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I’m fucking yelling I found this klance drawing on my computer from 2016 and I have no recollection of drawing it and I don’t think I ever posted it?????

I’m losing my shit

Whipped this up in honour of luberto being canon

Man i have sm shit to do and no time, nor desire, to do any of it

wahoo!! Words cannot describe how thrilled i was to be assigned the talented, show-stopping @jupiters-junipers as my kl secret santa giftee. hope you like it B)

god I’m still so fucking pissed about voltron, but especially Klance. listen. I know. I know it’s 2020. But I could write a whole essay on this. Like,, we weren’t crazy, the subtext WAS there:

The part that angers me the most is that the creators didn’t realize what a perfect narrative arc set up because they were too goddamn straight to understand the inherent homoeroticism of rivals

Not to mention in the FIRST EPISODE it established that their rivalry was one-sided, meaning Lance was just like, excessively fixated on this guy. to the extent that he’s so familiar with his haircut that he can identify it at a distance

the fact that he calls his haircut a MULLET, which makes that double gay

despite the fact that Lance apparently claims to hate Keith so much, this is how he talks about him when he isn’t around:

with…. that expression…..

The Bonding Moment™

that one time Keith was upset and everyone looks over to Lance because they knew Lance would be the best one to comfort him

this whole scene

THIS?????

just…. the way that Lance’s whole insecurity subplot could have been really interestingly resolved by the person he’s jealous of/admires falling in love with him!!!! It just would have been good writing!!!! especially since Lance’s insecurity issues were mostly unaddressed!!!!!!

jfghgh just….. all the ingredience were there,,, like the narrative felt like it set itself up for it and the writers just. Didn’t even realize they made a recipe for an IDEAL rivals to friends to lovers……. I’m so bitter

is it just me. Or is anyone else obsessing over the fact that tails could fit in knuckles’ palm

im also obsessed with that

holding and throwing him with one hand....he weighs nothing to knuckles

when papyrus said he lived in a place with “Green Grass” this is the first thing that came to my mind

Ever notice how there was no verbal “Silencio Bruno” in this scene?

Because nothing, absolutely nothing, in Luca’s instincts was telling him not to save Alberto.

klance as the demolition lovers !