An indie multi-galra OC blog. 18+ Mun and Muses. Selective RP.
++ GALRA OC BIOS --> Repard || Danika || Rex || Plyrad || Lyra || Qynu
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An indie multi-galra OC blog. 18+ Mun and Muses. Selective RP.
++ GALRA OC BIOS --> Repard || Danika || Rex || Plyrad || Lyra || Qynu
=== RULES || GET TO KNOW THE MUN ===
Happy Pride! In the closet or out, know that you are valued and loved!
Sunday sketch doodle of Repard (VLD Galra) and Nosch (Kingzvire) 💖
Commission Info | Tip Jar
Friendly reminder that if you ask about my OCs, you are actually doing me a huge favor.
You are:
Letting me know that my character/fic is important to you, which is so very important to me.
Making me think deeper about my character and therefore expanding his/her personality or backstory.
Making me think about my character which helps me to overcome writer’s block.
Encouraging me in my writing (which, let’s be honest, it’s a battle)
Letting me know that I am seen and that I’m not doing this for nothing.
So thank you, and don’t ever feel like you are wasting my time by asking me anything about anything.
This has been a PSA.
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Happy New Year! Sorry if this blog has been inactive, but have an old art of Repard. I hope to redraw him again soon in 2026 💜
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Aww! Appreciate you so much especially since this blog tends to not be active as much as I would like it to be. Thank you Cairis' mun <3
Happy Birthday, Repard 💜
Today (well technically the 16th of Oct. 2016) Repard was born! Man how time flies! Here are some of the first drawings that I did of him back while I was still taking art classes at my local university.
Fun Fact: He was actually made for a Drawing IV assignment where we had to include pumpkins, boots, and cats. It was also during the month of October aka Halloween. That was also when I had first discovered the rp community on Tumblr and found out other people were making voltron galra ocs.
I know he isn't as active here (as well as my other galra ocs), but Repard was my first VLD Galra OC, and I just wanted to share this moment while it crossed my mind today. I still love him dearly <3
Lineart of my Galra OCs - Plyrad, Repard, and Rex 💜
"Can I hold your hand? Just for a dobosh... just so I don't feel alone."
Repard smiled fondly at Cairis' ask to hold his hand. He surely wasn't going to deny the reporter of something as simple as holding hands.
"Of course you can, Cairis. I appreciate you asking though." The forest galra replied lending out his hand for her to hold.
"You know...you can always confide in me if you ever need to talk or simply hold hands. I've known you for quite awhile now, Cairis. It's not like I'm going anywhere or can simply disappear out of thin air, you know?" He looks over quizzically with a slight raised eyebrow with concern but also a hint of adoration showing through those yellow eyes of his.
"Is it because of my rank that you feel this way, or did something happen that you are okay with talking about here?"
Cairis slipped her hand into Repard's; curled and linked her fingers around that strong, sturdy hand and shivered a quiet little sigh of relief.
The awareness of the heavy, steady weight of his hand in hers, wrapped around hers, settled into her mind. The knowledge of him being there, with her and for her, shimmied along her nerves and made her feel less like she was about to explode out of her skin.
Shaking her head, Cairis looked up at Repard.
"For all I frexing care: you could be a farmer on some mudball world somewhere," she told him with a smirk. "Your rank has frex all to do with how you make me feel."
She tightened her grip a little and felt his return squeeze; felt the little prick of his claw tips tucking into her skin.
"Nothing happened," she reported, and sighed. "I just... get this way sometimes. I start feeling unanchored; like I have nothing and no one and no reason to be. I'm very aware of how weak and stupid this... this longing to matter... makes me. But you have never actually made me feel weak or stupid or worthless. So I figured you'd be safe to ask for a hand to hold."
She smiled, then; happy, content, and wanting him to see it.
"I was right."
"I'm glad to hear you say that. Sometimes I wonder if I can be a bit too untouchable or intimidating with the status of responsibilities that comes with my rank...and the bulky armor that I wear on a daily basis." Repard chuckled with a sigh of relief as well letting his hand gingerly squeeze Cairis' in return.
"I don't think you are weak or worthless, Cairis. It's nothing to be ashamed about for feeling that way. In truth...I can attest that, at times, when I'm not on the bridge of my ship or anywhere that is required of me to be of service...it can be a bit lonely sometimes too despite knowing all too well that we can communicate together in other various means of communication as well as transportation to see each other like we are doing right now." The forest galra admitted while gazing at the reporter fondly.
He did quite enjoy seeing her content and happy standing there as they both held hands together.
It was proof that they weren't alone in the vast universe they were a part of.
"Of course." The commander grinned leaning over just a little to kiss her briefly on the forehead. "How about we get some food and a drink? Unless you happen to have something else in mind?" He mused while enjoying the feeling of contact with her hand in his.
