#I love the idea of Kuron just saying weird shit and Lance being like what the hell man

[mizu-writes-kumo]

Kurance BuzzFeed unsolved au. Lance is a believer who visits multiple reportedly haunted and demon infested locations in order to find proof for existence of supernatural and even hunts for cryptid even though he is scared shitless by all of them. Kuron is a sceptic who is having the time of his life cause it's all hilarious. They also talk about crimes that have actually happened, that are mysterious and remain unsolved and aliens. Unbeknownst to Lance, Kuron is a demon in disguise

-Reads the first part-  Oh YES! -reads the middle - Wait where is the…-reads the end- ah…there it is!  Yes this is quality content!

Alright, so Lance started his show out originally with Hunk.  And while the first few episodes doing rather okay online, Hunk was just to squeamish and not interested in talking about haunted places and murders, much less going to them, so Lance had to find someone else.  He found Kuron, just some guy he had done a few videos with in past at their company.  He knows Kuron is a crazy skeptic for a lot supernatural things, and just done for talking about weird crap, not to mention they have good on screen chemistry.

After the first show with Kuron, well it was like boom the found the right flow of things for the show.  Just a total fit all around.  Kuron is always down for the juicy details of whatever crime stuff Lance presents for the show, and he likes jabbing and weird details or lack of cop skills, and discussing theories (unless it’s about aliens, get that shit out of here Lance you sound crazy).  And when they talk about the supernatural stuff, oh Kuron will not budge on his stance of not existing, like to an amazing degree.  While Lance is just like “It’s really, I am scared, but I will prove it to you. So lets go to X,Y, and Z!”

Completely unknown to Lance, Kuron is just a straight up demon, and knows all the shit that Lance says is real.  But he doesn’t want him to have the satisfaction of being right, because human’s are annoying when they find out they are right about something.  But it’s not like he can’t have fun at the same time. Kuron’s mere presences scares a majority of the supernatural away, cryptid just generally avoid him, cause they don’t want to mess with that, they got other problems.  So most of the places Lance takes him clear out of all activity, leaving it open for Kuron  to be the biggest little shit about everything.  He flicks lights with his powers, messes with the EKG machines, moves shit, broadcasts his dominance over other demons while trying to drag Lance into it, or just randomly scream to get a reaction out of Lance.  And yeah, most of the time Lance loses all of his shit, and it’s hilarious.  But it also doesn’t give Lance proof of stuff.

Eventually they just kind of start dating, and Kuron still pulls Lance’s leg with supernatural shit.  Because it’s just fun to scare his human boyfriend.  That and viewers love it, when he is like “Don’t worry babe, I’ll protect you.” And lets Lance hug his side for protection. The mothman episode is a hit, because Kuron is straight up jealous when Lance is like complimenting the butt of Mothman’s statue, and being like “I would date him given the chance”.  Kuron totally straight up fought Mothman that evening and won like a boss.  And Lance was all confused as to why Kuron had a bloody lip the next day they were shooting, and Kuron like “I was fighting a bitch ass month that’s what happen.”  (”You just tripped and fell, didn’t you?”  Like dead straight into the camera “Yup…just tripped and fell”)

And yeah, there is hugely popular fan theory that Kuron is a demon, which Kuron loves so so much.  Lance finds it’s pretty hilarious too, mostly because Kuron is so soft and loving towards him, even when he is teasing Lance and scaring him, that he is like “they are so wrong, you are too much of a softy to be a demon.”  (”What’s that suppose to mean?!”  “You cried over a kitten yesterday.”  “It was black and tiny!  I’m not immune to cute things like some kind a monster!”)

In the end though, Lance does find out Kuron is a demon, and just calls him an asshole, while Kuron is just like “An asshole you love, sweetheart!”

Also that also means Kuron makes up some insane story about a hot dog that Lance hates to no end at the end of their discussion videos.  And I just imagine he tries to see how far he can take it, before like someone other than Lance tells him to stop.

[the-ferocious-kittyrose]

My complicated opinion on Keith Kogane

Keith Kogane is definitely one of the more popular characters in the VLD fandom. People love brooding emo bad boys.

My feelings on Keith are... complicated. I definitely don’t hate him. I have a lot of problems with the character but I don’t think I could ever bring myself to actually hate him. Mainly because I kinda relate to him. We both have problems controlling our emotions, interacting with people, and making friends.

And we both have trouble believing there are people who truly have our best interests at heart and won’t abandon us because we’re a burden.

What I do hate is the way his character was written and the way it negatively impacted the characters around him.

There are definitely a lot of factors that contributed to VLD ending up the way it did. But to me, Keith and the writers insistence on pushing him to the forefront was the poison that killed the show.

Ok, before we get into this whole rant I feel like I should talk about the things I do like about Keith.

I like the premise of Keith’s character. He’s half Galra and never really fit in on Earth. He didn’t act like the other “normal” kids so kids made fun of him and adults didn’t want to deal with him. So in order to protect himself from the pain of rejection he would put up a tough angry facade and push people away and reject them before they could reject him.

This is something that really resonates with me personally having grown up neurodivergent. It’s awful growing up in a world that isn’t made for people like you and not knowing how to interact with or connect with your peers. Especially when you don’t know why you’re like that.

You learn to avoid social interaction because it always ends up negative. You put up walls because you don’t feel like anybody understands you or what you’re going through.

I know the writers probably didn’t intend to code Keith as neurodivergent. They just wanted Keith to be a hothead with abandonment issues, but nonetheless, this interpretation means a lot to me.

I also really like his relationship with Shiro. Keith is so used to being left behind and abandoned that when he meets someone like Shiro who’s patient and genuinely cares it’s new and strange. He’s so ready for Shiro to abandon him, even telling Shiro to send him back to the home, but Shiro refuses to leave him and tells Keith ethat he’s never going to give up on him.

It’s also interesting to see how their relationship develops over time. It’s clear Keith trusts Shiro, but you can tell that that fear of abandonment is still there deep down. In S2, Keith tells Shiro that he’s like a brother to him, and then in season 6, he takes the extra step and tells Shiro that he IS his brother and that he loves him. And for someone like Keith, telling their friend they love them is a big scary thing.

And also it’s just great to see a platonic “I love you,” especially between two guys. Don’t be afraid to tell your bros you love them!!!

Now let’s talk about the stuff I didn’t like.

Keith doesn’t have much going for him in terms of personality. He’s just sorta brooding and serious all the time. He does make jokes occasionally but it’s rare. The writers were more focused on making him cool and badass rather than fun.

I always loved the idea of Keith as a cocky carefree asshole who doesn’t give a shit about rules/laws and is kinda rude/aggressive but has a heart of gold deep down and would do anything for the people he cares about. (Just like a cat.)

I would also make him more alien esc. In terms of design I like the idea of Keith having red eyes with narrow pupils and fangs. And also just small things like the way he walks and holds himself. He growls and bears his teeth when he’s angry, his hair puffs up when scared, he’s fast and agile, disappearing and reappearing without making much noise, small things.

Then you have his race and sexuality. I have no doubt in my mind that Keith was intended to be a straight white dude. A lot of people see him as gay and Asian but there’s no evidence for this in canon. Acxa was originally intended to be his love interest and his race was never mentioned in canon. His name isn’t even Kogane in canon. (And the race of the voice actor doesn’t equal the race of the character. If that was the case Shiro, Hunk, and Lance would be white.)

They should’ve totally made Keith Japanese like he was in the original. It would’ve been so easy! Just canonize Kogane as his last name and have the book say he’s half Japanese half Galra. They could’ve also done what they did with Shiro and keep his og GoLion name. Just have him be Akira Kogane. Definitely cooler than “Keith.”

And as for his sexuality, I definitely think they should’ve had Keith be gay. But well get to that Later...

I also don’t like how they handled the whole Krolia thing. Not only was it crazy rushed, but it completely goes against the shows theme of found family.

Keith’s arc should’ve been about overcoming his abandonment issues and learning to accept the paladins as family. But instead they just get rid of the abandonment issues by just giving him his mom back.

I know a lot of people love Krolia but I don’t feel like she should’ve been introduced in anything other than flashbacks. Because Keith’s mom isn’t really that important. The show is about found family and friendship, not blood relation.

You can definitely have Keith learn about his mom and his family, but I feel like giving him his mom back was too much.

Personally, I always headcanoned that Kolivan was Keith’s grandfather or just a close friend of Krolia’s, and when Keith showed up at the Blade’s base Kolivan recognized the blade as his Krolia’s. Keith could learn about his mom through Kolivan telling him about her, how she was a great person and warrior who died fighting to make the universe a safer place for her son.

Another thing I didn’t like was the whole Keith leaving the team for the Blades thing. I know why he did it, he felt like the team was gonna reject him, he wanted to be more useful, and wanted to learn about his family, but I feel like you could’ve touched on all that without having him abandon his team.

One of the biggest problems with the show is that they did a bad job at establishing the paladins as friends, they feel like coworkers more than anything, and I feel like Keith being absent for two seasons contributed to that.

And his absence is hardly addressed. The team forms Voltron perfectly without him and no one ever says they miss him. Keith doesn’t even seem like he missed them after being gone for two years.

And a lot of the weight was taken out of that Keith v Kuron fight by the fact that Keith and Kuron hardly interacted.

That whole thing amounted to four things, Keith meeting Krolia (which I don’t think should’ve happened), them finding the colony (which was a dumb plot I don’t think should’ve happened), Keith aging up two years (which was weird and unnecessary), and Keith meeting Kosmo (which is... complicated).

I don’t think this plot was necessary. Keith should’ve stayed with his team.

Then you have his relationship with Lance. I know people are very sensitive about this topic. People have very strong opinions about whether or not Keith and Lance were intended to be romantically coded.

Personally, I do like Klance but I don’t believe they were romantically coded. I think if you want them to get together some things would have to go differently.

For example, the bonding moment. In canon, Lance tells Keith, “we make a good team.” I don’t see this as referring to him and Keith. I think he was talking about the whole team. If you want it to be about the two of them, I feel like it should be Lance telling Keith something like, “ya know, you’re not so bad after all,” and then Keith smiles and responds, “you’re not so bad yourself.”

Another example could be the scene where Lance comes to Keith with his insecurities. (Whether it’s as a leader or a friend.) This scene was weird in canon, Lance comes to Keith for advice and Keith basically tells him to just stop thinking about it.

I would prefer if Lance brought up to Keith how he doesn’t feel like he’s good enough or that he doesn’t have, “a thing,” and Keith is completely dumbfounded like, “what are you even talking about?” He goes on about all the good shit about Lance. Talks about how Blue chose him, how he’s a great shot, how he’s good at dealing with people, meanwhile Lance is standing there in shock as Keith says all these nice things about him.

Over all you would just have to develop their relationship more. More meaningful interactions. And if you want the relationship to be romantic you would have to establish that early on. Establish that one or both has romantic feelings for the other in like S1/S2 because if you wait too long it’s gonna feel forced/out of no where.

And then... you have the Black Paladin arc... I’m gonna be real with y’all, this is the arc that killed the show for me, for a few reasons.

One, even ignoring the whole quintessence bond thing, it makes no sense for Keith to be the bp. He doesn’t fit the role. I adore Shiro but choosing Keith as his successor was a dumb move. I get that he saw potential in Keith but they’re are fighting a war, there’s no room for favoritism.

Shiro should’ve chosen Allura as his successor. Not only does she have actual leadership experience, but you would only have one paladin in a new Lion instead of three.

