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ladyemberswrites · 1 year
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Voltron: Defenders of the Universe/Oldtron
Lotura
Summary: A small excerpt of Lotor's grand adventures concerning fatherhood.
He burnt the tip of his tongue on hot coffee, the immediate sensation caused him to jerk back only to spill hot liquid on the hairs of his chin, the documents on his desk and unfortunately his lap.
His scowl deepened, eyeing the stained paper work with annoyance. Though to be fair most of them were complaints, carefully worded protests against his current decrees, but complaints nonetheless. Truly, it was no true loss that a couple of drops of hot coffee got on them.
The sight perfectly articulated his current disdain. Placing the mug, Allura's favorite mug, that had mice dotted all around it, he remembered his strength, remembered that it was far too small for his hands, and that his dearest wife would likely chastise him for accidentally breaking it.
Actually-his eyes darted around the room, it was long dark outside. Well, not totally dark, he could still make out hues of dark purples and blues that were slowly fading as the moon rose higher. Because he had slightly propped his office window open, he can taste the faint flavor of salt. The tides were receding.
Sighing, he leans back, cracking each individual knuckle. It was quiet.
Too quiet.
Quiet like an omen.
He hadn't seen hide nor hair of his children since dinner. They had classes and training that they attended throughout most of the day. When they weren't occupied they either lazed around the house during the hotter times of the afternoon or ventured outside with their peers when it had cooled.
He grimaced. Paperwork could wait,he needed to ascertain that his children were indeed alive, in one piece and that nothing had caught fire.
Exiting, the hall lights were on, but no child in sight. He had left Kisari and Vax'ha with Ular, but he did not see them or hear them, nor did he call out for them. Quiet like an omen. Allura would never forgive him if any of their babies had gotten hurt under his watch, and he'd never forgive himself either for being negligent.
Distracted by the eerie quiet he nearly tripped and stumbled, his quick reflexes kept him from soaring face first into the hard floor.
His scowl is more prominent..he finds that what he had tripped over Is Kisari's stuffed-he squinted at it, the name of the animal is somewhere on the tip of his tongue, but it's lost in the rattle of his sleep-deprived mind.
Long neck, with brown spots - a gift from a Terran dignitary whose name escapes him, not that he cared in the slightest. However the toddler is nowhere in sight-his frown hardens.
He looks around "Kisari?"
No answer.
"Ular?"
No answer.
"Vax'ha?"
No answer.
Quiet like an omen.
It's not like her to leave her beloved toy about so carelessly "Kisari?"
His call is answered by a blood curdling scream, Vax'ha's more specifically. He learned not to panic, not too much anyways, children scream over anything, as time has come to teach him. Instead of his previous goal, he journeys up the third floor where the children's bedrooms lay, and finds the hallway oddly immaculate. He isn't sure whether to be impressed or suspicious, but finds the kids' bathroom door wide open.
It reeked of mud, usually it smelled like urine, courtesy of his sons' atrocious aim, and strongly scented bath bubbles.
He expected blood. A whole lot of blood, splattered on the white tiles and in between them. Broken bones sticking out of flesh and skin. A cut hand to a lesser extent, or worse a split skull. Allura would never let him live it down if something that serious happened on his watch. Despite not knowing the reason behind Vax'ha's shrieking he can already taste the bitter guilt on his tongue.
But, to his relief, none of the ugly, gruesome scenarios came to fruition. Instead of mangled bodies he finds Vax'ha taking refuge on top of the closed toilet seat, cheeks red with anger and equally angry tears.
And he finds the object of her distress-Kisari.
Tormenting her.
or rather with the mask she's wearing, that covers her whole head is the object of the torment. Gnarly and uncanny, the strange, animalistic noises the toddler makes isn't helping the matter.
"Stop it!" Vax'ha yells again "I said stop it!" Kisari ignores her cries and continues the guttural, growling noise she's making in the back of her mouth, savoring her sister's anguish in childish glee.
"Daddy!" It's then he is noticed "make her stop!" She stamps her feet against the porcelain "she won't stop!" He sighed, walking over, yanking the mask off the toddler's head, her dark eyes blink upwards.
