Lotor x fat reader where he is enthralled by her squishiness and can't stop poking and grabbing handfuls of her belly, thighs, etc cause galra women are muscular and he have never seen such a soft round body
Hey anon! Oh my gosh, this sounds so cuuuute! <3 Here ya go, hope you enjoy it, first post back in so long. Sorry if it's rusty!
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"Lance, is he still looking at me?" I whisper this to my paladin friend who annoyingly just laughs at my question.
"Hate to break it to ya (Y/N), but he's full on staring over here." I sigh as my shoulders slump down, my mind trying to wrap around the strange issue that's come up this week. Ever since Lotor started staying at the castle with us, he hasn't stopped looking at me and it's unnerving to say the least.
It's not...hateful staring, that type of staring I'm fully used to since I'm a bigger person. The type of look that basically says 'how dare you be a fat person'. Lotor's stares though...seem enamored, obsessive in a way. He didn't hide it at all, everyone noticed it and it only made my round cheeks flush.
"I don't get it Lance...there's nothing on my face...I have matching clothes, why does he keep staring at me!?" My face is in my hands as I rub my brow trying to cease the migraine coming on.
"He likes you (Y/N), duh." My head snaps up as I stare at him like he grew another head. "Excuse me?" I see him rolling his eyes as he turns to me. "He. Likes. You." Lance says each word slowly, like he's explaining some unnatural phenomenon, which in a way he is.
"Trust me, he likes you (Y/N), he can't keep his eyes off ya, just talk to him okay?" I see people leaving the meeting room as Allura concludes our weekly team meeting. I stay seated as I think on Lance's words for a few more minutes before getting up and going to Lotor's room. I think back to the looks he's given me and they seem to be filled with wonder, like he was entranced by me and the mere thought brings a smile to my face.
Soon, I'm in front of his door, and I take a moment to ground myself, and I knock. I hear his footsteps and soon I'm face to face with the prince himself.
"H-hey Lotor." Now that I'm staring right into his eyes, I feel like bolting away and abandoning this stupid mission that Lance got stuck in my head.
"(Y/N), what a pleasure to see you." My round cheeks flush as his gaze roams up and down my body before ushering me into his room. I take a good look around, it's the usual small room we all have in the castle, but his is decorated with books, papers and some what looks like royal Galra furnishings and decorations.
"To what do I owe this visit, my dear?" I really need him to stop talking in that smooth voice, because it's not doing wonders for my flamed round cheeks. I just need to come out and say it, otherwise I'll be walking out of here with my tail between my thick legs.
"Why do you keep staring at me? Just because I'm a bigger person doesn't mean you can stare at me, g-guess what? I am bigger and I-I'm not going anywhere! S-so stop staring....please." Oh shit, that was awful, I just blurted that all out like some word vomit without a second thought.
"(Y/N)...my gaze is not one of ill intent, I was admiring you." His words made my eyes widen as Lance's words echoed in my head.
He likes you.
"W..what?" My voice was small and in disbelief.
"I was admiring you (Y/N)...you're beautiful...soft." His gaze softened, and I could see a slight blue flush on his purple cheeks. I gathered the courage to look into his eyes and they seemed kind and truthful.
"You...were admiring me?" His lips smiled softly. "Of course I was (Y/N), your softness...is something I've never seen before, so supple and plush how can I not stare at such abundant beauty?" I feel his hands on my plush hips; the fat that rolls in that area being held and fondled by his large hands. "These...so soft as I grip it (Y/N), like they were made for me to grip and fondle."
A small gasp leaves my parted lips as he trails his hands down my thick legs and thighs as he himself gets onto his knees in front of me like he was about to worship the very ground I walked.
"L-Lotor-." I'm unable to finish my sentence as he gropes my soft thick thighs. The action makes my legs wobble as I slump into a chair near me. My eyes widen as I see him, the Galran Prince drop to his knees as he kisses up my legs, large hands still gripping my softness like I'd vanish if he ever let go.
The way he presents himself, I never thought I'd see the day he was on his knees for someone, let alone me. He lets out a small growl that makes me clench my thick thighs and brings heat to my round cheeks. His gaze locks onto mine before he leans in and nibbles at my round, rolled belly sticking out slightly, making the fabric of my shirt stretch.
