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fairyyuki · 2 years
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I drew this one over a year and a half ago and I'm not sure I'm happy with it yet. XD Anyway, this is my entry for the Patrótita zine on Instagram, an adorable zine that represents galtean Klance as parents. I’m very happy to have had the opportunity to take part in it! 💜💙
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galraluver · 2 years
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Ok, after I request the sweet one with Zarkon and his child I just had to request one with Lotor. Except, instead of a story in which his child takes their first steps, they say their first word which I'd like to be some variation of the title of father. I think that be a sweet moment for our prince, especially considering he didn't have a decent father of his own.
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I'd be happy to. It's so sad how he was treated as a child 😭
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Zarkon was ashamed of his son from the moment he came into the world, everyone in the galra empire knew it, and ever since their emperor's change of heart due to the quintessence exposure halfbreeds were seen as weaklings. Lotor was pretty much always with his Dayak ever since he'd been born; one day in particular she needed a couple of days off from her duties because she was becoming stressed, so Zarkon gave her three days off, even if it meant he would have to take care of his disappointment of a son on his own. Perhaps if he hadn't been exposed to the quintessence field he would've actually cared about his son, although he was too corrupt to care about the child he helped make. Before his and Haggar's awakening they'd been looking forward to the birth of their first child, unfortunately their memories of the past were long gone. Taking care of a weak infant wasn't what Zarkon wanted to do, but if he left him with anyone else he knew they would probably kill him and Lotor was the only heir to the galra throne.
Up until that point Zarkon hadn't stepped a foot into the nursery, but at the moment he didn't have a choice. From what he remembered Lotor was at the age where he would soon say his first word; not that it mattered, of course, because he would always hate the child he'd sired. Zarkon didn't exactly trust Haggar to watch over their child because she tended to take things apart in gruesome ways and he couldn't let that happen, even though he often wished that she could make Lotor disappear. As soon as the galran emperor stepped through the nursery door he felt incredibly out of place, he belonged out on the battlefield, not in a nursery. Despite being a seasoned warrior Zarkon still feared the wrath of a governess who was in desperate need of some time to herself, not even he would get in the way of an angry Dayak in fear of being hit with her crop.
"Stop looking at me like that." Zarkon told Lotor with a firm tone, feeling unnerved with the way his son was looking right at him.
Lotor, who was only about ten phoebs old at the time, looked up at his father with pure curiosity; he was too young to understand what was going on, but he still recognized his father. Zarkon looked down at his tiny son once he was standing next to the crib, seemingly having a staring contest with the galtean baby. The strangest thing about Lotor was how his skin was lavender and how white his hair was, the doctor said he somehow ended up with the albino gene which was highly unusual for both galra and alteans. There was technically a small nursery built within galra central command, the only reason Zarkon didn't leave Lotor there was because he didn't want anyone to damage his son more than he already was, plus he knew the other galra parents wouldn't want a halfbreed interacting with their kits. Either way, Zarkon was stuck taking care of Lotor until Dayak was done taking a few days off.
"P-." Lotor said after a few minutes, trying to say his first word but only saying the first letter; he just wanted his father to pay attention to him and not just stare blankly at him.
For the first time since he became a father Zarkon found himself intrigued by Lotor; he was a little curious about what his son was trying to say, so he just stood there and waited to see if Lotor would say anything. He never imagined that he would be around when Lotor said his first word, it was honestly strange to spend any time with his son at all. Deep down, Zarkon had forgotten a part of himself that was still there, albeit deep down where he vaguely remembered it. Long ago Zarkon and Honerva had been looking forward to having a baby, with his busy schedule back then they barely had the time to be intimate with each other and when they found out that they were going to be parents they were happy, it was very unfortunate that their happiness didn't last for very long. Zarkon kept looking at Lotor while he kept trying to say his first word, wondering exactly what he was going to say.
"P-p-p-." Lotor sounded out in confusion, wanting to talk but having a slight problem with actually speaking.
"What are you trying to say, young one?" Zarkon questioned, his voice coming out softer than he originally intended; his original plan was to put his son down for a nap, but apparently Lotor wasn't sleepy, he was more interested in saying his first word for the first time.
"P-p-p-pa-pa-pap-papa!" Lotor squeaked out with excitement, finally figuring out how to say his first word; he wanted to call out to his father and did so by repeating a word he'd heard from a child he had seen while out and about with his Dayak.
Zarkon's pupiless eyes widened a little, completely caught off guard by what his son called him; Lotor's first word was papa, something that he wasn't expecting whatsoever. It didn't fill him with emotion or make him want to become a better father, but he did feel a little proud when his only child called out to him. Zarkon made sure that no one was looking before he gently patted his son's head affectionately, rewarding Lotor for saying his first word. Lotor babbled happily before he sleepily laid down and closed his eyes, happy with the slight affectionate contact from his father. Zarkon decided to sit in the comfortable chair near the crib where he could read something on the holopad he left on it, knowing that Dayak would have words with him if he left Lotor alone while he napped.
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fic rec friday 12
welcome the the tenth fic rec friday! where, on friday, i rec five of my favourite fics.
1. Hands Held Higher by @glassaliceart /orphan_account
For most of his life Lance has dealt with a confusing and hard to pronounce name. It all started in Elementary school with a mix up and now he can't seem to shake the name McClain no matter how hard he tries.
this fic is so underrated fr. yall know how much i love a good hunk & lance fic, and this one especially was so awesome. AND its hunk pov and hunk-centric, which is truly a treat. it’s also the source of my acronym-name lance headcanon!
