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autisticlancemcclain · 3 months
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fic rec friday 60
hello and welcome to fic rec friday! where, on friday, i rec five of my favourite fics.
Dream, Seam by @ardett and @maychorian
Lance is the blue paladin. The Galra realize this before he does.
y'all....this au is insane. like genuinely one of the coolest concepts i have seen in this fandom. lance, taken by the galra as an infant and raised by them (altho they treat him like shit, obviously, so fair warning for that), as an asset, because they know he is the blue paladin, because he can See things he should not be able to see? and then he has to get integrated into voltron...yall nothing i can say can do this au justice. there's this almost ethereal feel to the entire fic, there were several moments where my chest was swoopy and my breathing was off bc i was like oh god oh god oh god. the complicated relationships, lance's struggle, and ALSO BONUS!!! das thace!!! i miss dad thace!!! do my fellow voltron geriatrics remember when dad thace was everywhere!! bc i do!! and i miss it!!!
2. five times someone didn't know keith and lance were dating, and one time everyone did by Shorty
Keith shrugs nonchalantly. “I’m still mad about the whole ‘babe’ thing.” ... Or, exactly what the title says.
there is nothing i can say about this fic that isn't in the title 💀 it's exactly what it says it is. and it hits. but some crumbs to intrigue you: 1) one of the tags on this fic is 'hunk is a hunk', 2) it's a 2016 fic, and 3) trust me.
3. Some Secrets Don't Need To Be Kept by @squirenonny
Keith finds out he's part Galra. It's not as big a deal as he expects.
look. sometimes i just want things to be soft. what if keith had it easy? for once in his fucking life? what if people chilled the hell out? for ten minutes? this is seven thousand words of people being like hey keith u know what. take it easy. we got u babes. and i am grateful
4. How to Fake an Interest in Biochemical Engineering by @squirenonny
Shiro has a crush on Matt Holt. But every time he runs into Matt he ends up embarrassing himself. Shiro's best friend Allura is no help. His little brother Keith is even worse. But Shiro is going to make his move before graduation if it kills him. (And it just might kill him.)
SHATT SHATT SHATT SHATT SHATT. shockingly, i didn't just choose this one bc of the recent discourse lol. this is another 2016 fic that i adore. it's just -- disaster shiro, whipped shiro, down bad shiro, sweet matt, cackling keith, shiro who is dying of embarrassment, gay as all fuck shiro, etc etc. it hits. i laughed.
5. Neighbors by starryeyedchar
Lance stood in front of him, but it was a Lance he'd never seen before. Granted, Keith didn't know him well by any means, but he was positive that the regular Lance would be leaning against the doorframe with a smirk, maybe a couple finger-guns. Not this. This Lance had wrapped himself in a blanket, and was still shivering slightly. His skin was much paler than usual, with flushed cheeks and sweat on his brow. He sniffled. “Um.” Or the one where Keith and Lance live in apartments next to each other, and Lance is too sick for Keith to just leave him by himself.
this one is just very dorky and sweet. i love any fic that captures the exact moment in keiths brain when he goes oh no oh shit oh fuck hes HAWT and lance looks like genuine actual shit actually. its so funny to me
that’s it for today!! i’ll see y’all back next friday for the next fic rec post!!!
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vldsideblog · 1 year
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The idea that Keith’s eyes glow in the dark comes with so much comedy value, especially pre Kerberos.
Keith spending the night at adam and Shiro’s house, getting a late night snack with the lights turned off. Shiro coming downstairs to see what the fuck this stupid teenager is doing at 3am, only to see two glowing eyes staring back at him.
Shiro just goes back to bed and convinces himself it’s a stress induced hallucination,
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theonlyrealerin · 9 months
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Aaaaaand if i told you that I have a VLD rewrite that is 64 chapters (ongoing) and 684,160 words and treats them like my ocs, what would we say?
