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yaunjie · 5 months

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RuPaul's Drag Race Szn 16, Episode 3 - The Mother of All Balls

Mother Goose Looks - [ ] Dawn — Cushy Cow — ALWAYS Love her make-up, The Make-up with gold horns were sickening. I loved the hoofs they were so cute. - [ ] Q — The Man in the Moon — Q’s makeup always whimsical, and I like the dark lipstick she’s always wearing. I LOOOOVE the moon headpiece it is so cute and her outfit is on theme and very detailed.I love the glimmer and shimmer. - [ ] Amanda Tori Meating — Little Pussy — The look didn’t really give much but stuffed cats and a little piece of fabric. I do not like her make-up looks usually. - [ ] Geneva Karr — Miss Muffet - Geneva looks great I love the pink lil miss muffet with the puffer material and I love the pastel colors. The ruffled hat is also really cute & i like the spider being on the back of the dress was creative. - [ ] Hershii LiqCour-Jete -- Burnie Bee — Her make-up was cute but I was not feeling the short wig or the fur neck piece. I do like the cut of the dress with the mermaid tail - [ ] Megami — Little Bo Peep — I like the wig but the deconstructed look is kinda tacky. I was not feeling the fish net stockings whatsoever. The sheep purse was cute tho. - [ ] Mhi’ya Iman Le’Paige — Mary’s Canary — I hated this look so much. It did not flatter her and the feathers on the chest was a BAD idea. It blocked her face. Her Makeup looked nice tho. - [ ] Mirage — Baa Baa Black Sheep — Mirage’s sheep ears were cute I love hoe the outfit is furry and glittery, it takes it to another level. I love the all black as well. The boots were giving everything they needed to give. - [ ] Morphine Love Dion — A Man & A Maid - The make-up is STUNNING but the look is a very basic maid latex dress with a simple cut at the cleavage. I wanted more. - [ ] Nymphia Wind — Little Boy Blue — I didn’t like the look much but the little blue heels were cute and I loved the gold accents on the blue - [ ] Plane Jane — Pussycat By the Fire — LOVE the wig, did excellent with the makeup & the fur looks great but the outfit wasnt as great. She looks like Jessica Rabbit. - [ ] Plasma — Tweedle-Dum & Tweedle Dee — This was so in Plasma’s lane the outfit was cute but I didn’t enjoy it much. I loved the colors. - [ ] Sapphira Cristal — Peter Peter Pumpkin Eater — Sapphira put a lot of thoughts into her looks tonight. She doesn’t come to play! I love the outfit and the makeup looks fantastic. I love the white eye she had and Her nails are orange and match the pumpkin. She is one of my favorites so far. - [ ] Xunami Muse — Humpty Dumpty — Xunami surprised me for sure she came out as an egg and then cracked the egg and the outfit underneath was so cute and flattering on her. The makeup is stunning. She has a cracked eggshell as a head piece and yolk earrings & even her wig looks like slimy eggwhites. This was soooo well executed and animated. I LOVED this look

Significant Mother Looks - [ ] Geneva Karr — Salma Hayek — I didn’t like the look much but her reasoning of why she picked Salma was meaningful. Two Mexican Queens making a name in the States. We stan. Makeup also is beattt downnn. - [ ] Dawn — Audrey Hepburn — The dress is simple but the cut outs at the waist is a nice touch. The hat was a cute addition and I looooved the draped fabric as a scarf. The makeup was so incredibly sickening. I mean that face is beat FLAWLESSLY. 10/10 this look. Dawn is also one of my favs this szn. - [ ] Hershii LiqCour-Jete — Mother Nature — I don’t like the latex outfit but I love the color choice. The blue looks so good on her skin and body is giving. - [ ] Mirage — La Llorona — The makeup is eating us uppp omg. Loce the ear pieces and the wet looking hair is just so cute. The outfit is okay. - [ ] Megami — Lady Gaga — The look is very similar to the original. I love the telephone reference.Not feeling the wig. - [ ] Amanda Tori Meating — Michelle Visage — I didn’t like the first look but the second look was cuter and the wig was cute. I love Michelle so this was an accurate look. - [ ] Morphine Love Dion — Kris Jenner — Looks just like kris jenner. I like the did the cut out suit and not just the simple suit look. Hair looks cute. Love the pearls, makeup. - [ ] Mhi’ya Iman Le’Paige — Lil Kim — I wish she would’ve chose another lil kim look, I think the whole look is tacky but I do like how her mannerisms are the same as lil kim’s and how she’s embodying her. - [ ] Q — Judy Garland — Love the makeup & hair. very similar to the original iconic ‘poppy’ dress. Very Flattering & colors are beautiful. I also like the crystal mic with the chain dragging at the end. Really loving this look tonight. - [ ] Nymphia Wind — Angelina Jolie — Look is stunning. Love the hair with the chop sticks, the flower on the front of the dress. Makeup looks amazing & I love that nymphia is paying homage to back home and her drag daughters. It is so cute and meaningful that they drew on the train. I love the inspiration behind this piece. I love the neck piece, I love the accent pieces on her nails as well. Just a very cohesive well put together piece. - [ ] Sapphira Cristal — LOVE LOVE LOVE the floor length soft locs it is givingggg ugh. The outfit is giving body I like the leaf pieces & glitter. I love the snake with the apple in its mouth, the black baby doll. Makeup was cute. - [ ] Plane Jane — Octomom — I like the comedy the look was giving but it was very simplistic also I didnt like the wig. - [ ] Xunami Muse — Kandy Muse — Love that Xunami payed homage to her drag mother. Kandy is iconic and unapologetically herself. I like the denim and the denim boombox. Good comparison to the original look. - [ ] Plasma — Anne Boleyn — Love this look. The color and material is very nice & the makeup is very clean and cute. The headpiece is very cute. I love the corset and the flared sleeves with the different print in the insides. Very classy look. - [ ]

