#and also of shiro and keith

[klancer-warrior]

young broganes sketches bc I love them so intensely. you guys don't understand how much broganes means to me I love them so much I cry abt them. there's a reason the black paladins is my fave episode and I rewatch it all the time. gosh here comes the waterworks again.

[bluemantics]

JULANCE DAY 7: PILOT

Boy, things aren’t going well.

“Lance, on your left!”

Forearms aching, Lance swings Blue sideways and grunts as her shoulder takes the impact. Well, better than her head. He shoots off an ice blast and continues to push through the unending fleet of Galra fighters. The exertion of his movements has him panting, but he can’t falter. Inside a floating Galra base, Pidge is retrieving a key piece of information about the location of a crucial Galran engineering facility. Keith is defending her as they weave through what Lance knows to be repetitive, sterile hallways. But he can’t afford to think about them now. What they need is total focus on his part, eyes trained on the enemy, hands flying over controls. In any case, their communication is cut off until mission completion, so his worrying won’t subside by pinging Keith and demanding an update.

On the outside, it’s Shiro, Lance, and Hunk’s jobs to distract part of the fighting force to space. Sentries and soldiers alike charge him in different shaped crafts. Mindless, he takes them down one by one, trying not to linger too long on the knots in his chest at the way they swarm.

“I can’t get them off me!” Hunk’s wail draws Lance’s attention briefly to his dash, where video comms show his best friend shaking with a terrified expression. While Hunk was occasionally known to exaggerate, Lance recognized a real distress call when he saw it.

“I’m coming, buddy!” He shouted, viciously pushing off the next sentry drone and spurring off toward where his sensors detected Hunk.

He’d been right to move quickly. Yellow was swiping and shooting wildly as a butt-ton of small, suction-like Galran ships tried to stick to her. If past inventions could be trusted as reference, Lance was sure that any of them sticking would likely cause a minor explosion.

“Shit,” he huffed, sweat beading into his eyes. Ignoring the discomfort, he launched toward his friend and began tearing through the little explosive drones.

One attached to Yellow’s foreleg joint at the same time as another attached to Blue’s body. Both paladins winced as the lions rocked with the slight force, then continued to fire off counterattacks with more precision. Luckily, their patterns weren’t impossible to learn, and eventually they were replaced by run-of-the-mill laser fire.

“Thanks, Lance!” Hunk breathed heavily as he spoke, weakly shooting Lance a semi-relieved smile as they continued their earlier formation.

“Don’t mention it,” Lance grinned.

Right as Lance was about to merge with the fray, Shiro’s video stream replaced Hunk’s. He looked little better than the younger paladins; his body was tense as he continued to shoot off sharp, minute attacks.

“Lance!” he shouted, purple light flashing across his cabin. “Keith just commed in. He and Pidge are ready for pickup and you’re on it!”

Instantly, ice flooded Lance’s veins, and he twitched subconsciously in his seat.

“But I thought that was your job?” he protested, eyes darting over to Shiro’s and returning to his battle.

“You’re closer, and I can’t shake these bandits! I think they have orders to surround Black specifically, maybe because of Zarkon.”

Normally, Lance thought it was super cool when Shiro used military slang. Right now, though, he really wished those “bandits” would fuck off. During Allura’s briefing, they’d agreed Shiro would do this job for a very specific reason.

“This is going to be extremely challenging and time-sensitive, so listen to what I’m about to tell you.”

Bingo. Extremely challenging. Time sensitive. Not exactly words you’d associate with a cargo pilot masquerading as a soldier. Lance felt every one of his inhales rattle against his armor as the gravity of his situation sank in. A line of sweat traced between his ear and his eye, snaking down to his jaw.

“You have to go right to the programmed site on the Galra cruiser. Weave in past the cannons, exactly in the discussed ‘sweet spot’ where they can’t hit you.”

Awesome. Difficulty number one: narrow spaces with precision control.

