You can read this with slight klangst if you want!
Lance groaned as he lifted his head off the ground, everything hurt and Lance slowly looked at his surroundings. He was on some sort of planet, that definitely wasn’t Earth, and he stared at the giant Blue lion that was laying a couple hundred meters away from him.
Is that a giant lion? Judging from where I’m located and the lion is located I must have come from inside that ship? Lance attempted to stand up but pain consumed him and he fell right back down on the purple grass. What type of place has purple grass?
Lance laid in complete silence his head throbbing and his muscles screaming out in pain whenever he moved them slightly. After a few minutes of Lance attempting to remember how he got in this situation he heard someone calling his name.
“Lance? Lance? Are you okay?” A low panic voice came through Lance’s helmet and Lance groaned in pain from the noise.
“Keith calm down, Pidge has the Blue Lion on our scanners, he can’t be far from her.” Another low voice came over Lance’s helmet and Lance threw the helmet off his head. Everything was too loud and Lance didn’t know who these people were or how they knew his name.
How do they know me? I don’t recognize them at all, and what the fuck is a Pidge?
Lance felt his heart race increase when he saw more giant lions fall down from the sky. Lance had no idea what they were but they landed next to the Blue lion and were those people coming out of them? Lance could barely keep his eyes open and he eventually let sleep consume him just as he heard footsteps get closer.
About a week later Lance fell out of the pod and was immediately caught by Hunk.
“LANCE! You’re finally awake!” Hunk hugged his best friend tighter, ignoring the confused sounds Lance was making.
Lance felt like he couldn’t breathe and used all of his strength to push back against the person who was hugging him. “Get off me!” After what felt like eternity the person let Lance go and he slumped to the floor.
Lance looked around the room and saw six strange looking people that were looking at him like they knew him and that he was crazy for pushing that guy away from him and screaming at him.
“Lance are you alright?” A ginger haired man with a huge moustache approached him with concern in his eyes.
Lance looked at the man who was speaking to him. “Who are you?”
Lance was sitting what was apparently his bedroom with the man he now knew as Coran. He was escorted here after a raven haired boy started to scream and the man who hugged him broke down crying.
“So you are telling me that you don’t know any of the people in this place?” Coran questioned as he stared at Lance intently.
Lance shook his head no, “should I?”
“Yes, we’ve been living together for a few months now. You knew Hunk and Pidge back at the Garrison. Shiro was your hero and Keith was your rival.” Coran counted off his fingers as he listed the different thing Lance should know.
Lance was destroying his brain thinking about what Coran was saying but everything seemed like new information. “I’m sorry, I just don’t remember any of it.”
Coran sighed and stood up from where he was sitting. “Stay here, I’ll get you some food and we can discuss ways to jog your memory.”
Lance watched the older man exit his room and placed his head in his hands. I don’t know what I should know. Who are these people? Why am I with them? What purpose do I serve with them? Lance kept his head in his hands and stayed in his room even when he heard the same raven hair boy yelling down the hallways and other people telling him to calm down.
Anonymousasked: can you do an first meet encounter? it can end however you’d like!
A/N: I kinda combined this with the one where someone requested more smut?? Hope you enjoy!
Warnings: swearing, smut, oral (male receiving)
The cool summer nights were one of your favorite things about life at the moment. You made it a habit to come to this park and sit on the swing, sketching a picture out in the dim lighting of the moon.
It calmed you, being able to watch people as dusk fell over the park and they began packing their things to go home. Soon enough, you were alone in the park and added shading to a drawing of the worn down park bench across from you that you had started a couple days ago.
The chains that held the swing up creaked while your legs pushed your body back and forth, swaying softly with the wind.
You heard rushed footsteps, causing you to slam your sketchbook closed and turn your attention to the sidewalk in front of you.
Your heart was in your throat, suddenly aware of the creepy situation ahead of you.
The footsteps walked in front of you, tripping over the raised concrete on the sidewalk. You held back a giggle, immediately stepping off the swing set and rushing to the person.