If a lifeguard breaks his leg and can’t work, he should choose an experienced swimmers to take his place, not his little bro that’s still in water wings in the hopes that it’ll teach him to swim.

Two, Keith being the bp doesn’t help his arc. Keith’s arc is about overcoming his abandonment issues and learning to be a team player, he doesn’t need to be the leader for that.

VLD should’ve been about the paladins growing into the best versions of themselves they could be. Their development shown by unlocking new abilities in their respective lions, new forms for their bayards, and new Voltron bayard power ups. They shouldn’t have to change lions and themselves.

Keith and Red have a strong bond and work great together. Keith and Red are both temperamental, unpredictable, and have issues with trust. Keith having to fight to get Red to trust and open up to him mirrors how others have to fight to earn Keith’s trust and get him to let down his walls.

It would’ve been interesting to see them grow together. Keith has no emotional connection with Black.

We never even get to see them bond. Keith just suddenly becomes the “perfect” bp/leader because he got over his mommy issues

Three, it’s a MASSIVE disservice to Shiro’s character. Shiro put all the work in earning his position as the bp, he literally fits fought Zarkon on the astral plane to earn her trust, yet Keith is the true bp? What?

It sucks. Sendak told Shiro that a monster like him could never be a paladin and the writers went and proved him right. Hell Shiro didn’t even get to kill Sendak, Keith got that too.

And don’t tell me, “but he got the Atlas!” REALLY!? A massive Deus ex machina that required absolutely no effort from him to acquire!? Filled with a bunch of rando background characters no one gives a shit about!? You’re totally right, that 100% makes up for it.

I could go on and on about how the treatment of Shiro in this show (and fandom) is blatantly ableist but that’s a rant for another time.

It sucks. I want to like Keith! He had the potential to be an amazing character but the writers just kept on trying to turn him into something he wasn’t and it ruined him for me.

They kept trying to turn Keith into the main character and ignored that ALL the paladins are the main characters. It’s an ensemble cast! You don’t have to have everything come back to one guy.

[ganymedesclock]

Regarding Black Paladin Lance - I've seen a ton of really good theories foreshadowing it happening in some form, and it's something I definitely want to see! In the event that Shiro has to temporarily step down or w/e (Project Kuron??), I think having Lance as BP for a while would make since - Shiro confided in Lance about "not feeling like himself" so there's definitely room for bonding to the point where Shiro would nominate Lance to take his place... (1/2)

(2/2)...And while Keith was not a bad BP by any means (I still hold that it was a good experience for him to have, character growth-wise), I don't really want him to go back to that when he seemed to be actively miserable in that position (that could be combined with the stress of missing Shiro though). That being said, I'm still 100% for Shiro as BP lol (he fits the bill so well! He fistfought Zarkon for the black lion's trust!) Clockie, if BP Lance was to happen how would you want it to go?

Honestly, about what you said?

I think that Lance is ultimately meant for Blue. Blue is the place he fits, and again, it’s very thematically significant from where Lance started and what was shown to make him unhappy, that his unfulfilling position in the fighter class (“You’re only here because you’re the second-best, and we couldn’t get our first choice”) Blue is the one who chose him first- literally first out of the paladins, but out of a crowd of two geniuses, a hero, and the best pilot in his class... Blue only had eyes for Lance. 

As far as Black, though. I think Lance is gonna dance with Black for a while and learn something important about himself. And I think it could well happen as part of Shiro consciously being able to outmaneuver Haggar.

Honestly in my wildest dreams it goes both ways- and we’ll get a formation with Keith in Red, Hunk in Yellow, Pidge in Green... but Lance in Black and Shiro in Blue. And this being the temporary culmination in, effectively, Kuron as a bonding arc between Lance and Shiro.

Because both Lance and Shiro are holding the solution, power-wise, to one of the other’s biggest problems.

The Black Paladin is defined as a person of great force of personality and sense of self. Their ideals, their will, who they are as a person is the indestructible lever by which they will shift the world.

Lance struggles with, effectively, conviction in his sense of self. It makes sense given his rather amorphous emotional nature, but like... you can see how troubled he is by someone suggesting that they don’t think of him a way that he wants to think of himself. That’s the root of what bothered him in s2e10- Pidge never once necessarily doubted Lance’s competence, but Lance suggested a trait he had, Pidge questioned it, and Lance had this minor crisis of self-doubt, “Do I actually have that trait if someone else didn’t notice it?”

Lance tries to use his prodigious social connections to build himself because he kind of craves that vindication of having other people tell him what his qualities are. When he tries to choose and define himself, he wants people to agree with him. Conversely, after Shiro- someone whose opinion he respects- calls him a sharpshooter, Lance is positively preening over, “yes, absolutely, this is exactly a trait I have. It’s my thing.” and he repeats it again in s3e1.

Which, being fair- Lance’s social connections overwhelmingly do take pretty good care of him. But it would definitely strengthen Lance as a person to have confidence in himself whether or not he’s able to define it and feel validated by outside sources- that whoever or whatever he is, that’s an okay thing to be.

I think that’s why Black didn’t respond to Lance, but Red did. Because with Black, Lance, effectively, lacks conviction. He wanted Black to validate him, to do- well, exactly what Shiro did in s2e10. Give him the answer so he can feel good about it.

But Black is someone of rigid ideals who demands someone of the same. Black turned to Keith, instead, because Keith knew what he had to do even if he didn’t want to do it. Keith was certain- of his feelings, but also of what he felt was his duty.

Lance was not certain. Lance wanted Black to bring the certainty to the table.

But if there’s one thing Lance is always about, it’s connections. It’s taking care of people. And the Red Lion doesn’t value certainty that much- certainty comes easily to him, and he’s got no hesitation giving that clarity. What he really cares about is who’s gonna run headfirst to Keith’s defense- who’s gonna fight tooth and nail to serve and protect his team, and it’s the person who already took initiative, multiple times, to be there for a friend he can tell is having a bad time.

But even then, that doesn’t address the problem. That’s still a lesson Lance needs to learn, is conviction of self.

On Shiro’s end of things... Shiro from the start has had a personal demon bogging him down and complicating his recovery. We see this obviously illustrated a couple of times, but a big one is in episode s2e5.

Shiro fails to nurture himself. He’ll keep tapping from his own well to try and provide for others but if it runs dry, he’ll just take that silently to himself. He’d be the first person to tell any of the other paladins they can talk to him if anything’s troubling them- he actively tries to check up on Keith in s2e8- but Shiro always puts himself last.

And it’s not even the willful neglect, but that Shiro, simply refuses to look at his own vulnerability, and his own pain, with the compassionate eye he turns on his team. S2e10 and his interactions with Slav there and the following episode are actually really worrying if you consider that what Shiro’s doing is basically just internalizing his own self-talk. 

Especially his line about “so fluff a pillow or count your follicles or whatever”, because it betrays exactly how Shiro views his trauma and the emotional needs he has in healing.

Because when Shiro hits his limits- when he’s upset or scared or shaken up by something, the bedside manner he takes with himself is “well, sorry everyone, I guess we need to stop all of the important stuff we’re doing and go get the big dumb baby a big dumb security blanket, because he can’t keep his shit together for five minutes.”

In Shiro’s book, all of his hurt and anxiety- which are completely understandable natural things to feel experiencing what he had- are just failures in discipline, failures in control. It’s just him whining about nothing.

Blue Lion is thematically the heart of the team- she is the lover, and she is the nurturer. And if there’s one thing to say about Blue’s virtues, and Lance, it’s that Blue is also about self-love. Blue is not, as Shiro is, a vessel that pours and pours and pours without refilling itself.

In the beginning-of-episode scramble sequence in s1e2, nobody is more diametrically opposed than Lance and Shiro. Shiro, who’s already wearing his armor, who is awake and exercising, not sleeping when everybody else is at least in bed (and Shiro of course, never once implies he’s having bad dreams or trouble sleeping), who’s the first responder because of course, Princess, what do you need?

And Lance, who saunters in, completely late, with no idea what’s going on... but having lavishly taken care of himself. He’s feeling great, he’s incredibly comfortable, he’s literally sparkling.

And Blue deliberately holds out on Allura as long as Allura tries to keep their relationship distant and businesslike. What Blue asks of Allura isn’t to prove herself, or flatter Blue’s vanity with sweet words... it’s for Allura to open up emotionally. To say “I’m scared, I’m trapped, I don’t know what to do. I need help.”

As of s5e6, that’s the exact thread that Shiro opens to Lance with. Finally, finally, after suffering in silence all this time, after being vaguely dismissive about a “weird headache”, after gruffly sort of shrugging it off that he was apparently calling out to Lance and doesn’t remember it, Shiro breaks and says “I can’t go on like this. Something’s wrong.”

So I think it’d be really interesting if the ultimate destination this ends up is Shiro and Lance kind of taking a walk in each others’ shoes. A sort of educational exchange of virtues, that will benefit both of them. And that happening by not just Lance in Black... but Shiro taking Blue for a spin. (Which would also be a fun meta joke, because, y’know. In every other continuity Sven is associated with the Blue Lion, not the Black one)

So this is my poison of choice for Black Paladin Lance: Lance and Shiro switch Lions, have a lovely bonding experience, and then go home where they belong being better happier people because they understand themselves better.

[dammitadolfnomorecake]

