Dark Voltron Week

Some good old Lotor and Zarkon interaction. 

His father sat at the end of the room, shrouded in shadow. His face was stone.

“Your Majesty. You called?”

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For Dark Voltron Week. Day 2: Mind Games/Slavery

Enjoy!

Ropes and Nightmares

Author: wonderland-s-angel (LadyDestineeZara)

Written for the Dark Voltron Week 2018 hosted and organized by @darkvoltronweek​

Ship:

Shiro/Keith (just some pinning, though)

Rating: Mature

Warnings:

Emotional/Psychological abuse

Depression

Suicide thoughts

Summary:

There was no escape for him in that life. Not until he payed Coran all his debt. After that… After that, Keith was nothing. He was nothing. And that hurts.

(Actor!Keith AU)

(Written for the second day of the Dark Voltron Week hosted by darkvoltronweek.tumblr.com, theme “Mind Games/Slavery”)

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Day 3: Stranded

Characters: Pidge Words: 2,541 Warnings: Minor character death, slight mention of suicide, non-graphic vomit, disturbing imagery

It was going to take more than a twenty-foot wall of slick, smooth stone to keep Pidge in this underground prison. She was sure of it. She ran her fingertips along the dark rock until they found a slight ridge, no deeper than an inch. She tugged a little to test her grip. The ledge didn’t crumble away like the last one had. Good. Gritting her teeth, she hoisted herself up.

It was her foot that gave way this time, her sore, bare toes slipping, and then she was falling.

Uncanny, Unnatural, Wrong

Author: wonderland-s-angel (LadyDestineeZara)

Written for the Dark Voltron Week 2018 hosted and organized by @darkvoltronweek​

Ship:

Shiro/Keith

Rating: Mature

Warnings:

Major Character Death

Necromancy

Murder (kinda)

Mentions of blood

Mentions of Violence

Summary:

He should have never played with life and death. The price of a life was too high, and if it wasn’t paid the results apparently were… uncanny. 

Unnatural.

Wrong.

That thing was not Keith.

Keith… was gone…

(Written for the first day of the Dark Voltron Week hosted by darkvoltronweek.tumblr.com, theme “Came Back Wrong/Dehumanization”)

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“Don’t you feel like your talents are being wasted here?  Just imagine the things Voltron could do if Zarkon was the one piloting the Black Lion.  We could be great.”

Dark Voltron Week Day One: Came Back Wrong/Dehumanization

Who is he trying to seduce to the dark side, I wonder?

 Dark Voltron Week 2018: January 21st through the 27th

Day 1 January 21st: 

Came Back Wrong/Dehumanization

Day 2 January 22nd

Mind Games/Slavery

Day 3 January 23rd

Stranded/Left Behind

Day 4 January 24th

Contamination/Obsession

Day 5 January 25th

Possession/ Mirror Universe 

Day 6 January 26th

Betrayal/Revenge

Day 7 January 27th

Free day! Go Wild!

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Voltron: Legendary Defender Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Keith/Shiro (Voltron) Characters: Shiro (Voltron), Keith (Voltron) Additional Tags: Mirror Universe, Murder, Canon Universe, Gladiators Summary:

Shiro was the captain of the very first mission out to Kerberos, a science expedition that’s doubling as a live training exercise for a promising year of cadets from the Garrison. When they’re taken by the Galra, divided up to work as slaves or fight in the arena, he lets others be sacrificed first, as he watches and picks out exactly what weakness the gladiator there has. After all, he has to make a memorable first impression.

Shiro watches several of the others get thrown out into the killing field first, staying quiet and watching how the Galra gladiator moves as it decimates the collection of sacrifices put out before it. It’s a slaughter, plainly enough. This isn’t meant to be a real fight, as far as he can tell.

His crew stands mostly firm, and since most of them are cadets who never should have been out remotely this far to begin with he counts that as a point in their favor. The month or so of captivity — a month, to travel far enough that in the glimpses he gets out of windows he can’t recognize a single constellation — seems to have taken its toll; they’re quieter now, not the rambunctious group of fresh meat that had needed a firm hand and a lesson in the subtleties of rank aboard an actual ship.

He wonders what the rest of them might have told the Galra in their interrogations, but as he has before, decides it doesn’t matter. The Druids (he’s made a point to observe and remember every bit of information he can about these aliens) seemed to pull information straight from his mind, so really the better question is what information they got from him, as well as their two scientists Matt and Sam. If anyone has sensitive information, it’s them. The cadets are less of a security risk.

Title: untitled Characters: Lance Relationships: None Day 6 - Mirror Universe Note: I know that this prompt is supposed to mean like a parallel universe, but the mirror part made me think of something else entirely~ This one is very short - I almost didn’t put it under a read more.

