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thisiswhereifall · 6 years

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Day 4: Pets

Need I say more? I managed to write today, as well. Holy quiznacking crows, I'm on a roll these days.

I really enjoyed writing this, even more than the previous ones, to be honest. I thought it was a cute prompt(open-ended, too, because hey. Everyone loves an open-ended story.) and it was just an idea I came up with

Enjoy!

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Pidge had always liked tiny things.

No, that didn't mean she didn't like Kaltenecker or the idea of bringing her to the ship. She absolutely adored the cow and her affectionate moo's. Not to mention, the milkshakes are entirely helpful to keep Pidge's brain healthy and functioning. It was a good thing that Allura allowed them to keep her, too.

But that doesn't stop Pidge from liking tiny things.

Part of it involves the smallest screws and machine parts that she considers to be very cute. She would smile and inwardly squeal whenever she tinkers into alien machines and sees the tiniest parts that comprise such a deadly weapon. Pidge also loved seeing the Galra drones despite the fact that they were there to kill her, and she loved Rover so much. He was a robot, loyal, and tiny.

Pidge definitely liked tiny things.

Green knows it, but never did Pidge make her lion feel as if she didn't love her. Green was beautiful and majestic, the only lion with a shield on her backside and Pidge would melt when Green purrs lovingly at her. Large, powerful, and intimidating, but Pidge loved her, anyway. Green is beautiful in more ways than one, and Pidge could never be more proud.

Pidge remembers that she still liked tiny things, when a flash of blue crosses her line of vision and she blinks.

She followed the alien creature floating around her bedroom, its glowing markings blinking in excitement as it circled the cluttered area with wide curious eyes and a permanent pout. The creature was small and quiet; slow-moving and peaceful, and Pidge just couldn't resist taking it with her before she left the trash planet she was thrown in from the corrupted wormhole.

Allura and Coran never noticed the tiny thing enter the Green Lion.

And it wasn't like Pidge actually brought it with her. The thing followed her into her Lion, rather, it followed the suspicious trash that Pidge secretly brought into her Lion. If Green didn't send her the message, Pidge wouldn't even know that the little creature was there with her. And she remembered that day very well.

That day, she yelped into the comms, even more startled that it was a blue space caterpillar rather than a green one.

“Pidge, are you alright?” Allura immediately asked, much to Pidge's horror as she grabbed the creature and hid both of her hands out of the camera's sight as it flashed on. She gulped, biting her tongue to prevent herself from rambling and she was a terrible liar.

“O-Oh, nothing! I just, um, accidentally hit my toe at the, uh, corner.” Her eyes looked around to see if there were any corners inside Green. There were none. “I mean, I just hit my toe somewhere, I didn't actually mean a specific corner or literally, a corner. There are lots of stuff here that you could hit your toe at, and not to mention, Green is probably made of some hard space material that a human body could--"

“Pidge, aren't you wearing your armor?” Allura interrupted, and Pidge knew that she just messed herself up big-time.

Pidge sighed, opening her mouth again to say something else despite the futile attempts of trying to stop the furry thing in her hands from moving “Okay, okay, you got me. I was…” She gripped the creature a little tighter, as much as she didn't want to hurt it any further. “… So excited that my satellite worked that I yelped in shock when Green responded to my feelings.” Okay, that was definitely way more believable.

Green rumbled in protest and Pidge ignored her.

Silence took over the comms before Allura finally replied. “Oh. Okay. Now let's go get the others.” Soon, the mic and camera shut off and Pidge let out a long sigh of relief. She then placed her hands in front of her and stared long at the blue alien. She didn't sign up for adoption papers at all. “Okay, little guy. What are you doing here? We're miles away from your home planet now.” She softly whispered, afraid that anyone would hear her.

The last thing Pidge wanted was for anyone to see a blue space caterpillar with her.

She watched the creature float around, then behind her as if it was trying to answer. Pidge turned her head to follow it with her gaze, her face heating up when it landed on the suspicious trash she had brought with her aboard Green. Her hand flew to her face. Now she's got two things to hide from her team.

One, the cute new pet, and two, Trash Lance. And they were both blue.

That day, Pidge knew she was doomed for life if anyone ever enters her bedroom and sees them in the farthest and most hidden corner of her room. The first few days weren't easy at all.

The first thing Pidge did was to make a mess out of her own sleeping space, one that would turn off anyone's curiosity about what abominations she hid in her room. Hunk hated it when things weren't organized – he was an engineer, after all. Allura and Coran aren't interested in invading other people's privacy. Shiro would occasionally knock from time to time to check on her, but he wouldn't bother turning the lights on, entering the room, or looking around, so it was safe. Which left Keith and Lance.

