing this new guy at the park. Oddly enough though, nobody else has.
Raven au:
Lance is just your average bird watching guy. He likes to take pictures of birds for scrapbooking and other silly stuff. None of his other friends like bird watching (which he gets because it's not for everyone) so he often goes alone while listening to some music faintly through his headphones. Recently though, it seems he hasn't truly been alone on these bird watching trips. A raven keeps hanging around and each time it gets closer and closer to him. Totally not ominous at all, right? They say that ravens can sense doom but that's totally just a myth. Nothing to worry about.
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acknowledge-reigns · 7 months
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Joe Anoa'i quote of the day:
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Credit to the artists// not my pictures.
"I'm from a wrestling family, a wrestling dynasty. And as biased as that may be, I firmly believe I am from the greatest wrestling family of all time." - Joe Anoa'i/Roman Reigns ☝🏾❤
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