#VLD Gyrgan

[galraluver]

This fic is the fifth and final part of this post

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During an archeological trip in Egypt a young woman named (Y/n) (L/n) was getting herself ready for the day in her tent; the group she was with was there to study hieroglyphics in the pyramids which she enjoyed quite a bit. She'd studied ancient Egyptian culture in college and actually getting to see hieroglyphics was a dream come true for her. There wasn't much to do near the site that day since the rest of her crew went to the nearest town to get food and supplies, meaning she would finally have some alone time for a while because she was put in charge of keeping an eye on everything. One camel had been left behind in case something happened, that way she could go get help or escape. After feeding the camel and giving her some water (Y/n) planned on watching some episodes of Voltron Legendary Defender she'd downloaded, it was her guilty pleasure.

Her ultimate favorite character in the series was Gyrgan, the original yellow paladin; he seemed like a great guy and he had a sense of humor, if (Y/n) could meet a man like him then she'd definitely consider marrying said man. Being out on an archeological trip didn't really give her time for dating, not that it would do any good since hardly anyone showed any real interest in her. (Y/n) made sure to put plenty of sunscreen on before she went outside, not wanting to risk catching skin cancer from being out in the heat for too long. She fed the camel who was waiting in a temporary stable, gave her water and spent time with her since she enjoyed receiving affection. After spending time with the camel (Y/n) went back to her tent and turned her phone on, quickly navigating to her downloaded videos so she could watch the episodes of Voltron since there wasn't an internet signal.

She was on season eight, the final season and there were a couple of episodes that included Gyrgan; she thought the series would have been better if he had more screen time, unfortunately he didn't and finding fanfics where Gyrgan was the main character were rare. About halfway through the second episode of season eight (Y/n) noticed how the wind outside seemed to be picking up, if a sandstorm was coming then she would take the proper precautions and get to safety. A crack of what she thought was lightning seemingly above her tent startled (Y/n), it wasn't often lightning storms showed up out of the blue like the one outside did. It wasn't a storm, though; what was going on outside was a phenomenon that never happened in the real world because there was another factor at play. (Y/n) tried not to worry too much when the wind blew faster outside or when the lightning continued to crack loudly in the sky, she'd definitely never heard a storm like it, anywhere.

While the young woman remained in her large tent something amazing yet frightening was going on outside, a portal had opened up in the sky during a certain battle that took place in an alternate reality. The remaining four paladins of Voltron were fighting off Zarkon and Haggar who came back from the dead and intended on getting revenge for the destruction of Daibazaal. During the fierce battle Haggar opened up a one way portal and sent a certain paladin through, not even she knew where he would end up. The storm in the real world only got worse before it started to get better and not until the paladin, Gyrgan, had been sent through the portal and landed on the sandy ground outside before getting partially covered with more sand. After the portal in the sky disappeared the storm slowly dissipated, only leaving minimal damage behind.

(Y/n) had paused the video on her phone when the storm outside started getting bad, ready to go out and do what she had to, although she was confused when the wind died down and the lightning stopped. She waited for a while before she put her phone down and put her boots on, ready to go see what got damaged during the very unusual storm. Thankfully there wasn't very much damage to anything where she and her group were camped out, although then she spotted a strange lump partially buried in the sand several feet away; she couldn't tell if something got unearthed or if the lump was a person, so naturally she went to go check it out. Upon landing on the ground after being sent through the portal Gyrgan went unconscious, the large man completely unaware of where he'd been sent. As (Y/n) got closer and saw who was laying on the ground she gasped in disbelief; there was no way he could be there, but when she knelt next to the armor-clad yellow paladin and felt him she knew that she wasn't going crazy.

"No way. How did you get here? Did you come here during that storm? Hold on, let me get you to my tent." (Y/n) spoke frantically when she saw that Gyrgan, the original yellow paladin, was laying in the sand; she quickly dusted him off with her hands so she could somehow get him to her tent.

