#dear muk

[notchaoticiswear]

For the prompt thing, can you please do #31 with Lance and Lotor? Only if you want to though. ·~·

31. “Where is your God now?”

This was probably meant to be like,,, enemies but I love Lancelot more than I care to admit.

It was a game they played when Lotor first joined the coalition. Everyone was paranoid about him turning his back on Voltron, but Lance was desperately lonely, what with Keith gone, and the others flocking to each other, it left Lance alone. That’s how Lotor found him one night, sitting in the projection room with right around where Earth was located.

They talked a lot that night, and ever since, Lance found himself drawn to his company at night. That’s when they came up with the little game - it was harmless, given that no one would outright attack Lotor once they saw what was going on.

They staged it first in front of Shiro, to see his reaction. Lotor and Lance were chatting away by a large set of windows where Shiro would normally walk by on his rounds at night. When they heard the telltale footsteps of Shiro approaching, Lotor pinned Lance against the wall with a growl. “Where is your God now, Lance?”

Lance gasped in mock fear, and then he heard the footsteps quicken as Shiro approached. He went to reply with their script, but upon seeing Shiro’s face, Lance just started laughing.

Lotor immediately softened and laughed with him, setting him down gently. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

Lance shook his head and looked to the Black Paladin with a kind smile. “Sorry, Shiro, it was just too easy.” 

[chaoticpokemon]

Who art thou

i don’t understand the question

well i do

but i can’t tell if this is just a silly ask or serious

so hey, i’m muk. i write for the voltron fandom

edit: oh hey this is for mukkybee

either way, i’m muk, i write for the voltron fandom on the account @legendarylangst and sometimes i’m good at it

[notchaoticiswear]

18 and 9 Langst possibly?

9. “Don’t call me that!”

18. “I’m alive… I can tell because of the pain.”

I want to make it langst, but this is what came to mind first. I’m sorry. Pfft.

“Now you’re just being dramatic,” Hunk said, rolling his eyes.

“Hey! Don’t call me that!” Lance yelled from the floor, glaring up at his best friend.

“Why not? It’s true, you’re just laying there pathetically acting like it’s the end of the world or somethi-”

“Because it is the end of the world, Hunk! Keith made eye contact with me and smiled! Do you know what that does to a guy?!” Lance was hysterical - and being overly dramatic, he knew this, but he couldn’t help it. Especially when his crush had made eye contact with him and smiled. Smiled. Unbelievable. A gorgeous smile, always directed towards Shiro or Matt, directed towards him, a mere cargo-pilot. He was sporting a large smile, causing his dimples to form on either cheek.

“Stop pretending you’re dying, honestly,” Pidge said, rolling their eyes. “I could alwa-”

“I’m not dead,” Lance interrupted them. 

“Oh? What was your first clue,” Pidge asked sarcastically, earning a jab from Hunk, with a whispered ‘be nice.’

“I’m alive… I can tell because of the pain,” Lance gestured to his smiled, “I’m smiling so much it hurts, Pidge.”

A shadow fell upon the boy on the ground. Lance looked over to where the shadow came from, and immediately a blush covered his entire face. “Oh, hi Keith.”

[notchaoticiswear]

Lance and Keith 8.

8. “Your smile is not as bright as it used to be.”

…Bless you for sending this one. Thank you so much.

It was subtle, at first, when he began to distance himself from the others. He saw how they flocked together in pairs - even Matt seemed to fit better with Hunk and Pidge than he did. It hurt at first, too. But now Lance was used to it, watching everyone else pair off and have fun together.

Keith noticed it almost immediately. Of course, he did. He loved Lance, but he didn’t know how to show it. So he didn’t show him anything at all, and went with his little game of ‘rivals.’ It was better to be rivals than to have his heart broken, after all. But then he saw how Lance began to smile less. So he tried to engage the fights, but Lance only went with it reluctantly, Keith could tell.

Keith tried ignoring it, until he couldn’t ignore it anymore. Keith walked to where Lance was sitting with his arms around his legs and decided to speak. “Your smile is not as bright as it used to be.”

Lance startled and looked up at Keith in surprise. “What?” Was all he could manage.

Keith sat down and frowned at him. “You’re not as happy as you used to be. What happened?”

Lance swallowed thickly and looked away. He shrugged, trying to brush him off.

Keith refused to give up, so he wrapped his arms around him. Lance was tense for a moment, but then he melted into his arms, tears falling freely. “I have you.”

[notchaoticiswear]

do you mind shippy plance? ik its not everyone's cup of tea but id really like an angsty #4 with that! if not, platonic is fine as well

4. “We’re designed to be disposable.”

I wasn’t sure how to make this shippy and then I did and now my heart hurts. Might make an AU out of this….

Pidge and Lance were very rarely seen without one another. They were very close, ever since they first met. They may have a few arguments, but they always found their way back to each other. At first, they hadn’t been dating. They told everyone that they were just friends - because that’s what they were. Just friends.

No one really knew were Lance came from. One day he just appeared in their friend group, and everyone accepted it. Many think Hunk was the one who brought him in, but really, Allura was the one who introduced him to everyone. Even then, Allura didn’t know where Lance was from - no one did. Questions were diverted, subjects would change and he would give half-answers, but most of the time, it was like Lance didn’t know where he was from either.

