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stolen from @vin-robles

Nicknames: arka

Gender: male

Sign: libra

Height: 5’5 

Sexuality: ace

Hogwarts house: slytherin

Favorite animal: cats

Average hours of sleep: ... 10 hrs

Number of blankets I sleep with: none. it’s drought season buddy...

Dream trip: antarctica

Dream job: writer

When I made this account: uhh this is a remade acc, originally it was oct 2017 and remade in march 2018

Why I made this account: originally because someone (coughs @paterfamileo coughs) enabled me. i remade because i feel like it’s better to have separate account for zarkon as it was one of my high activity blog

Followers: 96, i like to keep it low so i usually softblock personals and inactive peeps...

Tagging: @sherisen @inquisitiveempath @paterfamileo (since u already got tagged anyway) @deception-and-disgrace

[highcmdr]

Could anyone do me a favor and like this or preferably reblog this if they are interested in writing with a semi-active COMMANDER SENDAK roleplay blog, from Voltron: Legendary Defender? (Trigger warnings for various dark themes.)

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[ haggar ]

Haggars frown only deepens when he speaks- he has been told to rest, and already he is disobeying. She looks down at him with narrowed eyes, gaze flickering over him, and sighs. 

“Sire, you have been told to rest.” 

She gives him no orders, nor directly shuts him down; but her tone is firm, and clearly states her disapproval. She may not have been able to stop him from being hurt in the first place, but she can sure as the stars shine stop him from hurting himself further. 

“Anything you need doing, I can either do myself, or get one of your commanders to handle.” 

She pauses for a moment, looking away almost guiltily- then looks back at him with more neutral expression.

“And I’m not frowning.”

a brief chuckle escaped him at her defensive tone, though soon it quieted down as he walked out of his bedchamber. the action of simply walking was more taxing than he expected, but he paid it no mind. he was sure that she would do something in case his steps faltered.

“an emperor must be seen, haggar. he must be unswayed by this silly little uprising”, he said. “i know that you are more than capable to handle all imperial matters, but you must understand; you are no galra. you cannot lead in my stead.” 

no, his people wouldn’t let that happen. it would only cause more unrest within his empire and he... he simply wanted to protect her, even if she was more than capable to protect herself.

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[ zarkon ]

       Zarkon would smile at the nudging if he were in brighter spirits( which, unsurprisingly, he almost never is ), something that could have existed without the mention of the new Paladins. “ No matter how far they are, I do not want them catching news of us —- of me. ” He felt far from ready for that, after everything that has happened. Something to be ignored, though, as his counterpart shows his own heart to him.

   He stares at the pieces of armor he’s already applied, quiet, rubbing his fingers together a little restlessly, but slowly. Comfort isn’t his strong suit, not anymore, he’s made that observation time and time again. It makes him feel awkward, but that’s set aside in favor of impulsiveness.

   Zarkon looks up and scoots forward slightly, lifting his hands a second later with no warning to gently grasp his duplicate’s biceps, pulling him down until their foreheads meet. He reaches for his face while he tilts his head up better, thumbs pressing firmly into the softer cheekbones, settling the bridges of their noses against each other evenly.

        “ It is out of your control. ” The former Emperor murmurs, honest as always, “ Nor is it your responsibility. Worry yourself not about the things you have no power over —- about that which should be my concern. ” He shuts his eyes and runs his claws along the jawline of his fellow Galra, fingers briefly toying with the plating that decorates it. “ But the Empire is strong, it will come back from this. ”

the gentleness of his counterpart’s action surprised him more than the word itself. zarkon allowed himself to be comforted and melted into the touch, his eyes falling shut as he rubbed the bridge of his nose against his counterpart’s.

“i suppose you know the empire better, since you ruled it for ten thousand years more than i...” zarkon sighed wearily, placing his hand over his counterpart’s hand. 

it was so frustrating, though. here in this reality, he was powerless even with the power of the black bayard. here, he had no political power, no control over the empire --- practically nothing, save for his counterpart’s support and this battered shuttle.

“well, alright then”, zarkon chuckled as he pulled away from the embrace. “no challenging the new regime. no taking over some spaceport, no matter how doable it is with your power and my bayard --- hmm, no, we cannot afford to attract the coalition, although having control over a spaceport would be beneficial in the long run. perhaps that's an idea for later.”

and now he was rambling.

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[ mysterious being ]

          Log update: hints of vocal hostility detected. Precautions are advised.   ❛  We do not speak for this spaceport, we speak for this universe. You clearly do not belong, do you?  ❜ There was a sort of indictment that came with the territory.

     ❛  Our study of the multiverse is too LIMINAL for us to discern you as friend or foe, so the use of force in order to contain this breach is necessary. We will not bring harm to your person as long as you answer truthfully. Does this reach you with a level of understanding? … Now, we ask again. Did you or did you not come with any other notable lifeforms?  ❜

zarkon’s hand immediately reached for his bayard, securely hidden in its secret compartment. he fought beings bigger than this before and came out victorious, with and without his lion. 

but before, he always had backups --- gyrgan, trigel, even blaytz and alfor.

he had no such thing now; he was trapped in another reality and the only thing came closest to a backup for him was several parsecs away. his counterpart was dealing with another target across the galaxy while he went to this spaceport to resupply.

“i came alone”, he answered. there was honesty in it, as he did come to this reality and this spaceport all by himself. “i answered your question, now let go of me!”

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[ zarkon ]

       “ You will hear no disagreement from me. We have much ground to cover. ” Zarkon says as he watches the leg piece of his armor unseal, providing him the relief from being out of its grasp. But there is a heavy silence hanging over his head suddenly, a stillness that belongs to the feeling of concern. He shakes it off before he starts asking stupid questions and instead puts his attention on their plan.

