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I was wondering if you write for any of the BOM members.
If so can I get angst to fluff, Kolivan and Ulaz (separately) with a medic s/o who is a member of team voltron and they get poisoned?
If not, then Shiro, keith, and lance with the same scenario.
I do believe at this point only God knows when this ask was sent in, I'm like really bad at answering reqs in a timely manner but I think everyones aware of this at this point.
I absolutely LOVED this plot idea and may or may not be writing additional parts for the Paladins as well lol
as always, I hope you enjoy! please feel free to comment/reblog with your thoughts🫶
c/w: poison; medical facility; mentions of fighting; badly written 'fight' scene; Kolivan gets wounded in his and reader is the one wounded in Ulaz's; reader is a medic so if you don't like depictions of medical practices, even briefly, this probably isn't your fic love; Ulaz’s got out of hand and is more of a small one shot than a scenario. my bad.
dividers by @cafekitsune
For as long as you could remember, you had always wanted to be a doctor. Your dream was to help people. You'd joined the Garrison Space Program in hopes of getting the opportunity to further your knowledge in multiple areas of medicine, quickly working your way into position of field medic.
Getting the chance to actually go to space had never been in your plans, you liked having your feet on the ground, where you could be more useful. But signing up for the Garrison didn't leave you with much choice in such matters.
The mission was supposed to be straight forward and to the point, you were hardly even needed. The people in charge wanted you there for the soul purpose of logging the members vitals. Collect scientific data so that the Garrison can use it for their next generation of space suits.
You had only wished it'd been that simple.
It was difficult to tell time in space. Your easiest guesses had been the rotation of meals and when you and the other prisoners were let out to fight in the gladiator pits. You loathed the days you were meant to fight and mostly kept to yourself in order to attend to wounded prisoners best you could.
When Shiro had told you he was busting out, you hadn't even hesitated in packing up any medical scraps you had left and leaving them with your apprentice of sorts. Promising to return to free the rest of the prisoners. Neither of you wanted to leave them there, but getting both of you out would be hard enough.
Getting back to Earth proved far easier than you'd anticipated with the Galran technology. You'd tried to attend to Shiro's arm best you could while he piloted the two of you home.
Home. You honestly thought you'd never see it again.
The landing was, rough. But you'd survived, and then you'd been treated as if you were a threat. Saved by a bunch of cadets before you could be transported back to the Garrison, where you probably wouldn't have seen the light of day for a good while.
Thinking back on those early days, how you'd come to be with the Paladins of Voltron in the Castle of Lions, was almost nostalgic despite not having been so long ago.
Kolivan
Organizing some of your equipment, you tried to busy yourself to not think of the mission they were on. Trying not to get too concerned for the team you'd come to think of as your family. Trying not to think of the one you'd come to love.
Before you could spiral into worst case scenarios, the door to your clinic burst open, Keith holding it open while Antok carried an unconcious Kolivan through the threshold, gently placing him on your table.
You were in full doctor mode before he was down, already gathering up various tools to check his vitals.
"What's the situation?" You asked to no one in particular.
"I think he's been poisoned. He was grazed and just collapsed not long after."
“Are you hurt?” A quick scan told you Keith was relatively unharmed.
“No, it’s just Kolivan.”
Cursing under your breath, you started searching for the wound, making quick work of cleaning it and patching it up after pulling a blood sample from it.
"Get this to Pidge, tell her to run it with every type of poison we have, I need to know what was on that blade." Keith was out of the room before you couldn't even finish.
You prepped every antidote you had or could make, waiting to hear back from Pidge.
Satisfied with your preparation, you turned all your focus and energy to Antok, checking him over for injuries and checking his vitals until he huffed out an “I’m fine.” taking up position by the door and watching you as you began to pace, no more concerns left to keep your mind busy from your bedridden lover.
"Y/n."
Kolivan's voice was hoarse, but very much real. You felt tears spring to your eyes as you turned to look at him.
"I'm okay." He tried to sit up, stopping only due to your hand on his shoulder, pushing him back down on to the bed.
"Okay or not you're going to stay put until I say otherwise."
It wasn't much longer before Keith returned with the type of poison, and you had the antidote administered.
