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2 | 1 | Girls Night Out | Veronica takes Romelle and Allura out on the town. Both Altean girls falling madly in love with Lance's sister. Veronica might have the hots as well. A night of drinks, dancing, and getting freaky. | Tier 2: 5k minimum | Explicit | Main: Veronica/Allura/Romelle. Background: Nadia/Ina, Keith/Lance | NSFW. No major warnings apply. Threesome Veronica, Allura, Romelle. Trans!Girl Romelle. Background Ships: Mentions of Keith and Lance. | ||||||||||||||||||||
3 | 2 | Returning home to Earth is countered by the militia-run government’s distrust upon arrival. Hunk, Pidge, Lance, Keith and Shiro are considered fugitives... but herself, Coran, Romelle and Krolia are an even bigger threat. Aliens were to be subdued and subjected to the practice of extreme, deadly caution, according to Earth’s law. Allura does not know the fate of Coran and Krolia, or the paladins, when the sudden, nighttime ambush took place. She and Romelle end up being taken by the Galaxy Garrison's underground prison bunker, until their sudden rescue by Keith and Pidge. In the aftermath of betrayal and fear, Allura explores her feelings towards Pidge and Romelle. | Tier 1: 2k mimimum | Teen and Up Audiences | Allura/Pidge/Romelle (main) | Post-Season/Series 06, Alternate Canon, Rating: T, Injury, Romance, Developing Friendships, Implied Sexual Content, Implied/Referenced Torture, Galaxy Garrison, Wrongful Imprisonment, Alien Cultural Differences, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Politics, Back to Earth, Leaving Home, Military, Rescue Missions, Nudity | |||||||||||||||||||||
4 | 3 | After Pidge is injected with a deadly poison by Ezor, Acxa fights to keep her alive, and gains some familiar feelings along the way. After waking up and being informed of her health scare, Pidge realizes their new found ally isn't as bad as she previously thought. She suppressed the flutter in her heart as the after effects of the poison however. | Tier 4: 10k minimum | Teen and Up Audiences | Pidge x Acxa, Background Shiro x Keith, Background Kolivan x Krolia, Past Acxa x Narti | Graphic Depictions of Violence, Character Death, Blood and Injury, Poisoning, Background Shiro x Keith, Background Kolivan x Krolia, Past Acxa x Narti | Pidge opened a comm line to the other paladins. “Guys, we’re switching up the path. Axca pointed out that we could-” “Wait, Acxa? Acxa is deciding our route? What if she’s just flying us into a trap?” Lance cut her off. “She’s not, Lance. She saved Pidge. If anything, we owe her one.” Keith responded to the blue paladin’s concern. “She saved me. Plus, she knows a whole lot about the systems and star charts along this area. I’ll send you guys the updated map.” Pidge tapped yet another thing on the screens, delivering the new path to all of the lions. “This path will get us to Earth faster than before!” Allura exclaimed over the comm line. “I know, right! Acxa was really smart in picking it up!” Pidge said, making Acxa’s face flush in surprise. The praise was… something she never really had back with Lotor and the generals. Although she didn’t need it, it still felt nice. Everything about this was nice. Pidge’s wide smile especially. Acxa tried to ignore the loud beating in her chest as the lions moved on course. | ||||||||||||||||||||
6 | 5 | Forget the Stars, Bring Me Flowers | After years in space, Earth was supposed to be her homecoming, but Pidge comes to realize that she's not the girl who left the stratosphere years ago. And it’s hard to give your heart back to a planet when there’s already a person who feels like home. | Tier 2: 5k minimum | Teen and Up Audiences | Pidge/Allura, implied Alfor/Coran | Soft Angst, Femslash, Mentions of Alcohol, post s6, Alternate Universe-Canon Divergence, not s7 Compliant | “Pidge?” Allura’s voice comes over the comm, sounding tinny and far away, even as the Blue Lion slides to a stop next to her. “Are you all right? Is anything broken?” “No, Allura, I just needed to step outside for a bit.” She hopes they’re on a private channel, for some reason that the rational part of her brain can’t explain. The Blue Lion stops sp close that if Pidge wasn’t floating in front, she would worry about being crushed. “Well, I’ll wait for you to get back inside then.” “Princess, I do have a jetpack. I’ll be fine.” Pidge grins, and feels almost giddy at the attention. “Aw, are you worried, Princess?” Matt’s voice cuts through the channel, turning the moment sour. “You know we can’t afford to lose any Paladins,” Allura’s voice slips into the silky smoothness that Pidge has come to realize is her ‘Royalty Voice’. “I believe there’s a planet ahead with a breatheable atmosphere. I’ll meet you two there.” The Blue Lion sails away, and Pidge tries to tell herself that she’d not disappointed, not at all. | |||||||||||||||||||
