#voltron legendary defender AU

[shadowfreak98]

Bc Neji keeps nagging me, I am trying to fill my queue 7w7

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Voltron Legendary Defender AU: Amity (Green Lion)

Amity was always the brightest in the family with her brother and nibling, she was always caring and thoughtful to others. Hell, she went out of her way help her classmates studied. She was still the most worrying sister to her two older siblings. Hence why she gave her good luck charms to her siblings when they took part of a mission in space with some others. But when the intermission between them was gone, Amity was surging to find out answers. But she wasn’t allowed on the school since she was the sister to a few missing people on that ship.

With a determined will, she changed her appearance subtly and entered the school with the guise of “Yuiia” to enroll. She was constantly seen by Isabelle and Drew at the roof top to get access to finding her missing siblings. She knows they are out there. She just wants to find them. She spends nights making an intercom radio device to communicate with any lost signal. Or find anything to lead to them. Amity vowed she will find them. She was very stubborn and tough hearted, making her the wisest teammate on the board. But she can come off too emotional when it involves people she care for get hurt. Which is why she partnered alone to do her quests. She didn’t mean to get anyone else involved with her mess. But I guess she didn’t add to see some going off the railings but she still wonders if they are all okay.

What she never expected was what was coming to her future

@adrianasunderworld @mangacupcake @writing-heiress @the-weirdos-mind @skboba-stars @nproduction626 @rose-tea-and-strawberries @anxious-twisted-vampire @yukii0nna @achy-boo @abyssthing198 @zexal-club @liviavanrouge

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Red, White and Royal Blue AU (Klance)

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Based on the novel and film of the same name.

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Keith Kogane, the First Son of the president of the United States and his rivalry with the young prince, Lance Charles McClain.

After causing a major uproar at the older Prince's Brother's wedding, the two are forced to avoid a National incident by up-playing their non existent friendship with a goodwill visit to Cuba.

Their rivalry soon turns into a forced friendship and then blossoms into something even more. The two try to keep their relationship a secret despite their highly public lives amid his mother's re-election campaign as the first female President.

[the-weirdos-mind]

The Old Paladins

The former Paladins of the Lions. They were a strong group of people who fought against many enemies. Sadly many of them met their demise against Chernabog.

Black: Sora

Bayard Weapon: Keyblade

The former Paladin of the Black Lion was a leader with a strong and caring heart. He was a good friend to Donald and Goofy and continued being their friend after being chosen by Black. As a leader, he heard out everyone’s opinions and did what was best for the team. At times he could get impatient in battle. He was betrayed by the Red Paladin and fought him after Yellow was killed. Before dying he uttered that he forgives them.

Red: Dante Grimore

Bayard Weapon: Twin Daggers

The former Paladin of the Red Lion is a force to be reckoned with in battle. He showed little to no mercy against his foes, while his leader would. He was enthusiastic and genuinely cared about the universe as his role at first but it became dull. He got orders from his father, Chernabog to kill them or do what was best. He decided to betray them. He and Sora fought hard but eventually he killed him, and turned his Lion over to his father with his own.

Green: Max Goof

Bayard Weapon: Rifle

The former Paladin the Green Lion was the only son of Goofy. His father would gladly pronounce how proud he was of his son, making him incredibly embarrassed. He was taking risks in battle while keeping a calm head. His tactics had proven to safe his comrades lives time and time again. Unfortunately he was killed by Dante’s betrayal. He was stabbed in the chest by one of his daggers as he was running to his Lion to save everyone. Before he died, he told Green to flee, and that’s what they did.

Yellow: Kairi

Bayard Weapon: Bow and Arrow

The former Paladin of the Yellow Lion was the sweetest girl around. She was always telling her fellow Paladins to get rest when needed and befriending the locals on the planets they visited. Everyone could see there was something between her and Sora. When in battle, she would do anything she could do to protect her friends. Sadly she met a horrible end by Dante’s hand. She was shot by a Demon soldier in front of Sora. He held her as she died a slow and painful death.

