Sunday, October 2, 2022

Short Story -- ꕥ Lavender ꕥ

 So I was trying to write another short story, similar to "The Dying Thoughts of a BumbleBee".

This clearly isn't as good at ALL! I actually kinda hate it. But I wanna share it despite of that, because I put a lot of effort into it. 


So please enjoy...


ꕥ Lavender ꕥ

A story of the fears of Change


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All my life I smelled of Lavender. A deep wonderful smell, elegant and peaceful. Lavender is said to represent innocence, pure of heart. That is who I am, I am Lavender. I knew lots of other Lavenders too. We were all so alike; calm, happy, and the best of friends! I remember we would always get our nails done on Saturdays. The manicurists would chat amongst each other in a language I didn’t understand while they painted me and my fellow Lavender’s nails. By the end our nails were all the same: A pretty violet color with silver sparkles. We were all so alike, calm and happy! I’d always return home, with my pretty purple nails and a warm feeling in my heart. I was so lucky to have so many Lavenders, just like me; the best of friends.

But then something changed. One of my friends began to smell different, like a syrup. My friends and I were worried, were they getting sick? They were still Lavender, they still came with us on our specials Saturdays. We still got our nails painted the same, the nail polish’s pungent scent almost making me forget about my friends ever slowly scent beginning to change. But change it did. They became a rich and creamy scent; Powerful like Lavender, in such a different way than before. They smelled like the cafe we would go to together, and all get the same iced tea. They started to smell alluring, a warmth not previously associated with the innocence of Lavender. 

They became Vanilla. Vanilla didn’t paint their nails violet like the rest of us anymore. They were now a deep monotone pink, almost red or brown. It looked lovely on them, but it wasn’t violet. It wasn’t like before. They started to order a warm tea, instead of iced like the rest of us. I didn’t understand, did they not want to be friends anymore? But Vanilla still spent time with us, just as before. They were just as calm as they had been as Lavender, maybe even more so. And yet, they became so simple. Where once they would wear beautifully elegant clothes like the rest of us they began to wear simple Solid Color shirts. Where once they held their shiny purse matching ours, now they kept everything in their pockets. It was such a simple change, and yet it unnerved me. I had no evidence of a loss of purity, and yet their scent said something was different. They were not as innocent as before, and yet I did not know what had changed. I didn’t know why anything had changed. Vanilla became our friend, despite everything that had changed. 

Why had things changed though? Was Vanilla unhappy as Lavender? Unhappy with us? I couldn’t see why, what was wrong with Lavender? My friends and I loved our elegant scent, and our purple manicures. I suppose nothing was wrong with Vanilla either. But what was so much better about it? What prompted the change? Lavender was wonderful, my friends were wonderful, I was wonderful!

Then another one of my friends began to change too. They smelled different, just as Vanilla had. I was worried; Were they sick, were they going to change too? But my friends weren’t worried like before. Instead they were asking strange and irrelevant questions. About what they were considering doing differently, considering Smelling Different. I didn’t understand. We were so concerned for Vanilla, but now they were all encouraging this change? 

My friend became Peppermint. Their scent was so cold it made me shiver. Their voice became so stern, not at all calm and pure like Lavender. They gave physical comfort much more, always greeting people with a tight hug. When before at the salon we would all sit still talking quietly with each other as our nails were polished, Peppermint would be louder. They would tell us about their day, and make humorous remarks. The manicurists would even laugh! Peppermint no longer painted their nails purple. Instead they became a bright orange, vibrant like the sun. It was nothing like their scent, contradictory. When did they become so unpredictable, so wild?! Peppermint was more restless too, could barely sit still anymore. No one else was worried that Peppermint was scared or nervous, constantly trembling. I asked Peppermint about it, in hopes maybe whatever was scaring them could be solved and they would return to Lavender. Return to normal. However they simply smiled their new sharp smile, and said they simply have lots of energy. They didn’t before. They were calm and wonderful, and now they are Energetic and Expressive. 

Things kept changing, until everything changed. My friends became Vanilla and Peppermint, Cinnamon and Roses; Citrus and Pine, Eucalyptus and Sandalwood. It made my headache, so many new scents. We were supposed to have our nails done on Saturday, and get matching violet manicures! Now everyone gets so many different colors, its a vibrant rainbow of variety. I hate it! I didn’t understand why everything was changing. I thought we were all happy as Lavender. What is driving people away from Lavender? What is making them want to have our special salon say on Sunday? What is making them want to have Juices and Smoothies instead of tea? Why has everything changed? I don’t want things to change, I want them to stay the same. If we were all happy, then why did they change? 

Why…why can’t I change with them? I’ve smelled of Lavender my whole life. I always thought it was wonderful, I always thought I was wonderful. But everyone else…they’ve become more. They’ve become more than wonderful. They’ve become Thoughtful, Energetic, Simplistic, Spiritual, Cultural, Empathetic, Humorous, Athletic….everything I can’t become. I tried. I tried to understand. I tried to change my scent. But I became frigid as Peppermint. Roses made me feel like I couldn’t move, one wrong step and I would cry. I became Sickly and dizzy as Citrus. Pine made me exhausted, I could collapse. No matter what I did, I always returned to the purple nail polish. 

I felt like a failure. I had never seen Lavender as bad, but now I couldn't see it as anything but bad. Lavender drove my friends away. Of course they’d leave Lavender behind. Its so naive, its so stuck up. Purple is so ordinary, so boring. Lavender held me back, kept me from chasing after them. They left Lavender behind. They left me behind. And try as I might, I couldn't bring myself to resent them for it. I don’t blame them for changing. I don’t blame them for going to do their nails without me. I don’t blame them for getting coffee and tea without me. I don’t belong with them anymore. They deserve someone wonderful. Not Lavender. Not me.

That’s how I felt for a while. Feeling like who I was was now bad, and helpless that I couldn’t change. Feeling like my friends didn’t want me anymore. But when you drop a dollar behind you while walking, you don’t just leave it behind. You go back for it. Because its valuable, it matters. And to my friends, I mattered. Even if I forgot that, they didn’t. What had felt like years of self hatred to me, had only been a few days. And yet it was long enough for the people I love to come to me. For them to see that I was scared and alone. 
I had become so obsessed with change, the idea of things being new, that I had forgotten something important: We weren’t just friends because we were all Lavender. We were friends because we cared about each other! Because we knew each other; what we loved, what we feared. And what we needed when we needed help. My friends knew. They will always know, because they are my friends.
But why, why are they my friends? Wasn’t I not good enough for them? Wasn’t I a Lavender, to be left behind as a distant memory of what they once were? 

No, I am not. I was not a distant memory to be left behind. I am their friend. Someone they love to study with, as I help them quietly when they are confused. I am someone they love to go shopping with, because I always find the most beautiful things to buy. I am someone who talks sweetly and calmly, as we talk about each other's days. I am someone who paints their nails a beautiful violet color, and drinks a delicious cold tea. I was Lavender. There is nothing wrong with that, and there was. 

And they weren’t Lavender. They are Vanilla, Citrus, Pine, Peppermint, and so many more. They are people I love to see movies with, because they liked so many different genres. They are people I love to eat meals with, because we all love pasta. They are people who I love to talk with because they all have so many things to say. They aren’t Lavender. There is nothing wrong with that, and there was.

All my life, I have smelled of Lavender. A deep wonderful smell, elegant and peaceful. Lavender is said to represent innocence, pure of heart. That is who I am, I am Lavender. I don’t know many other Lavenders. We aren’t alike at all, and we are the best of friends.


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Well yee theres that! I hope you all like it :))

Monday, September 19, 2022

MHA Self Insert Drabble -- Tenya Iida // WogWoman -- "Car Rides" (18+)

And we're back! As per-usual I will be aging myself DOWN because god dammit I want to simp for him guys--

I also wanted to include Rody in this, just because LOL


OK LETS GOOOO!


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Class 1-A stood together, watching in excitment as a helicopter landed. Midoryia's friend Rody Soul had finally gotten his Pilot's license and the first thing he wanted to do was visit Midoryia. Class 1-A was so excited to meet the boy that helped Midoryia save the world! Rody stepped out of the chopper, Pino the pink bird on his shoulder. The class rushed up to him in excitement. 
However Tenya Iida stayed back, not wanting to add anymore overwhelming-ness to Rody's greeting. In doing so, he spotted someone else discreetly leaving the helecoptor. She was a young plump women, with golden hair and rosy cheeks. She wore a Pilot's Jacket like Rody, and had clearly come with him. However she had not been greeted yet. 
"Hello," Iida approached her off to the side. "I am Tenya Iida, Class 1-A representative." 
"Hi!" the girl smiled and shook his hand happily. "I'm Molly, Rody's Co-Pilot."
"I was unaware we would have another guest staying with us."
"Oh no no no, it was totally last minute! Rody's single rider chopper ended up unavailable, so he had to take one that needed two. But don't worry about me, I'm sure I can figure something out!"

