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Here's the preview of "Dragon Heart" that I said I would post. This is the only part of the Voltron crew I have written so far. I hope I have every one written correctly as how they are.

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“How is a person the Heart of Voltron?!” Pidge, the shortest and youngest in the room, asked the Princess of Altea, Allura.

Allura looked at them and she held a positive expression compared to earlier expressing her sorrow for the family and civilization she just found out is dead. But of course she couldn’t let herself mourn just yet, there are things in the way currently that won’t allow her to do that. Assigning everyone's roles in the team they must form to perform their duties to protect but she was missing one person. Voltron needs five paladins and a Dracaneon of a specific lineage, specifically born with the ability to fulfill the duty for Voltron.

“Our last Dragon Heart is from Planet Dracaena a species that are known for their magic and dragons-” Before she could finish she was interrupted by the big one named Hunk choking on some food that her advisor just advised her to eat after their ten thousand deca- phoebe sleep. Allura looked at him worryingly as the same brunette that attempted to flirt with her patted his friend in the back. “Is he okay?” She asked worriedly to Shiro who only shared the same worried look.

“Sorry! But Dragon?!” Hunk blurted out his coughing fit had passed. “Yeah, aren’t dragons a fake animal or something?” Lance’s question followed up.

“Mythical creature.” Pidge corrected which earned a “Same Thing!” from Lance. Perhaps it was but to Pidge they had the better word for it.

Allura understood the creature was foreign to humans but she didn’t know they would be known as fairy tales in their home planet. As far as she’s aware the only dragons in the universe are from Dracaena. “Dracaena is where Dragons are born and raised alongside their riders. It’s extremely common for most Dracaenas to be bonded with a dragon or dragon’s.” Coran her advisor decided to explain for her.

“What about a dragon with no rider?” Keith suddenly asked silent and mostly away from everyone else since they’ve arrived here. Coran pointed his chin out, smoothing his mustache between his index finger and thumb. “Well, that would be considered a dragon free to bond or a wild. Does that answer your question?” Keith just nodded in understanding.

Allura clapped her hands together activating her computer. “We now need to find the new Dragon Heart. Thanks to the help of the previous heart, we'll easily find her. The hard part is convincing her here.” She explained the show of the universe map right in front of them moving it till it stopped on Dracaena. “It’s obvious with Zarkon’s tyranny things have changed a lot, not for the better. Dracaena must be far from the old Dracaena we knew.”

Then a beautiful woman popped up on the screen gaining everyone's attention to who the new Dragon Heart will be. And like Allura said it was easy. “This is the current Empress Khuzaimah of Dracaena '' The princess announced her name.

Keith’s eyes widened at the picture that appeared before them. She looked recognizable to his older sister, the same pale complexion, the same white and shiny locks of hair that was held in a hairstyle that made her look elegant like a real royal that she was supposed to look like. But, it didn’t ‘look’ like his sister. Though everything else was different, what seemed to help him identify her was her expression.

“She's pretty.” Lance whistled, Keith was quick to glare and give him a not-so-soft kick to the leg. “What, Dropout!” Lance glared back at him. They both stopped seeing the warning glare from Shiro.

Keith only let out a scoff and looked back at the hologram picture of the woman. “Keith, you’ll go to Dracaena to bring the Empress here.” Allura said. Lance looked at him skeptical as if doubting he could convince one person, how would he convince an Empress of a nation of dragons. “You? Convince that hottie?” Keith looked at him annoyed. “I can convince her!” Allura had tasked Lance and Hunk to get the Yellow lion and for Shiro and Pidge to get the green lion. Since the red lion is nowhere to be found he’s the only one free to do this. But as much as Lance annoyed him he had a right to be skeptical about him. He’s not good with people, always keeping his walls up to keep them out.

“Uh, Princess, how do I get there? She’s an Empress, so it must be hard to get to her.” Keith asked the princess, he watched as her eyebrows furrowed a bit. “Unlike the two planets, the green and yellow lions residing in Dracaena were the most dangerous out of them. And the princess wasn’t sure how they would treat Keith once he arrived there and she wasn't sure after ten thousand years if they would treat him with aggression or turn him away. Allura was gambling one of her paladins-to-be for the Dragon Heart.