("Are you insane" is likely the response, and my answer is yeah, and proud of it)
link:
https://archiveofourown.org/works/38455249
(i am on my hands and knees begging you to read it)
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mothmanavenue · 1 year
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so dust off your highest hopes, all i know is pouring rain and everything has changed
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truffle-draws-turtles · 4 months
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I did a thingy again.
The "what could have been rottmnt AU comic"
Trailer
Part 1
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I just made a chart and I feel it is crucial that everyone see
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i am slowly spiraling back into my voltron phase someone please save me—
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squishlamb · 1 year
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old voltron art from the good ol days </3
you can get them as stickers here :3
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jasperoura · 1 year
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happy birthday 🖤
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darkmoonsmirror · 6 months
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dp x blue exorcist
satan is actually Dan from a universe where Danny didn’t succeed in defeating him. Clockworks going through the timelines, checking for anomalies and the like and he… just… goes…oops. The Dan that was defeated and somewhat rehabilitated, Danny, and Dani are like ‘’oops’?what ‘oops’?what do you mean by ‘oops’?’ And then our favorite dumbasses and their support group get an all expenses paid trip to deal with the fuckery of satan!dans children ( that is including Rin and Yukio, cause they need all the help jazz is oh so willing to give). They’re deaged to rin and yukio’s age (except Dani she’s little)(otherwise known as adoptable age). Shiro looks at them and says is anyone going to parent these children and does not wait for an answer. Dani is trolling Mephisto and Amaimon so hard, like ‘baby brothers’ and Mephisto is just rolling with it. And Gehenna is the ghost zone where someone was able to get a last ditch wish to Desiree to lock down the ghost zone. Coal tars are blob ghosts that have been corrupted from having a corrupted king. Satan!Dans kids are the results of separating out the abilities he got from eating other ghosts, Mephisto is clockwork’s abilities, amaimon=undergrowth and so forth.
bonus if we have a bit of crossover with Constantine, who was somewhat parenting those kids, travels over to where the kids are, looks at shiro and Mephisto and says ‘I role to seduce’
Mephisto by dating the parent(s) of his (deaged)parent ‘I’m my own grandpa’
bonus bonus the male presenting dannys have a type( have both dated and/or married members of the batclan)and they here about yuri and how people describe her, look at each and wonder that they usually go for a louder and more aggressive competency than hers. Cue batkid(s) wondering where their so is, clockwork showing up asking ‘you want to know?you really want to know?’ And forgetting how much of a manipulator the Dannys said clockwork was, replied yes and so we have deaged batkid(s) running around with shura, looking for their trouble magnet plushy, ( I love dead on main, defying gravity, and dead serious. Any combination of Dan, Danny, Jason and dick are fine. Danny/Damian or Dani/Damian.) so we’d have dick(appearances are deceiving, the most unhinged bat child), Jason (if I can’t shoot it a tire iron works), and damian( if it is not sharp, what is the point?).
and I completely derailed at the end there.
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Shiro takes a deep breath — he can do this.
He can.
Sure, this maybe wasn’t part of the plan. Sure, he’s a little underprepared. But he’s managed to keep most of his plants alive, yeah? And his goldfish! So how hard can a child be?
He forces himself to repeat this as he closes the over door. Fine. This is fine. Keith’s a good kid, anyway. Yeah, maybe he’s got a bit of a kleptomania problem, but what teen doesn’t? Shiro used to steal shit all the time when he was a kid. Sure, he was stealing, like, CDs, and Keith has graduated to stealing automobiles, but Shiro is sure it’s fine.
Maybe Keith has a future career in the spy industry. Who is Shiro to suppress that path?
Shiro takes a moment to tilt his head down the hallway, listening carefully. There’s nothing — Keith must be reading, or something. (Really, he’s a pretty quiet kid.)
Deeming it safe, Shiro takes a moment to properly freak out. So he’s picked up a child, basically. Never can it be said that Shiro has wonderful control over his impulses. But this is something he’s wanted for a long time, right? A kid? He’s read the parenting books. He’s gone to seminars. This is a little different than he planned, sure, but it’s not like he could just leave Keith there. It was the right choice. It was fate!
