Voltron Season 1 Thoughts (Review)
Season 1 was a very good introduction to the series. We learned a bit of each character’s base personality and went into depth with some of them such as Pidge and Allura and even bits and pieces of Shiro’s past. We got to see Voltron’s power and the Galra’s cruelty and how seeing that cruelty changed Hunk.
Shay was being oppressed and when he realised he could do something about that, Hunk grew. He stopped being a coward and scared and changed. That was amazing character development on his part.
Pidge also had some good character development this season, going from pushing everyone away to find her family to coming to realise that the team was her family. Hunk and Pidge were probably the two characters who evolved the most in this season and I love that.
I don’t support the trans Pidge headcanon. I believe Pidge was happy to be a girl but made the same decision Mulan did where she chose to pose as a boy to help her family. But she seemed miserable cutting her hair and struggled to let the others in close until she told them she was a girl. I am not super pro- LGBTQ+ but I am okay with same sex couples as long as its not turned into a fetish. However, I am anti-transgenderism. I don’t like it. No hate for the people but it makes me uncomfortable.
Hunk/Shay is adorable though. I support it. I will read it. I write it too. Keith started off interesting and I love his bad boy traits, so sexy and it made him very cool but he also feels very one-note this season. Still sexy, but I don’t like his personality very much. Shiro and Allura do really shine for me this season too though. Shiro is very strong – struggling with PTSD, which was written awesome but still being there for everyone and trying his best as leader.
And Allura, omg girl, my heart. You lost your planet, your people, your family and you’re still fighting for the greater good. Like that is true kindness. The way she helped the Balmera omg and her speech brought tears to my eyes. She definitely is my favourite this season, followed by Shiro.
Lance annoyed me. Like he’s not bad, I know but this season wasn’t really good for him or for Keith, but he’s too shallow for me to like him just yet. The parade stuff and constant flirting annoyed me a lot. I think the only time I liked him was when he defended Pidge in the first episode, like covered her mouth and all to keep her from getting in trouble. Weirdly enough, the two moments I liked him were when he was defending Pidge, once from Iverson and once from Sendak. I think I’ve always been a Plance shipper lol but never admitted it because it felt like that one odd ship.
Overall, I feel this season was a good introduction to the series but it’s not one I rewatch constantly as a whole season. Oh forgot to mention, I also liked the little snippets we got of Shiro and Keith’s brotherly bond. Keith rescuing Shiro from quarantine was probably his best moment to me in this series as well as protecting him when he had a PTSD attack. So yeah, that was sweet!
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Thoughts I get while rewatching Voltron season 1 episode 1:
Matt you idiot! You just had to jinx it 🤦♀️wish granted I guess
Why was Lance so overconfident? I don't know if I want to laugh or cry
There really isn't any way to deny Lance's obsession with Keith during their first scenes together
And people say Keith doesn't have a sense of humor
Why does everyone have such a pointy jaw?
Why did I never realize or remember that Shiro's arm makes noise
Hunk was really worried about the aliens, huh
I just realized Pidge was the only one who took some stuff with her to space
How does nobody get queasy from Hunk vomiting?
Coran and Lance they really found each other
Tired dad needs to stop the kids from fighting
Shiro it's so dang obvious that Pidge is related to Matt and Sam she looks like a younger version of Matt
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@loturaweek2023 day 5: Runaways from Royal Nannies!
Melenor (named after her grandmother, in honor), Garrett (named by Coran, with a sadness Lotor now knew the man well enough to place), and Oria (a family name on Allura’s side) were supposed to be with their governess, right then.
As three small children ran giggling into Lotor’s legs, lifting his skirt cape around their shoulders so as to hide beneath it, he let out a huff of fond exasperation.
“And what, perchance, are you three doing here?” he asked them, the dignitary he stood speaking with giving an amused and knowing smile as he put their discussion of sewage on hold.
“Shhhshshsh!” Melenor urged, Garrett copying her and Oria copying them both with her chubby fingers.
“Oh?” Lotor arched his eyebrow. “What’s this? Are you hiding? Is that what you’re doing?”
The shushing redoubled, all three of them hissing at him louder than he’d spoken, and the dignitary lifted their pad to their lips to hide their smile.
A harried Altean woman with large muscles and hair pulled messily back in a bun rounded the corner, the sash at her hips fluttering with her rush. “Your Majesty,” she greeted, sounding somewhere between tired and defeated.
“Governess,” he returned politely. “I hope all is well, and the children are behaving themselves?”
More shushing from beneath his skirt cape, quieter now.
“About as well as they typically do, Your Majesty.”
“And where are my children, now?”
A tittering of giggles rose from beneath his skirt cape, all three pairs of tiny feet clearly visible, which the poor woman’s eyes landed on with something approaching exasperated fondness (heavier on exasperation, at that junction).
“I’m afraid I don’t know, my lord.”
“Unfortunate. But I’m sure they could not have gotten far. Perhaps they’ve gone to the kitchen again, I’ve heard there’s much to drink and snack on, there,” he gently prodded. He could look after the three of them for a bit. She looked like she could use a drink. And maybe a nunvill, but that wasn’t allowed while she was on the clock.
“A fine idea, Your Majesty, I’ll try there.”
She stalked off, swiping flyaways out of her face and leggings making a soft swishing sound as the legs brushed together, and Lotor waited until she was out of sight to lift his skirt cape to reveal the giggling children beneath it.
“You know, you really must stop causing her trouble,” he urged mildly, already fully aware that his children were unlikely to heed such words.
“We’re not!” Melenor insisted, “We just want to be with you!”
And quiznack it all if the little mite didn’t know she had her daddy wrapped around her finger. He sighed.
“I can’t imagine why. I’m not going to be very interesting, I have to talk about sewers, and pipes, and water decontamination, for hours. You’ll get bored.”
“Nuh uh!”
“Very well then, you may stay, but you must let me work,” he said firmly.
“Oh Lotor, you’re spoiling them again!”
Lotor and his children all looked up to see a miffed Allura approaching, and squeals of “Mama!” rang out as Lotor’s legs were swiftly abandoned for additional parental clinging.
“Me? My dear wife, never.”
“Always,” she accused, lifting Oria onto one hip and knocking a fist against the other. “You’re too indulgent.”
“But look at them,” he said, kneeling down and pulling Garrett and Melenor against his sides, squishing his face between theirs, “How can you say no to such faces, Allura?”
“Easily,” she said, giving him a flatly unimpressed look.
Lotor sighed. “Your mother is cruel, children. She is preparing you for the harshness of this world.”
“Where is your nanny?” she asked, ignoring his antics, and Lotor pouted.
“Papa sent her to the kitchen.”
“Then that is where we shall go. Come along, you three, your father has work to do right now,” she said pointedly, taking Garrett’s hand in the one not holding Oria and ushering Melenor forth.
He stooped to steal a kiss, which she indulged, and then continued herding them off while he stared after her fondly.
It was still such a joy, for him. To be a husband, a father, a caretaker. Someone whose children were not scared of him, not even at all. He would never have dreamed of running off from his Dayak and causing her the trouble these three caused their governess, and he would have never run to his father to hide from her. It felt good, that that was different for them. It felt right.
The dignitary cleared their throat and Lotor returned his attention to the subject at hand, putting thoughts of his children aside for the moment. He’d have plenty opportunity to indulge them all later.
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