I don't have a name for this... so let's just call it bop for now

Fly Red they said. It'll be fine, they said. It's not like you're going to die... yeah right. Lance had shown them. He'd showed them real good... by dying... aaaaand coming back. So did it really count still? At least when Shiro died, he'd become one with Black, and he'd got a shiny new body. All Lance got was darkness and a while shit ton of awkwardness between him and Allura... no, scratch that. A whole lot of awkwardness between him and everyone... which might just be why he'd been marooned on the same quiznakking planet for the last phoeb, it felt like a phoeb... he didn't really know, it probably want, but he did know that he was stuck with no signs of rescue and no way off. Hot on the heels of Lotor's defeat, Sendak had reared his ugly head. Without the castle though, this whole defending the universe thing had become a whole heap more dangerous... and slower... way slower. The plan to return to Earth was now on hold... which he was bitter over. He felt shunned by the team, like a puzzle piece that had some how been shoved in the wrong box. Thanks to Sendak, they'd made Olkarion their temporary home. Earth still just as far away as it'd been since they first came out to space, and Lance hated it. He wanted to go home. He wanted to sunbake. He wanted to eat ice cream and go surfing. He wanted to see all his family. He wanted to hug his mum... instead, he was stuck with a busted arm, a badly healed leg, what felt like a chest full of broken ribs and a persistent cough that never really left... and then there was that whole other thing that happened. Forming Voltron, he'd had a bad feeling, an almost sick feeling. But he'd been getting that every time he was floating space lately. Sendak had sent a squad to attack Olkarion and to undermine the coalition. So they'd suited up, kicked some Galra arse and formed Voltron, only, something had happened. Red had panicked and a blast had blown them apart. Thrown into an uncontrollable spin, Red had bounced off Green, Pidge screaming at him over his incompetency... and right into a closing wormhole Lance honest had no idea how wormholes actually worked, but he found his comms cutting out as he was hurtled into some distant corner of the Galaxy. He hadn't been able to right Red in time. His lion had crashed, the ground around him an ashen mess when he'd come too. If that had been all he'd had to deal with, he would have found a way. Despite seeming mostly ok, after a very brief and painful check, Red was offline and his body... it wasn't great. He might have... kind of... maybe eaten some weird herb that had survived the fire. In his defence, he was starving,. The planet was like 90 percent gravelly sand, and rocks, with like a handful of weird purple trees. Other than that one herb, he hadn't found anything other than the trees... and eating their bark wasn't working out well... So, he'd eaten it. He didn't think things through, and now he was paying the price for the tiny one bite meal. It felt like his stomach was dissolving, a constant fever left him hallucinating... or he might have hit his head. He wasn't great at this whole trauma thing... Trust him to crash land on the part of the planet without edible vegetation. Now he stuck. Waiting for someone to come rescue him, which was no longer as easy as pulling up Red's signal on the castle's holoscreens, opening a wormhole and just hopping over. Nope. Due to distance, they might not even be able to find her signal. She'd crashed so hard she'd gone off line, there might not even be a signal to find... Yeah. He'd had more than enough time to over think absolutely every possible outcome, and even his stick drawing of Pidge agreed with him that he was completely screwed. Stick Hunk had been a little more encouraging, at least he hadn't mocked him for eating bark, not like Pidge had. Allura wasn't talking to him. Keith and Shiro were off training together. Romelle was making googlee eyes at Keith, so she was no go. Coran... stick Coran. His buddy. Coran was the only one he could talk to, pretty much because he hadn't figured out what Coran would be doing if he was stuck in this situation. He'd get sad, then determined, then angry, then sad, then run around trying to cheer everyone up... but with them all doing their own thing, it was hard for Coran to get through to them all... so Coran mostly just sat on the wall he was drawn on and watched Lance sleep. Being alone meant a looooot of sleeping, and a lot of sleeping in. It wasn't like he'd had a bed time on the castle, but he still liked to get enough sleep to keep away the bags under his eyes. Being stuck out here alone meant his usually beauty routine had hell. It took a lot of work to keep himself looking as good as he had, and now all the persistent blood and grime on his skin had ruined his hard work... it was enough to give him a headache... or it would have done if the pounding in his head would ease off for two damn ticks. When he got back to Olkarion, he was taking a varga long shower, followed by another varga soaking in the bath, and then he was sleeping for a whole movement. No matter what anyone said. * Keith was angry. He was angry with himself. He knew things were shaky with the team, and he could feel something was off when they'd formed Voltron, but he'd been too focused on everything else to realise their bond was too shaky to hold. All it'd taken was one blow to send them flying. One blow to send Lance flying from his sights. One blow for Pidge to crash back to Olkarion. He and Black were communicating on a much deeper level, and he'd completely forgotten the others weren't there. Pidge had landed bad, breaking her wrist on impact. If that had been him and Black, he was sure Black would have been able to right herself before she hit the planet's surface. Down two Paladin's, they hadn't been able to stop the battleship and go after Lance. The wormhole vanishing before he could make it there after they'd destroyed the ship, and now Lance was lost out there... wherever there was. The team was in a bad way, and as the leader it fell on his shoulders. He'd left them when they'd needed him. He'd been gone for two years and he hadn't even realised his brother had died. He'd fallen for all of Kuron's lies. He'd left his team with the clone and now the dynamic was completely wrong. He'd thought that on the return trip to Earth they'd have time to all sit down and talk, but the universe had kept them here, and that talk had never happened. After what happened with Shiro, he couldn't lose Lance too. They'd come too far... though Lance had barely spoken two words to him since he'd come back, and when he did, his smile never reached his eyes... not like it used to. Something was very much up with Lance, and he'd wanted to talk about it, because he felt it went further and deeper than just things with Allura not working out and the abuse he took from Shiro. Shiro had apologised to Lance, but being hit and constantly blamed by the man you'd idolised had to hurt. If this had happened before he'd left to find his mother, he'd never have been able to find the words to have the conversation that needed to be had, but being with her... being with her meant he'd been able to work through things he couldn't before. Shiro had been a substitute for his father. He'd loved him in away he hadn't understood. A frustrating kind of love that wasn't quite romantic, so he hadn't known what to call it. Now he understood. He was his dad in Shiro. He wanted Shiro to be his dad, because his dad had left him and Shiro had promised he never would... but Shiro wasn't his dad. They were completely different and relying on Shiro didn't mean loving his father any less. No. Shiro was his brother. Shiro had reached out his hand when he was lost and guided him. He was truly grateful to have him in his life, and now understood that the love he felt for him was that of a brother loving a brother. Staring down at the star chart spread across the length of the table, Keith was looking at the section circled in red. Pidge and Hunk had put their heads together, and after movements, this was the area they felt Lance would be in. The only problem was that even pushing Black, it would still take just over a movement to get out there. He'd have to stop regularly to let his lions core charge back up, and once he got there, there was no guarantee Lance would even be in the area. There was also the constant threat that Sendak would come back to finish the job. If he took Black by himself and left Hunk, Pidge and Allura to guard Olkarion, they could very well be hurt without him... but if they went with him, they couldn't form Voltron... looking up to him, Allura and Shiro both stood straighter, Shiro doing the talking for the pair "Keith, talk to me. What are you thinking?" "I was thinking we can't afford to split our forces, we can't leave the Coalition or the Olkari without protection, but we are not leaving Lance out there. Not when he could be hurt and he's been alone for so long" "No ones saying we leave Lance" "If I take Black, will the Rebel forces be able to help here?" "Pidge has already contacted Matt. He's aware of the situation" "Do they have anyone in the area? Anyone closer than we are?" "No. That section of space is abandoned. Zarkon drained the resources, he massacred the races there. Ryner and I were discussing it this morning" "So... we need to move" "Keith, we'll handle this. Black can move faster than any of the other lions right now. We've finally found where he is, so bring him home. Take an Olkari team with you. They can provide medical assistance" "No. If something goes wrong, you'll need their help. I'll take Yorak..." "Will that be enough?" "It's going to have to be" "Alright. We'll have everything prepared here for when you return. Bring him home" Pushing Black as hard as he dared, Keith reached the quadrant of space in just over 8 quintants. Despite the star map, it seemed even sparser out here than dots had indicated. Each planet a fair distance from the other, and all a cold dull grey... somewhere he'd never live to be stuck alone. He'd never had problem with being alone before Voltron, but now... now they were family in a messed up kind of a way, and Lance... for all his annoyingness, bad flirting and even worse joke, Lance was the one who kept everyone going. Always trying to help. Always wanting to help, and always encouraging in his own way. Opening his comms, Pidge appeared on the screen "Keith, how's it going?" "I just reached the quadrant. I think Black can already feel Red, but we're still learning about this. It might take some time" "Alright. He's probably kicking back and lazing off..." "Or he could be serious hurt" "Keith, this is Lance. I'll bet you GAC he's just lazing around" Why was it that Pidge irritated him so? He'd never had a problem before with her before, but now her sassy personality seemed much more immature, her banter almost malicious in some instances? And her constant dismissal of Lance was cruel, given the level of love Lance had for all of them "Just be waiting" "Yeah yeah, just be prepared to pay up that GAC" Keith cut the transmission, closing his eyes and focusing on seeing through Black's. He was never going to get used to this "Girl. Can we find them?" Black roared, her speed picking back up "That's my girl. Let's bring them home" Red seemed structurally alright as Keith landed Black beside her, a long scrape ran across her left side, which could have either been from the crash or from hitting Pidge. Hopefully from hitting Pidge, because the crash site looked bad enough "Lance?!" Well that was great "Red, is he in you?" Her mouth was firmly closed, her eyes dark. Great. So she was offline. That's why Lance hadn't been able to return, or contact them... if they couldn't get her online, he'd have to tow her back and that could movements... which neither of them had. Especially not if Lance was hurt "Laaaaance?! Can you hear me?!" Pidge better not be right. Lance better not have taken this as a holiday... not that he actually thought he was. No. Lance loved Red and even if he had no idea what was he doing, he would have at least tried to fix her "Lance! Can you hear me?!" There was a scuttling and a sliding of rocks from the caves dotted along the small ridge behind Red "Lance?! Yorak! Come!" Appearing by his side, Yorak yipped, headbutting up against his hand "Yorak, find Lance" Yorak yippee again, zigzagging as he teleported towards the caves. Running after him, Keith found them to be much more shallow than he'd expected, barely even caves at all. Starting to yip, almost in frantically, his paws digging and scratching at ground "Lance!" Laying on the ground, next to the remains of a small fire, Lance was wheezing for breath. His tanned skin a sickly yellow hue, while his left leg just...it looked wrong. Lance had been serious hurt in the crash, and left like this for nearly who phoeb... fuck. He'd fucked up. He hadn't reached him in time, and now Lance barely the Lance he remembered. Kneeling down beside the Paladin, Keith placed his hand on Lance's forehead, frowning at the lack of response, the burning fever and the strange smell coming from his friend "Lance? Lance, if you can hear me, I need you to open your eyes for me" Instead of opening his eyes, Lance let out a rattling wheeze "Yorak, find me a good path back to Black. He needs help and I can't do anything for him while he's here" Lifting Lance, Lance whimpered in his sleep, probably in an enormous amount of pain, which caused Keith to be struck with yet another stab of guilt. He should have been faster. He should have intercepted Red and Green when they'd collided. Not left Lance alone like this. Everyone knew Lance was a social person and tended to get depressed if left alone for too long, not that he ever let it show... he didn't need or deserve the feeling of abandonment on top of everything. Carrying Lance down to Black and into the cargo hold of his lion, Keith laid Lance out on the bed of blankets he'd been using during the few vargas he'd been forced to sleep while Black's core recharged. Cupping the right side of Lance's face, Keith nodded to himself. Painkillers. He needed painkiller and antibiotics... and IV drip. It was clear Lance had lost a lot of weight and on such a barren planet, Keith wasn't sure how his team mate had even found anything to eat "Yorak, stay. Keep him company while I get what I need" Dropping to his stomach, Yorak whined as he placed his head on Lance's shoulder, now taking over the role of Lance's temporary protecter while Keith gathered up his first aid kit. Once Lance was stabilised, he'd used Black to pull Red up, and set her on autopilot back to Olkarion. After that, he'd have to call the team and let them know Lance would need to go straight into the one healing pod they'd been able to salvage from the castle. With a lot of help from Ryner's scientists, they'd been able to rig a system to power it, but only for short bursts at a time. It'd been alright when it'd first been removed from the castle, but without the constant power supply, its internal battery had lost its ability to hold charge... or something. Honestly, he'd been too focused on the fact Shiro was back to fully focus on the conversation. Now he wished he had. Lance needed a fucking pod. With careful hands, Keith cut Lance's clothes off. Thankfully Lance had already removed his own jacket, and his pants were torn enough that there was no risk of him nicking him with his blade. With just his boxers on, Keith groaned at the state of him as he tried to ignore how much sweeter Lance smelt without his clothes on. It was ridiculous and he swore Lance had never smelt like that before he'd left. Shaking his head, he wiped at the crease of Lance's right arm, he'd always said chicks digged scars, and Lance certainly had a few new ones. From the top of his left hip down to Lance's inner thigh sported one such scar, as did his left arm, and across his painfully bruised chest. Seeing Lance look so fragile beneath him, Keith felt an unexpected surge of desire. The desire to protect his friend... to protect Lance from absolutely everything that would ever hurt him. It was a sensation he'd never experienced, and couldn't say why it'd even surfaced so abruptly. Setting up the IV line, Keith injected the line with two opaque solutions Ryner had gifted him. These were the antibiotics and painkillers, both of which would make Lance drowsy and save Keith from the awkward conversation he'd have to have with Lance once they reached Olkarion. Lance was going to need surgery, his breaks would have to be rebroken and set properly, otherwise the healing pod promote healing in the affected area, and make the damage worse. After that, it was possibly it would take phoebs to get Lance up and moving... delaying their return to Earth even longer. Lance wasn't going to be happy... but at least he wouldn't be going through it alone. Keith was going to be there for him, like Lance had been for him when Shiro had disappeared again.