You watched as even Antok seemed to relax, he and Keith both leaving the infirmary to give you some space.
Kolivan watched in silence as you cleaned up your area, carefully stashing away every antidote for every poison you've ever come across or even just read about.
"I'm okay, my love." He says again.
"I know, but you're only okay because I know what I'm doing. You could have died today." You tried to keep the tears threatening to break at bay.
"But I didn't because you know what you're doing. I have nothing to fear if I have you."
You scoffed a laugh, glaring at him over your shoulder.
He just shrugged, holding open his arms for you. Crawling up onto the bed, you snuggled into his chest.
"The mission always comes first." He whispered, a reminder of the life you'd signed up for and willingly walked into the day you'd fallen for him.
"And I'm not saying it shouldn't, just that you don't have to be so reckless with your health."
"I am not reckless."
The pointed glare you shot him made him chuckle, holding you tighter.
"I'll always come back to you safe, my love."
"Safe enough at least." You grumbled, curling tighter around him, causing him to flinch slightly from pressure on his wound, and hold you tighter against him to keep you from pulling away because of it.
Ulaz
You didn’t often find yourself actually in the thick of battle unless the Castle was, but even then there was a level of safety.
Finding yourself actually on a Galra cruiser was not common for you. At least not since you escaped your prison. But you’d sworn you’d be back for the ones you left behind, and after plenty of arguing back and forth, you found yourself tagging along with the paladins to do just that.
Moving about the ship to find your way to the cells felt like second nature, you and Shiro leading the way. The operation was going smoothly up until you passed the hall you wished you could forget.
Ulaz had lived on that hall. Forth door on the left, knock twice, wait, knock twice again. It was ingrained in you, just as the safest path to it was.
You'd tried not to think of Ulaz or your time together on the ship, it was easier not to than to ponder what might've become of him. Had he been made? Would the other Blade's have gotten him out if he had? Was he even still alive?
Time wasn't a commodity you had as you found yourself in the cells, already wrapping up any wounds that needed immediate care and taking note of what could be done once back on the ship.
You'd been far too focused on assisting the wounded, you'd forgotten the dangers of mission and the fact that could easily turn into a battle.
The prisoner you were helping screamed just a moment too late and you felt searing pain as a blade made contact with your arm. You hardly had time to look at your attacker before all you saw was the back of a Galra soldier.
Breathing a weary sigh of relief, you finished your work and urged the prisoner to follow the others, before taking a quick assessment of your wound and the room around you, smiling when Ulaz dropped to his knees beside you.
"What can I do to help?" He asked earnestly, checking your wound himself.
"I think there was poison on the blade, so if I fall unconscious, get Pidge, the Green Paladin, to run a test to figure out what type, I should have the antidote-"
"Get away from them!" Ulaz grunted as he blocked Keith's attack.
"No, stop. He's not hurting me."
The Paladin's all looked at you like you were insane. "He's Galra, Y/n." Hunk stated incredulously. "You're literally bleeding."
"And he dispatched the one that made me bleed. Look I'll explain on the ship, but lets get these prisoners to safety."
Lance moved to pick you up, but Ulaz tightening his grip and standing effortlessly with you stopped him.
"Lead the way, Paladin." He said gruffly.
Somewhere between the holding cells and the lions, you lost consciousness entirely. Comforted by Ulaz’s presence and the knowledge you’d be safe as long as he had you.
“We’re just going to let him stay here? What if he’s leading them right to us?”
“He hasn’t left Y/n’s side for longer than it takes to go to the bathroom, does that really seem like someone who’d compromise them?”
“He’s Galra Keith.”
“And when have the Galra ever not been completely forthcoming with exactly how they feel about us? Face it Lance, even the Galra have emotions and aren’t all bad.”
“But he was on a Galra fleet cruiser, that’s not exactly a green flag.”
“Y/n trusts him, so we at least need to hear them out.”
“Do they always talk this much?” Ulaz whispered.
You chuckled, followed by a coughing fit. Cracking open your eyes and squinting against the bright lights of your infirmary.
“This is mild for them.” Your voice was hoarse from lack of use. “You get used to it though.”