Call Me Mother/Father Eleganza - [ ] Geneva Karr — I loved the outfit before I even saw it on her. I love the fit and it flatters her. I love the colors together the military green and baby blue is really cute. I like the cut outs at the neck and sleeve. - [ ] Dawn — LOVE THESE ORANGE BOOTS WITH THE HEADPIECE TO MATCH. The jacket is so well constructed and cute. Make up is stunning per usual. She is very resourceful and the boots are made of workers aprons! - [ ] Hershii LiqCour-Jete — Not feeling the wig at all & not seeing how this look is giving mother/father. Shes off out of theme. - [ ] Mirage — The look is okay but also think she is missing the mark. It does look androgynous tho. - [ ] Megami — Love her hair and makeup. I like the toolbelt as well. Cropped jacket is also cute. - [ ] Amanda Tori Meating — I don’t like the patterns. I don’t like her hair and the look is just overall tacky. Makeup is a mess - [ ] Morphine Love Dion — I like the denim outfit with the star earrings soso cute. I love her makeup as well. All this bitch does is talk about her BBL and ass like stfu already - [ ] Mhi’ya Iman Le’Paige — The look isn’t cute. I feel like she tries too hard to be different and she was missing the theme as well. - [ ] Q — I love the look I love the corset and boots. Body looks snatched. Love the bangs just chefs kiss - [ ] Nymphia Wind — I love this ties and the construction. Makeup looks good and the look is nice overall. - [ ] Sapphira Cristal — Not feeling this look i think she could’ve done more. Love the hair tho - [ ] Plane Jane — It didn’t give. She spent that time tryna be shady looking all into Geneva’s look and then brought this out on the runway. She’s barely wearing anything besides stockings and the fabric covering her nipples. She didn’t spend too much time on this look. - [ ] Xunami Muse — Also looks like there was no effort put into this look. nothing wowed me here - [ ] Plasma — Also not the best look. Minimum effort.

I think that Hershii should’ve been safe and not Mhi’ya I think all her looks were tacky but only 2 of Hershii’s was. Mother Goose Looks - [ ] Dawn — Cushy Cow — ALWAYS Love her make-up, The Make-up with gold horns were sickening. I loved the hoofs they were so cute. - [ ] Q — The Man in the Moon — Q’s makeup always whimsical, and I like the dark lipstick she’s always wearing. I LOOOOVE the moon headpiece it is so cute and her outfit is on theme and very detailed.I love the glimmer and shimmer. - [ ] Amanda Tori Meating — Little Pussy — The look didn’t really give much but stuffed cats and a little piece of fabric. I do not like her make-up looks usually. - [ ] Geneva Karr — Miss Muffet - Geneva looks great I love the pink lil miss muffet with the puffer material and I love the pastel colors. The ruffled hat is also really cute & i like the spider being on the back of the dress was creative. - [ ] Hershii LiqCour-Jete -- Burnie Bee — Her make-up was cute but I was not feeling the short wig or the fur neck piece. I do like the cut of the dress with the mermaid tail - [ ] Megami — Little Bo Peep — I like the wig but the deconstructed look is kinda tacky. I was not feeling the fish net stockings whatsoever. The sheep purse was cute tho. - [ ] Mhi’ya Iman Le’Paige — Mary’s Canary — I hated this look so much. It did not flatter her and the feathers on the chest was a BAD idea. It blocked her face. Her Makeup looked nice tho. - [ ] Mirage — Baa Baa Black Sheep — Mirage’s sheep ears were cute I love hoe the outfit is furry and glittery, it takes it to another level. I love the all black as well. The boots were giving everything they needed to give. - [ ] Morphine Love Dion — A Man & A Maid - The make-up is STUNNING but the look is a very basic maid latex dress with a simple cut at the cleavage. I wanted more. - [ ] Nymphia Wind — Little Boy Blue — I didn’t like the look much but the little blue heels were cute and I loved the gold accents on the blue - [ ] Plane Jane — Pussycat By the Fire — LOVE the wig, did excellent with the makeup & the fur looks great but the outfit wasnt as great. She looks like Jessica Rabbit. - [ ] Plasma — Tweedle-Dum & Tweedle Dee — This was so in Plasma’s lane the outfit was cute but I didn’t enjoy it much. I loved the colors. - [ ] Sapphira Cristal — Peter Peter Pumpkin Eater — Sapphira put a lot of thoughts into her looks tonight. She doesn’t come to play! I love the outfit and the makeup looks fantastic. I love the white eye she had and Her nails are orange and match the pumpkin. She is one of my favorites so far. - [ ] Xunami Muse — Humpty Dumpty — Xunami surprised me for sure she came out as an egg and then cracked the egg and the outfit underneath was so cute and flattering on her. The makeup is stunning. She has a cracked eggshell as a head piece and yolk earrings & even her wig looks like slimy eggwhites. This was soooo well executed and animated. I LOVED this look

I think that Hershii should’ve been safe and not Mhi’ya I think all her looks were tacky but only 2 of Hershii’s was.

