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Hospital bed

Lance was in school writing with his fellow 5 friends the teacher calls him up and tells him his little brother Marco is in the hospital, and Marco was most likely dying.

Lance screamed as he ran out of the room slamming it so hard the door broke with a large crack noise.

He never felt himself move faster as he got into his car and sped off as fast as possible.

He reached there messily parking and ran into the building not waiting and ran up to the woman at the desk.

“Marco McClain, where is he?”

“What business do you have with Marco?”

Lance screamed, “He’s my dying brother shithead!”

She pointed to the right door shocked but was used to panicked family members screaming, “Room 24a.”

Lance slammed through the door sprinting and reached the room and told everyone in there to get the hell out.

Lance the whole way there thought about everything his brother wouldn’t experience and he sobbed pulling his brother close who smiled softly and clung to Lance. There had been a chance that Marco could die, no one knew at that point what caused him to be in so much pain.

Lance hummed a soft melody to Marco and pulled him close curling around him there was conversation outside the door more than usual and the door clicked open.

Lance had tears falling down as his brother gripped him breathing the best he could. It sounded like the most horrid thing Lance has ever heard.

Lance smiled saying random things to Marco talking about their history and the good times.

Lance’s friends and his parents stood there tears falling watching as Marco curled up to Lance for comfort and struggled to move away from anyone else.

Lance said sweet nothings to him and felt Marco’s grip loosen as he fell asleep. Marco still breathed harshly and Lance figured out Marco had Cystic Fibrosis. He rubbed Marco’s throat with slow calming motions that made Marco softly smile.

The others left and Lance laid there.

~weeks later~

Marco survived his attack and was home he was on a bunch of medication as when injected the other night the prescription worked. Lance has been taking care of him and leading him around the school and Lance introduced Marco to his friends.

They treated Marco as if he was with them since day one and Marco couldn’t be without Lance for half an hour without having a panic attack.

They were inseparable and no one would want it any other way.

The truth is out

Oneshot

The connection with Voltron was horrible the team pointed it out and never picked up on Lance’s lack of response.

Lance saw an oncoming storm and there was something about it. Lance disconnected from Voltron. The team was screaming at him but he ignored them.

Lance felt the world spin and all his feelings would cause the storm to crack and boom. It was worse than something you’d find on earth. The team landed and ran after Lance.

Lance took of his helmet tear falling as he spun and stood in an open field and spun grabbing his head screaming and the team was running after him and the whole storm went inside him and everything was perfect for a tic but when that tic was over Lance sobbed falling onto his hands and knees and the storm was tearing him apart from the inside out learning everything about him and what he held deep inside. The storm went out of him and took the side the team always saw and smiled at Lance who was crying and looked numb.

The figure grabbed Lance’s face, “Now you can’t hide what you bottle up.”

Lance laughed uncontrollably and the figure grew worried, “Stop it this instant.”

Lance sob laughed his head tilted up his jaw wide desperately crying and screaming.

The team ran to Lance and tried to touch him but Lance shuddered and slapped them away.

“Go away!”

Lance got up and the storm tried to get back into Lance and was confused when it couldn’t.

“Sorry storm you took my facade but now that that’s gone I’m occupied.”

Lance bit his lip the storm swirling just as Lance’s mind was racing and the storm reminded Lance of a heartbreaking memory that never fails to make him upset. The way Allura looked at Keith the way she always kinda leaned close to him.

Lance’s eyes grew dark and the figure smiled speaking to Lance, “Common Lance let it go and let loose they’ve wronged you give them their precious reward.”

Lance smiled tears falling and stood tall, “You know what?”

The figure smiled, “Yes?”

Lance chuckled, “You’re just a voice I already hear it’s more annoying than anything I’ve ever ignored. The voices now are just a nice loud slap in the face. Maybe you are right after all these years of fighting it I should just give in and do it.”

The figure smiled and Lance summoned out his Bayard and aimed it at himself. Hunk tackled Lance and Lance screamed the storm struck Hunk violently and Pidge fought back. Lance pulled out a bottle and chugged the contents and threw them at the ground and started running. The team followed him screaming at him. The storm went away as Lance slowly died.