Cairis gave a soft, happy little trill at the forehead kiss. The gesture was a happy surprise. She adored tender touches, and forehead kisses were right up there among the best. Naturally, most Galra did not engage in such behavior - but, then again, Repard wasn't 'most Galra'.
"How about we walk along until we find something that smells appetizing to the both of us?"
They were on a lovely, Galra-occupied planet that allowed for many other beings to mingle and settle there. This meant there was plenty to see and do, and also taste, as a variety of cultural foods was available.
They were down by the area known as the "riverwalk" which was also one of the main tourism thoroughfares. Vendor stalls sold everything from artwork to knick-knacks to food to tools. There were flower vendors, candy vendors, and clothing of many different types. Fortunately, most of the food vendors didn't use glass as their delivery or packaging systems, so that allowed Cairis to relax on that front.
And, best of all: she was with Repard. There were worse things in life than to be on the arm of such a handsome Galra.
One of Repard's long ears flicked upon hearing Cairis' happy trill and couldn't help but be amused by the sweet noises that she made.
"Mmm, good idea. I suppose the smell of food will entice us along the way." The forest galra mused enjoying the thought of browsing through the busiest parts of the vendor stalls. That, and a good exercise to hopefully make them savor the food from the various stalls there. Goodness knows that this place was filled with all sorts of excitement that were sure to please the two down the 'riverwalk.'
Of course, the galra commander never let go of her hand but rather gave a firm squeeze as he led the way letting her caress his arm if the reporter wanted to.
"I wonder what kinds of food we'll find here? It seems like they have quite an abundance of food vendors to choose from."
On life and other matters
"Can I hold your hand? Just for a dobosh... just so I don't feel alone."
Repard smiled fondly at Cairis' ask to hold his hand. He surely wasn't going to deny the reporter of something as simple as holding hands.
"Of course you can, Cairis. I appreciate you asking though." The forest galra replied lending out his hand for her to hold.
"You know...you can always confide in me if you ever need to talk or simply hold hands. I've known you for quite awhile now, Cairis. It's not like I'm going anywhere or can simply disappear out of thin air, you know?" He looks over quizzically with a slight raised eyebrow with concern but also a hint of adoration showing through those yellow eyes of his.
"Is it because of my rank that you feel this way, or did something happen that you are okay with talking about here?"
Cairis slipped her hand into Repard's; curled and linked her fingers around that strong, sturdy hand and shivered a quiet little sigh of relief.
The awareness of the heavy, steady weight of his hand in hers, wrapped around hers, settled into her mind. The knowledge of him being there, with her and for her, shimmied along her nerves and made her feel less like she was about to explode out of her skin.
Shaking her head, Cairis looked up at Repard.
"For all I frexing care: you could be a farmer on some mudball world somewhere," she told him with a smirk. "Your rank has frex all to do with how you make me feel."
She tightened her grip a little and felt his return squeeze; felt the little prick of his claw tips tucking into her skin.
"Nothing happened," she reported, and sighed. "I just... get this way sometimes. I start feeling unanchored; like I have nothing and no one and no reason to be. I'm very aware of how weak and stupid this... this longing to matter... makes me. But you have never actually made me feel weak or stupid or worthless. So I figured you'd be safe to ask for a hand to hold."
She smiled, then; happy, content, and wanting him to see it.
"I was right."
"I'm glad to hear you say that. Sometimes I wonder if I can be a bit too untouchable or intimidating with the status of responsibilities that comes with my rank...and the bulky armor that I wear on a daily basis." Repard chuckled with a sigh of relief as well letting his hand gingerly squeeze Cairis' in return.
"I don't think you are weak or worthless, Cairis. It's nothing to be ashamed about for feeling that way. In truth...I can attest that, at times, when I'm not on the bridge of my ship or anywhere that is required of me to be of service...it can be a bit lonely sometimes too despite knowing all too well that we can communicate together in other various means of communication as well as transportation to see each other like we are doing right now." The forest galra admitted while gazing at the reporter fondly.
He did quite enjoy seeing her content and happy standing there as they both held hands together.
It was proof that they weren't alone in the vast universe they were a part of.
"Of course." The commander grinned leaning over just a little to kiss her briefly on the forehead. "How about we get some food and a drink? Unless you happen to have something else in mind?" He mused while enjoying the feeling of contact with her hand in his.
"Can I hold your hand? Just for a dobosh... just so I don't feel alone."
Repard smiled fondly at Cairis' ask to hold his hand. He surely wasn't going to deny the reporter of something as simple as holding hands.
"Of course you can, Cairis. I appreciate you asking though." The forest galra replied lending out his hand for her to hold.
"You know...you can always confide in me if you ever need to talk or simply hold hands. I've known you for quite awhile now, Cairis. It's not like I'm going anywhere or can simply disappear out of thin air, you know?" He looks over quizzically with a slight raised eyebrow with concern but also a hint of adoration showing through those yellow eyes of his.