The oven finally beeps, startling Shiro a little.
“Keith, kiddo! Dinner’s ready!”
There’s no sound of movement for a moment, for long enough that Shiro has enough time to take the mac ‘n cheese out of the oven and grab a couple bowls before Keith finally appears in the kitchen. He watches carefully as Shiro attempts to cut the food into square-ish portions.
It crackles, in a way pasta does not usually crackle.
“I think I’m going to need some hot sauce for that,” Keith says politely.
Shiro sighs, looking forlornly at the attempt of dinner.
“Yeah, I don’t blame you. There’s a bottle of what Adam calls ‘asshole liquifier’ on the top shelf of the pantry. That’s probably the only thing that’s going to work.”
Keith laughs, then looks startled, like he’s shocked he actually made the sound. He stands strangely for a moment, like he’s not sure what to do.
Shiro hides a smile in his hand.
The food is, frankly, kind of horrible. And that’s putting it lightly. Obviously, Shiro has some work to do — there’s a reason Adam cooks for the two of them, usually. But Keith actually sits at the table with him, for the whole time, and answers Shiro’s nosy questions about his hobbies and interests and what have you. Monosyllabic, yes or no answers, sure, but answers none the less. Progress. Plus, Keith even looks like he isn’t miserable.
He looks…calm. Chill, even.
Maybe Shiro really can handle this.
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based on this video
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vldsideblog · 1 year
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Shiro has insane big brother instincts. Like he had to keep Keith out of trouble. This man just Knows when some bullshittery is going on.
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saltedbreadstick · 2 years
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they’re a 10 but they’ve seen all of voltron legendary defender
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alexiethymia · 1 year
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realization
summary: [Post-TYBW] Momo falls in love. It's messy business. 
[read on ao3]
part 1
It happens on an ordinary day.
They’re in his office sharing amanatto from Isane-fuku –no, Isane-taichou now (she still feels echoes of sadness. It seems so unfair for someone so kind to just be gone, for Momo to still remain when the reason she – and many others – remains alive in the first place is no longer here, and yet -), the weather is pleasant, a mild breeze entering through the open window that she cannot help but feel at peace.
When before, Isane-san might have joined her, unfortunately, her new responsibilities keep her busy. Rangiku-san, for some reason, had escaped with a hearty wave and a cheeky wink that she still had trouble deciphering. It was fortunate that her captain hadn’t been there when she made her speedy exit (however knowing Rangiku-san, it had probably been intentional), so when Hitsugaya-kun returns to a room bereft of his vice-captain, and containing only a package of amanatto and a sheepish smile, he can only sigh in resignation.
He apologizes for doing work while she’s visiting, but this – him at his desk, eyes glued to his papers but keeping an ear out, and her, animated and gushing about the newest manga she’s been reading – is more than enough for Momo.
He hadn’t really understood, but Momo was nothing if not a voracious reader, so when Hirako-taichou had brought back picture books from the Living World called ‘manga’ from his friends, it was inevitable that she’d get hooked. She even managed to get Nanao-san to join in her latest reading obsession, not without a lot of nudging from Yadomaru-taichou. Still, not even Yadomaru-taichou could get either of them to try out the racier ones she preferred.
It is in the midst of her latest spiel on the ending of a manga she had been reading (‘-so moving, even when it seemed like she loved another, he was steadfast-’ eyebrows bunched together in confusion, ‘I thought this was a story about hanafuda’ ‘It’s karuta, Shiro-chan.’ His unimpressed look shows he still didn’t understand the difference.) that he suddenly interjects.
“So it’s the same as that manga,” it’s awkward in his mouth, but he says it anyway, and only with a slight grimace, “with the princess and her guardian?”
Here, Momo stops, stares. “Which one?”
He waves the hand holding his brush around in a lazy gesture, “The one where the princess was betrayed by her first love who kills her father, and she runs away with her guardian. You said she eventually falls in love with her guardian who’s loved her since childhood.”
Momo continues to stare. Hitsugaya-kun, misunderstanding her gaze, shifts his eyes away, “Did I get it wrong?”
