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loyaltytohim​:

     Success. He’s going to nap so hard and curl around Shiro like a slinky. He’s so exhausted.

     Shiro’s going to lay there, hand threading through Keith’s hair, curling the long locks around a finger or two, and dip to kiss his forehead while he considers how much the kid...the man’s grown. What he’s gone through. His eyelids are heavy too, something about the peace of having Keith snoozing against him, entangled with him, that makes him sleepy too. So he’s settling in and nosing along the man’s cheek out like a light in a heartbeat longer.

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loyaltytohim​:

     Way to make it weird. As he definitely does not move an inch from his position. He’s got strength for days Shiro, he can fall asleep standing up almost anywhere now. Though you’ll probably have to catch him at his REM cycle. Like a cooked noodle he’ll fold.

     That’s the plan, Keith. Make it as weird as possible. And also maybe kind of sorta scoop your limp noodly self up and carry you to the couch cause for some reason snoozing on couches just hits different than in a bed.

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loyaltytohim​:

     So much better that he’s hiding in that buff chest for a good hour. Might even fall asleep here.

     Please! The level of cute is too high, the adorable capacity is overloading, the containment unit designated Shirogane Takashi is bursting at the seams! You can’t evacuate, it’s too late already! Cuddling initiated! Arms and legs engaged! Leak in ducts one and two! What a mess!

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A remake of Crisis Core has also been announced for Winter this year, releasing on basically every current gaming system.

(Takes me back, I would watch one of my friends play this on his PSP before class began back in high school.)

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I’ll give them shelter, like you’ve done for me

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Paladin Swap →  Keith as the Black Paladin

“The Black lion is the decisive head of voltron. It will take a pilot of who is a born leader and in control at all times. Someone who’s men will follow without hesitation.”

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     He’d rather face Sendak than answer. Not that he needs to it looks like they’ve both reached the same conclusion as awful as that is. He’d been sent to do a job and inspire minds and aside from his own personal interest in someone who looked like he was suffering the same way he himself had as a kid, he had intended to do it.

     “A part of me would have always been thinking about that dreamer I left back in the classroom. The one who looked so bored out of his mind he’d jump out the window for a little excitement.” Shiro draws in a breath, settles his nerves and drapes an arm over those slouching shoulders.

     “But you know what? You proved the whole of the Garrison wrong. Me included.” A delicate squeeze despite the armor beneath his fingers. “Hell...you actually impressed the hell out of me. You stole my car!” He bursts into laughter and doubles over, free arm cradling his aching stomach and his laughter tapers off when he realizes he hasn’t laughed that hard in years now.

atlasbled asked:

❛ i look at you and my heart breaks because all i see is loneliness. ❜

     The sting of it doesn’t fade the longer he waits, the more the silence drags out. It allows the mind to wander back to the days before Voltron before the Garrison gave up on him when he needed it the most. No one had bothered, had seen any potential in him. Not even when Shiro vouched for him over and over again.

     “I…” He was… “Sometimes…I still feel alone. I’m not like you…or the others. I..” He is… “Shiro- if you hadn’t insisted I try the simulator…would you have even bothered with me?” He knows the answer is no. It wasn’t his job to bring in lost children. The ones the orphanages didn’t show to prospective adopters, the ones they hid in their rooms until the tour was complete.

     “I don’t need you to answer that. I know the answer. I know you try and I appreciate it. But lets face it…you-” Keith grits his teeth, refusing to let himself finish the statement. He doesn’t want to and doesn’t need to. It’s superfluous and all it will do is hurt them both.

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     Alright alright, crowd in for a bear hug the size of a mountain. Better?

atlasbled asked:

Shiro wants to give Keith the biggest, tightest hug.

     Shiro hugs? He’ll take a hundred please. Or one eternity long one.

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I’ve been thinking about this all day and I need everyone to suffer with me

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@masqe​ asked:

Favourite food? Worst nightmare? Favourite sleeping position? Favourite sleeping position 😏? What are his hopes and dreams for the future now?

Favourite food?      Shiro’s favorite food is absolutely calamari. Any and all variations and he’ll even try anything resembling his favorite dish on any and all planets in any and all solar systems and surprisingly, he likes them all.

Worst nightmare?

     Oh this one is easily the reoccurring nightmare of his first night in a Galran prison cell. Levels upon levels of alien creatures screaming in languages he can’t understand and watching as one by one they’re dragged out of their cells, returning with something missing. A part of them ripped away by the Komar experiments, replaced with something else. And then its his turn. The nightmare doesn’t end until the saw begins cutting into his arm.

Favorite sleeping position?

     Shiro is a side sleeper, curled up into the fetal position with his back facing the wall. Once in a while he’ll toss and turn but fear usually keeps him facing the doorway. If he has a companion, he’s always pressed to their back, arms around them like a security blanket. But he’ll always put himself between the door and them.

What are his hopes and dreams for the future now?

     Shiro...doesn’t know. He’s listless after the war is over, restless, trying to find purpose again. Mostly he can be found helping to maintain ATLAS or filing paperwork, rebuilding, but every night when the skies are clear and the stars are bright he’ll look up and long for the days when he felt needed.

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     [ I will forever be upset over the fact that none of the paladins were allowed to grieve or deal with their traumas without immediately jumping to the next plot point. All I want is for them to address the things they’ve gone through and have some gd therapy group or otherwise. ]

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masqe​:

Keith can’t believe the ease in which Shiro had carried approximately 160 pounds across the base simply because Keith had said he was comfortable. They’ve fought for each other, gone to the ends of the universe for each other, but Keith still finds himself blown away in random moments by the fact that Shiro gives that much of a damn about him. Keith wouldn’t believe it if not for the fact that Shiro proves it each and every time, constant reminders in the way he looks at Keith, touches him, puts down his work the moment Keith comes in … 

‘ Yeah ? You feeling hungry ? ’ he teases, thighs squeezing tighter around Shiro’s waist. In Keith’s defence, his intentions for retrieving Shiro from his office had been purely innocent. Simply concerned for Shiro’s sleep schedule, and missing his warm and calming presence to fall asleep against. His first mistake, perhaps, had been dropping into Shiro’s lap and sidling in close, because touch and Shiro’s words fluttering hot against his ear are irresistible and he can’t help but egg things along with this man who he pretty much has no defences up against. He can’t be blamed for capturing Shiro’s lips for a deeper kiss, then, and slipping in a bit of tongue.  

     Keith’s got the ‘clinging’ down to a T and Shiro’s not worried about dropping him anymore. His hands squeeze oh so gently as his grip becomes less about carrying and more about reciprocation. Cold metal and warm skin alike slide curious fingers under the man’s shirt, tracing the divot of flesh along his spine and aim to tickle just a little as he passes over his sides.

     “Haven’t eaten all day.” He purrs, nosing his way through brunette locks in search of more skin to kiss, pleasantly waylaid with lips he’s happy to indulge. The door slides shut behind them and the bed is just a few steps away, fingers gripping those hips real nice to lay his charge down across the freshly pressed sheets.

     “Not too tired for a midnight snack are you?” The jacket’s already coming off, halfway around his elbows before he’s back for more, grazing his tongue along Keith’s lips and demanding entry, thighs pushing those legs apart to sidle in closer.

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there’s a universe inside of you

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send me questions you have about my character!

anything and everything. favorites. thoughts on people, on events. what they would do in a certain situation. how things would be different if something had/hadn’t happened. simple questions, complex questions. have at it!

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     [ Keith saying ‘yes sir’ to Shiro will never not be my kink. ]