[kitsune-ryu-neko]

Voltron Season 6 Thoughts

OH BOY. FINALLY. Also, I may or may not have forgotten everything from season 5.... I do know that I wanted to see more of Earth and possibly the Garrison and see what they are up to but that didn’t happen sooo...here’s to hoping season 6 has that covered?

ONTO THE SHOW!!!

Episode 1: Omega Shield - Jealous Lance? - Lotor is less than enthused to see this person... XD - I LOVE THE FACIAL EXPRESSIONS HERE XD So nanny, huh? I agree with Lance. Seriously funny. Also Lotor’s expression is giving me serious anime vibes.  - I love the idea that Hunk is gonna learn more about the Galra. That’s totally not gonna come back at aaaaalllllllllll - Oh boy. Lotor is making some enemies. I didn’t think Sendak would be as big a threat as he is? - Something is happening to Not!Shiro. what are we calling him? Kuron?  - It’s Haggar. of course it would be. THIS MEANS WE GET THE CLONE REVEAL THIS SEASON RIGHT??? ITS BEEN LIKE FOUR SEASONS NOW - well Hunk’s Galra knowledge was needed sooner than I expected... - AN UPGRADE!!! FUCK YEAH! - Ok so Haggar found that place...great... - Lance NO! - Hunk is a great leader ~ - Oooohhh lots of stuff happened this episode! Allurance? Kuron and Haggar. Leader Hunk. and Haggar returning to Altean form???

Episode 2: Razor’s Edge - WAIT we left off here?!?!? - WHOA MAJOR LOTURA MOMENT THERE - Lotura vs. Allurance GO! - Well I have no idea what happened but that was really sweet of Krolia to protect Keith. - A FLASHBACK??? - And then...a very creepy Shiro... why? I understand the family flashback but not the one for Shiro... - It was Time....so that has to have been a future glimpse to Shiro - “beautiful, flowing white alien hair”  - Pidge and Hunk are so mean sometimes XD - There is no freaking way Earth didn’t detect all of that - Oh boy this is a convenient way to see flashbacks... Plus it’s kinda fun.  - Huh...so they had that mission....wonder what happened to make her leave - Lance is so sweet - ok Keith’s dad’s outfit looks a lot like Shiro’s... - Ok ..I mean...cOME ON...the Galaxy Garrison HAS to know something by now!!!! How could they not??? THERE IS AN ALIEN FIGHT LIKE A HOP, SKIP, AND A JUMP AWAY!!!! - This has to be why they sent Shiro and them on that mission....or at least related to why - Figures thats why she left. Also, BABY KEITH IS SO FRIGGING CUTE - WHOA THAT WOLF CREATURE IS ADORABLE TOO - TINY KEITH!!! THIS IS PROBABLY ONE OF THE BEST EPISODES SO FAR BECAUSE WE GET CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT PLUS ANSWERS!!! - Dear lord how long have they been living on this thing? - it’S BEEN WHAT?!?!?!?!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!?!?!?!? - THE MICE ARE SNITCHING!!! NEVER TRUST THEM - I LOVE THAT THEY KEPT THE ALIEN WOLF DOG - UUUHHHhhhhhh that place looks a lot like the hologram room of Altea...just sayin... - Altean?! ....Altean....... < . < Altean - WHAT A GREAT FRIGGING EPISODE OMFG

Episode 3: Monsters and Mana - ...is this gonna be the roleplaying D&D episode? - I’m like ten minutes in. Coran is the innkeeper. Shiro is the hooded figure in the corner that overhears everything and gives out info. And his backstory is hilarious. It’s so overly dramatic XD - “HEY WHERE ARE YOU GUYS GOIN’?!?!?!” - “Sounds like you’re too busy to help us with this wizard” XD - “Shiro’s DEAD!” < . <  - Lance is a ninja cat....of course he is!  - Way to call back to the first episode. “Maybe you just have to knock” - OMFG SHIRO DIED AGAIN!!! XD - CORAN IS THE VILLAIN. I should have known with that look he gave them earlier - I can’t take Shiro (Kuron?) seriously anymore. i cant XD

Episode 4: The Colony - revealed evil instincts huh? - ok i think something is gonna happen to allura, and keith will come back and everyone will be back in their original lions again to go and save her... - Altean pod? Is it Keith, Krolia, and whoever else altean? - HEY IT IS!!! - Oh so SHE’S Romelle... - WELL this is just INTEREStING, LOTOR. Thanks for lying. We all kinda thought you would be lying to them about something - GOD DAMN I LOVE THIS BACKSTORY - That IS horrifying, Coran. Holy moly - Lotura moment right when shit is about to go down. oh boy - Damn Lotor....you deserved that - Wow...with this Haggar and Kuron thing...shit really is going down - ok so not what I predicted... Something happened to shiro instead of allura

Episode 5: The Black Paladins - Well this is gonna be an interesting episode - She didn’t attack Keith. They have to have some kind of connection, right? Was she the person they helped back in like...season 2?  - The hacking is most likely because of Galra tech and Altean tech being fused? Pidge did that back in like...season 5 I think...  - WAIT A MINUTE...DOES NO ONE IN THIS FRIGGING SHOW KNOW THAT HAGGAR AND LOTOR ARE MOTHER AND SON?!?!? sheesh - Her voice is different... - Lots of loyalties being tested here, dang - Is this gonna be where we find out the truth? Haggar told Kuron to lead Keith away. She didn’t specify where... - OH SO WE DO!!!! YAY!!!! - Oh Shiro’s arm...of course. Because he’s a spy. well this is all coming together nicely - Pidge is smart. Take every precaution - Can I just say that the lighting in this fight is great! - Ok the abandonment comment is so frigging stupid. Not only is that comment complete bullshit, but it makes no goddamn sense. BUT OK SHIRO - “Actually, neither of us are leaving.” First of all, FUCK. Second of all, damn that was some great delivery on the voice acting wow - Damn...I didn’t know Shiro’s alien arm could do that ...but that’s good know O . O - Well...there go all the Shiro clones...that’s....kinda sickening - AWWWW MAN, THE FEELS!!!! “You’re my brother. I love you.” God damn if Shiro is dead or if Keith dies I’m going to be so sad... - The animation in this episode is just....amazing - OH!!!! OHH!!!!! FLASHBACK FOR KEITH AND SHIRO - Keith looks younger but Shiro looks the same age XD - WOW That Ending. That Ending was great. A+ 10/10 would watch that episode on repeat

Episode 6: All Good Things - Hey it’s the astral plane again. Good to see ya. Means we get real Shiro - REAL SHIRO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! - HOLY SHIT HE DIED?!?!? I mean...technically his essence or soul or whatever the fuck that is COULD inhabit the body of literally any of his clones... - You know...this is all just heartbreaking...Shiro...the clone...him dying...all his friends...Keith...everything - The Allurance moment was sweet.  - Well, there goes that. destroyed.  - Coran is such a great character - Is Lotor REALLY BRINGING THIS UP?!?!? REALLY?!?! No one is gonna trust you after that.  - Aaaannnddd Allura....you need to learn when to not say something omg. YOU KNOW HE HATES THAT WHY ARE YOU TRYING TO ANGER HIM!?!? - Damn Lotor calm down. So much for your so called “feelings” huh?  - Lotor....you fucked up saying that - Although, I like that he thinks he is the hero for the universe. The person to bring peace. And I like that we know how he thinks and why he has these thoughts. He doesn’t like either of his parents. He’s half Galra and half Altean. No one ever trusts him because of either side. Honestly, it’s tragic. But damn Lotor...you could have fixed things better than this...but no one would have trusted you anyways because of your past. :/  - Well that’s neat. Good luck paladins - Hey Keith got the Black Lions’ giant wings - Good luck Lotor

Episode 7: Defender of all Universes - THAT TITLE < . <  - Lotor’s expressions are still amazing - Oh hey everyone can meet real Shiro again - Ok nevermind < . < maybe one day - This is a cool fight - Yay they won against Lotor! Still tragic though... - Goodbye Castle of Lions ;-; - Oh? Can Allura do something?  - His hair is actually all white now...weird - BUT IS SHIRO FINALLY BACK AFTER ALL THIS TIME?!??!! O: - YAYAYAYAYAYYAYAYAYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! - And we got Shiro’s actual hair floof back! - O: ARE WE FINALLY FRIGGING GOING TO EARTH?!?!? FINALLy - SEASON 7 I CAN’T WAIT!!!!

Overall. Best. Season. So. Far. There was so much. Great character development. I loved the flashbacks and backstories!!! Lots of intense moments and lots of secrets finally revealed! The music was dramatic and the animation at times was just superb. 10/10 would watch the season all over again on repeat. Wow. And I’m so HYPED FOR NEXT SEASON!!! FINALLY!!! After SIX FRIGGING SEASONS we FINALLY get to see Earth again! I wanna know what everyone is up to. What everyone knows, especially the families, classmates, teachers, and the Galaxy Garrison as a whole. Plus I really wanna see the paladins back with their families! Also, Keith won’t be alone going back. How long do we have to wait for season 7? Until January? DX

[dark-unimaginably-stupid-kids]

Not Dreaming of You [Ch 3]

(Because You Won’t Let Me Sleep)

Series- Voltron

Pairing(s)- End Game is Klancelot, with a heavy slight incline toward Keitor simply based on the set up.

Other pairs include minor Shallura, past Rolotor, one-sided Sheith. platonic (??) Plance and even a hint of Heith if you squint real hard.

Characters in this fic in order of most screen time: Keith, Lotor, Lance, Pidge, Hunk, our Lovely Lady Generals, Kuron, Shiro, Allura, Rolo and Nyma

Synopsis: Keith has been tensely living with Lotor for about a year. They aren’t exactly friends, but occasionally they can get along. Suddenly with no explanation their neighbor Rolo moves out and two very noisy whack jobs move in. Somewhere between the loss of Lotor’s old fuck buddy and Keith’s sleep deprivation things start to get a little…odd.

“I’m telling you, there is something wrong with them!”

This chapter: No Lotor or Keith, but a look at Lance and Pidge and how they got where they are today...

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Chapter 3- Lance is a normal boy with normal problems. Cross my heart and hope to die.

The first thing Lance realized when he woke up was that the light in the motel room was way too bright. Like kick in the teeth glass shards in your eyes kind of bright.

Next, he notices how absolutely parched he is. Lips dry, throat on fire, hell his joints are screaming at him like he’s been dehydrated for days.

When his eyes finally adjust enough to the room another sense comes at him like a pile of bricks.

Everything…smells.

Down to the linen sheets and the small sizzling burn of a cheap lightbulb reaching the end of its life. But on top of that, almost downing him, is the smell of…iron?

… Jeez.

To make his current physical standings worse, he’s alone in the motel room he’d entered the night before with a very attractive partner.

Maybe, Lance hopes, they had some prior engagement to get to in a hurry. Maybe there was a note or something and this wasn’t just a one-night stand.

Though—he doesn’t remember having sex last night either. Though his shirt is off and nowhere in sight…

Lance dragged himself out of bed on wobbly feet. He could see his shoes over by the door where he’d left them, his jacket thrown on the chair—yeah he remembered that too. But then- nothing.

