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FebruarOc day 6!
The F stands for Freyja!
Elegant. Graceful. Badass.
FebruarOc day 5!
The E stands for Enola!
And her two doggos!!!
FebruarOc day 3!
The C stands for Casa!
The cutest alien baby alien out there.
Begonia from Countdown to Countdown (by @velocesmells ). She’s so pretty, I love her hair.
Thank you @dragonprinceofficial for giving us a character as awesome as Amaya and taking time and effort to animate ASL in the show.
This is a great show and all the characters are so fun. Have some Callum while I try to remember how to shade/colour things.
Some Klance untitled thing I wrote to accompany some art I never did but I wanted to post before S7, enjoy
Soft lights illuminate a wide a full ballroom as a pleasant but not quite human tune echoes. The music itself is not very loud, but just enough to resound through the multitude of voices present. Aliens of all shapes and backgrounds had come together for what seemed to be a Coalition event. Thereof multiple conversations happen at once, which normally would overcharge Keith, but this time it doesn’t. Strange to say, for normally being trapped in a room full of people dancing around, talking and being boisterous would have him crawling out of his skin in need for some space and quiet. It wasn’t that the paladin hated people or parties, he just got overwhelmed easily in this kind of settings, with all the sounds, movements and colours. Plus, it wasn’t his style to celebrate in big soirées with strange people and lots of dancing. Most likely than not he would rather not loose time in parties and banquets. He could be training, or spending time with his family, Voltron. But he wasn’t. Even if he’d rather spent this kind of activities near one of his friends, Keith was pacing alone. More surprisingly, he was pacing near the middle of the ballroom. Not in the sides, near the walls where he could fine a bit of relief and observe from afar, but near a sea of aliens dancing and cheering. He was really surprised he hadn’t felt the need to bolt yet. But no, Keith stood there with what seemed to be purpose, slowly inspecting his surroundings.
His hair was styled in a bun, keeping his unruly bangs out of his face, and his clothes were formal and way too fancy to seem confortable, but alien technology was something else so how could he be sure.
The song that was currently playing reached it’s end and another one started, this one more slow and calm. One of the aliens, who was dressed in a long lilac gown and stood in Keith’s line of vision, made to reach for another but tripped and almost fell, luckily for them their partner caught them. As they laughed and started dancing, Keith’s eyes lighten in what appeared to be recognition. Not even a second after a voice spoke to him behind his back:
“Hey”
He didn’t had to look to know whom this voice belonged to, he would recognised it anywhere, he had been waiting all night to hear it.
“Hi, Lance.”
The man in question seemed surprise to catch the soft smile spread in Keith’s face. But without commenting on it, or before saying anything else, he extended his open palm to the other man in front of him. Keith looked down as his hand as Lance began to speak.
“Care to dance?”
Keith took his hand without showing hesitation or surprise. Without wasting another second, the red paladin pulled him into the sea of dancers, as if to not let him change his mind. It took longer than that for their hands to find their place in each others bodies and their steps to synchronise, having gingerly started spinning with a sense of shyness that wasn’t completely awkward but didn’t lack hesitance. The sense left, however, once they found their rhythm, which lead to the brunette starting a conversation to fill the easy silence that had fallen between them.
“Nice to see you hanging around the crowd. Very unKeith thing to do, but I suppose that was the old Keith.”
“I’m still the same Keith, you know?”
“Yeah I kno-“
“I’m just smarter, WAY better at kicking ass and have the coolest pet ever.”
“Kaltenecker is better.”
“Yeah right.”
“She is.”
“Keep telling yourself that.”
“I could spend all night defending my girl’s honour, Kogane, don’t try me.” At that they both laughed.
“Guess we’ll have to dance all night long.”
“Guess we do.”
The silence fell between them again, along with the shyness that was recuperated after that exchange. Both their faces were tinted with a soft blush with didn’t fade away as they danced to the music. It took a while but finally Lance decided to break the silence again.
“Are you using the hearing things Hunk gave you?”
“Yeah! They are great for this celebrations.”
“What do they do? Hunk explained to me, but the technical info is different from real life testimony.”
“They tone the sounds a bit down so I don’t get overwhelm as easily as usual in this” he waved to the room and crowd around them “kind of environments.”
“So that’s why you were so jumpy and wanting to run away in the other parties, huh?” At that Keith chuckled.
“That’s part of it. The constant loom of danger and being attacked by spies and whatnot was huge chunk of it too.” Lance snickered and they almost collided with another couple dancing, were it not for Keith pulling Lance closer on the last second.”
“And how did you managed to deal with that?” The right hand asked while remaining closer the team leader.
“Well, this party and dancing around with you” his smile grew softer as he spoke “it was bound to happen”
A strong flash of light blurred everything before Keith’s eyes, once it was gone he blinked to find himself back in the cave he had made his home while being stuck on the whale’s back. His pet wolf was rubbing their head against his thigh as he was resting against the rock wall, them being the only ones there since his mother, Krolia, had gone for a walk.
The man let his hand rest against the wolf’s head and groaned. After so many months spent in here he was getting sick and tired of the fleeting visions that came once in a while. This time, though, what exasperated him was not being able to continue and see what happened next. Most of the visions were of the past and quite boring, most of the few that happened to come from the future were confusing; all of them altogether were disorienting. But this time, the vision had brought a glimpse of a future that wasn’t plague with fighting or conversations cut short. This time it was nice and he wanted to jump back into it so badly. A whine pulled him out of his reverie, Cosmo was demanding for attention and he could only chuckle at the adorable cosmic canine. So he proceded to pet the beast with both of his hands while his chest filled with hope for a better future. After all, what he just saw was bound to happen.
“El Baile del Sapito” is playing on the background.
It’s the boy’s birthday! (I’m projecting on him and you can quote me from the second one)
I did another #drawthisinyourstyle with Biker Keith from @wheelswaveszine (original picture by @kaokki )
I finally started watching SU. She’s awesome, thank you for coming.
Is it weird? I’m gonna make it weird.
Here’s a drop of context of the situation. Mothman gets framed.
I came a long way to find you.
I just cannot stop drawing them. Keith is going to save EVERYONE! Btw… how many times had he already saved Shiro?? Like four?
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In the final scene of s6 before Keith says they’re going back to earth he was cradling Shiro in this arms, and in the next shot Shiro’s suddenly not there, well this is why
my first time drawing voltron fanart and its a shitpost
plz this is the only thing I’ve been able to think about after watching that episode
click on it cuz tumblr butchers that quality man
This season, they went over the top with how pretty they drew this boy, and I am very happy.
Very sketchy, I know. (Should I actually make a finished non-sketchy version?)
1st Day of Journey June Challenge. Let's see how far I can go.