Princess Allura nodded at Coran. “Please show them the Capital.” He nodded a hologram of the Giant palace. “It’s huge!” Hunk commented. Pidge glasses shined as she pushed it up the bridge of her nose. “It’s bigger than the one we are in now.” They commented in Amazement. Coran made a face at them, he looked proud earlier when they were amazed by the castle but perhaps they found something more amazing. He looked deflated now. “The Dracaena Empire is much older than Altea. This is the last dated picture of the capital where the Emperor and Empress reside, it is heavily guarded with guards for both combat and magic users including their Dragon Riders. I am unsure if it’s guarded with Galran too.”

Shiro looked at Keith worryingly, if it is true then it would be unsafe for him to go. Especially if there’s Galra, if he is caught who knows what they’ll do. “Princess, if it is dangerous send me to go-” Shiro volunteered but Keith quickly declined. “You just got out of their hands, you can’t risk going back just for me!” He objected. Even for that reason Shiro wasn't stressed enough about letting his brother-figure out to face that.

And Keith understood the fears his brother may be facing now, it’s been obvious their whole trip here. “I’ll be fine.”

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This is Money Snake. She only appears every 312 years.

If you reblog her picture within the next twenty-five seconds you will have good luck and fortune for the rest of your life.

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xxmiracle · 1 month

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Not sure if anyone remembers but I wrote a Voltron Fanfic (Dragon Heart) a few months ago I only published the prologue I believe. I've rewritten it and currently have chapters 1-3 chapters written so far, just wondering if anybody would be interested in it or if I could release a preview of one of the chapters.

#voltron #voltron legendary defender #voltron x reader #voltron oc #voltron lance #voltron keith #keith kogane #voltron pidge #voltron fanfic #voltron hunk #vld #voltron shiro #voltron allura #voltron coran #krolia #dragon oc #read more #original character

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xxmiracle · 5 months

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PATTERN BANNERS | galaxy.

okey, I love this set so much, I’m so happy with it. I love all things space and stars and galaxy related. I have many colour sets coming so keep an eye out for those ! i really like what i did here ahahahah. 🤍🤍🤍

colours : 001 / 002 / 003 / 004 / 005 / 006 / 007 / 008 / 009

feel free to use; please like, reblog, and credit 〜

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xxmiracle · 6 months

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I wrote this with no research or experience about nose bleeds so I fixed it thanks to @agent-oklahoma comment. If there's any more mistakes please let me know, Thank You :)

~𝐒𝐰𝐚𝐧 𝐔𝐩𝐨𝐧 𝐋𝐞𝐝𝐚~

~𝐏𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐡~

a/n: I'm not sure how this turned out or if I'll continue it. It's an idea I've had for almost a year now, if you like it and want me to continue please tell me.

CW: Smoking, Blood, Probably OOC Characters, Ghost with kids

Word Count: 1.7k

Ghost steps outside taking the spot he claimed himself for his smoke breaks, a quiet spot that drowns as much sound from the training soldiers and moving vehicles. Coming back from a mission meant for him as a lieutenant was a bunch of boring paperwork despite how burnt out he must be. He took pride in doing his job well but he hated the endless boring paperwork that comes when he’s back on base. Lighting up his cigarette he let out an exhausted sigh breathing out a puff of smoke.

He intends to take his spot here as long as he can procrastinate in the paper work. He didn’t care if his Captain or anyone else gave him shit for it. Even so if it was urgent he would know.

Unfortunately he wasn’t alone, past the bush he saw two young boys of different ages guessing from their height. Walking as the older lead with his backpack and the younger followed with his purple cartoon stuffed bunny. He saw their mouths moving while talking but he couldn’t hear them, perhaps some children game. He hasn’t been a boy himself for a long time now. He doesn’t mean to be creepy to stare at the two young boys play, he honestly found amusement seeing the kids play but also on instinct he held his eyes on them especially the lack of supervision they had on base. Ghost could only assume the kids are the sons of a superior from how laid back and freely they walked around the place.

They played freely with one another in childish games such as tag. And perhaps it was just a big brother or sibling thing to do. The older boy took the stuffed bunny out of the little boys’ arms, running away laughing at how much it bothered his brother. Ghost almost felt bad for the poor boy, his big brother clearly had the advantage and he took over that. Though by instinct he worried over the danger of tripping running in dirt and rocks.

