P A S S I O N

@violet-assassin @bladechosen I just… wanted you both to know….

Disclaimer: This post contains triggering topics such as: unpopular opinions on Voltron, nazis, death mention, suicide mention, depression mention, etc. But it DOES have a tldr; at the end.

She slipped the ring onto Red’s finger. This was it. They did it. She had never been so happy in all her life. This was a precious moment to be cherished forever. Red was hers and she was Red’s. She wouldn’t have it any other way.

The moment the princess finished speaking, she caught Red in her arms and kissed her. It was sweeter and more powerful than anything. She could hear the crowd cheering, but all she cared about was Red. Her wife. Her beautiful, perfect, wife. There was a warmth in her chest like no other as she relished her newly wedded wife. The world, life, it all seemed brighter now. A precious bond was now eternalized.

     If it was for Red she would never stop clinging to Zelbin and kissing her, but she knew that they had all time of the universe just for themselves. For now it was celebrating their union. Almost immideatly the festivities were started, with music and dancing and a grand buffet as the other lions worked on moving everything into place so their improvised alter became a place for festivities.

     “Reeed, ya gotta throw the bouquet!” Green reminded her as she was slowly let go by Zelbin, a rather unpleasant electric zurring resounding as a speaker went into action.

     “Red as the Bride will now throw the Bouquet! By eart tradition the person that catches the flowers will be the next one to get married so start raisin’ your hands people!”

     “Ooookay, ready?!” turning herself with her back to the small crowd that had gathered she took a deep breath. Not too strong, just flicking it over your shoulder.

Zelbin could feel as Red’s fingers moved over her fur. It was a gentle touch, one that only Red could provide. She had her eyes closed, though she could hear Green’s voice and assumed what had happened. Well, at least that crisis was averted.

Once she felt Red’s fingers pull away, she opened her eyes. She looked over at Green who had returned with the rings. Taking one of the rings, she waited for Red to extend her hand so she could place the object on her. This was yet another precious part of the ceremony. Exchanging rings to show their bond. The rings were beautiful, glimmering in the light. Only the most beautiful rings would do for Red.

     It was weird. She never recalled ever having smiled so much before and yet it felt so familiar and nice. Red extended her hand softly to Zelbin watching her put the ring onto her finger before she reached out for the other ring to put it onto Zelbins hand. Something was building up in her, something warm and nice.

     Allura looked from Red to Zelbin and finally spoke the words they had been waiting for for so long.

     “By the position given to me as Princess of Altea, I bestow the blessing of the ancients and the stars upon you, and announce you Zelbin of the Meyarkun Galra and Red, Lion of Voltron as wife and wife. You may now kiss your bride.”

Of course. They couldn’t forget about the crests. It was customary for such a thing to be done at a wedding, at least it was where Zelbin came from. Dipping he finger tips in the paint, Zelbin softly drew her crest on Red’s forehead, marking her as a part of her family. The drawing of the crests felt homey to her in a way. It was part of her heritage that she could share with her beloved.

Bringing her hand away, she leaned down to give Red access to her forehead. If she remembered correctly she was going to draw the Voltron symbol as her crest. And she would wear that crest with pride. This was the everything to her. Her whole life had come to this momentous occasional. This was all she wanted. This was all she needed.

     Red had her eyes closed during the drawing, enjoying the soft touch on her forehead. It felt warmer than she expected. She didn’t know how she looked but by the touch she could vaguely guess. Blinking away some tears she dipped her fingers into the bowl, feeling a drip of colour leaving her finger, but fortunately green quickly extended her leg to have it drip onto her shoe instead of the dress.

     She could here a murmured “Not today.” From her sister holding back a chuckle as she turned her attention to Zelbin. her fingers softly brushed over Zelbins forehead, the short fur tickling slightly as with one swift move she drew the Voltron symbol onto her forehead.

Her words were like the sweetest song she had ever heard. Her heart fluttered with joy. She could feel the dampness in the corners of her eyes and eventually on her cheeks. She never cried, especially not in front of people. But this was an exception, these were happy tears. The glow Red emitted reminded her of a star. A beautiful light to guide her in her darkest hours. No matter how long she lived, she would always love Red, even after she passed away.

She tightly held her newly wedded wife’s hands. In that moment, she had never felt more alive. It was taking all of her strength not to kiss Red right then and there, but she had to wait for the princess to pronounce them officially married. Once she did, Zelbin would scoop Red into her arms and kiss her like her life depended in it.

     It felt like hours that she looked into Zelbins eyes, only barely registering that Allura now announced that they would draw each others crest on their foreheads. Right, she remembered that from her discussion with Zelbin. Green came towards them with a small bowl of paint first facing Zelbin. Red could see how watery her sisters eyes were and smiled with a soft chuckle escaping her.

     This was really happening. She was about to be forever united with this woman and nothing felt more comfortable. Hell it was in no way comparable to her being piloted by Keith or even combining into Voltron. It was more... her happieness... Like something only she could obtain for herself.

Zelbin could feel tears of joy beginning to well up in her eyes, though she blinked them back. She could start crying, at least, not yet. Everything about Red was gentle and pure. Her lovely features, her gentle eyes, everything about her was like something from a dream. She has hardly even listening to the Princess until she heard her name.

“I, Zelbin of the Meyarkun Galra, pledge my undying loyalty and love to you. I swear to stay bey your side, to protect you, and to cherish you. Through thick and thin, I will be there for you to lean on. I happily give you my heart and soul and proudly accept you as my beloved wife, no and forever.”

Her wedding vows were spoken from the heart. She wanted them to reflect how much she truly loved Red. This was one of the things she had been worried about. Would her vows be proficient? Did she deliver them well?

Her eyes stayed on Red, her smile never faltering. This was what she wanted. This moment to show her love to her. It was possibly the most important moment of her life.

     She could faintly hear Blue sobbing in the back and it was hard for her to hold back now as well, eyes almost bursting with tears. Hopefully this wouldn’t screw up all of Lance’s great work on her make up. 

     Zelbins words were so pure and her smile was so warm that it touched her SOUL at it’s deepest parts. A soft murmurring went through the guests and Red realized that she must’ve been glowing. Never had she felt so alive.

     “I, as the Red Lion of Voltron, Soul of Fire and Passion pleadge unwavering loyalty and love to you. I will never leave your side, I swear by my honor as a Lion to protect, cherish and love you for a thousand years to come, and a thousand more. Zelbin... you’ve awoken emotions in me I never dared to touch prior. You have shown me the Universe like I’ve never seen it before. You have illuminated my dark light of war and destruction. So I pleadge by my honor that I will always, no matter what-” Tears slowly left the corners of her eyes as she softly turned Zelbins big hands and intervined their fingers, squeezing tight.

     “No matter how long you live, how long I will exist, I will love you forever. I will never forget you or waver in the name of being your wife.”

     “I, with all my pride, heart and SOUL, accept you as my beloved wife, now and forever.”