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iinterstellar-astronaut  asked:

Everyone working with Keith seems really surprised with Keith having a husband (an attractive one too, lmao). Is there any time that someone was rude about it and Keith/Shiro handled it really well? Not even just at Keith's work but perhaps in public or something?

HAHAHA Yeah they are. It’s simply because Keith doesn’t really say it. It’s not that he’s ashamed of his family—he’s very proud and happy—but it’s just not something that comes up. They just get surprised when Shiro visits. XD

Keith brings the kids to work Part 02 (Part 01)

[The Voltron Family] The whole family went to the nearest mall from Keith’s building. Apparently, there was a new Japanese restaurant that they hadn’t tried yet, so it was a no-brainer. Keith was holding Pidge’s hand, while Shiro was carrying Lance (big boy, who?) and another hand holding onto Hunk. 

They would usually get stared at. It wasn’t everyday you see two Japanese men with three multiracial kids that clearly didn’t look anything like them. Keith tried to ignore it, but most people would do a double take and look back with so much confusion, trying to figure them out.

Keith was talking softly to Shiro when a teenage girl stopped and looked at them, smiling so wide. Again, Keith tried to ignore. 

The family entered the restaurant and the available table was at the center so they chose that one. They ordered their food and Shiro began asking what he missed.

Shiro: So, how was this morning? Were you kiddos good?
Pidge: *nods* We were. Surprisingly, Lance was quiet.
Lance: *perks up* *grins* I drew baby dragons, Daddy Shiro! And Hunk coloured them for me!
Hunk: I did. It looked really great, if I do say so myself. *proud*
Shiro: And how did you find your Daddy’s office? Nice, huh?
Hunk: *eyes widens* IT WAS!! it was.. so… *stretches hands* SO BIG.
Pidge: And and and there were so many books! Books of many kinds! *looks at Keith with wonder* Bigger than our library at home, Daddy Keith.
Keith: *chuckles* Yeah. Well, it’s a publishing company so yes, it has to be bigger than our library at home. *pinches Pidge’s nose*
Lance: Do you get free books though?
Keith: I do, yes. *smiles* But mostly from the ones I edit. Do you have any book you wanted to own? *smirks*
Lance: *flushes* *whispers*
Shiro: What was that? *muses*
Pidge: Lance wanted the book about dragons! The one with drawings.
Lance: *gasp* *nudges Pidge* Shut up, Pidge!
Keith: *hums* I’ll see what I can do about that, buddy. You’ve all been really good today—so far. No tantrums… *eyes at Lance*
Lance: Hey! *crosses arms and pouts*
Shiro: *grins* Great then. This lunch treat is worth it. *chuckles* *turns to Keith* And you, love?
Keith: *groans* Oh god. I got called by the boss, saying there might be a future tour again for Richardson’s series and I have to make arrangements. I’m an editor and yet I’m like a manager. *rubs temples* 
Shiro: Awwww, baby. *pulls Keith and kisses him on the cheek* You’re an all-in-one. You work so hard. *rubs his back and hugs him for comfort*

Suddenly, they were interrupted by a waiter, causing them to straighten up.

Waiter: *nervous* I’m so sorry but our manager told me that you need to leave.
Keith: *blinks* Excuse me?
Shiro: Is there any problem? 

The waiter looked around him nervously and Shiro and Keith noticed that so many people were staring at them, some mostly in disgust. The waiter started rambling in Japanese that Keith started speaking his mother tongue.

