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Kitbull Shance AU 🖤💙
(Azure-paladin) 29 for soulmates
Two souls // @azure-paladin // Open
#29: You can see every color except the color of your soulmate’s eyes until you meet them.
Why was he even required to take pilot classes? He was an engineer! He was here to learn how these machines worked and what made them fly! He wasn’t going to be piloting any of these death machines anyway! He wanted to build them. And make them bigger and better and safer for everyone. What was the point of taking flight lessons when you couldn’t tell mountains apart from the ocean anyway?
Everyone could not have gotten their vision complimented already. Wasn’t there laws against sending children with incomplete eyes into the sky? Even if those skies happened to be simulated? Hunk looked up at the machine. It was bouncing back and forth to simulate the movements of a real air craft. His stomach gurgled. He was not going to enjoy this. Not at all. The boy leaned to the side to peer forward to check how many there was left before it was his turn.
That was when he saw him. Some scrawny kid with a big forehead and spiky brown hair. And that was when the whole world went so bright with colours someone might just have switched on a headlight straight into Hunk’s eyes in a dark room. He clutched at his head and yelped.
panickypaladin:
Wandering the halls Lance soon found himself at the reception.
Lance found the reception and went right up to the desk, his stuff had been stored in a room for him while he was to go to class so he would have to ask for that and which room he was assigned to.
“Uh.... Hi, my name’s Lance McClain. I got here late and had to hurry to class before getting assigned my room. I was told that my bags are stored in a room here?” He explained, trying to look about as confident as a scrawny Cuban boy could. “Professor Adam told me to come here and get situated in my room now that I did the lesson.” He added.
He rubbed the back of his head, fidgeting a bit. He was beginning to wonder who he was roomed with, where even his room would be? Would he end up getting lost trying to find it?
(azure-paladin) Doctor, doctor
Keith was ridiculously sick. And this was absolutely inopportune timing, because he was supposed to have leadership qualities and all that, and it was hard to lead when he was, well, ridiculously sick. Sure, Shiro was back, but he still was in anything other than top condition and he was hardly back to shape enough to be the leader of Voltron once more. However, Keith was far from being in top condition right now. He didn’t want to worry his fellow Paladins, because Keith had been through much worse than the common cold - but this didn’t feel like a common cold. Perhaps it was because his Galra traits were starting to kick in more, perhaps it made a simple human sickness feel that much more deadly, but Keith couldn’t even get out of bed.
It had started with the chills. Intense hot and cold sweats that prevented him from sleep and drenched the blankets. Then the nausea, and the vomitting, hours spent wretching in the bathroom. He looked even more pale than he normally did, and he was buried under his current blanket, shivering and trying to keep down any semblance of fluids. He had told the other Paladins not to come near his room, mostly for fear that they would get sick as well, but also because he didn’t want them to see him in this condition. After all, Keith was meant to be strong, tough, and definitely not show weakness.
thatemoredlion:
“I’m sure we will. Get to see them again, I mean. I don’t know why we wouldn’t. This war has to end eventually, and we will all get to go back to Earth. Back home.” He wanted to add back to our families, but while Lance would get to, Keith wasn’t sure what he would do once he got back to Earth. At this point, it appeared there was nothing there for him anymore. Would he remain in space? Would he stay behind with Krolia and the rest of the Blade? Questions to ponder when he wasn’t sick.
Hearing the other’s conceited comment in regards to his compliment, Keith snorted, rolling violet hues as he pulled the blanket more over them. “I don’t know, Lance, they never mention speaking Spanish between someone’s thighs. You might have to compete a bit with the French.” He laughed, before he arched an eyebrow at the other’s doubt. Keith hadn’t spoken in his native tongue in awhile, obviously having no one to speak it to. Shiro and him had for awhile, though both of them came from different Asian backgrounds, but there were enough similarities to get gysts of it.
“Naleul mid-eo, hangug-eoneun segsihan eon-eoga anibnida.” He waved a gloved hand in the air, speaking Korean as fluently as if he had never spoken English a day in his life. He smirked, before bringing some more soup to his mouth and humming, rolling his shoulders. “Asian language always sounds rather broken. I think the writing is beautiful, but speaking it? Not so much.”
“That would be great.... But we do have a whole universe to save. Could be a while....” Lance replied with a sigh, he wanted to be optimistic about it all but there were so many planets and people who needed their help, and an entire alien race that needed to be stopped.
“Bah! French has nothing on Spanish. Spanish rolls off the tongue so smooth, French is all nasally?” He stated in retort to Keith’s comment about having to compete with French, waving his hands in his usual dramatic manner to emphasize what he was saying.