9 | 8 | Today’s Weather: Feelings-showers | There are three things Acxa enjoys about traveling. Nature. Architecture. Silence. She keeps a journal to remember the important stuff - The Date. The Weather. The Place. Little descriptions and little sketches of the places she visited. At least until she barges into a train compartment booked by two girls. They let her stay and she is swayed by their cheerful chit-chat, saying goodbye like in trance. But then they appear again and again. And just like she did, they barge in - into her travels, into her journal and into her life. (And who the hell books a whole compartment anyway? How extra are they? Very extra as Acxa finds out.) | Tier 3: 7k minimum | Teen and Up Audiences | Allura/Romelle; Acxa/Allura/Romelle; background adashi and klance | established relationship, getting together, polyamory, traveling, fluff and humor, a sprinkle of angst, self-discovering travel, switching between 3rd person and 1st person POV, partially written in journal entries | Acxa’s eyes flick over the train compartment. The late evening sun trickles in through the window along with the dancing shadows of the fast passing trees. Everything is bathed in yellow and orange and red. The lush white and blond hair that bleed into one, as the two girls sitting at the window doze with their heads pillowed against each other. Acxa shifts in her seat and in the disappearing light squints into her journal, pen in a tight grip. //Something like that has never happened to me. And I had been on travels so many times. “That’s because you avoid people so much on your travels.” I can hear Ezor saying that to me. But it’s no wonder. I don’t travel because of people, I travel to see things after all. And I… do not avoid people. Not actively.// | |||||||||||||||||||
10 | 9 | While investigating the Surfacers who've invaded her underwater home and stolen her brother, Pidge runs into an unexpected—and unexpectedly beautiful—ally. And though Pidge had thought she would be in this fight alone, she's always thought the best way to make new friends was with explosions. | Tier 5: 20k minimum | Explicit | Pidge/Allura | Explicit sex, Alternate Universe - Mermaid, Non-graphic Depictions of Violence, Explosions, Pidge Uses Female Pronouns, Trans Female Pidge, Mermaid sex, possible background Sheith? | A breath, then two, and then everything went still. Pidge allowed herself to relax, closing her eyes in relief. Now she only had to wait. She settled into the seaweed, giving over to her instincts and remaining still. Her eyes flicked over the sight in front of her. Twelve, all coated in those protective suits, shuffling the foil packets that she knew contained sustenance and hooking them up to tubes attached to the suits. She felt a little bad, ambushing like this, unsuspecting. But whenever the guilt began to overwhelm, she simply let her gaze linger on the vicious points of their harpoon guns, shiny with what could only be frequent use, bits of flesh attached to a couple of the hooks. A flicker of movement from the corners of her vision, and she looked up to see an enormous school of fish in the distance—all swimming directly upwards. Sopisch didn’t do that, not unless they were being chased. One. Two. Three. Four. Five. With a flick of her tail, she turned, speeding away, putting as much distance between herself and the Galra before they had a chance to notice her. As she fled to the rocky outcropping she had found earlier for just this purpose, she plucked the switch from her pouch and turned to face the merperson waiting there, watching her with luminous eyes, the turquoise color of a tropical sea. “Tuck yourself in,” she gasped, adrenaline running high. “Breathe out.” A brown hand darted out, clasping Pidge’s free hand, squeezing it tightly as they both pressed back up against the rock. Pidge pressed the button. | ||||||||||||||||||||
12 | 11 | Apprentice, Assistant | Romelle has lived her whole life under the thumb of the Empire, just like every other altean has for the past nine or ten thousand deca-phoebs. When she’s sent halfway across the universe, she expects more of the same back-breaking mind-numbing labour she’s been doing since she was ten. She certainly didn’t expect to be reunited with her childhood sweetheart, or to discover that the High Priestess lives up to every terrifying story she’s ever heard. But Romelle is nothing if not stubborn, and she cannot sit idly by as her darling Allura suffers Haggar’s cruelty. No matter how it terrifies her, she’ll do everything in her power to ensure both of them escape this place together. | Tier 4: 10k minimum | Mature | Allura/Romelle, Allura & Haggar, Allura & Shiro | slavery, pining, mutual pining, light xeno, abuse of