Tenya Iida admired her laid back attitude and confidence, however it was easy to tell that she was freaking out a bit about the situation. Tenya Iida didn't normally find interest in women, he had many responsibility's and goals to focus on. And yet he found himself very taken with Molly, and wanted to do anything he could to help.
"You may stay in my room during your stay if you would like," Tenya Iida offered politely.
"Now Iida, if I didn't know any better I'd say you're trying to seduce me~" Molly smirked. 
"N-No No!" Iida blushed heavily. "I-I just meant becasue My room is very clean and has room, and because I'm class Rep its my Job to--!"
Molly laughed at Iida's reaction.

Molly grabbed onto Iida's shirt tie and pulled him closer. Then she called out to Rody.
"Hey, Rody!" 
Rody turned to her. As well as the rest of the class, who now realized she there. 
"I'll meet up with you later, I have a car to ride!" she said, and pulled and flustered(and turned on)Tenya Iida away.


THE END

(Can you tell I'm kinda Horny? stfu bye)

Monday, August 22, 2022

MHA Self Insert oneshot — Tenya Iida // WogWoman — Tenya Iida’s Birthday 2022

ITS HIS DAY YA’LL! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TENYA IIDA!


(Credit in Image)


I can finally simp without being weird for a day, LOL!

I feel like Tenya Iida would LOVE to embrace his inner child if he could lol. So this is that story LOL! 



OK LETS GOOOO!


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Tenya Iida loved his girlfriend. Molly was a beautiful and kind women, and he was in awe of her playful spirit. She truely was the embodiment of the phrase “Grow Old but never Grow Old”. Tenya Iida always admired her ability to release him from his shell, and help him embrace his own inner child.
So that’s why he was genuinely excited when Molly told him she had planned a surprise for his Birthday. He knew it would he nothing less than wonderful.

Tenya Iida awoke that Monday, a wide smile upon his lips. Molly had encorraged him to ask to be excused from his classes for his Birthday. Tenya Iida always worked very hard and was dedicated to being a hero; taking one day away for leasure wouldn't hurt that, if anything he deserved it! Luckily, Aizawa Sensei agreed—he too was a tired man and would take the day off if her could. His words, not Tenya’s.

“Iida, hurry up!” Uraraka called from his dorm’s doorway. “We’re going to be late for class!”
“Go on without me, Uraraka,” Tenya Iida said, while standing at the mirror to tie his tie. “I will not be attending classes today.”
“What? Why?!” Uraraka sounded genuinely worried. “Are you ok?”
“I am perfectly fine my friend,” Tenya Iida turned around and gave a small smile. “If you must know, it is my Birthday. And I have gotten permission to-“
“ITS YOUR BIRTHDAY?!” Uraraka gasped. “Iida I had no idea! I’m so sorry, I didn’t get you anything…!”
“Uraraka, its fine.” Tenya Iida said calmly. “I was not expecting anything. After all, I didn’t tell Class 1A.”
“But why?”

“It simply wasn’t important.” Tenya Iida grabbed his bag and followed Uraraka outside. He wasn’t wearing his school uniform, but instead a T-Shirt and shorts. Molly told him to dress as casual as possible.
“Then why aren’t you coming to class?” Uraraka asked, as the two made their way through campus.
“I, uh, was encouraged to take today to celebrate. Its new for me, however I am going to try.”
“Thats great! What are you going to do?”
“I’m not sure yet, she said it was a surprise.”
“She?”
“Molly. Oh, I suppose I haven’t told you about her either—“
“Who’s Molly?” Uraraka interupted, excited. “Is she a friend? More than a friend? Does she go to UA with us?”
“Molly is my partner, we are in a relationship you could say. She does not attend UA.”
“Omg! We have to meet her!” Uraraka pulled out her phone and started texting. “Tonight! We can throw you a party! And Molly will come, so we can meet her!”
“Uraraka I don’t think—“
“I got to go Iida, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!” She waved as she ran off.


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Tenya Iida met Molly outside UA at the train station. Molly lept into his arms giving him a big hug and shouting ‘Happy Birthday!’ At him. Tenya Iida smiled.
“I’m so excited!” Molly bounced up and down. “I just know you’re going to love this!”
“Molly, there’s been a development I wanted to let you know about.” Tenya said.
“What’s up?”
“It occurred to me I had never told my Class 1A peers about you. Or my birthday. As a result my classmate Uraraka got excited, and insisted on bringing you to the dorms tonight for a sudden party. She ran off before I could object-“
“That sounds awesome!” Molly smiled.
“Are you sure? Its very sudden.”
“I’m willing to try, and I’d love to meet your classmates.”
Tenya nodded.
“Now c’mon! We’re gonna have so much fun!”


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“Now, open your eyes!”

Molly removed her hands from Tenya’s face, and he opened his eyes. His eyes sparkles as he saw the giant ‘Disney World Tokyo’ sign in front of him.
“Surpise!” Molly cheered. “Your parents helped me plan it, but what better place to be a child on your birthday than DISNEY?!”
Tenya smiled, really really happy. Molly had an extreme love for Disney, and as a result Tenya Iida had developed one too. The movies were beautiful, and always reminded him of the childhood innocence Molly always seemed to give him.
“I love it,” Tenya Iida hugged Molly. “Thank you! I Love you so much.”
“I love you too Tenya,” Molly hugged him back tightly. “Now C’mon! We’re gonna ride the Marry-Go-Round!”


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When Tenya Iida finally returned home the the UA dorms, he had a pair of Mickey Ears on his head and a loving girlfriend by his side. She held a light-up Mickey Balloon. They were both happily exhausted. But Molly still held a wide smile, ready to mee Tenya Iida’s friends.

Best Birthday Ever


THE END

sorry this was short. Happy Bday Tenya Iida!



(Insert Tenya Iida and me going to be little kids. Maybe Class 1A shows up somwhow lol)


Sunday, August 14, 2022

VLD Langst + Klance Oneshot — The Galran Jewel — Lance’s 2022 Birthday Special

 ITS LANCE’S BIRTHDAY WOOOOOO!!!! So lets have some LANGST for the occasion! :)

(When I wrote this is was Lance’s Bday—July 28–stfu)

This isn’t technically birthday themed, but it was some angst I had in my head for a while lol. I was inspired by this fic and was like ‘No better time to write than late at night after a long day of partying’ lmao

Also IDK what kinda AU this is? Like Lance is an Earthling but also never met any of them. So IDK how he got to space in this univirse let alone how he ended up where he is. But hey, shrug it off and vibe with me ig. Also Alurra flies the Blue Lion. Their bond is weak, and that the Blue Lion doesnt intended to strengthen it. But why????Ooooo???? I definitely made Hunk more badass/serious unintentionally lol, and Alurra bit more nervous. But she’s a ‘new’ paladin so it works LOL!


TW:

- Rape

- Sexual slavery 

- Brainwashing 

- Non-Con Body-Altering Magic stuff


LETS GOOOOOOOO!!!