The little boy tried to run as fast as his brother but his shorter legs wouldn’t allow him. “James! Slow Down-” The little boy tripped on his own feet falling to the floor, his face getting hit from the impact too.

The older boy, James, came back to check on his brother as he sat on his knees crying, getting to the watchful ears of the man that stood from afar. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean for you to trip.” Ghost could sense the panic that arose in the boys’ face, unsure what to do for his crying brother. He’s seen the look of uncertainty many times on men in his field, just never in young boys.

Whispering a string of curses he ditched his cigarette, pulling his mask down walking past the bush to the crying boy. He’s not sure what opposed him to do this but as the only adult available he guessed it had to be him to help. “Y’re alright, kid.” Pocketing his gloves he picked up the crying boy onto his feet dusting his clothes of any dirt.

“He’s bleeding.” The older kid pointed out. “Shit!” He cursed out he didn’t have anything with him that helped with a bleeding nose and even if he ran to get it the kid will probably get light headed from the blood loss. Feeling small hands tap his forearm, the older kid with his backpack open in his arms, hands him a cloth to take.

Now sitting on the steps of the building the Lieutenant held the cloth near young boys’ face catching any blood that fell instructing him to keep his head tilted forward to keep the blood from the esophagus. The bleeding wasn’t so bad anymore but the boy did show concern of the blood getting on his shirt. The older boy, James, sat next to his brother asking him if he’s alright every few seconds the little boy could only respond with soft weak hums of response. “Can you hold it yourself?” The boy responded with a quiet “Yeah”.

“Forward.” He reminded me. “Okay!”

Now they sat in silence for a few moments. “My name’s James. What’s your’s?” James introduced himself by asking the older mans’ name. “Ghost.” He responded. James looked at him curiously. “Why Ghost? You have a skull mask?” He pointed towards his mask. Though Ghost understood the concept of his callsign when he wears a skull mask. Though he found the question more bearable to answer when it’s the kid.

“And I’m Tommy!” The younger boy blurted before he could answer, wiping his nose of blood. “And that’s Bonnie. From Five Nights at Freddy’s.” He pointed to the stuffed bunny sitting between him and Ghost.

Ghost eyes softened a bit at the name, it’s been years since he’s heard of the name. “Yeah, is that a show?” His question seemed to spark an excitement into their faces. “It’s a scary game.” Seeing how the man seemed to atleast to be interested they took turns ranting about a game of where you play as a security guard in a pizzeria where you must survive the night from animatronics.

The older man couldn’t really understand what they were saying as he doesn’t know what “Five nights at Freddy’s” is but from their description of the game it seemed much for kids who look barely ten and possibly four. What things kids enjoy these days are kinda odd, though he felt relaxed at the moment so he didn’t bother to stop the conversation.

Deciding to finish their little rant he would ask the question. “Who’re boys with?”

“Uncle Price.” Now this was surprising; the Captain has nephews.

James held a guilty expression. “I ran away from his office and Thomas wanted to come with me.” He admitted fiddling his two thumbs. “Don’t tell, Please, Dad will get mad at me!” His round eyes begging to Ghost. He looked away for a moment and sighed, patting the kids’ head.

“I won’t tell, kid.” He said, Jame’s face bursted into a smile.

Thomas looked between the two, he stopped wiping his nose when he felt like he wasn’t bleeding. He wiped his nose a few times more just to be sure. “Do we have to go back to Uncle Price’s office? He smells like cigarettes.” The question was innocent but Ghost couldn’t help but let a deep chuckle out when it was so true the old man smelled of cigar most of the time.

Digging into his backpack James’ brought out a juice box. “Thomas, want one?” When he nodded yes he opened the straw of the juice box poking it in the hole before handing it to his brother. “Mister Ghost, want one too? I brought extras.” He looked at James’, his eyes almost pleading him to take the juice box.

“Why not, kid.” Accepting the juice box lets the kid have that same bright smile as he sat back down on his own spot opening his own. Opening the packet the straw was held in he poked the straw into the box lifting up his mask to drink it. He’ll probably call Laswell to take the boys, afraid the smell of cigar from the old man is gonna have the kids running away again.

