(A/n: Hey guys! I'm not good at this... x reader type of stuff but I'll try my best at it.)
Photo credit to: gumballbitch
Basic key
Y/n= Your name
F/c= favorite color
Stasrted writing: February 26th, 2018
My family (Keith) was visiting King Zarkon's for dinner that night. Sure, a war was going on, but still, I was not going to let an opportunity of food go to waste. My brother hesitated to accept the invitation, but being only a year older than me, he didn't really have a choice. One of the Galra generals led us to the dining room which was accompanied by Honerva, Zarkon, and . . .
"Why do you look like a walking L'oreal commercial?" I spat out.
"Y/n! We don't say things like that to people- er, aliens!" my brother scolded me, nudging my shoulder.
"What's . . . L'oreal?" asked the small, purple child.
"It's something from Earth. Uncle Shiro used to always talk about it," I explained as I rubbed the shoulder my brother had elbowed.
~
After feasting upon different alien cuisines, Honerva had let Keith look at the weapons while Zarkon had retired to his room. The purple kid and I were left alone in the living room with nothing to talk about.
"What's your name?"
"Lotor,"
"Y/n,"
For about half an hour Lotor and I talked about swords and our dreams. When Keith walked into the room, he said, "Kay, Y/n, time to leave. The pod's waiting for us."
"Okay . . ." I turned to look at Lotor one last time. "WAIT! I want to give you something, Lotor!" Grabbing the backpack I brought with me, I gave him a journal.
"What is this? A book?"
"It's a magical journal. Whenever you write in it, it'll transfer over to mine and we can write to each other!" I explained as I pulled out a f/c journal.
"Thanks! I'll make sure to write every single day!" said Lotor as he hugged me lightly. I smiled and left with holding my brother's right hand.
~
Present Day
"Tsk, write everyday, my ass." He hasn't ever wrote to me at all over the past 10 years. Not even later that night when we first met. I threw the journal across my room and dumped my head into my hands.
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Decade {Lotor X Reader}
Random*SHE/HER PRONOUNS USED. IF NOT WANTING TO USE THOSE PRONOUNS, PLEASE CHANGE INSIDE YOUR HEAD* DON'T READ IF YOU HAVEN'T FINISHED/SEEN SEASON 5 YET. Y/n is a a Galra and human halfbreed, Keith's 'sister', and when she was only 8 years old, she had me...
