Keith is born blind. He doesn't know why, he just was. But in a world where you see in colour when you meet your soulmate, he's considered an abomination, a freak of nature. He doesn't even know if he has a soulmate. He's already given up on family caring about him, so surely his soulmate is gonna hate him, right? Lance is colourblind, just like everyone else. He can't wait to find his soulmate and to get too know them. He's grown up with support from everyone, and thinks he's ready for anything. He didn't count on his soulmate being blind.

Oneshots about Keith!! Will mostly contain angst but I might add fluff if the mood strikes me.

"Oh my god, Keeeith," Lance wheezed. "Keith you're the best drunk space cadet I've ever seen." "Space cadet," Keith mumbled. He repeated the words again although his eyes had zeroed in on Lance's hands and Lance offered no resistance when Keith picked one of them up and pulled it possessively towards his lap. He began to gently trace over Lance's fingers, sending shivers up Lance's arm and down his spine. "You have looong fingers," Keith murmured after a few moments. Keith's face perked up then, as if he'd just had a brilliant idea, and Lance could almost not wait to hear what new obscure thought had entered Keith's pretty head. He was prepared to laugh, and instead found himself shivering again as Keith leaned far into his personal bubble, lips practically touching Lance's ear when he spoke next. "I bet you could reach all kinds of things, Lance." (This is actually written on Archive On Our Own by Reader115. I love this story so much and I wanted to bring it to Wattpad. Enjoy!)

(Completed as of August 2018) Zarkon set out for finding and capturing all Galra hybrids that weren't already a part of his empire- including Keith Kogane, the Red Paladin of Voltron. He had put Lotor in charge of taking "care" of each hybrid accordingly. Team Voltron spent months trying to evade Lotor's eager hands, protecting Keith at all costs. While Lance battles his feelings for his hot-headed space-ranger cowboy partner, Prince Lotor swoops in to steal away Keith's heart. Who will win? [Some smut, mild!] (Artist: Kirii)

Lance is 100%, without a doubt, straight. He has the perfect girlfriend and has never wanted anything more. But suddenly his world is being turned upside down by the boy playing the drums at his local bar--a boy who happens to be very good looking, very gay, and very very interested in Lance. aka: Good-Boy Lance has a crisis when he meets Keith because he's so damn attractive, and Keith is a little ho that is way too promiscuous and open about his sexuality. The become friends. Confusion and sexual tension ensue. «Not mine! It belongs to Klancekorner on AO3»

Keith was in and out of the hospital for all of his life. He often snuck out of his room to wander the halls in an attempt to stifle his boredom. When he was ten years old, he found a boy in a coma-and he happened to be around his age. He would often talk to him about his day and bring him toys. But one day, the boy was gone without a trace. Lance was nine years old when he was in a major car accident. His injuries were extensive and he was put into a medically-induced coma. When he woke up, he recovered fully and returned home. Seven years later, he suddenly remembers a certain voice that spoke to him while he was under. Book cover and Acts 1-4 covers made by: That-Other-One **Rated Mature for: sexual content, mature language, drug abuse, potentially triggering depictions of mental disorders including the topic of suicide**

where keith is the murderer and lance is the psychiatrist assigned to him au. mature content.

"Let's make our own shade of purple with red and blue." mature content.

Lance is a photographer and takes brilliant photos,but something seemed missing from his photos,they feel empty.

Lance is a surfer,but he never thought of falling for a merman. (I'm not too satisfied with the title of the story,so I might change it)