Lance knew any moment he would drop dead and kept running then it happened he ran and felt his breathing slow and the corners of his vision grow black and his legs gave out and just like that he blacked out after that.

The group refused to accept Lance was gone and kept him in the pod. Lance fell out and didn’t budge and laid there.

Pidge tapped Lance and then soon checked for a pulse and got nothing.

Keith being cheesy thought about true loves kiss and deeply kissed Lance. He felt Lance’s lips were cold and he never knew he was crying but felt a tiny shaky breath escape from Lance.

Keith gasped as he pulled away looking at Lance.

Lance quickly gasped as he shot up coughing like crazy. Keith looked shook as fuck and touched his lips.

It worked?

Lance looked horrified and looked at his hands and rubbed his face. He looked slightly shocked he was there and looked at the face right by his. Keith’s.

Lance’s eyes narrowed and he got up and started walking out. Shiro raised a brow looking at Keith as if the look said what the fuck.

Keith ran after Lance. Lance ignored every comment Keith stated and Lance snapped.

“Oh I’m sorry the person I like is in love with someone else!”

Keith frowned, “Allura doesn’t even like me!”

Lance scoffed, “That’s not the person I’m worried about.”

Keith froze and Lance turned around and sped off Keith grabbed Lance’s arm, “Wait you like me?”

Lance had tears falling, “Jesus chri- Yes Keith I like you!”

Keith grabbed Lance’s collar tilting Lance’s head up and kissed him roughly obviously inexperienced other than when he kissed Lance who was dead at the time. Lance shocked slowly kissed back wrapping his arms around Keith now had warm lips a soft expression decorated on his face.

Keith pulled back from Lance who was breathless, “I love you Lance, but next time remember I don’t even like girls.”

Lance smiled and sighed with relief still scoffing at Keith’s remark, “I love you too Keith.”

Keith dipped Lance and kissed him again.

Sure Lance’s depression, and suicidal tendencies wouldn’t go unspoken. Yet now he had some stability, maybe he’ll learn love isn’t dead. Maybe he’ll learn life is worth living.

Man Lance was in deep.

whomst else is hyped for season 6

Random Klance Oneshot

But I love you

Keith and Lance were talking after Keith glared when Lance kissed her hand. She laughed along with Lance. Keith wasn’t sure if to think they were in love or just having a friendly conversation and Keith wanted answers.

Lance looked concerned, “Keith? Something up?”

Keith shook his head, “No I was just wondering if you and Allura were together?”

Lance waved his hands shaking his head, “No! Wow no! She rejected me to remember... wait do you love her?”

Keith paused for a moment, “Yeah, I do.”

Lance looked at Keith hiding the hurt, “Oh, well If you love her then why haven’t you confessed?”

Keith looked away from his gaze more directed to the ground, “I thought... she may reject me?”

Lance gave a sad smile and resting a hand on Keith’s shoulder, “Well when she rejected me... said she loved you so! You’re all hers!”

Keith nodded, “Thanks for telling me... but I’m sorry.”

Lance paused in front of the door and was about to walk out, “Sorry?”

Keith nodded even though he knew Lance can’t see him. Lance never faced Keith as he didn’t want to see the tears so he stayed there ready to leave.

Keith sighed, “I lied. I don’t like Allura.”

Lance took a moment to swallow the lump in his throat, “Oh you like Pidge?”

Keith grumbled, “I don’t... like girls.”

Lance stood in the doorway still not facing Keith, “Oh so you like Matt or Shiro! That’s good Uhm yeah I’m going to go!”

Keith was going to call for Lance but he bolted away tears flying behind him, he couldn’t stand to hear the person Keith liked, Allura was already too much but a person in the group.

Keith was already after Lance who was sprinting to his room which was the farthest from Keith’s. Soon enough Keith was catching up to Lance.

“Lance slow down!”

Lance didn’t respond but stopped running.

Keith caught up and reached out a hand, “You never let me finish.”

Lance turned around, “Don’t worry Keith, I get it and I support you but trust me Allura may be upset with you and that person.”

Keith’s face softened, “Lance.”

Lance started to ramble about random things and Keith sighed, “Lance!”

