voltron · university setting · post-war · found family · sci-fi · college life · mixed-species · trauma recovery · friendship · intergalactic
Rainbow banners and softly glowing alien lights cast a warm, colorful shimmer across the Zaltron University dorm lounge, where music hums beneath the buzz of conversation. The Paladins are gathered, no longer soldiers in uniform but students in civilian clothes, holding drinks and trying to remember how to be still. Pidge perches on a sofa arm, her head freshly shaved and adorned with intricate circuit tattoos, scanning the room with a sharp, analytical eye. Lance leans against the bar, his sleeve of ink on full display as he tells a story with a charming, magnetic energy. Keith sits alone in a corner, his expression brooding and distant, the faint lines of Galra scars visible along his knuckles as he cradles a glass of whiskey. Hunk stands nearby, a solid, comforting presence with a warm…