Hey everyone, This is my first time publishing a fic so I hope it's at least meh level of good. Warning: mentions of racism and depression (they are pretty heavily used subjects in this so if you're sensitive to these its best to not read) Now let's actually try to describe the story... Lance had been feeling down for a while now...but not just down, he felt distant from his team. Coran was the only one who seemed to care but he couldn't keep bothering him. He kept his feelings locked tight...but he never even imagined he'd be dealing with a bunch of racist aliens. Fun. Now let's see how much a depressed pure child, an army of racist aliens, a dramatic backstory and a rock can reveal. (SHOUTOUT TO THE AMAZING KAZOO WHO MADE THE COVER FOR ME. MATE YOU BE A LEGEND @KirishimaAndKazoo Also here's his Instagram if you wanna check out some more of his art. @finnlaearts)

Imagine falling in love, Imagine falling in love and that person doesn't remember you after being gone for a year. "When I come back, it'll all be different!" But now that memory is in the back of his head. Because it is different, and he wants his old Shiro back.

(Summer Camp AU) When the Kogane's and the McClain's are tired of their son's moping around the house, they send their son's to work at Camp Voltron, 300 miles away in Altea, Virginia. The only thing they can imagine being worse than working at camp is seeing each other. WHAT. A. SUPRISE! ;) KLANCE SMUT (Duh.)

What if one mission, Keith and Lance went missing. Shiro knew they basically hated each other, he hoped this mission would have then get along, better team mates. But God was he so wrong.... Cause they never returned, no lions, no Paladins... Nothing... No one... They tried so hard to track down even the lions, but it's like they disappeared... And god knows where... Years, after zarkons defeat of mysterious rebels, so many many years, the Marmora tells the team of Voltron that the galra empire that once fallen has risen again, and more powerful than ever. Who is the ruler now of the empire... Or the rulers... And what happened to the men that they where before..? Complete

LANGST/KLANGST ONE SHOTS Thank you so much for 200k reads!!!! -Shelby ☢️WARNING! SUICIDE MENTION/ACTIONS! TRIGGERING CONTENT! ABUSE! EATING DISORDER! DEATH!☢️ {[Unscheduled Updates]} i dont own voltron or its characters

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"Hey, Keith? Are you done yet?" Lance asks from behind the door. "Can I come in?" "Yeah, I'm done changing." Out of curiosity, Keith looks over his shoulder of how Lance will enter his room. He eyes the door. "Aaaaannnddd, you're in your boxers." Lance says. Silence. Sonovabish went through the door! *Where Lance is a ghost and Keith is the only one who can hear him! :0 Join Keith as he discovers the revelations and the truth behind Lance's death.

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.

Lance isn't as good as the rest of his team. He has to train more and be a better paladin so they win't kick him off. He has to work harder. But what happens when his team mates find out? Read to see... This story is not my own original idea. I have the original author's full permission for this story. **Credit to Ky_Sea_Blue**

I need to improve my writing so I'm making a bunch of Langst There might be ships in this? Oh well Also I don't know what u were expecting if you didn't think this would have some triggering stuff like suicide and that See ya soon :p Peace ✌️