Gyrgan couldn't give her an answer, of course, because he was unconscious, although he could still hear her. (Y/n) knew that she had to hide him in her tent so no one else would find out about him, if any government found out that a very large alien man fell through a mysterious portal then they would want to take him apart and study him. Dragging Gyrgan back to her tent wasn't as easy as (Y/n) thought it would be, he was huge compared to a human which meant he was far heavier as well; since he was unconscious anyway she rolled him the whole way, she would tend to his injuries once she had him in her temporary home. She could hardly believe Gyrgan was in the real world, (Y/n) didn't know how such a thing was possible but she had a feeling it had something to do with the storm that came out of nowhere and went away soon after. Until he woke up (Y/n) would make a comfortable bed for him to sleep on and get something for him to eat.

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(Y/n) knew that the rest of her crew wouldn't be gone forever and she hoped Gyrgan would wake up before they came back, otherwise there would be the risk of them actually finding out about him. While the large man was unconscious she took the opportunity to remove his helmet and the upper part of his armor, only unzipping his bodysuit halfway so she could check him for any injuries. There were only a few bruises on his torso which was lucky, especially since his armor cracked during the fall, although he had a cut on the left side of his head that she cleaned and bandaged so that it wouldn't get infected. (Y/n) rezipped Gyrgan's bodysuit so that when he woke up he wouldn't think anything suspicious happened, but she didn't zip it up before admiring his muscular torso. The large rygnirathian man wasn't handsome by the usual human standards, but (Y/n) personally thought he was the most handsome man she'd ever laid eyes on.

(Y/n) wasn't entirely sure how much time passed since she brought Gyrgan to her tent, but at some point he finally started to wake up. She had a cup of water ready for him and she had a bag/box with her favorite snack in it, she didn't mind sharing it with him. After what he'd been through in his universe Gyrgan was surprised to find himself in what looked like a tent; one minute he was fighting against Zarkon and Haggar and then the next he'd been sent through a portal. Gyrgan looked around the homey tent and his gaze ended up on (Y/n), he felt even more confused when he saw her. (Y/n) smiled softly at him when he looked at her, hoping that she didn't come off as threatening.

"By Willow, what- What happened?" Gyrgan groaned when he attempted to sit up only to end up feeling dizzy, feeling the bandage on his head when he touched it.

"I'm not exactly sure what happened before, but I found you laying outside, partially covered with sand. I'm (Y/n), by the way." (Y/n) replied to the best of her ability, introducing herself first so he knew her name.

"The last thing I remember is being shoved through a portal. My name is Gyrgan." Gyrgan responded in confusion prior to introducing himself, even though she already knew who he was.

"A portal? That must have been that storm earlier." (Y/n) said mostly to herself in realization, it only made sense for him to have come from a portal, one of which sounded like a storm to someone who didn't look outside.

Gyrgan didn't know what to think or how to feel, he'd been transported to an alternate reality with no way back, he felt as though he abandoned his friends when they needed him most even though he didn't exactly have a say in the matter. (Y/n) offered him the food and water and he graciously accepted them, he wasn't too hungry or thirsty during that moment in particular, but he didn't want to seem rude. He drank all of the water and ate some of the (F/s) from the bag/box, leaving the rest for his kind hostess who went out of her way to take care of him. They sat in silence for a while since there was a lot to think about, Gyrgan could never return to where he came from and it was a lot for him to take in. He didn't know what dangers the reality he found himself in had, although he tried not to think about it too much so that he wouldn't stress himself out.

"I know that this is a lot to take in, but you can live with me if you want." (Y/n) said after a few minutes, offering Gyrgan a place to stay since he didn't have anywhere else to go; it would be an adjustment, but she couldn't just not give him a place to live.

"That's very kind of you, thank you." Gyrgan thanked (Y/n) for her kindness; he couldn't go home and she seemed nice, he knew that she would keep him safe.

(Y/n) smiled at him, happy that he accepted her offer for him to come live with her in her own home, although until then she would have to keep him secret from her crew. She began telling him about where they were and what she was doing there in the first place, he seemed to enjoy hearing about the things she'd learned thus far. Gyrgan thought her research sounded interesting and occasionally asked questions when he thought something was particularly interesting, he'd never met an archaeologist like her before. After (Y/n) finished telling him a little about herself and her job Gyrgan told her about him being the yellow paladin and some of the adventures he had, ones that were never shown in Voltron. (Y/n) eventually told him about how she knew him, luckily he took it well and they had a great time talking to each other.