“Are you okay?” You said, putting your hand on the stranger’s arm while they groaned in pain.
This is based off a rather intensive analyzing of their personalities as well as astrology and things they themselves have mentioned.
Jin: Jin needs someone really understanding and nurturing, someone who will pick up small things like when he’s nervous being around many people and then silently reach out for his hand. Someone who is optimistic and confident in their personality and their own brightness- someone whose positivity is just as infectious as his own. Definitely someone who’s honest and a good listener- someone who makes him feel comfortable and safe and appreciated. Friendly and naturally nice- someone who finds it difficult to be mean to anyone.
Yoongi: Not someone who’s necessarily shy, but someone who’s introverted with good composure and an admirable outlook on their and other people’s feelings and situations- someone who encourages him to think about everyone’s side of the story. Someone’s who’s wise. A person who is bold and captivating- enthralling people with their passion and unique character and opinions. Helpful and friendly. Someone who is patient and understanding with him and admires his passions- wanting to hear all about it. Someone with a sense of bluntness who states things simply without sugar coating them. Loves music.
Hoseok: A person with a sense of logic and who can be realistic. Someone with a huge heart and an endless capacity for love, like they don’t just ‘like that plant’ they ‘fricking adore that plant’, they don’t just ‘care for their friends’ they ‘would do anything for their friends’. Very clever, bossy but not in a suffocating way. Someone he can trust 100% and can confide everything in. Reliable- he can always count on them. Just naturally cute, has cute quirks they don’t even notice but he’ll adore. Very unique and odd and entertaining without even trying. Kind of awkward. Plays with his hair.
Namjoon: Incredibly strong- a heart able to endure a lot, and who purposefully will go through that for the benefit of people around them. Intense, beautiful eyes and a captivating voice- their passion has him wanting to listen to them talk all night and he’ll love the way their whole face lights up. Might be very tough or have a hard shell but actually has the warmest most caring and tender heart. May not be overly affectionate with everyone or may not show what they feel very easily, but shows him love and affection. A person who is oriented towards their future family. Great listener and very supportive. Like a rock in his life who also exudes tenderness. Captures people’s attention.
Jimin: Someone who’s open, warm, tender and embracing with him but a little shy and awkward around other people. He feels like they lean on him and he supports them. Someone who’s cute, blushes easily and a little clumsy. Awesome, witty sense of humour. Secretly looks out for everyone. Maybe a little stubborn but has a soft heart. Holds his hand for support. Would snuggle him all day and always makes him tea. Talks him to sleep. Just extremely gentle and tender. Sees clothes they think he’ll look good in and buys it for him but is too shy to straight out give it to him so will nonchalantly leave it somewhere for him to find.
Taehyung: Mature, developed opinions, deep thoughts, alternative tastes, loves art and things like photography and music and poetry. Open-minded and ready to learn about the world- constantly researching things. Has lots of quirky friends because they’re just naturally accepting and laid-back. Listens well but can also talk your ear off- can get very excited when talking about things they care about. Knows when to be serious and think reasonably. Very happy, chilled and positive vibes. Strong and shares their strength with everyone. Literally everyone. Tries really hard. Friend and family orientated but just very humanitarian in general. Very clever. Can be crazy and weird. Absolutely mesmerizingly strange laugh.
Jungkook: Someone who thinks the world of him- someone who could just listen to him and watch him all day. Appreciates and picks up small things and compliments him on it. Boosts his confidence. A naturally mothering, comforting and warm hearted person. Grabs his hand in excitement. Funny. Playful and cheerful, gets really hyped and hypes up people around them. Can be really shy. Someone really snuggly and soft. Massages him. Shows genuine interests in his interests. Play computer games with him and listens to all his music. Reads to him.
hey, I have a lil langst prompt if you don’t mind reading!
so all the paladins are having a rest day and so they decide to ask each other questions and the other has to answer them. they’re going in a circle and shiro asks hunk who’s his best friend (they were going for easier questions first to get the ball rolling) and hunk’s just like “pidge obvs” and they smile at each other smugly like they have an inside joke, but it just makes lance realise how isolated he’s become. Hunk was his best friend but now he’s grown apart from them, in fact, he’s not very close with any of his teammates. Do any of them even think of him as a friend, or do they all find him annoying? Maybe then he realises that the only people who know he’s alive and well hate him, and he’s all alone.
idk just a thought?? also I love your blog btw, keep up the great work!