Blue: Darling Crowley

Bayard Weapon: Swords

The former Paladin of the Blue Lion is a cunning and caring girl. She worked hard as her role of Paladin. Her father Dire, was extremely proud of his daughter. When it came to battle, she was good at it. When Dante betrayed the others, she was quick to escape in Blue after seeing her comrades die. She fled to Earth and hid Blue in a spot she deemed secure. She disguised herself as a human and left clues, puzzles and scrambles for the rest of the universe to find her location. She got a job as a pilot team at Black Pearl and taught the cadets how to fly spacecraft. Thirty years after her disappearance she was discovered by the new Paladins and teaches them.

Dante belongs to @writing-heiress

Darling belongs to @marrondrawsalot

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Keith: Trying to throw hands with a tiny little alien.

Midianna and Lance:

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Voltron Legendary Defender Fanfiction

 Hilos de Telar

Especial 02: Pecado de Sangre

Esp 02. 00

Ubicación: Segunda temporada, entre capítulo 8 y 9

 Keith estaba perdido… más que nunca en su vida. Jamás se había sentido así, ni siquiera cuando su padre murió o cuando se enteró de la desaparición de Shiro.

Esto era diferente.

��l era diferente… al menos ahora… o siempre lo fue.

No estaba seguro y mucho menos sabía cómo, pero no quedaba duda… Keith era galra. O al menos una parte de él lo era.

Tenía unas pocas horas de haber regresado de la base secreta de los rebeldes “las espadas de Marmora”, pero para él, se sentía como si hubiera sido una eternidad. En aquel lugar no solo había descubierto nuevos aliados en contra del imperio opresor de Zarkon, sino que también, un gran secreto sobre sí mismo. Uno que su padre le ocultó toda su vida.

A Keith le costó asimilarlo y siguió en una especie de negación que le provocó dolor de cabeza; pero lo peor fue cuando intentaron sanar sus heridas en la enfermería y el resto de los paladines, la princesa y Coran descubrieron la terrible verdad.

La reacción de la princesa fue inmediata, lo que desanimó a Keith a quedarse a averiguar cuál sería la de sus compañeros. Las siguientes horas se mantuvo resguardado y ocultó en uno de los tantos observatorios solitarios del castillo de los leones, ignorando sus heridas y mascullando sus pensamientos.

Lo único que deseaba era estar solo.

Pero alguien, tenía otra idea.

–¿En serio te ocultaste en un cuarto oscuro? Así o más depresivo tienes que ser, hombre –la inconfundible voz de Lance denotó su entrada en la oscura habitación, solo alumbrada por el brillo de las estrellas del otro lado del cristal de observatorio.

–¿Qué haces aquí? –le preguntó Keith de mala gana.

–Tratando de no caerme en la oscuridad –objetó el paladín azul caminado exageradamente por la habitación como si fuera a toparse con algún obstáculo oculto –. ¿Qué otra cosa parece?

–¡Lance!

–¿Qué?

Keith soltó un bufido en desesperación.

–Es inútil contigo.

–Yo podría decir lo mismo –respondió el otro paladín plantándose tajantemente frente a su compañero –. Eres tan obvio en ocasiones ¿Cómo crees que pude encontrarte tan fácil?

–Bien, lo hiciste –soltó Keith con fastidio dándole la espalda –. ¿Ahora me puedes dejar en solo?

–¿Qué sería lo divertido de ello? –respondió el otro con tono más jovial.

Su actitud y voz no ayudaban en nada las emociones de Keith en ese momento, su necesidad de sufrimiento se sentía obsoleta e ignorada. ¿Qué esperaba de Lance después de todo? Él no tenía ni idea de lo que ocurría por su cabeza en esos momentos. ¿Cómo podría saberlo?