"Lotor!" I feel him smirking against my plush skin as he keeps nibbling at the fatty area before nuzzling his face into my stomach fully like it was his own personal pillow.
I'm frozen as his eyes meet mine again. "You're glorious (Y/N)." Glorious...I've never been calling something as magnificent as that by anyone. "The women on my planet are all hardness and defined muscles....but you...Gods above, you are softness and warmth wrapped in a plush form that makes me weak to my knees." I feel his hands skim up my fat hips and dipped waist, feeling that same softness he just described like it was carved from Gold.
I want to believe him, I do, but everything he's saying it's too good to be true, like some Cinderella story come to life. I wasn't a princess like Allura, I wasn't a Paladin like Lance, Pidge and the others...I was normal...boring compared to everyone else.
A warm hand cupping my cheek breaks me from my thoughts. "You think too much (Y/N), I can hear your thoughts without you uttering a word." The way his thumb was caressing my cheek felt nice, it was warm and comforting.
"I meant every word I've said...you've captured my eye from the first time I've met you. It's not only your softness I adore, but your light..your compassion, kindness...I could go on about the many things I adore about you, but for now, will you allow me to worship this beautiful body of yours like you deserve?"
I wipe the gathered tears away from my eyes and nod as I smile at him. A rumble went through his chest as he got up from the floor and quickly captured his mouth with mine.
maybe a little something with keith x y/n where y/n is a ex-general for a now dead planet who trains the paladins fighting techniques and spars with keith, and then maybe leading to somewhere? honestly you can take this wherever you want i just really like sparring+romance
Dude me too. Hell yes. I had waaaaaaay too much fun writing this and may have gone a bit overboard. I did this with a female reader, so I hope that's okay.
Y/N POV
“So, Y/N” Keith sat down next to you.
You were peacefully reading a book when the paladin sat down next to you, a strange look in his eyes. You closed your book, making sure to keep your page while maintaining eye contact with him.
“I have a question for you.” Keith continued, now smirking.
You raised an eyebrow at him, trying to keep your composure despite how close he was to you and how fast your heart was starting to beat.
“Go on then,” you said.
“You were a general, and I am the leader of the paladins. If I’m being honest, I’ve wanted this question answered for a while now. Do you think you could beat me in a fight?”
Whatever you were feeling before vanished, being instantly replaced by a sense of competitiveness, and a desire to knock Keith on his ass for insinuating that he was better than you.
“I don’t think I could beat you.” You say, tilting your head a little and narrowing your eyes. “I know I can. Did you forget that I’m the one who has taught you some of your best moves, and I could easily counter them.”
Keith's grin didn’t falter. “You may have taught me some of my best moves, but you didn’t teach me all of them. And I know that you wouldn’t be able to counter them nearly as easily as you think.”
“Ok buddy” you stood up. “Whatever you say.”
Keith followed your lead. “Shall we find out Y/L/N?”
“Definitely” You would be damned if you backed down from this challenge. “Let's meet in the training room in an hour?” you asked, crossing your arms and looking up at him. “You have plenty of time to come to your senses and if you admit that I’m better I won’t mop the floor with you as badly.”
Keith lowered his head so he was eye level with you and an inch from your face. “You wish.”
With that he walked out.
KEITH'S POV
His heart was beating so fast he thought it might burst from his chest. Oh my god, oh my god. Once he was out of sight, he ran straight into Lance’s room, slamming the door closed behind him, starting to breathe hard.
“Did you do it?” Lance looked up from where he was sitting on the edge of his bed.
Keith nodded, still unable to fully grasp how successful it went.
Lance whooped. “How’d it go?”
“Very well.” His heart rate was starting to return to normal despite the fact it was hard enough to portray his confidence in front of Y/N when she could make his mind melt by simply giving him one of her smiles.
Lance started to laugh. “The weeks of planning paid off. Now, just don’t go easy on her and let her win.”
Keith glared at Lance. Either way, he would never do that. The plan was to give Keith a chance to win Y/N’s heart and competitive soul.
Even when Y/N trained him, he could never go all out like he wanted. And if he was being honest, he was a little worried that Y/N would never find out how good he is truly.
Lance continued talking. “I told you challenging her to a fight would work. Y/N can never back down from a fight. Man, I am a genius.”
Keith had to admit, Lance’s plan worked very well. Better than it could have ever hoped. This was an indirect, brilliant way to get the two of them alone together, doing something they both liked. It was technically a date, without the label.