“Y/n!” Lance screeched, rushing to your side, shoving Ulaz away from you to check you over. “Keith, go get the others! Y/n how are you feeling? Do you need anything? What can I do to-”
You reached your hand up, covering his mouth. “Dim the lights, they’re gonna give me a headache. And don’t shove the love of my life away from me again or I swear I’ll leave all your healing to those ten thousand year old pods. Understood?”
His eyes widened in shock, looking between you, to Ulaz, and back again.
“Love of your life?” The muffled question felt just as incredulous as it was probably supposed to sound. Pinning him with what he dubbed the ‘Mom Eyes’ he quickly moved to dim the lights.
Ulaz returned to his spot beside you, gently pulling your hand up to his lips and kissing the back of it gently.
The other Paladins joined you, each taking turns to fill in the blanks of while you were out. Pidge informed you of the type of poison on the blade and how shocked she was that you actually had the antidote. Hunk mentioned the few survivors that have refused any type of healing, holding out for you to check them over. Finally, it was Allura that demanded to know why in the universe you thought bringing a Galra on board was a good idea. You just shrugged and shared a look with Ulaz.
“Because we’re married.”
The room filled with various amounts of confused faces, indignant squawks –yes, squawks– and a barrage of questions sounding over top others. Your voice couldn’t be heard even if you tried to answer any of them.
Ulaz brought the room to silence with a laugh, an honest to goodness full belly laugh unlike one you’d ever imagined getting from him. He looked at you fondly, kissing the back of your hand once more before turning to your team.
He filled them in on how you’d met while you were imprisoned, how you’d come to fall in love, the ceremony of a wedding the two of you had completely alone in his quarters, and finally of how he was instrumental in yours and Shiro’s escape. He told them that neither of you had ever expected to meet again after that. War wasn’t kind on anyone, but especially not on lovers.
When he’d been notified that there was an escape attempt happening at the cells you had been held in, he left his post to go check it out.
“Knowing Y/n, I almost expected their return for the captives. I needed to know they were safe if it was them. I truly mean all of you no harm. I just wanted to make sure my Y/n was safe.”
“What made you break away from the Galra in the first place? It’s cool you’re in love with our Doc, but you’re still Galra, no offence.”
“I was never truly affiliated with the Galra Empire. Much like you, I seek to bring it down. I was working on the inside as a spy when I met Y/n. I am just glad they are mostly safe now. Thank you Paladins, for caring for them while I couldn’t.”
Hey if your still doing matchups could you possibly do on for me?
I am 5’7/5’8
I like to draw, cook/bake when I can, listen to music, write, the colors blue and yellow, i also like hiking around forests cause forests are cool as hell
My favorite trees are the redwoods you find in Cali and my favorite flowers are forget me nots and sunflowers
I’ve heard from people I’m pretty stubborn at times but that I’m also really smart (though I don’t really believe that cause I’m pretty sure I’m as dumb as a box o rocks)
Again no pressure to do it but I would appreciate it a lot
okay soooooo, this might be a hot take but since it’s my opinion you seek, I think I’d match you with
Keith!
while I am a sucker for a height difference, I’m also around 5’7/5’8 and guys that are just around my height or slightly shorter even are just, dreamy sigh😌 he just seems like the perfect height for cuddles and hugs and easy kisses🤭
so while Keith himself isn’t much of an artist nor does he cook or bake much, I have a headcanon that he’s supportive and smitten when his S/O is into that kind of stuff and he will most definitely be the BEST hiking buddy and would probably find your love of nature so endearing.
the two of you would definitely butt heads, both of you too stubborn not to at times, but I also think that would make you an unbeatable duo when you’re on the same side of something.
all in all I think you would keep each other on your toes while simultaneously keeping one another content and that is so great
(also the jokes Lance would make about how you actually love him and Hunk more obviously bc they’re the paladins of your favorite colors just to see Keith grump)
Hii! I found your blog today and I absolutely love your stuff! I got into voltron again recently, so finding such good writings on that show in 2023 honestly made me so happy haha <3
Anyways, may I request Shiro, Keith and Hunk headcanons with s/o that loves to draw and asks to draw them because they're just so beautiful!! (bonus if the art makes them realize that their s/o notices so many beautiful little details about them!) (,,óvò,,) ノ💕
ahhhh this is such a cutie idea!!!
and haha yes! we are nowhere near as active as we once were around here but I do try to post something every once in a while, it's hard to find creators that are still active in the fandom. I actually met an artist at a con last year (2023) that was selling stickers that literally said "Still a fan of Voltron in 2023" (I, Of Course, got myself a Hunk Garrett one)
Takashi Shirogane
is shocked honestly
like stunned stupid
"You want to draw me?"