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The Paladins and Alteans were in the castle’s Main HQ , as they prepared for a new mission. 
Alurra stepped in front of the other paladins, preparing the mission details.
 The Blue Paladin Armor always felt wrong on her, she could never quite explain it. At first she thought it was a sense of mourning, that she was disrespecting the former paladin. But overtime as the other paladins formed strong bonds with their earthling pilots, Alurra still felt very disconnected from Blue. Despite all her efforts to bond, the Blue Lion just wouldn’t let her in. She knew it didn’t really want her, she wanted someone else. Was waiting for someone else. But who? Until she found out, she would wear the paladin armor with a heavy heart. 
 “This is the Galra Ship we are set to infiltrate,” Alurra pulled up the image on the Altean Tech Hologram. “This ship is supposed to be where something called ‘The Jewel of the Galra Empire’ is kept. There is much inside acknowledgement about this jewel, and our Blade of Mamora agents are only able to learn so much without their cover being blown.”
“Why is this Jewel valuable?” Pidge asked. “Is it an energy source?”
“We believe so,” Alurra continued. “It’s supposed to rejuvenate their armies, bringing each individual rejuvenation.”
“How does it do that?” Hunk asked. “Is it that quintessence stuff that you and Corran talk about?”
“We are not actually sure,” Corran stepped up. “There are no security cameras of any kind inside the room, not even the Galra that go in themselves bring any documentation tools.”
Alurra nodded. “All we can see is the Galra entering or exiting. They will enter visibly distressed or exhausted. When they exit, it is clear the jewel has somehow given them new energy or relaxation of some sort.”
“So we have to get that Jewel,” Shiro understood. 
“Shiro, we don’t even know what the jewel does!” Keith spoke up. “It could be weird, dark quintessence like Haggar does! Is it safe to bring it to the collation?”
“Its safer in our hands than theirs. As long as they don’t have it, its a step forward for the Voltron Coalition.”
“Correct Shiro!” Corran smiled, twisting his mustache. “Now, you all suit up! Alurra and Hunk will infiltrate the ship in the Yellow Lion. Pidge will give you guidance as how to do so from here in the castle. Keith and Shiro will distract the Galra ship in the meantime. Once the Jewel has been obtained, Pidge will join you all in the Green lion and bring the Blue Lion as well! You’ll form Voltron, and BOOM! Take out the Galra ship!”
The team nodded, and began the mission.


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Alurra and Hunk quietly and quickly rushed around the Galra Ship, using Pidge’s map to try and locate the Jewel’s room. This was one of the strangest Galra ships they had ever been in, it was so lively! Whatever that Jewel’s power was, it was strong. Tall and Strong Galra filled the halls, talking loudly amongst eachother. Strangely, things got quieter as they got closer to the Jewel. There were signs along the walls saying things like “BE QUIET AS YOU APPRAOCH THE JEWEL” and “KEEP QUIET”. 

The two finally reached the door. It was very beautiful, standing out in the usual purple and dim warship. It was embedded with shiny blue crystals and the hand-scan lock was the most secure they had ever seen! Alurra kept watch as Hunk set up Pidge’s hacking system.
“This is the strangest power source I have ever encountered,” Alurra whispered into the coms. “There are signs everywhere to stay quiet?”
“Aren’t these Galra ships quiet normally?” Keith asked through the coms.
“Note this one,” Hunk said, as they waited for Pidge’s program to let them in. “This has been one of the loudest crowded ships I’ve ever been in.”
“Maybe Galra’s don’t know to be quiet around delicate and valuable things?” Shiro shrugged. 
“Is that a thing on Earth?” Alurra asked.
“Yes-“
“Hey, wait a second!” Pidge spoke up. “Is the Galran Jewel even a Jewel? What if its like, a title?”
At that moment, Pidge’s program opened the door. 
Hunk slowly began to turn off his com, saying “Pidge, you might not be wrong…” before muting it.

Alurra and Hunk were expecting a large control room of some sort, or a sacred ceremony room of some sort! What they were not expecting, was a bedroom. A single one, meant for one person alone. The lights were dim like the rest of the ship; however they glowed an indigo blue, not purple. The lights hung from crystal chandeliers and lamps. Next to the door was a golden coat hanger, which was holding Galra armor for just about every class of soilder there was. There was a bathroom across the way, which looked very small. There was no closet, dresser drawers, and no personal belongings of any sort. There was a huge bed in the middle of the glamours room, big enough for two people at least. The covers were ruffled and messy, but you could barley tell because of how fluffy and thick they were. And the pillows were perfect to match. There were golden chains locked to the bed, connected to—A person?!
Hunk and Alurra quickly walked further inside, closing the door behind them. The mysterious person shot up in the bed, surprised. He was shirtless, his tan skin covered in hickeys and bite marks. His brown hair was messy, however he quickly ram his hands through it to fix it up. His ears were covered in golden jewelry and—Holy Shit he was a Human! He looked just like the others and Alurra could feel no quintessence to lead her to believe he was anything but a human.

“Oh My God, I am so sorry!” The human threw off his covers and stood up, revealing the rest of his naked body. He began to slightly ramble apologies for ‘Not greeting them right away’ and ‘I thought I had a minute or two before the next master arrived’ but Alurra and Hunk couldn’t even hear him. 
They were too focused on his body: The Hickies and Bites continued down to his thighs, and that wasn’t the worst of it. Fresh cum—clearly layered over long dried—coated his stomach and waist. His dick was red and raw from use, Hunk didn’t even know a penis could look like that. He looked awful.
Suddenly the human realized he had been talking too much, and fell to his knees in a bow. His forehead touched the floor and his rear raised in the air. “How may I severe you, Masters?”

Alurra snapped out of her shock, and rushed to the human’s side. She knelt down next him, lifting him to meet her eyes. “Oh my goodness, what has happened to you?! You poor thing?”
The Human looked at her with innocent eyes. “Oh, please do not offer such pity!” He said with compassion. “It is my honor to serve you, mistress!”
“I-I am not your mistress!”
“But, you walked through the door? That means you are my mistress.”
“How many…mistresses or masters, do you have?” Alurra asked, already preparing the the worst.
“I have all Masters.” The human said. “I serve the ones who enter the door. All are above me, and I serve my masters.” He had a simple smile on his face.

Hunk finally joined too, as Alurra brought the human to his feet. 
“Who are you?” Hunk asked.
The Human’s back went straight as he stood attention, he smile becoming wide and gaze becoming distant. “I am the Jewel of the Galra empire. I serve and obey. I serve the Galra empire. I please the Galra Empire, I rejuvenate the Galra empire. I love to obey, it is my purpose.” He recited the Mantra like he had said it a thousand times. When he was done and snapped from his trance, his stance relaxed and he returned eye contact. 
Alurra turned to Hunk. “Hunk, he of Earth correct?”
Hunk nodded. “Yeah, he’s definitely an Earthling. How did you get out here?”
“I am not sure I understand master? I never leave this room, master.” 
“You are on a ship in space, do you not know?” Alurra asked.
“Yes,” the Jewel turned and gestured to a single small window that showed the stars. “My masters say it is a beautiful place, one that will soon be theirs.”
“It won’t!” Alurra shouted. “We will stop them!”
“Yes Mistrtress.” The human bowed his head, clearly afraid of her sudden raise of voice. He dropped to his knees and bowed once again. “Please, forgive me. How may I serve you?”
“No No, Please!” Alurra embraced him. “I am sorry, I did not mean to scare you!”
Alurra looked over her shoulder at Hunk. “Hunk, what do we do? We cannot leave him here!”
“No duh!” Hunk said. “We have to take him with us!”
“How? We will not be able to form Voltron with another person in the cockpit of the Lion.”
“We’re running out of time, we just have to go! Now!”
Alurra nodded.

Alurra took the Jewel’s wrist in her hand, and began to pull him to the door with Hunk. 
“We’re getting you out of here,” she explained. “Stay quiet.”
“B-But Zarkon decreed I cannot leave this room!” the human cried out, and began to resist.
“Zarkon?!”
“Alurra there’s no time,” Hunk said. “He can explain later! Just grab him!”
Alurra nodded and lifted the Jewel into her arms. While he did squirm, he was also comflicted between obeying Zarkon and Obeying these two masters. 
The loudest alarms they had ever heard from the Galra erupted in the halls, as Alurra and Hunk rushed through the halls. Their coms erupted with worry as they unmuted.
“What’s happening?!” Pidge asked.
“Are you two Ok?! I’ve never heard an alarm like this!” Keith said.
“Did you get the Jewel?” Shiro tried to keep his voice professional.
“Y-Yes!” Alurra stuttered as she ran with said ‘Jewel’.
“Yes, but guys this is so much bigger than we ever thought!” Hunk said. 

...

The two reached their Lions, Hunk spilling up into his and Alurra taking the ‘Jewel’ into hers. The Blue Lion lit up more than it ever has for her before, and warmth filled her heart. This was who the Blue Lion was waiting for. She needed them to save him. Now that they have, the Blue Lion felt more motherly than she ever had before. She finally looked at Alurra with Pride and admiration. Alurra smiled at that. 
She set Lance back on his feet in the back and told him to stay there, and try to find something to cover himself with. Then she rushed to the drivers seat. She and Hunk busted out of the Galra ship with great speed, flying past the other lions and straight to the castle. 
“We need to retreat!” Alurra cried.
“But the plan—!” Shiro gasped.
“Guys this is a fight we can’t win,” Hunk said. “And plus, we have a much bigger problem now!”
Shiro sighed, not upset but concerned. “Retreat Keith,” he said.
Keith, who was hearing everything, listened for once and joined the others. 
A quick wormhole later, and they successfully escape with the Jewel of the Galra empire.