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“John,”

With a few rings of the ringtone he’d answered the computer’s facetime call revealing the face of Kate Laswell. She didn’t often call him like this so this was sudden, if this was about work he’d expected to get an email to talk about it in person.

“Laswell,”

“Have you read the files yet?” She smiled, earning Price’s suspicion.

“Yes,” He showed the file he’d received from her hours ago. “Though I’m a bit disappointed this is all you can find of her.” He said flipping through the few pages of information he was given, some of it wasn’t even reliable as some still had gaps in between.

“Well she did learn from us.” She chuckled. “Why do you want her whereabouts so bad?” She’d asked. When John came to her for a favor she wasn’t expecting this she didn’t know what he’d wanted with this but she’d did it not because they worked together but also as his friend. Price didn’t answer but he held a complex expression. “Feel guilty.” He’d stayed silent for a moment moving his hand to scratch his beard. “You could say that.” Assuming that was the end of their conversation he was about to end the call.

“Oh John, another thing.” He looked at her puzzled. “Have you lost anything?” All he could do was stare in confusion, raising his brows.

Laswell just chuckled again now he felt like she was messing with him. Like the times she’d call football ‘soccer’ just to annoy him. “Boys, say hi to your uncle.” She showed the camera to the backseat of her car showing the two boys, James and Thomas.

“Hi.”

“Bye,” The boys looked at each other in surprise, Thomas was quick to cover his mouth after blurting the opposite of hello. “I meant hi.”

“What are they doing with you?!” Price looked bewildered at the computer; he swore the kids were fine in the other fine playing with their games. Looking at them they seemed okay except for the dried blood and a small scrape on Thomas' nose. “What the hell happened with his nose?!”

“Ghost called, said he found them outside of the west building. He took care of them till arrived.” She explained she was gonna comment on how stressed out he looked but decided she messed with him enough. “I thought I’d take them out for ice cream and bring them back to you.”

“Yeah, sounds good.” He heard the cheering about ice cream from the boys before he’d ended the call.

Pinching the bridge of his nose he could only brood how’s he’s potentially gotten soft, he’s a fucking captain for fuck’s sakes yet he couldn’t notice two little boys sneaking out of his office. He could blame the tiredness in him but even Laswell it’s something more than that. Those boys are worth more that he won’t even bother getting mad at them for sneaking away, either way he knew their mother would have his head if found out anything happened to them.

Looking at the file almost seemed to confirm that.

______________________________________________________________

NAME: 66

CODENAME: [UNKNOWN]

ALIASES: [REDACTED]

D.O.B: [REDACTED]

GENDER: [UNKNOWN]

NATIONALITY: [UNKNOWN

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xxmiracle · 6 months

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~𝐒𝐰𝐚𝐧 𝐔𝐩𝐨𝐧 𝐋𝐞𝐝𝐚~

~𝐏𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐡~

a/n: I'm not sure how this turned out or if I'll continue it. It's an idea I've had for almost a year now, if you like it and want me to continue please tell me.

CW: Smoking, Blood, Probably OOC Characters, Ghost with kids

Word Count: 1.7k

Summary: Ghost steps out for a smoke break away from his office to be interrupted by two young playing past the bush.

He intends to take his spot here as long as he can procrastinate in the paper work. He didn’t care if his Captain or anyone else gave him shit for it. Even so if it was urgent he would know.

“Forward.” He reminded me. “Okay!”

Deciding to finish their little rant he would ask the question. “Who’re boys with?”

“Uncle Price.” Now this was surprising; the Captain has nephews.

“I won’t tell, kid.” He said, Jame’s face bursted into a smile.

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“John,”

“Laswell,”

“Have you read the files yet?” She smiled, earning Price’s suspicion.

“Oh John, another thing.” He looked at her puzzled. “Have you lost anything?” All he could do was stare in confusion, raising his brows.

“Hi.”

“Bye,” The boys looked at each other in surprise, Thomas was quick to cover his mouth after blurting the opposite of hello. “I meant hi.”

“Yeah, sounds good.” He heard the cheering about ice cream from the boys before he’d ended the call.

Looking at the file almost seemed to confirm that.

______________________________________________________________

NAME: 66

CODENAME: [UNKNOWN]

ALIASES: [REDACTED]

D.O.B: [REDACTED]

GENDER: [UNKNOWN]

NATIONALITY: [UNKNOWN

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