Lance sighed defeated looking at Keith ashamed of himself. Keith chuckled at that and cupped Lance’s face. His eyes grew wide Keith chuckled and kissed Lance deeply. Lance felt his eyes close and pull Keith closer desperate that if it was only at that moment, he got Keith’s affection.

About a minute later they broke the kiss looking at each other breathless.

Keith spoke, “I like you.”

Lance smiled at that, “I really like you.”

Keith pulled Lance for another kiss and Lance kissed him quickly and looked at him, “I don’t want to deal with the wrath of Allura let’s go to my room.”

Keith nodded scooping Lance and held his upper thighs to support Lance and he wrapped his arms around the back of Keith’s neck, he went into Lance’s room and the door shut and Keith dropped Lance onto the bed and went right to kissing him again. As if this was the last night of their lives, they focused on the other's lips and taste and their hair and they never went further but did take off their shirts obsessing over the skin and Keith left slow soft kisses on Lance’s back scar from the crystal explodes. Lance messed with Keith’s shoulder scar from the BOM and Keith slightly squirmed and they found each other's spots and found pleasure in their moans. Lips. Skin. Body.

They fell onto their backs cuddling not worrying about what tomorrow will have in store.

Lance’s mind was racing over everything letting it all wash over him in waves

his doubts, Keith, Allura, the teams, Voltron’s next move, his family, everything, you name it.

Keith noticed and kissed his forehead and before Lance fell to sleep Keith whispered softly, “Don’t worry everything will be okay.”

Archer Lance

Everyone in the city was waiting for an update on Poison Frost (Villain Lance)

Hunk was really the only one who knew it was Lance but Pidge and Matt were catching on.

Hunk didn’t agree with Lance being a villain but was there to support Lance anyways. They were hanging out and Lance got a text.

“Gotta go Hunk!” Lance smiled grabbing his weapon.

Hunk chuckled, “Don’t kill yourself, Lance.”

Lance winked and shot a finger gun before jumping from his window turning Altean and dropping to the ground.

He pulled up a picture of he was sent of his target and scoffed when it was Lotor a very important person for some reason but a deadly Galra, of course, no one knew he was other than the people that worked for his and Lance chuckled as Lotor was in a car that was going through a parade celebrating, who knows what, the brats he pretended he cared about.

Lance got on top of a building and summoned a bow and arrow out of ice and aimed Lotor saw it a second too late and the shot went through his arm. Lance urgently summoned another arrow, aimed and shot Lotor again this time in the lower abdomen.

Lance groaned and aimed again shooting a person who was trying to block him from Lotor quickly in between the eyes.

Lance decided to take another fatal approach for one of his guards as he aimed and shot them in the neck and he fell dead Lance aimed before a person slammed open the door not intending to have Lance right beside it slamming him off the edge Lance shot the arrow right through Lotor’s head before falling off the railing but someone caught his hand. Lance felt blood drizzle down his face and muttered fuck.

“Keith?” Lance said forgetting he was in Poison Frost form.

Keith held him there ready to let go, “How do you know my name, you are Poison Frost.”

Sharpshooter smirked, “Gonna pull me up or what sweet-cheeks?”

Keith scoffed, “Sure if you attempt not to kill me.”

Lance put a hand over his heart, “A villain’s promise.”

Keith pulled Lance up who grunted.

Lance pressed where he hit his head, “Thanks I better go before they get me.”

Keith paused for a moment, “You can hide at mine while I patch you up.”

Lance nodded slightly caught off guard by not only hiding but helping a villain who could easily kill him, “Thanks.”

Keith led Lance into his apartment and sat down sending his bow into nothing but a couple of snowflakes.

Keith sat next to Lance, “Your white hairs all bloody.”

Lance shrugged and sighed, “Guess that’s what happens when you're under debt for a villain gang.”

Keith frowned and looked the other way seems to connect some dots, “Well I mean you just killed Narti And Lotor.”

Lance sighed letting the silence isolate him for a minute, “Yep..”

There was a buzz and it was Lance’s phone from Hunk, Keith shocked asked, ”You know Hunk?”

Lance hid his phone, “Yeah... I get around...”

Keith was quiet for a minute, “Who are you?”

Lance sighed before turning human and Keith’s eyes widened, “Lance-“

“Shush! Shush shush!”