I mean, he's your s/o so of course he's seen your art
he just never anticipated being the subject of it
you just grin and nod and he doesn't really know how he could say no so he agrees
Shiro will let you position him however you'd like, take as many photos as you want for references, and just smile through it
he always wants sneak peaks but you refuse to let him see it before you're finished
he starts getting antsy because really, how long should it take?
was it that hard to draw him nicely?
when you finally reveal it to him, you kind of just hold it in front of your face so he can't see you
and when I say he gasps, I mean this man deadass gasps
You had spent far longer than you usually would to finish the drawing, but how couldn't you? It was of Shiro. Your Shiro. You had to include every little detail of what made him so stunning and you had to make certain it was right.
When you presented the drawing to him, you were beyond nervous. What if he hates it? What if he thinks it's ugly? You've always liked your art, you know he does too, but the fear is still a heavy one.
You hide behind the page, so you can avoid seeing his reaction, but when you hear a small gasp and then feel his hands gently shifting the page from your hold, you assume it's safe to look at him.
Shiro has tears in his eyes as he looks at it. His eyes aren't as dull as he always assume them to be, they hold an almost light and soft twinkle even. His scar isn't ugly and jarring, it realistic but still somehow... pretty. He looks pretty, he realizes, with a start.
"You made me pretty." He couldn't stop himself from saying.
You recoil, almost as if offended. "I didn't make you anything, you're pretty just as you are. I just copied the original. It's a far cry from the real thing if you ask me though."
Shiro could feel his ears heating up as you shot him a wink, a flirty smile playing at your lips.
"It's hard to perfect perfection."
Keith Kogane
he's used to it honestly
you're constantly asking to draw him, and he's certain you have drawn him just as many times as you've asked to
he'll never tell you no but he doesn't really outright say yes either
he knows you'd do it anyway
he has always been curious about how you see him though
he knows you're talented, but you've never shown him any drawings of him
so when he finds your sketchbook wide open and unattended, he just can't help but sneak a peak
"What are you doing?" Keith is jerked from his daze as your voice, shaky and nervous sounding, fills his ears.
"Are these all me?" He asks, his disbelief ringing through the air.
You tense up in the doorway, eyes widening as if you were in a nightmare. Straightening your shoulders, you pin him with a hard glare.
"Who said you could look at those?"
"No one, but you left it open for the whole world to see." He responded dryly, returning to his browsing for your works.
There were several before he got his scar, just as many after, and even one with him wearing his mask. It kind of looked like it was from the night he rescued Shiro and met the others.
He felt the urge to smile at the memory, he had met you that night too. You'd all come so far since that day.
You huffed and stormed across the room, sitting down next to him and crossing your arms with a pout, like a petulant child.
"Well?"
"Well what?" He didn't even look up from the book, just turning the page to the next drawing.
"Well what do you think of them?" You huffed out. Curiosity beating your annoyance. Not that you were actually annoyed, they were drawings of him, of course he was allowed to look at them.
"I think I have the most talented partner in the galaxy."
His response sounded dry, but his ears were red and a smile was playing at his lips. And that was enough for you to grin and pull him into a hug, placing your chin on his shoulder so you can look at the drawings with him.
Hunk Garrett
the blush that crosses his cheeks was on you wanted to put to paper immediately
you always thought he could light up a room but the happiness glittering his eyes as you ask him if you could draw him is enough to me that opinion a fact in your mind
he's fidgety the whole time
unsure how to sit, where to look, what to do with his hands
thinking to himself it would've been so much better if you'd just taken pictures of him or something and used those instead of making him model right there as you drew
but he could stick it out
for you he could and would do just about anything
"Are you done yet?" His voice was soothing, despite the obvious discomfort in it.