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The other paladins stood in front of the Blue Lion, worried. Hunk had screamed urgently to prepare a healing pod, and then come back right away. Hunk was a nervous and loud guy, but never to this extent. He stood extra close to the Blue Lion, ready to help Alurra out with this so called ‘much bigger problem than they thought’ Jewel. They were told Corran was just on his way back when Alurra finally emerged. 

Alurra walked down the ramp, a human male by her side. Hunk rushed to them both down. He was weak and naked, covered only by the emergency blanket kept in the lion’s survival kits. It did nothing to cover his sexually abused body. And from what they couldn’t see, they could easily infer. 
Shiro took a step back to keep himself from falling over, horrified by what the Galra were capable of. For a moment Pidge cried out in horror at her missing brother, before she realized it wasn’t Matt. Then, she just let her tears fall at the sight of the poor person. Keith’s hands flew to his mouth, covering it in shock. He looked more emotional than anyone had ever seen him, and was clearly crying but holding back the intense sobs and noises. He froze, clearly trembling. 

Alurra and Hunk made it to the others, the Earth boys with them. The Earth boy brightened when he saw them.
“Oh, more masters!” He cheered. He dropped to his knees and bowed, his blanket being shed. “How may I serve you?”
The others cried out when they saw his back was not spared from any sexual scars. And he called them ‘masters’?! What had happened to this guy?
Alurra and Hunk quickly through the blanket back over him. “No No, stop!” Alurra said quickly, pulling him up. “We’re not you’re masters.” She reminded
“But…But you came though my door? I am the Jewel, and you came through the door! So you must be masters!”

Just then Corran strolled in. “Hello Paladins—Oh my! Who is this?” Corran was shocked and could clearly understand right away what had happened. However he was trying to keep his demeanor usual, unlike the others. 
The ‘Jewel’ looked at him and smiled. He dropped to his knees again, and bowed to Corran this time. “I am the Jewel of the Galra Empire, how may I serve you master?”
Corran was a bit unsettled, but recovered. He knelt down a reached out his hand to Lance, helping him up. “You may call me Corran,” he said calmly. “Will you please follow me to the Medical Bay? I want to make sure you are alright.” he gave a smile. 
“Yes Master—I mean Corran. I will obey.”
That definitely made Corran uncomfortable, but he did his best to ignore it and lead the boy away and to the Med Bay. Alurra quickly followed them, clothing him once again in the blanket. 
Hunk stayed behind, to address the team.

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There was a moment of silence, the Paladins truely letting what just happened sink in.

“Oh My God,” Pidge breathed. “What happened to that guy?”
Hunk, who finally was able to break a little, shook his head. “I don’t know…Oh god how did another Earthling get so far out here? And why did he—Oh my god why…”
Shiro ran his hands through his hair. “I know what it’s like to lose part of who you are to the Galra, but…I’ve never seen them…I never thought they’d…just…that.”
Keith hadn’t moved through the entire scene. He had stayed with his hands over his mouth, frozen silent.
“Keith?” Shiro reached out his hand. “Are you ok?”

The moment Shiro placed his hand on Keith’s shoulders, Keith unfroze. He fell to his knees, and vomited. It was violent, and full of terrifying sobs. 
“Keith!” Shiro cried out, and rushed to his side. 
“Oh my god!” Pidge came as well, and tried to hold Keith’s long hair back and out of his face.
Hunk stood in front of Keith and the others, almost supervising. “What happened?”
When Keith was finally done vomiting, the screams began. They had never heard such sounds out of Keith. He cried out in sadness, a sadness they didn’t know Keith could even express. He clutched himself, his eyes wide as they released tears. When the screams stopped, they little down to muttering sobs.
“Keith, what’s happening?” Shiro asked as calmly as he could.
How……how did they…did he….god…my fault…” Keith spoke incoherent speech, riddled with tears. 
“Keith, deep breaths!” Hunk tried to say. “What’s wrong?”
Pidge, who had been running a scan to see what caused the vomit spoke up. “Guys, he doesn’t look good! He’s in total shock and overwhelmed. He’s gonna pass out!”
“Keith! Keith, stay awake!” Shiro grabbed him. “What’s wrong?”
Keith made teary eye-contact with Shiro. “I know him.” 
Keith collasped into Shiro’s arms.


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The Human at on a cot in the MedBay. His posture was calm, but he hunched over in a submissive way. He allowed Corran to put him in a healing pod to be scanned and look over him for any current injuries. Alurra stayed to accompany the human, despite Corran's warnings that there would most likely be disturbing information to be learned. Alurra insisted she wanted to stay, saying it was important to her that the human 'Jewel' have comfort. Currently Alurra held the Human's hand as he swung his legs back and forth, waiting for Corran to be finished reviewing his scans.
"Young man, what is your name?" Corran asked. 
"I am the Jewel of the Galra Empire!" the human smiled. "I do not have a name,"
"Hmm, based on your scans I can infer what 'serving the Galra Empire' entails." Corran gave Alurra a sad face. "Along with severe Malnutrition, No protection was ever used during the countless intercourses. He definetly had deveouped many STDs and STIs. However it seems the Druids must have removed them, because now he has no STD/STIs, but his quinteseces has been altered many times. Mostly likely to rid him of these."
Alurra still gasped, horrified by the awful acts committed.
"And the druids seem to be at work once again with his...shaft. His biology has been manipulated to cause infinete blood pressure in his shaft, resulting in orgasms not equal to the amount of intercourse preformed."
Alurra turned to the human. "Did you know about this?"
The human answered much too happily for their taste. "Oh yes! My mistresses altered me so that I may perform my purpose much more efficiently! I am eternally grateful."

Alurra embraced the human once again, and the human was still confused as to why he was being pityed. He couldnt be happier!
"You are safe now," Corran rested a hand on the human's shoulder. "You no longer have to serve the Galra Empire."
"B-But it is my purpose!" the human lept off of the cot, stumbling a little bit. "Zarkon himself decreed it!"

Corran and Alurra were abosolutely horrified at the idea this poor man had come face to face with the evil Galra Emperor.
"Who is Zakon to you?" Corran asked.
"Corran, of course he knows who Zarkon is!" Alurra said.
"But who is he to him," Corran gestured to the Jewel, prompting him to continue. 
"Zarkon his my savoir, my lord." the human brought his hands to his heart in a show of passion, and raised his head to the ceiling. "I was lost, until he showed me who I truly am, and what I'm meant to do."
"What do you mean, you were lost?" Alurra asked.
The human looked down for a moment, eyebrows furrowing as he tried to recall. It gave Corran and Alurra hoped that perhaps they could free him from this mindset--
"I do not remember much of my time before Zarkon saved me. Why would I? I am so much happier now!" the human sighed in releif.
Alurra huffed, a little frustrated. "Just try, for a moment? Please?"
"Yes mistress," the human nodded, and began to think again. 

Alurra could feel the Jewel's hand in hers, squeeze a bit as he worked to remember the past he was(probably)forced to forget.
"I remember I was sitting down," he suddenly spoke. "Everything was shaking, I was frightened. My mind was frantic and confused, and there was a bunch of red flashing. Then I was in pain, physically. Next, I was with some of my masters, being led through the halls. Then, presented to my lord. Then it all changed. In my God's presense, everything became right." he smiled in releif
Corrand and Alurra cringed when they heard him refer to Zarkon as his God. But they let him continue. 
"I bowed Zarkon, and he gave be the miracle of his touch. I have never felt such pleasure! He then decreed that I was the Jewel of the Galra Empire. I was taught to obey, and told to serve the Galra Empire from my room." he finished.

Alurra and Corran turned to eachother, then back to the human. 
"It sounds like you were on a spaceship," Corran said. "You must have crashed and been captured by the Galra."
"And then brainwahsed into...this!" Alurra gasped. "How did you get so far into space using an Earth Spaceship? The paladins told us Earth is lacking our advanced technology."
"I am sorry, I do not understand mistress." the jewel appologized. "I do not remember being in a spaceship."

