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For your married muses: What was really transition from partner to spouse like? Did anything fundamentally change about your relationship?

I have a few so hold onto your butts.

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Master Sergeant Rex “Sandman” Price nee Rogers

“The marriage actually came after the… rest of it… Had to. Fraternization.” He lifts the stump of an arm, too lazy today to wear his prosthesis. “We stopped shootin’ at people, for starters and I got my ass out of Humvees for good. I swear if I never see another one of those shitboxes it’ll be too soon.”

He looks around surreptitiously for the presence of either of his daughters, to ensure they’ve not heard him using foul language.

Piccolo Jr.

He thinks back to the wedding, when it had all become real to him. What had started out as a genuine gesture of solidarity and friendship became his life and his world when he’d laid eyes on the Saiyan Prince. The ceremony itself had been splendid and the reception would have been quite peaceful, had some out-of-town (off-planet) piece of power level-obsessed trash not spoiled it by making a mess of West City mid cake-cutting. The memory brings a smile to the Namekian’s face and he shakes his head.

“No,” he says after a moment. “We just live together now.”

Nathan Christopher Charles “Cable” Summers

“We aren’t married. Wade, please stop signing those divorce papers… ugh…” Pinching the bridge of his nose, the telepath makes a grab for the ream of paper Deadpool is tearfully signing, for some reason, with a splotchy fountain pen. Cable has no idea where he’s found this artifact and is, as usual, just a little impressed—an undertone of his overarching irritation.

Hanzo “Scorpion” Hasashi

“At first, there was little change,” Scorpion admits, “aside from the obvious.” He holds up a hand whereupon a band sits on his ring finger. “The transition—the most important one—occurred when we… when I… retired.”

Surrounded by grandchildren and glowing with pride, it is clear he does not regret this.

The Boy/0.005

“Dolores appeared when I needed her; she was there for me for… shit, half a century? I dunno where I’d be without her. It’s like I… wasn’t there before her and I won’t be here after her.” Is the minuscule assassin drunk and clutching a mannequin? Perhaps.

Daisuke Jigen

He doesn’t know why he agreed to the whole thing—it seems over-the-top, even for Lupin. A fake marriage, ceremony and all, complete with a contract? Well, he can say one thing for his ridiculous friend: the guy never does anything halfway.

“Nah,” he grunts, “it’s all for the payout, as usual.” Oddly enough, he doesn’t sound remotely disappointed with this arrangement. It’s just how they are.

Jessica Rabbit

She thinks about this a moment, pretty, red lips pulling into a pout she cannot help. Finely-plucked brows knit delicately and she makes a musical “hm” sound as she considers this. “What was the transition?” She considers this. “Now I get to wake up next to the man who makes me laugh.”

Jonathan “Johnny Cage” Carlton

“I’ve been married a couple times, and honestly the biggest change—if you’re not a total jackass—is that life’s not about you anymore. It can’t be… ‘specially if there’s a kid in the picture.” In his wallet are a pile of pictures of Cassie and Jacqui as children. The two had been inseparable and he can’t help thinking of the latter as his, in a way.

Loki Laufeyson

“Marriage is a bargaining chip,” he informs the faceless individual. He can respect the shapeshifting ability that has disabled his detection of their identity and right now, expending any kind of energy to actually figure out who they are feels like a cost he does not want to pay. “Nothing changes but the locale… Hmm, and my influence”

Matthew Horner

“The erh… first time, I didn’t even realize it.” He is loathe to recount the events of that fateful night of what he thought was a relatively innocent poker game which led to his marriage arrangement with Mira Han. Flushing deeply, he recounts a bit of the story of his second (and current) marriage.

“I think it really set in when Valerian—err, the Emperor—said he would take mylast name. Imagine that, the son of a merchant from Tyrador IX of all places…” He can’t help chuckling at this innocent picture he’s painted of himself, leaving out the hijacking of Hyperion and all the rebel activity that has made up the most exciting and instrumental parts of his life. “I can’t really put my finger on what changed when we finally said ‘I do’, but it felt like the ground was gone under my feet and the sky was… just so much brighter.”

