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Adashi Week 2025, day 7: Post-Canon
"You told me not to expect you to wait," he says, something long accepting in his voice, grieving but resigned. "And I didn't."
Adam squeezes his hand, heartbroken. "I waited anyways. There's not a reality out there where I didn't."
or, Shiro thinks, and thinks, and Adam holds his hand in the after.
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“I’m gonna marry you one day.”
Lance pauses, hands stiffening where he had been carefully bandaging Keith’s stab wound. He looks up to meet indigo eyes, hazy with pain and whatever poison the blade had been doused in.
Adoring, as they stare into him. Lance swallows.
“What makes you say that?” he asks, entertaining it. His fingers tremble a little on the cloth he’s using, and he wills them to go still.
“I dunno,” Keith slurs, and he manages a huff of laughter at that. “You look like the love of my life.”
or, team leader and his exasperated right hand talk about love, in the midst of stab wounds and cave-ins
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“They’re gonna last forever,” Lance says, knowing and breathless at once, still heaving a little from their escape. He closes his eyes, smile still big as he greets the air. “Just like us, right?”
Forever.
The small box in the pocket of Keith’s jeans thrums, the Altean magic imbued in the stone of the ring inside reacting to the beat of his heart.
or, Keith proposes.
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Day 3: Reverse Galtean, Bottom Lance Week 2025
Lance's heart beats out of his chest at the pet name, eyes dilating further as he obeys, legs spreading for the prince to get in between them.
It should feel unnatural, how pliant he's become under those sword-calloused hands. He had always thought himself someone dominant, as most Galra are.
But his soul had deemed Keith worthy of being vulnerable to— worthy of his submission.
or, Lance experiences pain, yearning, and devotion, exactly in that order
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at the wake of everything, there was you by eigindis
Fandoms: Voltron: Legendary Defender
28 Jul 2025
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#klance4k – for moonloveskl’s writing contest <3
“Did you know you have a scar on the back of your thigh?”
Keith blinks. After a second, he moves to adjust his head on his pillow in order to properly look down where his love is tucked against him, fingers idly tracing over his collarbone— where another scar mars his pale skin.
“I have a lot of scars, Lance,” he replies. And it’s the truth; they both do, enough to lose count. “I don’t keep track of all of them.”
Lance hums. “I do. You got that one saving me.”
Or, in the tranquil of their bedroom, war-worn lovers reminisce scars
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"Um, Keith?" Lance questioned softly, moving his hand in front of his friend's face as Keith kept looking downward to Lance's midsection. "Buddy?"
"Did you lose weight?" Keith drawled out, Lance finally realizing that Keith wasn't just staring down at his shirt, but glaring. As if Lance's lack of body mass offended him.
And to be honest, Lance barely noticed these days. Yes, he knows that whenever he would look in the mirror before or after a shower, he could tell how much smaller he's gotten. How much thinner his body has become due to all the meals he has missed, all the nightmares he would have. The ones he would force himself awake for, rushing to the small bathroom connected to his room and retch his last meal right down the toilet.
But he couldn't let Keith know that.
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Or the moment we should have had in season six before the castle blew up
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In which Keith is approaching his rut and Lance is eager for his mate to have his filthy way with him.
TLDR; It's just Klance having a dirty fuck in the closet
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20 Oct 2025