2. Courting Your Pants Off by @bleusarcelle
The Prince takes a bite of the pastry and melts under the taste, eyes closed in pleasure as he chews. Being childhood friends with the town’s baker is not bizarre, if Keith has a say on it, especially when he gets these kinds of bonuses.
“Amazing, right?” Lance says, his grin turning into a soft happy smile, eyes softening as they stare right at Keith and Keith might choke on his favorite pastry if Lance doesn’t look away the next two seconds.
Being in love with the town’s baker, though? Now, that’s tricky in Keith’s opinion.
[Or the one where Prince Keith's finally gathers up the courage to start a courtship with the person he has known since he was five years old and prays that his feelings are returned from said baker best friend.]
friends to lovers my beloved. prince keith my beloved. bleusarcelle my beloved. all of this fic is truly my beloved like everything about it is so sweet and fun and flirty i just UGH i love it so much. i also love it when everyone knows keith and lance are in love except for lance its so so funny
3. beautiful and blue by spartana (faveour)
Allura frowns, her brow furrowing. “Shiro wasn’t the first person I brought back to life.” Everyone in the rooms turns silent, watching the Queen of Altea. “Did...did you not know this?”
Lance feels his throat go dry.
Pidge is the one to break the silence, their curiosity finally getting the better of them. “So...who was?”
The Altean blinks. “Lance.”
omega shield fics. yall know im obsessed with them like!! i will never ever understand why that was brushed over!! it is an unbelievably important scene. this fic does such a good job of addressing it honestly
4. His Prince In Chains by @bangbangbeefkeef [EXPLICIT]
Prince Lance's secret rendezvous with his bodyguard mean everything to him. Tonight, he wants to make a deeper connection, in more ways that one.
i will never get over galtean klance w prince lance and bodyguard keith like i am so obsessed with them. genuinely a peak dynamic. i love how smushy this one is and the royal speak and the devotion it just gets to me
5. Patience Yields Pleasure by @sleepea [EXPLICIT]
Lance looks Keith over, appraises the sight of him with a pleased smirk. Then, he presses the pad of his thumb into the soft skin of Keith’s lip, draws it down. Keith parts his lips in response, opening his mouth just so.
“Tell me what you want, baby,” Lance breathes, punctuates it with a roll of his hips. Keith moans, low and rough and desperate. “And you can have it.”
i LOVE bossy lance. seriously hes so everything to me. i love bossy and cocksure lance and soft whipped flustered keith. its everything to me honestly 
that’s it for today!! i’ll see y’all back next friday for the next fic rec post!!!  
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sucrosette · 1 year
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Voltron Fics
Klance
try me, baby Rated E, College AU, Motorcycle Sex, Top Keith, Bottom Lance ONE SHOT Warnings: AFAB Anatomy/Language, D/s Dynamics, Daddy Kink
The one in which Keith rails his boyfriend stupid after an all-nighter cause Loverboy's a brat who's begging for it anyway.
close (ain’t close enough) Rated E, PWP, Top Keith, Bottom Lance ONE SHOT Warnings: I don't think this has many? Very Soft D/s Dynamics, Orgasm Control
When Keith says he’s going to get you off with just his tongue, he really means just his tongue, as Lance finds out. Lance finds out so thoroughly.
I Wanna Kiss You Too Hard and Follow You West Rated E, PWP, Top Keith, Bottom Lance ONE SHOT Warnings: Dubcon, Sex Pollen, Fuck-or-Die, AFAB Body Language, More Daddy Kink
If you meet a fucked up cupid-fairy-winged thing in the woods, don't let it bite you. Unless you're Keith and Lance. Then fuck it, you both needed the kickstart anyway.
Choke Me Something Awful  Rated E, PWP, Top Keith, Bottom Lance ONE SHOT Warnings: Somno, Exceedingly Graphic Descriptions of Oral, Oral Knotting, Degradation
If you got to wake up next to Keith every day, you'd wake him up with your mouth around his cock too. But you don't. That's Lance's job.
loving is a full body experience Rated E, Alternate Canon, Soulmates, Galtean Klance, Top Keith, Bottom Lance Chapter 3/3 COMPLETE For Klance MiniBang 2023 Warnings: Implied/Referenced Kidnapping/SA, AFAB Lance, Alien Biology, A Concerning Lack of Prep
Keith’s always been a bit dismissive about anything that doesn’t have to do with his duties as a knight to the Galran empire, and especially so about the soulmate mark around his wrist. Those fingerprints meant nothing but trouble for him, and then a startlingly gorgeous Altean attendant assigned to the emperor runs directly into him and Everything Changes. It’s like Keith can’t get that damned magical brat out of his head, but doing anything about it would mean going directly against his Emperor. That doesn’t change that he damn well wants to do something though.
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twulo · 5 years
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BABIES
Day 2: Galtean AU!
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royalalteans · 6 years
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my last two brain cells @ this fucking show
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uragirinoteme · 6 years
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Experimental Keef Heads~
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thefandomzone-5 · 4 years
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Ok... so this one is for the Lotora fandom. I’ve spent enough time around the lotor tags too see all those “alternative universe no war” stories. And don’t get me wrong, the idea of little Allura and Lotor growing up together is adorable. However there is a very important detail that I don’t think I’ve ever seen mention. Lotor was born after the war started. Or, at least after Haggar. “But the war never happened, what does that have to do with anything.” You say. And to that I say you’re right, however. What else do we know happend around that time in canon? Coran and Allura going in to the Cryo pods. And she’s got to be at least in her late teens at the youngest. Where am I going with this? That’s actually quite simple, I’m saying that if the war had never happened Allura and Lotor still wouldn’t have grown up together. Because Allura was practicing an adult when Lotor was born. To people who still love the idea of them growing up together I say go for it, that’s what au’s are for after all. But in my personal opinion there’s something way more adorablely hilarious about Allura having to play royal babysitter to the tiny baby Galtean prince.
