wasn’t necessarily meant that two people should be involved romantically. There
were many forms of love, many shapes of bonds. There was the platonic one, the
familial bond, or the everlasting friendship that none would ever be able to
their world, it didn’t matter which family you belong with or to whom you share
your flesh and blood. The family tree most of the time did not meant that you
share a deep connection with them. They have bar codes tattooed in their body
the moment they came to life. A single touch from another would trigger the
codes to change into names, it was the soulmate sign. It was completely normal
for siblings not to get along that much, for them not to share the familial
bond but find it to another person that was completely unrelated to them by
this did not mean that families do not share love to each other. They did, it
was just not as deep as the soulmate bond though.
all of this…Lance was the odd one.
was a blank. No codes printed to any part of his body. No connection to anyone,
neither romantic nor platonic.
people gave him pity, others scorned him and thought for all his smiles and
kind gestures Lance was just a kid with a cold heart unable to love. But that
last thought was a lie and those who were close with him knew this.
one could make their Mother smile like little Lance. No one could make his
brothers and sisters get along so well unless Lance was in the room. No one
could make their Father laughed like there was not tomorrow like Lance. No one
could make the little nieces and nephews running around to start behaving by
promising all sorts of things like Lance.
why Lance could not have what all humans have? Why he could not have that deep
connection, that feeling that he could trust someone with all his heart and
soul? Why he was not allowed to have a place he could truly call home?
time passed, Lance learned to accept this fact on his life. But he prided
himself to be able to support and relate to anyone physically and emotionally.
Hunk and he met at the Garrison, Lance deluded himself that he was Hunk’s best
friend. Everyone knew this was not true but hey, someone could dream and there
was no rules forbidding anyone to be friends to someone that you do not share a
bond with. So for all it was worth, they could pretend…
then someone named Pidge Gunderson came to the picture. A simple handshake and
the bar code tattooed on their right hand changed from a series of vertical
lines to three varying sized gears. It was the time that Lance needed to stop
was not Hunk’s best friend in the first place, it was Pidge all this time. And no
matter how the kid tried to distanced himself away from them Lance knew that
Hunk would never give up to get closer to the person he shared a friendship
bond. The soulmate mark never lies. Lance saw everything unfold before him when
they were blasted in space.
and Pidge had the friendship bond. Shiro and Keith had the sibling bond.
had a different way in knowing their soulmate bonds, this was something that
Coran explained to them when he got curios at the others tattoos. The royal
adviser told them that Alteans, and reluctantly the Galra, shares eye contact
to others and their hearts will give a beat different from they were used to. It
was a magical experience according to Coran. It was just they already know if
that person would be family or their significant other.
and Allura shared the familial bond.
Voltron was formed, when it was established that they were the Paladins that
would defend the universe, they realized that all of them share that familial
bond. All of them…
Lance…for he was a blank.
learned to accept this fact.
realizing that even outside of earth…that Lance had no one…maybe he really just
have a cold dead heart all this time.
throwing such words at me, Lance.” He knew that Keith was just tired of
everything. Losing Shiro a second time was taking its toll to the Red Paladin
of Voltron. From the way his eyes tried to suppress the impending water works
to the way his frowns starts to be a permanent thing on his face, Lance knew
that whatever would come out Keith’s mouth was something he must not take to heart. His friend was
hurting. It was normal that harsh words would be thrown out.
“You do not understand anything!” Lance saw the way Keith curled his hands in an
attempt to control his anger. He was not far too lost to start throwing punches
then, Lance would consider this a plus. “You, of all people in this…this war
ridden universe! You! Do not
understand what it feels! What all of us feels right now! You are a blank!”
moment those words escaped Keith’s mouth Lance knew that the other immediately
understood what he said from the way his eyes widened in shock to the way his
mouth hanged open in disbelief. Lance knew that Keith did not meant it, it was
just emotions talking right not. It was enough for Lance. Those words did not
hurt him anymore for it was the truth.
alright, man!” Lance shoved his hands on the pocket of his jacket. He plastered
an assuring smile to calm down everyone in the room that started to be filled
by a stifling awkwardness, “We all miss Shiro, Keith. You are not the only one
that is hurting right now. You said it yourself. Hunk, Pidge, Coran, and Allura
are worried about Shiro too. We are a team. Just because we are looking for a
new pilot doesn’t mean we are giving up on our leader.”
one missed the way Lance deliberately erased himself from the picture.
he was a little child his Mother used to remind him about something from the
very day that Lance could understand what it meant for being a blank.