“Now we just have to finish phase two” Keith said. Phase two, the phase where he tells her that he likes her and asks her out on an official date.
“Don’t you dare mess that up” Lance warned. “I’m too invested in your relationship now.”
“I wasn’t planning on messing it up,” Keith snapped back. “And how do you think I feel? It's my relationship after all.”
Lance nodded a little. “Good point.”
Y/N POV
You watched Keith saunter out of the room, but then heard rapid footsteps going away from you. You stifled a laugh. Was he running?
You turned around and went through the other door, down the passage that led to Allura’s room.
Opening the door, you saw the princess laying down on her bed, as if she was taking a nap. Damn. You didn’t want to disturb her.
You were just about to close the door and leave when she opened her eyes.
“Y/N?” Allura tipped her head back.
“Hi Allura. Sorry for bothering you. Go back to sleep.” You moved to take a step back and close the door when Allura sat up.
“No, no don’t go. I wasn’t asleep. I couldn't sleep anyways. Come in.”
Hesitantly, you stepped in.
“What's wrong?” Allura asked as you sat down next to her.
“Nothing is wrong exactly.” You said slowly. You told her the events that happened between you and Keith.
When you finished, Allura’s eyes were wide, a slow smile spreading across her face.
“Oh my god Y/N.” Allura was starting to laugh. “That is perfect.”
You wrinkled your nose a little. “It's practically a date. It's just going to be the two of us”
“What's wrong with that? You’re not going to mess up. You were a general on the planet of some of the greatest warriors in history.”
“I know that Allura” you whined a little. “Its that I’m sparring Keith. That means we’re gonna be close and physical.”
“I fail to see a problem with this.”
You smacked her a little.
Allura laughed again. “Why are you worried? You’ve liked him since forever.”
You grabbed her shoulders and brought her face close to yours. “I’m getting anxiety. Everything is starting to happen, what if something happens?”
Allura put her hands on your shoulders. “That made no sense. Just breathe. And don’t lose either. We want Keith to know just exactly how badass you are.
You nodded. That made sense.
“When are you sparring with him?” Allura asked.
“In an hour.” You ran a hand through your hair. You got off her bed. You needed to change and warm up.
“Kick his ass sweetie” Allura called after you.
You grinned at her, your swagger and confidence returning.
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You entered the training room, closing the door behind you to see Keith already warming up.
He smirked at you when he saw you. You gave one back as you started to stretch.
“Not backing down?” you asked.
“Never” Keith laughed.
You stretched for a couple more minutes, and you swear you could feel the tension in the room building.
Keith got up first and summoned his bayard. You picked up a sword off the wall and pointed it at him.
“Ready?” You asked
Keith responded by raising his sword and running at you. You parried, blocked, attacked and Keith responded quickly.
You had never seen him fight with such intensity and speed before. It caught you off guard, but you recovered quickly.
The two of you continued this dance, neither of you gaining the upper hand you were both so perfectly balanced.
Until you knocked the sword out of Keiths hand, jumping back.
You both stood still for a moment.
Keith moved first, and before you could blink he knocked the sword out of your hand as well.
Ok, if this is how it was going to be.
Keith swung his fist at you and you ducked, lashing out with your legs which Keith avoided.
You needed to get your sword back.
As much as you hated to admit it, Keith was stronger than you and just as skilled at hand to hand combat and hand to hand combat might be where you lose.
Keith knew this, and kept you away from where the swords lay.
Fine, then.
You continued pushing back. Sweat dripped into your eyes and you ignored it as you pushed further.
In the end, Keith tripped you, and jumped on top of you before you could get back up.
Growling a little, you twisted and pushed, rolling both of you over so that you were on top of him.
That took too much of your energy, and you knew you couldn't pin him down properly. Hopefully Keith wouldn’t notice that your grip was loose for a fraction of a second as you took a breath to hold him properly.
But Keith wasn’t the leader of the Voltron paladins for nothing. Of course he noticed and flipped you over once again, this time pinning you down so you couldn’t move.
You both breathed heavily, and you both noticed how Keith was practically laying on top of you.
After a moment you looked into his eyes. Were they always that gray? You felt Keith's chest rise. No, his eyes were more blueish purple.
His lips were very close to yours.
