Being a teen is a hard task in itself but when you pair that up with mental illnesses, society's harsh exceptations, and the need to discover oneself; you're in for a big ride. When given a chance at fixing their issues, six teens discover that the bad, bad world has more than one trick up its little sleeve when they find that they're not alone after all. Lance struggles with the weight of his father's words that force him to become something he despises most in the world. Keith finds himself trapped in the shadow of his past as he struggles to stay standing while his liver shuts down. Allura can't seem to find the courage to hide the bruises that show up on her skin like a tragic work of art. Shiro smiles to hide the pain that eats away at his mind in his every waking hour, haunted by the monsters of his past and future. Hunk fights the feeling of fear when he steps into the world after a traumatic experience. Katie wonders when the world will understand what it means to truly be yourself. ★★★★★★★ UPDATE SCHEDULE: This story has been discontinued due to personal reasons and reasons that have been listed in a chapter. Sorry for the inconvenience but thank you for taking time out of your day by reading the story :) SPECIAL NOTES: -ADAM IS IN THIS. CHAPTER 49 through THE END OF THIS STORY. "SLOWBURN" MEANS NOTHING WILL BE AUTOMATIC SO DONT BE UPSET HE ISN'T AT THE START. -All art and characters belong to their respective owners. -No hate/harassing in the comments. I do check every comment that shows up in my notifications. -BE mindful of everyone's experiences in the comments while reading and do not invalidate other's experiences. -Enjoy :)

Lance is fed up. In all his years, he has only known life inside the Castle of Lions. As he described it, a prison cell disguised as an extravagant home for the royal. He longs to get away, but his newly crowned sister, Allura, won't have it. So, against her younger brother's wishes, she hires a bodyguard to keep him 'safe' inside the castle. But, the new guard turns out to be... odd. Not quite Altean, not quite Galran. Compared to Lance and the rest of the empire, one could say Keith has many strange differences. *** "So..." Allura continued, clearing her throat. Her neck likely aced from looking up for so long. "I know you're not going to like this news, but... It's for the kingdom's best... It's for your best. If something ever happens to me-" "Yeah, yeah. I'll have to step up as king." Lance mumbled. He just wanted to be done with this conversation. Whatever bad news Allura was about to tell him, he didn't even care. His life sucked. How could she possibly make it suck any more? "I've hired a bodyguard." Lance nearly tipped off the wall. He was wrong before. There was a way to make Lance's life suck more! "W-what!" He spat, throwing his arms out to his sides to keep balance. "You did what now?" *** Cover art credited to: feradoodles.tumblr.com Altea Dictionary: TICK: second DOBASH: minute VARGA: hour QUINTENT: day QUIZNAK: Altean curse word GROGGERIES: currency TELUDAV: a device which uses scaultrite from the Weblum to create wormholes. SLOVEN-DAY-HO: gone WAZN: the Altean star (not cannon) PURPLE JUNIBERRY: a type of Altean flower ALTEANS: Altea inhabitants GALRA: Lord Zarkon's race which fought against the Alteans

*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

Hey, This can't be real. But what is real? I don't know... the white walls of this hospital seem realer than the vibrant worlds I've visited... inside a flying lion. That does look a lot dumber in writing. Good, I'm glad I'm insane, it's so much more convenient to be insane than to be stressed about my team not being able to form Voltron without me. There is no Voltron. There is no paladins. There is no Zarkon. There is no Voltron. There is no paladins. There is no Zarkon. There is no Voltron. There is no paladins. There is no Zarkon. (Cover art: Klanceshipper06 on tumblr (I think???))