[findmeinthefallair]

*gets absorbed in rewatching Mass Effect playthroughs* *sudden itch to draw them as the ME2 Squad Members coz you can match them up pretty well*

[angstandhappiness]

Heh

Oh yeaaaaaaah it is the same symbol. That’s nice. And history nerd-y.

[depressocafe]

What is the real reason why Zarkon thought Lotor was weak? And why did Zarkon become power hungry after the quintessence incident?

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In this week's edition of VLD Theories I hyper fixate and overanalyze the show once again but this time I think I have something really interesting, considering the fact that we're not just talking about the inner workings of the Voltron universe but we're also discussing everyone's favorite father son duo.

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Something that's always irked me is the cliché way Zarkon was written (and don't worry we'll get into Lotor and his relationship with Zarkon as well as childhood trauma in a moment but to get to that we have to talk about the Emperor himself). Zarkon is written as everyone's typical, immoral, emotionless, power hungry bastard and while that is essentially what a 'bad person' is it doesn't make for good writing nor does it function well with the cannonisity of the series or even its inner workings.

Let's go back to what Shiro said himself about Quintessence Corruption. Shiro stated "Zarkon fell to his own evil instincts. The quintessence field didn't create Them, it revealed them." This sentence states that the chemical itself is capable of sensing and seeping into hidden or strong desires. But here's the thing, Zarkon initially didn't desire war. He conquered planets because that's what his race had done for generations, that was until Alfor helped Zarkon to end his conquest and ally with several of his enemies (Alfor, Blaytz, Trygel, Gyrgan) then Zarkon put conquest behind him and worked on being a benevolent ruler who desired peace. Quite a switch but that still leaves the question, what changed? What made him power hungry? What ruined him? Well the answer is actually quite simple and was staring us in the face the whole time.

It was the overwhelming feeling of weakness. Weakness that came with his greatest failure, the inability to support what he loves and cares for. Namely, Honerva, Lotor, his planet, his military, his citizens, and with each day watching the things he loves grow weaker, even himself.

Zarkon watched his life grow into something spectacular and then started watching it's downfall. Even when he put stabilizers into his planet, that only slowed its collapse. He struggled to make his wife pregnant and now he was struggling to keep his son, his only child, healthy in his mother's womb. Speaking of his mother, Honerva slowly and harshly deteriorated right before Zarkon's eyes and he couldn't stop it. Because his planet was dying, he struggled to feed and support his citizens as well as provide nourishment for the soldiers whose job it was to stay healthy and protect all of Galra existence. And thusly Zarkon himself began deteriorating, His mind losing its sense of morality in favor of a stronger sense of survival. He's been weakened. Powerless to stop anything, the quintessence at this point is the only support he has. And thus the only thing he can focus on. If he can harness it, he can fix everything.

See, the quintessence didn't reveal Zarkon's evil nature, he wasn't evil to begin with. The quintessence corrupted his deepest desire. To become strong enough to support all that he cares about. To have power over all that he controls and sees. But no wish comes without a price. Power and quintessence became his biggest concerns. And turned him into what we now know as the Evil Emperor Zarkon.

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But how does this tie in with Lotor? Quite easily actually! You see a lot of what Lotor is, happens to be what Zarkon once was. Lotor had a deep seated love for existence. He indulged himself in other cultures, he respected every living being, he befriended individuals other than Galra, and he believed he could harness quintessence without destruction or disrespect to life.

But to Zarkon, that is Arrogance, Foolishness, it is Weakness beyond compare. Because he thought that way once, and it only brought Daibazaal to ruin and made him incapable of anything. But as we know, that's just Zarkon's perspective through his corrupt eyes. We, the viewers, know Lotor is right in his beliefs But his father is incapable of seeing that because of his fear, having no control over anything, no power over anything. This led Lotor and Zarkon to have an even more broken relationship than they already had, disintegrating to the point Zarkon couldn't stand his own son anymore and sent him away.

