Voltron X Reader Oneshots [REQUESTS OPEN]

=Matt=

Evie you asked for this
and I lowkey wanted it too
ilovehimsomuchaaaa
hngh

I love you to pluto and back

❋

You smiled, rolling around in your bed until...

You fell off the bed.

Waking up from your good dream, you yawned and sat up on the floor.

Wait, floor?!

You looked around, and realization hit you.

Oh. The cell.

You sighed, turning around (with pain) and laying in the corner of your cold, dark cell.

-----------------------Time Skip-------------

It had been 689 days since you got here.

You didn't remember much, anyways.

You didn't remeber your age, or earth.

That's when, the alarm sounded, breaking your train of thought.

The door opened, the bright light of the halls shining in your eyes.
A male figure walked in, and you tried to look up at him, but it hurt too much.
He pulled you up and carried you away.

After that it all went black.

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"Do you think they'll wake up?"A male voice questioned.

"I'm not sure, Matthew." Awnsered a creaky male voice.

You opened your eyes, squinting at the suden light."Where...?"You looked around.

To your left side, sat an old , olkarian looking fellow.

And to your left, a human male.

Looking closely, his face looked awfully familiar.

Then it came to you.

All the memories flooding back.

//f l a s h b a c k//

"Come on, Matthew!"You called, waving at your friend.
He runs up to you, embracing you in a hug.
You hug back, but soon he separates the hug, his 5 year old self staring at you."It's Matt!"
You giggle."Whatever, Matthew! Come on now, I want to play!"

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"I'm going to space!"
You smile at him."Yeah, you made it!"
You hugged your knees to your chest, looking up at the starry night sky."Y'know, you're gonna need to bring me some pictures!"
He smiles."Yeah, I will."

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You looked at the tv screen, and the familiar faces in it.
Another status update?No, doesn't seem like it.
You turn up the volume, and drop your mug at what you hear.
"...Are all assumed dead."