"Is it because of my rank that you feel this way, or did something happen that you are okay with talking about here?"
WEIRDLY SPECIFIC BUT HELPFUL CHARACTER BUILDING QUESTIONS
What’s the lie your character says most often?
How loosely or strictly do they use the word ‘friend’?
How often do they show their genuine emotions to others versus just the audience knowing?
What’s a hobby they used to have that they miss?
Can they cry on command? If so, what do they think about to make it happen?
What’s their favorite [insert anything] that they’ve never recommended to anyone before?
What would you (mun) yell in the middle of a crowd to find them? What would their best friend and/or romantic partner yell?
How loose is their use of the phrase ‘I love you’?
Do they give tough love or gentle love most often? Which do they prefer to receive?
What fact do they excitedly tell everyone about at every opportunity?
If someone was impersonating them, what would friends / family ask or do to tell the difference?
What’s something that makes them laugh every single time? Be specific!
When do they fake a smile? How often?
How do they put out a candle?
What’s the most obvious difference between their behavior at home, at work, at school, with friends, and when they’re alone?
What kinds of people do they have arguments with in their head?
What do they notice first in the mirror versus what most people first notice looking at them?
Who do they love truly, 100% unconditionally (if anyone)?
What would they do if stuck in a room with the person they’ve been avoiding?
Who do they like as a person but hate their work? Vice versa, whose work do they like but don’t like the person?
What common etiquette do they disagree with? Do they still follow it?
What simple activity that most people do / can do scares your character?
What do they feel guilty for that the other person(s) doesn’t / don’t even remember?
Did they take a cookie from the cookie jar? What kind of cookie was it?
What subject / topic do they know a lot about that’s completely useless to the direct plot?
How would they respond to being fired by a good boss?
What’s the worst gift they ever received? How did they respond?
What do they tell people they want? What do they actually want?
How do they respond when someone doesn’t believe them?
When they make a mistake and feel bad, does the guilt differ when it’s personal versus when it’s professional?
When do they feel the most guilt? How do they respond to it?
If they committed one petty crime / misdemeanor, what would it be? Why?
How do they greet someone they dislike / hate?
How do they greet someone they like / love?
What is the smallest, morally questionable choice they’ve made?
Who do they keep in their life for professional gain? Is it for malicious intent?
What’s a secret they haven’t told serious romantic partners and don’t plan to tell?
What hobby are they good at in private, but bad at in front of others? Why?
Would they rather be invited to an event to feel included or be excluded from an event if they were not genuinely wanted there?
How do they respond to a loose handshake? What goes through their head?
What phrases, pronunciations, or mannerisms did they pick up from someone / somewhere else?
If invited to a TED Talk, what topic would they present on? What would the title of their presentation be?
What do they commonly misinterpret because of their own upbringing / environment / biases? How do they respond when realizing the misunderstanding?
What language would be easiest for them to learn? Why?
What’s something unimportant / frivolous that they hate passionately?
Are they a listener or a talker? If they’re a listener, what makes them talk? If they’re a talker, what makes them listen?
Who have they forgotten about that remembers them very well?
Who would they say ‘yes’ to if invited to do something they abhorred / strongly didn’t want to do?
Would they eat something they find gross to be polite?
What belief / moral / personality trait do they stand by that you (mun) personally don’t agree with?
What’s a phrase they say a lot?
Do they act on their immediate emotions, or do they wait for the facts before acting?
Who would / do they believe without question?
What’s their instinct in a fight / flight / freeze / fawn situation?
What’s something they’re expected to enjoy based on their hobbies / profession that they actually dislike / hate?
If they’re scared, who do they want comfort from? Does this answer change depending on the type of fear?
What’s a simple daily activity / motion that they mess up often?
How many hobbies have they attempted to have over their lifetime? Is there a common theme?
Soft Sentence Starters
"Do you even know how much I miss you?"
"I didn't know who else to talk to, so I came to you…"
"Can I tell you something without you laughing?"
"I saved this for you. I thought you might need it."
"You always make things feel a little less heavy."
"I know it's silly, but… it means a lot to me."
"When I think about home, I think about you."
"I really appreciate you so much."
"If I could freeze one moment forever, it might be this one."
"When you smiled at me today, everything felt lighter."
"You make me want things I didn't think I deserved."
"Promise me you'll tell me if you're hurting - even just a little."
"I always notice when you're not around."
"You don't even realize how much you matter to me."
"I didn't realize I was waiting for you until you showed up."
"Can I hold your hand? Just for a minute. Just to feel like I'm not alone."
"I hope one day you will see yourself the way I see you."
"When you come home, I will be waiting for you."
"Your smile is so beautiful. Sorry, it keeps distracting me."
"I don't say this enough, but I'm really grateful for you."