Keith buried his head into Hunk's shoulder. He wasn't used to this. This, vulnerability. Even if it was ill obtained. He'd missed it from Shiro. Missed it from Adam all those years ago. Hunk was a pretty good stand in though. He was warm, and he hadn't seemed judgey. Just concerned. That was new too. Keith wasn't quite sure if he like it.
He swallowed a pulled back a bit. "You have to promise not to tell."
"Everyone can look in my headhole, that's not how it works."
His eyes pricked. "I won't do it again, just don't tell. Please."
Hunk patted his back. "I won't but I can't promise they won't find out."
That was good enough. That had to be good enough. He couldn't go asking for more.
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In what might be complete madness or just giving up all together, Shiro acquisitions to the team's request to attend a Pride celebration during their short stay on Earth. They're all almost adults, it should be fine. Besides, he's got places to visit downtown
Prompt today was fix it. I uh alt prompted to alternate universe and disabled all my characters instead. The art was pretty last minute which is why it’s not all coloured. Day 30 is just going to be all the art I meant to do at once(hopefully) but I enjoyed it anyway
Minor outfit changes for ease(and so I could draw Coran's burns). Oh, and while I'm disabled I don't use any mobility aids beyond braces so I if I got anything wrong with them please tell me. I used references but I'm also not great at art
@vldtenyearanniversaryfest
Description/details below cut:
Coran- half deaf and missing left eye from an explosion while working on the ship in Alfor’s time. Also only has partial use of his left arm due to the scarring. Alfor offered him a really realistic fake eye but Coran preferred crazy looking ones(gold glitter, bright red, pink, glowy blue and white, or occasionally an eyepatch)
Allura- partial paraplegic from Castle downfall. Very limited use of body below waist, and occasional lack of hand dexterity. Uses an electric wheelchair that Pidge and Keith designed. Knows sign because when Coran first had his accident they weren’t sure if he’d get any hearing back and they learned it together
Shiro- amputee obviously. Also occasional absence seizures and tinnitus
Keith- multiple sclerosis or whatever that wheelie girl has. Usually uses a manual wheelchair and afos but also owns a bunch of other aids thanks to Shiro. Loved zero g training. Was born with it
Pidge- brain fog, and a bad leg due to a fall from a tree in childhood. Used a cane as Katie, nothing at the Garrison(they limped everywhere and crashed so many times), once they get to space they engineer themselves a pretty badass brace
Lance- blind. Sunglasses are for style, not disability. It’s degenerative. Technically it’d progressed enough that he really shouldn’t have been flying but it was fine when he started and he still could see, just not very well and it was only on the simulator and he just needed to get his certification because it was too late to switch paths. He has a lot of the simulator sets memorised, both from drilling after hours and getting 3d copie s to feel out. He also avoids the Garrison medbay like the plague. All the checks have been done outside and he scrubbed his vision test results. Hunk knows, your roommate can only run into the walls and trip over things so many times before you question stuff, and helped out. Pidge doesn’t
His family doesn't know how bad it's gotten either. At least not til he steps out of the car in season seven and doesn't notice them until they say something to identify themselves
Hunk- electric shock from a car crash and downed telephone pole. Epilepsy(absence seizures for the most part), gradual hearing loss, hand mobility, numb extremities/tingling, burn scars on his hands, brain fog, arrhythmia. Had cataracts removed and they didn’t come back but keeps glasses on him Grace style
Lotor and Romelle- hEDS babies. Hypermobile. Romelle also has an ostomy bag+gastrointestinal issues, and Lotor has major mcas flares
As the war with the Galra ramps up, Allura tries to ignore the growing rift between her and her father's beliefs. Unfortunately, issues hardly ever resolve by ignoring them, and it comes to a head.
My original plan for this prompt was child Allura and self contained. Now I want to make this a chaptered work with this as part of the first or second chapter. No planning for the win! Also, uh Allura might be ooc but this is also before the Fall of the Castle of Lions so I think it’s okay. Liked this more than I thought
The water reflects blurrily, its ripples obscuring any form that could take shape. Nothing can ever stay, nothing can ever be accurate. But they still throw pebbles into it. Watch the rings flow farther and farther into a sunset they don't recognise.
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Nothing is wrong but nothing's right either. It never has been.
I project my own gender issues on Pidge. It's wonderful. Seriously though, if any of you read this and have a name for that feeling tell me cause I have no clue
Lotor fidgeted because Zarkon had never cared about his position as a prince. Also he felt extremely out of place. He had not been in the Castle of Lions in living memory. It looked just like all the photos he had of it. Banquets, receptions, diplomatic missions, drinking fests, weddings, festivals. Full and bright and full of hijinks. It was exactly like those photos, just emptier.
Imaging crowds in these halls wasn't hard. They were too big to only hold one body. He could almost hear the echoing of voices off the walls. It must have been so echoey, all sheer hard walls. Crowds, bustling back and forth. The environment controls working overtime to counter body heat.
He could almost feel it. The heat. The constant ebb and flow. He'd attended banquets before. A child shoved in tight ceremonial robes and loud halls. He could hear the mindless chatter echoing over tall ceilings. Who married who, recent trade routes, the rebellion. Things that didn't matter and yet made up the entirety of these people's lives.
