Kuron Deserved Better

shiro kuron

From a cosplay by .@coley_wog on tiktok

Yall Fuyuhiko must be quakin rn cause mafia Gundham is too powerful

Waiting for you

From our Instagram @/bravepaladins

Sometimes falling in love with a character is about seeing yourself in a character, or what you could be, and drawing strength and inspiration from them.

And sometimes it’s like finding an angry opossum in a dumpster, eating your trash, and deciding it’s your baby.

me with any media i enjoy

here’s one for the polar opposite sentiment

full offense but none of you would have ever survived fanfiction.net in 2009

bold of you to assume I was not forged in that dark crucible

I’m just here reading the notes that are full of 20 somethings flexing on how they started reading fanfic in the 2000s meanwhile half my dashboard will see this, laugh and scroll on past cuz when they started on fanfic the internet hadn’t been invented yet and you had to sign up to a physical mailing list to get typed up slash fic posted to you.

YahooGroups? Anyone remember YahooGroups? And before that it was mailing lists with massive emails that went out. And I didn’t get into online fanfic and rp until I was out of college so I was behind the curve for my generation

Messing around on my sister’s iPad today and colored an old sketch. Have some baby Shiro, Ryou, and Kuron/Jiro. Jiro’s new to the twin thing, but he’ll fit in before he knows it.

please don’t repost :)

@aairachnid @weareshiro

a pervasive and frankly borderline toxic issue in fandom these days is how popular headcanons are elevated to the status of being irrefutable canon and so insanely clung to and that when they are challenged, majority of fandom lose their damn minds and forget they was the ones to make the shit up in the first place 

#im not a CANON IS END ALL BE ALL person at all#but once fandom gets locked in on a specific headcanon and they can find a way to weaponize a moral reason why it is SO#fuggetaboutit#and its EXHAUSTING to watch tbh#going into non-edit tags is like setting urself on fire#and im a FANDOM OLD and  like lol it wasn’t always like this

#your headcanons might be important#they might enhance your canon experience by a fuckton#they might make all kinds of sense to you#but literally none of that makes them actual canon#LITERALLY NONE OF IT#and its exhausting to see ppl villified for not falling in line with certain headcanons

we’re the motherfucking pony pals, and we’re here to fuck. shit. UP.

The blame credit for this goes to @naked-bee, Duckface, and, of course, the ever glorious @sonnetstuck. and also andrew hussie i guess? and jeanne betancourt? these credits are getting too long

AAAAAAHHHHHH! 

@ancharan, this is so good!!!!  I mean, first I am pulled in by Anna’s glowing blue eyes and the tease of her glowing arm!  and then I notice her halo!?!  and then Pam’s tensely skeptical expression - oh wait! and then there’s Pawnee and her face!  that expression is just fantastic!  and her truly masterfully drawn hands clutching the flask!  her whole pose is a fantastic use of body language!  perfection!

then my eyes travel up and see Acorn and Minos in all their glory - full-on flame-backed silhouettes, Acorn snarling and bucking while Minos perches elegant and cool on his back, unmoved by Acorn’s freak-out.  and they have halos too!?!?   I love halos!!!!!!!

then above the title Jeanne and Dirk!  Jeanne looks so wise and accepting while Dirk looks so distressed.  and they way the background is fully orange by the time the gradient reaches them.  and the way they hover over, peering down at the rest of the figures.  Ugh!  it’s wonderful!

This is so fantastic and I love it!!!

You’ve just realized something strange about the humans. They’re a race that joined the galaxy recently, but you’ve just found evidence of them already been part of it for many millennia before, but it feels like everybody’s forgotten.

We were delighted when the people calling themselves ‘humans’ joined the spacefaring races. They were clever and agile, hot-tempered and humorous, fierce and yet friendly, a young species with much to offer us. 