#yaunjie #rpdr 16 #rpdrszn16

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florafey · 5 years

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Thoughts on TWK

I started reading The Wicked King on 24 Jan. 2019, and finished about half an hour ago on 27 Jan. 2019. I decided to make an all-inclusive list of my thoughts/theories as I read. Here they all are.

Spoilers, of course, are under the cut.

- When did the prologue take place? I was thinking it was directly after the happenings of The Cruel Prince, and it caught my neck when it wasn’t.

- “His most ostentatious decoration, however, is his soft, sullen mouth.” Lmaoo Jude, girl you in lOOovEE hehehe

- Jude is probably right to not trust Grimsen because I don’t either, but it’s too bad CARDAN doesn’t LISTEN

- Jude seems to have fallen into authority really naturally, giving orders to Faeries as though she isn’t viewed as lesser. She’s turning into a protagonist you have a love/hate relationship with and Black is writing that extremely well in my opinion

- I think the Roach teaching Cardan how to steal is amazing and it will certainly come in handy later on it did, believe me

- Jude burning her stuffed animals is so DramaticTM but go ahead, girl

- I don’t like Locke, I don’t like Locke, I don’t like Locke at all

- “Kiss me again. Kiss me until I am sick of it.” SHE SHOULD HAVE DONE IT DAMMIT JUDE

- Jude seems to always tell Cardan before she commands him which is super respectful for someone she’s supposed to loath

- “The last room Cardan occupied caught fire....let me rephrase, it caught fire because he lit it on fire.” I’m sorry, I was rolling, that was hysterical

- Jude and the Bomb lying on the High King’s bed together to “see if its safe” and teasing each other about crushes only for the Bomb to actually open up to Jude and trust her ??? Wow okay wasn’t ready for those feels

- I don’t like Locke, I don’t like Locke, I don’t like Locke at all

- Cardan really stole Jude’s ruby ring I’m DEAD that was kinda petty

- When Locke tried to humiliate Jude at the Hunter’s Moon, only for her to take the attention and OWN it...a bitch was shook. That was such a power move on Jude’s part. I have one (1) Queen and her name is Duarte

- I was on page 173 where I had known about Cardan’s mother being imprisoned for approximately .27 seconds and I already couldn’t wait to see what unfolded with her

- Eva’s child was destined to be a greater weapon than even Justin could forge......mmmmmmm that child is for sure Jude

- “He survived on cat milk?” that was a little sad and a lot funny, sorry sorry

- BAPHEN SEES A NEW MONARCH COMIIIIIIIING (IS IT JUDE HERSELF OR IS JUDE PREGNAAAAANT????)

- Cardan sitting sideways in his throne with his leg thrown over the armrest is a Big Mood and I expected nothing less

- I absolutely detest Locke and how he treats Taryn, but I love seeing Jude snap at him and assert herself over him like a straight QWEEN

- I also feel so, so bad for Taryn because it seems like she truly loves Locke and is willing to overlook how he treats her- including how he’s cheating on her with countless Faeries- just to have him near her. She’s growing dependent on him but she doesn’t have anyone to help pull her out of that situation and I feel awful for her

- hell YEAH my Jurdan slept together best BELIEVE

- Jude kicking Locke’s chair out from under him is simply another reason on an already lengthy list of why she’s literally my hero also the way she stepped on Locke’s chest and threatened him

- “Once you’re wed, if you want to take other lovers, she better be with you, and she better be into it. If it’s not fun for everyone, it’s not happening.” A great way to put it, but also made me giggle a lil bit

- Jude not knowing what pepper jack cheese is

- Oof I hated the way Vivi handled the whole deal with telling Heather about Faerie.....telling her at the last possible minute was not a great plan in my opinion

- “It seems I have a singular taste for women who threaten me.” Cardan, I-

- I DON”T LIKE LOCKE ONE FUCKING BIT NUH UH

- Okay, Queen of Nothing just got that much better because I know Jude won’t let Locke almost kill her and get away with it....she’s coming for him hehehe

- Jude’s brain really told her, ‘Kill him before he makes you love him’ like...babey that’s so DramaticTM

- I pieced together the Ghost’s betrayal only, like, four seconds before it actually happened but that didn’t make it hurt aNY LESS. I’m interested in hearing motives for that because very few were offered

- “Now kiss me as though I were Cardan.” BITCH, I-

- And Jude actually kissed Balekin differently, because that bitch is in loooove

- So you really expect me to sit here and read about how Cardan ALLOWED the Undersea to attack his people without retaliation just to get Jude back and not think he’s in love with her???? yeah okay

- Cardan’s first reaction to seeing Jude on top of him in his bed is to pull her closer to him and roll her in his sheets...I’m weak send help

- Cardan canonically sleeps naked. Thank you, @hollyblack for giving us that gem

- The sheer vulnerability that Cardan has with Jude in his bed is touching and heart-wrenching and I need more, more, so much more

- You know what really killed me? Like, absolutely decimated me? This quote: “’Yes, my sweet villain, my darling god. I will be as sober as a stone carving, just as soon as I can.’ And with that, he kisses me on the mouth.”

