* @atlasburdened — LOOK AT ME. YOU’RE GONNA BE OKAY.
IT IS THOUGH ALLURA IS NOT SURPRISED TO SEE THEM STUMBLE BACK INTO HER HOME, BREATHLESS AND SHAKEN. the look she gives them — the look she gives caleb — is as from one looking upon a familiar sight, though they have spoken with her little. caleb scrambles up from the floor, still clutching the staff ( allura’s staff, though that barely makes any sense at all right now ), eyes wild and wet and . . . he can still smell the fire, the blood, vergessen.
what have i done? and he does not realize he’s spoken aloud ( maybe he hasn’t; maybe allura sees even more than familiarity in their persons ) until allura speaks in response. he blinks, and he feels . . . sixteen. veth’s hand squeezes his so tight she might break him, and caleb keeps glancing to his other side, finding jester, though he can smell and hear and feel her already. he shakes his head.
“ y-you . . . should not have given me this, ” he mutters in the hoarse, hard-to-find-words way he has not in so long now. he looks down at her staff ( that’s very disappointing, bren, i told you to look at me ), and shakes his head again. “ i-i am sorry, i-i’m — we shouldn’t have . . . i shouldn’t have . . . ” so many ways to finish that sentence, aren’t there, widogast?
it’s ( he’s ) not going to be okay. and it’s all his fault.
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Writer Nonnie and I know I just sent an ask but I legit forgot if it went through or not but yeah where is Scary Flower Goth Queen Persephone. Yes I recently rewatched OSP's videos and YES I do have a personally indulgent AU from a year or so ago where some Alteans, Galra, and maybe some other VLD aliens went to Earth and got mistaken for deities. But also my WIP has another medium change and no I will not explain where the horse came from.
...honestly not to shove a ship at you, buuuuut shallura would be PEAK Persephone&Hades Vibes if following the OSP for what came after
Allura with her junipberries and you just do NOT mess with her. You WILL Get Rekt if you try it.
Shiro is Champion, and I imagine he became something of the Angel of Death to his other prisoners—he survived Myzax, no doubt tried to save others after Matt in his fights, and tried to kill as cleanly as he could when he ultimately couldn’t. Then ascended to Paladinhood.
(also a side of Zeus and Hera...but more like what they should’ve been as the rulers of the heavens. Also Allura’s totally the one in charge, if you had to “pick one” so it was inevitable that they branched into Persephone&Hades and Zeus&Hera, with the ancient greeks being the ancient greeks. WHOOPS.)
Remember Me? - Lotor x Reader One Shot
[A/N] VLD was one of the first fandoms that I joined, and who else to simp after but the long haired troubled space prince? This was the first character that I wrote for, and had so many plans for a full fic like I do now with Life is but a Dream. At the time, I couldn’t due to my busy schedule and the ideas were abandoned. Rewatching the show sparked an interest back for a small super short one shot, a revisit to the first character who had helped improve my writing and thought process. I hope you all could enjoy as much as I enjoyed writing it. (They still did his character dirty though, and I can’t forgive that).
It’s been so long.”
Lotor’s back was leaned against the leather couch, with you seated in his lap. It was forever since the last time you saw him. Diplomatic missions and the tasks of a prince took the most precious time between you both.
Through it all, you and Lotor managed to make it work.
“What did you do while I was gone?” Lotor questioned, his lavender colored hand intertwining with yours.
You sighed. “Waited for you to come back.”
Lotor chuckled, placing a kiss on your hand. “That couldn’t possibly be the only thing you did.
“I did raise some hell with Ezor.” You smiled.
“A sentence I’m all too familiar with.” Lotor rolled his eyes, rubbing the small of your back. “What did you do?”
Lying could save a reprimand and a scolding from your prince, but honesty was supposed to be the only answer. It was smart to choose the latter.
“Promise not to get mad at me?” You said softly, placing a sweet kiss on Lotor’s lips. He hummed in satisfaction.
“I promise, my love.” He replied.
“Had a small race in the nearby system. Maybe I did some damage to my ship. Probably triggered some alarms. Put a few fleets on high alert.” You said.
Lotor’s mouth formed in a thin line. Sensing his worry, you placed your knees on either side of Lotor’s legs. Grabbing his hands, you gently moved them around your waist.
“You’re mad, aren’t you?” You mumbled, initiating your trap on Lotor.
“Not mad, just worried and slightly upset.”he replied, his grip on you tightening. “I think upset is a bit of an understatement.”
You kissed Lotor, trailing a line from his cheek and down onto his neck. You could feel his muscles relax under your touch, tension releasing from his aching body. Snaking your hands through his silver white hair, you tugged ever so slightly, illicationg a small moan from Lotor.
“Forgive me, please.” You whispered in between kisses.
“I always will.” He sighed, his eyes fluttering open to watch you loving him.
Your lips met, a sloppy, uncoordinated dance or passion orchestrated between you both. Lotor’s tongue played light fully on yours, trying to fight for some leverage over you. You responded with force, your arms wrapped around his neck, a signal for wanting more. This could go in for hours, and you would never tire for a second.
By now Lotor had you on your back, strands of his hair tickling your face. Pulling back for air, the prince gazed upon his one true love. Your hair splayed out, soft panting breaths, and a slight tint of red on your cheeks, brought together a masterpiece of beauty in Lotor’s eyes.
You smiled up at him, brushing his hair back. Holding his face, Lotor placed his hand over your own.
“I love you so much. Don’t ever forget that.” Lotor proclaimed breathlessly, leaning down to kiss you even more.
Safe, secure, and loved, your time with Lotor had only begun.
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