I started thinking up a plan quickly, desperate to keep Keith and myself out of trouble. "Keith, I have an idea." I spun around toward him only to find he was missing from the bed, "Keith?" I looked up at the back window to see Keith fully clothed ready to escape. Keith's eyes glistened with sorrow and guilt as he hop...
Keith hated himself for liking Lance. His limber build, the way he carried himself with shoulders raised and chin held high. His blue eyes, dark like the sea's deep, inky bottom. His tangled mess of dark brown hair that stood at odd angles, and never seemed to obey Lance's vigorous brushing. His smooth, light brown s...
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...
No one gave it a second thought whenever Lance would go quiet when someone mention family or Earth or how Lance should just be quiet sometimes. No one noticed until Lance locked himself in his room, not coming out for anyone, screaming gibberish at anyone who'd try to get in. No one knew why, but Keith was determ...
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...
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
Lance was the class clown back in school. His crooked grin full of gaps often brought a smile to his friend's faces. Seeing everyone else smile made him happy. Lance was the shameless flirt in the Garrison. It made the girls laugh at his failed attempts, and the boys chuckle at his ridiculousness. He didn't min...
What does it feel like? For people to actually care about you? To actually make sure that you're okay? Lance has forgotten that feeling, ever since team voltron had been formed he was he seventh wheel, even when he did something Keith would always be patted on the back for it, becoming the eight wheel after they resc...
Lance was always the goofy , cheerful one of the team. Always making people laugh. At least that's what he thought. After a while he noticed, no one really laughed at his jokes. No one really paid attention. Do they really need him? Does anyone actually like him? Lance and Keith get closer as they put their difference...
'A final scream left the tan boy's mouth, before all he saw was black.' After the defeat of Zarkon, his son, Prince Lotor, decides to take a different approach to defeating Voltron. And it involves a certain freckled Cuban boy and his insecurities. If only Lotor knew it wouldn't be as easy as he expected. TW // Brief...
memories float onwards, taken for granted. Small things are missed, like the sentence in a novel that changed the story. Responsibility without relief tugs at him, and he is tired, so tired of this. A house isn't always a home, and the castle can also be a cage. Lonely is his mind, which cries out in pain as it's chai...
How could someone live in a world where everyone has a mark that explains their personalities but yours is just... wrong. That's how Lance lives everyday. He has the mark of Meaning, a mark that shows that he knows what he wants to do and enjoys his life. A mark that shows that he will always be there for others, help...
Keith wakes to find that everything is not as it seems. Everything is quiet, the team is more distant and Keith finds himself struggling with his own problems. But as Keith finds out that Lance is missing and leaving very little information on where he is, Team Voltron is about to enter it's hardest time as they race...