"Kisari, why are you terrorizing your sister?" He doubts he'll get answers, but asks nonetheless.
"Papa?" Her brows knit together.
"Don't papa me, why are you tormenting Vax'ha?"
"Cause."
"Cause isn't an answer" he replies patiently "and where did you get this?" He had it stored somewhere in the basement, a priceless artifact from a bygone era, made of feathers, faded in color, and wood so old, the trees it was made from have long been extinct. It is or was a type mask meant to intimidate enemies on the battlefield when his people had only been a small group of small, yet thriving tribes.
Of course they were that no longer. They no longer have need of these, but it was a wedding gift from the Witch chosen from her old assortment of ancient collections.
He had kept this in the storage room. How did Kisari get a hold of this was the unanswered question.
Did someone leave the door open?
"Found it!"
"Where exactly?"
"On chair" she meant couch. What was this doing on the couch? He turns it in his hands before placing it on the counter, and yanks Kisari from the floor, and in his arms. Vax'ha angrily rubs her tear-stained cheeks.
"Where's Ular-"
"Everyone move!" Lyra stormed into the room in a hail of ivory hair “Vax'ha get off the the-” too late, she ended up puking onto the white tile floor while clutching her stomach. It all happened within the blink of an eye, he could barely react as An’tok came stalking in after her.
“I told you not to get up!” he yelled at her.
“Shut-up….” she mutters, as he keeps her from keeling over.
“Hey!” another voice enters the fray “there’s the mask! How did it get there?! Are you throwing up!?”
Quiet like an omen
Lotor sighs. It was going to be one of those nights
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minamorsart · 1 month
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Two Lotors, eh?? You have my attention 👀✨
Redraw of an old mini comic I made back in 2018!
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crystal-rebellion · 9 months
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So talk about being overwhelmed with accomplishment today - finished Hades - also got THIS in the mail. (This had been a little editing project I've had in the works for a while now.)
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I don't even care if the cover is cheesy.
I am so incredibly stoked. Like you guys have no idea, this is my ego moment here, I printed my own damn work and now it's a book.
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I fully accept that this is, quite possibly, the most arrogant thing I've ever done, but I am SO pleased with it. I would absolutely recommend people get their fics bound and printed if able.
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It's a 6x9" trade hardback, gloss illustration cover - and she thicc. Came out to about 530 pages, including front matter.
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If anyone is interested in doing something similar, I found a publishig company that, while their main focus is self-publishing (they can integrate into your storefront, you can use theirs, etc) - they DO have an option of "Private" publishing. This method is for people who want to make use of print on demand quantities (I literally got one book printed.) but for personal projects, such as photo albums, memoirs for family gifts - or in my case, fanfiction.
I'm just. Yeah. Admittedly, the print on demand locations are in the US, and so am I, but inclusive of shipping, I paid less than $40 total for a copy of my own work.
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So freggin' happy.
And yes I'm already side-eyeing Hades' Covenant with a similar idea, lol.
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maiz-of-light · 1 year
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Why I think VLD Lotor would be a good dad:
His own father was a pos and Lotor knows this, and knows exactly how and why, and would be so determined to do better in every single way and just absolutely dote on his babies and strive to give them a safe and loving home with all the affection and nurturing they could possibly want or need
Why I think DotU Lotor would be a good dad:
Allura: Lotor, call off your tree beasts!
Lotor: You mean you want them to…
Lotor: TURN OVER A NEW LEAF?
Allura: 😤
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artsyjesseblue · 1 year
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Nothing Ever Truly Goes Extinct - New Chapters
After restoring all realities, Allura ascended into a higher realm of Connected Consciousness. A mysterious quartz wall separates her from an unknown entity emanating a purple light, and she must follow a dark path to discover its secret. An unexpected visit from another dimension will come to her aid. *A Lotura, Plance & Sheith post-Season 8 Fix-it, where I take the pieces we were left with and slowly rebuild the VLD story, with the help of an old show, called Saber Rider and the Star Sheriffs (also owned by the IP holder of Voltron DotU). If you’re scared of crossfics (I am too), the story takes place mostly in the VLD dimension, the Star Sheriffs are supporting characters meant to assist the VLD story and the SRatSS backstories are properly introduced in the first few chapters. * You might find some illustrations in here, when inspo hits me.