But he didn't kill Lotor. Not until 10,000 years later. Because his son was one of the things Zarkon wanted to save. Another reason why Lotor and Zarkon had an abusive relationship has to do with the Quintessence Corruption itself. Because Zarkon desired that power and control over everything, he desired it for his own son as well because if he can't control his own child then the weakness will grow again. The fear Zarkon let die along with his friends and planet will regrow and resurface. But Lotor is not the kind of person who allows himself to be forced, coerced, or manipulated so easily into obedience. Especially when it has to do with his father's sense of Value and Morality. So naturally in Zarkon's mind Lotor has become weak and as he's said before "Weakness is an infection. Better to cut it off then let it spread." We all know what happened next.

And if you need more evidence. Look no further than to Lotor's own corruption itself. Lotor was never good enough for anyone. And honestly saying that statement grossly understates Lotor's actual suffering. But it's still accurate. There are many things the prince wanted in his life. He didn't just want good parents he wanted his parents to be good. But that wasn't going to happen. He didn't just want to accept and be proud of himself he wanted people to accept and be proud of him. But that wasn't going to happen. His home quickly became nothing short of a survival situation and a place where he couldn't belong. So he decided he'd find that place himself and if he couldn't find it, then he'd create it with his own two hands. A place where he is accepted and everyone is proud of him. A place where his accomplishments and intellect matter. A place like the Altean settlement

Initially yes, I believe Lotor made this settlement to save his race. There is no denying he's always had a good heart. But sadly, he's never had a sane mind. Lotor was in Honerva's womb when she and Zarkon became corrupt and it's even stated within that show that when Galra doctors did a health read on Lotor shortly after his birth, he was giving the same quintessence readings as Zarkon and Haggar. In addition, Lotor seems to struggle with letting go of a grudge. Understandable but holding onto grudges creates emotional instability which can cause problems for your mental state. Take it from me if your angry with someone, forget the pain you felt but remember the harm that was delt. Learn it and let it hone you for further down the line in your life. Lotor, didn't do that. He wouldn't forget the rage he felt, even if he could still get revenge on his abusers if he wanted. And with his hidden desires and quintessence his parents seeped into his veins, it was only a matter of time until Lotor finally lost it.

Lotor desired a place to belong and he was going to make it happen no matter what. No matter what or who he had to sacrifice to get it. That's what the Quintessence brought out. His hidden desire for belonging. To be honest, Honerva had her desires herself. But we already understand what those are. Her desire for endless knowledge as well as control over quintessence, life itself. And we know what it made her. We've always been aware of Honerva's mind so there really wasn't a place for her in this post. This statement does exclude her actions for season 8 and that's because who she is then doesn't fit into who she once was or what were discussing.

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Zarkon became what he wanted to be but at what cost? His desire ruined everything. So did Honerva's. It tore apart the universe, it destroyed their son, it slaughtered their friends. Zarkon got the power he wanted and control over his fear, but in turn it ruined everything he built. Immoral sacrifice for absolute solace.

Post made: Feb 18, 2023

Updated: Mar 9, 2023

[deadjihuam]

Kinda thinking of redrawing some vld screenshots with the OG paladins ‘cause I love them (we need a spin-off).

[timberwolf-wwe-marvel]

Daniel, in simple Earth terms, is built different; him being an Allemorphian, an immortal speices, has nothing to do with it. The person to find Daniel bleeding is Alfor, who panics, but after getting the Altean King to relax, he helped Daniel patch up. The second person is Trigel, who gags at she helps Daniel pop his shoulder back into place. Blaytz stared in horror as Daniel throws a shark back out into deeper waters; he catches a glimpse of the bite mark. Gyrgan simply frowns as Daniel sucks the blood from his cut finger tip; one glove later and Daniel gets back to cutting potatos. Zarkon is the least likely to react as Daniel pops his knuckles, but as soon as Daniel took the brunt force of a laser, he screams.

i want an alien species whose evolutionary strategy was to be immune to as many things as possible. they can withstand crazy-ass temperatures, they almost never get injured because their exoskeleton is stupid strong, they don't get infections bc their bodies are hyper inhospitable to foreign life, heck they're functionally immune to poison bc they'd have to consume twice their body weight to even notice that something's wrong.

for these reasons, they are deeply fucking horrified to encounter a deep-space race who injure themselves on a regular basis and then just walk it off????