“If you’re too early, then small aircraft will be deployed to your location. Too late, and you’ll miss Keith and Pidge entirely.”

Difficulty two: not getting shot at or leaving behind his friend and his… rival? Teammate? Somewhat awkward almost-friend? Whatever.

“Are you sure you can’t do this?” Lance managed, weaving and darting away from the battle zone so he could get in position.

“It has to be you,” Shiro informed him, dark gaze steady as it alighted on Lance. “I believe in you, pilot.”

His heart practically beat its way out of his chest at the acknowledgement. Okay, fuck. Guess he was doing this.

“Roger,” he signed off, shutting down their private comm line. If he thought he had to focus before, now he was focused tenfold. A counter popped up on his dash, ticking down from one minute— the pickup time.

He sucked in a slow, mindful breath. Suspended for just a moment in dark space, he let the sparks below fade away, let the sounds dull. Gently, he let his eyelids fall, and he tried to picture Veradero Beach. Crashing, reliable waves, keeping a steady beat even in the worst of the heat and the storms. Grounding sand covering his feet.

Thud. Thud. Thud.

Lance rolled out his shoulders, flexed out his arms from elbow to fingertip, and snapped open his eyes.

Let’s go, fighter pilot.

Briefly ignoring the counter, he leaned forward into his controls, pushing Blue faster and faster to the belly of the beast. He refused to let his nerves surface for even a moment; a second of slipping would cost everything. As he approached cannon one, Shiro’s words echoed in his mind

I believe in you.

Weave, slide, and boom— he made it past one.

Only one more.

He held himself up, hands clenched as the ocean crashed like a drumbeat in the depths of his memories.

Weave, slide, swish— second cannon done.

Now, facing the trapdoor exit with only five seconds left on his clicker (which flashed an unhelpful bright red warning), he slotted Blue’s jaws in a seal over the opening.

The countdown wound out. Three, two, one.

All at once, the trapdoor slid open. Lance braced himself as he heard clanking from below, followed by a shout, then footsteps. Suddenly, fear choked Lance’s chest and stalled his movements.

Did a Galra soldier follow Keith and Pidge into the lion? Or worse, did one manage to take them down and run in past their unconscious bodies?

“Lance!” Keith. That was Keith, undoubtedly. Acting on instinct, Lance shoved the lion jaws closed and pulled back from the cruiser, rocketing away from the Galra ship as fast as he could.

Blue purred in his mind, conjuring images of Keith and Pidge slumped together in her below deck. Alone, thank God, and seemingly uninjured. Just exhausted. Lance replied with his thanks, and numbly reached for the comm line with Shiro.

“Package secured,” he said, pins and needles pricking across his skin as the adrenaline began to pulse off his body. His hands vibrated against the steering.

“See? I told you,” Shiro replied through a knowing grin. He opened up a comm line between the three lions, ordering them to return to the castle and announcing the mission as complete.

Silently, Lance obeyed, relief coursing through him and finally enabling him to relax. A switch flipped in his body at the familiar “complete” signal, relaxing all his muscles at once.

“I’m a fighter pilot,” he muttered to himself, pulling off his helmet as the castle came into view.

When he lifted his hand to wipe sweat off his lip, he realized he was smiling.

[evi-anxiety]

POV: You're a soldier fighting a war that isn't yours. You quite literally sleep on the battlefield, and you look into space with the hope that one of those stars is your very distant Sun. You might die tomorrow, and you haven't even graduated school yet. But it doesn't matter, because there are thousands of others who perished before learning their own name, and now you must make up for the guilt of even wanting to go home in the first place.