Keith had zero fucks to give when it comes to anything urgent. Sure, he wouldn't just enter someone else's space without permission, but once the guy thinks that what he's there for is more important than anything else including privacy, he would barge in without a word and not care no matter how many times you yell at him for entering. He would, most likely, yell back.

And it just so happened that the day Pidge brought home her secret, it just had to be Keith who was the first to enter her room unannounced.

“Pidge, training deck now. Shiro has something to-- what's that?” Keith turned his attention to a certain trash at the corner of the room, but before he could process what exactly it was, Pidge flung herself in front of his eyes, throwing a blanket behind her.

“Nothing, really! Just a new robot prototype I've been working on.” She had gotten better at lying, silently wishing that Keith didn't have enough time to even recognize who the piece of trash lump was.

It was a good thing that Keith gave zero fucks about anything else, because he didn't question her any further. Or maybe he already knows and just chooses not to say anything about it. After all, Keith figured that she was a girl before she even said anything at all. He once again, reminded her of the urgent meeting in the training room, before finally leaving.

Pidge should get to work soon.

Making a mess was easy enough, since she had enough machines and hoarded lots of clutter to scatter on the floor, making sure that stepping would prove to be hard enough for anyone to enter. Lance was, surprisingly, a neat and finicky person so he would be easy to ward off with just a few garbage here and there.

And the plan worked. Not long after, Keith barely steps inside the room for fear that he might break something on the floor. Hunk refuses to even open the door. Shiro didn't have to enter to check on her, as usual, and Lance…

“Woah, what the quiznack, Pidge? It's like the aftermath of a tornado!”

Frankly-speaking, Lance didn't care about the trash. He would complain, but he didn't really care. He'd still walk into the room and drag her out whenever he felt like it. The first time, Pidge had to grab her pet and hide it with her pillows while she shoved Trash Lance under her bed. Lance had been at the doorway the moment she panicked so he didn't really notice, since he was busy complaining.

Pidge had to resort to Plan B.

She installed a security system outside her door so it would detect Lance from a few meters away. Using Galra drone parts, same with Rover, she successfully created an invisible scanner and now she could prepare in advance whenever Lance was about to invade her space.

But Lance wasn't the only problem in this scenario. His counterparts were also hard to deal with.

Caterpillar Lance was just as curious as he was.

The little creature would fly around and check out every single clutter all over Pidge's room. It would often do so every time her scanners would alert her that Lance was going to arrive any moment, much to her dismay. She would desperately try to jump and catch it, always barely making it in time before Lance appears on the doorway, completely oblivious about the way she catches her breath when he does.

What was more annoying was the fact that the creature gets hungry.

It was logical. All living things get hungry and this was no robot. This was an actual living thing and she couldn't just let it starve in her room. Finding out its diet was a challenge. Sneaking its food into her room, even more so.

“Uh, Pidge. What exactly are you going to do with that? I mean, hey, you're supposed to eat it since it's, well, food. But… I thought you said you hated veggies?” One night, Hunk caught her piling up her plate with food goo and a bunch of unrecognizable space vegetables from the fridge. He must have been up for a midnight snack, and she was not pleased.

“Uh, I was going to try some since I was… hungry.” Lying to Hunk was one of the toughest things to do, seeing as how observant the fellow was. From the looks of his face, Pidge was sure he wasn't buying it.

He tilted his head in suspicion, eyeing Pidge. “No, no, no. I swear I left some desserts in the fridge and knowing you, you wouldn't choose veggies over sweets anytime.” Pidge definitely hated the fact that literally everyone in the ship knew that she loved sweets like any girl would. She shouldn't have disclosed that much info about herself.

“Fine. I was going to do a few biology tests in my room since I have always wondered if the materials that comprised Earth plants are the same as the ones in space. Green's hidden power got my gears up and running.” If there were any higher beings in space, she surely needed them any moment now. She also felt bad about always using Green as an excuse, but what choice does she have?

Science was enough to convince Hunk that she wasn't going to feed a living creature in her room, as he let her go after a few discussions about galactic theories.

Her heart felt a bit warm and happy when her little companion loved the veggies and that her efforts weren't all in vain.

Days passed by and Pidge proceeded as normal. Shoving Trash Lance under her bed whenever her scanners alerted her, hiding her friend with her pillows, spending her days and nights in Green's hangar so no one would come looking for her in her room, sneaking out food from the fridge, and all in all, just doing missions with her teammates. Everything was going by smoothly and she finally found her brother after all this time.