Keith: We placed our order and we’re waiting for—
Waiter: *surprised at Keith* I know, Sir. But… my boss is—
Manager: *approaches their table* Leave. You and you. *points at Shiro and Keith* No place in this restaurant. People are leaving seeing you both doing your disgusting gay PDA. 
Keith: *stands up* Excuse me?
Shiro: *grabs Keith’s arm* Keith, don’t.
Manager: *looks the kids in disgust* To think you have the nerve to show that in front of children? They’re going to grow up like faggots. Useless people.
Keith: *covers Pidge’s ears quickly* How dare you talk about my children that way. *snarls*
Hunk and Lance: *slowly goes closer to Pidge*
Shiro: *stands up* *shields his family* Let’s settle this like adults, okay? There are kids in this table and I would appreciate it if you’ll be mindful of your words.
Manager: I want you all to leave my restaurant! That way my customers can eat peacefully. *eyes Shiro and Keith* The fact you’re both Japanese. *shakes head* Such a disgrace to our country.
Shiro: *has had enough* Excuse me, Sir. But the fact you’re Japanese and a homophobic jerk is such a disgrace to our country. Degrading people for what they are— *turns to his kids* Cover your ears, please. 
Three kids: *nods* *covers their ears with their hands*
Shiro: *turns back to the manager* Pardon my French, but such a fucking asshole move. We came here to eat Japanese food because my little girl was craving for tempura. A fucking tempura. And gods be dammed I’m giving her that no matter what cost. But if this restaurant wouldn’t even like us breathing in here—just because we’re fucking “faggots”—then it’s not damn worth it. We’d rather find another one which would have an open-minded manager who wouldn’t be so bothered with a kiss on the cheek and a hug and call it “disgusting gay PDA” because wow *scoffs* What do you know? Most people do that in public and no one bats an eye. But no. Not for us. Just because my husband and I are both men, suddenly it’s disgusting. Suddenly, it’s not allowed. Suddenly, we’re useless people who do nothing but bring filth to this planet. Well, excuse me, but I don’t see you earning 7 digits yearly. 

Everyone just turned quiet. A bit at awe at Shiro lashing out. 

Shiro: *turns to Keith and the kids* We’re leaving.

So here’s a question: the Galra commander who captures Sam, Matt, and Shiro flat out says they’re primitive and don’t know anything useful. If that’s the case, why did Zarkon order that they be interrogated by the Druids? Why was this Galra ship specifically ordered to be in the solar system? I feel like if Zarkon knew that the Blue Lion was on earth he would have gone straight there and not bothered with interrogating random humans. So was it just standard procedure? From what we’ve seen, it looks like the Druids are a pretty small group and generally busy doing evil space magic things, so why would Zarkon pull them away from the Komar experiment just to talk to some Earth hillbillies?

Basically what I’m getting at here is: Zarkon knew there was something on Earth that he needed, he just wasn’t sure what, and he probably didn’t even suspect that it was the Blue Lion or he would have gone in guns blazing a lot sooner. So who tipped him off to keep an eye on this planet, and why?

Butterfly wings

Shiro-
When it came to sparing there was an unspoken rule that going against Shiro meant you go down hard and fast if you wanted to avoid serious injury.
Everyday when they would split off to do their old things, everyone actively avoided being pulled into the training room by Shiro and stuck spending the next hour or so being thrown to the ground.
Today Lance was the unlucky victim and despite his protests and even saying he was going to help Coran with ship repairs, he was still dragged along unable to prevent the inevitable.
He stood opposite the leader of voltron in his civilian clothes with a sad excuse for a fighting stance.
“Ok Lance I just want to try out a new move on you ok?”
Lance shook his head no but Shiro only responded with a soft chuckled as he swung his leg at Lance’s ribs.
Lance managed to block with his forearms but had his legs pulled out from under him.
“Umph” Lance gasped as he fell to the ground all the air forced out of his lungs.
If the pain of being sent to the floor wasn’t bad enough having his hero laugh at him sure did.
“Ha ha very funny.” Lance rolled his eyes a small grin at the corner of his mouth. He was about to stand when Shiro’s expression quickly morphed into worry.
“Lance… oh God your skin.”
Lance cringed looking down seeing his shirt had rided up just enough to show the pale patches across his stomach.
He scrambled to pull his shirt down backing away. “It’s nothing!” He said too quickly with panic clear in his voice.
“Lance scars like that aren’t nothing, what happened?” Shiro asked calmly dropping to one knee as to be eye level with him. He felt guilty for not having noticed them before, he was the leader and if Lance had kept an injury from him it could of gotten the whole team killed.
Lance looked at him for a moment in stunned silence before he began to crumble in on himself. Arms wrapped around his stomach and shoulders shaking with his head bent down.
Shiro placed a comforting hand on the blue Paladins shoulder not sure what else to do.
A snort suddenly escaped Lance, followed by a round of uncontrollable laughter.
Shiro fell back in surprise staring at Lance as if he had gone crazy.
“Ok…ok I’m good now.” Lance gasped between giggles “it’s not scars It’s just how my skin is.”
Shiro looked at Lance for a moment before hitting himself in the head for being so stupid “you already told me.”
Lance nodded “yep, but theirs no shame in not knowing what vitiligo means, the shames in pretending to know what it is for a a month.”
Shiro blushed remembering when Lance had come to him late one night with a whispered confession of his condition. At the time Lance had needed acceptance and despite not knowing what his condition was Shiro was more then happy to give it to him.
Of course he had intended to research exactly what it was later on, but there never seemed to be a spare minute.
“Sorry.” Shiro mumbled.
“Nah don’t worry about it, this is the best laugh I’ve had in ages.”