[blandvoltronheadcanons]

None of the Original Paladins were the Central Leader of their race, at least at first. Alfor’s wife was Queen, Blaytz’s Brother was Emperor, Trigel was a High-Ranked Senator, Gyrgan was son of the Elder, and Zarkon was the military leader. He killed the Civilian leader before taking Voltron through the rift.

[cynicalkittycat]

look!! the paladins of old taking a selfie, which is adorable but! the galra servant guy is hanging with them too!!!

[marvacu]

Yellow

[galraluver]

If you’re ok with writing comfort can you please write Gyrgan and Blaytz (separate) x reader who’s not used to affection? (sorta comfort to fluff)

I love writing comfort 🥰. I was inspired to do this in headcanon form, so I hope that you don't mind

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~ Blaytz ~

~ Blaytz is a touchy-feely person in nature and he loves being physically close to people he's close with, but he doesn't touch you if you're not in the mood to be touched because he respects you

~ It's not that you don't like it when he touches you in a friendly way, it's just that you're really not used to people being physically affectionate with you

~ You're really good friends with Blaytz and over time you develop romantic feelings for him, but the concept of dating him seems impossible due to your unease with affection

~ Blaytz doesn't take it personally when you're not in the mood for even the slightest bit of friendly physical affection, he knows that you had a rough childhood which still affects you

~ He feels bad when you sometimes flinch a little when he hugs you, but when you practically melt in his embrace he knows that you're making progress

~ During your friendship with him you begin to slowly get used to quick hugs, brief displays of affection are the best way for you to get used to it

~ Before Blaytz asks you to be his girlfriend you know that you'll have to adjust to receiving affection from him in a more than friendly kind of way, which definitely includes kissing, although you know that Blaytz would never rush you to do anything you're not ready to do

~ And after the two of you begin dating? Blaytz knows when you're in the mood to be affectionate with him and when you're not based on your body language

~ Learning to get used to having a lovey boyfriend gets easier as time goes on

~ You sometimes give Blaytz surprise hugs when you're ready to be a little more affectionate with him, and he always gives you a positive reaction and reciprocates the hug

~ Cuddling and snuggling is foreign to you, but after doing it for a while you get used to being held close by your very handsome boyfriend who loves having your body pressed against his

~ Cuddling and kissing quickly become two of your favorite things to do with Blaytz

~ Hand holding is the easiest form of physical affection for you and receiving kisses on either of your cheeks or anywhere else on your face makes you all shy and blushy

~ Blaytz thinks it's super adorable how you get flustered and blushy so easily whenever he's affectionate with you

~ Kissing is great, especially when the two of you are relaxing somewhere together and he pulls you onto his lap so the two of you can make out and snuggle

~ With time you get used to being physically affectionate with Blaytz which he absolutely loves, that way he can show you how much he truly loves you

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~ Gyrgan ~

~ Gyrgan is affectionate in nature much like Alfor and Blaytz, but he's more affectionate than Alfor but not quite as much as Blaytz

~ Gyrgan doesn't blame you for your unease with physical affection; instead, every time he wants to hug you he asks for your permission first before he hugs you

~ He's your friend and he doesn't want to ever make you feel uncomfortable

~ It's not that you're not used to being affectionate with other people or receiving affection from them, it's just that you're really not used to it

~ Your family was never very affectionate with you, so being around someone who is affectionate is a big adjustment for you

~ As soon as you realize that you have a crush on Gyrgan after being friends with him for a few months you nearly have a panic attack

~ You actually like someone in a more than friends kind of way and you have a strong desire to cuddle with him and maybe even kiss him, it's definitely not something you're used to

~ You're hesitant to tell Gyrgan how you feel and thankfully you don't have to because he figures it out on his own

~ Even after the two of you start dating he doesn't force you to be affectionate with him, although he often let's you come to him

~ You love how gentle Gyrgan is when he kisses, hugs, holds one of your hands or cuddles with you

~ He's like a giant teddy bear, only better because he's your boyfriend who loves you in a way that no one has loved you before

~ As time passes you come to get used to surprise hugs and kisses from your significant other

~ Snuggling with Gyrgan is one of your favorite things to do with him

~ Eventually you become more accustomed to displays of affection and even make an effort to be affectionate with Gyrgan

~ He's elated, of course, because it means that you've finally adjusted to being somewhat lovey-dovey on a regular basis

[spicyredpaladin]

Bequeathed - A Birthday Fic for Lance

Bequeathed is the third standalone installment of Blue’s Altean Lance AU. The other installments are not necessary for the enjoyment of this writing, but I would appreciate the views.