Valerian Horner nee Mengsk

“When I dealt with Mira Han for Matthew’s hand, I knew that there were no lengths to which I would not go to have him. She knew it too.” His chuckle is wry. “And she took me for much, but it wasn’t nearly a fraction of what I’d have given up… for him. When we were wed, I realized, reallyunderstood that I didn’t have to be my father—that I don’t ever have to pretend to that throne. He’s helped me forge my own and I will always be grateful to him for that.”

Noctis Lucis Caelum

“I’m not—wh… I’m not married. I… not yet! I’ll marry Luna, soon… I think…” Noctis seems unsure of this, not unwilling but certainly not the elated bridgroom one might expect. His thoughts turn to the Galahdi hand-fasting ceremony, to the scant witnesses, the very few who know of the young prince’s most dangerous indiscretion, though Nyx Ulric is an indiscretion he will make over and over, if given the chance. His heart still beats fast in his chest when their eyes meet, but their liaisons are still secret, their love still hidden from the public eye.

Rayden *arranged Marriage AU because I like this one

“I’m a god now, so that’s new.” He snickers, grinning mischievously in the sorcerer’s direction. The myriad of lewd comments and stories he could tell are threatening to burst forth, but he holds them back, like a heavy thunderhead, waiting to rain its contents on the anticipatory ground below.

“I didn’t know Tsung before this, but to his credit, he mad a good effort at pretending I had a choice in the whole thing.” Rayden shrugs indifferently, as if being pitched between realms as a bargaining chip is a normal occurrence. “The little Kahn done fucked up, as you Earthrealmers say.”

Sherlock Holmes

“Not a thing,” he responds succinctly. “Watson and I have always had a companionable relationship. That has not changed one iota, nor, I think, will it. Now, if you will excuse me…” He is neither impolite nor brusque, but clipped, as if his mind is elsewhere and, as usual, it is. Tossing on a coat, the consulting detective disappears out the door of his rooms at 221B, likely on another adventure which his companion will summarily catalogue.

Solid Snake

“Otacon… he… hhnn… in a way I can’t describe, he completes what I was missing. I didn’t know what I could be until I met him.” He recalls vividly their first meeting, the fear, the friendliness… Otacon had been an utterly unique individual in his life, someone unlike any person he had ever met. How was he to know that they were the memetic legacy of their forefathers? At the time, he hadn’t. Now that he does, Philanthropy fights to be everything they were not. “He asked me if love could bloom on the battlefield and I… didn’t have a good answer for him—or… maybe I did, then, but now I’d say that is has to—for people like us, it has to. In a way, then, I think we were married before he asked me… and the only thing that changed was a ring and a promise made aloud that was always there, from the moment we left Shadow Moses.”

Takashi “Shiro” Shirogane

“I think we just.. said what we’d been feeling for a while. The ‘I do’ made it real, but…” Shiro shrugs broad shoulders. “It was always there. Keith’s my best friend—my oldest one—and he knows me, sometimes better than I know myself. I’m… I wasn’t the same without him and I’m better with ‘im.”

Raiden *restored timeline

“My shame…” He thinks a moment, deep, gentle blue eyes closing in pensive consideration. Breathing deeply, settled in a large, ornately-carved chair with a toddler asleep in his lap, Raiden speaks quietly, delicately, so as not to wake her. “I… learned to allow myself to desire and be desired… Tsung tried for years to show me, but his willingness to relinquish the relative freedom of being unattached, well… it made me realize what I was worth to him… and he to me.”

Ulfric Stormcloak

“It isn’t something we can display and… Jorleif assures me he understands, that it does not vex him… but it vexes me. We have always been friends, always been close—we stood before Mara and her priests and told them as much, but we cannot yet stand before our people and say the same, not until this war is over and we need not fight for succession.” That Ulfric has no heir is a point of contention in Skyrim and a point of leverage for the Empire. Rumors have circulated and, despite the overall indifference of the people of Tamriel, certain conventions must be observed and maintained.