–¡¿Qué demonios quieres de mí?! –le soltó finalmente el paladín rojo furioso. Su voz retumbo con fuerza por toda la solitaria habitación. Pero a pesar de las sombras que reinaban en cuarto, Keith pudo ver y temer que su rabieta no causó el menor efecto en la postura de Lance.

–Primero –dijo éste con las manos en su cintura –, necesitó que dejes tu patética rutina de lobo solitario incomprendido. Y tal vez podamos hablar del asunto.

–No hay nada de qué hablar.

–Obviamente sí –lo contradijo Lance –, si te escondes a solas en una sala sumergido en la oscuridad de tu depresión.

–¿A ti qué te importa?

–¿Qué me importa? ¿Qué porqué me importa? –soltó el otro indignado –. ¿Por qué me debe importar que si actúas como un llorón…?

–¡Lance!

–¡¿Cuándo quiznak vas a entender que ya no eres solo tú?! –bramó el paladín azul tan fuerte como lo había hecho Keith.

Fue como un puñetazo directo al rostro, o al menos así lo sintió el paladín rojo. Keith no pudo evitar dar un paso atrás ante la mirada penetrante y decidida de Lance. Por un breve segundo, se sintió indefenso.

–Eres parte de un equipo con una misión importante, y aún más… –dijo Lance – eres importante para nosotros.

Tal vez era Lance quien hacía tal confesión, pero Keith no pudo evitar ser el que sonrojara. Su compañero no solo había acertado en llamarlo lobo solitario, sino que fácilmente lo había leído y dado cuenta que Keith solo había pensado solo en su propio predicamento y en la opinión que podían tener los otros de él; no en como realmente les afectaba a los demás su situación o como su sufrimiento, era su sufrimiento también.

Todos esos sentimientos estaban escritos en el rostro de Lance.

Voltron les había enseñado a los paladines a trabajar en equipo, ser parte de algo más grande, y su relación con sus compañeros lo esencial que eran los unos a los otros, en todos los aspectos.  

–¿Qué bien puede hacer un galra al equipo Voltron? –pero Keith no podía evitar preguntarse eso.

–Ese es el problema –soltó Lance captando toda la atención del paladín rojo –, que piensas que nos importa que eres.

–¡¿Qué?! –bramó Keith sin poder creerlo en un principio, pero poco a poco comenzó a molestarse –: ¡No puedes simplemente fingir que no te afecta! Vistes la reacción de Allura y Coran…

–No puedo hablar por ellos –dijo Lance con una calma que dejaba atónito. ¿Qué había pasado con el inseguro y pretencioso paladín azul? –, pero igualmente no puedes asumir que pienso igual. No me importa.

¿Cuándo se habían invertido los papeles?

–¿Qué?

–¡Qué me importa un quiznak si eres parte galra o no! –gritó Lance a todo pulmón como si quisiera que lo escuchara todo el castillo. Dio un paso hacia adelante y enfrentó a Keith cara a cara –. No importe el origen que tengas, eso no te define.

Ahí estaba. Keith completamente boquiabierto ante las palabras casi agresivas de su compañero paladín. Tal vez el tono molesto ayudaba a volverlas más creíbles.

–Son palabras muy sabias –comentó Keith –, incluso para ti.

–Gracias, son de mi mamá –dijo Lance airoso, pero pronto entendiendo un subtexto inexistente, por lo que agregó un indignado –: ¡Oye!

Keith no pudo evitar sonreír. Lance soltó una carcajada, y curiosamente le pareció al paladín rojo lo más armonioso que había escuchado en su vida. Y antes de que pudiera reaccionar o hacer algo al respecto, Lance tomó con sus manos las mejillas de Keith y le planto un casto beso en la frente.

–Si realmente no quieres hablar ahora, de acuerdo –soltó Lance encogiendo los hombros y luciendo satisfecho consigo mismo –, pero recuerda que estoy ahí para escucharte.