“The heart will
always yearn for a home. Just because you do not have a mark does not mean that
there are no people out there waiting for you. Just wait my little ocean, my
sweet, sweet star. The day will come where you will find your home.”
first he thought it was just words to make him feel good. To erase the
bitterness he was feeling whenever he saw the bar codes adorning the body of
his siblings and nieces and nephews. It never crossed his mind that those words
carry a whole truth.
was a brief moment, a short encounter during their fighting against Lotor’s
soldiers. But there and then…Lance knew that he found what he was looking for
all this time.
way those female Galra stopped for a moment, their eyes widening in
recognition, the way they started to try to make distance between Lance and the
rest of the Paladins, and the way they tried not to hurt the newly Red Paladin
of team Voltron…Lance knew…he now knew…where he belonged.
female Galra that appeared to have a ‘head tail’ (or as how Lance dubbed it in
his head), grabbed him by the arm and started running away from the rest of the
team. Of course the others chased after them because in a grand scheme of
things, Lance was still a Paladin of Voltron up to this very moment.
But the heart
will always yearn for its home.
was surprised at the extra baggage his generals brought back to him. At first
he thought that they brought a prisoner with them, a way to hinder Voltron from
following them. When he voiced such thoughts it was the first time that the
women around him openly growled, growled,
at him and started to form a protective circle around the Paladin they brought
merely scoffed at the blatant display of disrespect against the Prince of Galra
Empire. Nevertheless, he still walked forward until he was in front of the
your helmet. I want to see the face of the person whom my soldiers brought to
then he met a pair of blue eyes that he never thought would make his heart beat
unlike before. So that was why….
smiled at the Paladin and ruffled his hair.
aboard, little brother.”
knew Lance had a bit of Altean genes in his body and that he shared a familial
bond with Lotor and the rest of his generals?
You know…I will really appreciate to know your thoughts about my writings. I need to know if I should continue writing the ideas in my head, if there are people out there who wants to read my stories…cause honestly…not knowing what people thinks about my works just make me sad.
So, which among my fics you want to be updated:
Langst Mini Fics
or one of these prompts given to me a very long time ago:
A) Lance overdosing. Accidentally or otherwise. Maybe he just can’t sleep so he takes a few more than usual
Sniper Lance… but this time as a prompt?
C) Lance doesn’t feel an emotion and everything he shows is just an act. Like when he sees someone sad he thinks “I should comfort them, right?” or something like that.
Lance over hears the team talking bad about someone and him having insecurity thinks it’s about him and leaves before he could hear they were talking about Lotor. As days go by lance starts freaking out over every mistake he makes and one day he just breaks down and the team comforts him. (when did I received this request prompt?)
lance has this god like ability that kills any living thing by touching with his bare hands. He didn’t know that he could do this and always thought it was just bad luck (the deeper he loved the faster the death was) until he touched his first love. After that whenever someone says jokingly ‘die’ he gets really pissed and angry. Because of this he tries to stay happy all the time and cherishes all lives. And when one of the paladins almost touched his bare hand he cried
Lance shutting himself out to the team and they are trying to help him but he doesn’t want to be helped because it makes him believe that he’s weak if he’s helped
What if they are trapped in illusions where they must insult the other paladins to escape it (but not real paladins, they insult imaginary ones). So everyone picks one thing and says it to the fake paladin like a bad cook, horrible social skills, etc.. but Lance refuses because he knows what it’s like for family to hurt him and he doesn’t want to hurt his space family.
I would like to see some blue lion angst in which Lance actually rejects Blue. Since the bond cannot be forced, Blue can’t do anything but wait. Idk, I’m just throwing out ideas. Lance might want to go home or it could relate to the Garla~
just wondering if you could do a Blind!Lance thing-a-majig?
Lotor challenge Voltron to a gauntlet where he pits the Paladins against his strongest warriors until Lance challenges him to a game of wit, personally. Lance bests Lotor and Shiro has to drag him out after the entire army descends upon them…
Send me an ask which one you want to be updated and majority vote will win.
Prompto is Insomnia’s renowned tattoo artist and Noctis is about the get his first ink done!AU (yeah that’s a thing now)
The doors, tall dark glass with the shop’s logo emblazoned on them, were covered in chocobo doodles in white chalk. Prompto smiled brightly at the sight and laughed to himself as he turned his key, letting himself in. Sure enough Maddy was sitting in his chair, chalk dust on her fingers.
Prompto can’t help but laugh at the way Noctis’ face is scrunched as he squints, refusing to wear sunglasses even though it’s earlier than he ever willingly gets up. Ignis called them the night before to tell them Regis had planned a trip, something about “the lake house” and Prompto had fully intended to clear off, only to learn his presence was expressly demanded.
Now he stands on the street outside Noctis’ apartment, watching Ignis organize their bags in the trunk of a car that’s frankly….beautiful. Gladiolus is standing, looking mildly amused at Noctis’ moody self, leaning against the passenger door.
These are just some of the classics that I like. If you have a Favorite that’s not on my list, you are free to add it, I would love to see you guys favorite classics. I hope you guys ENJOY, this little list.
P.S. Alot of the fics are rated. (Out of my system, Starberry lube, Love at first sigh, Royals, Love,love,love, Miss Me, and Love on Top.)