voltron team as things ive done

shiro: dropped all his papers in school and sat on the floor for 5 minutes crying silently with his head in his hands

lance: sings the star spangled banner at the top of his lungs almost every day at home

pidge: *gets one problem right after stressing over it for 10 mins* “i’m SO FUCKING SMART”

keith: lights things on fire whenever he gets the chance

hunk: picks flowers for his dog and puts them in his fur

allura: put a water bottle in her hair and walked elegantly down to a lobby of a hotel with a bunch of people down there

coran: thought pepperoni grew out of the ground

butteredonions  asked:

4. "Come here, let me fix it." - Shiro's spending the afternoon as a six year old again. Things do not go as planned. // Speaker of quote can be whoeeeeever Boss's little heart desires :) dealer's choice.

It’s the 1000 Followers Special!  Based on these prompts.  Don’t want to see all 35 of these?  Block ‘1000 Followers Special’.  Can’t read on mobile?  These will slowly be posted to AO3 starting in a few days as ‘Hold Up Half the Sky’.  A huge thank you to Xagrok for the beta’ing!

I forgot to post this on the most appropriate of days, so it’ll be up today instead


Shiro had disappeared.

Normally, that wasn’t that weird.  Shiro had a tendency to duck out of rooms quietly.  Mostly likely, that was due to not particularly wanting to make a fuss about leaving when he was feeling awkward or overwhelmed, but Hunk liked to think that Shiro was just doing his best Batman impression.

Today, though.  Today it was weird, because Shiro had been supposed to stay in sight.

After all, there were lots of places a six year old could get hurt or stuck in.  Even when they didn’t feel like a six year old.

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Blue. Love. Pretty.

This is like so old? So, like…yah. 

I told @kaxpha one day to like: “HEY GIMME A COLOR, FEELING AND ADJECTIVE.” and she gave me those three so…*shrugs* 

Btw, this is Shance. Gonna say that again: S H A N C E. There, my job is done. 

I did this in like five minutes, leave me alone. BTW, IT’S SO effing SHORT LMAO. 

Disclaimer: Voltron doesn’t belong to me. 


Shiro stares at the ocean in front of him and frowns a little before he shakes his head and looks up. The sky is clear of clouds and it gives it a much calm color that it makes him feel at ease just by looking at it but it’s still not what he’s looking for.

Close but not quite.

He tries to look down at the flowers besides him, some wildflowers from the shore. They are small, but their bright color is vivid enough to catch his eye. They are pretty but, again, not what he’s looking for.

Shiro sighs with a pout and takes a seat on the sand, listening to the waves crash gently against each other. It doesn’t take long for the sun to set and the once blue sky starts to dim, leaving behind a soft pink on it with small specks of orange.

He stares at the sky for a while as it loses its original color before suddenly his vision turns blue one again and with a skip of a heart, Shiro smiles lovingly as the color he was looking for appears right in front of him.

“Hi, cielo!” Lance greets, grinning wide and big at his boyfriend as he flops himself on Shiro’s lap on the sand, “Watcha doing?” He asks innocently, snuggling closer to Shiro and dropping his head on his shoulder, looking up with a bright smile.

Shiro’s own grey eyes turn soft at the sight of the beautiful brunet in his arms. Smiling gently, Shiro leans down and drops a quick kiss on his forehead.

“Nothing much, just looking for my favorite color.”