Keith no pudo más que asentir con la cabeza y sonreírle por igual en lo que Lance lo dejo ir, se dio media vuelta y se dirigió a la puerta. Ya no se sentía tan solo como antes, incluso la habitación oscura comenzaba a parecerle claustrofóbica.

Lance se detuvo en la puerta y se volvió levemente para agregar:

–Y eso no cambia lo que siento, para mí sigues siendo el mismo Keith.

–Gracias –respondió el otro.

–El mismo petulante, creído que se cree el mejor piloto del universo.

–¡Lance!  

–Regresa a la enfermería, tonto.

                          .....o.o.o.o.O.O.O.O.0.0.0.O.O.O.O.o.o.o.....

  Hola a todos.

Tenía mucho tiempo sin sacar un capítulo nuevo, y eso debe principalmente a que mi vida a tenido varios cambios que no me han permitido mantenerme tan activa como solía serlo. Esto se debe principalmente a mi trabajo, condiciones de salud, problemas personales y familiares. Además, se vienen cambios grandes e importantes en mi vida que han tomado mayor prioridad.

Sé que eso ha afectado mi capacidad de escribir y dibujar, así como el tiempo que dedico a ello. Además de mis participaciones, comentarios y otros. Esto no quiere decir que esto vaya a cambiar o mejorar o sea solo temporal, porque lo que tengo previsto a futuro a mi vida será aún más importante que esto. No dejare de escribir y dibujar, así como compartirlo en internet, pero definitivamente dejara de ser prioridad.

Lamento mucho el inconveniente, pero quería ser sincera sobre la falta de frecuencia en mi contenido. Espero que eso lo deje claro y gracias por lo compresión.

Y disfruten la nueva aventura.

Saludos

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Love Bug au

pt2

[w1ck2drawz]

hey guys do you wanna hear me yap about my Sonadow x Klance au because I have things to say

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klance redesign :33

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Witches ✨

[shadowfreak98]

Here’s some old VLD OC AU art for pride uwu

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ok hear me out guys-

[bleepzip]

she’s a super graphic ultra modern girl btw

[the-weirdos-mind]

Voltron Legendary AU Masterlist

When an old friend comes back after being missing for years after disappearing from a space mission with two other people, five girls become the soldiers who wield large space lions who form a giant robot when combined. Voltron.

The Paladins

Black Lion: Estella Garcia

Red Lion: Freya Grimore

Green Lion: Yuui

Yellow Lion: Isabelle Rosa

Blue Lion: Drew/Drusilla

Disney Inhabits

King Mickey

Queen Minnie

Knight Donald

Knight Goofy

Lady in Waiting Daisy

Royal Dog Pluto

Allies

Minako Sakamaki

Anthony Anurak

Enemies

The Demons

Heartslabyul

Savanaclaw

Octavinelle

Scarabia

Pomifore

Ignihyde

Diasomnia

Lore

The Fallen Planet of Disney

Quintessence

The Old Paladins

Tags: @adrianasunderworld @mangacupcake @writing-heiress @marrondrawsalot @anxious-twisted-vampire @abyssthing198

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The Catalyst of War (The Revival of Voltron)

Chapter 2 is out now. Enjoy.

[jiveyuncle]

Keith cringes at the hiss of the bedroom door sliding open and the unforgiving hall light racing in to fill the darkness. Still, Lance doesn't stir from where he lays sprawled out across the mattress, hair mussed in the pillow and foot hanging off the edge. Keith feels a twinge of guilt at encroaching on his space as he slides his jacket off to hang on the coat rack next to Lance's.

It's not that Keith isn't welcome here - he knows he is. This little back and forth pattern of theirs has been going on long enough that these motions should be as easy as sliding into his own bed, but it's not. Instead, it makes his heart ache just that little bit more, makes the pit of his stomach open up to swallow his insides and leave him feeling empty even as Lance pushes into his space each time to fill it. Because the problem is Lance is comfortable with Keith. He's comfortable with Keith because he is comfortable with everyone. It's who Lance is. Inviting. Open. Caring. He gives himself freely. And after the first few times of bumping into each other wandering the ship in the middle of the night in hopes of exhausting themselves into sleep, then actually falling asleep on the common room couch next to each other only to wake up with achy necks, Lance started boldly dragging Keith to bed and holding him in place to prevent him from wandering until morning.

