#voltron: keith

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y'all kept putting VLD on my tiktok fyp and now look at today's warmup. it's been five years!!!

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I suddenly feel nostalgia for season 1/ season 2 voltron???? Like I miss the good old days when everyone used they/Them pronouns for Pidge and I miss bonding moment jokes and "my name is keith and I'm so emo" and Space Mall???? "Keith I want you to be the leader of voltron"??????? They call me the tailor cuz of how I thread the needle?????? What was that? Laser guns?????? I say vol you say tron???? Lance really stole my heart okay??

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If there's anybody interested in running this blog lmk!!

The other mods and I have decided to give this mf away!!!

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Keith Kogane X Reader

Word Count: 821

Category: Voltron

~Wildfire~

"Look at me again," you say softly, "please."

Keith obeys your small command, opening his eyes to look into your own (E/c) ones. His arms wrap around your waist to pull you closer to his warm body, the heat coming off him in soft waves beneath soft blankets made you feel as if he was a guardian of some kind. Someone special to help and protect you from any and all outside forces. To keep you warm. Keep you safe.

With this much closer personal view, you were easily able to stare directly into his stunning orbs.

Oh, those eyes~

Magnificent eyes created from unique clouds of darkly sprinkled stardust. An astounding array of swirling soft violet, much like that of the countless galaxies orbiting around both of you at this very moment. They were indescribable and the more you looked into them the more you felt yourself being endlessly sucked in.

You felt utterly trapped, like a bird in a cave, by his unworldly warm gaze.

"Why," he started to ask softly, "do you enjoy doing this so much? Are you looking for something?"

You simply smiled, your hand automatically placing itself upon his smooth cheek. It had begun to flush involuntarily from your intense gaze. You could see him lean ever so slightly into the touch, though he would never admit to doing so.

"I enjoy looking into your eyes because...," your words trailed off. It wasn't easy to explain why you were so infatuated with them. You just were.

"Because I am reminded where we are in a sense. Your eyes remind me of home. Of our own galaxy, the Milky Way. And even though we are more than a few thousand miles away, when I look into your eyes I forget everything else. I think about nothing but our home, planet Earth. I feel as if we are there right now."

His expression softened at your pure and innocent answer, that was always in some way enlightening. Black locks shifting to slightly obscure his eyes when he moved forward. His warm lips pressing gently upon yours. An act of simplicity...at first.

This lit a giant fire deep within your very soul. His lips gasoline, yours the spark. Together it ignited a hot fire of great height and severity. You could never get enough of him which also went for him.

Eyes described in your mind, and lips alight with a dangerous fire. It seemed this boy was destined to make you lose yourself but also burn bright while loving him so.

He let go of you, which shook your core, leaving you with nothing but wanting more and more of his divine wildfire. Never had anybody wanted so badly to be burned and scorched in ways like this. You wanted him to leave marks upon your skin. Leave paths of ash. Leave paths of scars that would remind you of his burning touch even when he won leave you.

Then like always, would come his intense gaze.

It would firstly set itself by looking at every single inch of your body and cool the burning sensation that ached your fragile state. It would replenish your soul and give it another taste of what it so desperately longed for.

Yes you longed for the fire to burn you in any way imaginable, but what you truly cherished with all your being was the, shall you say, 'Aftercare', you received.

You knew he sincerely loved you when he would wrap his arms around you and stare into your eyes for several minutes at a time. Looking for any signs that would tell him he had gone too far.

You would always reassure him that every noise you made had been you loving every second of it. And he would retaliate by saying your shrieks of ecstasy were very close to the edge of painful screams.

Knowing you wouldn't be able to calm his heart with words you just stared into his eyes while your fingertips danced along his sweaty pale skin. Pressing every once in a while, like a massage, which made him softly moan beside you.

He buried himself in the crook of your neck, wanting shelter and protection, something you gladly offered to him whenever he wanted it. It was because he rarely did so that you relished it so much. Basking in the glory of having this man kneel before you. Opening himself up for you to look at him.

All of him.

"I love you," he would whisper, just loud enough for only your ears to hear. His warm breath running atop your sensitive collarbone to create goosebumps.

"I love you too," you breathed out. Mind relaxing and drifting off.

He was your very own Wildfire.

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I saw this on ig and may I say...

KICK

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Deaf/HoH Voltron watchers/fanfic readers,

What name sign do you normally use for the characters?

Regards,

A lowly fanfic author who is hearing and wants to get it right

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Shiro’s the one person who never gave up on me. 

i got the feels real bad tonight boys, save me from this hell of emotions

DO NOT REPOST

[4dtk]

Hiya! Could you write headcanons for the paladins reacting to their super girly s/o kick ass while in their pretty pink dress and then switch back to being girly again after they're done? Thankya!

i lostthe element of the kicking ass s/o going back to her girly self after bc idon’t rlly know how girly works??? that didn’t make sense but y’know,i interpreted girly as polite/kind? forgive me, but enjoy! i’m sorry if it’s not up to expectations!