"Not quite." You hum back gently, looking up from your canvas just long enough to send him a disarming smile.
"I do have to get dinner started at some point." He tried.
You just looked at him again before looking back to your canvas. Hunk tried to busy himself with counting the pencils in your cup, memorizing the colors of paint scattered across your shelf, until eventually he turned all his attention to you, taking in the soft furrow between your brows, the slight bit of tongue poking from the side of your mouth, the narrow of your eyes as your entire focus was drawn to your work. Your art. Your drawing of him.
How did he get so lucky?
He eases into a sense of comfort, being able to watch you absolutely in your zone like this. A peaceful bubble encasing the two of you so wholly he didn't realize how much time had passed until you finally say up straight and let out a deep exhale. After a few more strokes of your tools, a smile lit up your face, one Hunk wanted to see every single day of his life, and you beckoned him to your side.
It was art. An absolute masterpiece. He could feel your eyes on him, watching for his reaction, but he couldn't tear his eyes off the canvas, his mouth falling open.
"Well what do you think?" Your voice was timid, nervous, so unlike you.
He broke out of his reverie, turning to lift you up into his arms and spinning you around, excited laughter spilling from the both of you.
"it's absolutely incredible my love. You are so talented, how in the galaxies did I get this lucky?"
You grinned, pressing a gentle kiss to his cheek and you both stared at the piece a little while longer before making your way to the mess hall for dinner.
And Hunk Garrett would not shut up about his amazingly talented s/o for the entirety of dinner that night.
hahahahahahaha enjoy this special addition bc I totally read the ask wrong and had this completely done before realizing it-
Shiro
I think Shiro loves just watching you draw
it could be in a war meeting and you're doodling in the corner of the meeting itinerary page
or just curled up in y'alls room enjoying a peaceful evening together
he just loves to watch how your eyebrows crinkle in concentration and how when you focus in the whole world seems to fade from your senses
he finds it fascinating how lost in your art you can get at times
that being said, he often finds himself lending areas of his skin to you and your markers
whether you forgot your sketchbook, ran out of pages and won't be able to get a new one until the next trip to the Space Mall, or even just that you're bored
Shiro likes watching you gently hold his arm and coat it in colors and designs
finds the drag of the point soothing even
he inevitably swoops down to give you a kiss
which always leads to one line being horribly misplaced
but Shiro thinks that's okay
because you keep drawing on him and he keeps getting to kiss you when you're at your deepest concentration
and if the incredibly cute pout you give every single time is placed there by him messing up your doodle, then well...
that's his burden to carry
Keith
this one is a little different because I see this more as his best friend whom he has the biggest fucking crush on instead of an already established S/O
it's kind of like their thing
ever since they were kids you would draw on him
to calm yourself down in school
to calm him down during his fathers funeral
just because you saw something you thought you'd enjoy drawing
it's second nature for you to grab Keith's hand, arm, or even leg sometimes and just start drawing
ranges anywhere from just simple little stars to a damn near half sleeve of detailed beauty
its calming to both of you
but it's for Keith
not anyone else
so when he sees you doodling away on Lance in the training room one day, he feels a deep pit form in his stomach
obviously he knows it's because he'd never seen you draw on anyone but him before
because it's supposed to be reserved for him
something that is just yours and his
but he doesn't really care to admit the magnitude of why
and he's never been one to tell you what you can and can't do
so he just squeezes his hands into fists and stare down at the doodles you'd decorated him with just that morning
willing the pain in his chest away as he left you to your devices
Hunk
Hunk, oh my sweetie Hunk, he loves to see you smile
would do just about anything to see your face light up
so when you shyly ask if you could draw on him for the first time
there was zero hesitation in him offering his arm to you
and the smile you give him is all he needed
you weren't necessarily the best artist but you could do some cute doodles
he finds the way you stick your tongue out endearing but also always had the overwhelming urge to poke it
I think he gets kind of addicted to you drawing on him
cause it's like he always has a piece of you with him
so literally the moment one is faded he's hunting you down for a new drawing
I think he probably starts carrying a pen or marker around with him so you can still doodle on him if you down have one
just finds peace and happiness in the little bubble that seems to form around the two of you as you focus on giving him pretty designs and he gets to watch you so closely
If you got this far, thank you so much for reading!! I hope you enjoyed and please feel free to leave feedback in the comments or reblogs or ask box, I love hearing from y'all
also I've been thinking of possibly putting together taglists so people who would like to be notified when I actually post something can be, is that something anyone would be interested in?
