im so sorry lance
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How To Date A Chainsaw-Wielding Maniac by necroglitz (ed89)
Fandoms: Voltron: Legendary Defender
09 May 2017
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"His ears picked up a muffled sound. It was far away, but it was definitely coming from inside the diner. Lance's stomach dropped. It felt like a pair of excavators had dug ball's deep inside him and pulled out his guts. The sound was that of a child's, and they sounded distressed, to say the least. By distressed, he meant scream. That kid was fucking screaming. Soon enough, the sound was obstructed by the horrific screech of a buzzing device. Fuck-- that's a chainsaw."
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Lance recently discovered that his boyfriend, Keith, was working at Zarkon's Dream Diner as the mascot. The suit, however, had been a childhood nightmare of Lance's, especially after the murder someone committed in the mascot suit sixteen years ago.
One day Keith doesn't come home one night from work and it's up to Lance to face his greatest fear and venture into the children's diner. Long story short, it doesn't go so well.
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Lance kept his cheers at managing to skip training hidden and nodded, before walking away. Later, Coran provided him with some painkillers and instructions to only take one every three hours. Fuck that, Lance thought; he already knew it was a mistake thinking he could possibly be near pills.
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- Part 1 of im sorry lance
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Used To It by somebunnythatiusedtoknow (orphan_account)
Fandoms: Voltron: Legendary Defender
31 Oct 2019
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Lance McClain is not jealous. Not at all. Not even the slightest bit.
Not when Shiro and Keith walk hand in hand.
Not when they whisper to eachother at the dinner table.
And certainly not when they looked at eachother with such love and adoration that Lance thinks his heart might explode.
No, he's not jealous.
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Have you ever had that horrible feeling of dread wash over you. The feeling of your stomach dropping. Feeling like you’ve lost all meaning for life in an instant. You feel like you don’t matter, you just want to curl up into a ball on the floor and never wake up. You don’t want to wake up because you don’t deserve to wake up.
Despite that weak, sad feeling, you’re angry. You’re angry that you feel like crying in front of everybody, that you want to have a breakdown in front of everyone and let them take care of you. You want to let everybody make you feel better.
But you can’t do that. You can’t let anyone know you’re useless. You can’t let anyone know that you don’t belong. That you’ve never belonged. THAT I’LL NEVER BELONG!