#animeprotagonistshiro

Shiro narrowed his eyes as his Voltron team mates loudly squabbled over the mission they had just completed. Lance had been none to happy about Keith supposedly taking all the glory for the missions success, Keith had argued back in his defence. Pidge was unhappy that Lance had broke focus during the mission. It was beginning to give him a little more than a simple headache.

“Okay team, that’s enough. The mission went well, there is no need to argue about it right now.” Shiro said trying to keep the peace between the team and in turn, letting it be known that he was the leader and officially done with their arguments. He sighed when Lance began to turn the complaining to him… honestly did he have to be the dad in this situation for a group of people who really should be old enough to know better?

kessaichi replied: I'm guilty of the older male/etc thing XD I try not to do it a lot but it's hard habit to break lol

listen... every single one of us is guilty of doing that siofgjkg it’s totally a hard habit to break but anni just made such a good point like why did all of us ever normalize that in the first place?? saying “older male” and “older female” is so bizarre??? why are we referring to their sex like that omg it would make way more sense to say “older boy/girl” or “older guy/woman”

White Paladin Baydrake!

Skylie had been residing in the walls for some time now. Nearly a week. In a desperate search for food she had wandered deeper and deeper into the castle. One room in particular was appealing to her. And this was where she kept returning to. Every now and then, food would be left unattended. This was when she would come out.

“Put simply,” Allura spoke as they were soon entering the planet’s atmosphere with a bit of turbulence, “This planet’s market is along the lines of the Space Mall most of you previously visited. However, everything you find will either be organic or some may not take money and simply barter instead. Quite pleasant really.”

However, something was wrong in that planet’s main village; smoke was rising black in the distance. Pulling up a screen for everyone to see, she had predicted it would be a calm serene place, but her eyes simply widened at the destruction as something there had caught fire. “No it can’t be...” she muttered under her breath fists clenched up into fists for a moment. A zoom in would show Galra forces encroaching on the village, they were making an attempt to create a new planet to conquer, to strip away everything the locals fought for.

It looked as if ground combat was going to be in order first before they could potentially get anything done properly.

Meanwhile at an outstretch of forest, someone came out from under a large tree with roots that grew out of the ground, carrying a flower in a makeshift pot to let it have some sunlight. “There you go...grow up big and strong today.” However, as they turned and spotted the plume of smoke from the village, teeth became clenched. A curse left their lips and they grabbed a few items in a pouch, pulled a scarf over their nose and mouth, hood over head. “You’re not harming them today...” going over to a covered up hover bike that had seen better days, the engine had stalled once, twice, before it roared with life and the green cloak snapped in the breeze as they made a beeline towards the invading alien race.

Song: Shounen Brave

Version: Jubyphonic

‘leave me alone and please stop teasing me’

Was he really such an annoying guy that Keith had to pick on him constantly? He picked on him to, but it was all in fun. Did Keith actually mean it? 

Lance paced down the hall to his room past Shiro. He was beyond outraged, and emotionally hurt. He slammed the door behind him, and sunk to the floor. It was unlike him to have a temper, but he couldn’t hold it back. He had enough…but then again, it was his own fault for picking a fight. He just needed comfort right now, some one to tell him that everything was okay.

He tapped at the console for a few minutes before figuring out how to turn off the damn alarm. Moments later and he figured out why the alarm in the first place. It was a large ship of sorts. Carell growled, hoping it wasn’t the same bastards that had taken him from his home and sold him.

Carell pulled the cowl up to cover his head to cover his honey colored hair and grabbed the stolen blade. Only then did he settle in to wait, to see what the other ship would do. It wasn’t long until he got a notification, again. Another tap opened up a screen, showing a young woman with long hair and pointed ears. If he hadn’t known better he would have said she was demon.