feel free to ask for the others parts to this!! it was really fun to write :)
Imagine Lotor having a sister that is nothing like him. And she had to make a desicion to either choose his side, or Voltron gang side and she chooses Lotor's side because she was trying to protect a certain Voltron member. She sabotaged Lotor's things and is eventually put in his little prison cuz he found out. Voltron gang finds out about her plan and has to break her free!
I can’t tell if you’re asking for an imagine or telling me to imagine this so I suppose I’ll just do both🤷♀️ imagine won’t be today tho
but ok tbfh I LOVE lotor sm but that’s completely unrelated lmfao
the gang feeling so fucking betrayed bc they thought they meant something to her, but apparently they were wrong bc when push comes to shove she’s willing to just, up and leave them. she was in a secret relationship with the member she was hellbent and determined to protect and even they didn’t know, which only made the whole situation worse for them bc they thought- they just, she was different...
she honestly thought they didn’t feel that deeply for her and wouldn’t hurt them that much if she sided with Lotor anyways, so why not protect her lover? hated siding with her brother but knew it was a necessary play for the bigger picture endgame. she sabotages a particularly important mission and saves Voltron singlehandedly from the inside, Lotor is so broken by this turn of events and hates it but imprisons his sister anyways as to not show weakness. Voltron gang finds out via a spy they had on the inside, who also informs them it was her plan the whole time and they were even helping her accomplish the goal but her move was made ahead schedule as to ensure voltrons safety, her lover going awol and refuses to take no for an answer causing the whole team to just fuckin go for it and take on the whole base completely unprepared and acting emotionally, but Lotor sees his sister and her lovers reunion and doesn’t have the heart to stop her as she leaves with them. ASDFGHJKL THIS CONCEPT IS SO SAD AND ANGSTY AND SOFT AND FLUFDY WHAT THE FUCKKKK
Hii! I found your blog today and I absolutely love your stuff! I got into voltron again recently, so finding such good writings on that show in 2023 honestly made me so happy haha <3
Anyways, may I request Shiro, Keith and Hunk headcanons with s/o that loves to draw and asks to draw them because they're just so beautiful!! (bonus if the art makes them realize that their s/o notices so many beautiful little details about them!) (,,óvò,,) ノ💕
ahhhh this is such a cutie idea!!!
and haha yes! we are nowhere near as active as we once were around here but I do try to post something every once in a while, it's hard to find creators that are still active in the fandom. I actually met an artist at a con last year (2023) that was selling stickers that literally said "Still a fan of Voltron in 2023" (I, Of Course, got myself a Hunk Garrett one)
Takashi Shirogane
is shocked honestly
like stunned stupid
"You want to draw me?"
I mean, he's your s/o so of course he's seen your art
he just never anticipated being the subject of it
you just grin and nod and he doesn't really know how he could say no so he agrees
Shiro will let you position him however you'd like, take as many photos as you want for references, and just smile through it
he always wants sneak peaks but you refuse to let him see it before you're finished
he starts getting antsy because really, how long should it take?
was it that hard to draw him nicely?
when you finally reveal it to him, you kind of just hold it in front of your face so he can't see you
and when I say he gasps, I mean this man deadass gasps
You had spent far longer than you usually would to finish the drawing, but how couldn't you? It was of Shiro. Your Shiro. You had to include every little detail of what made him so stunning and you had to make certain it was right.
When you presented the drawing to him, you were beyond nervous. What if he hates it? What if he thinks it's ugly? You've always liked your art, you know he does too, but the fear is still a heavy one.
You hide behind the page, so you can avoid seeing his reaction, but when you hear a small gasp and then feel his hands gently shifting the page from your hold, you assume it's safe to look at him.