Neither of your breathing was even, and you started to wonder if it wasn’t because you were both tired.
You leaned up at the same time as he leaned down. When your lips touched, it felt like fire. You both smiled and Keith slowly got off, pulling you up with him, not breaking contact, both of you just sitting on the floor of the arena, swords and spar forgotten.
OUTSIDE THE DOOR
Lance pushed his ear against the door.
“They stopped fighting.” He whispered. “Something is happening.”
Lance moved to open the door a little, but Allura knocked his hand out the way. “Leave them alone” she hissed.
“Seriously, aren’t you curious to see if our hard work has paid off?” Lance protested.
Allura blinked, then sighed, opening the door slightly.
She slapped her hand over Lances mouth to muffle his squeal at the sight before them. Taking a step back, she closed the door gently.
“He messed up phase 2″ Lance complained a little, not sounding angry at all.
“This is better than phase 2″ Allura murmured. “He didn’t even need it to get to phase 3″
“True” Lance started to celebrate quietly.
“Come on” Allura pulled his arm. “Let's get out of here and leave them alone.”
“And tell the others” Lance added, grinning.
Allura sighed and gently pushed him down the hallway, away from the training area.
Prepare yourself to be apart of one of the most fun friend duos in the galaxy
You didn't start out as close due to you being a little iffy about making any connections with someone
But you quickly got over that as he wouldn't leave you alone, in a good way ofc
He roped you in with his bad puns and memes
As soon as you started retorting with equally as bad puns and Memes, he got so excited
There's lot of playful flirting. He throws a pick up line at you and throw a pickup line right back with a cheesy wink to top it off
If you have a s/o that is not lance, they sometimes get a wee bit jealous but they get over it because your friendship with Lance is so pure
(except maybe if your s/o is Keith. It'll work on his nerves. Pls assure this boi you're not leaving him)
Throwing flirty, sarcastic, witty comments back and forth over comms during missions
Your self-care routines are top notch
Facial buddies
Y'all make sure to set time aside where you can relax and pamper yourselves because, with your mission, you need it
If he notices you're a little down, he barges into your room for an impromptu dance party
You learned through those that his singing is actually very good
He once tried to teach you how to shoot his gun but after you busting a whole through the wall, you both decided its better to stick with your own weapon
You two are each other's support system
Lance McClain hugs are the BEST
You always can tell when he's homesick and you always somehow know when he needs to rant, or a distraction, or to just sit in another presence
And that selfdeprication shiz he has does not fly with you. He has earned himself full on rants why he is amazing and why the team needs him
You always know just what to say to make him feel better, even if you gotta be slightly aggressive to get your point across
He's similar to you. He will not let you be sad if he can help it
Not his best friend. Nope. Nein. Not in his watch.
Oh my gods, all your inside jokes
Nobody ever understands what you're talking about
"The Galra have taken over this planet and have been using it's natural resources to create a superweapon they plan to use against Voltron."
"Well, that's not fergalicious."
"What is this? Free real estate?"
You will talk each other up to people
You both are very supportive of each other and you both need it
Late night talks where you just are sleep deprived and are being crackheads
"Why do we never see baby pigeons?"
" what if all pigeons are baby pigeons and there is one big massive pigeon the size of a whale?"
*pidge from another room* "it's because we're iN SPACE GO TO SLEEP"
Prompt: What would the team do with a reader who has no clue how to style their own hair?
Featuring: Shiro, Keith, Lance, Hunk, Pidge, Allura, and Coran
a/n: I just want someone to play with my hair, can you tell?
- Shiro -
just gives him that much more of a reason to run his fingers through it
so soft
especially when it’s his metal hand
commits serious time to have Lance teach him how to take care of it
someone’s gotta
a couple of times a week you all gather near the couch
you sit on the floor and play video games with lose to Pidge
“(Y/n), sit still!”
there’s plenty of frustrated huffs coming from behind you
but Lance is patient, and really enjoys getting to teach Shiro something for once
he gets all flustered with the finished product because it’s “not good enough, there’s a loop sticking out here, and here...”
you reassure him that you’re going to bed soon so it’ll get all messed up anyways
but you can’t stop running your fingers across the braids
how’re you supposed to destroy such magnificent artwork?
eventually, once he gains more confidence, he’ll do it without Lance’s help
Lance all “look how fast they grow up” with tears in his eyes
he’ll even do it in the morning so that you can wear it throughout the entire day
“Can’t have it getting in the way during training”
“or during meals”
“or-”
“Shiro, you don’t have to have an excuse to play with my hair.”
