Umm hi guys I'm just a random person with post s8 depression and so I've decided to spread the love with my many Voltron memes Hope y'all enjoy!

A text fic following the lives of the Voltron paladins! TW: Homophobia, suicide attempt, brief mentions of self-harm/drug use/abuse/PTSD. I know this makes the story sound really angsty but I can assure you it's more humorous than sad! I mean, I wrote this whilst doing A-Levels as a way of relaxing haha.

Shiro is gay and in charge and I'm here for it. Are you?

"If it wasn't for your Galra comrade I doubt we would be meeting," Kolivan confessed. "Galra comrade?" Allura furrowed her brow confusion present on her features. "What are you on about?" "The boy, Keith, was it? If he had not pursued with the trials and unlock the power of the blade I would never have agreed to meet you." "Keith?" Lance popped a brow. "A Galra? Yeah right and I'm a Quiznak." "Keith is this true?" Allura was watching the Red Paladin in fear as the boy stiffened before his eyes slowly made contact with hers and she knew from that defiant stare that the boy carried the Empire's blood through his veins. THIS IS NOT KLANCE