Shiro has tears in his eyes as he looks at it. His eyes aren't as dull as he always assume them to be, they hold an almost light and soft twinkle even. His scar isn't ugly and jarring, it realistic but still somehow... pretty. He looks pretty, he realizes, with a start.
"You made me pretty." He couldn't stop himself from saying.
You recoil, almost as if offended. "I didn't make you anything, you're pretty just as you are. I just copied the original. It's a far cry from the real thing if you ask me though."
Shiro could feel his ears heating up as you shot him a wink, a flirty smile playing at your lips.
"It's hard to perfect perfection."
Keith Kogane
he's used to it honestly
you're constantly asking to draw him, and he's certain you have drawn him just as many times as you've asked to
he'll never tell you no but he doesn't really outright say yes either
he knows you'd do it anyway
he has always been curious about how you see him though
he knows you're talented, but you've never shown him any drawings of him
so when he finds your sketchbook wide open and unattended, he just can't help but sneak a peak
"What are you doing?" Keith is jerked from his daze as your voice, shaky and nervous sounding, fills his ears.
"Are these all me?" He asks, his disbelief ringing through the air.
You tense up in the doorway, eyes widening as if you were in a nightmare. Straightening your shoulders, you pin him with a hard glare.
"Who said you could look at those?"
"No one, but you left it open for the whole world to see." He responded dryly, returning to his browsing for your works.
There were several before he got his scar, just as many after, and even one with him wearing his mask. It kind of looked like it was from the night he rescued Shiro and met the others.
He felt the urge to smile at the memory, he had met you that night too. You'd all come so far since that day.
You huffed and stormed across the room, sitting down next to him and crossing your arms with a pout, like a petulant child.
"Well?"
"Well what?" He didn't even look up from the book, just turning the page to the next drawing.
"Well what do you think of them?" You huffed out. Curiosity beating your annoyance. Not that you were actually annoyed, they were drawings of him, of course he was allowed to look at them.
"I think I have the most talented partner in the galaxy."
His response sounded dry, but his ears were red and a smile was playing at his lips. And that was enough for you to grin and pull him into a hug, placing your chin on his shoulder so you can look at the drawings with him.
Hunk Garrett
the blush that crosses his cheeks was on you wanted to put to paper immediately
you always thought he could light up a room but the happiness glittering his eyes as you ask him if you could draw him is enough to me that opinion a fact in your mind
he's fidgety the whole time
unsure how to sit, where to look, what to do with his hands
thinking to himself it would've been so much better if you'd just taken pictures of him or something and used those instead of making him model right there as you drew
but he could stick it out
for you he could and would do just about anything
"Are you done yet?" His voice was soothing, despite the obvious discomfort in it.
"Not quite." You hum back gently, looking up from your canvas just long enough to send him a disarming smile.
"I do have to get dinner started at some point." He tried.
You just looked at him again before looking back to your canvas. Hunk tried to busy himself with counting the pencils in your cup, memorizing the colors of paint scattered across your shelf, until eventually he turned all his attention to you, taking in the soft furrow between your brows, the slight bit of tongue poking from the side of your mouth, the narrow of your eyes as your entire focus was drawn to your work. Your art. Your drawing of him.
How did he get so lucky?
He eases into a sense of comfort, being able to watch you absolutely in your zone like this. A peaceful bubble encasing the two of you so wholly he didn't realize how much time had passed until you finally say up straight and let out a deep exhale. After a few more strokes of your tools, a smile lit up your face, one Hunk wanted to see every single day of his life, and you beckoned him to your side.
It was art. An absolute masterpiece. He could feel your eyes on him, watching for his reaction, but he couldn't tear his eyes off the canvas, his mouth falling open.
"Well what do you think?" Your voice was timid, nervous, so unlike you.
He broke out of his reverie, turning to lift you up into his arms and spinning you around, excited laughter spilling from the both of you.
"it's absolutely incredible my love. You are so talented, how in the galaxies did I get this lucky?"
You grinned, pressing a gentle kiss to his cheek and you both stared at the piece a little while longer before making your way to the mess hall for dinner.