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corvus--rex · 3 years
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Idk if we can ask for works not on ao3, but...
Trip in Darkness question number 3? favorite line? Code Violet number 7? The title?
The galtean au? Number 4? I only ask because I love anything baby Keith says!
Oh, absolutely! Anything I write is always fair game 😊
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Trip the Darkness
3. What’s your favorite line of narration?
So, I can't say that I have a favorite line, more like paragraph(s). My favorite pieces of narration are the descriptions of their true forms and voices.
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Code Violet
7. Where did the title come from?
From a combination of alert level designations - code red, etc. - military operation naming conventions, the fact that Lance is going to raise hell when it comes to getting Keith back, and since Klance is endgame, combining our Red and Blue boys
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Galtean Klance (sadly unnamed as of yet)
4. What’s your favorite line of dialogue?
I know! He's so sweet and innocent. I just wanna squish his little purple face. Favorite dialogue so far has to be this:
The kit’s face screwed up in confusion. “What bad people? And what’s sa…sack-if-iced?”
Just like, sitting next to Krolia looking like a tiny purple hobbit crossed with an elf, chubby face scrunched in total confusion with this new word he's been presented with
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Voltron: Next Generation
Juvenile Matters: I
Word Count: 2831
A/N: Allura, I asked for strength, not a 10,000 year nap. Thanks.
"What do you mean 'no'?" Pidge angrily said. The teens stared at Kova, looking to her for a cue. 
"I don't have to explain myself to you." Kova had placed a hand on her hip, light brown eyes glinting. She said nothing more, turning around and leaving the med bay. Caleb followed her out, leading the others in order of color: Green, Yellow, and Blue. Allie smiled apologetically before leaving. The teens marched to the bridge, where they took their respective seats. Like a mama duck to her ducklings, Kova waited until every member was seated. 
"We aren't going back to Earth, right?" Caleb was the first to speak. Kova had walked around her console to grip the railing. She nodded curtly. 
"Is it not our responsibility to ensure them a safe return?" Allie quietly remarked. Again, Kova nodded. 
"So," Liz was next. "What are we doing first?" Kova had been glaring into space (mental space, not actual space), so when she looked up to glare at actual space outside the windows at the front of the Coeus, Kova had the beginnings of a plan. 
"Between the lost colonies, defeating Yorak, and retrieving the Black Lion, we have our hands tied," Kova said, standing with arms at her sides. "That isn't including solving the mystery of the cut contact between the Galactic Coalition and what Yorak is doing with the colonies." 
"What are the colonies exactly?" Caleb asked as Kova pulled up a screen. Onscreen, a timelapse video began playing. It showed Altea and Daibazaal ships flying around each other, slowly constructing something in the dark space in between the two planets. 
"The Galtean colonies were a gift between Altea and Daibazaal, in hopes to foster a new alliance and a new generation." Kova sped up the timelapse as she spoke, watching as the cores of the colonies took shape. "They colonies are designed to interlock and disconnect depending on the circumstance."
"Wait, interlock? Like, connect together?" Liz asked, clasping her hands together to further her point. Kova nodded, returning her eyes to the screen. 
"There are four of these systems built." Allie stood up to point out the four colonies as they were built. "The first, Alpha, housed warehouses and ship ports. They were the repairers of the four. The second, Beta, housed libraries, schools, social buildings. The third, Gamma, is the largest since they are the residential colony. The fourth, Sirius, wasn't included until late in the plans, but they are the strongest of the four." 
"How, exactly?" Caleb had crossed his leg so his ankle met his opposite knee. He rested his head on a fist, his elbow touching the armrest. 
"Sirius housed the military and a hospital," Kova answered bluntly. Allie had turned when Caleb asked, so she pointed at Kova with both hands close to her chest. As she sat, the four colonies grew until they were one large city floating in the air. Alteans and Galra alike cheered as the interlocked colonies took flight on its own. An Altean blue particle barrier activated itself around the colonies when they were far enough away from Altea, where they had been originally constructed. As the timelapse ended, Kova pulled up reports of the last sighting of the Galtean colonies. A folder simply labeled 'BIRTHS' caught Caleb's attention. He rose his head to get a closer look. It was enough for Allie to explain what had happened. 
The Alteans and Galra who volunteered to live in the colonies were also assisted in fertility treatments. Over the past thirty years since their construction, thousands of Altean, Galra, and the uncommon Galtean infants were born with more success each time. Allie explained that Galra DNA can become incredibly hostile towards foreign genetic material, causing it to basically eat itself as it is forming. With absolutely no idea how human researchers figured out how to 'turn off' the genetic hostility in growing babies. Galteans, unfortunately, still have shorter lifespans compared to either race. The same went for every Galra half-breed, no matter what the other half was. Cake, Allie, and Kova looked fine, while Liz and Caleb looked panicked. Kova had to roll her eyes and explain she wasn't dying until at least one-hundred. The same went for Cake and Allie.
"Help us look for our daughter!" Keith demanded as he stomped into the bridge. He brushed past Kova at her console, shoved Allie into her seat, and stood in the middle of the floor with blue-gray eyes glaring at the five teens. 
"Not until you say the magic word." Kova raised her hands in surrender, even taking a step back from her console. Keith was having none of it, baring his teeth.
"Now." His voice was a near growl as the other adults walked in. Pidge and Hunk took a moment to admire the bridge in its glory. Pidge locked her eyes on the vast space outside the large floor-to-ceiling windows at the front of the Coeus. Hunk noticed the tension in the room but was already halfway down the stairs. Shiro and Kenny rushed in behind the teen at the front. 
