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There’s Nothing in My System (So I’m Feeling What I Feel for You) by StillKicking
Fandoms: Voltron: Legendary Defender
05 Sep 2025
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Keith and Lance get stung by one of two bugs: either a mostly-harmless lovebug, or a bug whose venom has no symptoms until sting victims drop dead fourteen hours later. When they insist they feel no different after being stung, the entire team assumes Keith and Lance have fourteen hours left to live. The boys are forced to await their shared fate in quarantine while the rest of the team scrambles to make an antidote in time.
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12 Sep 2025
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The awkward kid standing in front of him has to be, what, twenty five? Twenty six, tops. Hardly a kid at all, really, but Jeez, does Bdubs ever feel like an old geezer looking at him.
“Etho?” he says experimentally.
The kid blinks over at him owlishly. “Bdubs?” he says and, yeah, that’s Etho’s voice alright. Quiet and unsure, and softer than it’s been in years, but definitely, definitely Etho.
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As sculk contamination puts the future of Season 10 in doubt, the situation gets more complicated when an Etho from 2013 lands in the hermits' laps.
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“Stop thinking,” Scar murmured into his ear, pushing his thumbs in deep circles on his lower back. “You never relax. It’s gonna get you killed.”
“I’m not the one who’s red right now,” Grian murmured back. His head got fuzzier with every breath Scar let out against his ear. “Maybe this is just your strategy to get my guard down so you can kill me.”
“Not you, Grian,” Scar answered back. He turned his head away, and Grian could feel the impression of his lips against his neck. Not kissing, not claiming, just there, waiting, like he wanted to. Needed to. But wouldn’t. “Never you.”
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Or, the end is drawing near, and decisions must be made.
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"I find myself wondering, sweet reader, when exactly someone will take a shovel to the back of this racist statue's metal head and begin dismantling our university’s scandalous love affair with the most problematic donors they could possibly find. I’m looking at you, President Zarkon, kindly remove your hand from the Republican Party’s dick. This is a liberal arts college for God’s sake."
When Galra University's Tumblr page, meant for football game updates and pleads for attendees for club meetings, is plagued by a mysterious writer determined to eviscerate every toxic part of the college, Lance is intrigued. When he becomes a leading character in the anonymous letters, well, he gets a little more curious. Lance becomes determined to unveil the writer and find out a) what is his problem exactly and b) does he really think Lance's eyes are that blue?
A tale in which Lance is oblivious and pining for the hot nerd in the back of his Greek mythology class, Keith can wield a pen with deadly cruelty, and you, dear readers, suffer from the pains of dramatic irony.
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Bookmarked by localcryptid93
26 Jun 2025
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“What the fuck did you just call me?” Keith asks angrily, rubbing at his own hand, his eyes wide with confusion.
“I didn’t say anything!” Lance defends, gaze flicking between Keith and the mage. He genuinely doesn’t know what the hell is going on.
The mage bows lightly, clasping their hands in front of their chest. “The ritual seems to have worked as expected. Worry not, Paladins, your new bond will vanish by itself once you’ve strengthened the preexisting bond between the two of you enough.”
Lance shivers. What? What fucking bond?
Keith seems equally as bewildered when he looks back at him.
or: Keith and Lance get magically bonded against their will. Whenever they touch, they can hear each other’s thoughts.
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23 Jun 2025