i'm not leaving you

Summary: stars/sky Shiro had a celebrity crush. 

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“Sure you’re not freaking out, Shiro?” said Keith, his voice bland and amused.

Shiro realized he was repeatedly doing and undoing the Velcro on the back of his (one) fingerless glove and quickly put his hands behind his back. Behind him, someone—probably Pidge—snorted.

Shiro breathed and looking around, forcing himself to take in his surroundings. Small office, lots of sound equipment, his and Keith’s guitars against the wall, air conditioner that made that annoying hum. Keith was nearest him, slouched in his leather jacket in a way that made Shiro wonder if he and Keith made it as a punk duo on Keith’s emo vibe alone. Sprawled across the couch was Lance, their PR and social media manager, sipping on a smoothie and clearly snickering at Shiro. Pidge was fighting Lance’s legs encroaching on her space on the couch. She worked on post-production with Hunk, a musical genius who played an impossible number of instruments and had a knack of fleshing out every song idea Keith and Shiro had into a massive hit, and helped Lance out where PR became technical. She was also definitely smirking at Shiro. Really, Hunk was the only one of them not actively laughing at him, and that was because his expression was worryingly close to pity.

Why did Shiro like these people again?

Oh yeah, because his band and the team behind it had become something like a second family.

And sometimes “family” meant “incredibly annoying.”

Summary: wings/bloom The war is over, the paladins are back on Earth, but Shiro and Allura find adjusting to peace might be harder than expected.

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Truth was, it took way too long for Allura to notice. The war was over, Zarkon and Hagar were safely (finally) dead, and the Paladins of Voltron had returned to Earth. Even negotiations with the Galaxy Garrison and Earth’s other ruling parties had, at long last, come to an end. (Earth’s pollical system was surprising complicated and rigid compared to what Allura would have expected from knowing her paladins. When she had told Shiro that, he had just laughed and laughed.) With the politics and negotiations over, the paladins were finally able to go home.

Shallura Week 2020 - Day 3: moon ; sun

This one’s pretty self-explanatory. Backlighting and stars are going to be major themes this week XD⁠

Shallura Week 2020 Day 2 : Bloom

Day 1 — STARS

So thanks to @breezycheezyart I found out that Shallura week had been pushed back, which means I have a chance to maybe make some stuff for this. SO yeah, it was really hard to come up with an idea for this. Hopefully my other stories will be better. Enjoy. @shalluraweek

Wings/Bloom

“Allura could you come pick up these buckets to wash?”

While bleaching and cleaning buckets was never her favourite thing, it was better than going back and forth with the world’s pickiest bride over centre pieces. Tightening her ponytail, she walked over to where her boss stood, empty buckets at his feet.

Mr. Shirogane was in his 70s but was still able to run his flower shop like a tight ship. People came back to him because they knew how good he was at his job. Allura felt lucky enough to be hired by him. She’d been looking for a part time job to fit in between her classes at college and found the ‘help wanted’ sign in the shop window. Her father taught her so much about flowers growing up so when she shared her passion for them with Mr. Shirogane, he brightened and talked to her about them for a full hour before telling her she was hired. While working in a flower shop was nothing like she thought it would be, she loved it. Some tasks more than others but she enjoyed working surrounded by such simple things that could bring people so much joy.

Day 3 — Sun&Moon

Day 2 — Bloom

Shallura Week 2020

Day 1: Stars

In a sky full of stars,

I’ve been a big shallura shipper since the start and when it came out that Shiro was gay, it didn’t change as I headcannoned him as pan anyway. I was a bit worried when a lot of people changed their stance and had asked if anyone, his charaecter, creators, anyone had said he was exclusively into guys. If he was, I’d put my ship to rest but still love their very good chemistry as great friends. No one said there was and then I found out through @breezycheezyart​ blog, when I was looking for her Juniberry art to use as inspo for this space related quest I’m doing that’s gonna be a Sailor Moon au, that @shalluraweek​ is still happening. Back in like, maybe the first year, maybe after s2 came out, I saw shallura week but didn’t do it because of writers block, so I’m really happy that I can do this and celebrate one of my fav vld ships. When I was looking for insporation on tumblr, I found a lot of Star Wars art so I decided to go with it. I’ll be honest, I found the Star Wars movies kinda boring growing up but Clone Wars was the only thing I’d willingly sit through, so my info might not be totally correct. Probably cause I love Ashoka so much. Anyway, please enjoy. Star/Sky

Shiro moved quietly across the room, heading for the door when he heard someone call his name.