And Hunk Garrett would not shut up about his amazingly talented s/o for the entirety of dinner that night.
hahahahahahaha enjoy this special addition bc I totally read the ask wrong and had this completely done before realizing it-
Shiro
I think Shiro loves just watching you draw
it could be in a war meeting and you're doodling in the corner of the meeting itinerary page
or just curled up in y'alls room enjoying a peaceful evening together
he just loves to watch how your eyebrows crinkle in concentration and how when you focus in the whole world seems to fade from your senses
he finds it fascinating how lost in your art you can get at times
that being said, he often finds himself lending areas of his skin to you and your markers
whether you forgot your sketchbook, ran out of pages and won't be able to get a new one until the next trip to the Space Mall, or even just that you're bored
Shiro likes watching you gently hold his arm and coat it in colors and designs
finds the drag of the point soothing even
he inevitably swoops down to give you a kiss
which always leads to one line being horribly misplaced
but Shiro thinks that's okay
because you keep drawing on him and he keeps getting to kiss you when you're at your deepest concentration
and if the incredibly cute pout you give every single time is placed there by him messing up your doodle, then well...
that's his burden to carry
Keith
this one is a little different because I see this more as his best friend whom he has the biggest fucking crush on instead of an already established S/O
it's kind of like their thing
ever since they were kids you would draw on him
to calm yourself down in school
to calm him down during his fathers funeral
just because you saw something you thought you'd enjoy drawing
it's second nature for you to grab Keith's hand, arm, or even leg sometimes and just start drawing
ranges anywhere from just simple little stars to a damn near half sleeve of detailed beauty
its calming to both of you
but it's for Keith
not anyone else
so when he sees you doodling away on Lance in the training room one day, he feels a deep pit form in his stomach
obviously he knows it's because he'd never seen you draw on anyone but him before
because it's supposed to be reserved for him
something that is just yours and his
but he doesn't really care to admit the magnitude of why
and he's never been one to tell you what you can and can't do
so he just squeezes his hands into fists and stare down at the doodles you'd decorated him with just that morning
willing the pain in his chest away as he left you to your devices
Hunk
Hunk, oh my sweetie Hunk, he loves to see you smile
would do just about anything to see your face light up
so when you shyly ask if you could draw on him for the first time
there was zero hesitation in him offering his arm to you
and the smile you give him is all he needed
you weren't necessarily the best artist but you could do some cute doodles
he finds the way you stick your tongue out endearing but also always had the overwhelming urge to poke it
I think he gets kind of addicted to you drawing on him
cause it's like he always has a piece of you with him
so literally the moment one is faded he's hunting you down for a new drawing
I think he probably starts carrying a pen or marker around with him so you can still doodle on him if you down have one
just finds peace and happiness in the little bubble that seems to form around the two of you as you focus on giving him pretty designs and he gets to watch you so closely
If you got this far, thank you so much for reading!! I hope you enjoyed and please feel free to leave feedback in the comments or reblogs or ask box, I love hearing from y'all
also I've been thinking of possibly putting together taglists so people who would like to be notified when I actually post something can be, is that something anyone would be interested in?
feel free to ask for the others parts to this!! it was really fun to write :)
I forgot I asked for this and then forgot to respond I am so sorry, but like, as the 💜 admin, I’m a little partial towards purple and really like this one🫣✨
I’m terrible and only show up once in a blue moon to chat, IM SORRY, but I met Josh Keaton yesterday!! THE Space Dad!!!!
it was so cool and he’s super nice, my friends and I were cosplaying as all five Paladins, but our Lance didn’t get to meet him as he wasn’t able to get there until much later on, and he like lit up when he saw us and very excitedly asked if we can take a Charlie’s Angels style picture (and then posed us)
I can post pics when I get them if yall would like to see!
here they are!! I had to include the picture of the boots bc I finished sewing them literally at the convention and I’m proud of them but they aren’t visible in any pictures lol plz appreciate them
I’m terrible and only show up once in a blue moon to chat, IM SORRY, but I met Josh Keaton yesterday!! THE Space Dad!!!!
it was so cool and he’s super nice, my friends and I were cosplaying as all five Paladins, but our Lance didn’t get to meet him as he wasn’t able to get there until much later on, and he like lit up when he saw us and very excitedly asked if we can take a Charlie’s Angels style picture (and then posed us)
I can post pics when I get them if yall would like to see!