He stumbled over to his jacket and fished out his cellphone. His wallet was still in there too so that was a good sign. It wasn’t like the hot stranger (Who’s name was currently escaping him) had robbed him or anything. There was, sadly, still no note or anything to imply that they ever wanted to see Lance again though.

Maybe he’d done something embarrassing. Maybe he’d drank too much and just blacked out.

His phone reads 5:23AM. Which means, if he wanted to, he could still get home before his mom got up for work if he moved quickly enough.

He’d miss his shirt, but not as much as he’d miss casual family dinners without his mother glaring daggers into his soul for not being home when she says goodbye.

It wasn’t like he’d planned to get a motel room with a stranger but hey, when the opportunity presents itself you take it.

So with one last passing glance over the room, he pulls on his shoes, zips up his hoodie to cover the fact he was shirtless and wanders out of the motel. If he had a little more time he’d probably have made the bed, made sure the bathroom was clean and all that good nonsense because his mother did in fact raise him right but it wasn’t like he could catch a ride home.

Though, again, it really didn’t look like much had happened.

Bummer.

When he was outside he braced himself against the cold and briefly wondered if it was possible to order a Lyft or an Uber home right about then.

Not that he couldn’t make the walk, but this was some extra level chill in the air. Sure, it was March and winter was still just hanging around and he was shirtless under his coat so the cold made sense but this just seeped into his bones and nearly put him to sleep, he felt so damn weak.

Man, the sooner her got home the better. So he decided to jog.

By the time he got home, quietly letting himself into his house, he crawled straight into bed and passed out.

He didn’t hear his mother’s alarm go off nor did he hear her leave, too exhausted like his body was made of lead.

What did wake him up was his sister cooking lunch. She had evening classes at the local community college so this was pretty normal. Lance himself was taking the semester off due to a financial aid mishap so his job was to cook dinner.

He wasn’t sure what it was that had really woken him but by the time he drifted into the living room the smell of his sisters beef patties made his mouth water.

Which was already a feat in and of itself considering how he was still crazy thirsty. He mumbled a quick hello to his sister who rolled her eyes at him for sleeping in so late and let himself into the fridge to get at the Kool-Aid he and his siblings regularly kept stocked.

And, like the gross boy he was against all his mother’s teachings, drank straight from the pitcher.

Veronica shrieked at him and hit him with a spatula, “Asqueroso! Lance, you’re washing that and making more now!”

Lance rolled his eyes affectionately, “Si Mama.”

“Oh don’t call me that,” She hissed before turning back to her cooking. Lance downed what was left of the pitcher and looked her over. She was wearing a long sleeved blue cotton shirt and shorts that, as her brother, he wished she didn’t own.

“You’re gonna change before class right?” He asked.

She blinked at him, “Why? What’s wrong with what I’m wearing?”

“Nothing! Nothing, it’s just. Cold outside is all.”

“Lance.”

“Ponte pantalones o le digo a mama.”

She slammed the spatula down and gave him the finger before wandering off upstairs shouting about how he better not let her burgers burn.

As soon as she was gone Lance realized quite curiously that the food didn’t smell as good.

How odd.

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When eating and drinking and taking a scalding shower does not help him feel any better, the lights are still bright everything still smells weird and his skin is still crazy cold he starts to panic.

So he calls his brilliant friend.

If anyone knew what kind of weird shit he’d gotten into last night it would be her. Though, he was a little concerned about calling her up at all since she’d basically dropped off the face of the earth about two weeks ago.

Thankfully, she answered the phone anyway.

“Lance!” She shouted into the receiver. The urgency in her voice almost made him forget his own issues.

“H-Hey Pidge, what’s wrong?”

“Can I come over? Please? Please—your siblings aren’t home right?”

Lance raised a brow but considered this. Marco and Luis were out skating at the park and Veronica was stomping around upstairs like she was getting ready to head out.

“Uh, yeah, Vero is just leaving… Are you okay?”

“I’ll explain when I get there okay? I just. I just need you to keep an open mind okay. And. Unlock the door.”

Lance nodded, then corrected himself by saying so out loud before he wandered over to the door. The light the filtered in through the glass frame landed on his skin and felt way warmer than a sun beam should. Lance almost couldn’t care though considering how cold he’d been just a moment before.

It felt kind of nice.

Until it didn’t. His skin was suddenly very red and stung like a bitch, very clearly a sunburn. How in the hell he managed to burn himself that quickly was anyone’s guess.

He stood there eyeing his hand until Veronica came up next to him.

“What are we looking at?” She asked him.

He shrugged his shoulders and took her hand, holding it in the light.

She raised a brow at this but didn’t flinch at all. That was, until she noticed her brother’s fingers getting red.

“Lance! What—are you okay?” She pulled him out of the light and looked his hands over. He was honestly in too much shock to say much.

“…Tell mom when she gets home, we’ll get the insurance card and go to the doctor tomorrow, okay?”

Lance nods at her before she leaned foreward and kissed him on the cheek, “Maybe stay out of the sun for a bit okay?” She let herself out and told him to lock the door but per Pidge’s instruction he decided not to.

Besides, he was too distracted by the smell.

It was a couple minutes later when Pidge’s bike slammed into the side of Lance’s house and his front door swung open.

The girl practically rolled into the house, covered head to toe in a big green hooded coat, mittens and a scarf.

Lance knew it was cold at night, but the sun was still out and it certainly didn’t need any of that…

“Pidge are you—” he started from his spot on the couch, where he’d curled up with his phone to wait for her.

She didn’t let him finish this sentence though as she launched herself across the living room and onto her friend’s lap. Lance nearly shrieked.

“I’m sorry okay but I promise I’ll explain later and I just—ah…” Her forehead was burned, just like Lance’s hands, and her cheeks were flushed as well. Though whether that was a burn or embarrassment from her current position he didn’t know.

Honestly, he’d never thought of Pidge in this way and really had no idea how he was supposed to respond to the girl’s small knees straddling his waist. Definitely didn’t know how to feel about her hands tugging on his shirt or the way her mouth just hung open like she was the confused one.

“…Oh no.” She leaned into his neck and took a deep sniff of his skin.

“Pidge. Hun. Sweetheart. Please tell me what’s going on?”

She sighed deeply but didn’t remove herself from his lap, “I don’t know if this would still work…it doesn’t feel right…”

Lance groaned, hoping she understood how confused she was making him. Then she made it worse, by removing her mittens and reaching one of her own fingers into her mouth. She winced and pulled out her now bleeding finger, holding it up for him to see.

“What do you think of this, Lance?”

Lance stared at the small bead of blood on her skin.

And honestly…?

“…something is very wrong with us, isn’t there?”

Pidge sighed again and stared up at the ceiling, before letting out a very long and drawn out “Fuck.”

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Adjusting was… difficult. And honestly, Lance could feel himself losing it day by day. He couldn’t spend too long with his siblings after that first time wit Pidge. He couldn’t enjoy his meals. He couldn’t sleep like a sensible human being.

Something had to give.

So he called her again. She picked up after the first ring, his calls now set to priority.

“Did you learn something?” She asked, not bothering with a greeting per usual.

Lance rolled his eyes and leaned further back against his pillow in his blue walled room. Maybe he’d teach her manners sometime. But considering the fact her current priority was to rid themselves of this ailment they were both suffering from, he wasn’t going to complain. Much.

“Pidgling, let’s go out.”

He could hear the skeptic look on her face.

“Lance.”

“Pidgling. Pidgling I’m serious. Let’s go. Let’s get out. Away from people we care about for a little bit. Just. Find a stranger. Take the edge off.”

He got to listen to her take a deep breath and let it go through her nose loudly. Definitely tempted. Definitely frustrated. Definitely…

“I’m about to reach through this phone and strangle you, we can’t think like that! We don’t know what will happen! What if—”

“What if I find a volunteer?” He hadn’t meant to say it like that, he hadn’t meant to say it at all. But the thought had occurred to him a few times.

After all, they were… kind of living a weird kind of fantasy right now, certain girls had wet dreams about this kind of shit. If he happened to mention it to someone who looked the part and they jumped on it, no big deal right?

He said as much to her and he proceeded to listen to her weigh the pros and cons of such a questionable venture before she made a small short determined sound.

“Okay. You know what? You go. Do your thing. When you’re done come over and tell me everything. I’m just. I’ll be here studying our blood samples.” She said it, she decided it, but she sounded sad.

“Or, and try this on for size Pidglet, you can get more blood samples.”

She groaned into the receiver and it was another twenty minutes before she conceded to be picked up.

Another five to convince her to borrow Matt’s car because Lance intended to drink something.

When they were finally seated around a bar, Lance eyed the crowd and established that everyone looked pretty normal and not fetishy at all.

“I think we came to the wrong club,” Lance offered as he gulped down his second shot of whiskey.

Pidge scrunched up her nose in distaste and turned back to her journal, “Well yeah probably, but you’re the one who chose this place so…”

She read over her notes and tapped her pencil on the spiral. The girl clearly had a problem leaving work at home.

“Well it’s not like we just stop having problems when we walk outside Lance, someone has to fix this mess!” She bit out, looking at him again.

He eyed the empty shot glass and wondered how much it was affecting him because he really didn’t remember saying that out loud. She groaned in exasperation and shooed him off.

“Whatever, go find someone to entertain yourself with while I get some liquid creativity in my system.” She flagged down the bartender and asked for something Lance was sure was very sugary that he’d have to steal a sip from eventually. But, for now, he went to peruse the club goers.

There was an interesting group of girls toward the back, almost looked like the type he’d been inclined to look for tonight if it wasn’t for the fact they were chattering about their missing boyfriend. All four of them. One guy. Lance may have been desperate, but he was not desperate enough to fuck with a guy who had four girls all openly discussing how much they missed him for not coming out with them tonight.

Anyone with that much game should be revered anyway.

Next stop, he spotted a girl with some fishnet leggings, ripped jeans, big thick black choker. Her skin was dark with smattered white patches that appeared to be tattooed on given how they resembled galaxies. As he approached her he realized the white patches were just part of her skin while the galaxies were drawn on every visible inch of her with what was probably the ball point pen sticking out of her back pocket.

Sure, she didn’t scream “bad tastes in wanna-be gothic media” but maybe she dabbled a little.

He sidled up to her, plastered on his most dashing smile and opened with his best line, “Hey there, the names Lance, and you are?”

She blinked up at him, pulling her attention away from her cellphone where she’d been rapidly typing just a moment before.

If Lance wasn’t so desperate, he would have noticed the sadness in her eyes before she seemed to settle on something.

“H-hey.” She shook her head and locked her phone, “Listen, I’m sure you’re a great guy but I’m kind of…not in the mood.”

Lance had been turned down a few times in his life. Came on too strong, too dorky, what have you. But her sincerity surprised him, so he decided to return the favor.

He leaned against the wall next to her and made sure his voice translated this for her. That he wasn’t looking for a hook up anymore and maybe she would appreciate that.

“That’s cool, that’s cool don’t worry about it,” He offered softly, “If you want me to leave I will, but your phrasing leads me to believe things could be…better, is everything alright? Do you need me to call you a ride home?”

She glanced down at her phone but didn’t answer.

“…Or maybe… you could talk to me about it? I promise I’m a good listener.”

He watched the tension leak out of her shoulders and she turned and smiled at him, all previous apprehension suddenly evaporated with just those few little words.

