I suck at descriptions. Oh well here goes. Lance is 'always the reason' why the team fails training and barely complete missions. So when Allura tries memory-melding to get the paladin to bond, it reveals a small part of Lance's painful past. From there, Lance's daily life aboard The Castle of Lions goes spiraling out of control, and he's forced to deal with the consequences, whether it was his fault or not. IDK please give it a go?

"So I'm just a goofball? I'll show them that they're wrong." Lance McClain is someone perceived as a goofball. He changes quickly and effectively, being silent and expressionless. He closes himself off to everyone but Coran and the lions. He forces himself to look past his injuries and emotions so that everything is going to be fine. "So now I matter? Where was all of this before? I get hurt and now you act like I matter?" Maybe they should've said something before. "Why do I matter now?" This is a no-ship fic.

A mission gone wrong leaves Lance's vocal cords shot, and with the healing pods down, the only way to allow them to heal is time. What all can happen in the few short months it takes for Lance to get his voice back? No one knew until now. Cover by @IdkandUdc . If you liked this story, go check out their Langst one shot book ^^

Keith stared at the boy in front of him "are you deaf or what?" He sneered, the brunette grinned and scribbled on his board he then showed it to Keith who eyed him 'Nope, but I'm mute." it said with a winky face at the end, and then there was more writing "by the way I'm lance, but you can call me..." it continued on "any time 😘". That was the first time Keith smiled in months. And the first time he ever talked to a cute boy. Well...sorta talked (KeithxMute!Lance) (high school au)

Lance and Keith have been best friends since they were 6. A couple years later something tragic happens and Keith moves away. Lance is now in his junior year in Voltron High and he will never forget black inky hair and shining lilac eyes....until suddenly someone bumps into him a spills his coffee all over himself--his favorite coffee might he add. "Keith?" "....Lance?" But Lance starts to notice that Keith wasn't the same bubbly happy kid as before. Also I do not own the cover art or any art in this fic!!!! All characters belong to DreamWorks except the ones that I make up!! Happy reading!!!

lance and keith just met each other by bumping into each other. except keith couldn't speak to apologize for bumping into him. he's mute. and can move things with his mind, with a the help of a ghost like entity named red, so you could say he's quite the odd one. two boys who also are cluelessly also internet friends build a bond. they have a few struggles, but doesn't everyone?? ~~~~~~ keith kogane- adopted at age 15 by takashi shirogane. mute. has special abilities. lance mcclain- in a family with five other siblings, a mother, and an abusive father. low self esteem. hunk garett- starting a small sweet shop while in high school. bullied for size, and weight. pidge gunderson/katie holt- is going through a gender crisis, bullied for looks, gender. brother went missing and is currently looking for him.

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 skin as he crinkled his nose, or batted the sand from his eyes on a particularly windy afternoon. Even his laugh, as loudly obnoxious as it was, Keith adored. And that was the worst part, because, unlike Keith, Lance hated him. With every word he uttered, an argument seemed to arise. Lance constantly joked and poked fun of Keith, determined to one up him in every way imaginable. So, in all retrospect, Keith had every right to detest Lance in return. But that was the thing: he didn't. Even as Lance stood before him on the worst days - face scrunched and reddened, throat hoarse from the shouting - all Keith thought as he stood stone faced, eyes locked on Lance's chattering lips, was: 'wow, I really want to kiss this shit-head.' And then he was both mad at himself and the world. Mad at himself for imagining Lance in ways he shouldn't, and mad at the world for allowing Lance to be in his life in the first place. It was torture. As powerful as a lash to the chest, or a hammer to the kneecap. Especially now, as Keith stood above Lance's cold, unflinching corpse. The dead boy's bony hands crossed over his chest, shoulders squared atop the white, velvet cushion that rested inside the opened coffin. He wore the best suit and tie money could buy, and had his shaven scalp hidden by a head of hair that was similar, but could never match the boy's old image. The image before cancer. The image before hell. The image before Keith's every being crumbled to dust. *** A Klance au in which Keith discovers that him and only him can see Lance's ghost. COVER ART: kuurakuu on Tumblr

"Hey Lance, you left your helmet back there so I wanted to-" Keith stopped in his tracks as he saw Lance. Lance just froze upon seeing him. Keith felt his face heat up. He was pretty sure it was entirely red. Hopefully he was wearing this right cause if he was, Lance McClain had boobs. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ So I was hoping to put the first chapter of this in a contest. So be prepared for that.

Lance starts to slowly lose his sanity from being in space too long - or is it something else? Will the others be able to help before it's too late? (A/N~ It's sad guys... Sequel in progress) <Disclaimers: No art is mine unless said so. If you know any of the artists please let me know so I can give them credit. So for now... credits to the artists spiritually! This might be hazardous to your mental health. Thank you for your attention and enjoy the story!>

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 rescued Matt. Being betrayed after his lion was taken from him because he was 'unfit', 'not working hard enough' because he ' didn't deserve it'. So he left. left the paladins with their problems, left everything behind and started his own, brand new life as the white paladin.