*grumbles*
focusing on your hair becomes a big time de-stressor for him
bad day?
he’ll start undoing whatever braid is already in you hair, brushing it out slowly with his fingers
when he starts braiding it again you can feel him release a little bit of tension every time he adds a new strand
you don’t mind it much either
a free massage?
a piece of him to carry around with you all day?
not to mention if it weren’t for him your hair would be a hopeless case
but he does love it when you get out of the shower and it dries sort of poofy and funky all around
or when you haven’t done anything with it in the morning and it just sort of sticks. out. everywhere.
but it’s still so soft
nobody else asks to mess with your hair
they know it’s Shiro’s thing, and only Shiro’s thing
like doing so would be crossing a line of some sort
he has offered to do Keith’s hair
was rejected
- Keith -
not like he would’ve noticed
the boy’s got a mullet for golly’s sake
but he appreciates the fact that you aren’t too worried about it
not that it’s a bad thing to care about, but if you cared too much... eh
would never do it in public, but he finds comfort in twisting a strand around his finger when he’s tired, or stressed, or frustrated
so that happens a lot
you hum while he does so and it tends to put him (or both of you) to sleep
he’s tried braiding, but he’s gotta redo the same basic braid about five times to be okay with anyone else seeing it.
including you
even though Lance would never make fun of your hair, sometimes it’s implied that he considers the two of you to be compatible based on hair care alone
although he doesn’t believe he has a preference one way or another, during the few instances that Lance or Allura has done your hair, he has taken a few many extra glances
thinks wild hair during a fight is pretty gosh darn intimidatingly beautiful
he’s always stealing your hair ties
just so he can shoot them back at you later
like buddy, if you’re gonna take them, use them to contain your own flowing locks whydon’tcha
Maybe it’s because whenever the two of you go for ponytails, Shiro won’t stop being an annoying little brat and tugging on them whenever he gets the chance
- Lance -
at first he’s sort of offended on his own behalf
gets over that quickly once he realizes it’s just not your forte
it’s not like it’s unclean
you just can’t seem to keep it under control
then he realizes it’s pretty amazing that you don’t care one way or the other, and honestly don’t care what other people think either
like wow, he knows those things can be harder for girls, but darn, a confidant woman is his jammm
he sorta feels like he’s the insecure one in this relationship
until the one day your hair is just driving you crazy because yeah, you don’t really care what is looks like, but does it ALWAYS have to be getting in the way
but guess who can fix that
he doesn’t feel quite so upset now that he’s got a way he can help you
get ready for the full treatment
masks
oils
the fanciest styles you can imagine in the blink of an eye
you’re starting to rival Allura in the hair game
he’ll do your hair anywhere
regrouping during a battle?
“Your hair’s a mess!”
“It’s been shoved up in my helmet this whole time. Of course it’s a mess.”
mumbles while whipping your hair into a braid in like 3 seconds
diplomatic meeting?
leans in close to whisper sarcastic comments while creating rows upon rows of braids
but when the two of you are alone he’ll braid slowly and purposefully and murmur songs his mother would sing while braiding his sisters’ hair
afterwards he’ll hold onto you tightly, running his hands over the braids he put there
he wants to braid his niece’s hair again when you all return to Earth, so he’s gotta practice, right?
even so, he does find it melts his heart a little when he catches you with a messy bun
he knows you’re trying your best
- Hunk -
he gets so excited to do your hair
he may not be the best but he does try his hardest
his favorite thing to do is to braid things into it
feathers
beads
flowers
whenever you’re on a new planet, he’s searching for things that’ll look just perfect framing your face
Coran would definitely help him collect a wide assortment of items
flowers are his favorite
he’s in love with weaving them into braided crowns
and they smell so good
and they leave you looking like Rapunzel in Tangled when all the little girls braid her hair
yeah, okay, so maybe he does leave you feeling a little bit like a Disney princess
beads are cool too
on planets that have markets he does his best to find you the most beautiful ones
he’s gotten you some to match each lion and it’s paladin
especially yellow (duh)
so many yellow beads
there’s some in your hair at all times
he doesn’t realize that he’s doing it though
but you don’t mind
some of his favorites are each hand painted with alien symbols
once he found out that they could be translated into English he was ecstatic
instead of wearing his heart on his sleeve, he’ll braid his thoughts and feelings right into your hair
when a battle is coming up:
strength
justice
perseverance
courage
honor
helping a planet get back on it’s feet:
hope
peace
kindness
unity
assurance
finally getting some downtime
joy
family
humor
rest
love
when he’s had a rough day, or just wants you to know how much you mean to him:
comfort
warmth
trust
calm
safe
he also likes to tie in feathers to give you that warrior goddess vibe
he doesn’t do that too often because he can’t handle it for very long
blushy blushy
- Pidge -
hair care?