His deep blue eyes lit up as Keith spoke on Korean, to him it was beautiful. He loved how different it sounded compared to how the other paladin usually spoke. “I dunno man, I think it’s pretty cool.” He said with a big grin plastered on his tan face.
(Azure-paladin) "W-where am I...?"
Mermaids // @azure-paladin // Open
“You’re awake?” The light shifted and swung around somewhere above him. The limited light was cast up towards a sturdy wooden ceiling. The flame flickered and caught on as a lantern that was hanging from a beam was turned on. “Hang on. Try not to move. You were badly hurt.” A human showed up right at the corner of his eyes, carrying a candle. All around them the walls were rattling with the heavy rainfall and howling wind.
panickypaladin:
That was observant of Lance. That he knew his own body well enough to tell he had gashes without having to see them. “I’m sorry. I did what I could but…” He motioned to the fin. “I just don’t know this kind of stuff. I’ve never had to put band aids on a fish, even less a mermaid before.” He put the wrapping away and had a closer look at the tear. He knew gold fish and such that swam perfectly fine with a rip in their fins or tail. But those didn’t have much of a brain.
It was only going to get worse. At least Lance didn’t seem to be in as much pain as Hunk had feared. He went on further to undo the next bandage. A smaller one that had been around a bruise and was mostly there to keep it clean. The third one was worse. Hunk had put on a big medical pad on this one and taped it down with medical tape. The gauze was there to make sure it didn’t slip off and the human was hesitating to remove it. He didn’t want to irritate this one too much and his fingers hovered over the merman’s tail.
Quickly the human sighed and gently let his fingers touch down on the scales below the bandage. “This is the worst one. I think you struck the cliff here.” he nodded towards the last bandage.
Lance snorted slightly at Hunk’s comment about putting band aids on a fish. “Well I’m not too sure those weird sticky band aids would even stick to scales.” He teased a bit, trying to not show how worried he was about his tail.
He curiously watched as the human removed the second bandage, that would wasn’t bad, just a bruise. “Oh that one isn’t bad. Just kinda bruised.” He comments.
He noticed how the human hesitated on the third bandage, it told him that the wound hidden beneath was bad. He swallowed hard, looking at the last bandage before looking back up at Hunk with worry in his glowing blue eyes. “Just looking at your eyes.... I can tell it’s bad...”
panickypaladin:
“What!? No!” Hunk was tense but he kept still for Lance’s sake. The last thing the dragon needed was to be jostled around and disturbed when he healed. “The galra can’t have dragons! Their physicality isn’t right for the… I mean they are people too, but they haven’t had dragons since the ancient ones disappeared. Since the dragon coalition disbanded.” He had read his history and knew it well. It was not that the galra didn’t have dragons in their land. The beasts had gone feral long ago and the galra themselves had lost that which connected them to their dragons in the first place. “This can’t be happening.”
He took one hand off Lance to brush his bangs back and just… hold his palm against his own forehead as if it would help him to think. Maybe this was heir destiny. Maybe this was why things had been so slow. To let them have their chance at life before destiny intervened and had them fly into a slaughter of a war. Two riders with two dragons could not take on the entirety of an arm like that. They would surely not last long if the galra came in flying and prepared.
“Where did you hear this sort of information? How can this be possible?” Hunk couldn’t even start to think of even entertaining the idea of an alliance between them. He was in too much shock and he didn’t even LIKE this guy or his dragon! “What should we do? What can we do? It is just us four against an army? That is insane! And we can not leave our own land to fend for themselves to go to this keep of yours. Me and Lance are sworn to protect our home.”
Lance slept blissfully in the warm water, enjoying the feeling of Hunk’s touch against his scales and fur. He was feeling much more at ease now that the poison was at bay and he could just sleep.
Shiro sighed, it was good to see that Hunk was well versed in the history of the Galra, it meant he didn’t have to explain them to him. “Ever heard of a Gore Magala?” He asked. “They found one.... And it’s scales have infected many beasts in their lands, making them stronger and more aggressive.... They have forced those effected by the scales into being ridden. While Zarkon controls the Gore Magala...” He explained.
“My Lord.... The one who heads the castle here. He’s been in constant contact with King Alfor of Altea. Their people have been tracking the Galra’s movements...” He said, his grey hues casting down as he folded his arms over his chest. “For now, we wait. We must prepare for the worst. Altea and us humans will be joining forces to beat the Galra, but until that time we can only be ready. Prep villages to defend themselves....” He stated.
“Ahoy, cadets. I’m his right hand man”
I like to think that when keith’s scar was still fresh, he never took proper care of it and lance would get pissed off and inspect it for good measure.