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Voltron: Legendary Defender Rating: Explicit Warnings: Rape/Non-Con Relationships: Shiro/Zarkon (Voltron), Keith/Shiro (Voltron) Characters: Shiro (Voltron), Keith (Voltron), Zarkon (Voltron) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Royalty, Occupation, puppet king, King Shiro, Referenced amputation, Anal Sex, Anal Plug, Murder Summary:

The Galra Empire is brutal about taking what they want, and as Shiro finds out, that’s true about both the planets of his kingdom, and far more personal matters. When the war is done he’s still King, but little more than a figurehead ruled by the Galra ‘adviser’ planted beside him, an arrangement that’s bad enough even without Emperor Zarkon’s return trips to see how they’re 'acclimating.’

Shiro stands still, letting his aide, Keith, pull him into a rich, black and gold coat. It attaches together at the front, form-fitting to emphasize his build and the strength in his form. What parts of him are still real, anyway. Keith tugs it flat, straightens one crooked corner of the collar, and then reaches out onto the table beside them for the single black glove. He can see the faint tremble in Keith’s hand as it circles his metal wrist, but the glove is still slipped onto his fake hand without comment, hiding the clearly Galra tech from view.

Not that anyone in his kingdom could be blind, by now, of the fact that they’ve become part of the Galra empire. The war had been short, overwhelmed as they were, and though his fight with Zarkon had been private (and painfully one-sided), the entire kingdom had witnessed the televised spectacle of his new arm being soldered into his skin, the Galra-brand on the side of it as clear as day.

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Voltron: Legendary Defender Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Lance/Shiro (Voltron) Characters: Shiro (Voltron), Lance (Voltron) Additional Tags: Masturbation, Masochism, Self-Harm, But in a sex way, The Relationship is there but not the point, Scars, One-Sided Relationship Summary:

Shiro has learned, since he fell into life with the other Paladins, that he’s a pretty good actor. But as far as he’s concerned that’s good, because not even Lance, who he shares a bed with whenever he’s wanted, has any idea of just how warped he really is. Like the fact that the only thing that gets him off anymore is his scattered memories of the arena, and pain.

It’s like a service to the team, is how Shiro rationalizes it. Lance wants this, and it is good, he’s sure of that much even if he’s not sure he wants it in quite the same way. Lance is more invested than he is, but he’s good at acting, good at smiling and giving people what they want without them knowing that he isn’t really interested. That could be complicated later, but it’s better this way. He’s not fit for a real relationship, even though the rest of the Paladins haven’t figured that out yet.

He knows, deep in his bones, that he’s damaged beyond any kind of repair. The rest of the team can see the cracks, but they don’t know how deep it goes, or how much the innermost bits of him are still in shattered pieces, dark and warped in ways they probably couldn’t understand. He’s still trying to figure out what he is just by himself; how could anyone else understand what he’s become when he isn’t even sure yet?

What he does know, is there are reactions programmed into his body that weren’t before there. He knows that he can smile at Lance and not mean it, but get a blush and an awed look anyways. He knows his hands are precise and practiced at stripping clothing from willing skin, though the Garrison never left him enough time to actually pick up skills like that. He knows that despite how good Lance looks — lean and flushed and begging with words and body both under his touch — he never feels more than a low ache of desire in his gut, and he knows that despite that lack of desire he still rises quickly to attention, and stays that way.

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Voltron: Legendary Defender Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Keith/Shiro (Voltron) Characters: Keith (Voltron), Shiro (Voltron) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Demons, Alternate Universe - Magic, Consent Issues, Hand Jobs, Blow Jobs, Demon Summoning Summary:

Shiro is Keith’s summoned servant, a demon pulled from a separate plane and then bound to theirs. He’s more human looking than most, apart from the metal and violet energy of his arm and the occasional golden glow of his eyes, but that doesn’t make the relationship they have any less illegal.

Keith can see the way that people look at Shiro. Sidelong glances, narrowed eyes, curls of the lip as they see the visible marks of his not-exactly-human disposition. The scar across his face, the white shock of his hair, the violet glow of an arm altogether inhuman, formed of twisted, silver metal and that unearthly glow. Shiro is mostly human-looking, apart from that arm, but if anyone looks closer for even a minute it’s obvious enough.

Shiro is a demon, of a sort. Summoned, bound to the human plane by the runes inked across his back and hidden beneath the tight black fabric of his vest. They’re supposed to be visible, so there’s a second circle of black runes around his human-looking wrist. Purely decorative, not that anyone but a master could notice the single glyph out of place that marks it as ornamental. Not enough to bind a demon of any real quality, but anyone good enough to know that will also know enough to assume that there are more runes on skin that isn’t visible.

So Keith stands beside him, close at his side with the matching band of runes around his own wrist visible, to signify his ownership. It’s not enough to stop people from giving them looks. Demons, usually, shouldn’t be out in public the way they are. It’s not illegal, technically, but it’s frowned upon. Especially the ones that look mostly human.