- Balekin’s dusty ass really tried to frame Jude for the murder of the High King and then his wig got snATCHED when he realized she wasn’t actually glamoured

- I need more Jude taking care of a sick/drunk Cardan, comforting him and telling him he’ll be okay

- Balekin’s dusty ass also tried to surrender the moment he realized Jude was beating him in their duel and his wig got snatched again when she still killed him hell yeeeaaahhhh

- The only good part of the scene where Jude finds out Taryn betrayed her is when Caradan admits he trusted her wholeheartedly and she didn’t have to command him to do anything

- I also need motives for Taryn doing this because ???? it isn’t adding up

- So I’d like to think that Cardan had been planning on marrying Jude since the beginning of the book when he initially stole her ring, because he gave it back to her as a wedding ring

- “Beneath every bit of your sea is land. Seething, volcanic land. Go against me, and I will show you what this will do, my lady.” OKAY NOW I HAVE ONE (1) KING AND HIS NAME IS GREENBRIAR

- I loved it when Jude was like “during my month in the Undersea, Cardan changed.” like lol yeah babey, he’s your slut and he’s in love with you

- Okay okay okay alright alright we were getting somewhere with Jude and Cardan trusting each other but I fell like this exile might have put a damper on that. Maybe could have taken us a few steps back.

- I, for one, do not having debilitating trust issues so I’m sticking my neck out for Cardan and saying that he has a plan and a good reason for exiling Jude. It was in response for her killing Balekin and it was in front of Orlagh, who was demanding retribution for his death, soooooo idk seems like he was playing his cards wisely if he had a plan

- Is Jude....watching....Yuri! On Ice....?? Because same

- Honestly this book gave me crippling trust issues and anxiety and I need the third book like, instantly. It was amazing, I wanted to cry through the whole thing

- If you made it this far, congrats, you witnessed my emotional roller coasters and I appreciate that

#the wicked king #the cruel prince #folk of the air #my thoughts #wicked king spoilers

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polarishpd · 5 years

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All Of The Stars Chapter 2: I’d Rather Be Me

Word Count: 4217

AO3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/15378726 (HunterWizard, All Of The Stars)

“A diner?"

Lance and Pidge stand in front of the purple-lit sign reading 'Vrepit Sal's diner'.

"Hope you weren't expecting a club, McClain," Pidge raises an eyebrow, smiling a little as she pushes through the doors. The diner is nearly empty, save for a tall, hulking man standing behind the counter.

"Well, I was hoping to, you know, meet a couple ladies, get on the dance floor, knock back a few-"

"-Katie Holt!" booms the man, completely ignoring Lance's presence and high-fiving Pidge. "Good to see you back here! What's it, the fifth time this week?"

She grins, gesturing behind her back to a booth away from Sal. Lance slips away.

"Not that I'm counting, Sal," she starts, nodding her head towards the happy chef, "but I think it's the sixth."

Sal claps his hands together happily. Lance zones out of the best-friend conversation while the two trade barbs about 'oh, that Hunk!'

"Whaddaya want?" Pidge appears out of nowhere suddenly, slapping a menu in front of him.

"Uh-"

"Two minutes. I've already ordered."

Lance flips feverishly through his menu, which admittedly looked better the more he flipped. Burgers, fries, shakes, waffles, pretty standard diner fare.

"Uh-um, I guess I'll take the garlic knot set?" he stammers, under too much pressure. To his relief, Pidge seems to approve of his choice, nodding and taking back the menu.

"Excellent choice. I'm Italian, did you know?"

She blitzes off, kicking up another storm of conversation with Sal. And no, Lance did not know. She'd always skated for America.

It all seems so...surreal.

Somehow she's everything he expected and completely different at the same time. Definitely a lot more snarky than he expected.

Was it possible that she would have watched him while he was competitive? Adored him, even?

Nah. No way.

But he watched her. A lot. Something about her skating was...curious. Her skating was remarkably different to his. In too many ways to describe.

His eye catches sight of the little dab of smeared black rimming her eyes. It can't help but remind him of the first day he watched her skate.

¬3 YEARS AGO¬

"And that was an excellent start to the senior Ladies' event! Up next, we have a first-year senior, who's done impressively getting into the final at only 16. Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome, from the United States...Katie Holt!"

Lance stands on the side in the exclusive skaters' area, a glistening silver medal hanging around his neck. Damn Lotor. Whatever.

The first thought he has when Katie Holt skates on the ice is about her dress. Outlandish. Most of her bodice is a sweet, innocent, sparkly white, but wrapping around her left and down her skirt is a stark, shimmering black, swishing around her almost hypnotically.

What song is she skating to?

Suddenly, Lance's heart skips a beat, because for a moment-and just a moment-she looks up, right into his widened eyes.