And for our final day of Voltron shipping week, one of Ns favorites – #Hance ! Thanks so much for playing along this week, yall. We love and value all ships! So long as you’re having fun and no one is being hurt, go for it.
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hvggar:
The way he chokes on her words makes her want to slap him; she hates him she hates him she hates him. ALL of them. Those pathetic, scheming paladins, forever ruining everything. It’ll take time, but by the gods, she will kill every single one of them.
“You don’t know what I’ll do.” Haggar snarls at him, eyes bright with anger. She steps away unexpectedly, letting him fall to the floor, and giving him a harsh kick to the ribs. She stares down at him, and takes a moment to compose herself as she watches him. Pathetic.
She turns around, and starts to pace again, hands curled into fists so tight that her nails dig into her palms. She doesn’t notice the sting. She doesn’t care. She remains quite for a while, gaze flickering to him every few seconds to ensure he’s behaving. “Oh paladin, whatever shall I do with you…” She murmurs, half to herself.
Just her presence alone was enough to make Lance’s heart pound in his chest, the look of pure hatred in her eyes.... If looks could kill, he would surely have been dead already.
He flinched when she snarled her response at him, expecting to be hit or something. He was caught off guard when she stepped back, falling forward onto the ground with a thud. Before he could pick himself up, he is kicked harshly in the ribs, causing him to cry out in pain. The air was knocked right out of him from the force of the kick.
He shakily curled into a ball of pain, choking in pained breaths while she paced back and forth quietly. After a while, she finally spoke and he words sent shivers down his spine. He desperately tried to pick himself up on the ground, he had to escape!
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✂ - point sternly at a chair and tell my muse to sit down
Lance froze in shock when Hunk pointed sternly towards a chair sitting nearby, telling him to sit down. It was not often that he saw the yellow paladin like this, so it was something that caught him off guard.
He hesitated for a moment before hanging his head and going over to the chair, unceremoniously flopping down into it and folding his arms. “What? Why are you being so…. I dunno….. Bossy? Stern?”
panickypaladin:
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(Azure-paladin) "W-where am I...?"
Mermaids // @azure-paladin // Open
“You’re awake?” The light shifted and swung around somewhere above him. The limited light was cast up towards a sturdy wooden ceiling. The flame flickered and caught on as a lantern that was hanging from a beam was turned on. “Hang on. Try not to move. You were badly hurt.” A human showed up right at the corner of his eyes, carrying a candle. All around them the walls were rattling with the heavy rainfall and howling wind.
panickypaladin:
That was probably a good idea. He went around the table to the sun chair that Lance was seated in with the damp cushion beneath his butt. “Do you feel anything weird about it all? Except being wrapped in gauze?” The human simply crouched down and grabbed on to the legs of the chair.
Without any trouble Hunk just shifted the chair so that Lance’s tail was facing along the table and not towards it. And towards Hunk so the human could see him properly. “I’m not a doctor or anything. I just did what we usually do with wounds and cuts back home. Clean it, pad it and wrap it.”
But now Hunk was about to undo the work he had done during the night before. The gauze had gotten a bit wrinkled by the damp towels during the night. Usually it would have been better to leave a bandage for a while and not irritate the wound. But Lance was not just anybody and he had to know his own tail and scales and would know best how to get this better. Hunk fiddled with the knot for a moment before it came undone.
The gauze fell away bit by bit as Hunk began to unwrap the patch closest to Lance’s fin. His fingers brushed over the tear in the fine membrane. “Is this going to heal? With this sea witch healer you mentioned?”
Lance blinked his glowing blue eyes when Hunk asked him if he felt anything weird, he shrugged. “I can feel a constant sort of stinging throb? My guess is.... I probably have a good sized gash or two?” He replied.
He sat nice and still while Hunk shifted the chair he was on, moving it to a better position so they could work on his tail better. “Well so far it seems like it did the trick?” He comments.
He watched closely as the bandages were removed from the patch closest to his damaged fin, his glowing eyes landing on the tear. His thin eyebrows furrow in a concerned manner, he hadn’t expected it to be that bad... “I.... Maybe? I dunno.... It’s pretty bad....” He admits, looking upset now that he has seen the damage to his fin.
panickypaladin:
Alert. Damage. Hurt.
Something was going seriously wrong in Hunk’s head. With his whole being he wanted to turn around and leave. This wasn’t right. Lance didn’t smell of omega. But he didn’t smell like anything or anyone that would be healthy either. It smelled wrong. Lance smelled wrong. If someone came in here that didn’t know this might have ended poorly for the omega.