Read on AO3: Entire Work Chapter 29 Chapter 30
Voltron Legendary Defender - Lotura Fanfic
Rating: Teen and up
Main tags: Lotura, Plance, Sheith
“Just the two of us now. We have to figure out a way to the other side,” Pidge dropped the pistol into Allura’s undecided palm, and rushed towards the source of heat.
  “Pidge, it’s a trap, don’t go there!” Allura waived one hand after her, while the other maintained hold of the frightful little weapon. A strange creeping sensation settled inside her fingers - perhaps because she knew what that weapon did, just a little while ago. How could she… how in the stars would she use this tool in clear conscience?
  “It’s the only way. I’m not sure how, but I feel it!” Pidge shouted back at her from afar. Being inclined to mainly trust her logic, she hadn’t felt things in that certain way in a very long time. Ever since… well, ever since she and Allura wandered through the desolate forests of the shattered Olkarion. And now, again, the bitter roots within the tunnels, the delicate tendrils and astride rhizomes buried beneath the soil , they all fired their converging energies, like connected axons in a great neural network, linking the two hemispheres. We are all made up of the same cosmic dust, all arranged by the laws of mathematics. The left brain and the right brain awoke as one - both sides of the lake humming in one voice, whispering in her ear something urgent.
  “Lance…” she hurtled through the blinding light of the portal. 
(Chapter 30 - Lava)
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nomadicism · 1 year
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Lotor for the character ask
Hi Anon! Thank you for the Ask!
I'll go with VLD Lotor, though I could do this for all of his iterations.
1. First impression:
Relieved and amused.
I never much liked DotU Lotor for a variety of complex reasons, though I found him amusing in the made-for-US season of DotU that had Merla in it. Voltron 3rd Dimension and Voltron Force doubled-down on the worst ideas for the character, so I was hoping that he'd never show up in VLD. The cliff-hanger in S2 had me anxious because I really didn't want to see another round of stalker space barbarian.
VLD S3 had a great introduction for him, honestly the best intro for all iterations of his character, including the comics. It was easy to see that he wouldn't be another gross stalker space barbarian and that was a relief.
2. Impression now:
(#`д´)ノ Salty.
No thanks S6, S7, S8. What a waste.
3. Favorite moment:
The chase flight when Zarkon is hunting him down.
4. Idea for a story:
How Lotor and Narti met.
5. Unpopular opinion:
I can't think of any
6. Favorite relationship:
Lotor x Happiness
(and of course Lotura, Shotor, and Shotura)
7. Favorite headcanon:
That Lotor and Ven'tar had a relationship and it was a pretty damn good one until Zarkon came along.
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dragonofyang · 3 years
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Voltron: Lion Force (1984) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Allura/Lotor (Voltron) Characters: Lotor (Voltron), Allura (Voltron) Additional Tags: Poetry, lullaby, Podfic Welcome, Lotura Week 2021, Lotura Week Series: Part 1 of Lotura Week 2021 Summary:
A lullaby style poem inspired by the DOTU episode "Love Bridge". Written for Lotura Week 2021 over on Twitter for Day 1: (Re)Birth.
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brimdraws143 · 4 years
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Lotura week last submission
"Forbidden/ Pleasure" @loturaweek
DOTU LOTURA
Special gift for @s4lticid 💕 can't wait for your fanfic fam
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claireclaymore · 5 years
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DOTU Allura: I hate you!
DOTU Lotor*in his head:  Enemies to lovers, slow burn, angst with a happy ending, 300k+ words.
VLD Allura pos S6: I hate you!
Ghost Lotor*in his head: Enemies to lovers, slow burn, angst with a happy ending, 300k+ words.
VLD writers: Lotura is dead!