She nearly falters-but continues skating on, arms open, acknowledging the crowd.

Barely even warming up, Katie Holt settles into place, bowing her head between crossed arms.

Damn.

The music starts, a barely discernible tinkle of bells.

She doesn't move.

Loudly, a famous descending scale of chords rings out, and she leaps into action.

Of course.

Phantom of the Opera.

Katie skates fast, powerfully, cutting across the ice with large crossovers.

"And she's setting up for her first jumping pass..."

Without hesitation, she picks straight up into a triple lutz, swinging back up with a triple loop right after.

Lance gaped. An almost non-existent combo for both men and ladies.

Double axel from difficult entry. Landed. Triple sal. Easy. Even in the air she looks bored.

The music softens, blurring into a lyrical section just as she moves into the step sequence.

Think of me,

Think of me fondly,

When we've said goodbye...

Fast steps, deep edges, plenty of upper body movement. Beautiful. Lance himself was strong in the steps too, but she...was she an ice dancer or something?

Remember me,

Once in a while

Please promise me you'll try...

Her eyes glisten a little. Hmm.

Katie speeds up again, exiting a flying spin and cutting across to the center, gliding backwards, and hitting a triple lutz right on the beat, the music abruptly banging back into the iconic theme.

From here on, she's a majestic blur, jump after jump landed with remarkable ease. Triple flip. Triple flip, half loop, triple sal. Double axel, triple toe. No problem. No underrotation, shaky landings. None.

Finally, as the music builds, she enters a layback spin, pulling into a haircutter, into a beautifully arched Biellman. And as she exits, she reaches her hand upwards, bringing it in to her heart and crumpling to the ice.

Remember me...

Nothing short of amazing.

Lance couldn't tear his eyes away.

She won that day.

~~~

"Lance? Lance?" Pidge waves a hand in front of his face, finally eliciting a startled response. "Good, thought I lost you again."

"No-no, you didn't. Oh wow!"

Pidge proudly beams, holding two plates of food that materialized much faster than Lance had anticipated. One filled with garlic knots, the other with a burger. And damn, did the food look good.

"Do you like peanut butter? I got us a milkshake to share, but I'm perfectly capable of downing a whole one on my own if you like-"

"-I like peanut butter-"

"-great!"

Pidge can only pray that Lance can't see how skittish and nervous she's been acting. Can you blame her?

"Mmm, this is good..." he mutters, hungrily tearing into his garlic knots. Pidge takes this as a cue to dig into her burger, the beefy juices making her sing mental hymns. Ah...good food feels doubly great on an empty stomach.

"Yeah, I got the food free because my pal Hunk helped Sal get a bunch of regulars," she responds, amidst chews.

"Aw man, Pidge, I was going to pay! Make a good first impression on my new colleague!" he jokingly whines, pouting dramatically. Pidge scoffs.

"Sure, you can just go over there and pay. No problem."

Pidge doesn't like how she goes a little red when he gives her a small, amused smile.

"What brings you to Castle Rink, Lance McClain?" she starts. Okay, admittedly she's pretty crap at small talk, but she should make an effort. It's Lance McClain, for god's sake, its not every day she gets the chance to befriend such a guy. (though admittedly, her impression of him was rapidly...changing.)

He takes in a deep breath, letting it all out in a surprisingly dramatic sigh.

"You know, once you've seen it all, the big cities and the fast life, I just really wanted to settle down-"

"-cut the bullshit, no offense-"

"-okay, Shiro and Allura are two of my biggest skating heros, so of course I was going to take the opportunity," he admits, looking defeated. "I mean, wouldn't you? Plus-"

Suddenly, he cuts himself off, eyes bulging and stuffing a garlic knot in his mouth.

"Plus?" Pidge raises an eyebrow inquisitively.

"Nufin'!"

Hmm.

"They were part of my motivation too," she adds on, still looking skeptical. "I was lucky they took me."

Pidge remembers it solidly. There was no one else that she had even considered when making the switch to singles. It had to be Shiro and Allura. No one else. And they had taken her on faster than she had even hoped for. Back then, it all felt like a dream, to be coached by two skating legends. Now that she's witnessed Shiro falling on a waltz jump and Allura tripping on a backspin, it's...less idolatry.

"Wonder if its too late for me," Lance jokes, looking up wistfully, voice going noticeably softer and quieter.

An awkward pause.

Pidge did hope he would return, but so many seasons of inactivity? She'd lowered her expectations. The men's field hasn't been interesting, with Lotor winning everything unopposed. Ugh.

"Ah, lets cut the serious anime backstory talk," he dismisses, much to her disappointment. "Give me the gossip! Tell me about Castle Rink! Who's the playboy, the emo, the uncle, the mom friend? You got any loooove going around?"

Pidge blinks.

"I'll-I'll let you form your own opinions when you meet them tomorrow," she answers, mentally berating herself for sounding so stiff.

"Fine," he answers, with a mockingly offended tone. "But you owe me the secret gossip after I meet them."

"Deal."

Lance looks up, eyes brightening.

"Is Allura single?"

"LANCE-"

~~~

It's cold outside. But Pidge's face is rapidly getting hotter, and hotter, with her brain neurons firing-

"You've got to be fucking kidding me."