Momo flails, waving her arms wildly, “No, no! You’re right, it’s just like that one. It’s just…” She bites her lip, hesitating on whether or not to continue. Hitsugaya-kun merely raises a brow, waiting.
Momo shakes her head. It’s silly. It’s just that, she talked about that one with him, months and months ago. This is the first time they’ve actually been alone since the invasion. Whenever she’d go off-tangent, he’d be nodding along absentmindedly as he scrutinized another report Rangiku-san left unfinished. She’d always assumed he wasn’t really interested and Momo didn’t begrudge him that since she knew with certainty that he’d give her his full attention if it was something truly important. It was just nice to spend time with him.
She’d actually forgotten about that particular story till he mentioned it. It had resonated with her, a story about admiration turning into poison. Reading that story made her feel like water was filling her lungs, and yet she still pushed through, just so she could see that girl of fire reignited.
“It’s actually not yet finished. We still don’t know what happens to the both of them from here on out…” she says quietly, in contrast to her earlier energy. Hitsugaya-kun only nods. Funny, she remembers that story made her feel like drowning, so why is it that now, as she looks into Hitsugaya-kun’s eyes, she feels like burning like that girl of fire? (It was a story that resonated with her.)
That particular interaction done, Momo expects Hitsugaya-kun to go back to his reports, expects it, wishes it even (if only so she no longer has to look into his eyes). Instead, not only does he continue looking at her, he surprises her by saying,
“Your hair has gotten longer.”
She brushes the ends of her hair self-consciously, “What are you talking about, Shiro-chan? No, it hasn’t. It’s still the same.”
“Yes, it has,” he drawls.
“No, it hasn’t.”
“Yes, it has.”
Momo pouts. This is silly. What they’re doing is silly, arguing about her hair of all things.
Momo is happy about where they’ve ended up after the invasion. Shiro-chan’s shoulders are lighter as if his captain’s cloak isn’t so heavy anymore. The lines on his face have lessened, and Momo couldn’t be more thankful. But just because she was happier that he smiled more didn’t mean she wasn’t entitled to feel disgruntled at the self-satisfied smirk on his face, no matter how slight it may be.
She was about to launch into another denial when he surprises her yet again.
Shiro-chan – Hitsugaya-kun reaches his arm across his desk toward her. He lets his fingertips kiss the ends of her short hair, and brushes a wayward strand away from her forehead, before retreating.
It is only then that Momo breathes out (she didn’t realize she’d been holding her breath in the first place).
“Be careful,” he says, voice sly, “You don’t want to burn your hair off accidentally – again – like that disastrous kido training session.”
It takes a while for her to place the event, but when she does, she really can’t help the full-blown pout. Oh, she’s worked herself up and crossed the threshold to righteous indignation (otherwise, she’ll have to examine everything else going on right now). “Honestly, Hitsugaya-kun! That only happened because you weren’t paying attention!” Actually no, she’d just been recruited into the Gotei, and Hitsugaya-kun right after her. She’d been so excited to train with him (to impress him if she was being honest) that things got out of hand and her hair got caught in a shakkaho spell.
(She can’t believe she forgot, but now that she remembers, what sparks vividly in her memories is the rapid transition of Hitsugaya-kun’s expression from feigned disinterest to heart-stopping panic.)  
Graciously, Hitsugaya-kun doesn’t contradict her version of events, but he does catch her attention, “Hinamori,” just one word, her name, so firmly that she pauses (and holds her breath again) when he smiles (not a smirk or a grin, but a true-blown smile that she’s only ever glimpsed once-), “How many times do I have to tell you? It’s not ‘Hitsugaya-kun’, it’s ‘Hitsugaya-taichou’.”
Oh.
This isn’t Shiro-chan’s smile, because she’s hardly ever seen him smile when they were kids.
Oh.
It’s not that his cloak isn’t heavy anymore, it’s just that he’s grown into it, even if in truth he’s only grown a mere centimeter.
Oh.