Keith’s lips formed a line, “I can’t believe I lost a fight to Lance McClain.”

Lance raised a brow, “What now?”

Keith turned Galra.

Lance gasped, “Akira?”

They sat there for a moment not knowing what to do.

Lance was thinking, “Well I do like your Akira persona a lot and I also like Keith a lot.”

Keith looked at Lance, “Lance?”

Lance looked at Keith, “Yeah.”

Keith immediately shaking his head, “Nevermind.”

Lance bit his lip before blurting out knowing it was now or never, “I like you!”

Keith slowly turned red his head flicking over to Lance, “What?”

Lance closed his eyes and looked down, “I like you when I fought you that’s why I couldn’t kill you. I really like you as a person. That’s why I always butted heads with you, it was nice to know you never took anything I said to heart.”

Keith’s jaw slightly dropped thrilled, “Oh...”

Lance smiled, “Its okay if you don’t like me... I wouldn’t blame you,” he gestured to him wearing his Poison Frost uniform and bloodstains on his gloves

Keith gripped Lance's shoulders as he slammed his lips onto Lance’s and rather than pulling back Lance leaning in having it cut short by Keith pulling back slightly panting.

“Join me.”

Lance was shocked, “What I can’t!”

Keith held out a hand, “Screw our organizations... let’s make one of our own.”

Lance looked at Keith’s hand for a moment, “For Hero’s and Villains? To make the world interesting?”

Keith smiled when he took Lance’s hand, “For heroes And villains.”

- A month Later- 

Word got out of the group Voltron.

Shiro: Merciless Jinx - always up to the task, fights efficiently with his cursed arm and never holds back

Keith: The Blade - right hand (doesn’t want to lead), fights with blade gifted from his mother and hand to hand

Lance: Frost Bite - Leader, uses his power of manipulation of liquid to freeze his opponent, but can also fight hand to hand and with any weapon

Hunk: Thunder Damage - backup and covers for everyone while they deal with the big guns, tend to stay behind as he wants to participate but new to the environment. Fights with large blasters.

Pidge: Hi-Tech - Tech genius, normally is hacking or manipulating the base or information to delay or assist in battle, fights with a taser, also including a razor on the edge.

Coran- Rabid Red - assistant or manager of the group - fights from base

Allura- Prominent Princess - fighter and an Altean ally, she uses a laser whip, and is feared by leader Galra for killing her father Alfor.

Matt- Works part-time and mainly does rebellion work to assist team Voltron

They have a whole fan base, and the most trending couple right now is Blast (Blade and Frost)

Langst - a locked door

Just some langst one shot

Lance had been going without his antidepressants as he left them on earth.

Each day was worse than the last but of course

He’d never admit to such a thing

His mind was his enemy, no one did but if you looked close enough you’d see his eyes dull the smallest but every single day. His smiles became fake but they slowly faded along with his jokes and trying to flirt with people. They never picked up on his laughs as they were only there cause if he didn’t they would be loud unbearable sobs.

I mean hey the one time he cried it was a joke.

Yeah, a joke.

Lance would always say that to himself that he was a joke and people better than him were the easiest thing to find. He wasn’t important... he was irrelevant... invalid... unnecessary.

They had a team bonding exercises and it was no longer Pidge who had troubles opening up rather Lance.

The group shouted at him as he blurred it out he was very good at that. Just as Pidge did slammed it on the ground but ran off for the rest of the day.

No one followed

no one cared to ask

Nothing

Lance was fine with that he wasn’t surprised that no one cared maybe he should make it easy and kill himself. Take his Bayard and shot and/or stab himself or let a bot kill him.

Lance frowned thinking no in my room I don’t want to have the change someone finds me and puts me in a healing pod... they’d think it would be a waste of time...

Little did Lance know he was the support of the group to hold them up for support.

Also the defense, he protected them as much as he could from the outside world.

He agreed with the gods that yes this was a hell that managed to pick him. Him to be the one who suffers from anxiety, depression, and some things he can even begin to explain. He shuddered at the idea of having his medicine, he yearned for them. For him to feel it coarse through his body and make his feel numb. He’d rather be numb than sad he decided. Being numb made it easier to fake the happiness than the darkness from depression making a smile almost unbearable let alone a laugh.