"Is it that bad? Is it a sketchy area? Pidge?"

Pidge glances down at the piece of paper, rubbing her eyes and face, and looking again. Nope. Still the same address.

"What is it?"

She lets out a sigh, slapping the little paper back into Lance's hand and starts to walk.

"Well, Lance," she starts, turning back. "You're living in the same apartment block as me. In fact, you're my neighbour!"

Lance raises an eyebrow.

"Hoo...ray?"

Just her luck. Now she has to live, breathe and literally sleep freaking Lance.

She's not sure how she feels about this.

"C'mon, I usually walk home. Doesn't take long to walk, and I'm too cheap for taxis," Pidge gestures. "You'll learn the way back easily."

"Whatever you say, Pidge."

Lance follows her, just a little ways behind. But he notices her shiver, rubbing her arms, and realises she's wearing oddly little, her shoulders exposed to the biting cold.

"Hey, Pidge-" he calls, tapping her shoulder. She stops and turns around, and Lance is suddenly struck by how tiny she is. Like an elf.

"-yeah?" she breathes out, now unable to hide her cold. He yanks off his jacket, thrusting it to her.

"Here. You're cold."

For a moment, she looks like she's about to protest, but finally gives in and lets him slide the too-large jacket onto her, his fingers just barely brushing the cream skin not covered by her flimsy knit sweater.

Pidge covers her face, a little flushed (from the cold?), burrowing into the jacket.

"T-thanks."

She pauses, turning to Lance.

"You still want to hear that gossip?"

Lance smiles.

~~~

Lance's jacket is warm. Cozy. She likes how its too big, enveloping her small body. And most importantly, it smells really good. Some kind of musky sandalwood. Shit, did Lance see her face go all red?

"You're telling me that they haven't fixed this lift for how long?!"

"Three years, no less," Pidge responds, casually and nimbly bounding up the stairs. Lance groans.

"This is my off-ice conditioning," he complains. "I thought they were going to fix this."

"If there's one thing I know, Lance, it's to never trust landlords."

She's up to their floor much faster than him. With a tinge of regret, Pidge slides the cozy jacket off her shoulders, slinging it over her arm. Lance appears, panting dramatically.

"How did you skate a near-whole program with this kind of stamina?" Pidge laughs, giving him a hand and yanking him up. Jokingly, Lance keels over, coughing and hacking.

"Oh, stop it-"

"-I'm an old man, Pidge."

Again, she pulls him up, Lance's fingers lingering for a touch too long.

"Goodnight, Lance," she laughs, thrusting the jacket to the panting boy. "Here."

To her surprise, he waves her off, turning and heading to his door.

"You-you can keep it. Think of it as my replacement first impression gift."

Smiling doofishly, he salutes, unlocking his apartment door. Pidge stands still, eyes open wide and face definitely a little red.

"I-uh-"

"Good night, Pidge. See you tomorrow!"

And just like that, he's gone.

Pidge is left staring at his door, slowly putting the jacket back on.

What is this random smile?

~~~

The Castle Rink bustles with hordes of teenagers, kids and freezing parents.

"And now children, follow me! Push just like I showed you!" crows a redheaded, mustached man, stooping on the ice and gesturing wildly to a bunch of giggling kids.

"Hot dogs! Get your hot dogs!" Lance hears somewhere in the distance, a voice that's very vaguely familiar.

"That's the best you can do? You have to try harder, kids!" scolds a...mulleted guy, leaning on the wall with crossed arms and barking at a bunch of kids doing push ups. "Hockey players need some kind of arm stamina!"

Lance rolls his eyes at the hair, thinking how it could do with some relaxation treatments, or maybe a deep-conditioning? Either way, that boy needed his ass dragged to the salon-

"-I can't believe you beat me here!"

Lance looks in horror as a panting Pidge speeds towards him, her shrill exclamation breaking his train of thought.

"Relax, Pidge-"

Lance gently takes hold of her arms, stopping her in her tracks. Her hair is messy, loose strands flying everywhere, crystal beads of sweat dotting her brow and face painted with a ruby flush.

Pidge stops, bending over and looking up, near to hyperventilation.

"-ah-I told myself-oof-that I would-ah-show you around first," she breathes out. "But you know, it's-oof-okay, totally didn't-"

Suddenly, she cuts herself off, eyes widening and face somehow going even redder.

"What?"

"Nothing!"

"What is it, Pidge..."

"I said-"

"Lance! Welcome!"

It takes Lance every fiber of his being to not immediately scream and faint on the spot when he sees Takashi Shirogane wave, grinning at him. At him. He's got the amazing build, two-tone hair, and most notably the prosthetic arm. As perfect as he looked on a screen.

Instead of that, he settles for a cool nod of acknowledgement, smile, and offered hand.

"Ni-nice to meet you, Mr. Shirogane."

Pidge snickers from behind Shiro.

"Call me Shiro. I see you've met Pidge," he notes, turning around and playfully mussing up her hair even more. "Such a ball of energy, isn't she?"

"Y-yeah," he answers, still a little dazed.