"Please," Pidge pleaded, tearing her gaze away from the window. Her hands wrapped themselves around Keith's bicep, softening his expression. "Please. We need to find our daughter." 
"Okay." Kova shrugged, stepping to her console. She flicked her eyes from the screen to Keith. "That's all you had to say." Closing the files they were looking at, Kova opened the Garrison student database. 
"When did you..." Shiro trailed off, pointing at the screen. Kova once again shrugged, typing in credentials. 
"Let me know when you need to upgrade the firewall," Kova said, looking up at the screen. 
"How is the Garrison going to help us?" Keith demanded, glaring at the teen. While the teens and Kenny looked panicked, Kova's face never shifted, remaining an almost bored neutral.
"Keith Kogane and Katie Holt have successful careers in humanitarian relief and aerospace engineering because of their time at the Galaxy Garrison." Kova sounded as bored as your facial expression seemed to show. "If they were to have a kid, they would likely attend the school their parents attended." 
"Yeah, that makes sense," Hunk said after a moment, shrugging and closing his eyes as he spoke. 
"Besides, while we see the GSD, there's an underlying code connected to other school databases throughout the entire state." Kova moved her cursor over the search bar, readying her hands over the keyboard. "What's her name?" 
"You can't do that," Pidge exclaimed. 
"Kyla," Keith said at the same time. 
"I can do that, and I did that. Now, Kyla Kogane?" 
"Yes." Keith nodded his head. "K-Y-L-A." 
"I can spell, thanks," Kova retorted, typing the name into the search bar. "This system will check the whole name, then the two names separately. It's not instant, but it will search through every available database." Hitting run, Kova leaned on the railing to her right, Caleb crossed his leg again, Liz rested her elbows on the desk so her head rested on her hands, Cake leaned back into his chair with hands behind his head, and Allie rubbed her side where her ribs met the edge of the desk. Oh, wait till Kova found out. There was no way Keith would survive Kova's wrath. 
It was only a few minutes, but those few minutes were enough for Shiro to join the other adults on the floor. Kenny stayed above next to Kova, studying the screen. 
The results read as follows: KYLA KOGANE - 0 RESULTS; KYLA - 5 RESULTS OOD; KOGANE - 2 RESULTS WD. 
As the red 0 embedded itself into Pidge and Keith's memory, Kova stretched her arms. 
"OOD is out-of-district, which just means it's not at the Garrison. WD is within the district, meaning—" 
"That there are two pings inside the GSD," Kenny finished for Kova, staring at the screen. He turned to meet Kova's eyes, and she did the same. The two shared a look, saying more than would ever be said between the two. 
"The five," Keith said, approaching the screen to reach his hand out. "Can we see them?" 
"Yeah, but I seriously doubt it's your girl."
"Do it." Shiro worriedly looked from Keith to Kova, the latter shrugged and did what she was told to do. 
The five individuals appeared on the screen. Two were from the same district, one was from a different one, and the other two were black and white images from a third district. The first was a boarding school, and one of the individuals was a teacher at the facility. Her hair was silver, wrapped in a fancy bun, and a scowl embedded into her face. Kyla Hannigan, as the teacher was named, was also one of the black and white pictures from the third district. She had the same scowl on her face, although she looked forty years younger. Kyla Marrow, the other black and white girl, passed away several years ago, leaving a granddaughter also named Kyla Marrow, the only Kyla in her public school. The last Kyla, the one from the boarding school where Ms. Hannigan taught, was in her first year. Maybe twelve years old, if that.
Kova didn't mention any of this, just pointed out vague details on each of the Kylas, and the pictures confirmed there was no connection between any of these Kylas and the missing Kogane girl. 
"The two results of Kogane within the district are," Kova said as she exited the 'Kyla' search results and entered the 'Kogane' results. "Takashi Heath Kogane and Kenneth Samuel Kogane." 
"Wait, that's- AH!" Cake tried saying before Liz pulled the tails of his headband to get his attention. Her eyes said 'Talk and you die', and Cake listened well. 
"You had a mullet?" Kova asked, side-eyeing Kenny. He looked flushed, holding his light brown hair, messy from lack of hair products. 
"Shut up." Kenny lost the fight, his face turning beet red. He looked down with interlaced fingers over the back of his neck.  
"Kova, that's enough," Shiro scolded. While Kova smiled, Kenny looked up. Shiro motioned Kenny forward, which he reluctantly did. There was no way Kenny would know what would happen. 
"Pidge, this is Kenny." Shiro wrapped an arm around Kenny's shoulders as he spoke, pushing him forward towards his parents. 
"What are you talking about?" Pidge asked, staring at the man in front of her. "Kenny's sixteen." 
"That was forever ago," Kenny said, reaching out towards Pidge. Pidge stepped back, further into Keith's embrace. Keith and Kenny shared a look, having Kenny back away. 
"Unless your daughter changed her name over the past several years or moved out of state," Kova interrupted the moment. "There is no record of your daughter ever existing." 
"Can we begin actual plans, then?" Liz asked, her voice harsher than it had been in weeks. 
"Yes!" Cake cheered. "Please!" 
"Return to the med bays, reacquaint yourselves and we'll let you know when your rooms are ready," Kova said, closing the GSD, and opening several maps. 
Keith, Pidge, and Hunk didn't move. Kenny climbed the stairs, stopping at the head when he noticed they weren't moving. Shiro had climbed the other set of stairs, stopping instead at the foot of the stairs. The trio looked among themselves, before turning to the teens. 