Shippers*screaming: Enemies to lovers, slow burn, angst with a happy ending, 300k+ words!!!
* Inspired in this post: https://starksistersftw.tumblr.com/post/185185418046/brienne-i-hate-you-jaime-in-his-head-out-loud
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corefenarts · 3 years
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ah man, cuddle night with the dotu couple of my life
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ladyemberswrites · 1 year
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Voltron: Legendary Defender, Voltron: Lion Force (1984) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Allura/Lotor (Voltron) Characters: Lotor (Voltron) Additional Tags: Fatherhood, Parenthood, Original Character(s), Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence Series: Part 2 of Time's Arrow Drabbles Summary:
He burnt the tip of his tongue on hot coffee, the immediate sensation caused him to jerk back only to spill hot liquid on the hairs of his chin, the documents on his desk and unfortunately his lap. His scowl deepened, eyeing the stained paper work with annoyance. Though to be fair most of them were complaints, carefully worded protests against his current decrees, but complaints nonetheless. Truly, it was no true loss that a couple of drops of hot coffee got on them. The sight perfectly articulated his current disdain. Placing the mug, Allura's favorite mug, that had mice dotted all around it, down, he remembered his strength, remembered that it was far too small for his hands, and that his dearest wife would likely chastise him for accidentally breaking it.
Actually—his eyes darted around the room, it was long dark outside. Well, not totally dark, he could still make out the hues of dark purples and blues that were slowly fading as the moon rose higher. Because he had slightly propped his office window open, he can taste the faint flavor of salt. The tides were receding. Sighing, he leans back, cracking each individual knuckle. It was quiet.
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dotu-lotura · 4 years
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His dream is just to get married :3
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crystal-rebellion · 1 month
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Shop Update!
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These two little standees have now popped in! (Someday I'll be able to take a level picture.)
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And these little guys are 1" pixel art bayard pins on black acrylic! All 7 Paladins, reporting for duty! (From left to right on the set of 7 at the top: Purple, Blue, Red, Black, Green, Yellow and Pink Bayard. Below is a close up of the Black Bayard)
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There's also still prints!
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Shop: ✨https://crystalrebellion.bigcartel.com/
(Also I have a website too now. I want more neocities friends!! https://crystalrebellion.neocities.org/)
(Thank you to everyone for all your kind words and support! 💖)
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maiz-of-light · 1 year
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Lotor before Allura: She will dance for my pleasure
Lotor after Allura does the Ortega for the twentieth time in a row: What have I done
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artsyjesseblue · 1 year
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Nothing Ever Truly Goes Extinct - New Chapter
After restoring all realities, Allura ascended into a higher realm of Connected Consciousness. A mysterious quartz wall separates her from an unknown entity emanating a purple light, and she must follow a dark path to discover its secret. An unexpected visit from another dimension will come to her aid. *A Lotura, Plance & Sheith post-Season 8 Fix-it, where I take the pieces we were left with and slowly rebuild the VLD story, with the help of an old show, called Saber Rider and the Star Sheriffs (also owned by the IP holder of Voltron DotU). If you’re scared of crossfics (I am too), the story takes place mostly in the VLD dimension, the Star Sheriffs are supporting characters meant to assist the VLD story and the SRatSS backstories are properly introduced in the first few chapters.
You might find some illustrations in here, when inspo hits me.
Read on AO3: Entire Work Chapter 31
Voltron Legendary Defender - Lotura Fanfic
Rating: Teen and up
Main tags: Lotura, Plance, Sheith
“Magnificent…” Honerva raised her eyes, as the eerie silhouette of a new and never piloted Lion shimmered against an amethyst horizon. Rounded purple shapes and a sleek body, bright orange eyes and indigo claws glinted back their metallic hues, the entire robot effusing a pale fluorescent glow. The tail was supple, partly resembling the design of the other known Lions, yet the scales and the trident-shaped tip bore witness to the Sincline origins.
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saltwife · 5 years
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DOTU Lotura pillow fight for @crystal-rebellion.
About 15 seconds later, Lotor deeply regretted his life choices
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