How many conversations had this Castle been privy too? How many secrets had it held, pauses kept. Was it still waiting?
He placed a hand on the pillars. How long would it have to wait?
I had a few ideas, but the scene around Pidge's experience in school, essentially saying they were 'gifted' has resonated with me, especially on more recent rewatches.
I was a 'gifted' kid and what I liked was the representation of that detachment you get, especially if you skip grades, but even without that. Everyone talks about the burnout and the responsibilities, but not that you miss out of normal school experiences. If you skip grades/classes, value not being bored over socialising, you are not a part of any group anymore. You'll never quite be the grade you skipped to, nor the one you were in beforehand because you lack the experiences. You're exempt from the social hierarchy, both positively and negatively, and it's isolating. I was lucky to have friends that stuck around. Pidge wasn't
Even if you don't skip, a lot of the emotional pieces you never get. The reaction to a good grade is always 'well there's another one.' I don't know how to stress, how to study, how to be excited I passed because I always did. And being so impassive at things that everyone else is brimming over doesn't help close the social gap.
Not to mention, most people won't see beyond 'the smart one.' I saw it as an insult within a few years. I want to be known for other things. My art, my eyeliner, my hair, my manner of speech, my queerness, not that my brain processes information differently
So uhh, more gifted kid rep is great, especially ones who are obviously hurt by it. There's no great system for education, and I don't know a better one, but we kind of need it
It's the Pidge flashback episode. S1 episode 5(I think. Don't really have much time to check)
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Additional Tags: POV Outsider, Good Lotor (Voltron), Lotor is zarkon's son and looks like a space twink, Customer Service & Tech Support, Coffee Shops, Alien coffee, and really it's like smoothies or boba tea cause Kip, Banter
Summary:
Amalie wants few things in life. One of those is a peaceful quiznacking shift
Including my tags since I find them funny. This was really fun to write though. And I want to write more about it, and actually draw Amalie and Tam
Keith had almost forgotten there were things he'd needed to do. It was easy to lose track of time in space. He'd always found it easy to lose himself to the stars. Especially now, with the Lion's day and night cycle turned off to conserve power, and his body aching just enough that he'd left it behind.
Black should be yelling at him. Red would be if she could. But none of them really had to energy anymore. He stared out beyond his knees at the stars. They hadn't changed in all the time he'd been watching them. If it weren't for the subtle glow of the monitors, he wouldn't think they were moving at all. Just, lost in space.
He didn't want to move. Everything was heavy and far away when he did. Tight and pulling and his skin didn't fit as well as it had a year ago. He shifted nonetheless and winced. Maybe they'd run out of food and die out here. He should go first, that was what good leaders did, and he had the least waiting for him back on Earth. Black rumbled disapprovingly in his ear, but it wasn't like she could anything. No one could ever do anything. He'd always been alone, and he'd been fine. He'd always been fine because he needed to be fine. Because what other option was there?
And he was fine. He was breathing. Even if he didn't know the last time he had moved. The stars welcomed him. They drew him in. He missed them.
Kosmo nuzzled his hand, whining softly. Keith felt his lips quirk up gently. He ruffled the wolf's fur. He whined again, pulling softly at Keith's sleeves. "Where do you need to go pup?" Keith asked, voice cracked and weak. When was he last time he spoke?
Kosmo whined louder and tugged. Keith stumbled from the chair. His legs screamed. They'd been asleep. Even before that they'd been upset. He didn't know why they'd been upset because they always were anymore.
Kosmo teleported before he could fall.
Not a full link because it didn't feel long or complete enough to justify that. I'm tired. It'll get more complete later
Day 12: Kosmo/Partner/Battle scars @vldtenyearanniversaryfest
Not much to say other than I liked doing the lighting for this one and Kosmo is sooo cute I love space dogs
Another thing I wanted to mention was that I've been so wrapped up in doing these prompts I haven't been checking in on what others have been doing. I also haven't been reblogging at all. I'm so used to being online quietly I haven't formed the habit of reblogging stuff I like (I might be shy? I tend to overthink every potential interaction I have which usually ends with me doing nothing at all oops!) so I'll be sure to interact with the community more! :D
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
It should be fine. He got Shiro back, that's, that's great, so why isn't he excited? But there are strangers in his house. And Shiro won't wake up. And his hands won't stop shaking. So he calls the first person he can think of.
Yeah this was super last minute. I’ll edit later. Last minute art is easier so I might do more of that. Tomorrow’s will be even more last minute too, since it’s getting to stuff I didn’t have time to prewrite
Murderbot and Voltron crossover. My two favourite agender, aroace nerds(and ART, don't know its gender as firmly as Murderbots). They're bonding over tech stuff
I misplaced my sketchbook so this is pretty janky. I think this is my favourite Pidge I've ever drawn though. Still working out the kinks on Murderbot. I know I want it dark skinned, maybe black, maybe hispanic looking, but I don't know how I want to execute that yet. Beyond curly hair. Adding scars helped. I have a Three designs but its not included, sorry Three, love you
quarterly reminder that if i reblog something ai-generated it is 110% and always an accident and for the love of god please tell me so i can delete it from my blog