"We should be the ones leading this mission," Keith stated rather confidently. "You're kids." The teens still dressed in Paladin armor, had disbelief on their faces. In a vain attempt to keep the peace, Shiro tried to plead with Keith. Kova spoke before he had the chance. 
"Griffin, pull up maps of our tracker. Smythe, get more information on the disappearance. Garrett, review systems and reconnect the satellite. Sec, is the Coeus ready for battle?" Her commands stirred the others into a team mentality, turning the disbelief into spite. The teens were quick to activate their consoles, with each carrying out their individual tasks. 
"Ballistas are down, particle barrier is on standby," Caleb reported, trying to reboot the weapons systems. 
"Holt, check if it's a software issue or a design malfunction." Kenny nodded, leaving the bridge. 
"You can't ignore us forever." Kova had moved her holoscreen to hover directly in front of her so she could type and still look in the same direction. "I'm above you in rank, so do what I said and back down." Liz, Cake, and Caleb stared at Keith with shock written all over their faces. Kova bristled, stilling her fingers. 
"Listen to me, and listen carefully," Kova started, descending the staircase Shiro was at earlier. It was to avoid Caleb's interference, but it wasn't like they would know that. "I am a top student at the Garrison, about to be the youngest officer in Garrison history, and am currently Paladin of the Black Lion, leader of Voltron." With every statement, Kova descended the staircase, until she reached the floor. Then, she took careful steps toward Keith and Pidge. "You have been declared MIA and considered deceased for a decade, losing your status and any rank you may have had." Kova was only inches away from Keith's face, glaring into his eyes. Kova was only inches shorter than Keith, so the staring contest wasn't ridiculous. The pair held the other's gaze long enough for Shiro to intervene. 
"Continue your tasks as ordered," Shiro told the teens. "You go ahead into the med bay. Kova, in my office." Kova and Shiro walked away first. As they left the bridge, the teens glared and ignored the trio until they left. Allie flinched as Keith passed by, but nothing more was said. 
"Kovalia, what was that?" Shiro began his reprimand. "You're the leader of Voltron, a high ranking student, my daughter. You're supposed to be showing that rank without telling people off!" 
"He questioned my authority!" Kova argued. "Again! This is the second time he has tried to overturn my decisions."
"So you let me handle him!" Shiro stood to full height. Shiro's time at the Garrison was starting to show. "Is that so hard to do?"
"YES!" Kova all but shouted. "We've avoided using 'Emperor' and 'Yorak' in the same sentence, we haven't tried telling them about current events, and besides Kenny being ten years older than before, I doubt they believe us when we say it's been ten quiznacking years since anyone has seen them!" 
"Kyla, enough!" Curtis yelled over Kova's yelling. Both Shiro and Kova stared at the holoscreen on Shiro's desk with shock on both their faces. 
"How, uh, how long have you been there?" Kova asked, pointing at the holographic picture of Curtis. 
"Long enough." Curtis crossed his arms, looking annoyed. "Kova, you are dismissed to your room."
"Yes sir," Kova muttered, shooting Shiro a look. Kova never made it to her room, as the Coeus violently leaned to its left. Kova ran to the bridge, with another blast propelling her forward to collide with the console. While her ribs might be bruised for a while, it didn't matter when faced with multiple enemy ships, almost all of them bearing the bright purple V with a little tail. 
"Hand over the half-Galra and no one gets hurt." An unknown voice spoke before their face appeared on the Coeus's screen, completely covered from head to hip in dark armor with a wide V with a tail. The large gun in their hands was held to appear more intimidating, but the slight shake of his hands spoke louder than words. With a small hand signal, Caleb and Liz activated the particle barrier and closed off sectors of the ship. It trapped Kenny on one side of the ship with the former Paladins while trapping the current Paladins and Shiro. 
As the particle barrier surrounded the Coeus, the enemy ships fired. Kenny sent a small message to the console, and Kova sent back an agreement. The lights on the entire ship turned off, replaced by low red lights. The steering apparatus for the Coeus appeared at Kova's console, ready for her influence. Before taking control over steering, Kova sent the message to the other Paladins on their consoles. 
ER: 'Ballistas report a design failure. We have to travel via wormhole'
HC: 'Prepare the ship. I got steering.'
The Paladins could only brace themselves, hoping that the Coeus could endure this battle. That's when Caleb had an idea. Sending a brief message to Kova, he went to the Coeus's network. Transferring the page to Liz, they both set to work. 
They still had the training bot. 
Activating the large mecha, Caleb and Liz took over its motor functions. Caleb controlled everything above the hips, while Liz had everything below. The transport bay doors opened, and the pair led the bot out. There was a hole in the particle barrier, but it would have to dealt with later. The pair piloted the bot until a well-aimed shot took it offline. 
By the time the mecha died, the Coeus was already gone through the wormhole.
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And here is Leila’s older brother! And how about we call him ANTOK? ;w; I think Papa Kolivan would probably want that... (SOBS)
Just dropping in more love child ideas with @onetallday and for @kabuki-akuma‘s Allurivan ship!
- Kolivan and Allura’s first-born child, who embraces his Altean heritage more than his Galra ancestry.
- Antok clearly looks Altean. But he does have a bit of Galra traits. + His hair floofs out like his father and his “ears” aren’t there. That’s because his hair supposedly acts as his ears already. :3 + He doesn’t have the reddish-burgundy streak like Kolivan. + Antok’s skin color and white hair being parted in the middle is reminiscent of Allura. But when he’s in formal attire, he likes to brush it a bit more the the right side and soften his floofy-ness. :3 + He has visible pupils, unlike his younger sister. + His eyes are sky blue, along with his facial markings.