But this was Lance and Hunk felt his heart clench as he saw his best friend in this state. And he grit his teeth and pushed into the bathroom. He went down on one knee next to the omega and got his arms in beneath his frail body. Hunk’s face went pale as he felt how thin Lance actually was. His body hardly weight anything to the alpha. Hunk thought that Lance was getting better! That the new pills were cheaper so that the omega was eating full meals again!
A whine went through Hunk’s throat as he lift Lance up from the floor. The hair on his neck stood on edge as the smell assaulted all of his senses. “Come on. I got you Lance. It’s gonna be alright. Up you go.” He cradled the omega in his embrace and hushed him gently. Lance’s shirt was sweat soaked. “What happened? Did you catch a cold? Flu? Stomach bug?” He sat Lance down on the toilet and began to pull his shirt off.
Lance would be completely unable to protect himself if someone besides Hunk had gotten into his dorm, he was too sick to even lift his head let alone try and fight someone off.
He has never been so sick in his life, he couldn’t understand or really comprehend what could have caused this to happen so suddenly, but it doesn’t help that he was too sick to even really think straight. He winced slightly as Hunk got his arms underneath him, every little touch felt like he was being burned with hot iron.
He cried out weakly as he is lifted up off of the cold floor, soon hiding his face against Hunk’s chest as he trembled violently. It took him a while to register what had been asked, a pained groan sounding as a cramp rolled through him again. “I-I.... I dunno..... I have.... horrible cramping.....” He replied.
panickypaladin:
The sight of the purple galra fur made the paladin’s give pause. As they turned to look towards yellow and saw the frail and sickly looking figure stagger forward. Keith gasped and perhaps Allura went tense. But at this point they had all found friends within the Blade of Marmora as well as enemies in the empire. But the sight of this galra that came into view was not one hat they could ever prepare for.
It was Lance. It had to be Lance. It looked just like him. With the same hair and the same body type. But there was a tail twitching and his eyes had lost their blue and the pupils gone to complete yellow. Pidge gasped and rushed forward as fast as she could. Shiro reached forward to try and stop her, but he was a second too late. Instead he started moving too.
The green paladin sprinted straight up to Lance and threw her arms around him to pull him into a tight hug. “Oh god! Oh god, your’e alive!” she gasped as tears began to stream down her face as she buried her nose into the thin fabric of the shirt he was wearing.
Shiro caught up and stopped a step or two away from them just taking in what he was seeing and what had happened to Lance.
in all honestly, Lance had half expected to be attacked in defense or something when the rest of the team saw him, so he was relieved when that didn’t happen. He was so frail and weak that it was hard to even look at everyone, his body trembling from the strain.
He didn’t even have time to prepare himself when Pidge sprinted right over to him, pulling him into a tight hug where he just melts into her attention. This was real! It just had to be! He hiccups slightly as he begins to sob, feebly hugging Pidge back.
“I-I thought..... I was never.... going to get out....” He said in a weak voice between sobs.
"This boat... will sink!"
Lance’s tan face gets a look of both surprise and concern when he hears that the boat he was one would sink, sure he could swim, pretty well actually, but he was in the middle of the ocean!
“Whoa whoa!! What!!? What do you mean it WILL sink!!?” He exclaimed in a panicked tone of voice. “Boats are supposed to FLOAT not SINK!!!” He added.
panickypaladin:
“Are you sure?” He asked in an accusatory tone. “I’ve read the stories. About Mermaids bringing humans to their caves. Treating them nicely and putting them in the best spot and loving them. Then the human brings out a mirror and then the mermaid is lost in the reflection.” His ears dropped down and flicked back, all fins laying flat against his body. “I’ve read it! And I’m telling you! It doesn’t work! I’ve seen my reflection in water and glass and things like that! I don’t get hypnotized by it or anything!”
He threw an arm up from the cliff and pointed at Lance. “I don’t fall for your tricks human!”
Lance blinked his deep blue eyes with confusion as the merman explained the story of how humans used mirrors on mermaids, it was interesting but he wasn’t really sure how it would even be possible. “I’ve never heard of such a thing. You sure that it wasn’t just the mermaid falling for her own magic or something when she saw her reflection?” He asked.
He held his hands up innocently when the merman pointed at him. “I don’t have any tricks.”