the two of you are literally the embodiment of ‘I woke up like this’
bed head is now ‘all day’ head
Lance and Allura team up to try and tame the locks of the both of you, but it only ends in ridiculous faces and bubbling laughter on all of your parts
what’s the point when Shiro’s just gonna come and ruffle it all up anyways?
or Pidge is gonna somehow singe the ends of it with whatever new tech she’s working on?
*after the both of you take your helmets off*
Lance: “look! it’s Thing 1 and Thing 2!”
pretty sure he got tazed for that
you gave her pigtails once, and she tried to return the favor but...
let’s just say there’s a reason she works with machines
Matt would definitely rub balloons on your heads then run away
- Allura -
hope you like gemstones
if she was on Earth during the bedazzling era
ooh booy
she loves to tell you tales about Altea while she makes your hair sparkly
the task at hand keeps the bad emotions from reaching her as strong
and it’s good to talk to someone other than Coran about her home
she’s got all these ancient Altean hair products, and you bet your bottom dollar that she’s gonna use every. single. one. on you
your favorite is the one that makes your hair all shimmery in the light
but she really loves to give you a tussled wavy/curly look
the opposite of her smooth and gently flowing locks
when your hair is in it’s natural state, the mice love to make a little nest on top of your head
she’ll sprinkle seeds over your head so that they have a snack
you would protest, but she’s having such a great time, why bother?
- Coran -
among the whole assortment of ridiculous hidden talents the man possesses lies hairdressing
sure he can cut or style your hair, but his favorite thing to do is color it
he’s got some great vibrant, but temporary dyes
every week is a new color
you even got him to let you dye his hair once
and for some reason the dyes smell like fruits and flowers, and nothing like the chemicals used on Earth
the two of you’ll prank dye the others’ hair occasionally
that time the Paladins of Voltron all had hot pink hair?
A/N: if you liked this please please PLEASE P L E A S E reblog!! I’m a new account and this is my first work so I need help getting my work out!! Thank you so much!!
Shiro:
Shiro likes to take baths with you often
He loves bubble baths the most
He has to be so serious all the time so he likes to be able to play with the bubbles like a little kid
He especially likes to make bubble beards
He always blows bubbles at you just to hear you giggle
The only part he doesn’t like about bubble baths is that the bubbles cover up your body :(
Shiro always makes sure to bring the rubber ducky
The bath isn’t complete without it
He’ll go as far as to not even take a bath without it
You have no idea why nor do you ask
His body is perfect to cuddle with in the bath since he has those big arms, broad chest and shoulders and-
Keith:
Keith doesn’t take baths often
Or at least he used to not take them often
He only takes them when you take them and invite him
Then he loves to take baths but he’ll never admit it nor will he ever ask to join you
You have to ask him
When you found out about his secret love for taking baths with you, you invite him every time
He especially likes to bathe with candles around the bathroom for many reasons
1. It makes the bathroom smell nice. His favorite scents are: vanilla, any type of flower, and anything pumpkin
2. He likes to watch the fire flicker and melt the candle
3. He just likes the aesthetic in general
4. Keith even sometimes likes to turn off the lights since he likes the way the light makes you glow
In conclusion, Keith loves baths
Lance:
LANCE LOVES BATHS
This boy will take multiple baths a day with you if you’ll let him
He loves taking baths with flower petals in them
Just like Keith, he likes bath time to be aesthetically appealing
Here are a few reasons why he likes petals in the water
1. Makes the water smell better
2. Depending on the flower, it might tint the water a different color
3. He likes making art with them on your body and the water
4. It’s healthy
5. It’s aesthetically pleasing
His favorite petals to use are: roses, lavender, jasmine, and peony
He also likes adding drops of a flower fragrance into the water or use flower bath salts/bombs
He becomes so sad when he runs out of flower petals and is practically begging Allura 24/7 to let him go get more
Hunk:
Hunk loves baths just as much as the next guy
He loves being able to take one with you after a long day of fighting bad guys
His favorite part of bath time, other than spending it with you, is using bath bombs
He loves bath bombs so much
He, like Shiro, turns into a little kid at times when taking a bath
So, when you pick out a bath bomb, he loves to hold it in his hand as it fizzes with bubbles and color
He likes to swirl it around, crunch it, crush it, rub it, and whatever else
He also likes to bring little fruit platters and such so that you can feed each other
Yooo I love this blog!! What do you think it would be like if you were really good friends with Shiro, but you guys flirt a lot and everybody knows you guys are pining for each other, what would it be like when you finally hook up? Friends to lovers is my jam!!!