- Since I headcanon that Leila is smaller than the average Galra, I thought it’d be fun to headcanon that is Antok taller than the average Altean. HAHAHA. Which means, he would already outgrow his mom and sister by the teen years. (Leila’s not gonna be happy to hear or see that LOL XD)
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midnightlie · 4 years
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About the exaggerated height differences... The opposite is also true 👀 I don't understand it when people draw Lance much shorter than Keith? Their heights were about the same in the last season... and he's a growing boy lol
yes true!!!! with galtean stuff (reverse and otherwise) it doesnt bother me a whole lot but if theres more than a few inches in difference between either of them, either way, i go 😬😬 ur very right but u dont see it as often as making keith a babie boi bleh
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galraluver · 3 years
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Scenario for how ezor zethrid acxa and lotor would react to see narti not only alive but has a daughter? I know narti would probably be scared and very protective of her baby when she sees lotor.
Sure thing! I'll try my best
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Ever since Narti found out that she and (Y/n) managed to conceive a child together their lives changed in a way they never would have expected. On the day Narti laid her egg it'd been one of the most painful things she had experienced; nearly getting killed was far more painful than pushing an egg out of her body, although laying an egg was still really painful. (Y/n) felt guilty for being the cause of his mate's painful experience, thankfully from the time she went into labor to after she laid her egg only lasted around five vargas. Their child ended up being a girl, (Y/n) promised Narti that he would do anything to protect her and their little girl. He felt nothing but love for their daughter as soon as she hatched and he got to hold her for the very first time, the only thing about her that seemed unnatural to him was their daughter wouldn't need to drink milk; Nav was mostly reptilian like her mother, but she had eyes and could speak like him, although she didn't start talking until she was almost a deca-phoeb old.
(Y/n) and Narti loved their daughter more than the universe itself, they would do anything to protect her from harm. However, their peaceful life would soon be disturbed when a certain galtean prince and his three remaining generals arrived on the planet Narti and her little family were hidden on. When Lotor, Ezor, Acxa and Zethrid landed on a planet they had never been to before Lotor sent Acxa, Ezor and Zethrid to see if anyone was around. They stayed together as they walked through the forest until they came across a house after a while. The house itself wasn't out of the ordinary, but who they saw sitting in the grass was; none of them could believe who they saw, they thought she had been killed.
"Is that who I think it is?" Ezor whisper-asked as she, Zethrid and Acxa hid in the bushes to avoid being seen by their old colleague.
"It's Narti." Zethrid whispered in pure shock, her large eyes looking even bigger than usual; they all saw Lotor kill Narti, or at least they thought that they did.
"(Y/n) must have saved her." Acxa concluded, peering out of the bushes while standing next to a tree.
Narti, Kova and Nav were enjoying the nice weather while (Y/n) was out hunting for dinner; Narti enjoyed hunting, but she wanted to stay behind to keep an eye on Nav who was too young to be left alone. However, when Narti heard whispering she stood up and got into a defensive position; someone was watching her and she knew who it was. Nav had been startled by Narti's defensive behavior and hid behind her mother, knowing what danger was after being told multiple times to always be careful whenever she was outside. Acxa looked at Ezor and Ezor looked at Zethrid, the three of them knowing that there was no point in hiding anymore. Zethrid and Acxa didn't want to be the first ones to give away their position, so Ezor had to do it for them.
"Narti?" Ezor asked in disbelief, being the first one to step out of the bushes.
"We thought you were dead." Zethrid said quietly, following her girlfriend out of the bushes.
Acxa didn't say anything as she followed Zethrid, keeping her distance since she wasn't sure what to expect. Narti was beyond shocked to see Acxa, Ezor and Zethrid there with Kova's help; she thought that she, her husband and their daughter were completely hidden, she should have known it was too good to be true. Narti relaxed a little after a few moments, allowing Ezor to hug her and she reciprocated the friendly gesture. Ezor was always friendly to those she was close to, even when one of those people were practically banished from the galra empire. Nav peeked out from behind her mother to look at the three strangers, curious as to why one of them was hugging her mother.
"I see that you and (Y/n) have a kit." Acxa noted out loud, looking down at Nav who had been looking up at her.
"Awww, she's so cute!" Ezor added with excitement, waving at Nav after she and Narti let go of each other.
Nav shyly looked up at Ezor, Acxa and Zethrid, not sure what to think of them as Narti bent down, picked her up and held her as she stood back up. Zethrid smiled at Nav, feeling oddly happy that Narti was now a mother of an adorable daughter. It was incredibly rare for a galra hybrid to conceive any children during their life, so Nav was really a miracle child. While the four women caught up with each other Lotor was becoming curious as to where his three generals were, so he went to look for them. When he eventually found them talking to Narti he was angry; he killed Narti because in eyes she was a traitor, he decided to kill her again and make sure she was dead.
"What is the meaning of this?" Lotor questioned angrily as he stormed towards Narti, sword drawn and by his side.
Everyone jumped in shock and looked at Lotor when they heard him, none of them were expecting him to just pop out of nowhere. Narti was scared but protective at the same time, she refused to let Lotor harm her or her daughter. She was scared that Lotor was going to try to kill her again and kill Nav too, she wouldn't put it past him to kill an innocent child just because Nav was blood related to her. Nav panicked when Lotor stormed towards her mother and she began to cry, burying her face in the crook of Narti's neck in an attempt to hide from the scary man. Before Lotor could get too close to Narti, Ezor and Zethrid got in front of her in a way to protect her from Lotor's wrath.