“Shiro? Where are you going?”

he turned to look at his Padawan who’d only come back an hour ago from hanging out with Senator Lance, the two the same age and equally good at fighting and breaking rules. He needed the distraction after coming back from their last war effort. They’d lost a lot of good men and going up against Sendak, who’d run off again, was never fun. Keith had collapsed into bed once he got back and Shiro waited until he knew for sure he was knocked out before getting up to leave, but it seemed Keith wasn’t as knocked out as he thought.

“The Chancalor asked me to do something for him.”

A lie. Not for a second did he trust Chancellor Zarkon, who always seemed to find a way to insert himself into Jedi issues, but also seemed way too interested in him.

And then he grew a little older. 

And he still wanted to go to the stars, even knowing it was mostly black out there, even knowing that the likelihood of meeting any aliens was slim to none. He daydreamed about meeting a hot alien prince or princess and they’d fall in love and get married and he could watch twin moons set at night and a blue sun rise in the morning. And he memorized his constellations, worked hard on the calculations.

And then he grew a little older.

And he still wanted to go to the stars. He flew through Garrison classes, with the help of friends and a cup of coffee late at night that had gone cold yesterday. He loved the feeling of flight, soaring through the air, and his instructors had no complaints except that he shouldn’t go too high. But he wanted to. This was good, but it was only a start. 

And then he grew a little older.

And there was every reason to stay here on Earth. There was Adam and his illness and a position as a full-time instructor. A good job with good pay and good benefits, a man who loved him, and a disease that interstellar radiation would only exacerbate. Earth was safe, it was better for him and his health, and he could marry his love.

But he still wanted the stars. More than safety, more than his own life. He had to go. His body was wasting away, and space would make it degenerate faster. But staying here meant letting his soul continue to erode until there was nothing left.

He wanted the stars, and he made his choice. And the stars held a danger he could never have known. 

And even with a year of freedom as gone as his right arm, even with coming back to Earth, even with the danger of facing down a nearly-immortal galactic tyrant… 

…he still wanted the stars.

And she does everything she can to give them to him.

And, in the night sometimes, they sneak out to the Black Lion.  She quiets the alarms of an unannounced departure. And they go out to see the sights she can show him: a nebula here, a star nursery there. Sunrise and sunset on strange and distant worlds.

Shallura Week 2020 - Day 1: stars ; sky⁠

I’ve been a big shallura shipper since the start and when it came out that Shiro was gay, it didn’t change as I headcannoned him as pan anyway. I was a bit worried when a lot of people changed their stance and had asked if anyone, his charaecter, creators, anyone had said he was exclusively into guys. If he was, I’d put my ship to rest but still love their very good chemistry as great friends. No one said there was and then I found out through @breezycheezyart​ blog, when I was looking for her Juniberry art to use as inspo for this space related quest I’m doing that’s gonna be a Sailor Moon au, that @shalluraweek​ is still happening. Back in like, maybe the first year, maybe after s2 came out, I saw shallura week but didn’t do it because of writers block, so I’m really happy that I can do this and celebrate one of my fav vld ships. When I was looking for insporation on tumblr, I found a lot of Star Wars art so I decided to go with it. I’ll be honest, I found the Star Wars movies kinda boring growing up but Clone Wars was the only thing I’d willingly sit through, so my info might not be totally correct. Probably cause I love Ashoka so much. Anyway, please enjoy. Star/Sky

Shiro moved quietly across the room, heading for the door when he heard someone call his name.

“Shiro? Where are you going?”

he turned to look at his Padawan who’d only come back an hour ago from hanging out with Senator Lance, the two the same age and equally good at fighting and breaking rules. He needed the distraction after coming back from their last war effort. They’d lost a lot of good men and going up against Sendak, who’d run off again, was never fun. Keith had collapsed into bed once he got back and Shiro waited until he knew for sure he was knocked out before getting up to leave, but it seemed Keith wasn’t as knocked out as he thought.

“The Chancalor asked me to do something for him.”

A lie. Not for a second did he trust Chancellor Zarkon, who always seemed to find a way to insert himself into Jedi issues, but also seemed way too interested in him.