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You can call me Jada! Wife, mother of 2, cosplayer, occasional artist, original whump writer, fan of many tv shows and movies. Find me on Ao3 under the same username.
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I'd like the Starvation trope for our poor boi xD

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So sorry that this one took me forever to write! As I mentioned to you before, my muse went into hiding for a while, but thankfully it was back this week and I was able to get this done. Not sure if I’m in love with the ending but I’m ready to pitch this out into the tumblr-sphere and let y’all read it.

Fandom: Voltron: Legendary Defender

Prompt: Starvation

Warnings: briefly referenced past child abuse (1st paragraph), disordered eating, grief, nausea, death mention

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Keith is no stranger to hunger. Being completely full, in fact, is more of a foreign feeling than hunger. Between group homes that ran out of food, fosters that ‘forgot’ to feed him or took away food as punishment, living off meager canned goods and the odd lizard or rat for a year in the desert…and occasionally getting far too caught up in searching for the mysterious voice that called for him to have time for eating…he’s had his fair share of experience.

Which is why it’s so easy to slip into bad habits again. 

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Part 16.

9/23/23 The last piece of @probablyhuntersmom ‘s amazing artwork has been added! So sorry that it took me so long to get around to it!

Warnings: umm...this is a tough one to label. Anger, destruction of other’s property, fear of punishment, mental/emotional breakdown

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A couple of days have passed since the whole Keith disappearing into the nether regions of the Castle incident, and everything seems to have gone back to normal. Well, as normal as life can get right now. What with the whole fighting aliens in outer space in a giant cat robot thing, and the whole Mullet thinking he’s not a person anymore thing.

But anyway, it seems like Keith is doing okay, maybe a tiny bit quieter than normal, which is honestly kinda hard to judge since he barely says anything anyway.

Which is one of several reasons why Lance is surprised to walk into his own bedroom and find Keith standing in the middle of it.

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Anonymous asked:

For Bad Things Happen: could you please do Keith strapped to an operating table with Shiro coming to rescue him? (Ironically the opposite of what happened in canon 😆)

Sure thing! I enjoyed this one, though I wrote the last bit with a fever so I’m hoping it makes sense and the quality didn’t drop.

Fandom: Voltron: Legendary Defender

Prompt: Strapped to an Operating Table

Warnings: human experimentation, noncon body modification, non-graphic amputation, non-graphic mouth whump, emeto, blood mention, death mention, threatened eye whump but nothing actually happens, needles

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The first few times, Keith fought against the restraints. Growled at the Druids that stuck needles in him and pulsed magic through his veins. Screamed his anger to disguise his fear, despite the fact that no one listened or cared.

That changed after the first surgery.

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Part 15.

Warnings: fear of punishment, gun mention, references to attempted suicide

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Pidge takes him to what she calls the ‘med bay’ so that Orange can mess with the back of his neck, using some kind of handheld machine to scan it. He stays tense the whole time, waiting for something bad to happen, waiting for it to hurt, but...it never does. In fact, by the time they’re done and he’s told he can leave, go back to his room or wherever he wants - something that he’s still not completely used to - Orange claims that he’s deactivated what he has deemed a ‘chip’ and that there’s no danger of it hurting him anymore.

He can’t decide whether he believes that or not. Part of him doesn’t trust anything that claims to be kind. The other part of him keeps running through his time here, reminding him over and over that what Pidge said is true - no one had hurt him here. Not a single time, not even a little. He’s been scared, yes. But when he actually stops to think about it, nothing that he has been scared of has ever actually happened. Whenever he flinches back away from the Paladins, they don’t punish him. They slow down, speak reassurances, give him soft smiles and plenty of space.

They have been kind. So...maybe this is another kindness.

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Part 13.

9/23/23 Check out the artwork by @probablyhuntersmom !

Warnings: panic, referenced brainwashing, conditioned whumpee

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It’s unusual to see Keith by himself. If he’s out of his room, which isn’t super often, then Shiro is usually hovering somewhere nearby. And if not, then it’s Pidge, sitting an arm’s length away with her laptop or some doodad she’s tinkering with.

Today, though, Hunk walks into the kitchen to find just Keith, sitting on one of the stools with his back to the door. He’s hunched over with his arms wrapped around his middle, and he doesn’t appear to have noticed Hunk’s entrance. The Yellow Paladin almost makes some kind of quiet noise to announce himself, not wanting to startle the poor guy - which, believe him, is super easy these days - but he’s stopped by hoarse whispers coming from Keith himself.

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Part 11.

Warnings: referenced gunshot wound, conditioned whumpee

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Hunk wakes up from a stint in the pod with no recollection of how he got there. All he knows is that Lance apparently also got out of a pod right before him - still in the infirmary being doted on by Allura and Coran - and that he had been in the middle of cooking what should have been an awesome dinner. The batter is still all over his fingers, dried up into a gunky, stiff mess.