"Lotor, don't do anything that you'll regret." Ezor said as calmly as she could in an attempt to defuse the situation, she refused to let Lotor kill Narti and Nav.
Lotor glared at Ezor before turning his attention back to Narti, glaring at her with an evil grin. Thankfully before he could raise his sword (Y/n) had come home from his hunting trip, immediately dropping the animal he killed so that he could protect his mate and their daughter. He barreled towards Lotor and growled, fully prepared to fight the galtean prince to the death if he had to; he refused to let anyone kill or harm them.
"Lotor." (Y/n) growled angrily once he stood between Narti and Lotor, bearing his teeth at the other man.
"(Y/n), stand aside!" Lotor growled in response, pointing the tip of his sword in the direction of Narti's husband.
"Leave here now! You've gone this long not knowing that we're here, now leave us alone!" (Y/n) growled louder, not backing down from the potential fight.
"Fine, we'll leave. Acxa, Ezor, Zethrid, come!" Lotor snapped, putting his sword back into its sheath before turning around and walking away.
Acxa glanced at Narti and her daughter before following Lotor, not saying anything; she didn't like how Lotor treated others, unfortunately at the time she wasn't able to leave. Zethrid said a quick goodbye to (Y/n) and Narti before following Acxa, wishing that Lotor wasn't so huffy. Ezor was the last to leave, wishing (Y/n) and Narti good luck before leaving; she would have liked to hold Nav, but unfortunately Lotor was in a hurry to leave. Lotor never wanted to see Narti again, so he swore to never return to the planet she lived on; even he knew when to leave the past in the past. Narti, (Y/n) and Nav watched as they left before (Y/n) went to go retrieve the dead animal he dropped earlier, grateful that he came home before his wife and daughter were murdered. From then on Narti and her little family wouldn't be bothered by Lotor again, the three of them able to enjoy their peaceful life together.
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saltwife · 5 years
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Lotura Valentines gift for @giobana!  Bring on the beautiful white haired Galtean babies!!
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eldunea · 5 years
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Places a baby galtean sewenya on Lotor's chair. Now he has someone to match with! Twinning is winning!
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      ❝oh, my poor child. having to see your father like this…❞
for the first time he feels affection toward the useless unwanted scrap that he had spent much of his time refusing to acknowledge as his daughter. seeing him in that crybaby costume, she must have been scarred for life.
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A request from @whatislife1babydonthurtme, done in this format because Tumblr is being beyond stupid.
“Galtean Klance AU  part 1! (this is a little long so I had to split it in two)     So I like the headcanon that Alteans aren't ticklish, it's just not a part of their species. They have different physical definitions of sensitivity.     So, an Alternate Universe where Lance is Altean and Keith is fully Galran, Lance isn't ticklish, but apparently the Galra are.    Lance finds out about this on accident. He has no idea what the hell is happening and experiments on his fluffy boyfriend.”
“Galtean Klance AU  part 2!     So Keith, having been an orphan and not being used to physical contact, is so confused like wtf is happening to his body? Why is he laughing?? But he also weirdly enjoys it because it feels nice and it fills his body with butterflies and giddiness.    And Lance is 200% serious like "why is this so funny to you? I don't get it." And Keith just laughs because he doesn't know the answer anyway.“
“Galtean Klance AU  (part 3?? I forgot a small detail ; v ;)    Afterwards, Keith tries to do it back on Lance, he pokes various spots on Lance's body but nothing happens and Keith is like  (O___o) ??????????????”
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A/N: Sorry about the delay, I honestly wasn’t liking how it was turning out. Also, Tumblr for some odd reason won’t allow copying and pasting without a lot of code when using the computer?? So to transfer the story from Google Docs took a bit of figuring out. I hope you enjoy!
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It had been an arranged day like any other. The two princes had been engaged since childhood and had been growing up alongside each other to ensure a positive outcome.
As the wedding day came closer, Alfor demanded Keith spend the night at the castle. Adam was horrified and felt the fear of betrayal on it’s way. The Altean hybrid would be damned if his baby would be living with such a man.
Lance was fine, Coran was fine, Allura was fine, but Alfor? The man who played favorites among his children, the man who acted as if Lance was just property? Not a chance in hell.
As soon as word got out that Adam and Shiro, the young kings of a new Galran planet, had taken in a child…. the Altean king was at their doorstep with both children in arms in hopes of an alliance.
Allura was six, Lance was four, and Keith was five. The queen had been appalled. He was involved. But there was a problem. If Allura chose Lotor, she’s have to rule from Druel to carry old traditions, or disrespect her in-laws and stay on Altea, with out her husband.
If she chose Romelle, she’d stay and rule here. The was a problem that rested on Lance’s shoulders. If his sister left, he’d have to rule. His father would rather him leave the planet all together, but there were no more heirs.
But if Allura left, there would be war. The queen of the new Galran world wouldn’t let his baby be taken from him. Forced to marry young, forced to live somewhere else, not allowed to choose who he married?! The nerve!
But…. that was between the grown ups, and that was Allura’s stress. For now the seventeen-year-olds were having fun just spending time together. “Why do you tie your hair so tightly? Or is this Adam?” Lance was slowly massaging his boyfriend’s scalp after he undid the long braid.
Keith purred softly at the touch, blushing from the comment. “Adam was busy this morning and… it just didn’t feel like I did it right.” The younger prince giggled softly. “Maybe you should cut your hair?” He received a head turn, followed by a glare.
“I’m just saying, you kind of look like a chick!” The Galran prince sighed as he studied the wall before him again.“ All my people wear their hair like this.” He shivered as fingers brushed against the back of his neck. “Ture, but you have a doll face.” Unlike Shiro,
Keith didn’t have a tail. He couldn’t just playfully twack the other as his brother could. “Why is your bed so…. Squishy?” His best tactic was to change the subject. “Hm?” 