"I was very glad to see your application, Lance. Not only did you have a pretty good resume, Pidge here-"

Pidge's eyes flash angrily-suddenly, she's leaped on Shiro's back and slammed her tiny hands on his mouth with surprising force. Shiro laughs, a muffled sound behind the iron-grip, and all Lance can do is stare with bewilderment at the very odd scene.

Is this what it's like to be friends with your co-workers?

And as if it wasn't enough, watching the demure-sized Pidge grappling on his truck-sized idol, attempting to literally shake Pidge off, Lance's rapidly weakening heart has to take a literal goddess waltzing in the room.

Freaking.

Allura.

The Allura.

She looks like she's glowing, with the great wide smile, bright white hair, and glittering blue eyes. Almost floating on air...

"TAKASHI SHIROGANE! KATIE HOLT!"

And all of a sudden, the goddess metamorphs into a blazing, raging, hellish ball of fire, her mere presence terrifying enough to turn Pidge and Shiro into a cowering pair of whimpering children.

"WHAT DID I SAY ABOUT TUSSLING IN THE ENTRANCE-oh hello, Lance, good to see you here!"

Lance blinks. She's smiling again, speaking in a perfectly pleasant British accent.

Wow.

"Um-uh-yeah, Pidge told me the way, we happen to be living across each other-"

"-LANCE!"

"-oh, is that so?" Allura ignores the outburst, merely sending Pidge a sideways smirk. "Excellent. You've got to meet Hunk, and Keith, and Coran-come on over here!"

Wait.

The redheaded man, mullet, and a guy in an apron-wait-

This was the Hunk of Castle Rink?

Shit.

The three slowly sidle over, Coran literally leaping over in one bounce. The second Hunk sees him, Lance notices the little flash of recognition which soon dissipates; Hunk looks downwards, twiddling his thumbs.

"This is Coran," Allura introduces. "He's our resident expert speed skater, won quite a number of medals in his day. Our most jovial coach."

Coran gives Lance a quick one-over, much more dramatically than most with squinted eyes and multiple moustache twirls, finally offering his hand, apparently satisfied.

"Good to meet you, Lance. I'm Coran Hieronymus Wimbleton Smythe, and I hope you like our humble rink. Belonged to Allura's father, you know, since-"

Allura's tinkling laugh cuts Coran off.

"Let's save him the exposition, shall we? Okay, this is Keith. He-"

Keith holds up a (very edgily) fingerless-gloved hand.

"Let's save him the exposition, shall we?" Pidge, Shiro and Coran snicker, much to Allura's obvious annoyance. Keith smirks, pleased. "Hi, I'm Keith, I play hockey, I teach hockey, I don't like small talk."

He doesn't offer his hand, simply tilting his head in acknowledgement. Lance raises his eyebrows.

"And this is Hunk!"

"He already knows who I am, Allura," Hunk waves off, suddenly seeming a bit unsure. "Right?"

Lance couldn't ever forget about Hunk. Who could forget about a happy, kind, friendly middle-school best friend?

"How could I forget you, buddy? I always regretted leaving the Garrison," Lance sighs, moving in for their secret handshake, still remembered after so long. But either Hunk doesn't remember it, or Hunk rejects him completely, because Lance finds his hand floating unrequited in the air. So he slowly brings it back down to his side, feeling the burn in his face.

"No, no you didn't."

Hunk doesn't look up at him.

Allura, as if sensing the tension, cuts in with all her British-cheeriness.

"All of you better return to your classes before we get World War Three up in here, Shiro and I will take Lance and get him oriented with our schedule. Pidge, go warm up, class soon!" she trills. Shiro and Allura both grab Lance, pulling him off to the office.

Pidge frowns.

Lance never mentioned knowing Hunk.

¬¬¬

"Long day, huh?"

Pidge laughs as Lance flops back on the couch, long legs and arms dangling everywhere.

"Allura never mentioned my work hours when she hired me," he groans. "I don't think I've ever taught twelve classes in a day before!"

"You probably should have asked," Pidge snarks, yanking at an arm and pulling him back on the ice with her, suddenly smiling. "or were you too tongue-tied?"

"I was-I was not!" Lance flushes bright red. "I was more tongue tied with Shiro, if I'm being honest!"

Pidge chuckles softly, skating a round of the rink effortlessly, clearly enjoying the freedom of an empty rink. Lance couldn't help but notice how pretty her auburn hair looked as it splayed out, trailed behind her. She does a spin, nice and centered, before lazily doing some footwork, a slow but elegant twizzle.

She looks...happy.

So he joins her, enjoys the free ice. Lets the tension of the day go away. Just him, Pidge, and the ice. Soon, what started as a free and easy skating session escalates, Lance absentmindedly transitioning into the step sequence from-

"-is that a short program?" Pidge softly wonders aloud, but it's enough to stop Lance, which Pidge immediately protests.

"Yes it is-was-was," Lance corrects, smacking his head. He'd liked that program. A lot.

He'd always been thinking too far into the future, huh? Came back and bit him on the ass.

"Why didn't-why didn't you use it?" she asks, almost shyly. With a single push, she glides right beside him.

"My injury. I don't know if you know-"

"-trust me, I know-"

"-oh?" So she does know his competitive career. "I just-just couldn't find it in me to go back."

Pidge is a confusing mix of emotions, flitting from sad, disappointed, to confused, annoyed.

