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drops in 2 years later. i hope y’all are livin ur best lives <3

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Tired admiral Shirogane. (Redraw from The Office)

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Shiro as a Blade?

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“some people are stars. you know, the kind of people who shine brightest in the dark, who keep their place even as the skies change who can always guide us back home no matter how far we’ve strayed or how lost we are. they burn and they shine and they twinkle, so that we might look up in your bleakest nights and find something bright to look at. but you– my god, you are a sun. you don’t just shine in the dark– you drive it away like an angel banishing stray demons you don’t just keep your place as the skies change– you make the skies change around you you didn’t just guide me home– you gave me a place to call home when I had none you made yourself a home for me you burned and you shined and you flared, so that I would never have to face the shadows of the night for as long as I had you to blaze for me.”

— and the stars aren’t bright enough for me anymore ( j.p. )

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when shiro's mother was alive, she made sure his birthday was celebrated 2x, on both the 28th and the 1st. after she and his sister died, and it was just his father left, birthdays became a small affair with a candle, and a wish to see the stars that his mother spoke of so fondly, in person.

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protect him

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i just want it to be known that shiro does know how to cook. 

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some VLD trash i streamed last month ;_;  Shiro’s long hair is my forever Big Mood.

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                                          i survived…                                                        …but i paid for it

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‘ it must have been difficult to endure.. so much. my condolences, captain. ‘

he offers a smile , pushing back the feelings of anxiety and pain that rise with the mention of his past.  his time as champion was something he tried to keep at bay for fear that if he dwell upon it too long , he would lose himself to the memories.  even now he can still see the blood stained on his skin , and smell the stink of sweat , blood , and filth that he lived in for a year.    “  thank you for that , but it’s in the past now.  ”    a lie ; it still lingers in his thoughts , waiting to rise up.  yet , he would not let it consume him.

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❣️ ( gimme some of those platonic kisses )

❣️ for a mistletoe kiss!

they’ve been caught beneath the mistletoe ( which hunk has so aptly informed them is a parasite , but who really cares about that ) , and he’s watched his friends participate in the customary kiss that takes place beneath.  he normally avoids the plant , not quite interested in the intimacy of it , but he’s been distracted and finds himself there anyway with pidge at his side.  lance insists that he can’t get out of it this time , and finds himself laughing.  he’s known pidge for some time , and he’s not so against joining in the holiday cheer.  he draws her in by the shoulders and places a kiss atop her head , smiling.    “ merry christmas , pidge.  ”

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kaiera » nostraen‌

with him, they see no darkness. he is the guiding light that they had missed their entire life. they never thought they would be deserving of a love so tender,  &  pure, so sweet  &  fulfilling. truly, they had been blessed by the universe.  a trembling sigh escapes them, eyes closing as they feel shiro’s kiss , sneak closer to their soulmate as fingers of free hand gently interlace with his.  ‘ thank you .  i  feel … i’m  alright ,  my  love .  you .. save me. everytime.’  they murmure,  meaning so much more than the simple act of shielding with one’s body. it was as if shiro’s own heart, was constantly protecting theirs.     ‘  i love you , takashi . ’

they take a moment to brush their cheek against shiro’s, pausing as the warmth fills them, a gesture their culture used to communicate trust, love, & closeness. it was truly as if nothing existed in that moment but the two of them. pulling away, kaiera wipes their face clean of tears, sniffling softly.  ‘ we made quite a mess, didn’t we.  what do we do with them now.. ? ’

it is you that has saved me , he wants to say.  to assure kaiera that his life would be darker without them , deprived the warmth they never stop offering him.  where once he was cold , he now stood bathed in the gentlest fire.  he squeezes his hand , fingers interlocked with kaiera’s , and laughs softly , returning the brush of their cheeks , reveling in the contact and the depth of it’s meaning.  nothing in his life had prepared him for kaiera , or the depth of their love for him , but he knew he wanted it no other way.    

his name sings from kaiera’s lips , and touches a part of shiro that only they can reach.  intimate , drowning out the world for a brief moment.    “  as i love you , kaiera.  ”    words so simple could not truly encompass how deeply he felt , but they would have to do for now.  he brushes aside their bangs , smiling fondly as they wipe their face dry and he contemplates the warlords fate.  death , revenge , wasn’t what he desired for the coalition.    “  what if we brought them in , offered them the opportunity to assist in the war efforts , to fight with us ?  i’d like to think that people could change , if they wanted.  ”

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For every “⏳” I receive, my muse will openly talk about a bit of their backstory.

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35.

my muse dies in your muse’s arms.

          “ lotor! ”

          it seems pointless.  screaming into the astral as if someone might hear him , but it’s all he has , confined to this plane , watching his friends battle each other.  they fight as if death is the only viable outcome , but it should never have come to this.  some part of him believes he is to blame.  if only he had been there , been himself to divert the impending battle , to cease the fighting and work this out.  lotor had wanted to change the future for the galra , and he knew that hadn’t been altered.  perhaps there was no forgetting the choices he made , but would they condemn him when he wanted to be better?  would they be so unforgiving as to sentence him to a mindless death , consumed by energy so powerful it could ruin him?

          “ lotor! ”

          he wished desperately that it wouldn’t be so.  but where keith had once heard him , he now stood alone amidst a field of blinding light , surrounded by energy that continued to press down on him , crushing black until he was sure they’d collapse into themselves.  they were quickly running out of time , and his fears were slowly growing.  he could hear the others shouting , understood that they would die here if they stayed any longer , and it became painfully apparent they intended to leave lotor behind. 

          he doesn’t know if it’s black , the quintessence , his charged feelings , or a combination of everything , but the dynamic shifts and he can see lotor sitting in the cockpit of the sincline.  his heart aches at the sight of him , lost and consumed by the energy pulsing through every fiber of this dimension.  it warps and twists him until he becomes something almost unrecognizable.

          “  lotor , listen to me —  ”    but his voice goes unheard as he watches lotor fight voltron with single-minded focus.  shiro knows that he can’t be heard , but it doesn’t stop him from reaching out , from pressing a palm to lotor’s cheek , holding him gently despite the deranged , feral look that painted his features.  he didn’t know if lotor could hear him through the quintessence pouring out of his veins , blinding him to everything , or if somewhere deep inside he was desperately trying to reach back , but he didn’t pull away and shiro forged on.

          “  i’ll find you , lotor.  i won’t leave you to die alone.  i won’t.  ”    he cradles his face between his hands , metal thumb caressing his cheek , and vows to himself that he would find a way to make this right.  he stares into lotor’s unflinching gaze , pained by the lack of recognition and feels the pull of black , dragging him away.    “  i promise.  ”