“I appreciate that… my name’s Nyma.”

“Nice to meet you Nyma. So go ahead, tell me about it.”

And she did. In explicit detail. So much so that he had to wonder how much she had to drink despite the fact she didn’t seem to be drinking at all.

Before he knew it Pidge was groaning at his side about how tonight had amounted in absolutely nothing while Nyma continued to prattle on about someone named Beezer who Lance was pretty sure was a dog. Beezer had absolutely nothing to do with the main subject which was how Nyma’s friend had ditched her for the evening but that conversation had ended at some point and Nyma just kept going.

“Tell your girlfriend we gotta go. Man, does she ever shut up?”

Lance shoved her and hissed out a quick, “Rude Pidgeon.” Before turning back to Nyma who’d barely noticed the disturbance.

“Hey, sweetheart, I’m really sorry about this but I kind of have to go, my friend here is tired and we came together. We can talk later if you want? Give me your number, I’ll shoot you a text and we’ll meet up some other time, yeah?”

Nyma blinked a few times like she was skidding to a mental halt before nodding sadly, “Oh. Right. Okay.” She held out her hand or his phone and quickly punched her digits into his contacts.

“Cool,” Lance said simply, replacing his phone in his jacket pocket while Pidge groaned again, “It’s a date then.”

Nyma blinked again, as if struggling with the term before smiling, “Well I actually have a boyfriend but yeah, whatever you say, it’s a date.” Her smile was nearly blinding and not at all forced despite what she’d just said.

Lance raised a brow and felt Pidge stiffen at his side before she leaned forward and stared at Nyma, “You have a boyfriend…? But just agreed to go on a date with Lance?”

Nyma didn’t seem phased at all, “Yeah. I mean. I’m monogamous, but there’s just something really compelling about Lance. It feels like it’s okay.”

Lance stared at her in an absolutely horrified silence before Pidge continued their goodbyes for him, “Ooookay! Well, we have to get going, but Lance will totally text you…” Lance heard her mumble “you weird ass sloppy—” which made him hiss loudly to shut her up.

Nyma clearly heard nothing and waved goodbye as the two of them bolted out of the club.

It was a few hours later, curled up on Pidge’s couch feeling so drained and so fucking thirsty, that Lance heard the strangest sound.

The sound of Pidge figuring out something useful about their predicament.

“…Lance.”

“Yeah?”

“You need to call Nyma.”

---

Lance… had no words to describe the date he’d just had.

He just.

Wow.

He and Pidge were currently sitting in a hotel room Nyma had purchased for the evening. Nyma herself was in the shower trying to wash off the mess at Lance’s request and Pidge laid on the floor, half under the bed with her notebook in hand.

“She really let us do that.”

“She really did.”

“All because you said so.”

“…Are we sure that’s why she did it?”

Pidge stared at him for a long moment and he stopped his pacing across the worn grossly patterned carpet.

He’d had the sense to remove his shirt so it was clean and sitting folded on the cushioned chair by the door, but Pidge looked like a demon straight out of hell, her face, her clothes, hell even her hair was a mess. She’d have to shower next and he didn’t care if he had to throw her into the tub it was going to happen.

Not that he apparently needed to go that far though.

“Lance. Lance I can feel my heart beating again do you know what that’s—well of course you do.” She breathed after a moment, still spinning in her euphoria. Lance raked his fingers through his hair and breathed in through clenched teeth.

“We can’t do this Pidge. Can’t just. We could have hurt her.”

Pidge bolted up and there was the decidedly horrific sound of her spine hitting the bottom of the bed but she barely even winced and crawled out the rest of the way, tossing her notebook onto the still clean queen sized bed in the room.

“But! But we didn’t! We need this Lance! We need her—I can’t—I can’t even look at my brother anymore Lance he’s all I have and I look at him and—and I can’t—I can’t even stay in the house anymore I can smell him, please, please I don’t know why you can do this and I can’t but we need this!” Her eyes watered and Lance felt his beating heart seize up in his chest.

“I don’t know what I’ll do if I wake up one morning and find out I hurt him.” Pidge breathed.

Lance didn’t need her to say it. He’d had the same thoughts around Veronica and his younger brothers lately. Hell, his aunt came over the other day and she got a little too close to him when babbling about his taking the semester off and he’d gotten so lost in the idea of—

…

“We need to move. Both of us. We need to move out. And find some other way.”

“Hey guys,” Nyma started, a towel draped over her shoulders while she wore a large fluffy white robe. Lance eyed her neck stiffly and made to wrap a home-made paper towel scarf around her neck.

“Try not to stain the hotel stuff okay, sweetheart?” He mumbled to her.

Her eyes widened as if she hadn’t considered and she smiled at him, “Right! Of course. Will do. Anyway. So, I may or may not have taken a snap getting out of the shower just now and my boyfriend has a couple questions, would it be alright if he came over?”

Pidge eyed Lance like they were about to embark on disengaging an active bomb.

Lance acknowledged this was probably a fair response, but turned to Nyma and figured, why not.

“Nyma, does Rolo live alone?”

[severalbakuras]

time

to

finish

s3

im not prepared

(apologies to mobile users for the long post)

episode 5:

intro is a pink screen. it’s established pink is a mourning colour. hrmmm.

oh its an eyeball SHIRO

that’s not a good looking room to be in

that HAIR

hallucinating already, this is Not Good.

so he’s like totally alone in that room that is just bad practice right there. supervisor’s gonna get fucked if they get caught.

and. another shiro. one who’s kept clean-shaven. oh ok i know where this is going i think.

operation kuron is so unsubtle that i think we’re in for several layers of bait-n-switch until it turns out shiro never actually existed. schrodinger’s Shiro. shirodinger. 

he escaped waaaaaay too easily - yeah. called it.

‘stage 3′ so stage one is ??? and stage two is this guy.

ok so shiro obvs remembers some things but i find it interesting that we’ve had no internal thoughts beyond memories of the tube/surgery. like he’s not thought about voltron or the paladins or allura and coran like he has no idea if they survived or not. nothing at all by the five minute mark.

HAGGAR FINALLY I’VE MISSED YOU SO

yeah you keep an eye on that boy. im sure absolutely nothing will happen to this guy.

self-cauterization holy shit.

“what killed you?” is the first spoken line of dialogue from shiro i think. everything else is just vague confusion noises and/or battle grunts iirc. we haven’t even had an internal line of thought yet (which i know don’t rly happen in this series like everyone tends to speak aloud but still he’s ALL alone). i think that’s significant, somehow.

how the fuck has he not frozen to death in that skinny suit.

SHIRO NO THAT COULD BE AN ACID LAKE

“subject Y0XT39″ i will eat a raw garlic clove if this turns out to be the real shiro.

wow that’s rly bad for blood circulation like way to make him lose his hands jackasses.

so these two are space cannibals. neat.

if you’re trying to convince people of who you are why would you just say your first name? he WANTS these guys to know who he is, there’s no point being cagey. say your surname shiro go ahead.

knowledge of who the paladins are rly is being kept tight under wraps. so long as nobody ever thinks to check out any planet where galra were known to have integrated into local alien communities to the point of children.

i :) wonder :) who :) might :) do :) that :)

(i wonder how earth’s doing. everyone has family down there who misses them (besides keith since he’s living in a shack in the desert and nobody from the MILITARY-ish training academy told his dad to come pick him up apparently))

lotor i swear to fuck don’t you dare pull a dreamworks smirk DONT DO YOU DARE

so galra channels are hackable

that big guy’s totally having a SUPPRESSING FIIIIIRE moment

i rly like this winter backdrop i love being able to see the brushstrokes on the snow (like digital ones but they count).

he’s starving but he doesn’t take a single bite of the food onscreen can’t tell if suspicious or #mood bc i don’t like people watching me eat either lol

so operation kuron isn’t something widely known then or Hold up those robo-soldiers have no reaction whatsoever to a unit falling down until the hangar doors close.

ok those two guys in the cave HAVE to be in on it or shiro would’ve died on that planet. why keep the ship above a Death Planet for him to be permitted to escape to unless they had someone down on the Death Planet who could send him back to the right ship to deliver to voltron without him knowing he was being played?

like this is ALL phase 3.

‘stop spying on me’

‘do your fucking job’

HA. IDEAS. IN ZARKON’S HEAD. AHHAHAA

i think this is the first time i’ve seen lotor angry like haggar gets under his skin so easily i hope they talk again soon. ‘I AM THE LEADER’ his VOICE damn.

ok so like i already know lotor is half-galran and he’s probably half-altean too like in the original series with the hair and all. but i don’t think haggar is his mother even though she’s also altean. he’s hyper-focused on not being like his father in that scene but he also seems the type that he’d leave a snarky comment about his mother too if she were. and she doesn’t ever refer to him as her son, only zarkon’s. she’d surely say ‘our’ son, unless she officially disowned him as part of his banishment and hates his guts but then surely he’d have at least SOME reaction to seeing her unless he was, like, literally banished at birth and doesn’t know who she is and that he’s half-altean. bc if he knew he was he’d connect the dots between ‘only altean on the ship’ and his dad v quickly.

like i do know the story behind exactly how original lotor (aka sincline) is half altean and it’s Unpleasant and makes zarkon a fucking monster and i doubt this series would even imply that that was the case here but if it did and our lotor knew this was the truth behind his parentage that could explain his lack of reaction to haggar AND his deeply intrinsic rejection of his father.

oh come ON the ship is stocked with oxygen!!!!!! why would a ship that’s intended for a robot pilot need oxygen!!!!!!!!

seven days, when he’s already in a bad way re blood loss/injury (like a healing serious wound burns calories and fluid by the truckload) and didn’t have much water to go on beforehand. if i didn’t think something was up before man.

finally, almost 20 minutes in, we finally see him think of his teammates. took long enough.

black lion notices. hrm.

episode six:

nice shooting lancFCUKING KILL THEM ALLURA

SAME LANCE

HUG YOUR SON SHIRO actually no you’re not shiro stay the fuck away from him

‘weird headache’ since this isn’t a dramatic romance show, he’s not got Invisible Anime Disease #5 so there’s absolutely a tracker in his brain.

A HUNK MOMENT THAT ISN’T ABOUT FOOD I’M CRY (like it intersects with pidge but i don’t mind it’s nice that he gets to show his own brains in what feels like forever)

shiro automatically stepping back in ‘this is what we do mode’ is SHRHCHCH. NO. even if he WASN’T a clone he’s still recovering and is missing out on potentially months of their relationships changing and being redefined. he can’t just step back in like that.

ok so like???? if there’d been more scenes like this early on??? i’d probably be totally into klance?? like keith doesn’t really grasp the depths of the issue with lance judging by how the shot holds on lance leaving and his facial expressions and all but keith tries and lance tries and there’s no cheap joke thrown in there’s no rejecting that there was any emotional connection. it’s not solved the problem lance has by any means but it’s lance opening up to keith about his vulnerabilities and worries and it’s keith doing his best to help him both as a leader and a friend and the narrative doesn’t turn either of them into a joke for it. THAT IS MY SHIT RIGHT THERE.

like i’m obvs lowkey into enemies-friends-lovers (bc otherwise i wouldn’t consider keitor or any of my other ships which i won’t name bc i’ve made it this far without comparing anything to warcraft so i won’t start now) but i guess i much prefer the friends-lovers stage. (especially when only one half of the pair considers the other as ‘enemy’ in the first place).

