#skogsancle

[fxgacious-blog]

❝ I’m here to ask a favor. ❞ it spoke slowly, consciously already avoiding the jumble words could become when it got ahead of itself. It was an...experiment of sorts. It didn't take much for the Green Lion to realize her species, the promise of much needed information about technology it didn't understand within its grasp. But, there was something more involved in the matter; whether its bond with Pidge was strong enough for /outsiders/ to see /this/ form or not.

⇴  –  ;;    When Tixxis had returned from a very long day of work to an intruder in her tiny apartment, her first reaction was naturally to reach for a weapon; there was no one that could be trusted on this planet, after all, and the Galra had certainly not made any friends. Even so, her clawed hand froze before she could manage to even touch her weapon of choice, and the confused female simply stared, brows knitted, at the creature before her. As surprising as she found it, this was entirely of her own will; her guest wasn’t forcing her hesitation, there was just something about them that felt different. Her hand dropped to her side uselessly, the idea of responding with violence leaving her mind altogether. The Galra instead focused on the inexplicable feeling this being was giving her; it seemed that even looking at it felt…intangible. Like it was both there and not at the same time, defying laws of perception Tixxis in a way thought to be impossible.     Something about it felt surreal; at first, it was almost as if this creature shouldn’t be here, that something was wrong, but the Galra was quick to correct her own thinking. It was more like it was simply foreign in a way she couldn’t understand.     When it spoke, Tixxis’s confusion only grew; what could she possibly have to offer a being like this, and how did it find her to begin with? Paranoia briefly invaded her thoughts as it did so frequently now; if it had found her, what else could? Was she in danger? Should she leave – could she? But while those questions remained unanswered, the creature’s presence offered her a strangely calming feeling of…safety, she decided, although it was beyond her to understand why. If nothing else, Tix felt she could dismiss those thoughts for the time being and focus on the task at hand without further distraction.      Stepping forwards slowly, hesitation clear, the Galra simply nodded, expression softening marginally before she managed to reply.     “What do you need?”

[forestiis]

a concept

katie: “hey! it’s me, kaaattiiieee! i’m your pal-ad-in!” green: *grumpy lion noises* katie: “come on! there’s a battle going on!” green: *grumbling, but lets her in* later after the battle green: *ejects katie from the cockpit like lance did to hunk*

rip in pieces pidgeon

[ignirati-blog1]

✐ !!

Listen to kayla ramble about her fictional children | Always accepting

so most of the ocs i want to make are just my past ocs in a different verse because i really don’t need more ocs. i have nearly 20 tbh and it’s a handful so let me just say that i really want some of my ocs in a voltron verse so i can show this fandom the mess they are. 

but for past ocs, i really want to bring back my painter. kuroda is such a sweet heart alright. he’s pretty sad though because he’s a prodigy painter. he has sold some of his stuff for millions before but it’s kinda put a rift in his family so he does things now under an alias. other than that, kuroda is terminally ill. ( i usually put it as an autoimmune disease ) he does’t expect to live until he’s 20 and he already has problems as is making it through his day to day life. 

he loves the outdoors and loves to paint it but he can’t do a lot of exercise without serious medical issues. a lot of times he’ll fall asleep at random or just in random places. his body needs extra sleep for him just to get through a normal day. so he’s pretty slow in his activities and movement. despite his short life span expectancy, he tries to be optimistic toward people and life in general. (it’s really the only way he gets by day to day.) he’s such a sweet kid that deserves better but that isn’t going to happen

[qunderson]

@skogsancle​ | ❤ 

She’d been within her Lion for a little while now, fingers sliding around screens and tapping on keys. Occupied with ensuring that the left arm of Voltron is still in peak condition, knowing the vital importance of it remaining so.

Fortunately Green has proved to withstand everything she’s put them through so far. Taken care of as best as she can.

“I probably should have asked before installing the cloaking mod on you.” Half to herself and half to the machine harboring her, the pilot speaks as she works. “I would have if I’d known you were alive-- well. okay, I knew the Lions weren’t like any other ships and connected with their pilots... but I didn’t think you were alive alive. Like feelings alive. No, like--”

Realizing she’s now rambling -- more like scrambling -- to defend herself, Pidge pauses to regain her wits. A slight smile, a small shake of the head. “I just wanted to see if it would work.”

[hebraved]

4. What is your favorite music? !!

Answered here!

[ignirati-blog1]

[hands] !!

[hands]:are they large or small, do they have pianist's fingers or short stubby ones, do they tend to get sweaty or are they always dry, is the skin rough or delicate, are the nails painted or chewed or sharp, etc.

Keith’s hands are kinda small. Not small enough to notice, but certainly not on the large end of things. (He doesn’t have those yaoi hands. Sorry to disappoint.) His hands are pretty rough. Compared to the rest of his skin, his hands are drier and rough and feel more like sandpaper than anything else. They do tend to sweat a bit more than the rest of him. The gloves don’t really help though. He doesn’t really chew on his nails but he has a tendency to forget to cut them until they break and he spends a weak annoyed at the fact that his nails get caught on stuff. Then he just says “fuck this” and cuts them as short as possible. Rinse and repeat. 

If you do ever get the chance to feel his fingers and hands, you could tell why he finally got the gloves. His fingers are a bit stubby mostly from the fact that his fingers have been broken multiple times in his history and repaired over them. It was likely only recently that he decided to start wrapping his hands when fighting. 

[tengaiism-blog]

@skogsancle​  ☆  🇸🇹🇦🇷🇹🇪🇷 🇨🇦🇱🇱

“Hmm?” 

The black Paladin took notice of the green lion staring at him. At first he weakly smiled, as a bit of awkwardness set in. But after a moment he noticed  she wasn’t looking at him per se, but at his arm.

“I can’t answer any questions you  may have.” Shiro titled his end the weak smile still hanging on his lips. “And it’s not removable...”