Yasuo

“Nope. We went from kicking each other’s asses and fucking to kicking each other’s asses and fucking with rings.” He holds up a hand, knuckles bloodied, mischievous grin on his pretty, if swollen, lips. A gold band reflects with a lusty sparkle. His casual response belies the deep, abiding devotion Yasuo feels toward the Vastayan bastard. In a life of feeling cast out and poorly-fitted to most situations, he has finally found a place and a home.

Kang Lao *games nee Kung

“My name,” he responds simply, “and with it, the burden of that legacy.” It is not traditional for one spouse to give up their name, necessarily, in favor of the other, because of devotion to family and clan. Kung is a name he has happily shed, however, in favor of the name of a nobody of unknown origin and no family whatsoever, save a matronly thunder deity.

Kung Lao *MK2021

“We have a cell together,” he explains, “and we need not pretend we are not what we are.” He gestures, indicating that nebulous, inexplicable thing which is between himself and Kang. To explain it is to cheapen it, the grand champion feels.

Mileena

“The transition? Certainly. Tanya showed me what I am… and that I am beautiful.” Mileena’s past is fraught with violence and confusion, bafflement and rejection. All she has ever wanted is to be accepted and loved and with Tanya, the queen Kahnsort, she has that. Of course, Tanya had always been of this opinion, that Mileena is a goddess of grace and beauty, but for some reason, her verbal affirmation of it coming in the form of a marital oath had been the ultimate tipping point.

Mordecai

“Did it on a dare. Lil said we wouldn’t—we were too chicken shit.” He sneers, spitting. “Showed ‘er.” In essence, therefore, nothing has really changed and Lilith had simply grown tired of Tina’s Mordy-Mom and Brick-Poppa pretending that’s not what they were. Her next step would be to dare them to adopt her, insofar as legal adoptions can take place on a lawless planet like Pandora.

[bastardsunlight]

HC dump Shiro

Shiro’s favorite color is actually purple, so it’s fortunate he landed himself the black lion. He thinks about this quite often, but will admit it to no one, as it’s a silly thing to think about—what do colors matter when the fate of the universe is at stake. Kuron also loves purple, but is a little more open about it, in that many of the accessories in his room are mysteriously purple after “Shiro” returns from Galran captivity the second time. When Shiro returns, inhabiting the body of one of his clones, he does not change the décor, since he genuinely likes it.

Having essentially raised Keith, he sees the guy as a son or brother, initially (after returning from the Kerberos incident). Everyone on the Voltron team becomes his family, of course, but Keith is special to him. His strong feelings begin to grow, of course, and in general, develop into a deep, abiding love and respect. That these feelings may be amorous remains to be seen.

Takashi Shirogane considers himself homosexual, but would never just talk about it… he does not believe one’s orientation/gender expression is a casual topic—not that he finds it offensive, but he prefers to play things like that close to the vest. In this era, it’s not odd or unheard-of, or even remotely taboo; he’s just a fairly private person.

He loves the term “space dad”.

When Keith offers Shiro his father’s clothing to wear after the rescue from the crash site, Shiro is, at first, hesitant to take them. He does not feel worthy of stepping into a role that he refuses to acknowledge he’s been playing for years and Keith reminds him of this. Shiro is a man of pragmatism and reality, however, and in the end, he settles into the role of “space dad” and team leader with unpracticed ease.

Shiro is self-conscious of his body. He is covered in scars and the Galra robot arm doesn’t help. Staying clothed around people is priority 1.

The eyeliner used to take him a while, but now he can whip it on without a mirror. Everyone is jealous.

Shiro is 100% a gay disaster.

He is not very good at giving/receiving romantic gestures. His words are his most powerful tool and sometimes that’s all he can offer, but as far as flowers, chocolates, gifts, and such go, he is genuinely terrible at making such leaps of faith. Similarly, he never knows how to respond to them properly. Part of him genuinely believes he does not deserve that kind of affection, because

He is very much aware that his mind and heart are always thrown completely into his work, no matter what it is… From studying and eventually teaching at the Galaxy Garrison, to commanding Voltron and then being the rear-guard for the Voltron Coalition, Shiro’s greatest passion is always in whatever cause he has chosen to take up. This can be tough for S/Os, he knows, but he genuinely doesn’t know how to stop.