‘just whack it’ is a universal law that will last forever

SHIRO ARE YOU IN THE LEADER CHAIR. NO? SHUT UP.

fucking fake ass shiro he doesn’t even acknowledge keith stepping up to make a plan as leader like he always fucking wanted him to do he just sails on into his own plan without so much as a ‘sorry’. fuck you fake shiro. firo.

and keith just stands there like a lemon like this is ok ahrhfhg. firo i swear to god if you drag keith back down into the place he was on the gas planet before lance intervened i’m gonna be so mad.

interesting that we don’t get a reaction shot of lance when keith offers to stay behind instead of taking back red. considering how that was literally what the last scene between him and keith was about is all.

so clones are genetically identical so the black lion picking up on firo’s ~spark of life~ fading or whatever to rescue him isn’t odd. but the black lion knows your soul and it’s not happy.

(could be an issue when the real shiro returns tho but eh that’s a problem for futuretron)

I LOVE THIS LOYAL PETTY BASTARD

“Victory or death!” OH COME ON YOU’RE MAKING THE WARCRAFT REFERENCES FOR ME. LOKTAR OGAR

so perhaps lotor squad isn’t in on operation kuron?

i wonder what’s being whispered during the mind control scenes.

that ship looks like a space fox... or maybe a star fox.

in two minds about this part like right now firo IS right but they DO need to actually try and confront lotor at some point. it’s ALWAYS going to be a bad time bc lotor has figured out how to use plot armor to protect himself so sometimes you just need to attack that face down trap card and face the consequences or you’ll be stuck forever yknow?

OH IT’S HER. FROM THE SHIP. COOL i was wondering if that’d come up again.

oops he’s ambidextrous.

also i think ezor might be a little crueler than she lets on, she’s got some v. vicious expressions going on in this grapple.

ZETHRID THINKS ALLURA’S A WORTHY OPPONENT ZELLURA YOU ARE CLEARED FOR LAUNCH (in other news i am a terrible person)

honestly those are both equally high priority targets, either one WILL fuck things up in the future no matter if they follow firo or keith.

now lotor how do you know they were about to attack, unless you perhaps had a direct link into the lions communication lines, which have been kinda previously established as being impossible to hack?

(so that’s one point in them also knowing about project kuron)

YES KEITH THIS IS WHAT YOU DO BEST ON THE FLY INSTINCTIVE GOOD MOVE

hooooly shit lotor’s maaaad

get your hand off him firo.

“i’m sorry i had to step in back there” step in. STEP IN. LIKE YOU WEREN’T IN CONTROL OF THE ENTIRE MISSION START TO FINISH. he sets up ‘you were the leader and you weren’t good enough’ almost on purpose..

the former isn’t true because keith still stepped down and firo commanded all their movements from the ship and the latter isn’t true because no plan survives contact with the enemy keith basically had it as under control as shiro always did. considering the circumstances he did damn well AND he scored a ‘fuck you’ point against lotor by using lotor’s own new ship to wreck the teledove.

“i thought i had it under control” ;A;

HE’S BEEN THERE SINCE THEY ALL FORMED VOLTRON YOU FUCK. HE WAS GOOD AT THIS UNTIL YOU GOT HERE.

FUCK YOU FIRO.

damn that’s cold haggar.

episode seven:

i’m. um. huh. those certainly were memories i’ll need to pause on later.

this dramatic scene is being ruined by all the cute little triforces floating around.

my civil war theory is officially dead now i guess. goodbye, civil war theory. it was nice to have you as a handy aversion of the whole ‘X race is like this while Y race is like this’ trope that always shows up in sci fi and fantasy and sci-fantasy~

this music is giving me jack sparrow IN SPACE vibes.

oooh the dust particle effect in the light shafts in the air is pretty and a good attention to detail.

now see like why wasn’t his spirit projection thing back in season 1 more like this??? he has a character he’s got personality he’s just like his daughter i’d actually MISS this guy if that spirit projection thing had been like his true self and not a bland whatever he was he’s so forgettable i can’t even remember what he was like.

ZARKON WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED. YOUR VOICE. YOUR EYES.

so like galra culture has a class/caste system and is kinda militaristic. explains a lot in the future i guess.

“WHAT IS THAT” is that the same cat narti has? and oh god no he’s a dork.

OH NO HE’S A REALLY BIG DORK AAAAAAAAAAA

AAAAA BABY ALLURA. SHE’S SO CUTE.

oh so he married honerva? oh no. OH NO SHE BETTER NOT BE HAGGAR. DON’T DO THIS.

“it was a customary gesture” tf is that all about.

“by willow!” is that the first canon mention of a deity? cool.

so the red paladin was technically the first paladin.

this thing is eldritch as fuck.

“Am I a leg?!” god i am so sad that you’re going to die horribly i love you.

now it’s REALLY eldritch.

god she really is haggar.

so alteans definitely age then (which proves empress allura was definitely dead a long LONG time before alt-eans went all mind-controlly).

honergar’s giving me major ‘that bloodbender who’s name i’ve forgotten’ vibes.

I KNEW QUINTESSENCE WAS BAD SHIT

he loves her so much im gonna cry.

so the lions cannot pick up on deceit then. they accept the will of their paladin over the safety of voltron as a whole and the other lions. they cast no moral judgement.

so there could easily be an evil voltron somewhere.

ZARKON NO HE’S HOLDING HER HAND ARGH.

so those weird purple cloud creatures from another dimension are puppeteering the corpse of the first black paladin, taking his basic desire for power and extending it into a galaxy spanning genocidal crusade because???

their home dimension must be a fucking hell dimension if things like that are trying to escape.

that guard made it seem like they sorta knew and accepted why their planet was destroyed so i guess zarkon returning from death was such a massive cultural shock that they all fell into line. bc otherwise i find it hard to believe that every single galra would join the battle (like yeah the blades exist but they’re a tiny movement) and not question what the fuck happened to his eyes or voice or how he came back from the fucking dead or why they’re meant to suddenly hate everyone.

ok so why do most of the galra have similar glowing eyes iirc? surely the vast majority should have the normal eyes that old zarkon and lotor have but they don’t. unless like successful generals are permitted to ‘live’ forever by taking the creatures into their bodies but then like they have far too much personality for that. the loktar ogar guy for example. what gives.

that’s kind of a leap at lotor’s motives but an understandable one, they don’t know how much lotor detests being like his father so i doubt he’d do the same damn thing his father was trying to do.

he’s baaaaack and he’s got no new tricks, zombieman zarkon’s still just as thick as the last time~

lotor’s gonna be so mad. and also this doesn’t actually explain why haggar lets zarkon run roughshod all over her much better plans prior to this because she doesn’t remember being his husband until this episode.

and also also imo this means haggar definitely can’t be lotor’s mother bc when we’re seeing things coran can’t possibly know like honerva on her death bed we’re probably seeing haggar’s vision of events and he doesn’t appear to be a factor in either of their lives but she remembers their wedding perfectly.

(unless he’s a zombaby but he can’t be because his eyes don’t glow).

hrm.

season four when.

[marimbistchick]

Ok if nobody else has asked yet, for the Voltron Ask Meme- all of them. Just, all of them, every single one. Please :)

*cracks knuckles* Alright, here we go.

***********

Voltron: Which Lion do you think you would pilot? Why?

Ok, this one is probably obvious from my icon, but the black lion. If you'd asked me several months ago before I'd been forced to put actual thought into it (thanks guys) I'd probably have said green, but... no, black fits better. I'm the mom friend. I could be having a mental breakdown and I'd still make sure that everyone else was alright and help them when possible. Correction, I HAVE done that (PSA: don't do that, take care of yourself too folks). As much as I joke about wanting to fight people and probably would if ABSOLUTELY necessary, I'm a pretty level-headed person, and tend to consider all ideas and sides of a story before acting. I don't often actively seek out leadership, but I do tend to naturally fall into that roll for projects and stuff. If no one else is stepping up (which happens surprisingly often), I will.

Shiro: If you were given the chance to change the past, would you?

Hmmmmm... there are lots of things that I wish had gone differently, both in my own life and in history. But there's no way of knowing how far those ripples would spread, and my past has shaped me into me. So no, I wouldn't, though I'd probably always wonder what would happen if I did.

Keith: Do you consider yourself an aggressive or passive person?

I like to consider myself to be pretty balanced, but I suppose that I'm more on the passive side, though I was more aggressive when I was younger. I'm not passive in the way that I would let people walk all over me, but I don't seek out fights, and avoid them if possible. If it's something relatively minor (like a family member with some remarks that I'm not comfortable with), sometimes I'll keep my mouth shut to keep the peace. Though it might be worth mentioning that if someone ELSE is hurt by said comment, I'm absolutely calling the person out. Politely at first, but I have gotten rather confrontational on behalf of others before.

Lance: Are you a flirtatious person? Lance level flirting?

Oh god. No. I'm so emotionally constipated, sometimes I even have trouble flirting in the conventional sense with my boyfriend. However, I will absolutely play-flirt with my friends shamelessly if the situation arises.

Hunk: Do you know how to cook/bake?

YES! BOTH! I'm nowhere near Hunk level, because that boy could probably open a 5 star restaurant, but I am pretty good. When I'm living at home with my family I tend to bake more than I cook, just because I'm the only one in the house who's really any good at it in general. Through lots of practice my mom has gotten really good at baking bread, but we all know that my cookies and muffins always come out better (despite using the same recipe).

Pidge: Who are the people you value the most?

My friends and family, specifically my parents and brother. Well, my friends may as well be family. I'm big on the found-family trope, both in fiction and real life. I feel it worth a shout out that, like Pidge, my brother is named Matt, and I would ALSO do some crazy shit for him. We're twins, and I can't imagine life without him (even if we drive each other crazy sometimes).

Allura: What would be the first thing you do if you wake up after 10,000 years?

Honestly? Probably have a panic attack to end all panic attacks.

Coran: What was your worst “phase”?

Um. Probably when I was like 12 and discovered social media and texting for the first time. I'd use all the abbreviations when I texted people (through WiFi and an app on my iPod), and I remember playing that game on Facebook where you answer questions about your friends. Which might not sound too bad, but I didn't know what some of the terms meant and answered the questions anyway based on (wrong) assumptions of what was really being asked. I think back on all interactions I had and feel a tidal wave of embarrassment.

Zarkon: Do you think revenge is wrong?

To an extent. I think that a little bit might be fine (I can be mildly petty sometimes), but I also think that if you go for it then you need to watch yourself very carefully. It would be far too easy to cross a line that you really shouldn't.

Haggar: Are you obsessed over something? Someone?

I tend to switch between obsessing over works of fiction with no stop in between. Currently it's Voltron.

Lotor: What would you be exiled for?

As is? Even if I wanted to, I wouldn't really have the opportunity to do anything exile-worthy. Assuming that I'm living in an evil space empire? Treason.

Galra Empire: Who is your favorite Galra character?

Does Keith count? I'm assuming that he doesn't. Ooooh boy, this is tough. Acxa is a badass babe, and I'm really curious about Kolivan. But I guess going from what we've actually seen, I have to say Lotor. I wouldn't like him as an actual person, but so far I think that he's an amazing villain, and I'm excited to see more of him. Also he has a gorgeous voice

Blade of Marmora: Who has the best character design?

I haven't really thought about this much, to be honest. I guess I'll go with Honerva/Haggar, just because you can see the gradual shift over time and I thought that it was really well done.

Matt Holt: Do you more “nerdy” or “sporty”?