This is what she’d felt back then when she’d first seen that smile, this disquiet and unease, and curious perfect blankness that she’d felt when she realized that her Shiro-chan had transformed into a captain. That same feeling that she was being left behind, but still, the awe that she could not help, as she gazed at him soaring in the heavens, her Shiro-chan (because no matter what he would always be her Shiro-chan) protecting them all. This same feeling she’d pushed aside, unconsciously, time and again, in order to avoid thinking about it, because otherwise everything would – change.
(Oh, she finally understands, Rangiku-san.)
It happens on an ordinary day. The light doesn’t hit him just right. He hasn’t grown any taller than her. They still haven’t finished the amanatto Isane-taichou carefully packed for them as a souvenir. That brilliant smile slowly fades away into a look of confusion, the more she sits there, gaping at him, “Hinamori?”
It is on a perfectly ordinary day that Momo realizes she’s in love with him.
Him.
Hitsugaya-taichou.
Hitsugaya-kun.
Shiro-chan.
“Hinamori…?” He asks again, this time worry coloring his voice. He reaches out a tentative hand, but Momo bolts upright. She consciously stills her arms against her sides, else she’ll instinctually try and cover her (burning, burning) face.
“Hi-Hitsugaya-taichou!” She stuttered! She has never stuttered in front of him. She feels conscious of everything - her too-loud voice, the ends of her hair brushing her shoulders, her fisted hands, her scarlet face. “I beg your leave. I forgot that I have to meet with Hirako-taichou right about…now. Yes, now! I have to go right at this moment. Bye!”
And before Hitsugaya can so much as grasp at her – to ask what on earth was wrong, he didn’t expect his oft-repeated reminder to garner such a reaction, it was habit by now, was she mad at him, did he do anything – she has already shunpoed away leaving behind only the scent of peach blossoms, and a confused captain in her wake.
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“Momo! Where’s the fire? What’s got ya in so much of a hurry?” One thing that Shinji noticed about his lieutenant was how graceful she was. Even when she was only walking, she always seemed so light on her feet, as if dancing on flower petals. There is none of that grace, here, now, as she barrels head first into him.
“Taichou!” Her head shoots up, voice so panic-stricken that Shinji’s heart jolts. He places the back of his hand against her forehead. “Ya running a fever or somethin’? If you’re sick, you should head to the fourth. Don’t go runnin’ yourself ragged, I promise I’ll finish all the paperwork.”
She shakes her head lightly. “Never mind that,” Wait, what? Momo not reminding him about his paperwork? This must be serious. “Do you notice anything different about me, Hirako-taichou?”
“Besides you bein’ outta breath, ya mean?” Even if he had no idea whatsoever about what was going on with his lieutenant, Shinji still decided to indulge her. If anyone deserved a scheduled psychotic break, it was her. He grasped his chin in hand and scrutinized her. Ah, he knew what this was about. His face was introduced enough times to a straw sandal for him to not say the right thing this time around.
“Don't worry, you haven’t gotten fatter. Heck, I think you should eat more. You’re light as a bird.” There, Hiyori would have no excuse to kick his face in now.
“Thank you, sir,” she says, voice clipped, “But no, I mean do you think my hair has gotten longer?”
Shinji narrows his eyes and looks closer, huffs out, “Nah, it hasn’t changed a bit.”
Evidently, that had been the wrong thing to say. Flabbergasted, Shinji could only watch as his lieutenant buried her face into her hands to muffle a frustrated scream.
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peters-safe-space · 1 year
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chatdc · 1 year
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hi just wondering if anyone would be interested in a fic where before kerberos lance and shiro were dating (kind of like a sugar daddy agreement minus the daddy kink ofc) and lance told shiro not to go to kerberos but shiro didnt listen. they had a huge fight and broke up. when they find shiro lance is happy but still mad and they agree to not talk about their past relationship for the sake of voltron. everyone finds out they used to be together during a bonding exercise and use mind meld thing. they fight and stuff idk i really like angry lance.
im also thinking of doing a small klance so keep that in mind
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