Adam’s death is a heavy blow to Shiro, who, while not expecting to still be affianced upon his return to earth, had at least hoped to see him, to explain and apologize and maybe mend whatever relationship might be left. He feels there are a thousand things left unsaid, a million thoughts and feelings passing between them that now cannot because of that ever-present barrier of death.

Shiro remembers much of what his clone did and said while he was trapped in the Black Lion’s consciousness. This causes him some serious disorientation whenever events are brought up which took place during that time, because he is seeing through two sets of eyes, one in the Castle of Lions and one aboard the Black Lion with Keith.

The reason “Shiro” continued to roll a Paladin in the DND episode is because it is all he knows, all he was designed to do: Be The Black Paladin. The cloning process picks up his life at a critical time, in adulthood, when he has become a battle-hardened warrior, Champion of the Galra arena. He knows that period of his time is supposed to be painful, because it is painful to the real Shiro, so he clings to the literal only thing he knows for certain: he is a paladin of Voltron.

He is very satisfied in his new role as commander of the Atlas in support of Voltron. Keith is leading Voltron, as Shiro asked him to do, and he has a bird’seye view of the battlefield, an important, strategic position for him to take up. He fits well into it and is only mildly surprised that the rest of the Garrison staff have fallen so completely in line with it. He is a natural-born leader, and though that leadership has not placed him back at the literal head of Voltron, his servant-leader attitude allows him to be content where he is. This is not about glory: it is about justice, victory, and survival.

He misses his black/white hair and wonders if the gray will take a dye. Much like his love of purple, Shiro knows this is a silly and vain pursuit, yet the thought persists.

[bastardsunlight]

☢ shiro

If your muse knew that they were going to die in 24 hours, name three things they would do in the time they had left.

//1. Tell Keith to lead Voltron

2. Tell Keith he loves him

3. Remind Keith about leading Voltron, just in case

Send a symbol for a headcanon about my muse.

[bastardsunlight]

titanium

Jet Link - he’s definitely made of some kind of ti-based superalloy

Zero - titanium was used in his construction

Jesse McCree - some parts of his cybernetic limb are titanium

Alphonse Elric - he’s a big metal dude. It’s probably not titanium, in all fairness

Takashi Shirogane - his new cool earth-made arm has GOTTA have titanium in it

Put an object/word in my inbox and I have to pick three (3) or more muses who associate with that object. Bonus points for explanation.

[bastardsunlight]

Season 8 has some mixed reviews—mostly negative, that I’ve seen, but for different reasons. Under the cut, I’ll go ahead and list the ways my portrayal of Shiro is different. The reason I mention season 8 is that a vast majority of the divergence happens in the show’s thirteen episode finisher. I’m gunna format it like a HC dump ‘cause at the end of the day, that’s all it is. OOH also important to note: the relationship stuff only applies if you’re not playing the other character. In that case, well, we can discuss it, no problem.

Shiro marries Keith, if he’s marrying anyone.

This is not because I’m a sheith shipper (you know I love it, but I also love all form of shipping and I’m not going to fight about it). It’s because I prefer my ships, queer and otherwise, to have chemistry. That’s it. That’s all there is to it. If SU can do it, Voltron can do it. I’m tired of settling.

[bastardsunlight]

Lies for Shiro, and Incomplete for Alba

Lies:

“I’m not... sure who I am. I don’t... remember a lot about my... about what happened when I was a prisoner of the Galra. I have... nightmares I can’t remember when I wake up, but I know they’re bad. I feel... like every word out of my mouth to my team is nothing but lies... They can’t know this. I have to hold it together. The Black Lion knows me, but I wonder... does she really? Does anyone?”

Incomplete:

“Luise thought she was doing me a favor, pulling me from that mosque and away from Jivatma... I wish she’dve just let them have me. I’m worthless without Soiree. I’m... incomplete. I guess I know why, now--as in the real reason, but... there’s more to it than that. Or maybe there isn’t. Maybe it IS that simple.”

Send my muse a word and they’ll tell you something about their past related to that word (Angst Edition).