She introduced him to her room, suddenly remembering that Trash Lance and Caterpillar Lance weren't hidden. Thankfully, Matt didn't notice anything. The tour around the castle ended peacefully and preparations for the next battle were being discussed thoroughly.

Pidge retreated to her room after a long day, bothered by the fact that Lotor just technically saved them all. It was a suspicious act for her, but she didn't have the energy to think about that now. She held the plate of veggies closer, feeling guilty for not leaving out food for Caterpillar Lance the whole time.

As she stepped closer to her door, her heart skipped a beat and her eyes widened when she saw that it was wide open. Her ears started ringing as she sprinted towards her room in horror, not caring if the veggies were falling from the plate by how fast she was running.

Turning on the lights, her eyes quickly looked around. Trash Lance was still there at the corner. Her room was still a mess. Everything was normal, she thought. Her breath hitched when she realized that something was terribly wrong.

Caterpillar Lance was missing.

Panicking, Pidge dropped the plate hastily on her bed, throwing off all pillows from her bed and mentally cursing herself for leaving the door unlocked before leaving for battle. She even searched every drawer and under the bed, but she couldn't find him. Her friend was tiny and small and that would mean she would have to search for every possible nook and cranny in the castle if it decided to wander off.

“You've got to be kidding me!” She ran outside her room once again, panting and swearing from time to time in between her short breaths. She first searched the lounge. No sign of it. She made a mental note never to run into Keith or Shiro at this time because having to come up with an excuse today didn't sound very appealing to her.

She searched the training room, Green's hangar, and literally the whole castle. A hand fell to her chest as she heaved in large amounts of air. Looking up, she opened the door to the last room she hasn't looked into yet.

Kaltenecker's area.

As she stepped in and almost got blinded by how sunny the surroundings were, her eyes could hardly make out the figure from afar.

It wasn't Kaltenecker. Her heart seemed to have started beating faster and she was sure it was no longer adrenaline.

Before she could say anything, Lance turned around and spotted her. A goofy grin was plastered on his face and on his shoulders was the very thing that Pidge was trying to keep away from Lance. “Pidge! Look, this little guy followed me all the way to my room so I thought it would be nice for Kaltenecker to meet him.” He gestured to Caterpillar Lance, which was perched on his shoulder and staring at him.

Pidge froze. Caterpillar Lance knows him and intentionally followed him.

The thought was funny enough that Pidge's shoulders started shaking. “Pidge?” Lance spoke once more, before her silent chuckling turned into full-blown laughter. She tried to talk, but failed miserably. She looked up at Lance again, his confused expression transforming into a wide smile. “Well, I'm glad you're happy, Pidge. Kaltenecker liked him, as well.”

Her cheeks flushed at his words. He obviously had no idea that it was her who brought the caterpillar into the ship. “Yeah. Yeah, I am.” She smiled back at him.

“Come to think of it, wasn't this what Allura and Coran were talking about? The little caterpillar-like beings that helped you build that satellite? If you brought one home, why did you choose blue?”

Quiznack.

#plance #pidgance #vld #vld lance #vld pidge #pidgance month 2k17 #plance month #pidgance month #pidgancemonth2k17 #otp #flirtyrobot #fanfic #voltron #pets #day 4

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lovingpidgance · 6 years

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HAPPY PIDGANCE MONTH

WOOOOOOOOOO

#pidgance #pidgance month #plance

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pidgance · 6 years

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happy pidgance month folks here’s some doodles

#first pic i like to call 'when ur bf is gross'#pidgance #plance #pance #my art #doodle #pidgance month #coincidentally my birthday month lolol

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tiredgaykeith · 6 years

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Pidgance Month Day 1: Illogical

Pairing: Plance (Lance/Pidge)

Word Count: 911

Rating: General Audiences

People can be illogical, unreasonable, and self-centered. Love them anyways.

Logic was the founding principle of Pidge’s life, and had always been. She couldn’t name a time when applying logic and reason to a situation had failed her. It was like her safety net, the way she knew she wasn’t falling into something that would hurt her or the people she protected.

But one month into dating Lance, and Pidge’s foundation of her life was being uprooted.

“I just don’t get it, Matt,” Pidge rubbed her temples as she fell onto her bed, her brother’s face watching her from her laptop screen, “It’s like it’s impossible to understand or guess what he’s going to do. He has no sense of stability or repetition! He just, just-”

“Acts according to his mood?” Matt’s voice chimed in with slight static interference.