Trainingor fighting in one of your outfits wasn’t uncommon. Your battle suit wasdamaged in the fight against the Galra on Earth–torn and tattered; even thecomms system integrated into your suit hadn’t been working. You weren’t… too eager to talk about it, since it wasthe product of being held hostage by the Galra for a few days, something thatheld humiliation and mild trauma of being strapped to the interrogation table.You were sure they’d get a piece of your mind once you had your hands on them. Oncespotting you, your fellow paladin stopped in their tracks, halting at the door.

shiro:

his jaw absolutely DROPS, it’s where his s/o welcomes him back from space

and he saw you in the pink dress you bought before the galra invaded, wanting to give him a surprise

he did have some private moments with you, seeing as he had to attend a lot of meetings along with the garrison personnel and the other paladins. you remember one night he’d whined about how he wanted you to wear the dress again, his floaty arm surprising you when it smacked your ass

“shiro!”

he rolled his eyes with a smile, having a pleasant sleep that night

the next day, you were training with the MFE pilots, guiding them on how to solidify punches, introducing different footwork to get used to, etc., doing it politely with a gentle voice so it wouldn’t go in one ear and out the other

james proposed a sparring session and boasted that he’d win jokingly.

you volunteered to be his opponent, and it was probs just instinct, but you knew james would be complacent just bc you were in a dress.

welp he’s wrong and now groaning on the floor. you crouched down and smiled sweetly, saying, “don’t underestimate your opponents,” and going back to your sweet personality.

seeing you in the dress already was a pleasant surprise, but kicking absolute ASS in it? shiro’s gotten to a whole new level of fluster

he was leaning against the door frame now, high-fiving you once rushed over after spotting him

“whaatttt the hell was that????” shiro tends to drag his words when he’s shocked, you don’t know why but you like it. shrugging you bid goodbye to the MFE pilots, hooking an arm around shiro

for therecord, he loves it but he’s still shocked as fuck

lance:

you toldhim about the dress when the team was approaching earth, somehow getting a holdof you once they’d entered the milky way. he imagined how the dress would belike, smirking once he’d saw it in person.

thelittle shit whispered about how he’d want it to be on his bedroom floor tonight. you rolled your eyes, shoving him off with a smile

it wasafter everything, where his family were together with him in the garrison’swards, talking to him and catching up after these few years

lance’sniece was on your lap, playing some games with you and ignoring her unclecompletely as a joke between you two. feigning hurt, he cried out, “oh lunamcclain- you wound me, look, myheart’s shattering.” and mimicked the sound of his heart breaking (luna is justa headcanon name for his niece! when they said ‘uncle lance’ in s7, that scenealone barged into my house to give me a tight slap i loved it)

once shelooked at him, she turned back to you and tilted her head in question as ifshe’d asked ‘should i give in?’ both his family and you laughed; you nodded,but before you could hand luna over to lance, the garrison went onto lockdownagain, lights at the top of each room flashing an alarming red (trust me idon’t wanna put the paladins thru this but yknow,,,, for the headcanons…)

his nieceon your lap cried out, scared to death of having to go through anotherterrifying experience.

you couldhear lance groan out, “holy mother of god i’ve haven’t even had the time torest!” but tried to stand up nevertheless

the galrahas invaded the garrison itself, catching everyone’s attention when a doorslammed open, sentries marching in with their blasters and whatever.

yourpolite smile diminished, an angry scowl instead on your face

yousmiled again once you had your back to the galra, putting down lance’s niece onthe floor and kissing her head sweetly

sprintingimmediately, you took a soldier down, using the limp sentry’s blaster to attackthe others.

youdrop-kicked the last sentry, effortlessly standing up with your dress and hairstill intact

lance justmanaged to get out a “wow”, and said “ahora realmente me gustaría ver ese vestido en el suelo” and earned a smack on the head from his mom (translation: now i really want that dress on thefloor; thank you to @secret-jester for the translation!)

readjustingyour hair, you grinned at his family, mostly his nephew and niece, usheringthem out before another wave of sentries stacked, and into a bomb shelter (isit safe?) with a smile

lancemade sure to mention this during steamy times after the invasion

keith:

it was inthe midst of a battle, where the paladins were helping out to rid of thegalra’s ground patrol teams surrounding the garrison. chaos was everywhere andthe galra were still rounding up citizens to force the able-bodied into workcamps (that’s what it said in s7 right? if i’m not wrong aahhh)

you wereprotecting a group of children who managed to hide it out. everyone wascrouched behind debris, the other paladins not too far away from you

youcalmed them down by singing a soft song, something your mom always did for you.most of them calmed down, at ease now that they had someone to focus on otherthan the chaos. plus you had a pretty nice dress on, it was like you were theirtemporary mom or something. you smiled at the fact that your singing helped.

