I really like the idea of Lance and Hunk growing up outside of the US and coming to the Garrison with this like. Preconceived notion of what America is going to be like based on the stuff they’ve seen on tv/movies/etc. Specifically when it comes to school.
Lance: Okay but… when do we get the sack of flour?
Pidge: … What are you talking about?
Lance: You know? The flour? (Makes a rocking motion with his arms) The baby project? When do I get my flour baby? I want to start my flour family with Hunk.
The ferret does not have a name, and never will. This is essential to the au.
Shiro: So then… What do I call it? Them. It-em.
Keith: I usually call them ‘ferret’, ‘long boy’, ‘demon’, etc.
Shiro: Yeah but does the… long boy… actually respond?
Keith: Why would the demon respond, Shiro? They’re not my ferret.
Hunk and Pidge try to like, track down the ferret to see where it goes when it leaves Keith’s house but the ferret always loses them.
Keith just assumes this is a ferret but he like… doesn’t really know… it might be a weasel. It’s probably a ferret. It’s definitely an omen.
There’s an unspoken rule that you’re not allowed in Keith’s home alone with the ferret. Like, everyone has a key to Keith’s apartment, and they can drop in whenever, but if you let yourself in and see The Ferret standing in the kitchen under the flickering lights, you shut the door and wait in the hallway for Keith to come home. Allura once waited for two hours because Keith got caught in traffic. She claimed she’d been only waiting for fifteen minutes though when Keith asked.
Coran is the only exception to this. One time Keith walked through the door and found Coran and the ferret watching Jeopardy together. The ferret had on a bonnet. Coran refuses to explain what happened.
The ferret doesn’t drop by that often, which is why Lance swears it’s an ominous omen. It’ll probably show up maybe once or twice a month… Sometimes more, during the winter. Keith accepts these visits without question. Everyone else has a lot of questions.
There’s a framed picture of Keith and the ferret in the walk-in hallway
I was debating if I should celebrate Shiro’s birthday today or tomorrow since this year isn’t a leap year but then I remembered that he probably spent his last birthday as a prisoner so yknow what? Shiro gets a two day birthday party this year.
I have this headcanon that the Lions communicate to their pilots in different ways.
The lions have their essence, and that drives their personality. It also drives the bond with their pilot. They need to be compatible. Which is why it’s not that a lion and a different pilot cannot communicate, it’s just that it comes across as very jarring when you’re used to a certain kind of communication.
The Blue Lion, friendlest of all, makes suggestions.
“Why not try the ice cannon?” “Want to go faster? Hit the booster!” “Hey, now might be a good time for escaping.”
The Green Lion, eternally curious, asks questions.
“What do you think is on that planet?” “Is that an invisibility cloak? Are you going to install it in my hardware?” “When are we leaving? How much fuel does Voltron have stored?”
The terse, quick and temperamental Red Lion makes demands.
“Activate my gun.” “Shoot those sentinels.” “Get inside faster. I’m getting us out of here.”
The patient, steady Yellow Lion makes statements. Beautful, strange, obvious statements.
“That’s an asteroid.” “We’re in space.” “Fuel is almost gone.”
The Black Lion, leader of the rest, makes acknowledgements.
“You did well with that use of the shield.” “Thank you for saving Lance, he was in trouble.” “Everything will be all right, Shiro.”
“That’s an asteroid.”
I now picture the yellow lion doing this with every asteroid.
reckless & terribly gay 