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For all fans of voltron

This is a message for everyone

After season 7 I will also leave the fandom .... but not for the reasons that you believe.

You want to stop watching the show because Klance is not canon ?! Because Axca could have a crush for keith ?! Because a character you liked without really knowing him is dead?!?!

Voltron Legendary Defender tells the story of teenagers and young adults discovering space lions and engaging in a war against aliens seeking to conquer the galaxy

This is not the FUCKING Love Story of Lance and Keith: The Serie !!

I understand that you can be disappointed but if on 13 epic episodes you remember only the elements mentioned above and that you go away because of that....

First, it's not you who decide the rest of the events of the show and then ... well ... GO AWAY !!! It will be good for everyone and Voltron deserves better as fans than aggressive idiots who are never happy of what they are given and whose only purpose is to see their ship become canon.

I'm sorry if I hurt more than one but some people should really question themselves (I'm talking to you) ... are you really REAL fans, I do not have the impression and if you want to leave like me, do it, but grow up and stop driving like spoiled rotten kids!

Dreamworks has brought you a great science fiction serie, BEAUTIFUL in the form, with endearing and intricate characters, epic battles, moving and funny moments, an eventful storyline and even a confirmed Lgbt couple for everyone to relate to... ( on 7 important characters ( paladins, coran and allura) one is canonically gay which is more than 14% of the group: it is perfectly realistic, not worth to imagine that all the characters are gay it would not have neither sense nor logic )...

..... and you are not happy, WORST you only see the evil and criticize it constantly.

Voltron owes you nothing and you are just ungrateful and aggressive towards the serie, the doublers, the staff and dreamworks that made you dream ...

I do not understand....

Narti Week 2017 - Day 3: Memories

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The earliest memory Narti had was far from pleasant.

A voice belonging to a woman ,who she would later learn was Grand Witch Haggar, was scolding her. For what, the female Galra could not remember. She did, however, remember being struck.

Blood flowing from her face.

She had been so young then. Unable and unused to living in a world without sight and speech. Terrified of the handicaps she had, seemingly, been born with.

The Witch used that to her advantage.

Narti remembered the nails on that horrid woman's gnarled hands. Filed like serrated knives, those nails had pressed into Narti's young face. Nearly, but not quite, drawing blood as the Witch pulled their heads close together  The smell of rot on the Witch too strong for Narti's heightened sense of smell, and the girl gagged. Desperate for cleaner air.

Unintentionally pushing the nails deeper into her skin.

“Little Beast!” The Grand Witch had hissed. Her scent like toxin and metal. The female Galra frantic to get away from the warm, rotten breath and sharp hands, but much too frightened to even move.

Much less run.

“Never forget you cost your mother her life, you wretched thing! You killed the only creature who could ever love you. Remember that the next time you dare disobey.”

Narti could only do as she was told.

She remembered.

Narti Week 2017 - Day 2: Colors

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She had never known color.

Never known in what hues the world was drowned in. She could smell it, in the pigments and chemicals used to make up certain colors, but Narti had never known them.

She never would.

Though sometimes, very rarely, the female General would, somehow, receive the slightest hint of color. A sort of smoke that would curl around her shoulders and through her fingers. It was a warm, happy sort of color.

And she loved it.

But it never lasted.

Narti Week 2017 - Day 1: Ladies’ Night

(Quick note that most of these will be related to ‘Golden Madness’ in one way or another. Hope you enjoy!)

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Ezor's hand was cold against her own.

The bubbly female General had never been afraid to touch her, despite the destructive potential of her magic. And while Narti would've preferred staying in, she allowed Ezor to pull her to her feet for a night of festivities.

Denying the happy trilling of her heart.