The others were discussing with Kolivan and Keith when Keith finally asked, “Where’s Lance?”

Pidge fixed her glasses, “He stormed out during training today and haven’t seen him since.”

Kolivan must have felt Keith worries, “And you didn’t speak to him, you need him here if you want to go through with this plan.”

Allura fixed her crown, “That isn’t necessary.”

Hunk looked over wanting to interject but his own doubt has been consuming him as Lance hasn’t been around long enough for Hunk to be comforted.

Pidge and Shiro’s stress has been taking a toll on them as Lance hasn’t been around to reassure them and make sure they know everything will be alright.

Matt’s loneliness even though he had Katie took over as he felt slightly at a loss for no apparent reason and hasn’t been able to hear from Lance about how it’s okay not to have a reason and the feeling is normal and it’ll all be okay.

Allura’s homesickness was no longer an issue as she had Lotor to cling too and the team slightly found her statement rude but none had the strength to do so.

Coran was worried for the boy but as he was for the longest bit Allura’s guardian he never went against her word.

Keith was terrified of Lance, he’s seen Lances vulnerable side but that wasn’t even a bit of it, Lance inside was a number 5 hurricane maybe even 6.

But in the end, it didn’t matter Lance wasn’t checked on.

Kolivan sighed, “Very well.”

Keith wanted to flick Allura off or go for herself when he looked at Hunk who was looking at Keith.

Lance was in his room putting through his plan and didn’t know so he shrugged and pulled out his Bayard.

He thought everything will be fine Allura has blue Keith could take red Shiro would have black Hunk would have yellow and Pidge would have green.

Nothing was wrong.

Nothing was ever wrong.

-SELF HARM & SUICIDE MENTIONS BELOW-

Lance sharply inhaled as he threw it at the wall and then went to the bathroom.

Lance violently threw things around as he started the water turning the cold on high and plugged it. Lance threw stuff around shoving all of his beauty routine supplies in the trash and destroyed everything letting his eyes land on a box. He swallowed at the lump in his through the familiar shiny sharp pieces of metal, some with blood crusted on the edges. He never told anyone as he slyly paid for them and hid them in his pocket. Lance rather set those aside and felt into his pocket and smiled as an inviting sting jolted up his arm when his thumb pressed onto the blade the outer layer of skin completely cut through.

He pressed forward slightly screaming as it hit the bone.

He huffed as it was pained and heard drips of blood fall from his jacket pocket.

Lance ripped out the blade hitting his teeth scared they may break.

The others thought they heard a scream but dismissed it as if they were just paranoid.

Lance was thankful but little did he know the others were discussing whether they should check on him or not.

Lance looked at the bath for a good couple of minutes, “This is it... it’ll soon be over.”

The mice had a bad feeling and hurried off to Hunk or Pidge or Matt people that could try and listen.

Lance without taking off any clothing slowly sank into the tub not taking notice it was seconds from overflowing but nothing was plugged in and no cords were near the ground so no shocking would take place.

Lance didn’t cry he looked happy as he took the blade with a shaky hand. He couldn’t feel his face as he was numb but he picked up on drips of water that fell and knew wasn’t from the water being brought into the tub and pressed a hand to his face and couldn’t pick up any feeling.

He pulled up his sleeves and slowly pressed down and closed his eyes and slammed it down into his wrists causing them to bleed like crazy Lance let out a scream that was dismissed again but the mice moved quicker with that.

Kolivan and Keith we’re heading to the castle for further discussion on the grand meeting.

They arrived when the mice reached the team and went to Pidge and she dismissed them until they got to Hunk and Matt.

Hunk always felt Lance was hiding something and nodded Matt along with Hunk bolted for Lance room passing Keith and Kolivan in their way. Keith and Kolivan exchanged a look that was extremely unsettling by the speed of the two that passed.

Lance stuck his other arm and screamed and ripped it out continuing until he felt the corners of his vision grow blurry and black and faded. He felt his body sink into the ice-cold water and the air rush out of his lungs but never really needed to go back in.

Light red water covered the floor running out of the bathroom now through Lance’s room under the crack of his door into the hallway.

