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*

"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 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»

Sometimes people are a lot different then you think. The first minute Lance steps into his new school he's warned about Keith Kogane. They say he's like the devil, the meanest guy you will ever meet. You better stay away from him otherwise you could get on his bad side, and then your life is over. Lance isn't the guy to judge people just because people talk about that person. But they seem to be right, as a moment later Keith throws a freshman on the ground for speaking to him. That is a sign for Lance to never even look at this guy. But that isn't that easy as it sounds, cause even if he is a bully he is kind of good looking. Wait good looking? he's a guy! Mami always warned him to never hang out with bad people. Otherwise she will probably beat the light out of his eyes, so no way he's going to approach a guy like that. Till he sees this Keith in a whole different light. A way almost nobody sees him. _________ My first real klance fanfic There is going to be a little bit Spanish in here, but I can't speak Spanish. So It's probably going to be crappy Spanish. I'm sorry for that I will try to make it as accurate as I possibly can! :3 uploading this to a03 as well! As well as my other volron fanfic.

This story was originally made by AlyxRae, Meaning I didn't make anything in this story So don't say "OH SHE STOLE THIS FROM ANOTHER AUTHOR!!!" NEIN NO I DIDNT...I am just helping the people who wanna read it on Wattpad...you're welcome.

"Do you miss home?" "Sometimes." "Are you going to leave now?" "No. For now, I'll stay here with you." -----•----- Klance Keith is from Korea. Lance is from wherever Keith wants him to be. There is a few mentions of LGBT+ related bullying, among other tragic events. Characters are not mine. They belong to Voltron Legendary Defenders.

!!not a soulmate AU!! It was an unspoken rule that you never interrupted one's dancing. But still, Lance iterrupted this one guy's dancing, and boy was he glad he did. Lance didn't move, giving Red the change to shoo him away. Instead, Red stopped dancing for a second before falling in a difficult step sequence. He never looked away from Lance as he squatted down, legs to the side, knees bend. He lifted his arms and turned his head a bit, looking at Lance from the corners of his eyes. Lance's heart skipped a beat. Red was clearly flirting with him. But two could play that game. --- Two boys meet in a dance-off. They're supposed to be rivals, but the sexual tension is there from their first meeting 'till the end. But, they won't reach their happy ending without a few broken hearts

Lance a upcoming pro surfer loves the waves. He loves to show off his moves, he loves the freedom, he loves how the water feels, he loves the wind and the attention that comes with it also pretty nice. But then Lance meets someone interesting. Someone who doesn't love the waves, at least not anymore. Keith loved the waves. He loved to show off his moves, he loved the freedom, he loved how the water feels, he loved the wind, but he didn't love the attention as much. But that was all in the past.. Lance wants to find out why Keith lost his love of the waves. Will he find out? He doesn't know, but he does know he wants to help Keith find his love for the waves again. This is my second Klance story. You can read this story both on a03 and wattpad. There may be some nsfw, but you can just skip those parts don't worry.

It was meant to be some sort of experiment. Admittedly, a rather twisted one, but an experiment nonetheless. He had not meant to take it this far, but unfortunately, he did. Lance McClain has not spoken in over half a year. No one has noticed. (A/N: I would prefer if you did not leave comments on this fic. Thank you for reading.)