power, abusive mentor/student relationship, torture, loss of emotions, technically emotional manipulation i guess, open ending, dark ending | Allura drew a shaky breath, her lips curling in a mockery of a smile. “Lotor has been missing for deca-phoebs now, and with my parents dead she has nobody left to hold over me.” “Lotor?” Romelle’s eyes went as wide as they’d go, and Allura giggled. “Yes.” she nodded, brushing a lock of hair behind her ear with a soft and genuine smile. “We shared a room, before his exile. He and the second prince were- <i>are</i> brothers to me. You would like him, I’m sure.” Allura’s smile brightened as she turned it on Romelle, and Romelle felt her cheeks turning blue with blush. Allura giggled again, and her fingers brushed along the edge of Romelle’s jaw. “You’re still so pretty when you blush.” she smiled, pulling her hand back to wipe at the faintly shining tear tracks on her cheeks. “You said you didn’t remember much of your mother.” Romelle said slowly, unable to tear her gaze from Allura’s eyes. “What did you remember of me?” “That you were fearless.” Allura’s hand landed lightly atop Romelle’s, where she’d rested them in her lap. “That when the other children were arguing over who’d get to kiss me you marched up and beat them all to it. That your last words to me were a promise.” her hand shifted, fingers winding between Romelle’s. “You said you’d find me someday, no matter where they were taking me.” “Looks like you’re the one who found me.” Romelle chuckled, squeezing Allura’s hand gently. Allura’s smile brightened her whole face, and it was like they were children again, young and innocent and as much head over heels in love as children could be. Perhaps, Romelle realised as Allura laughed daintily, covering her mouth with her free hand, she really was in love now. | |||||||||||||||||||
13 | 12 | Katie Holt knew from a young age she was different from other girls. Of course, at first she’d thought it was more ‘different from other boys’ but that got sorted out. But even so, she’d never realized just how different she was until she was careening down the path that led to her becoming one of the Paladins of Voltron, along with a new family, new friends and allies, and enemies more terrifying than she had ever imagined before her brother and father vanished. And then, she met Ezor. A series of snippets of how the Green Paladin and one of Lotor’s Generals went from enemies to cautious friends to lovers, as seen by their respective teams and families. | Tier 3: 7k minimum | Explicit: only suitable for adults | Pidge/Ezor (Main), Shiro/Keith (background), Hunk/Lance (Background), Lotor/Ryou (background), Zethrid/Allura (background), Keith/Pidge (background, past), Zethrid/Ezor (background, past) | Canon Levels of Violence, Alternate Universe: Canon Divergence, Trans!Pidge, Black Paladin Hunk AU, Ryou is Shiro’s Twin Brother, (And also acting Black Paladin at the start), POV Alternating, Disaster Gay Shiro, Disaster Gays Recognize One Another, Disaster Gays and Lesbians abound, you have been warned, choking, mutual pining, and pinning, story told in segments, Lotor is Good, (or at least morally grey), Yellow Paladin! Shiro, Red Paladin! Shiro, Yellow Paladin! Ryou | |||||||||||||||||||||
16 | 15 | Three Stars | For all that she resents them, Allura’s dutiful little hormones, marching along to raise her libido and engorge her positor and begin the metabolically draining task of assembling a clutch of eggs low in her belly, were only following orders. Roused by her profound attraction to Lotor. But now that she knows the truth and he’s gone, there’s no turning off her biology, and nothing to do but miserably ride it out and eventually get rid of the eggs. For her part, Romelle is tired and scared and kind of alone and stuck in this little lion-shaped tin can floating in this endless endless void of blackness and stars that will kill her if she pokes it. And also, for some reason, so horny she can barely <i>think</i>, and everyone she used to make out with behind the woodshed is very, very far away. And for some reason, even if they sometimes have painfully different ideas of what it means to be Altean, Allura smells really, really nice… | Tier 4: 10k minimum | Explicit: only suitable for adults | Allura/Romelle, past Allura->Lotor | No Archive Warnings Apply, Cultural Differences, A Comedy of Manners and Biology, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Pheromones, Alcohol, Allura’s Altean Feelings, Xeno, Oviposition, Dirty Talk, Sexual Initiation Rites, Romelle Has Three Vaginas And Only Knows About One Of Them, Altean Sex Is Complicated, Romelle Gets Rawed 2k19, Just a Bit of Lactation Maybe, No Lotor Redemption Here Sorry | ||||||||||||||||||||
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