[salmoninzeeweed]

When I get a letter (the news) saying that my husband (voltron) died in battle (is leaving Netflix) (im ending it all)

[klanced]

when adam met 11yo keith he immediately knew that keith was gay and was like i have GOT to support this kid!! (runs into traffic) meanwhile shiro spent years operating under the assumption that keith had like a gender thing going on

[mothmanavenue]

can i confess something else that will absolutely get me stoned in the town square since im dropping my unpopular opinions. I don’t like altean broadsword Lance. i already disliked red paladin Lance. the broadsword was like rubbing salt in the wound. why couldn’t he have his own niche. why was his character development just making him keith. i understand that it was like “he accepts that he doesn’t have to be a leader and excels as a co-leader and you can find happiness that way yada yada yada”. but you could’ve done that without making him keith. also now give him something unique, cool, that falls in line with his sniper bit. i’m not saying just give him another gun, im saying give him something quiet and lethal. like a garotte. yeah i want garotte lance.

i yap a lot more in my notes by the way if you were interested in other unpopular opinions. don’t send me hate messages or comments i won’t read it and will block viciously i also will not be debating this this is my hill to die on <3

[namesblue]

It's insane to me that ppl really think it's weird or even incestuous to ship two characters that say "they are brothers" when they aren't actually blood related or weren't raised together as siblings. IT'S NOT INCEST!!!

[im-smart-i-swear]

ok google voltron legendary defender season 6 episode 5 the black paladins free online watch where

[heynhay]

mid week klance because my queen @klanced is on the struggle so I made lawyer au

[kismetconstellations]

@sockdooe, This is the full original image:

According to the Tumblr post I originally snagged it from, it's an early piece of promotional artwork, meant to depict Keith as the series's central character. Shiro is shoved into the background, presumably to illustrate that he was intended to fulfill a Doomed Mentor role.

[alluraaaa]

shiro would be a very good dad but doesn’t want to be. after leading a war effort for who knows how long he wants to focus on himself and his husband (at least until adam convinces him to adopt a pet or two)

he does, however, become an uncle. keith becomes a dad and vows to be the best he can be after about a decade of shitty foster parents. and shiro has the big brother thing of always seeing his little siblings as little kids, so to see his baby brother have babies of his own makes him very emotional. and keith is scared to fuck up but if shiro believes in him he can do anything

[sicpvon]

rating the packaging that my funkopop voltron figures came in because what the frick

shiro: very polite, just a box his size.

keith: in a makeshift box and then contained in a zip lock bag???? why is he in jail

allura: raw doging a plastic mail package bag. she came unharmed tho

lance: he was cushioned with newspaper on the sides and was wrapped in not one, not two, not three, but SIX LAYERS OF NEWSPAPER. princess treatment fr.

hunk: enroute... when is my boy coming home

pidge: also enroute. give me my green shorty NOOOWWWW

[bluemanticism]

Keith Kogane being a fighter draped unwillingly in a lions cape, a self-sacrificing lone wolf leaving the pack before it bites him, a fierce warrior protecting a bloody wounded heart, a soldier unwilling to be special but forced into it by virtue of destiny, a son and a child scared of the world that hurts him so often, a protector and gentle soul despite the world that hurts him so often, a leader who didn’t get a choice and failed and failed but still tried his best, tried to do good, who watched Good all around him and admired it so much he choked on it, cried for it, begged to be like those he loved without realizing he was so loved already: for his endless well of hope that seemed to spill over whenever things got too messy or too dangerous. and he could have turned his back on it when he was scarred over and over but he refused because Keith Kogane refuses to turn his back on his enemies, his allies, and even strangers. KEITH THE MAN THAT YOU WILL GROW TO BE IN MY MIND.

[atiianeishaunted]

cant find the tweet but yk that one "interesting how its always "midoriya's straight midoriya's straight!!" but never "bakugo is straight"" that was the voltron fandom but with lance and keith

[iamurpaladin]

I haven't posted about my agendas for ages but like.

Slutty keith + tired overprotective older brother shiro

Like keith wearing a crop top and flirting with lance cause he can and lance fully malfunctioning cause keith is wearing a crop top

And shiro just coming up and putting his jacket on keith and full on glaring at lance for flirting with his baby brother

[sukoshininja]

Voltron: Legendary Defender S01E02 - Some Assembly Required

part 2.52 of 2.60

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