Alurra sighed, sad. She didn't know how they were supposed to help the human. How to convince him that he wasn't a 'Jewel of the Galra Empire" but a human man with free will. But she knew one thing: She wasn't going to just give up on him. This human was staying with them, and they would help him. Keep him safe, and teach him who he really was. She didn't bother to check with the other Paladins, or even Corran next to her. She turned right to the human, and said: "You will be safe here with us. And we will help teach you the truth. I know you don't understand now, but I promise to do everything I can until you do."

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(Insert Keith waking up and explaining how he knows lance: Lance was his only ‘friend’ at the garrison. Interacting with him in some way no matter what. Keith never showed or said it, but he really appreciated Lance and cared for him—sffnvbvn hint hint gay crush ldbrfibhvpgvn—so seeing his basically only friend this way has totally fucked him up)


Keith awoke to a horrible taste in his mouth. He wished that was all he woke up to, but he also woke up to the realization that everything that just happened was not a dream. That Lance Mcclain really was on their ship, rescued from a Galra ship where had been clearly brainwashed. 

When he first saw Lance step out of the Blue Lion so many thoughts ran through his head. How did Lance get into Space? Run to him! Give him space. Tell him, now! Don't tell him yet. But then he saw the shape Lance was in, the sexual evidence littered across his body. Oh god no. What happened? What did they do to you?! And those thoughts only increased when they heard Lance speak and how he acted. Keith remembered being totally frozen, he could feel his tears but other than that he felt trapped. Only when Shiro touched him did he break, vomiting and crying until he passed out. He would have been embarrassed if not for the more pressing matters. He ripped off the covers and got out of the bed he was apparently laying in. 
He had to get to him, he had to get to Lance. Lance, who had stayed by his side no matter what. Lance, who said hi and talked to him everyday. Lance, who studied with him in the library for tests. Lance, who Keith always ignored and told to go away. Lance, who didn't give up. 
Keith hadn't deserved Lance, didn't deserve him. Keith found Lance had torn down the walls he worked tirelessly to keep standing. He valued Lance more than anyone else. And yet, he never told him. He never told Lance how much he appreciated being greeted every morning. He never told Lance about how he cried tears of joy in his room after Lance handed him a Christmas Card his mother had made for him. He never told Lance how much he loved him. No, when he was booted from the Garrison he didn't even say goodbye. And he regretted it everyday.
He had to say it now. He had to tell Lance now!


...


Right as he opened his door however, he was blocked by Shiro, Hunk, and Pidge.
"Whoa, Keith!" Hunk said, holding him by the shoulders. "Where are you going?"
"I have to go to Lance!" Keith said, trying to push him aside.
"So, thats his name?" Pidge asked.
"Alurra told us he said he didn't have one." Shiro said.
"His name is Lance," Keith insisted. "And I have to see him!"
"Keith, wait!" Shiro stopped him. "Alurra and Corran spoke with....Lance. And we have more information than before."

Hunk took Keith from Shiro's arms, into his own. He brought them both down to sit on the floor, Pidge and Shiro joining them.
"When Me and Alurra found Lance," Hunk began. "He was serving as a...A Galra...a.."
"A Galra Sex Slave." Pidge finished. She flinched at her own bluntness. "Theres...There's no other way to say it."
Keith flinched. He already had a feeling, but hearing it was still horrible. 
"And whoever Lance was before," Shiro said. "He's been completely brainwashed into this 'Jewel of the Galra' role."
"He thinks Zarkon is his God," Pidge crossed her arms. "He also defiantly raped him before sentencing Lance to be brainwashed into a slave."
"But Alurra has decided that he will stay with us, and we will help fix him and keep him safe!" Shiro tried to reassure. 
Keith hunched into himself. This was so much worse than he thought...

"Keith," Hunk spoke up. "How do you know him?"
Keith let out a shuddering sigh. "He was my friend..."
Pidge's head snapped up. "But I thought you--"
"Didn't have any? Yeah, I didn't." Keith said. "He was the only one. And I...oh god." Keith hid his head in his legs. "I never even told him. He meant so much to me and I never told him. I never even said goodbye."
Shiro put an arm around Keith. "Something tells me he was much more than a friend to you."
Keith didn't say anything. He just nodded. 
The other two began to embrace Keith too. It lasted a long time, before they finally let Keith go. Keith rubbed away his tears and stood up.
"I need to go see him." Keith said.
Shiro nodded. "Let me tell Alurra," he pulled out his communicstor. "Right now she and Corran are with him in the dining room. None of us have officially met him yet. We were waiting for you. "
Pidge nodded. "He calls everyone Master or Mistress, no matter who they are." 
"But Alurra and Corran have already gotten him to start calling them by their names!" Hunk piped in. "Well, he calls them 'Master Corran' and 'Mistress Alurra', but its quick progress!"
"He always was a fast learner," Keith said, chuckling sadly. "I can only imagine how quickly he was..."
"We're going to help him Keith," Pidge said. "We're going to make this right."


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Corran and Alurra sat on either side of Lance in the dining room. Shiro had messaged Alurra, explaining that Keith apparently had past with the human and that his name was Lance. They told him as such, however it seemed he took it as an order. Saying "Yes Mistress Alurra, I will learn to respond to Lance from now on." At least he was trying to call her by her first name, and that was progress.

They had also given him clothes now, the best they could find in his size. Corran had wanted to put Lance in some of his clothes, saying he would look just as much a 'gorgeous man' as himself. Alurra laughed, but insisted they find something more casual, and that looked as much like Earth clothing as Altean Clothes could. They settled on an Altean Servant uniform, as it was loose and comfortable. It couldn't really count as a servant uniform anyway, servants were long gone...Apparently, clothes--and any kind of underwear--were a new concept to Lance. Lance explained that the most he had ever worn was a 'cock cage' when his masters commanded him to. Lance admitted to being uncomfortable in the clothes, but just because he was not used to the concept and not because of the fabric. However, Alurra and Corran agreed he looked very nice in them! The Altean clothes were made up of a long blue tunic, with a white apron sewn into it and a yellow band around the waist. The pants were dark blue and hung from the ankles. However they didn't give him shoes yet. If he was uncomfortable in clothes, shoes were going to be a step too far for today. Babysteps.

Right now, Lance was eating while they waited for the other paladins to come in. He ate silently, but also happily. Alurra and Corran were received to see that just because he was conditioned to obey, doesnt mean he was conditioned into unhappiness. Even though he definitely gagged when he first tasted the food goo, not unlike the other Paladins. However conversation wasn't an easy task right now. He had just got here, and only really knew how to listen. Its not like he had anything to say anyway. However they did manage to convince him that he was allowed to speak and ask questions. However those questions were still 'How May I serve You, Master?". 

"I am glad to see you are stomaching the food goo," Corran laughed.
Lance nodded. "Yes Master Corran."
"Lance the other Paladins will be here soon," Alurra said. "They have not properly been introduced yet. But you don't have to be afraid of them!" she smiled.
"Of course Mistress Alurra," Lance said. "I would never be afraid of my masters." he smiled.
Alurra cringed a bit, but otherwise let it go.


...


The other Paladins entered shortly after, clearly tense but also determined. Alurra stood up and led Lance to them. 
"Lance, these are the other paladins who live with us." she smiled. "They are Human, like you!" 
Lance stepped forward, and bowed on his knees. "It is nice to meet you, masters. I am Lance, how may I serve you?" he then stood up and turned to Alurra. "Did I do it right?"
Alurra sighed, but still smiled. "No, but that is ok. You are getting better already!"
"Please, forgive me Mistress Alurra!" Lance tried to bow again, but Alurra stopped him.
"Its ok, theres nothing to forgive! Now, let the other Paladins introdcue themselves."


Shiro took that as his cue to start. "Hello Lance," he said as calmly as he could. "I am the Black Paladin, Shirogane. But you can call me Shiro. Let me know if you have any questions, I'm happy to answer them."
"Yes Master Shirogane," Lance bowed his head. "May I ask something?"
"Yes," Shiro smiled. He was already learning!
"Your arms seems to be of Galran Solider origin," Lance said. "Do you serve Lord Zarkon too?"
"No." Shiro said, a bit too sternly. "I do not, and never will serve him!"
"Shiro calm down," Hunk said quickly. "He can't help it, ok?"
Shiro took a deep breath and calmed down.