Hunk screamed, “Lance open the door right now!”

Matt banged on the door as more water flowed out, “Lance! Come on this isn’t funny!”

The two sounded desperate Pidge scurried over to the door hacking it open as she had her laptop. The bottom of Lance’s floor was covered in 2 inches of water with a pink tint to it. It reeked and little did they know what laid in the bathroom would be the cause of it.

Pidge screamed in horror when she spotted Lance.

Hunk pulled Lance’s head from under the water and didn’t catch a pulse and started to perform CPR.

Matt ran down the halls Pidge screaming to get a pod ready and Matt screaming for the help of the others.

Hunk got Lance’s pulse but Lance never coughed as he never took in water his nose had been poking out of the water but was severely bleeding out. The sight of Lance’s arms and wrists made Hunk wince and gag.

The other feet were thumping through the halls and Hunk was running a pretty much dead Lance in his arms. A tiny strip of blood dripping from Lance’s arms constantly leaving a pretty much-filled line of blood. Keith now ahead of Hunk he willed his body to move faster. And it stopped when he saw Hunk turn the corner and ran right in front of Keith heading to the pods and the line of blood that followed Hunk made the others freeze but Matt kept running as his body went into overdrive.

Hunk was wheezing as he ran his orange headband flying behind him as he ran. The others never have seen him move faster. Pidge was waiting, “It’s ready! Get him in here now!”

They never had the time to change him he was in soaked clothing everything slightly pink now and his sleeves completely stained red.

It kept dripping and when Hunk shoved Lance in Lance’s body floated motionlessly.

Hunk sank to the ground in loud sobs and the others stood there motionless as well.

Thoughts raced through their heads;

Why didn’t Lance tell us?

We’re the worst team ever.

Why would Lance do that?

It’s all my fault.

How could we not have noticed?

Why did I yell at him?

Why didn’t I ask him if he was okay?

Why didn’t I care?

The thoughts swirled through their heads relentlessly.

Yet that’s funny as they’ll know how Lance’s mind was, but so much worse it was basically all the natural disasters in the world put together. Letting Lance take a spiraling path that no one cared to intercept.

A beautifully horrifying mess that destroyed Lance as if he were a domino forced to crash along with everything else collapsing leading to him.

Lance’s bleeding continued as his blood was dripping through his clothes slowing down sad thing is, is it wasn’t because he was healing his body couldn’t put forth the energy. His pulse is slow but slowly speeding up again.

A week passed and no one has left except Kolivan, Keith stayed and left the BOM. Lance was his teammate and so much more and Keith became Lance’s stability and Lance was him but Keith left probably ruining the bond they created. Yet he will try his best.

They had no idea how’d Lance would feel when he got out... but they all knew Lance would never be the same.

His cuts so deep they healed but the skin never reattach and he was thin. Way too thin. His eyes had dark bags underneath them and he was still floating.

The pod opened everyone’s hearts in their throat. Lance opened his eyes and they were full no source of happiness in his features whatsoever and blinked slowly inhumanly and breathed shallowly. He stood up tugging away from anyone who touched him pissed he was alive, pissed his suicide attempt failed maybe he should have stabbed himself in the chest that would have been easier. Lance tugged away from Hunk snapping knowing Hunk was probably the one who saved him.

His words shook them all.

“I didn’t want your help! I don’t want to be here! I want to be dead! This is insanity... this is fucking great! I support you I was there for all of you! Whenever you were moody or sad or upset I comfort you guys... I made sure you were okay!”

Lance coughed and then continued, “Now... I want you all to know... This is who I am. This is your annoying too loud too flirty lover-boy goofball Lance!” Lance spoke with so much hatred for himself.

“I don’t want to hear it all your lies, cause god knows none of you cared! And some of you shock me to this very moment. I tried and tried and tried and I tried some more, but when all your stuck up asses are to busy thinking of what you want I cared I listened!”

Lance sobbed sinking to the ground and they all know now Lance is never coming back. This is the broken mess they created. Oh god. They caused that.

Slowly they all felt tears fall, they all held Lance, no one spoke, he didn’t fight back, no one spoke. The void was filled with warm hugs and shaky breaths, silent sobs, and a screaming voice inside.

What now?