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Toxic Thoughts

all credit for song goes to, Faith Marie

— warnings —

mentions of Depression, cutting, panic attacks, anorexia, insomnia, suicide

Please do not read if any of this triggers you.

#NOTMYSPACEDAD

#NOTMYKURON

☆*:.。. o Lance POV o .。.:*☆

"PALADINS, THE GALRA ARE ATTACKING." Alluras' exclaims loudly through the coms. I heave off my bed, in a hurry to suit up, and head to my lion. As I put my helmet on, I can hear the screams and shouting of the others whom are already in battle.

"WHERES LANCE?"

"PIDGE LOOK OUT!"

"HUNK STICK TO THE PLAN"

"AAAAAAAHHH"

"LANCE, QUIT BEING LAZY AND GET YOUR QUIZNAKING BUT OUT HERE"

I finally make it to battle, we form voltron, beat the Galra. I mentally prepare myself, for the upcoming yelling I'm no doubt going to receive, when we get back to the castle. "Lance, what the quiznak was that?" Allura quizzed stiffly. It took quite a bit of will power to keep my mask from falling, "I can't go out in battle looking terrible can I?" I retorted, Shiro lost it.

"THAT'S NOT AN EXCUSE LANCE!" he shouted, "DO YOU EVEN KNOW HOW THESE PEOPLE FEEL?" he just kept going, I cant't handle it, my mask is slipping. "DO YOU UNDERSTAND WHAT THESE PEOPLE HAVE TO GO THROUGH? THEY LOSE THEIR HOMES, TORTURED, HURT. THEY ARE IN NEED LOOSING COUNTLESS INNOCENT LIVES. WHILE YOU JUST SIT HERE ALL LAZILY DOING MAKEUP?"

my mask is about to fall off, a single tear streaming down my face. I race through the castle towards my room, I close my door, lock it. Rip off my armour and toss it to the ground, revealing faded scars from years of pain scattered across my body. I make a dash for my bathroom desperately trying to find my razor.

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I could see black spots clouding my vision, I rinse off my razor and cuts. Wrap them up, and head towards the training room.

No one knows about this training room, I found it one day while exploring. The walls are soundproof and the room is hidden away. "Commence training level 204" I shout. Twenty bots appear, my bayard forms my generic gun. I shoot down the first two, my bayard turns into the Altean broadsword, I slice the five closest to me. My bayard forms my blaster gun again, and I shoot the seven furthest away from me. I get up close with the next five, and one shot them directly in the stomach. The last robot is charging after me, I wait for the right moment and... bam. The robot falls through the floor and disintegrates.