"2 weeks, alone, handcuffed sounds like the description of a shitty porno!" I never post stories but I've been working on this one and just said fuck it so here. Another cliche fic where they're handcuffed alone for a certain amount of time. But it's all my ideas in it so hope you enjoy :))))) it's shitty ikkk but like let me know how you feel. Ig

{Klance High School Au} !!!!Mature themes such as, Sexual Assault, and Homophobia!!! Update Days~Monday, Wednesday, Friday, Weekends He really didn't want to do this. Out of all the things is mother could have forced on him, she chose this? Why? Lance would have done anything, and I mean anything, if he didn't have to go away. If he didn't have to leave his home. But there was no going back on this, he had to go to America now- despite his protests he had to. Lance. A seventeen year old Cuban boy with a dark, and solemn past- who also happens to be a big brother to five younger siblings. Ever since it happened, ever since two years ago he hasn't been able to be the normal, outgoing, fun, flirty boy he usually was. Eventually his mother grew tired of it, she was desperate- and wanted him to come out of his shell again...so she signs him up for the foreign exchange student program. That's where he meet Keith Kogane, he has to stay with Keith and his family for the rest of the school year... So that'll be just great! Excerpt Below Keith pivoted on his heel, shutting the door as he did so. "Uhm...make yourself at home- seeing as though it kind of will be for the next school year. I honestly don't care what you do, just don't go through those two drawers over there- and don't leave dirty clothes on the floor." Keith said dully. Lance nodded, his eyes immediately going over to the white T-shirt scattered on the carpet below. "No dirty clothes?" He mused with a joking smirk, pointing towards Keith's shirt. The raven-haired boy laughed, quickly going over to pick up his shirt and placing it in the hamper. "No dirty clothes."

The crew of the Castle of Lions is waiting on a report from the Blade of Marmora. To kill time, they decide to play an Altean version of the game Truth or Dare. °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° I recently binged all 8 seasons of Voltron, and I wasn't really satisfied with the ending. Mostly, how Keith and Lance didn't end up together. So I thought: Well, I guess I'll have to do it myself. I hope it's any good. These are of course not my characters and they belong to the creators of Voltron: Legendary Defender. (Cover credit: Bibinella) Highest ranking: #1 Klance #1 Laith #1 Voltron #1 Lance

WARNINGS: Strong language, violence, sexual reference. This is a M/M fic. - GASOLINA 2 IS COMING!!! - Lance is a mechanic, working at the Castle Garage. Keith is a tattoo artist by day, and up-and-coming drag racer 'Leo' by night - under the tutelage of the famous 'White Stripe'. When Keith finds his bike in need of a little TLC, he goes to the closest garage - Castle. The moment Lance sees the rugged, tattooed racer, he knows he needs to become his friend. Will the cold-hearted Keith drag Lance into the seedy underworld of illegal motorcycle racing, or will the genuine Lance show Keith that there is more to life than bikes and infamy? *G A S O L I N A*