Most species are still delighted. But we are the Bybleotekar, the recorders of the spaceways, and we have begun to wonder. Our merry companions are… not different, but too much the same. They understand so readily, accept so quickly - most new species have trouble adjusting to dealing with aliens, to the realities of space travel, to the sheer bigness of the universe. But the humans are so adaptable, so ready for it all, they might be remembering something they’ve forgotten, not learning something new. 

Some of us, the Izaslanik of the Bybleotekar, the gatherers of information for the record keepers, began encouraging humans to join us, that we might study them more closely. They like the work - they are a curious species, delighting in new knowledge, and they make able assistants. My human companion is named Mira, a young female. She is a good companion, who sings sweetly and laughs often. 

When Mira struck the first blow against what I thought I knew of the universe, against illusions soon to shatter that I had thought were truth, we were attending the coronation of a lesser Netar of the Kktil, recording the customs and ceremonies and unofficially enjoying the colourful celebrations. Mira was watching the dancing, her mouth widened in a ‘smile’. “It’s so pretty,” she said, her hairless face sheened with sweat under the hot sun. “I love the turquoise jewellery.” She pointed to the bright blue stones that bedecked the dancers. “I should buy some. Our homeworld doesn’t have any turquoise, you know. Only a few pieces we brought with us when we came.” 

It takes me a little while to understand what she said. It is only later, during the feasting, that I turn to her again. “You said your homeworld doesn’t have turquoise. Only… what you brought with you. Do you mean turquoise you have bought offworld, since you joined the spaceways?” 

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bitches be like *checks the notes of the post they made .3 seconds ago to see if it has any notes because they were a “gifted” child who never felt like they were good enough so they constantly tried to gain other people’s approval in order to feel good about themselves and still depends on that to feel valuable*

tag yourself im bitches

Twisting the knife a bit...

Shiro play-wrestled with the Paladins.

Initially it started as training, but it always disolved into a free-for-all to Take Down The “TeamDad” and a tangled dogpile with “training” completely forgotten. And sometimes the Team’d try to set up an “ambush” during non-training hours (if it looked like a Good Headspace Day for Shiro.)

Shiro’s body slowly adjusted back to playfighting as a form of affection, easing his fear that he’d end up having an episode and hurt them, which he finally admitted to his friends. (“We know.”)

But as much as it allowed Shiro to heal and check their progress both, that Fear that they hadn’t yet beaten him—that someday they might need to take him down—remained. Quietly he asks Pidge to prepare for that—just in case. Just for his own peace of mind.

And then he was gone.

-

And then “he” came back.

Except now there’s this hardness and desperation that just wasn’t there before—or were they too self absorbed to notice it? That awful haunted look almost never leaves his eyes now. He runs them harder, and snaps at them more, except it’s always runs headlong into...something...he either can’t say or just keeps biting back.

Despite “Shiro’s” increasing insistance, sometimes to the verge of near tears, the Team doesn’t take those ambushes outside of training. There’s no play to them, now. Instead they’ll try small ways to get him to relax, that he’s safe. A quick peck on the cheek or forehead, a shoulder squeeze or hug. The meals gradually having at least one of his favorites. An insistance on splitting the paperwork.

And as much as he appreciates these small gestures once he catches on, they do nothing to ease that ever growing sense of dread that he just can’t name.

Until the day comes where they have take him down, only they can’t. But by now his body’s so conditioned that—witch stripping him of his autonomy and will or not—taking them down with only minimal bruising is second nature.

Villains

Today’s aesthetic: keeping the same tab open in your browser for three solid weeks because you’re definitely going to get around to reading and/or acting on whatever’s in it any minute now.

This is a personal attack.

Chapters: 15/? Fandom: Voltron: Legendary Defender Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Characters: Shiro (Voltron), Kuron (Voltron) Additional Tags: Shiro (Voltron)-centric, all shiros are good shiros, Spoilers for season 6, tw: body horror in chapter 4, Operation Kuron (Voltron), Kuron (Voltron)-centric, cloneganes Summary:

What did happen to all those clones after the Black Paladins episode in season six? Well, most of them died.

but some of them didn’t.

Chapter 15 is now posted!