Voltron Oneshots/Imagines & Preferences

Preference- How reader meets them

Author's Note! Hey, guys! I'm hoping that I can make more of these, but I may need some ideas from you guys. ;-; I'm terribly sorry that these are really, really  bad. Hopefully, I'll improve later on. I hope you guys enjoy these!

I won't be doing anything romantic with Pidge because she's a really smol bean.

Thanks, ya'll!

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Shiro:  She was a prisoner like him. She was taken away from her home planet after it was destroyed and now she was put in the gladiator arena to fight other creatures. She was an excellent fighter, but that didn't mean she wanted to hurt others. She wasn't like that and each time she had to kill a prisoner, she died a little on the inside.

Word had been going around that there was another being from another planet who was as good as her. 'I hope I don't have to fight them...' (y/n) thought as she ran her hand through her hair. She didn't want to fight anymore. She was done. Her thoughts were interrupted when her cell door was opened, revealing a Sentry. "Tomorrow you will fight the Champion." It said and immediately closed the door once again. "Life seems to hate me." (y/n) spoke with a sigh. Hopefully, there was a way to win without hurting the other...

-Time Skip-

(Y/N) woke up from her slumber after being shaken by a Sentry. "It is time." It spoke and grabbed her wrists while slipping cuffs on them, so she wouldn't try to escape. She let her head drop and stared at the ground as she was being taken to the arena. The Sentry took off her cuffs and handed her a sword. She took deep breaths and shut her eyes as she tried to focus. Her body began to tremble as she moved one foot in front of the other into the middle of the arena. She looked up when she felt the presence of another figure.A young male was standing before her while holding a sword like hers. He had dark brown eyes with black hair and white tuft sitting on the front. 'So he must be the Champion...' She thought as she began to take her fighting stance. He was very attractive, though.

-Time Skip-

The fight ended. A tie. Just what they needed. The fight lasted for what felt like an eternity. The blue-skinned female ended up receiving a few wounds and a large gash on her back. The young man, who told her to call him Shiro during the heat of the battle, received a gash across the bridge of his nose. That would stay there for the rest of his life.The Emperor demanded that the fight will continue the next day, giving both (y/n) and Shiro time to rest. He was taken away by a few sentries and so was she. She was then thrown back into her cell. She couldn't help it that a blush was forming on her cheeks at the thought of the Champion. His eyes had the same tiredness in them as she did. She finally understood that he was just as against the gladiator fights as she was. She took a deep breath and became nervous again from what would happen the next day. She shook her head and fell asleep.The next day came, but the fight never did. Shiro escaped from what the other prisoners were saying. (Y/N) felt a strange sadness, but it was soon pushed away from happiness that Shiro was finally away from the Galra. She wouldn't have to fight him anymore. Then a crazy idea struck her.'What if he came back?'

Keith:  (Y/N) was a prisoner of the Galra. She had been trapped under their reign ever since she could remember. The reason she was imprisoned there, was because of what she was capable of doing. She had the power to rejuvenate herself and others, but only because of a curse. She was kept as a prisoner to keep the Emperor alive and strong. (Y/N) was well over 10,000 years old, but forever trapped in the body of a(n) (y/a) year old. However, because she could rejuvenate herself, it didn't mean she was immortal. If she was mortally wounded, then she would die. Another reason she was kept as a prisoner, so she wouldn't die.