Nemo Siqueiros
Artist & Queer Radio Host
Keith Bang
This Voltron bang is a creative collaborative effort focused on the character Keith from Voltron: Legendary Defender and I'll be collaborating with 2 writers to create two art pieces for two different fanworks that they'll be working on that conveys our love for the red paladin of Voltron.
A Bang is a challenge focused on collaboration between writers and artists - writers offer fanfic for which artists can create art. Every writer(s) and artist(s) are paired together so that each fic gets art to go with it. In the end of the challenge, we end up with a lot more created for fandom which makes fandom an overall happier place.
You can view the completed pieces below!
Image on the left by Queenie
Keith Mini Bang
by Ouranchimaru on AO3
An excerpt
“Hey, Takashi,” Keith chirped, making Shiro jump. Keith could hear Allura excitedly squealing from the phone - it had been a long time since she’d seen him. Keith plopped down next to Shiro, carefully avoiding the carrot buds in the row next to them. He turned the camera toward them. “Say hi!” Allura gushed at the sight of Shiro, but Shiro was silent. Keith glanced over at him. “Babe, are you oka-“
Shiro’s stared, slack-jawed, his eyes bright and amazed. “You,” he started. “You have Altean marks. Allura, is this-“
“Yes, Shiro,” she beamed. “We’ve found an Altean colony hidden in the core of a planet. And this is Hanya.”
The girl gazed back at Shiro intensely. “Hello,” she said in a small voice. Shiro giggled, wiping the sweat from his forehead and accidentally smearing even more dirt on his face. He was smiling wider than Keith had seen him smile in a long time, just because of a little Altean girl.
“Hi, Hanya, I’m Shiro.” He was absolutely radiating joy. Keith had known that Shiro loved kids, but he didn’t know they made him this happy.
More Than That
by imagines on AO3
An excerpt
Keith leads them into the desert along a narrow footpath. His head is bowed, and he’s scuffing his feet; little puffs of dust kick up with every step he takes. Every angle of his body suggests a force field—any touch would receive an explosive rebuff. With Keith, there’s a bittersweet irony: Shiro often feels at a loss with him, yet never lost; somehow, in the months leading up til now, Keith has become his touchstone, his Polaris. In Keith, Shiro finds both truth and home.
Up ahead, there’s a mass of rock jutting out of the earth, and Keith picks up his pace to reach it…