"Hi, I'm Hunk!" Hunk smiled his friendly smile. "Same as Shiro, let me know if you ever need anything or have questions, We're all here for you! And if your ever hungry, I'm a really good cook! I'd love to cook for you sometime."
"You are too kind, Master Hunk." Lance bowed his head. "Please, tell me if I can serve you in anyway to repay your kindness."
Hunk just nodded, knowing that it was no use to correct him right now. 

"Hi....I'm Pidge." Pidge said, not making eye contact with Lance. "I, uhm...yeah hi."
"Mistress Pidge, you seem tense." Lance said. He reached to his pants. "Please, allow me to help--"
"NO!" Pidge screamed. "Don't! Don't...do that!"
"Yes Mistress Pidge, please forgive me." Lance said sadly.

Finally it was Keith's turn. Lance turned to face him, and Keith froze again. He still had the same striking Blue eyes, and yet those eyes didn't recognize him at all. He couldnt think of anything to say, except "It...It's me. Keith." 
Lance suddenly stepped closer to Keith and tilted his head. "Forgive me Master Keith if I am incorrect," Lance spoke. "But you look familer to me. Have I served you before?"
Keith began to tremble. Lance...Lance recognized him! He was still there, Lance was still there. Somewhere deep, deep down. 
Keith nodded. "Y-Yeah! You know me! Its me, Keith! From the Garrison, remember?"
Lance raised an eyebrow. "I am sorry Master Keith, I do not."
Keith's shoulders sank and he hung his head in defeat. 

But something clicked in Lance. Before Lance was a helplessly happy slave. Knowing nothing but happiness, afterall everything he did was serving the empire. And he loved to serve the empire, he still does! But that eternal happiness he had...something broke. He suddenly felt different in some way. He wasn't sad, he was still happy! But now he felt like he could be sad if he wanted to. Or angry, or any emotion. He felt like saying words in combinations he never had before. He felt some sort of personality surface. He hadn't had one of those before. 
"I-I'm sorry Master Keith," he said in a sincere tone. Huh, he didn't have tone before. "Please, is there anyway I can serve you to make you feel better?"
Keith looked up at him and raised an eyebrow. He must have noticed the change too. "No, no thank you."
"...Okay."

Alurra then called attention. "Well everyone, its clearly been a very long day. I suggest we all retire for the night. Paladins, please take time to enjoy a meal. I will take Lance to his new room."
Lance gasped. "I get a new room?" he said excitedly. "Is it like my old one at all?"
Alurra noticed the change in him too. She chuckled. "Not at all, I'm sorry." she said. "However this room you can leave and return to anytime you want!"
"Really? Thank you Mistress Alurra!"
"Alurra, can I come too?" Keith asked. 
Alurra nodded. "Of course. You might be better at explaining what some things are in Earth terms that he will understand."


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Keith was admittedly a little jealous of Lance's room. Keith and the other Paladins had pretty simple rooms; with a bunkbed built into the wall, one bathroom--not shower though, they had community showers--and one closet. But apparently Alurra had this room totally free! It was much bigger, with a normal but more comfy than his bed. But it also had a full bathroom! This bathroom had a shower and bathtub. Keith pulled Alurra aside and not so subetly asked her why Lance got such a fancy room. And Alurra totally didn't laugh at Keith being jealous. But she explained that Lance's room with the Galra while covered in shiny things, was very small and didn't have anything. Not a closet, or even a shower! It had a toilet, sink, and bucket. Apparently Lance was taught to just fill the bucket and wipe himself off with a sponge. Altough he 'confessed' to sometimes pouring water over himself. Alurra wanted him to be able to experienced actual bathing but also privacy to do so. Keith then agreed that yeah, Lance deserved to be pampered a bit with this. 
Alurra then left Keith with Lance to show him around the room and appliances. Keith showed Lance the lamps and lights, and how to turn on and off the Heat/AC. He showed Lance his linen closet, which had extra blankets, pillows, and towels. He just decided to ignore when Lance asked where the lube required to serve his masters was. He showed Lance his clothes closet, and told Lance they would get him more clothes soon. Then he showed him the grand finale bathroom. Keith remembered Lance used to love pampering himself, and would constantly invite him to 'spa nights'. Keith never went to them, but did hear about what Lance would do at them.

"Oh my god," Lance gasped when he walked into the bathroom. "This is huge!"
Keith chuckled. "Yup. And you don't need a bucket anymore, you have a shower and bathtub now."
"Master Keith, this is amaizng!" Lance spun around and smiled at him. "Thank you!"
Keith smiled back, he could feel a little bit of Lance shining through.
"Oh, is this the lube?" Lance held up a bottle of shampoo. "There's a lot in here, I've never seen this many kinds!"
"Lance, that's... thats soap."
Lance raised an eyebrow and looked back at the bottle in his hand.
Keith waited with baited breath. Please don't tell me he forgot what soap is. Lance used to love using so many different kinds of soaps that did who knows what please tell me they didn't take that from him--
"What's soap?"
God fuck why?!
"Its supposed to clean your body and hair. Make you smell good and stuff. Did the Galra ever clean you?" Keith asked.
Lance shook his head, "No Master Keith. I was taught to rinse myself off once a day. They did not want me to smell like anything but myself. They called it my 'natural musk'."
Keith held out an open bottle of body wash to Lance. "Smell this,"
"Ok, Master Keith." Lance nodded and leaned over the bottle to smell it. Lance's eyes widened and he stared back at Keith. "Master Keith, it smells wonderful!"
"Do you wanna use it?"
"You mean, I can smell like that?" Lance said it like he didn't believe it was even possible.
Keith laughed. "Yes! You used to love this kinda stuff."
"I did?"
Keith nodded. "Yeah, before the Galra."
Keith thought Lance was going to protest again, say that he had always been with the galra. Or ask if Keith was giving him a new purpose or something. But he didn't, to Keith's surpirse.
"Master Keith, will you help me?" Lance asked for something! That was major progress on top of everything today already! "I...I uhm..."
"Do you want to take a bath?" Keith asked.
Lance nodded. "Yes Master Keith. Would...would you help me? Please."
Keith nodded. "Yeah, I'll help you." 


THE END

This is rlly late and I’m tired lol 



Sunday, July 31, 2022

VLD Langst/Klance -- Lance's Birthday 2022 -- SNEAK PEEK (WIP)

 OK SO I started this on Lance's Bday, but I didn't finish it in time. I fact I STILL HAVENT! And seeing as its July 31st, I feel like I need to give a sneak peek at least so that I'm not A MONTH LATE lmao! So yee, here's a sneak peek for my Lance's 2022 bday oneshot, "The Jewel of the Galra Empire"


TW:

- RAPE

- BRAINWASHING

- SEXUAL SLAVERY



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Alurra and Hunk were expecting a large control room of some sort, or a sacred ceremony room of some sort! What they were not expecting, was a bedroom. A single one, meant for one person alone. The lights were dim like the rest of the ship; however they glowed an indigo blue, not purple. The lights hung from crystal chandeliers and lamps. Next to the door was a golden coat hanger, which was holding Galra armor for just about every class of soilder there was. There was a bathroom across the way, which looked very small. There was no closet, dresser drawers, and no personal belongings of any sort. There was a huge bed in the middle of the glamours room, big enough for two people at least. The covers were ruffled and messy, but you could barley tell because of how fluffy and thick they were. And the pillows were perfect to match. There were golden chains locked to the bed, connected to—A person?!
Hunk and Alurra quickly walked further inside, closing the door behind them. The mysterious person shot up in the bed, surprised. He was shirtless, his tan skin covered in hickeys and bite marks. His brown hair was messy, however he quickly ram his hands through it to fix it up. His ears were covered in golden jewelry and—Holy Shit he was a Human! He looked just like the others and Alurra could feel no quintessence to lead her to believe he was anything but a human.

“Oh My God, I am so sorry!” The human threw off his covers and stood up, revealing the rest of his naked body. He began to slightly ramble apologies for ‘Not greeting them right away’ and ‘I thought I had a minute or two before the next master arrived’ but Alurra and Hunk couldn’t even hear him. 
They were too focused on his body: The Hickies and Bites continued down to his thighs, and that wasn’t the worst of it. Fresh cum—clearly layered over long dried—coated his stomach and waist. His dick was red and raw from use, Hunk didn’t even know a penis could look like that. He looked awful.
Suddenly the human realized he had been talking too much, and fell to his knees in a bow. His forehead touched the floor and his rear raised in the air. “How may I severe you, Masters?”