”Exactly!” Pidge whined, grabbing her pillow beside her and slapping it over her head, wishing she could press hard enough to die and not have to deal with the consequences of her and her boyfriend’s earlier fight.

“It doesn’t make sense to go down that passage, Lance!”

“It’s a gut feeling, babe!”

“Well I don’t trust gut feelings!“

“So what? You don’t trust me?”

Pidge groaned and tried to push the memory out of her head, but she couldn’t. Only a month of dating and they were already fighting? And over something so stupid. A heavy weight settled in her chest as a panic set in that maybe this relationship had been a terrible idea from the start.

“Pidge,” Matt’s sing-song voice brought her back to the present, “Hey, pay attention for a minute.”

She rolled over and looked back at her brother’s face on the screen. His smile grounded her and reminded her of all the countless times back on Earth that he had spent reassuring her. The weight in her chest lessened a little.

“Listen Pidge, this may come as a surprise to you,” Matt said, “But lots of people act on their emotions and in the moment. And that’s not always bad. You told me back when I was there that Lance had an incredible intuition, right?”

Pidge’s eyes drifted from the screen, remembering the few nights Matt had spent here after she found him. Maybe there were some thoughts about Lance she should’ve kept to herself.

“I mean, yeah,” Pidge sighed, “But it’s not just the game, Matt! He’s argumentative, and he can never give up even when I’ve proven him wrong, and oh my gosh, it’s like he thinks the entire universe revolves around him.”

Matt laughed from beyond the screen. “Argumentative, unreasonable, gee, I definitely don’t know anyone who fits that description.”

She tried giving him a stern glare through the screen, but from the look on Matt’s face it didn’t do much.

“Relationships aren’t always easy,” Matt continued, “Nobody’s perfect, not you, not Lance. You get into arguments and fights because that’s what happens when you care a lot about someone. There’s a really strong passion between you two, I can see that and so can everyone else. And you both have to get past these arguments and see past each others flaws to grow stronger, both individually and together.”

Pidge slowly nodded her head, sitting up on the bed as the tangled thoughts in her head began to unweave themselves.

”Thanks, Matt,” Pidge gave him a big smile, “I think I know what I gotta do.”

“No problem, sis,” Matt flicked his hair out of his face dramatically, sending back what Pidge figured was supposed to be a suave grin, “That’s what your amazing big bro is here for, after all!”

After a quick goodbye and shutting off her laptop, Pidge quietly walked down the hall to Lance’s bedroom door. She hesitated when she arrived in front of it, nerves kicking in. She took a deep breath and stepped forward, the door sliding open.

In the corner of the bedroom and past the gaming system they had set up together, Lance laid in a heap on his bed, folded underneath the covers. He looked up, his eyes looking faintly red and sad, but seemed to brighten at the sight of Pidge. He sat up slowly, but looked down with guilt.

”Hey,” his voice was a bit raspy, “I’m sorry about earlier, I-”

”No,” Pidge crossed the room and sat next to him on the bed, “I’m sorry, Lance. I was being annoying and-”

“What? No! I was being selfish and started it-”

“Yeah but I choose to turn it into a real fight and I said things-”

“Things that were true-”

Pidge pressed a finger to his lips, and his eyes closed as he pressed a kiss against it. She felt a faint shiver run down her back.

“Can we just,” Pidge moved in closer and let his arms wrap around her torso, “Both just agree we’re sorry and we were both being stupid?”

Lance smiled, pulling away her hand to kiss her on the lips, sparks of electricity running through them. He pulled away but let his forehead rest on hers. “Yeah, that sounds good.”

Pidge let him pull her into another kiss, and while in the back of her mind a voice nagged her that they should talk it out more and discuss what went wrong, she decided to save it for later. Right now, all she wanted was to let her heart move her, beating strongly against his. So she did.

Thank you so much for reading! Follow the ‘#pidgance month’ tag on my blog or check out the link to all the Pidgance Month prompts I’ll be doing below for more of the prompts! Thank you so much to the hard working mods of this month, can’t wait to keep writing and watering more plance!

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#vld #voltron #pidgance #plance #lance mcclain #pidge gunderson #pidgancemonth2k17 #pidgance month #seasalt #flirtyrobot #i love them<3

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kivea · 6 years

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Why can’t I get him out of my head?!

Because you have awful taste.

Day 1: Illogical

The eraser ripped into the top half of the picture, so I had to scrap that half and didn’t dare ink Keith.