The last thing he expects to hear is that he was shot by Keith

Of course the whole story is explained to him, and it’s horrifying to think of what Keith’s been through, and it’s obvious as soon as he sees him the first time that he’s not himself. 

But still, Hunk can’t help but feel...nervous. He feels bad about it. But the guy did try to murder like, the entire team. 

And he’s pretty sure he’s not the only one feeling awkward around Keith in some form or fashion. Coran is the only other one who acts a little shifty, like he’s worried about a repeat incident. Allura and Pidge tend to just stare at him with sad gazes anytime he's in the room. Lance has been avoiding being around him as much as possible, though he’d argue if someone pointed it out. 

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Part 10.

Warnings: conditioned whumpee, partial nudity (no shirt, non-sexual), scars, referenced whipping, brief emeto, brief mild self-harm mention

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Keith eats the food goo he is given like he expects it to be ripped away from him at any second. He wolfs it down at record speed, one arm wrapped possessively around the bowl, eyes constantly darting around, taking in every tiny movement that Shiro makes. He drains the hydration packet in much the same way. 

But when he’s offered seconds, he stares at Shiro with wide, confused eyes. It’s the same expression that was on his face when he had told him they were like brothers earlier, like he simply doesn’t know how to process what’s just been said. Eventually, he leans back, shaking his head, and timidly pushes the bowl away, refusing to make eye contact any longer.

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Part 9.

Warnings: dead (alien) bodies, conditioned whumpee, muzzle mention, gunshot wound mention

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Waiting for someone, anyone, to wake up from a pod is excruciating.

Of course to start with, Shiro has plenty to do. There’s still four incapacitated aliens lying in the hallway near the hangars to deal with. He determines that three are dead, one only unconscious, so he throws the three out the airlock with no small degree of satisfaction, and shoves the other into a pod to remain in stasis until the others can help him decide their fate. If nothing else, he wants to try to find out why and how this had all happened.

But then it’s just a matter of waiting, and he has nothing to keep his thoughts from consuming him. Thoughts of Keith, of what he had been going through for the past two and a half years without their knowledge, of everything that had happened that day and what he could have done differently to somehow prevent the entirety of his team from being injured.

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Part 8. Just a reminder that I can start a taglist if anyone wants on!

Fandom: Voltron: Legendary Defender

Warnings: torture, muzzle, minor character death, dead (alien) bodies, conditioned whumpee

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Shiro didn’t want Keith nearly collapsing again, held up only by the alien’s many hands and nearly screaming in pain behind the muzzle, to be the distraction he was waiting for, but he’ll take what he can get.

They’re all focused on their victim, and he pounces, Pidge right behind him. He doesn’t even pay attention to how much force he’s using. If these aliens die by his hand, he won’t regret it one bit, not after what they’ve done to Keith.

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“Aw, look at you. It’d be a shame if something was to happen to that pretty face.” With Keith, naturally. :)

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Yay thanks so much for the prompt @justheretobreakthings !! <3 <3 Sorry it took so long for me to get around to writing this! It's been a crazy week!

Here you go :)

Prompt: Aw, look at you. It’d be a shame if something was to happen to that pretty face.

Well. This was the last time Keith let Coran rope him into getting something from a black market on some planet he couldn't even pronounce the name of. Coran had wanted him to acquire some ancient Altean delicacy while he himself was working on repairs in the Castle. Hunk, upon hearing the word "delicacy", had eagerly volunteered to join Keith on this delicacy-gathering mission.

He was probably regretting that decision now. Wherever he was. Keith fervently hoped Hunk had escaped and was safe.

They'd come to the planet by shuttle, dressed in casual clothes so as not to draw attention to themselves, which in hindsight probably wasn't the smartest move considering they were now both Lion-less and armor-less. At least they'd brought their bayards – and Keith's blade, of course – for all the good that had done them.

They'd only just started browsing a few of the stalls, when the market had been raided. All Keith really remembered was an explosion followed by sudden chaos and tall aliens in dark suits flooding the market square before he'd blacked out.

And now he was here, on his knees in the cargo bay of what appeared to be a massive ship. Aliens were lined up on either side of him – one of them he recognized as the guy who'd tried to rip Hunk off by trying to sell him fake gem stones.

Keith's wrists were restrained behind his back, and he felt strangely light-headed. He wondered if he'd been hit with some kind of tranquilizer dart – it would explain how he'd blacked out so suddenly and why there was a gap in his memory.

Four humanoid aliens with small horns adorning their faces had blasters trained on the prisoners lined up before them. They were tall and broad with wide, egg-shaped heads and greenish skin. Keith didn’t recognize the species, but they looked pretty imposing, decked out in heavy protective gear.

Keith hoped they were some kind of security force sent to shut down the illegal market, because then he might be able to reason with them, let them know he was a Paladin of Voltron.