Alurra snapped out of her shock, and rushed to the human’s side. She knelt down next him, lifting him to meet her eyes. “Oh my goodness, what has happened to you?! You poor thing?”
The Human looked at her with innocent eyes. “Oh, please do not offer such pity!” He said with compassion. “It is my honor to serve you, mistress!”
“I-I am not your mistress!”
“But, you walked through the door? That means you are my mistress.”
“How many…mistresses or masters, do you have?” Alurra asked, already preparing the the worst.
“I have all Masters.” The human said. “I serve the ones who enter the door. All are above me, and I serve my masters.” He had a simple smile on his face.

Hunk finally joined too, as Alurra brought the human to his feet. 
“Who are you?” Hunk asked.
The Human’s back went straight as he stood attention, he smile becoming wide and gaze becoming distant. “I am the Jewel of the Galra empire. I serve and obey. I serve the Galra empire. I please the Galra Empire, I rejuvenate the Galra empire. I love to obey, it is my purpose.” He recited the Mantra like he had said it a thousand times. When he was done and snapped from his trance, his stance relaxed and he returned eye contact. 
Alurra turned to Hunk. “Hunk, he of Earth correct?”
Hunk nodded. “Yeah, he’s definitely an Earthling. How did you get out here?”
“I am not sure I understand master? I never leave this room, master.” 


TO BE CONTINUED...




I've been working super hard on this peice, and I know u guys are gonna love it. So stayed tuned! And Happy Bday Lance!

Sunday, July 24, 2022

VLD Oneshot -- Lance//BOM Galra -- What's an Omega?

 Ok so I was thinking about this fic from a while back lol. Its uncompleted and not great, but there was a certain part that I really liked in it. It gave me ideas for my own lil fic here LOL!

So here's the basic premise: On a mission Lance falls into a pool of weird alien chemicals. As a result, Lance becomes what the galra consider an Omega. But no one else--including Lance--know what tf that means. But yeah, BOM Galra being smitten with Lance and such. 


NOTES:

- Breif Smut

- Xeth is pronuced 

"  Z-E-TH "




OK LETS GOOO!!!


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Lance had been acting strange lately. They thought it was caused by the weird glara chemicals he fell into on their last mission, but after a round in the healing pod that apparently wasn't the case. His scans showed no changes in his body or brain, he was fine! And yet, something was different. Lance wasn't necessarily acting bad, just strange.  At first, no one had noticed anything. But it became more and more obvious as the days went on. He had become more clingy, and at the same time much more reclusive. He always wanted a hug or hand to hold, no matter who it was. But when he didn't he was extra insistant on privacy. 

At one point, Pidge walked into his room and he screamed at the intrutrion. He wasn't even naked or anything! But he had responded as if she had caught him committing a crime. He apologized to her later by nuzzling her with his cheek and explaining he just needed her to knock next time. 

Another time, Shiro caught Lance rooting the kitchen in the middle of the night. Not for food, but for untencils. 
"Lance, what are you doing?" Shiro asked as he turned on the lights.
"Sh-Shiro!" Lance gasped, looking up at Shiro from where he was on the floor looking throught the cabneits. "What are you doing up? Its late!"
That was another thing. Lance had become very...motherly? He would dote on his teammates much more than before.
"I was just getting a glass of water," Shiro explained. "What are you doing?"
"I--" Lance began a passionate explanation of whatever he was doing, until he stopped. "I...I don't know..." he sounded genuinely confused. He brought his knees closer to him as he sat on the floor.
Shiro knelt down, and put his galra hand on his shoulder. "What were you looking for?"
"Hunk's spatula," Lance said. 
"Why did you need Hunk's spatula?" 
"I don't know...I don't remember."
"Lets get you to bed Lance," Shiro helped Lance up. "Who knows, maybe you're sleepwalking right now!"
Lance nodded silently, and let Shiro lead him back to his room. He kept his hand on Lance's back until they reached his door. Lance comfortably leaned into him, giving Shiro a sense of securtiy. Shiro felt like lance was silently telling him 'I Trust You'. But that didn't explain why Lance was raiding the kitchen for Hunk's Spatuala.
Later other teammates would also claim to have caught Lance searching for his teammates things, claiming to not know why he had been doing it.

Keith also had a very strange interaction with Lance, stranger than usual. It was late in the evening, around the time everyone should already be in bed. And of course, Keith was in the training room instead. Lance had recently been going around the castle at this time, dragging his teammates off to bed. It was a new thing, Lance had become very fond of all of them and extra caring. Normally he would nag them to go to sleep, and Lance's words could be very compelling all on their own. But now he was getting physical, dragging them away from whatever they had been doing to go to bed. At one point he had wrapped Pidge in a blanket like a burito, and she couldn't escape. She ranged as much as she could in that state, before she finally fell asleep. 
So when Lance came into the training room, Keith realized it was his turn to be held captive in a blanket burito. Well, he wasn't going down without a fight! Before Lance could say anything, Keith started to explain that they were in a war and they had to be ready for anything! He could handle 'over-training' as Lance called it, it wasn't that big a deal--
Lance walked right up to where Keith had been standing in the middle of the training room. He had been carrying a pillow, which he dropped right in front of Keith. While giving a very stern look, he grabbed Keith's shoulders and shoved him down to the floor and made him lay his head on the pillow. Before Keith could object or try to escape whatever trap Lance was planning, Lance laid down using Keith's chest as a pillow. 
Oh this clever bastard. Of course Lance knew he couldn't drag Keith away from the training room without receiving a few bite marks. So of course he'd make Keith go to sleep right there! And with Lance on his chest, he was completely trapped. It was so stupid and it worked. 
It was weird that Lance was sleeping on his chest though. He could have easily done whatever blanket trap he did with Pidge, leave him here, and call it a night. But he chose to cuddle him here? Lance had been more touchy lately, but Keith didn't expect that to extend to himself.
Well, he was here now and wasn't escaping anytime soon. So when the training room motion activated lights turned off, Keith finally decided to sleep. While that had been helpful in getting Keith to sleep, it was still strange

So yeah, Lance was acting strange. What was going on with him?


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About a week into this strange behavior, Lance fell ill. He locked himself in his room, and truly worrying sounds came from inside. It was Hunk who found him first.

Hunk walked up to Lance door, he wasn't at breakfast. He was about to just walk in, when he remember Pidge's incident and decided to knock.
"Morning Lance!" he knocked. "You missed breakfast, but I saved some for you. C'mon!"
Lance groaned, but it wasn't a 'ew morning' groan. It was a pained groan. 
"Lance?" Hunk called. "Are you ok?"
Lance didn't respond.
Hunk tried to open the door, but it was locked. Lance never locked his door. "Lance, whats going on?!" Hunk became worried.
Lance's breathing was heavy, and it was clear he wasn't okay.
"I'm gonna go get Shiro," Hunk said. "I'll be right back!"

Hunk rushed into the lounge where everyone was spending time together before their daily training. 
"Hunk what's wrong?" Alurra asked.
"Yeah, where's Lance?" Pidge asked.
"Somethings....Somethings wrong!" Hunk said, panting from running and nerves. "He...He won't open...the door. Its locked...he's in pain...or something...!"
Shiro stood up, "Take us to him Hunk."

Hunk led the Paladins and Altean's to Lance's door. The groans of pain had become muffled wails, as Lance tried and failed to cry into something.
"Lance, it's us," Shiro called through the door. He tried to mask the concern in his voice. "What's happening?"
"I...I don't know!" Lance sobbed through the door.
The team had never heard his voice so vunerable. 
"Can you let us in?" Alurra said. 
Lance made a sound of horror and Corran quickly stepped up.
"Ok! Ok! We won't come in, thats ok!" Corran reassured him.
"Lance, can you tell us how you're feeling right now?" Pidge said. "What hurts?"
"My...my stomach...lower...it hurts." Lance said, his voice strained. "Its...really hot...."
"That sounds like a fever," Hunk said. "But I can't explain the other stuff."
Lance let out a gasp of pain.
"Lance!" Keith cried out. "What happened?"
"Hurts...I can't...I can't think straight..." Lance's voice was becoming weaker.

Suddenly there was a chime ringing throughout the castle. It was the alert that the hangers had been opened, like an Altean Doorbell.
"Quiznack!" Corran gasped. "The Blade of Mamora! With all this Chaos we've forgotten their visit today!"
"Shit!" Pidge hissed.
"Language!" Shiro scolded
"We'll go greet them in the hanger, tell them we must reschedule." Alurra said quickly. "Paladins, you stay here. Keep trying to get him to open the door so we can get him to a healing pod. If things turn for the worst, use the emergency button to open the door."
"This isn't the worst?!" Hunk cried.
Alurra ignored that comment. "Keith, come with me to greet the Blade. Everyone else, please keep Lance safe."

