Keith is a university student and aspiring writer. The only problem is, he's been struggling with writer's block since basically the dawn of time. Or at least since second semester started. The teacher likes him at least, and accepts his insanely depressing stories off as "experimenting with emotions". But this semester, things are buckling down. Not only will the class be doing short stories pertaining to certain prompts every other week, but their final, given to them on the first day back, is a completed, not so short, story all inspired by whatever word they draw from the pile. And with Keith's luck, his word is the thing he hates most: the ocean. So in the midst of trying to figure out what exactly he's gonna do with all this "idiotic bs", he might have stumbled upon a whimsical aquarium, and a cuban hearthrob who might've ended up being Keith's writing muse. Okay so this is my first fanfic and yeet also! : Rainbow Rowell is a heavy inspiration of mine and I would very much recommend reading her book Fangirl (and all her others) as it sparked the idea of this fic! ♡♡ Disclaimer: These characters are NOT mine, they are based off of the show Voltron: Legendary Defender.

*this story was written by Gibslythe on ao3* "Two whole months of free laundry in exchange for two weeks of being my fake boyfriend. Deal?" Keith hesitated for a moment. Was this really worth it? Hardly. Lance was an asshole, and he wasn't sure what fake dating would entail. But, free laundry was free laundry, right? "Alright, it's a deal." Or: Lance makes the mistake of telling his Mom he has a boyfriend coming home with him for Christmas. Keith makes the mistake of agreeing to be Lance's 'fake boyfriend'. This is actually the best fic I've ever read. It emotionally destroyed me and then put me back together only to kill me again. Read on ao3 : http://archiveofourown.org/works/7454385

"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!)

Lance has been training every night in secret; he believes he isn't good enough to be a paladin of Voltron. What happens when he injures himself and has to wait for someone to find him? Lance has a crush on Keith, maybe Keith can help him more than he thought, or was Keith the reason all of this started in the first place? Possible epilogue if anyone likes this. (I'm new to Wattpad please no flames; if you don't like gay couples or don't ship this, don't read. Simple) Warnings: Mentions of self harm, bullying, depression, and self doubt, very angst-y

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»

Two gangs have been at war with one another, the Galra family and the Altean family. In a desperate attempt, the Alteans send a man to kidnap the Galras' youngest son. When their ride ends up in pieces, the two are forced to find alternative ways to get the prince across the country to the Altean home. But what will happen to two enamies forced to work together on a long journey?

Keith stood atop of the tallest building and looked out over the rooftops of New Altea. This is where his life changed. For the good and the bad. The raven haired male chuckled as he closed his eyes and took a deep breath in, letting the crisp chill of the morning comfort him. Keith didn't know any better way to start the morning than this right here. Just looking out at the city he loved while seeing the sun rise with out an obscured view. His moment of relaxation was interuppted thought, but it didn't damper his mood. The sounds of sirens blazing in the streets down below gained his attention. He smiled mischievously as he knelt down in a crouched position. Reaching up he tugged the red, black and blue mask down over his face as he locked sight with the police chase. "Good morning.." He said to himself as he shot a string of web to the building across the way, holding on to the end of it. Pushing himself off the edge of the roof, Keith felt the rush of air, adrenaline and excitement with a cheerful laugh. "Time to start the day!" The superhuman yelled with a final 'whoop!' as he swung towards the sirens. - I hope you like this new description, I tried to make it interesting. This is a Klance Spider-Man au book. The writing at the beginning is terrible but hopefully it gets better. I hope you enjoy it! ~Gene.