An alien who looked to be among the biggest of them all approached the line of prisoners. He was clearly important, judging by the way he held himself and the way some of the other aliens deferred to him. Flanking him were a guard and a smaller alien with an electronic device in hand. They moved down the line, pausing to eye each of them critically.

"Mines," the large alien said as he walked past the first prisoner – a stocky Kiliri male.

"Yes, General," the smaller alien with the pad said as it took notes.

"Household," the 'General' declared as he inspected another prisoner.

Keith sucked in a breath when he realized—

This was no security force. These people were selecting slaves!

The realization hit Keith like a freight train, and the blood drained from his face. He'd been captured by a slaver!

"Entertainment."

"Breeding."

Keith's mouth went dry. No. No no no no. This was bad! This was bad!

"Mines."

The General paused in front of the alien lined up next to Keith – a frail-looking alien half Keith's size.

"We have no use for this one. Dispose of it."

Keith's heart pounded in his ears.

"No! No, please!" the little alien squeaked as it was dragged off.

"No, wait!" Keith lurched forward, but a blaster was shoved in his face before he could do anything.

The General stopped in front of Keith. "What do we have here? A Terran?"

"Yes, General, a male specimen, I believe," the smaller alien said. "Quite rare in these parts."

"Interesting."

"I'm a Paladin of Voltron," Keith said, raising his chin.

"Of course you are," the General replied, clearly unconvinced. He reached out to touch Keith's cheek, but Keith jerked his head away.

Immediately, the guard accompanying the General fisted his hand in Keith's hair, holding him steady. When the General reached for his face again, Keith scowled and snapped his teeth at his fingers.

"Aw, look at you," the General said with a half-smile and a gleam in his eyes. "So fiery!"

The guard with his fist painfully wrapped in Keith's hair raised his other hand as if to slap Keith, but the General intervened before the hit could land. "Do not damage him. It’d be a shame if something was to happen to that pretty face." He turned to the alien still taking notes beside him.

"Have this one brought to my personal quarters."

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Part 7. Please mind the tags.

9/23/23 Added another piece of art by @probablyhuntersmom !

Fandom: Voltron: Legendary Defender

Warnings: death mention, mild blood, dehumanization, restraints, muzzle, conditioning, torture, verbal abuse, hair pulling, knife to throat, slight suicide ideation, guns

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They must have some luck left, because Shiro and Pidge find the intruders right about the same time that Keith does. Shiro hears talking from the adjoining hallway and motions at Pidge to stay back, peering carefully around the corner.

“You have nerve, coming to us like this after having failed your mission. You should not be alive. Where is the body to accompany the blood in the hangar?”

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Part 6.

Fandom: Voltron: Legendary Defender

Warnings: captivity, gunshot wounds, blood, referenced torture, death mention, briefly referenced suicide attempt

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They get into a small ship and leave the place where he’s been kept for so long. The vastness of outer space surrounds them, and he stares. He doesn’t remember if he’s ever seen stars like this before. All he remembers are white walls and metal doors.

As the ship banks left, he looks back where they came from and sees a space station of some sort, almost blending in with a chaotic background of meteors and space junk. In the distance, a dark star looms.

They travel for at least a full day, judging by the number of times he’s fed and watered, before he’s yanked up out of his seat and shoved into a separate room. A single man fighter, dark with purple accents, waits there.

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Part 5. Read the warnings, this is one of the rougher ones! If you need a synopsis or a place to start skipping for certain triggers, let me know.

9/23/23 Another fantastic piece of artwork by @probablyhuntersmom has been added!

Fandom: Voltron: Legendary Defender

Warnings: dehumanization, guns, gunshot wounds, forced suicide attempt, talking someone down from suicide, blood

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“They will pretend that they know you,” he’s told as the day for the real mission draws near. “They will call you by a name which is not yours, and they will try to convince you that you are their friend, that they’ve recently seen you. You must ignore them.”

He doesn’t quite understand why anyone would try that. Perhaps it’s only to convince him not to carry out his mission.

But he shouldn’t have trouble ignoring them. He’s not a Paladin. He’s a weapon.

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Part 4. As always, mind the warnings and let me know if you want to be tagged.

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Fandom: Voltron: Legendary Defender

Warnings: lots of blood, guns, gunshot wounds, torture, brainwashing, dehumanization

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Allura crawls to the wall and pulls herself up off the ground. Her stomach still hurts, badly, but at least it’s not crippling anymore. The sizable pool of blood in the middle of the hallway is probably most of the reason for the dizziness that she’s feeling right now.

But she can move, and therefore she must go see to the rest of her team. Pidge had said that Coran was down, which meant that Keith had gotten to him already, probably in the hangar, and the gunshot that she had heard just before he appeared had come from the direction of the living area. It could be Hunk, in the kitchen. She can’t just leave him there.

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