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machidielontheway

Shiro Week Day 5 : Support/Fall

Boys’ night out ! Ryou had a little too much to drink, good thing his brother’s here.

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Litlle Support/Fall bonus after Ryou tripped up, headlocked Shiro, and brought the both of them down :

#fanart #kuron #w3d5

katwarrior

Shiro Week Day 7: AU Day/Recycle Day

Well I drew Shiro with an Altean Black Lion the last two years, so here’s to another attempt for the sake of progress.

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After seeing Black Panther this year I had to change her design to base her on General Okoye, as played by the gorgeous Danai Gurira.

Filter for her cape is here, background is from the Astral Plane in the show

#w3d7 #fanart #Black Lion

crookedaceofdiamonds

Shiro Week Day 7 - Recycled Prompt

I chose to do Sky/Stars from the first Shiro Week!

So this one’s about Keith taking Shiro out on his hoverbike for a date under the stars. ^^

Also for my hoverbike prompt on my Sheith Card and my Free space on my Fluff Card.

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#w3d7 #fanart

hannihermy

The decisive head

(Day 5)

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#w3d5 #fanart

ursae-minoris-world

Crossroads

I wrote this for @blackpaladinweek for the prompt Chosen/Crowned (day 1). It… got much longer than I expected it to. So, sorry for being a bit late.

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Summary : During his life, Shiro often found himself chosen, in all kind of situations. Sometimes he fought to be the one chosen, sometimes he got chosen against his will for terrible things, sometimes he got chosen without expecting it for great things, too. This is an exploration of those moments.

(4420 words, chapters : 5/5)

Read it here on AO3 !

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The Galaxy Garrison’s golden boy

When he was young, Shiro had always been eager to be chosen. He wanted to live his life fully, he had lots of dreams to achieve and for that he needed to work hard. To be chosen to enter the Galaxy Garrison, for instance, was a goal for which he had given everything he had. When he received his acceptance letter, he had never felt so excited in his entire life.

In the Garrison, he still needed to be chosen. He wanted to go to space, always had, always heard that call from the stars. And to be on those missions, he had to prove himself, to be the best. Not that Shiro minded. He had always been one to push his own limits. He had been before his diagnosis, had been even more when he knew about his condition. He refused to give up. And now, the clock was ticking, the time frame in which he would be physically up to missions in space was short and he had to make the most out of it.

Keep reading

#w3d1 #fanfic

perrytheplatypusgirl

Shiro Week Day 7–AU!

Happy Belated Halloween I guess? :’D

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#AU #w3d7 #fanart

shoutydraws

Nov. 24 - AU Day: If he had lived

“I love you.”

“I love you too.”

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#Uliro #w3d7 #fanart

crookedaceofdiamonds

Shiro Week Day 6 - Lost/Found

Soulmate AU

Also for my Lost/Found prompt on my Sheith Card. (Convenient lol)

@voltronbingo

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#w3d6 #fanart

shoutydraws

Nov. 23 - Lost/FOUND

When Lance and Hunk walk in on dad naps

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#w3d6 #fanart #uliro

fiollaigean

@blackpaladinweek adashi drabble for day 6, lost/found. Thank you guys for hosting this btw. ALSO i wanted to put it under a cut but tumblr was fucking with the link so I didn’t do that, so yeah, long post ahead I guess.

Maybe he’ll be here.

Stop that. Stupid brain.

Does he know I’m coming back?

Get it together, Shirogane.

Maybe he waited for you after all.

Goddammit. Shiro sighed in frustration. He couldn’t let himself think like that, but his brain was too stupidly optimistic.

What if he doesn’t want to see you at all?

That wasn’t any better. The thought left something cold in the pit of Shiro’s stomach and he didn’t like how it felt at all. What was even wrong with him? They had more pressing problems than Shiro’s love life and he had better things to do than fret over a boy like a second-grader with a crush.

Maybe he didn’t even survive. Maybe he’s dea-

No. Nope. Absolutely not. He could not let himself go there. He wouldn’t.

He was so lost in thought that he didn’t notice when the others did that the garrison was in view. As the facility got closer and closer he felt his heart rate increase, picking up speed as butterflies danced in his stomach. He doesn’t want to face this. He can’t

But the universe has never given Shiro a choice and now is no different because suddenly they’re home. He sees the Holts, and Katie is embracing her mother for the first time in years. Lance is crying tears of relief as he’s mobbed by a small army of siblings and parents and children who love him. Keith has gotten himself wrapped up in a slightly awkward conversation with Iverson that at second glance doesn’t look as bad as it might have been.

He didn’t miss Hunk standing by himself, eyes desperately scanning the crowd. No one rushed to embrace him. No one was there to stroke his hair and hold him close and tell him how much he was missed. It made Shiro’s heart pang and he was about to go comfort him when he caught sight of something that nearly sent him into cardiac arrest.

