O garoto azul. O garoto azul cheirava a lágrimas. O garoto azul fracassava. O garoto azul poderia tentar mais. O garoto azul deveria ser como o garoto vermelho. Pois o garoto vermelho, O garoto vermelho cheirava a rosas vermelhas. O garoto vermelho sucedia. O garoto vermelho era perfeito. E o garoto azul devia ser como o garoto vermelho. Mas o garoto azul não queria ser como o garoto vermelho. E o garoto vermelho Ele queria o garoto azul. Capa por: youngtragedy

Depois de uma missão fracassada, sua vontade de viver persiste e com isso ele vira um fantasma e descobre inúmeras coisas que antes estavam ocultas

"You can't love someone unless you love yourself first. Bullshit... I've never loved myself, but you; oh, God... I love you so much..." Or The one where Lance is depressed and has everyone trying to help him. Klance because we need that gay shit Season 3 spoilers. *Trigger warning* -anxiety attacks/panic attacks -cutting -suicide attempt

NOTICE: I do not own rights for characters or the universe of Voltron Legendary Defender (or any other fandom that may show up in this book). All rights go to their respective owners. I'm so sorry. ⭐ = author's favorite Has some strong language and TRIGGERING TOPICS. Topics such as: -suicide -self harm -depression -anxiety -mental disorders -verbal and physical abuse -other bad things. I will do my best to remember to include a TW at the beginning of any chapter that has any of this, but if I don't, remind me if you can :) NOTE: DEPRESSION AND MENTAL HEALTH ARE SERIOUS ISSUES AND SHOULD NOT BE ROMANTICIZED. I am not trying to make light/make fun of mental health issues or those with mental health issues with this book. It is meant for entertainment purposes ONLY. (Also I have depression and social anxiety so it's really not trying to make fun of anyone, that'd be pretty shitty)

What happens when a part of Voltron, a paladin to be exact, is taken hostage by the Galra Empire? Would Voltron search far and wide for their missing piece, or would he simply be remembered as a fever dream? Would your family search for you? Or would they abandon you..? Warnings: I'm not a usual writer! I'm not afraid to torture, hurt, or kill any character. Read all the way through the book, trust me, it'll be worth it.

Written in 2017

It wasn't the room itself that was bothering him, It was the lack of people within it. A series of non-related Lance angst! We're sorry.

Keith panicked when he heard Lance's strained voice and then panicked even more when he heard nothing else.. "LANCE!?" Everyone else began shouting too. "Lance! Can you hear me?!" Shiro "Are you Okay?!" Pidge "Stay with us buddy!!" Hunk Klance One - Shot

Mainly about my favorite Angsty Paladin, Lance, but will have other short stories about things that come to mind. They can be funny or not. Be prepared. (A lot of Langst!)(It also will not follow the plot to a T with the show. I have other ideas and some may and some won't so it all just depends.)

Lance sabia que queria fazer com que aquilo fosse uma grande coisa, afinal, era algo importante, ou ele julgava que era e esperava que Keith concordasse. Mas agora que o grande dia que havia planejado havia chegado, ele se via com as luvas de keith nas mãos e o coração na boca quando seu lider estava na sua frente o olhando sem acreditar. - Eu... peguei isso antes do castelo explodir. Eu não... achei sua jaqueta, mas eu peguei as luvas. Então... toma seu acessório de emo de volta. - Disse nervoso e sentiu Keith pegar as uvas de sua mão. - Parecem novas... - Observou e Lance ergueu o olhar, o vendo analisar e acariciar as luvas como se fossem algo precioso.