(Azure-Paladin) ❝ I want you to help me through my first heat. I…I don’t trust anyone like I trust you. ❞
AOB starters // @azure-paladin // Closed
“It is coming up? Right here? Right now?” Hunk looked around quickly to see if there was any alphas that was starting to look in Lance’s direction. “Please tell me we got time to get inside.”
panickypaladin:
This was not happening! Not here! Not now! “Almost there, Lance. Almost home.” Hunk had noticed that Lance had been strangely sloppy with cleaning up when he had visited but he hadn’t thought the pile of laundry in the omega’s room as a nest. And now they were going to Hunk’s dinky little apartment for Lance’s first heat! This was going to be a disaster! He would smell alpha everywhere! “That would have been it then.” He gasped as the scent of the first weak heat wave filled his nose. Hunk whined and gripped tighter on Lance’s arm to keep him upright.
“I’ll keep you safe, Lance. I’ll protect you.” He began to mutter and repeat phrases like that as they finally reached to door to the apartment complex. He pulled out his keys and pressed the tag to the electronic lock. The door buzzed as it unlocked and Hunk yanked the door open and motioned for Lance to move into the lobby. They got to the elevator and hit the button. Inside the machinery started to whir. The elevator began to move. Slowly.
Lance was glad Hunk was there to hold him upright, the longer they walked, the harder it seemed to get. He made a pathetic sound of embarrassment when the alpha mentioned that him throwing laundry in a corner of his room had to be a nesting attempt. “What a pathetic attempt for a nest....” He whined.
He ends up with his face hidden against Hunk’s arm as they enter the apartment complex, his body trembling and soaked with sweat. This was absolutely miserable, why did this have to be a thing?
He shuffled slowly into the lobby, fidgeting and gazing around in an anxious manner while they waited for the elevator.
(azure-paladin) Doctor, doctor
Keith was ridiculously sick. And this was absolutely inopportune timing, because he was supposed to have leadership qualities and all that, and it was hard to lead when he was, well, ridiculously sick. Sure, Shiro was back, but he still was in anything other than top condition and he was hardly back to shape enough to be the leader of Voltron once more. However, Keith was far from being in top condition right now. He didn’t want to worry his fellow Paladins, because Keith had been through much worse than the common cold - but this didn’t feel like a common cold. Perhaps it was because his Galra traits were starting to kick in more, perhaps it made a simple human sickness feel that much more deadly, but Keith couldn’t even get out of bed.
It had started with the chills. Intense hot and cold sweats that prevented him from sleep and drenched the blankets. Then the nausea, and the vomitting, hours spent wretching in the bathroom. He looked even more pale than he normally did, and he was buried under his current blanket, shivering and trying to keep down any semblance of fluids. He had told the other Paladins not to come near his room, mostly for fear that they would get sick as well, but also because he didn’t want them to see him in this condition. After all, Keith was meant to be strong, tough, and definitely not show weakness.
thatemoredlion:
“Hmph….” He pouted, crossing his arms over his chest. He would like to think his hair was much more fashionable than a mullet, even if he knew by definition that that is exactly what it was. Still, he liked that he could sit and braid his hair, or pull it up when training, or all sorts of things. He could only imagine Lance with a mullet, and it was enough to make him laugh to himself, before attention was drawn back to the younger again.
“I’m sorry. It must be hard. To leave all your family behind unexpectedly. It isn’t exactly like we signed up for this. Or got a chance to say goodbye.” Keith hadn’t had to worry about that. His dad had passed long ago, and he had no one to leave behind on Earth. Quiznak, he hadn’t even found out his mom was still alive or around until recently, and that had certainly been the shock of a life time. He couldn’t imagine what Lance, Hunk, Pidge…what they were going through. Pidge had at least seen her brother and father since Voltron had become a thing, but Hunk and Lance? He wished he could help.
So, in typical Keith fashion, he put a hand on the other’s shoulder, just barely touching it. A form of odd comfort. Hearing Lance speaking Spanish back to him, he blushed. “You know, it sounds kind of…sexy. In a weird way. When you speak Spanish.” He mumbled, shaking his head. “My native language sounds dumb.”
Lance would much rather be caught dead than trying to pull off a mullet, he just didn’t have the face or anything for one. Not to mention, having longer hair was just a hassle, he already had his skin care to focus on, he didn’t need hair care added to it.
He sighed and nodded in agreement with Keith’s words, they really hadn’t had a chance to even think over what they were doing when they all left Earth in the Blue Lion. “Yeah.... It really is. I just hope that one day I will get to see them again, make them smile once more. Tell them all about the things Voltron has done.” He explained.
Despite the fact that Keith’s comment about him speaking Spanish sounding sexy, he tried to hide his blush and embarrassment with his usual facade. “You know what they say, Spanish is considered on of the sexiest sounding languages on Earth.” He stated proudly, looking over at the other curiously when he mentioned his own native language. “I doubt that.”