The Altean examined his own bed. He was a bit confused, it wasn’t his fiancée's first time in his chamber… or on the bed. “You’ve never said anything before. It’s the same mattress I’ve had for years.” Keith nodded slowly. “It’s just… really… squishy.”
He squeezed it in emphasis, it puffed out in his hands as if he were squeezing his own thigh… but looser. “Well yeah… is yours not?” He’d have to fix that if they moved to Keith’s room. Honestly… Lance wanted to leave. He’d miss his home, he’d miss Coran, but he could visit.
But… he cared not for his government, for his father. Coran was his father, that’s all Lance cared about. “No. It’s firm…. Not… pudding.” The younger prince rolled his eyes at the comment. 
They continued on in silence. As Lance finished, he draped the braid over the older’s shoulder before leaning forward and kissing the nape of his love’s neck. Keith jumped slightly before trying to look over at the other.
His fiancée refused to move as he boredly brushed his lips around the area. Purple eyes widened as nerves responded to the touch. Heat and laughter attempted to bubble to the surface before the male moved forward, covering his mouth. 
“L-Lance!” The younger pulled back, sitting up. “Dude, I was just messing with you.” He didn’t mean to offend his boyfriend. “I.. I know but. It tickled,” he huffed. It what? Pencil thin brows lowered. “It… what?” Did he hear him correctly? “Huh?” Keith sat back up, rubbing the back of his neck.
“What did you say? You know?” He moved back forward to do the motion again against the side of the other’s neck. “Ack! H-Hey,” the attacked squeaked. He pushed his fiancée back some as he leaned back. “That, what was that? You called it something earlier.” Huh? Oh. The Galran processed before rubbing the area and sitting up again.
“I tickled,” Keith repeated. The Altean tilted his head. It wouldn’t be the first time they’d hit a language barrier. “What’s tickled?” The older prince blushed a bit more. “Um… well… it’s.” He took a breath. They both knew Keith was terrible at explaining things. 
“Tickled is the past tense for something that tickles. Which is the feeling when someone runs their fingers or something over a sensitive, or ticklish body part? I don’t know. Curtis and Shiro said it was a nerve thing.”
Well… that didn’t help. He moved back against the large headboard before patting his lap. “Come, show me.” Sighing, Keith crawled over before awkwardly sitting by the other. “Um?” He wasn’t sure how to show Lance.
Should he… have Lance tickle him? Slowly, he took the other’s hand and placed it on his side. “I guess…. Just kind of move your hands? Like your fingers?” The other was a bit confused, but nodded. “Like… like this?” He just tapped them stiffly against the area. It wasn’t doing much.
“No… like… maybe a squeezing motion, it scratching… or wiggling?” Blue met purple at the last one. “Wiggling?” The fiancée nodded before putting his hand up. “Like this.” He demonstrated the motion. “Okay?” Lance shook his head a bit before trying it, and pulled back quickly at the response.
Keith squeaked before moving to the side. “What was that?!” His love had spazed out, an unholy noise escaped his lips! “It tickled,” Keith explained. “I’m really ticklish.” The Galran prince started giggling helplessly as both hands found his side.
The Altean was interested in this new discovery. He’d never seen anything like it. Apart from the snorts, wheezes, and unholy noises, the younger noted the action was making his love laugh.
“Sthahaop, L-Lhahance!” Fingers had decided to explore outwards. The soft tummy and back were under attack. Sure, the back earned a few giggles, but the tummy… The younger pulled back quickly to avoid the moving limbs, the scream escaping the other also scared him. 
“What was that?!” Keith was giggling softly, arms covering his tummy as he curled up. “It tickled,” came the same reply. “That’s one of my worst spots!” He was talking as if Lance knew this information, as if he was talking to Adam.
The hybrid would tickle the younger as punishment, bonding, comfort, etc. Just typical parental things. He wasn’t expecting for his arms to be pulled away, and be turned onto his back in a quick motion. “L-Lance!” His mind was stuck back with Adam. His family were the only ones who could tickle him. 
This was… a little odd? “I wanna do that again!” Child-like excitement filled the prince’s eyes. “What? Wait, no ,no, nahahao!” The Glaran’s head flew back as he squealed. His hands met the Altean’s as his energy weakened.
“Lahahance, stop it!” The other was amazed. He stopped quickly when the other cried out for air. “That’s really cool, and pretty cute. Who’d have thought a few touches were all that was needed to bring down the all-mighty, emo, edgey, Glaran prince?”
Keith huffed in annoyance before flipping the tables and pinning his boyfriend beneath him. “Really? Because in a minute I’m going to have you pleading for mercy!” Fingers dug into the prince’s sides, tummy, ribs, hell Keith even tried his fet. Nothing, not even a flinch. “What? How is it your… you of all people have to be ticklish!
“How is this possible?” The younger shrugged. “I’ve never seen that before honestly.” That’s when it hit Keith. During tickle fights between Shiro and Adam, Adam would always win. Shiro would mutter something about Alteans being immune to it. Though Adam was a hybrid, he could hardly feel the sensations. 
“Damn it,” he sighed. The Altean prince looked up rather confused. “What's your issue?” Keith sighed before poking the exposed tummy. “Alteans aren’t ticklish… I just remembered.” Lance frowned before smirking.
“Oh but… I think you make up for it nicely. Come here!” The remainder of the night was filled with giggles and squeals as the prince educated himself more on the subject of tickling. Let’s just say… they didn’t wake up until past noon.
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