Yesssssss!!!! I’m a weak bitch to slow burn friends to lovers too <3
You and Shiro have known each other for years. We’re talking decades here. Like you two have been thick as thieves from the moment your new neighbor invited you to play in his tree house rather than unpack the millions of boxes off the moving truck.
It was practically love at first sight.
Except that 5 year olds don’t conform to your heteronormativity and cooties exist.
Cooties aside, there was hardly a moment you two weren’t attached at the hip, so there was little surprise when you two proudly showed off your dual scholarships to the Garrison’s Exploration Program. Shiro would join the fighter pilots and you to the engineering division where, once again to zero surprise, you two would become partners-in-crime with Matthew Holt.
And Matt, bless his heart, saw exactly what your families have known for years: You two were madly in love with each other and too stupid to realize it. The question now was: does he just suffer with your mutual pining OR does he get you two together and potentially walk in on you two sucking face (or, let’s face it, worse) in the practice ship?
Who’s he kidding. He’s going to walk off the edge of the Grand Canyon if he has to suffer through Shiro describing once again, in perfect detail, how you fixed their (fake) hydraulic stabilizer in 30 seconds flat. There’s only so many times a guy can listen to ‘…and the way they used a hair tie to hold it in place was revolutionary…’ without wanting to gag.
There’s was only one thing he could do.
After weeks of researching romantic comedies (and reading certain books he’d rather not admit to) he was ready to whip out the best of the best. But boy did you two make it difficult.
He tried getting you two to kiss via a spin-the-bottle game during a bonfire. Keyword: tried. Apparently coca-cola bottles defy the laws of physics and Shiro gets downright obstinate the more beer he has and just wouldn’t let Matt spin for him. But the two of you did end up drunkenly falling asleep in the back of Matt’s pickup, Shiro spooning you closely to his body as you happily held his hand against your chest. Unfortunately, someone set off fireworks and you woke up in a panic, accidentally elbowing Shiro in the face and spending the rest of the night in the ER so he could get his nose reset.
He tried setting you two up on a blind date for Valentine’s Day but, of course, you both assumed it was a double date to make things less awkward and both your dates stood you up. Matt’s not sure how you two swung that one because your table was in a nice secluded corner and only had two chairs.
There was the fake love-note taped to your dorm door talking about how ‘my love has burned years for you’ and ‘I only wish I had the courage to tell you face to face’ but ‘I’m scared to jeopardize our strong friendship’ and other sappy things that may or may not have made Matt tear up himself. Unfortunately, you never went home that day and when Matt and Shiro showed up to hang out (and for you to happily tell Shiro you loved him too) the note was still on your door. Shiro quickly ripped the note off with a violence rarely seen, his face darkening with anger as he pulled a lighter out of his pocket and burned it right then and there. He still denies it to this day even though Matt was literally right next to him.
Then there was truth-or-dare but no matter how hard Matt tried, he couldn’t seem to score either of you as victims.
He ditched you two at meals so many times that the two of you staged an intervention because you were worried something was terribly wrong with him.
He even tried getting a recording of at least ONE of you admitting you liked the other but damn if you two aren’t hard to manipulate.
He was reaching the end of his rope and it wasn’t until he got through chick-flick number 18 that he found the answer he was looking for.
“Matt, remind me why we’re watching you play with the chemistry?”
Matt snorted, “Because Shiro, you two can’t tell the difference between perchloric and hydrochloric acid and I really don’t want to die today.”