"Who choreographed it? It's really good. Suits you."

"I did," Lance answers, a little surprised-and pleased-at the praise. "I was getting into that."

"You should choreograph for the kids," Pidge suggests, starting to skate around again. Lance follows her, the two falling into an easy and surprisingly comfortable pace and rhythm. "It's a waste."

Lance tosses his phone over to Pidge, heart nearly dropping out of his chest when she fumbles the catch.

"Just kidding."

"You're evil. Pick a song. Whatever you like."

Pidge frowns questioningly, but skates off, connecting the phone to the system. It's perfect timing, really, because the song only starts once she's rejoined him.

It's just another night And I'm staring at the moon I saw a shooting star And thought of you

"Didn't peg you for a cheesy love song girl," he laughs, making Pidge stick out her tongue at him. He holds a hand out, which she reluctantly takes.

"Well, there's a lot you don't know about me, especially my elusive music taste. So why did you ask me to pick a song, again-ah!"

Suddenly, Lance spins her around with alarming speed, breaking into a series of crossovers, her grip tightening with every movement.

I can see the stars From America I wonder, do you see them, too?

"Try and improvise!" he laughs. As the chorus begins, Lance lets go of her, moving into a series of steps, leaping up into a simple delayed axel, perfectly timed to the music. It's alarming to Pidge. How does someone be so free and easy? Just make everything up on the spot?

I can hear your heart On the radio beat They're playing 'Chasing Cars' And I thought of us

PIdge can only watch in awe. Lance just...dances. A dancer on ice. While she was an ice dancer, everything was planned, every movement, every little step had to be perfect. She won with Matt because of how precise they were, and how she worked so well with him. But figure skating...figure skating is so different, that she cannot be rigid and win.

So I took your hand Back through lamp lit streets I knew Everything led back to you

Lance reaches out for her again, their fingers nearly missing, fumbling to meet. It's awkward and clumsy, their attempts to skate together. But Lance seems determined, and Pidge actually finds herself enjoying their dance, of sorts.

You're the song my heart is Beating to

The romantic implications of the song are not lost by Pidge, who can't help but wonder...but her thoughts are interrupted when Lance starts twizzling, almost like a challenge; so she joins him, twizzling just as fast, but completely out of sync, making Lance laugh.

Nearly feeling free, letting her mind and body separate...

"Sorry I'm not your brother!"

Something snaps.

Pidge goes and turns the music off.

"Wasn't that fun? C'mon, admit it!" he gives her a shit-eating grin, knocking her on the shoulder.

"Yeah...yeah..."

Pidge forces herself to smile. It was fun. Just...until it wasn't.

"Hey, you haven't got a program yet," he points out, a little breathless. "Shiro was mentioning choreographing you new ones this season?"

Pidge coughs, looking as if she'd rather not answer that question.

"Um-well, I wasn't sure if I was going to compete this season. Coaching-"

"-You're kidding, right?!" Lance interrupts, unable to control the outburst. "You're Katie Holt, you're-"

"-I'm what?" she questions, leaning in, tilting her head.

"-anyway, my point is you're still in competitive shape. You could still compete. Here's an idea, I'll choreograph your program for you! You said it was a waste if I don't choreograph, so this is a win-win situation, isn't it?"

Pidge freezes.

"But..."

"But what?"

It seemed a perfectly sensible idea.

"Well, you see..." Pidge huffs out, stuffing her hands in her jacket pocket, gaze trailing to her skates. "You and I, we're very different skaters, you see...I mean, you're interesting! I skate to friggin' Beethoven! Not even Shostakovich at least! And not to mention-"

"O-Oh-Okay, calm down here," Lance gently takes hold of her hands, flying around in a multitude of directions. "First of all, your skating is not boring. Second of all, it's never too late to try something new! Come on, Pidge, what do you say?"

Pidge pauses, looking down at her small hands in Lance's.

And slowly, she utters a single word.

"No."

She tugs her hands back.

"I'm sorry, Lance. I don't even know if I'll be competing, you know? So I'd rather not waste your time. I meant what I said, you should go choreograph, we've got some talented kids here that I know you'll love."

Lance can only think about how there might be a ton of talented kids rising up in the ranks, but none of them like Pidge. So what if she skated to classical music? He's seen what she can do. She could change it up. She could become a star again, goddamnit, instead of being the fifth place finisher at a random Grand Prix event. He has so much to say, but all he can muster up is:

"Yeah."

~~~

The walk back home is nothing like it was the first day. Awkward, silent. Boring. Towards the end, Pidge seems to warm up a bit.

"Hey, I'm sorry," Pidge apologizes, as they begin their long, long walk up.

"You have nothing to be sorry for."

"I kind of do."

When Lance doesn't respond, rather can't respond, Pidge takes it as a cue to stick in her earphones.

What she doesn't remember is their great height difference. What she doesn't remember is how easily he can see her phone. What she doesn't remember-or maybe, doesn't know yet- is how Lance is the snoopiest person in Castle Rink.

She's listening to Panic At The Disco, of all things. This is Gospel. A favourite of Lance-both of them, it seems.

Lance laughs.

He's going to make her one hell of a program.

Pidge doesn't even hear him.

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