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Keith, Corran, and Alurra rushed to the Blade members. Kolivan, two agents they had come to know--Flix and Xeth--stood to greet them. 
"Kolivan," Alurra said, giving a quick bow. "We are very sorry, however something has come up and we are unable to continue this visit as planned."
"Is there an emergency mission?" Flix asked. "We'd be happy to help--"
"Its not that," Keith interrupted. "Just go!"
"Keith, don't be rude!" Corran said. "But yes, it is best you left."
"Princess Alurra, have we offended Voltron in one way or another?" Kolivan asked. 
"No, not at all!" Alurra reassured him. "The Blue Paladin has fallen ill, and we are unsure how to cure him."
"At least we think he is ill," Corran said. "We cannot get him to open his door so we may take him to the healing pod."
"What are the symptoms?" Xeth asked. He and the other two were clearly very concerned.
"He says he his very overheated, and is experiencing pain in his stomach and quote 'lower'." Corran said. "He also mentioned he was having trouble thinking straight."

The blade members looked at eachother, they all seemed to be having the same train of thought.
"That sounds like Heat," Xeth said.
"He's an omega?" Flix gasped.
"He wasn't one before," Kolivan said. "That makes no sense."
"I mean, I always got omega vibes fro him--"

"Do you know what is afflicting our Blue Paladin?" Alurra demanded to know.
"We have our suspicions," Kolivan cleared his throat awkwardly. "However we are unsure--"
"How was the Blue Paladin acting the days before this?" Xeth budded in. "Any change in behavior?" 
"Yes, many." Corran said. 
"He had fallen into some weird galran chemicals. But his scans said everything was fine!" Keith said.
"But he had become quite clingy and suturing. And is more instant on privacy before." Alurra said. 

"Oh yeah, that confirms it." Flix said.
"Confirms what?" Keith asked.
"Take us to the Blue Paladin." Kolivan said. "We will handle this."
"Handle what--"

A Blood-curdling scream shrieked throughout the castle, and the BOM members almost trampled the others as they ran down the halls. Of course Keith, Alurra, and Corran followed them.

...


Lance was getting worse behind the door, the breathing becoming labored and groans of pain louder.
"Lance, talk to us!" Hunk cried. 
"Open the door!" Pidge said. "We're trying to help you!"
Lance was no longer speaking to them. The 'trouble thinking straight' must have been more than they thought, because he couldn't seem to form coherent words anymore.
"Thats it, we have to open the door." Shiro said. "We have to get him to a healing pod!"
Pidge and Hunk nodded.

Shiro slammed his hand on the emergency button, and Lance's door flew open. The room was completely dark, so Lance flinched when the light began to enter from the hall. A mess of blankets, pillows, and clothes had formed a pile on the floor. Some of it belonged to the others. Lance laid on the pile, dripping in sweat. He was curled in a ball, holding his stomach in pain. Lance shrieked when the others walked in.
"Lance, c'mon..." Shiro tried to coax him softly. 
"We have to get you to a healing pod." Pidge said.
Lance shook his head.
"Lance please," Hunk said.

Hunk and Shiro grabbed Lance's arms and began to pull him away from the mess of bedding and clothes. Lance screamed louder than they had ever heard him scream before, and it was filled with more terror than Lance had felt in his life. They dropped him right away back to the pile, and Lance began to sob. 
"No!" he screamed. His sobs went from loud to quietly horrified, as he repeated 
"no no no no no no no--" Over and over again. 
Hunk and Pidge depseretly applogized next to him, trying to get him to respond. 


Alurra and the others returned, and they had brought the visiting BOM. Why did she bring them? Lance was clearly in no place to see anyone!
"Princess, why did you bring them?!" Shiro gasped. 
"They say they know what's happening," Alurra said. "We have to trust them."
"And it looks like things have taken a turn for the worse." Keith said.

The three Blade members stepped into the room, and all took a deep breath.
"Oh yeah, he's in heat." Flix said.
"C'mon, lets help him." Xeth said, walking forward and kneeling down to Lance.
"What can we do?" Hunk asked, scared for his best friend. "Will he be ok?!"
Kolivan turned to Team Voltron. "Lance will be...ill for the the following week. However it is perfectly normal--"
"Normal?!" Pidge yelled. "Like hell--"
We need each of you to bring one belong of yours to lend to Lance for the week. After that Flix and Xeth. will tend to him for the duration of the week. I will return at the end of the week to collect Flix and Xeth and tell you what the Blue Paladin's...illment is."
Kolivan's tone left no room for objection, so depspite their worried states everyone obeyed. 

Hunk returned with a headband, Pidge returned with a night shirt, Keith and Shiro both returned with a pair of their socks, and Alurra and Corran returned with one of their pillows. Kolivan handed off the items to Flix and Xeth, and left them alone with Lance. He told them to provide lots of food and water throughout the week, and not to enter the room unless requested to. With that, he left.

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Flix and Xeth knlet on either side of Lance's nest. Whatever those 'Galra Chemicals' did turned him into an Omega. Many differnt species had A/B/O dynamics, but not Earthlings. Lance was probably the first human to ever experience an Omega Heat. Poor guy, he had no idea what was happening to him.
"Lance, can you hear us?" Flix asked in a calming tone. He released coaxing scents.
Smelling the Alpha Galra's scent was able to get Lance to respond to them. Lance's eyes fluttered open. He was familer with the two BOM members he was greeted to.
"Lance, we know you're very confused right now." Xeth said softly, also releasing scents. "You're in an Omega heat. We will explain more when its over in a few days. But you're going to be ok."
Lance finally began to relax into his nest with that reassurance.
"We're going to help you, ok?" Flix said. 
"But we need permission to enter your nest and to touch you Lance." Xeth said. "We won't do anything too extreme--!"
Lance was so deep into his heat he unwillingly allowed his new Omega Instincts to take control. He couldn't even talk, he felt so lost. He let out a whine, that translated into permission for the two Alphas to take care of him.

Flix and Xeth nodded to eachother and climbed into Lance's nest. It was not a great nest, but then again he was a new omega. He had no idea what he was doing or why he was doing it. So for what it was, it was fine. 
Xeth sat behind Lance and propped him up to rest his head in his lap. He ran his fingers through Lance's hair, calming Lance and making him purr. Flix sat next to Lance, and unzipped Lance's pants. He was soaked with slick, and probably had no idea his pain was actually Heat Arousal. 
Lance's dick was purple, blood rushed to the tip. Flix ran his hand lightly on it, letting Lance know he was about to help him. Lance thrusted into his hand weakly, until he realesed violently. Xeth shushed him, and praised him. Flix rubbed Lance's stomach, telling him it was ok and he was doing so good.

This continued throughout the week, along with making sure Lance was fed and hydrated. They tended to his heat, kept him calm, and made sure to reassure him with praise. As the days went on Lance began to come back to himself, and his speech and mind slowly returned. Flix and Xeth quickly explained that Lance was now an Omega and that he was having his first ever heat. He managed to understand despite his mind still being a bit muddled. He thanked Flix and Xeth for helpinh him before another wave hit and he lost his thoughts once again. 


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Kolivan arrived at the end of the week, and explained everything to the team. At first Hunk was pissed, that they would dare touch his friend while he couldn't properly consent. But calmed down once Kolivan explained the BOM protocal and that nothing extreme was committed. Kolivan continued to explain Lance's new state and instincts, and soon enough everyone understood. 
Meanwhile Xeth and Flix were explaining everything to Lance too, and it didn't take long for everyone to be on the same page. Lance bid farewell to the two alphas, but not without expressing his gratitude with many hugs. The two just said that they were happy to help. They expressed fondness in Lance, and Lance felt flattered. 
Eventually everything went back to normal, or as normal as it could be from now on. Missions, Training, bonding, nothing changed much other than one week a month where Lance would be shut up in his room. More often than not Xeth and Flix would spend the week with him.

So Lance was an Omega now. Huh, not as strange was they thought it would be.


THE END

Lol you can tell I got a bit lazy near the end lol.  I OG had a lot more ideas but I'm rlly tired today. sorry, LOL! 

Well, I hope you enjoyed it still. Bye!