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Rating: General Audiences Pairings: Alfor/Lance, Blaytz/Lance, Gyrgan/Lance, Lance/Trigel, Lance/Zarkon Word Count: 820 Additional Tags: Altean Lance, Tokes of Affection, Love, Birthday Fluff

AO3 Link

Full fic below the cut.

Alanci grinned excitedly, laughing as a strong hand ushered him along. He fidgeted giddily with the ends of the blindfold that was tight firmly over his eyes. He heard his ‘captor’, who he knew to be Blaytz from the moment the other entered Alanci’s room at bedtime, chuckling to himself as they made their way dow what Alanci assumed was a hallway. He heard a door slide open and was quickly lead through it, the gears whirring and locks clicking as it sealed them away. Unable to help himself, Alanci spoke.

“Blaytz, can I take the blindfold off now, or is this part of the game~?”

A small chorus of laughter met his joke, and Alanci broke into a bright smile. Blaytz kissed the Altean’s cheek and removed the blindfold, wrapping his arms around the young man. Before them stood Alfor, who was standing next to a table that bore 3 holograms, one of Zarkon, one of Trigel, and one of Gyrgan, from left to right, all three smiling lovingly at Alanci as their laughter tapered off. Blaytz guided the young man into a chair set before the holograms, taking up a position on the opposite side from Alfor as the king reached out and ruffled Alanci’s hair. Each of the paladins spoke in turn.

“I’m sorry I wasn’t able to make it for you birthday, Alanci. We’ve hit an unexpected snag in our research and I couldn’t leave,” Zarkon began.

“And I had meant to be there as well. But two of the colonies of the Belt are becoming restless and wish to reinstate their long held feud,” Trigel continued.

“Please forgive me as well. Another city has been destroyed by earthquakes, and they needed me to help rebuild,” Grygan finished.

Alanci smiled and shook his head, laughing softly.

“You’re all here now, even if it can’t be in person. This is more than my birthdays before I met the five of you, and it satisfies me just as well as having you here.”

Blaytz and Alfor shared a grin before the latter spoke.

“I told you all that Alanci wouldn’t be disappointed. Now, are you all ready?”

The holograms all nodded, and Blaytz picked up a box from the table, holding it out to Alanci. The Altean took it excitedly, drawing in a breath as he looked it over. The parcel was wrapped in pure white paper and tied off with a blue and gold bow. Alanci wasted no time opening it, tears springing to his eyes as he saw what lay inside.

The others watched quietly as their lover took out the silver chain within, his delicate fingers tracing the stones perfectly set into their fixtures. A Nalquodian sapphire and Rygnirathian topaz sat proudly beside the Altean ruby and Dalterion emerald that flanked a perfect black diamond that Diabazaal was famous for. Alanci held his breath, tears welling in his eyes and spilling down his cheeks. Alfor knelt before him, gently wiping away the tears as they fell.

“None of that, now. This is supposed to be a happy gift, darling. A token of our love for you,” he said softly.

Blaytz set a gentle, warm hand on the young Altean’s back, stroking small circles through his shirt. Alfor gently took the necklace from his love’s hands, fastening it about his neck and giving him a loving kiss.

“A token so that, no matter what the future may bring, you will never forget the love that you have shared with each of the five of us. A love that has made us the luckiest beings in this entire universe. And so that you might think of each of us even when we are apar,.” he murmured, taking care to be loud enough so the others could hear him as well.

Alanci smiled softly, his lips trembling as he spoke, his hands took hold of one Alfor’s and one of Blaytz, his eyes settling on each of them before he looked to the holograms.

