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I write and draw stuff. Any pronouns

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lots of art

For the last day please enjoy a lot of art I meant to make but didn’t have time for the day of. Includes: the peppers lance cut on day two, Eva pilot keith(yes that one’s ended up looking weird. It Was An Accident), and the complete cast for disabling vld.

this was truly a very enjoyable event and experience, even if I suck at reblogging the cool stuff I saw

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Rating: Mature Additional Tags: Mentioned Adam (Voltron), Teasing, Pidge | Katie Holt is Savage, They/Them Pronouns for Pidge | Katie Holt, Pining Shiro (Voltron), Shiro (Voltron) is a Mess, Gay Shiro (Voltron), More explicit than I usually write, curse you heated rivalry, Voltron Paladin to Paladin Psychic Bond Summary:

After a very nice night with his newly reobtained partner, boyfriend, fiance(?) Shiro heads to drills. Unfortunately, the paladins are very good at telling when something is off

Read the tags. Seriously, I hate my brain right now. Do want to write more though which just makes it worse

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Coran might be stuck. Emphasis on might. Some of the tunnels around the Castle were a lot smaller than he thought. And he wasn't quite as small as he was the last time this specific bit of the engine had broken. It was the first thing Pop-pop had taught him to fix; in hindsight because none of the engineering crew was small enough to get in there. That would have been nice to remember before he was in the engine though.

He wriggled about fruitlessly. If he could get his hand out he might be able to slide out at the cost of some skin. Maybe a lot of skin. He should have recruited Pidge for this job. They were interested, and already stupidly knowledgeable on how the Castle worked, finding some weird edge cases that even he hardly remembered; they were also very small, and would have definitely fit.

Alright, he had a plan once he got out then. Just not a plan for getting out. He'd definitely be losing some skin here but if he…

Ow. He looked up from below his legs, arms stinging. One of the mice blinked. He narrowed his eyes. "This gets out to no one."

It nodded. Wonderfully. Now where was Number Five?

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More Weird Crossover!

Like my last one but possible more niche

If you had asked Keith a year ago, he would have said nothing beat flying. Piloting a jet, or even just riding co was amazing, and there was little that matched feeling the jet respond to you.

If you had asked him a month ago, he would have said flying again. Piloting Red was magical. He had never thought the Garrison's jets were slow until he felt her controls. She was so quiznaking responsive. Sometimes it felt like she knew where they were going before he did.

If you asked him now, he might have to rescind all of those statements because riding Red, up and around the mountain tops, was something else entirely. Being able to feel the wind whip through his hair, chilling his arms and making his eyes water. Feeling as she panted through the thin leather of the racing saddle. Swaying with her. And she was still moving almost as fast as he reacted. That line between his thoughts and hers blurring as they sped around.

The air was thin up here. Sharp as daggers, and he could not bring himself to care. Not when all he could feel was Red's exertion in his lungs and they pushed faster and faster. Her stomach didn't drop like his did when they plummeted. She didn't blur when they resurfaced. But he knew she felt it. Knew she liked it. Because they were one. And he'd gotten close to this feeling when piloting her, but this was like nothing he'd ever felt.

His brain felt fuzzy. Just a little bit around the edges. It was easy to ignore. The splitting quality of adrenaline easily overpowered anything. Or at least it did until his grip slipped on the saddle.

Even the terror seemed muffled. At least his did. Red's seemed raw and read enough. Though both were drastically overshadowed by the overlapping images of him falling. He saw Red, diving down for him, and himself falling, arms outstretched. They collided in his mind. He should separate. Break that close bond they had for a minute to catch his breath but--

His butt collided with the saddle hard. He fell forward awkwardly, too clumsy hands grabbing for something to hold onto. She hummed beneath him, wings beating slowly as her head swivelled back to him. Her breath was warm, and he did not melt into it.

Legs, she said sternly. Oh yeah, right, stirrups. They descended a lot slower than they ascended, his eyes fighting him against being awake.

Someone caught him as he listed halfway off the dragon.

Eragon and voltron smushed:) yes it was Lance catching him

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Essentially, vld dress up as castlvania characters. Keith is surprisingly good at whips

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I don’t actually have anything voltron had me try so instead have flora and fauna with a material I haddly use(watercolour) I suck at them. My girlfriend is so good at them(she’s not on here but just wanted you to know)

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Additional Tags: Good Zarkon (Voltron), Child Lotor (Voltron) - Freeform, Alfor is a mess, Parenthood, Parent-Child Relationship, Zarkon was a good dad, Pre-Canon, Flirting, Established Relationship, Married Couple, Almost Kiss, Beaches, Day At The Beach, Fluff, Family Fluff, Zarkon might be horny, a little bit, just about his wife, angst by the nature of the media, Pre-War, Hijinks & Shenanigans, just a little, mentioned kova Summary:

The Galran royal family takes a trip to the beach. His son's reaction is not quite something Zarkon knows how to handle

Writing good Zarkon is weird. 

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The window was small. Facing outward into the expanse of space. It didn't lead to anywhere he recognised. Never had. But he laid on the floor anyway. It made him vulnerable, and maybe at the beginning he would have cared about that. All nerves at this new environment and context. The guards wouldn't touch him now though. Wouldn't touch 'the champion.' They were scared. Though of him or the witch, he wasn't quite sure.

No one would stab him in the back though. He could afford not to watch the door in his distractions. It was nice. The metal was cold, and the patrols were consistent. He could hear the footsteps reverberate across the ground. By now they were easy to ignore.

He tapped his metal arm against the ground, listening to it ting. It was new. It responded like his flesh arm did, but it didn't feel like his. It probably would eventually. He hoped it would. The hand flexed and collapsed in front of his eyes, and he sighed. Not much better than his old one. Galra medicine did at least mean that his stump didn't hurt though.

A few ships shot past the window. He hummed. They were heading in. That was actually a lot of ships heading in. Were they warping? Usually they didn't recall so many patrols at once.

He couldn't see the bow from his little window, but there was some weird swirling at the corners. Probably warping then. He sat up. Warping had a tendency to make his head hurt and blur his vision. He had vague memories of crying and going temporarily blind after the first time, but it had gotten better. Slowly.

His view of unfamiliar stars changed to shifting colours temporarily, then back to… No, no he knew those stars. Those were his stars. He could see ursa minor, and the asteroid belt. Oh god. No. No, no, no. They could not be coming back.

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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.

super short today

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IT IS TIME! The whole gang is here! Separated ones under the read more

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

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

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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

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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

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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

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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

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Stupid short so I didn't bother posting on ao3

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?

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Alfor and his queen arrive late to Daibazzal. Allura, does not, and is left to her own devices. Fortunately, Coran has taught her well

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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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