I definitely have a sporty side, but "nerdy" wins by a long shot. I'll geek out over pretty much anything, but neuroscience and music are top subjects.

Balmerans: Are you good at reading at other peoples emotions?

YES. Too good sometimes, I think. I'm ridiculously empathetic, to the point that it can be painful. If I'm around people who are upset, I'll often either get angry myself, or incredibly anxious. It led to being called "too sensitive" quite a lot when I was younger.

Olkari: Do you have a close connection with nature?

Mmmmm, I wouldn't exactly say "close". I do enjoy it. I LOVE the feeling of wind on my face, and the smell after it rains. I like hiking and climbing rocks and waterfalls. The sun feels really nice when I'm not doing anything. But then we get to the things that I DON'T like. Bugs are NOT my thing at all, and I burn and overheat very easily. So I'd say that I have some mixed feelings when my appreciation of nature is actually put into practice.

Kuron: Would you want a clone of yourself? Why?

No. That would be way too weird. In theory it might be amusing or even useful, but... it brings up some existential questions that I'd rather not ponder.

Honerva: Do you have any pets?

My family has a dog, and I have a cat! His name is Legolas, but we call him "Lego" for short pretty often, since people keep mis-hearing his name as "Legless". He's a goofball, and I love him dearly. He likes to act tough around people (if he'll stop hiding from them), but he's a huge mama's boy and everyone knows it.

Alfor: What is your best friend like?

Um. I can't pick just one. But I have a group of friends who are very dear to me, and we're moving into an apartment a bit off campus in a couple of weeks. We're all huge queer nerds, and I wouldn't have it any other way. I could write an essay about them if I'd let myself.

Weblum: What is your favorite Voltron episode?

Before season 3, it was Blade of Marmora. But now it might just be The Legend Begins, because I'm always a slut for backstory.

Slav: What are your ships? No discourse allowed.

Eh, I'm a pretty neutral party/multi-shipper. I have come to actually really like Keith/Lance and Hunk/Pidge, but in general I tend to like pairings in the context of specific works.

Sven: Would you sacrifice your life for someone you barely know?

I'd like to be noble and say yes, but probably not. I would definitely try to help them, but I'd likely prioritize my own life.

Space Mice: What are your favorite animals?

Oh my god, asking the tough questions here. The answer flips a lot, but if I narrow it down to animals that I have experience with, then probably cats.

KALTENECKER: Who is your favorite Voltron character?

PIDGE!!! But Keith has been steadily squirming his way into my heart as well.

Paladin: When did you start watching Voltron?

I think it was around late September/Early October of 2016.

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Nope nooooo. Not going here. Noooo make it stop

Fly Red they said. It'll be fine, they said. It's not like you're going to die... yeah right. Lance had shown them. He'd showed them real good... by dying... aaaaand coming back. So did it really count still? At least when Shiro died, he'd become one with Black, and he'd got a shiny new body. All Lance got was darkness and a while shit ton of awkwardness between him and Allura... no, scratch that. A whole lot of awkwardness between him and everyone... which might just be why he'd been marooned on the same quiznakking planet for the last phoeb, it felt like a phoeb... he didn't really know, it probably want, but he did know that he was stuck with no signs of rescue and no way off. Hot on the heels of Lotor's defeat, Sendak had reared his ugly head. Without the castle though, this whole defending the universe thing had become a whole heap more dangerous... and slower... way slower. The plan to return to Earth was now on hold... which he was bitter over. He felt shunned by the team, like a puzzle piece that had some how been shoved in the wrong box. Thanks to Sendak, they'd made Olkarion their temporary home. Earth still just as far away as it'd been since they first came out to space, and Lance hated it. He wanted to go home. He wanted to sunbake. He wanted to eat ice cream and go surfing. He wanted to see all his family. He wanted to hug his mum... instead, he was stuck with a busted arm, a badly healed leg, what felt like a chest full of broken ribs and a persistent cough that never really left... and then there was that whole other thing that happened. Forming Voltron, he'd had a bad feeling, an almost sick feeling. But he'd been getting that every time he was floating space lately. Sendak had sent a squad to attack Olkarion and to undermine the coalition. So they'd suited up, kicked some Galra arse and formed Voltron, only, something had happened. Red had panicked and a blast had blown them apart. Thrown into an uncontrollable spin, Red had bounced off Green, Pidge screaming at him over his incompetency... and right into a closing wormhole Lance honest had no idea how wormholes actually worked, but he found his comms cutting out as he was hurtled into some distant corner of the Galaxy. He hadn't been able to right Red in time. His lion had crashed, the ground around him an ashen mess when he'd come too. If that had been all he'd had to deal with, he would have found a way. Despite seeming mostly ok, after a very brief and painful check, Red was offline and his body... it wasn't great. He might have... kind of... maybe eaten some weird herb that had survived the fire. In his defence, he was starving,. The planet was like 90 percent gravelly sand, and rocks, with like a handful of weird purple trees. Other than that one herb, he hadn't found anything other than the trees... and eating their bark wasn't working out well... So, he'd eaten it. He didn't think things through, and now he was paying the price for the tiny one bite meal. It felt like his stomach was dissolving, a constant fever left him hallucinating... or he might have hit his head. He wasn't great at this whole trauma thing... Trust him to crash land on the part of the planet without edible vegetation. Now he stuck. Waiting for someone to come rescue him, which was no longer as easy as pulling up Red's signal on the castle's holoscreens, opening a wormhole and just hopping over. Nope. Due to distance, they might not even be able to find her signal. She'd crashed so hard she'd gone off line, there might not even be a signal to find... Yeah. He'd had more than enough time to over think absolutely every possible outcome, and even his stick drawing of Pidge agreed with him that he was completely screwed. Stick Hunk had been a little more encouraging, at least he hadn't mocked him for eating bark, not like Pidge had. Allura wasn't talking to him. Keith and Shiro were off training together. Romelle was making googlee eyes at Keith, so she was no go. Coran... stick Coran. His buddy. Coran was the only one he could talk to, pretty much because he hadn't figured out what Coran would be doing if he was stuck in this situation. He'd get sad, then determined, then angry, then sad, then run around trying to cheer everyone up... but with them all doing their own thing, it was hard for Coran to get through to them all... so Coran mostly just sat on the wall he was drawn on and watched Lance sleep. Being alone meant a looooot of sleeping, and a lot of sleeping in. It wasn't like he'd had a bed time on the castle, but he still liked to get enough sleep to keep away the bags under his eyes. Being stuck out here alone meant his usually beauty routine had hell. It took a lot of work to keep himself looking as good as he had, and now all the persistent blood and grime on his skin had ruined his hard work... it was enough to give him a headache... or it would have done if the pounding in his head would ease off for two damn ticks. When he got back to Olkarion, he was taking a varga long shower, followed by another varga soaking in the bath, and then he was sleeping for a whole movement. No matter what anyone said. * Keith was angry. He was angry with himself. He knew things were shaky with the team, and he could feel something was off when they'd formed Voltron, but he'd been too focused on everything else to realise their bond was too shaky to hold. All it'd taken was one blow to send them flying. One blow to send Lance flying from his sights. One blow for Pidge to crash back to Olkarion. He and Black were communicating on a much deeper level, and he'd completely forgotten the others weren't there. Pidge had landed bad, breaking her wrist on impact. If that had been him and Black, he was sure Black would have been able to right herself before she hit the planet's surface. Down two Paladin's, they hadn't been able to stop the battleship and go after Lance. The wormhole vanishing before he could make it there after they'd destroyed the ship, and now Lance was lost out there... wherever there was. The team was in a bad way, and as the leader it fell on his shoulders. He'd left them when they'd needed him. He'd been gone for two years and he hadn't even realised his brother had died. He'd fallen for all of Kuron's lies. He'd left his team with the clone and now the dynamic was completely wrong. He'd thought that on the return trip to Earth they'd have time to all sit down and talk, but the universe had kept them here, and that talk had never happened. After what happened with Shiro, he couldn't lose Lance too. They'd come too far... though Lance had barely spoken two words to him since he'd come back, and when he did, his smile never reached his eyes... not like it used to. Something was very much up with Lance, and he'd wanted to talk about it, because he felt it went further and deeper than just things with Allura not working out and the abuse he took from Shiro. Shiro had apologised to Lance, but being hit and constantly blamed by the man you'd idolised had to hurt. If this had happened before he'd left to find his mother, he'd never have been able to find the words to have the conversation that needed to be had, but being with her... being with her meant he'd been able to work through things he couldn't before. Shiro had been a substitute for his father. He'd loved him in away he hadn't understood. A frustrating kind of love that wasn't quite romantic, so he hadn't known what to call it. Now he understood. He was his dad in Shiro. He wanted Shiro to be his dad, because his dad had left him and Shiro had promised he never would... but Shiro wasn't his dad. They were completely different and relying on Shiro didn't mean loving his father any less. No. Shiro was his brother. Shiro had reached out his hand when he was lost and guided him. He was truly grateful to have him in his life, and now understood that the love he felt for him was that of a brother loving a brother. Staring down at the star chart spread across the length of the table, Keith was looking at the section circled in red. Pidge and Hunk had put their heads together, and after movements, this was the area they felt Lance would be in. The only problem was that even pushing Black, it would still take just over a movement to get out there. He'd have to stop regularly to let his lions core charge back up, and once he got there, there was no guarantee Lance would even be in the area. There was also the constant threat that Sendak would come back to finish the job. If he took Black by himself and left Hunk, Pidge and Allura to guard Olkarion, they could very well be hurt without him... but if they went with him, they couldn't form Voltron... looking up to him, Allura and Shiro both stood straighter, Shiro doing the talking for the pair "Keith, talk to me. What are you thinking?" "I was thinking we can't afford to split our forces, we can't leave the Coalition or the Olkari without protection, but we are not leaving Lance out there. Not when he could be hurt and he's been alone for so long" "No ones saying we leave Lance" "If I take Black, will the Rebel forces be able to help here?" "Pidge has already contacted Matt. He's aware of the situation" "Do they have anyone in the area? Anyone closer than we are?" "No. That section of space is abandoned. Zarkon drained the resources, he massacred the races there. Ryner and I were discussing it this morning" "So... we need to move" "Keith, we'll handle this. Black can move faster than any of the other lions right now. We've finally found where he is, so bring him home. Take an Olkari team with you. They can provide medical assistance" "No. If something goes wrong, you'll need their help. I'll take Yorak..." "Will that be enough?" "It's going to have to be" "Alright. We'll have everything prepared here for when you return. Bring him home" Pushing Black as hard as he dared, Keith reached the quadrant of space in just over 8 quintants. Despite the star map, it seemed even sparser out here than dots had indicated. Each planet a fair distance from the other, and all a cold dull grey... somewhere he'd never live to be stuck alone. He'd never had problem with being alone before Voltron, but now... now they were family in a messed up kind of a way, and Lance... for all his annoyingness, bad flirting and even worse joke, Lance was the one who kept everyone going. Always trying to help. Always wanting to help, and always encouraging in his own way. Opening his comms, Pidge appeared on the screen "Keith, how's it going?" "I just reached the quadrant. I think Black can already feel Red, but we're still learning about this. It might take some time" "Alright. He's probably kicking back and lazing off..." "Or he could be serious hurt" "Keith, this is Lance. I'll bet you GAC he's just lazing around" Why was it that Pidge irritated him so? He'd never had a problem before with her before, but now her sassy personality seemed much more immature, her banter almost malicious in some instances? And her constant dismissal of Lance was cruel.