hearingone of the children yelp and scream out, you immediately turned your attentionto them, seeing them struggle and kick aimlessly at the air to hopefully breakfrom the sentry’s hold.

youalmost growled out, punching the sentry straight in the fucking face becausegod the galra was such a hostile race to not even care about children! you usedyour weapon to deliver another terrible blow. the paladins already took out theearlier approaching galra, rushing over since they heard the child’s shriek

youturned back to the children, apologising for the gory sight they’d had towitness at such a young age, bringing them into the MFE’s crafts so the pilotscould bring them back to the garrison

keithsmirked, a little surprised, but not at the same time y’know? you were surehe’d seen you in the training room in the castle of lions before so he knew youcould kick ass.

but in that dress? wow

not nowboner!

but yeah,it was an eye-opening experience for him. i mean if you used it for yourpersonal private training sessions,he’d lose in a flash

keithtells you that, earning a laugh and a sweet kiss from you. his soul ascended toheaven, he was sure of that

hunk:

this alsohappens in the midst of a battle because i’m running out of scenarios rip

it wasthe scouting mission where you all had to find out more about sendak’s plans(or something like that lol)

you werepart of the ground team, being that you were more of a close-range fighter likepidge and keith

you werehelping out on the front lines, taking down stubborn sentries after thepatrolling bots (i think so?? s7 is so hazy in my head) spotted allura andjames

one ofthe sentries had hurt cosmo, so being the terribly talented medic, you quicklybandaged the wound, ruffling the light blue fur on his head and whispered thatyou’d clean up the wound properly once you return to the garrison

lancecalls out to hunk in the midst of taking out the galra like nothing (i love mysniper shooting boyfriend thank you very much). “look at (y/n)”

hunklooks through his binoculars, almost falling over from shock when he saw youkicking some good ass

hunkimmediately grins, shutting off the comms and leaving you on to talk to youprivately, “ohmy god that was so so good you’re so cool!!!!!!”

“uh hunkbuddy, we all can still hear you,” lance had said.

“fuck-”

i hc thathunk does swear, but like out of embarrassment and anger, but more ofembarrassment

hunk isall exclamation marks and smiles when he sees you take down another galrasoldier, absolutely wanting to meet you right here and now to hug you and tellyou how fucking cool it was when you kicked his face and then punched thatother galra after and then-

once theground team met up with the sniper team, he ran out to bring you up in yourarms, twirling you around and making you laugh

he had tocatch his breath after he rambled about how beautiful you looked even whilekicking ass, kissing you in front of everyone, earning groans and gagging sounds

hunk putan arm around your shoulder, bringing you close as you all headed back to thegarrison

pidge:

it’safter the scouting mission (hunk’s scenario), where they went back to thegarrison to brief to the generals/admirals about sendak’s plans for thedestruction of earth.

i mean, it wasn’t a nice way to say ‘the destruction of earth’ but, the truthhurts ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

once thegarrison and the team settled the instructions and procedures to destroy thezaiforge canons, everyone filed out of the room, walking to wherever they wereneeded for the moment.

the MFEpilots and voltron were the last to leave, finalising with kinkade about theMFE’s jobs in the operation that was to take place soon since james (whousually was the one in charge of the MFE pilots) had lashed out on hunkearlier, with rizavi calming him down

james waitedoutside, leaning against the wall, annoyed at how longthey were taking

you noticedhow james had eyed pidge during the meeting as well, staring with scorn and alittle bit of confusion, the inevitable happening once you walked alongsidepidge as she talked to her father, pitching in some ideas at the right times

“aren’tyou a little young to be a paladin? and short too…”

normally,pidge would’ve done it herself, but with the way he’d shouted at hunk and watchedpidge during the meeting, you were pissed, verypissed.

yournatural smile dropped as your head whipped to the MFE pilot, matching up to himin height, though a little shorter. you faced him, unblinking and unfazed, “oh,is your little girlfriend going to stand up for y-”

ok that’sit.

you cuthim off immediately by landing a punch on his face, a punch stronger than hisand any of the other MFEs (and even then, you were pulling your punches!). hestumbled back to take a fighting stance but was too late as he felt a kick onhis stomach, making him loose his balance and fall on his butt.

“don’tsay anything if you’ve nothing nice tosay, griffin.”

ngl,pidge giggled and sam holt was unbothered, because he knew you were protectivewhen it came to pidge, he appreciated that.

goingback to your previous discussion, another idea popped into your mind, proposingit to sam immediately.

you couldhear the other MFEs lecture james and laughed

jamesavoided you for the rest of his life LMAO