    “ Do not stray for long, ” Zarkon goes on while he begins to put on new armor he bought that day, starting with the leg pieces. “ Come back to the shuttle to meet with me by the end of the movement. I would not have us separated, or leave it unattended long enough for scavengers to tear this ship apart. ” It would be better for them to find a real ship eventually, but for now, this would have to serve as their best option.

     Zarkon stops for a few seconds, resting his arms against his knees, staring up at his counterpart. “ Stay in contact with me for as long as you can. We should keep track of each other. ” He narrows his eyes, “ Junz aja kowupivl. Keep your head low. ” He resumes putting on his armor, speaking again this time without ever looking up. “ We will part from each other’s company in one quintant, give us both time to be ready for our potential targets.  We can go into the city when you’re ready. ”

at first, zarkon felt mild irritation at his counterpart’s words --- though soon it was replaced by fondness. his counterpart was worried, he realized.

but he was no child ignorant of the workings of the universe. it might be a different reality, but outlaws and savages were the same in everywhere. he dealt with pirates and plunderers from all over the galaxy, both before and after becoming the black paladin. he knew how to do this.

“i know, i know. steer clear from both the coalition and the dissidents. don’t take what an unilu give you for free,” zarkon nudged his counterpart’s foot with the tip of his boots. “we are parsecs away from the new paladins of voltron, though it’s not them i’m worried about.”

he tried his best to study everything he could about this reality, specifically its political situation. the news he read was heavily biased, favoring the new regime under his s---under emperor lotor’s command. but zarkon knew how to read between the lines.

the empire had fallen into multiple factions, each one opposing the others, and that was not counting the coalition. his people, the people of galra, were divided and there was nothing that he could do to help them.

“i wish i can do something... something more...” he sighed, just as he finished putting his bayard in its newly made holster.

[omniivirtus]

“i think we should split up.” rationally, it would maximize their bounty hunting range and provide better income to repair the shuttle.

@ograndsovereign | one line sc

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“thank you for saving my homeland”, zarkon said to the black lion, even thought he felt slightly silly talking to a ship.

@voidborneleones | one line sc

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“eat slowly, else you’re going to choke”, zarkon admonished the little boy with a hint of fondness seeping into his voice

@deception-and-disgrace | one line sc

[omniivirtus]

trying to get back to writing again.

like / reblog this post for one line starter.

[jean-kirschtussy]

JUST BURY ME IN PAIRINGS WHERE ONE PERSON’S BEEN THROUGH SO MUCH HELL AND HARDSHIPS, BUT LOOKS AT THEIR LOVER LIKE THEY’RE THE SUN, HOLDS THEIR LOVER CLOSE LIKE THEY’RE THE WARMEST THING IN THE COLDEST SNOW STORM, AND KISSES THEIR LOVER PASSIONATELY LIKE THEY’RE THE MOST IMPORTANT THING IN THE WORLD. 

[arkadraws]

idk, i was trying to beat my art block + depression slump. then suddenly lil zarkon popped in……..

oh yeah btw my art commission is still open. pls buy my art 🙏 

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[arkadraws]

happy birthday @theresiidentdevil !!!!!!!!!!

thank you for being such a great friend and a cool person all around. i wish you a great birthday, a great year, and great fortune!!

pls have the soft gays bein soft n gay ;v;

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[ the red black paladin ]

     “Easy, there.” His lion had been off all day.. Quintant.. whatever it was. His patrol for the day was quiet, but something did feel strange. As much as he didn’t like it, he was sure there was full on reason for it. There had to be. Mismatched eyes shift, hands still gripping his lion’s controls before looking around. The paladin knew that he couldn’t focus on anything but what he needed to do for the time being. I have to make sure nothing bad is going on. Then he would report back to the castle and do it all again tomorrow. Just one vicious cycle and sometimes, sleep slipped through his fingers because of it. 

     But one moment, he sees nothing out of the ordinary. Everything is quiet, and he is grateful for that much. The next, he’d just glimpsed something strange out of the corner of his eye. It was enough to catch his attention and moved his lion so that he could see what drew his gaze better. It looked like.. someone on the nearby asteroid? Eyes widened some before he moved his lion to land and moved to exit–cautiously–and move towards the stranger. He’d already radioed in, already told his team what was going on. But he wanted to make sure this wasn’t someone needing help.. that was his job now, right? “Hey is everything here okay?”

of course he had to get stranded while doing a mission away from his counterpart. the damn pod he stole from their previous target was not made for an asteroid chase. thankfully, he had the foresight to keep his tools inside the pod before he went on his separate way. he was lucky that the pod didn’t get destroyed completely.

his attention was interrupted when a lion descended into the asteroid’s atmosphere --- and not just any lion either. it was the black lion, his lion.

for a brief moment, hope swelled inside his chest. had his lion finally went through the great expanse of space to find him? but then he realized that was not the case, when a figure clad in red paladin armor stepped out of the black lion.

it took everything in him to hold back against the battle rush from taking him over, to kill the man who had betrayed him and destroyed the home of his people --- until he realized that the paladin who had stepped out of the lion was most certainly not alfor.

ah, right. didn’t his counterpart tell him about the new generation of paladins of voltron? he also told him to be cautious of the new paladins, as they were in opposition with his people.

as he turned towards the paladin, he was thankful that he still his mask on. it covered his face and distorted his voice, which he was sure the paladins would recognize. hitching a ride on a voltron lion only to steal it while the paladin had his guard down was a tempting thought, but he knew better not to give into his impulses.

“thank you for your concern, but i have it under control”, he said, as a muffled explosion came from inside the engine hatch, followed by dark smoke billowing out.

[growling-suggestion]

Life has been so much lighter since I encountered you