"HE'S GALRA! YOU CAN'T BE SERIOUS, LANCE!" exclaimed Allura. "I'm serious as all hell, princess." replied Lance, turning towards Keith. "I don't care whether he's Galra, or not." {NOTE: Will contain some language.}

*this story was written by Gibslythe on ao3* "Two whole months of free laundry in exchange for two weeks of being my fake boyfriend. Deal?" Keith hesitated for a moment. Was this really worth it? Hardly. Lance was an asshole, and he wasn't sure what fake dating would entail. But, free laundry was free laundry, right? "Alright, it's a deal." Or: Lance makes the mistake of telling his Mom he has a boyfriend coming home with him for Christmas. Keith makes the mistake of agreeing to be Lance's 'fake boyfriend'. This is actually the best fic I've ever read. It emotionally destroyed me and then put me back together only to kill me again. Read on ao3 : http://archiveofourown.org/works/7454385

~Completed, 2017~<<Under construction>> ~Ranked #2 Gaysinspace~ ❗️Warning❗️ Contains Cutting and depression. Do not read if you are easily sad,depressed, or anything like that. ~~~~ Cutting. Lance had heard of it before. It had crossed his mind a lot, while his father brutally beat him up, and his mother spent time away, saying it's for the best. "Lance?" Keith asked, looking at his friend as he read the poster. "I have to go to the bathroom" Lance laughed falsely, but it seemed real. Keith nodded, and Lance zoomed to the bathroom. He pulled out a razor blade, which he kept with him, and gently set it on his skin, his mind spinning.~ (I don't own any characters! The belong to DREAMWORKS)