Ugh I relate to this so much…
They were all lounging the common room. Shiro, Keith, Lance, Hunk, and Pidge.
Allura and Coran were discussing an alliance with a species they recently rediscovered a day or two ago. Since the paladins weren’t needed they were allowed to have a rest day. No flying. No training. No stress.
“Ugh I didn’t think that I would be this bored.” Lance dramatically laid down on the couch.
“I agree with Lance, for once. I understand we all wanted a rest day but I’m pretty bored.” Keith sunk farther into the couch.
Shiro laughed at the two boys, “well what does everyone want to do today?”
Everyone was quiet, racking their brains for something to do. They hadn’t had a free day in forever so they didn’t know what to do. Pidge snapped her fingers resulting in everyone attention to be on her. “How about we asked each other questions. It would strengthen our bond as a team and bring us closer to each other.”
Everyone consider the idea for a moment or two before nodding.
They all moved themselves so they were in a circle and the game started. Hunk offered to talk the first question.
“So Keith where did you learn to fight with a sword?”
Keith crossed his arms and smiled “My dad taught me a little bit and when I moved into my house (shack) there was a sword so I just started to practice again.”
Everyone nodded, it made sense and Pidge took the next question. She turned towards Shiro “Do you wear eyeliner?”
Shiro sighed as everyone laughed “Yes, you jealous?”
Pidge just shrugged, failing to hide her smirk.
When everyone calmed down enough Shiro asked his question. “So Hunk who is your best friend?” Obviously Lance.
Hunk smiled and glanced at Pidge, not even looking at who Shiro thought “Pidge obviously.” Both him and Pidge shared a look and smirked at each other like they were sharing an inside joke*.
Shiro gave a forced smile and looked over at the blue paladin, he was smiling so he must be okay. Shiro was very wrong.
So Pidge is Hunk’s best friend? I thought I was, when did that change? Lance looked at all of his friend, no teammates. None of them were looking at him. Do any of them think of me as a friend? Or am I just the right leg of Voltron? Lance could feel insecurity climbing up his throat swallowing his voice. He glanced up at Hunk and Pidge, they were laughing about something. Lance wasn’t an idiot he knew that they had an inside joke, something he wasn’t included in.
Lance looked down at his legs. Am I apart of the team? Am I more than just the sharpshooter? What do I bring to the table except the fact that I pilot the Blue Lion? Anyone can do that. I mean I know that I’m not an expert on engineering or mechanics. I can barely cook and can’t build/ repair anything to save my life. Maybe I’m just too annoying. Pidge is a better person for Hunk to be friends with, they have more in common.
Lance pulled himself out of his thoughts and looked at Keith who was staring at him in concern. “Yes?”
“It’s your turn.”
Lance nodded and willed his mind to think of a question. Nothing came to mind, he had no desire to learn anything about his team. Lance shrugged. “Hunk, what do you miss about Earth?”
“Oh so much man. Like family and food and normal mechanics.” Hunk shared a laugh with Pidge who nodded in agreement.
Lance nodded and pretended to seem interested in the new information. Lance looked back down at his legs, completely oblivious to the looks his team gave him. Yet they continued to ask their questions.
Lance tuned them out, he tuned everything out. The only thing he focused on was the mice that had started to crawl over him and sat all over him. He started to pet every single one of them, making sure to pet them each for the same amount of time.
Lance nearly pealed out of his skin when Shiro placed his human hand on his shoulder, making sure he didn’t move the mouse that was perched on it.
“Lance the princess called us.”
Lance looked around the room and saw that everyone was already gone. “Oh, okay.” Lance started to stand, placing all the mice on the couch.