Holy shit.

It’s Adam.

And he’s looking right at Shiro.

Holy shit.

There were no words Shiro knew - English, Japanese, or Galran - that could fully convey the feelings of dread and hope and anxiety and relief he was feeling right now.

He wants to run to him, but he holds himself back.

Adam takes a single step forward, lips soundlessly forming one word: Takashi.

And suddenly Shiro is sprinting across the ground.

He and Adam crash into each other, unsteady, and Shiro can’t do much with his one remaining arm but squeeze as hard as he can because he’s never letting this man go.

“I’m here “

“You’re alive.”

Shiro can only nod.

“Takashi,” Adam whispers, voice breaking as fresh tears begin to fall. “I never should have left you, I’m s-”

“No, I made my choice, you did what was best for you, I can’t blame you for that.”

“That doesn’t matter! I was so stupid, Takashi, you’re so important to me and I-”

Adam doesn’t get the chance to finish because Shiro’s lips meet his, kissing him soft and tender, gently moving his mouth against Adam’s and for a single moment, everything’s right in the world. It’s just the two of them in the afternoon light. They have each other and that’s all they need.

And Adam’s kissing back with force, hungrily exploring Shiro’s mouth again after years of separation. Someone whistles and Pidge shouts at them to get a room but Shiro doesn’t care. There will be time for that later.

He has no idea what’s coming next, or what they will have to face today. But it will be a little bit more bearable now, with Adam by his side.

#w3d6 #fanfic #Adashi

crookedaceofdiamonds

Shiro Week Day 5 - Support/Fall

Canon divergent pre-Kerberos setting where Shiro and Keith are together. Keith is an angry ball of defensiveness, and Shiro just wants to help and heal him.

Also for my H/C prompt on my Sheith Card.

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#Sheith #w3d5 #fanart

bosstoaster-writing

Here It Goes Again

Summary:

Shiro wakes up in a hospital. This should be normal by now, except that he doesn’t remember the times before. Because he’s ten years old again.

It turns out, in the future he’s a cool Captain with a floating metal arm and a spaceship that talks to him.

Shiro can work with this.

Written for @blackpaladinweek

Excerpt

Frowning, Shiro held out the weird right arm in front of him. It bobbed a bit in the air, but it didn’t weigh anything, at least not to Shiro. He wiggled all the fingers, then turned it over so the palm was face up.

It was his arm. He controlled it just like he would the right arm he’d gone to sleep with. It was just robotic and it flew.

That was weird. It was terrifying. His arm was gone and replaced with this future thing.

But Shiro couldn’t manage any kind of alarm. This was his arm. He knew it like he knew his name was Takashi Shirogane, that he was ten years old, and that he wanted to fly when he grew up. Those were things that had been true for as long as he could remember, even though this arm hadn’t been here yesterday.

So instead he grinned and waved the robot arm. "Cool.“

bosstoaster

Chapter Two is up for day three: Voltron/Atlas

bosstoaster

Chapter Three is up for day four: Astral Plane

bosstoaster

Chapter Four for day five: Lost/Support

And that’s the ball game!

#w3d5 #fanfic

shoutydraws

Nov. 22 - SUPPORT/Fall

Letters from the green paladin

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#w3d5 #fanart

lidoshka

It’s not just therapy wolf looking out for Shiro.

They are looking out for each other.

image for the @blackpaladinweek for the fifth day: Support :)

More therapy wolf here moments here

#w3d5 #fanart #Kosmo

bosstoaster-writing

Here It Goes Again

Summary:

Shiro wakes up in a hospital. This should be normal by now, except that he doesn’t remember the times before. Because he’s ten years old again.

It turns out, in the future he’s a cool Captain with a floating metal arm and a spaceship that talks to him.

Shiro can work with this.

Written for @blackpaladinweek

Excerpt

Frowning, Shiro held out the weird right arm in front of him. It bobbed a bit in the air, but it didn’t weigh anything, at least not to Shiro. He wiggled all the fingers, then turned it over so the palm was face up.

It was his arm. He controlled it just like he would the right arm he’d gone to sleep with. It was just robotic and it flew.

That was weird. It was terrifying. His arm was gone and replaced with this future thing.

But Shiro couldn’t manage any kind of alarm. This was his arm. He knew it like he knew his name was Takashi Shirogane, that he was ten years old, and that he wanted to fly when he grew up. Those were things that had been true for as long as he could remember, even though this arm hadn’t been here yesterday.

So instead he grinned and waved the robot arm. "Cool.“

bosstoaster

Chapter Two is up for day three: Voltron/Atlas

bosstoaster

Chapter Three is up for day four: Astral Plane

#w3d4 #fanfic