“There's no way I'm letting you in bed with your shoes on.” Lance mumbles. A precautionary hand appears from under the sheets and flops down over the blanket to ward off any attempts to climb under them.

Keith lets out a huff of air that's just light enough to be considered a laugh. “I was going to kick them off.”

“No, no. We're civilized. Put them away.” The hand guarding the covers lifts and shoos him towards the wardrobe before dropping lazily.

“I wake up before you. You won't even see them.” Keith argues even as he crosses the room to oblige. The cabinet to the wardrobe cries out in protest as he opens it, and Keith winces, yet again, at any sound that disturbs the peaceful quiet. He makes a mental note to bug Hunk for some oil to grease the noisy hinges. If he's going to start putting his shoes in here, it's going to need to be quieter.

“I tripped over them when I got up to piss last time.”

Keith smiles to himself as he slinks back over, Lance already peeling the sheets back to invite him in. Keith slides down into the space to lie on his back and has to fight the urge to swallow hard when Lance's arm lowers down with the covers over his chest and never draws back away. “You're awake?” he says instead.

Lance hums quietly. “Brain won't shut off. The usual stuff. I was actually thinking about heading your way before you showed up.” Lance peeks an eye open, squinting through the exhaustion in the dim light. “You came in day clothes.”

“Walked a couple laps around the ship first. Didn’t know I was coming over.”

Lance lifts his chin in the hint of a nod before letting his eye fall back shut. “Glad I waited, then.” His fingers tug lightly near the collar of Keith's shirt, fiddling with the fabric in the mindless way he does with anything he can get his hands on - sometimes it's a leaf plucked from foliage as they trek through forested pathways, sometimes it's a pen spinning endlessly between his fingers during long diplomatic negotiations, sometimes it's a spoon that never settles back on his plate even an hour after he's taken his last bite and the conversation is flowing, and other times it's Keith’s shirt or hair or fingers at 3am when neither of them can sleep and whatever tension that is sustained in the daylight slips away.

And, as always, it sends a mixture of unwanted hope and desire through Keith's veins that quickly burns away to leave guilt in its destructive wake.

This habit. This closeness.

It means something different to each of them, and it's getting harder and harder for Keith's heart to remember that.

Keith reaches up to still the moving fingers on his chest, but Lance's unquestioning thumb seamlessly, innocently, agonizingly slips up along the side of his hand to trace over his knuckles instead.

Keith controls his next exhale and tries to ignore the gentle movement, but his mind can’t help supplying a word with each tender pass of a thumb: maybe.

Maybe.

Maybe there’s a chance. Maybe these things don't mean something quite so different to Lance. Maybe, if Keith offers a hand, then warm fingers will be there to take it.

Maybe.

He doesn't move again until Lance's breaths deepen and the soft brushes eventually slow to a stop.

When Keith rises in the morning, he bypasses the squeaky wardrobe, tugs on his jacket, and slides out into the hallway with only his socks to fight off the chill of the castleship floors from seeping into his feet. The warmth of a decision burns in his ribs as Keith settles into his lion 20 minutes later to start the early journey out to pick up a member of the Blade. Red senses the change, and a growl of approval rumbles through their bond, deep and affectionate and proud.

Keith’s mouth twitches up at the corner. He sends back his appreciation.

Dead Keith/Red Paladin Lance AU (Part 4/?)

Too bad he came to that decision a little late. Now, he’s kinda stuck not wanting to initiate something that he can no longer start.

Excited for y’all to spot where little nods to this snippet pop up in future chapters.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

You can now read this on AO3 as:

Empty Spaces You Left Behind