Him and Shiro started to walk out of the room, heading to the bridge. Silence filled the space between them and Shiro felt uncomfortable. He snuck a glance at his teammate and notice that he was walking with his head down, something obviously plaguing his mind.
Lance snapped his head up at the older man and gave a forced smile. “Yes! Just a bit tired.”
Shiro frowned “Lance, you don’t need to lie.”
Lance stopped walking. Shiro stopped and faced the boy in front of him. Lance wiped his eyes and looked at Shiro. “I’m part of the team right?”
Shiro blinked, “Of course Lance.”
“I’m more than just then just the right leg of Voltron right?”
Shiro nodded, “Yes. Why are you asking?”
Lance took in a breath and whispered the next words. “Then why isn’t Hunk my best friend? I understand that Pidge is a better fit, but what did I do wrong? Am I annoying?”
Shiro placed his hand on Lance’s shoulder “Lance you’re not annoying. You may see Pidge as a better fit but that doesn’t mean that Hunk replaced you.”
Lance fought the tears that started to form in his eyes. “Then why is she his best friend and not me? She barely talked to us at the Garrison. Now she’s his best friend and they have inside jokes together.”
Shiro tighten his grip on the boys shoulder “Lance, I know you’re upset but people go through phases in friendships. They just have more in common at the moment. Hunk still loves you and is your friend. He didn’t abandon you.”
Lance wiped his eyes “I suppose, it just hurts you know.”
Shiro nodded and pulled the younger boy in for a hug “It’s going to be okay.”
*I just wanted to say that Hunk and Pidge aren’t the “bad guys” they just are caught up in their new friendships! I tried to write it so his team wasn’t “bad”
My first submission for Ash’s 2k Challenge :D for the threesome prompt. SO sorry it was late and I hope it was worth the wait!
Synopsis: Negan always had a talent for reading people. All it took was seeing you look at one of his strongest lieutenants to get the wheels turning in his head.
Contains: threesome smut, fingering, cunnilingus, blowjob, penetration, language
All it took was a look. One simple look. You had allowed your eyes to linger on her pretty features and athletic curves a second too long. It was all he needed to see to get the wheels turning in his head.
You remember that day well. You remember the mischievous smile that curled his lips when he followed your gaze to Arat. You should have known right then and there, your dear husband was plotting something. Negan always did have a remarkable talent for reading people. He could pick up on the most subtle of twitches in the features and be able to interpret their meaning. He could learn a person’s weaknesses, fears, aspirations and desires simply by speaking to them for a brief time. His keen hazel eyes flickering over their every move, analyzing their body language in order to serve his own needs. In your spare time, you’d often wonder what his occupation was before the world went under with the walking dead.
It wasn’t long after that, you noticed Negan had Arat coming by the wive’s quarters more and more for seemingly unimportant tasks. More often than not, the pair had simply shot the breeze in his study, sipping whiskey and engaging in some witty banter. They would usually ask you to join them, much to your delight and embarrassment. When it was just the three of you, you learned Arat was a significantly different woman. In front of the other Saviors, she was fierce, tough and formidable. Determined and hardworking. Around the other men, she remained serious and stone faced, never once even cracking a smile. But when there was no one around, Arat proved to be a rather charming woman with an enticingly smug air about her. Truly, she was everything you aspired to be. You both admired and envied her for that. And though she was not one of Negan’s wives, it was no surprise that the Savior leader had proposed to her before. Many times. But Arat seemed to enjoy serving Negan in other, more useful ways. Being one of his top lieutenants certainly had it’s fair share of perks after all.
Before the dead started walking, there were times when you fantasized about being with another women. Several occasions where you touched yourself to the mere thought and there were more than a few that had caught your eye. Unfortunately, besides a couple of raunchy drunken make out sessions with other equally curious friends in club bathrooms, you never got the opportunity to fully explore. And it wasn’t as though you weren’t currently surrounded by the other beautiful wives, some who perhaps shared in your desires as well. But Arat was different. And maybe it was because she was different, that drew you to her.