You and Shiro both scoffed but didn’t say anything else. Matt was right. Your lack of culinary skills also extended to chemistry and it was only last week Shiro brought the wrong acid and created a small explosion. Or that time you forgot your hot plate was on and you exploded your beaker simply by leaving it empty on the plate. To be fair, that was probably a result of crappy equipment but still.
Satisfied you two were properly chastised, Matt quickly added his ingredients for disaster. “Hey, Y/N? Can you get me some paper towels from the supply closet?”
“Uhm, why?” You’re voice wavered in concern as Matt sheepishly tried to hide the foaming mess behind him.
“Because I…added something wrong and in about 60 seconds there’s going to be graphite foam covering the table. And the floor.”
You cursed and immediately rushed out the room. If you didn’t get that shit cleaned up as soon as possible it was gonna take hours with a scrapper to get that off the tile. And there was probably some hefty detention involved too.
“And Shiro?”, Matt flushed as Shiro shot him a smug look, “Can you go with them? I need some methanol too and I think Iverson keeps that on the top shelf.”
Shiro snorted and slowly stood up, making a show of languidly stretching before taking controlled steps after you like he didn’t want to run to your side. Matt’s smirked deepened as he snuck off after him. Five seconds should be more than enough of a head start.
“Oh, hey Shiro!” You blushed lightly as Shiro joined you in the closet, “Matt need something else?”
You pretended not to see his blush as he reached above you, his chest brushing against your shoulders as he stretched. “Methanol, I’m assuming for easier clean–HEY!”
You both jumped as the door to the supply closet slammed shut and locked. Matt’s innocent whistling sounded on the other side.
“Matt! Matt, what the hell?!”, Shiro’s voice boomed above your head as he leaned around you two bang a fist against the door. You felt your temperature skyrocketing as this caused his back to press even harder against you, very nearly pinning you to the door.
“Matt!”, you’re voice was weaker than you wanted it to be, “Let us out now! This isn’t funny. It’s really, really cramped in here!” Yeah, you didn’t know how long you could last feeling nearly every bit of your crush pressed against you.
Matt’s voice was cocky as he leaned against the door, “Oh no. I’m not going to let you out. You’re going to get yourselves out.”
“With what,” Shiro scoffed, “I conveniently forgot my crow bar in my bedroom.”
“Tsk, tsk, Shirogane. Have patience,” Matt teased. “I’ll let you out when you two stop being stupid and kiss or something.”
You both stiffened in the closet, your voices caught in your throats as Matt continued. “And don’t try to act like you don’t like each other because I have eyes. So like, just say it.”
“I-I don’t–”, you felt as if your face was glowing in the dark of the closet. There was no way you could tell Shiro you liked him. You grew up together. Practically like siblings. And he was so handsome and so smart, there was no way he could like you back. He was destined for greatness. For a supermodel or a politician or ROYALTY. Not the kid next door.
“Y/N”, Shiro’s voice was soft as he gently maneuvered you to face him. He felt you shaking as he tilted your head up towards him and he felt a great surge of fierce protection, an urge to pull you close and never let go. “Y/N, Matt is right.”
You gasped as he stepped closer, fully you pressing you against the door with his body, holding you up while simultaneously stopping you from escaping. Not that you had anywhere to go.
“I’ve loved you for years, Y/N.”
“Shiro…”, his name was shaky on your tongue and you couldn’t, you couldn’t say the words.
He leaned close, his hair lightly brushing your nose, “Do you really like me back?”
The words were trapped in your throat. Of course you loved him. You’ve loved him and only him. No one could even compare. But you couldn’t…you couldn’t get your voice to work! There was no oxygen in here…you couldn’t breathe…your heart was racing he was so close! Even in the dark of the closet you could make out the outline of the face you loved. Feel his breath on your lips. The smell of his cologne.
You were helpless against him. This ridiculously handsome man. You’re knees were about to give out.
There was only one thing left for you to do.
You kissed him.
And oh! Those lips felt exactly as you’d imagine. Soft and warm and full as he immediately pulled you against him. His arms wrapped around your waist and a hand to your neck as he deepened this kiss. His tongue finally tasting the one person he’s ever wanted. You felt light headed.
It was happening.
It was finally happening!
Why did you wait so long?
“I-I love you, Takashi.”
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