“There is nothing in this universe that could make me forget how much I love you all. And nothing that could keep me from thinking of any of you, especially when we can’t be near each other. Please, believe me when I say that this is the best birthday you all have ever given me,” Alanci reassured.

Blaytz gave the young Altean a drink, and the six continued their small party, locked away from the world for those brief moments, laughing and telling one another of their adventures since they’d been apart. When Blaytz finally walked Alanci back to bed, the young man was awash with joy, his hands finding themselves at the new necklace again and again. Alanci knew then that he would never remove it, and that only death could keep him from loving the ones who had gifted it to him, the five paladins that held the key of his heart.

[kingalchemistalfor]

OKAY LISTEN

I couldn’t stop thinking about role-swap / age-swap AU, but I also was like, what would these guys look like as humans? So... this edit happened. Blaytz and Trigel were actually the most difficult? Trigel doesn’t look quite right. I went back and forth between blond and dark for Blaytz’s hair for A LONG TIME.

Original pic: https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/voltron/images/8/8f/The_First_Paladins_of_Voltron_%28Gyrgan%2C_Blaytz%2C_Trigel%2C_Zarkon%2C_Alfor%29.png/revision/latest?cb=20170807051148

[krytus]

og paladins + language barriers bc i’m tired of photoshop

i imagine the og paladins had to learn each other’s languages and Nutbutton.png

alfor probably took the initiate first bc he’s a nice guy and a good diplomat. he started learning from his translator and then blaytz would not be one-upped and gyrgan and trigel sort of got sucked up in the excitement.

coran, showering: blaytz, opening the curtain: coran, would—stop screaming—would you teach me altean?

zarkon was the hardest to convince bc damn do the galra have pride.

no but really he only did it because he felt that the other four were gossiping about him behind his back.

Not Saying they get together each week to watch altean novelas but you know they did 

“why do we always watch altean things” “have you seen galra tv it’s 95% propaganda”

yes there’s a Galra TV Drinking Game bc holy shit is it all repetitive

trigel almost stops midbattle bc she can’t remember one goddamn word and it’s driving her crazy.

“hey, blaytz what’s the name of that large animal that nearly ran you over last week.” blaytz, dodging enemies, “i’m not answering that.” trigel, effortlessly causing two opponents to crash together, “come on!” “do you really think i stopped to ask for its name while it was chasing me down?” 

“gyrgan c’mon i know you and your people have some of the best curse words out there leak them”

Some Magical Shit Happens and the og paladins somehow lose the ability to speak each other’s tongues and it’s just one really long and frustrating game of charades and zarkon drives his lion straight into a cliff out of sheer frustration.

drunk paladins switching between languages and laughing and having a good time

the og paladins vs the galran language: a saga

“what does that say, alfor” alfor leans in, shrugs. “i don’t know” “but you speak galran” “yeah, doesn’t mean i know how to read it have you seen the galran alphabets”

trigel: zarkon why is there no galran word for lesbian you need to fix this immediately

“zarkon, why is it that there are ten different galran phrases for ‘glorious death in battle’—each with a slightly difference connotation, mind you—but there’s no direct translation for ‘pillow’?”

zarkon, trying to learn all the different names for all the different articles of clothing alteans wear: alfor your people are so soft alfor, struggling through the tenth volume of the galran history of war book: yeah that’s fair

they sometimes borrow phrases from each other and since they’re sort of heads of state the phrases get disseminated down and it’s like a really risky game of telephone that might cause an intergalatic war

blaytz: and then gyrgan took the robot’s head clean off with his hands, and—

zarkon: we have a phrase for that trigel, without hesitation: of course you do

coran, to allura, immediately after learning that not only are the new paladins all the same species, but they all speak the same language: holy shit this is going to be so much easier we might actually live through this

[more-lance-in-earrings]

Season 3 Episode 7, “The Legend Begins”

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[blandvoltronheadcanons]

Gyrgan and Trigel once lost Princess Allura while they were on babysitting duty. They made a blood pact that Alfor must never find out.

[papillon-pavilion]

Can’t believe Alfor and Zarkon are married