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A dark corner (Langst) by ToicixIris
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I slid down the wall, falling to my knees I put my hands over my face as I cried salty tears, I wiped my eyes dry with my sleeve and stood up. ---------------------------------- Lance was the blue paladin he had a very big role but what would happen if he suddenly snapped, what would a certain someone do to help him overcome the overpowering sadness this boy was going through for a long time, would the shadow ever leave him? Read to find out! ⚠warning⚠ - self-harm - suicidal thoughts - cursing - and altogether very sad until the end
Elemental (Voltron Fanfiction) by Thorn_of_life
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Lance has been chosen to wield the tear of the goddess, a gem that gives him the ability to wield water and ice. Will he and the other Paladins gain the other four gems, or will Lotor finally gain the key to defeat Voltron? KLANCECUZWENEEDTHATGAYSHIT
One Thousand and One Nights by Michelle_Hazen
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One new touch, every night...
The Loner and the Prep (bxb) by ShardedGlass
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Watson Young has always been a bright kid, no one could deny that, but even the most intelligent people can make the dumbest mistakes. Keep the dumbest secrets hidden. Watson was rather good at that, considering that no one knows about the stuff he deals with at home. Elijah Andrews, one of the wealthiest kids in the school, but doesn't necessarily describe Elijah, no, that describes his financial state. Elijah's not stupid, he knows his friends are pretty fake, seen the drooling stare with money in their eyes, blinding them from seeing Elijah as something more than walking money. Elijah had a busy schedule, which was probably why he never noticed Watson, the small cello player in the school's orchestra. He never saw the guy who sat in the back of his classes, never speaking a word to everyone. But neither did anyone else, if they had, maybe they would have noticed the bruises covering Watson's arms from a mixture of bullies and his drunken father. What happens when the school's wealthiest attendee notices the quiet cello playing boy with too many unexplainable bruises?