Then one day, Lance stopped. He didn’t stop showing up, no, it was more like he just… Quit working. Like a computer. And then Pidge was hurting because why did Lance just.. quit? Nothing made sense.

It happened during lunch one day, Lance was zoned out - as he had been for about a week now - holding hands with Pidge, when his gaze snapped to her, his eyes glowing slightly as he spoke. “We’re made to be disposable.”

And then Lance slumped over the table. There was a lot of screaming, mostly from Pidge because her hand was still stuck inside his grasp. When they finally pried him off of her, he fell apart. Literally. Bits and pieces of him fell to the ground, and no one could say anything as they watched in horror as their friend fell apart.

Lance was the first of many Drones. They were meant to begin killing those around them, but Lance must have malfunctioned. Either that, or he truly fell in love with Pidge and shut himself down before he could hurt her - or anyone else.

The AI War began soon thereafter these events.

[notchaoticiswear]

For the prompt thing Shiro and Lance "If you really loved me there wouldnt be a choice"

44. “If you really loved me, there wouldn’t be a choice.”

I lied in the last ask, this one is my favorite. TW: death

The infection had set in fast. No one really knew how it started, but one day - one normal-seeming day, the apocalypse had started. Now, things didn’t go exactly how the stereotypical apocalypse did. There were deaths - countless deaths - but eventually, things were normal. It was normal to run over an Infected, just as it had been normal to accidentally hit a squirrel. Or a deer.

You don’t expect it to happen somewhere personal - of course, the fear is always there in the back of your mind, but it’s like you’re untouchable if you don’t know anyone personally who died. 

Shiro didn’t, not until today. Lance came running into their shared apartment, blood dripping down his arms and off his hands. Fear took Shiro immediately, and he stared at Lance with wide eyes. He felt sick. Lance? His Lance? The happy boy, always ready with a joke or a kiss, was Infected?

“Kill me, Kashi,” Lance begged, stumbling further into their home. Shiro shook his head, he couldn’t.

“I can’t, Lance. I love you,” tears were falling steadily down his cheeks as he watched Lance groan in pain, gripping his Bite with his good hand.

“If you really loved me, there wouldn’t be a choice.”

Shiro let out a choked sob, “Lance, oh Lance,” he cried but grabbed the emergency gun nonetheless. He took aim, “I love you, Lance.”

“I love you too, Kashi,” Lance said, his voice barely a whisper before a flash of light and a loud bang was heard in their one bedroom apartment.

[notchaoticiswear]

Ello, I love your writing and was wondering if you could no Keith and Lance with prompt 46. It's the delight one. Thanks for reading this even if you get to busy.😃

46. “Shut up, I am a delight.”

This one is probably my favorite so far.

With all things considered, Lance shouldn’t have been eavesdropping in the first place. It was only a matter of time before he heard something he didn’t like. He just, expected maybe, you know, not to be called annoying and boring to be around.

“He’s just, he’s bland. And annoying with all of his flirting. I know he’s trying his best to make the situation lighter, but sometimes we need to be serious.” It was Keith talking to Shiro, of course, it was, who else would it be? But he had heard his name and wanted to know what was going on.

Now, Lance couldn’t just sit around and do nothing, so he barged in and exclaimed, “Shut up! I’m a delight!” With an offended tilt to his voice. 

Keith and Shiro snapped their heads to Lance, Shiro looking guilty, Keith more so. “I’m sorry, Lance, but flirting nonstop with everyone isn’t really the best thing to hear on a daily basis.”

Lance frowned at him with a pout, “But admit it, I’m a delight.”

Keith rolled his eyes, smiling as he spoke, “You are a delight - when you’re not flirting.”

[notchaoticiswear]

Shiro, Pidge and Lance. 2

2. You’re too young to hate the world.

The mission had been long - with Keith training with the Blade, they still had troubles with conforming to their new team alignment. It was an alright mission overall, but it had been taxing on Pidge and Lance. Shiro was fine, used to it after being held by the Galra twice now. 

Pidge was moaning, “My arm hurts, do you know how hard it is to use my bayard? It pulls my arm - so much, I hate this.” She whined, looking at the two older paladins.

“Seriously? Try holding the same position for hours. My neck is killing me. I want to sleep and just never wake up. Not because I want to die - I don’t, F. Y. I. - because I’m just so tired.”

Shiro watched in amusement, listening to his teammates after a mission always cheered him up - no matter how well the mission went, the team seemed to find any way to complain about it. This particular mission had been easy, they’d been able to take down the Galra cruiser with ease - in just two maybe three hours. 

“I hate the world. Hate it!” Pidge’s voice cut through Shiro’s musings. He snorted, causing her attention to shift to him. “What?” She asked, pouting at Shiro.

“Nothing!” Shiro said, but his smile gave him away. “You’re just… You’re too young to hate the world. Besides, we’re in space, therefore, there’s more than one world. Which one do you hate? Why?”

Pidge hit his chest lightly, “Details.” She waved him off, and then she and Lance were off down the hall, chatting with each other about some video game. Shiro shook his head fondly.