#pidgance #pidgance month 2k17 #pidgance month #plance #pidgancemonth2k17 #my art

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bilhanabipolar · 6 years

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Pigance Month Day 1 : Illogical

In the beginning, Lance can’t fall on Pidge. It’s not like he doesn’t like Pigde. It’s just... he can’t.

A silhouette of a young girl he met three years ago is still walking around his brain. A girl he met at masked party when he’s still 15 years old. Lance doesn’t know what’s her name. The only thing he knows about her is he was 12 years old at that time. That girl asked him to help her, because she separated from her family. Lance can recall how that girl grip his tuxedo, how nervous she is, and how she smiled to say thank you.

That girl. He fallen for her. He can’t forget that feeling. So when he felt something strange about Pidge, he can’t forgive himself. He love the girl he met three years ago, how come he feel the same thing toward Pidge? This doesn’t make sense.

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“Hmm, I don’t know if I can go to the party tonight,” Pidge sighed.

“What? That’s a special invitation from the king of Planet Drughe, you can’t reject that,” Coran responded with a unpleasant stare.

“No, it’s not like I hate that King. It’s just... I don’t really good at party,” Pidge bite her thumb lightly. No kidding, she’s nervous as hell.

“What do you mean?” Coran asked, tried to understand the problem of The Green Paladin.

“Well... I don’t really like the crowd of strangers. It make me feel uncomfortable. Also, I don’t want to admit it, but I’m so tiny, I can sink easily in the crowd. And...” Pidge hold her breath for a second, “And I have ever been lost at masked party once and I don’t want that ever happen again.”

@pidgancemonth2017

#pidgancemonth2017 #plance #pidgance #pidgance month #plance month #i’m sorry for this late post :(#i’m sorry for the grammar error :(#i’m sorry for fall in love with these two :(#vld #voltron #voltron legendary defender #pidge #lance #pidge gunderson #lance mcclain

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xenioshelios · 6 years

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Pidgance month day one(what was I supposed to do with illogical? ???) I dramatically failed with inktober but I was like “Why not try this? It’s my otp soo.. (Also this is an alternate universe that I read on a ff some days before Forest Godess/Godess forest, I’m not sure, and I totally fell for it so here is some of the art I drew for this )

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wateryourplance · 6 years

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man I owe you guys three pidgance month submissions. I’m so sorry.

#pidgance month

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fromageinterrupted · 4 years

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Happy (kinda late) Valentine’s Day!!!

#Plance #Pidgance #flirtyrobot #VLD #lance #pidge #my art #I always want them to kiss #doodled at the last minute #didn’t think I would get to draw at all for a month

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oddeyecadia · 4 years

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Relationships:

Lance/Pidge (Voltron)

Additional Tags:

Alternate Universe - Quirks (My Hero Academia), First Meetings, Crushes, Action, drabble-ish cause its so short, pidge is in support class and lance is in hero class, no one asked for this but alas

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1760

Chapters:

1/1

Summary:

"Okay well, nice meeting you, Pidge. The name's Lance from class 2-A, hero course." His lips formed a smirk out of habit. "Shiro said you need me for something?"

"More like you need me."

Those words should've made him feel annoyed at how cocky she sounded, but the confident smirk she wore somehow erased any of his doubts.

#plance #pidgance #i miss these two so much #this has been in my wips for like months lol #its a bnha au folks

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a-haunted-sock · 5 years

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There are no reservations in space Hawaii!

lol @rueitae I reeeeally hope both you and @rosieclark don’t mind me drawing something for No Reservations but I had to! The first half is just the sweetest, cutest thing ever; just don’t ask me for the second half TT-TT

Pidge plucks Hunk’s card from his fingers and sets it off to the side. “Tempting, but you start school in a few months and I’m still testing the limits of the Defenders vehicles.” She hums, tapping a finger on her chin. "I wonder what would happen if Shiro interacted with them," she says with increasing awe before breaking out into a wide grin. "Maybe the vehicles will combine into a Voltron like the Lions! Lance! Remind me to check the dynotherm connectors when we get back - no, wait, I'm gonna call Matt right now and make him do it." She scrambles off the bed, intent on making her video call.

Lance wraps his arms around her waist, stopping her from going any further, nose pressed up against her lower back. The scent of the local perfume fills his senses and, despite leaning forward awkwardly, he wants to stay like this all day. "I love it when you talk science," he says breathlessly, "but It's our honeymoon. Your brother can wait, tell me all about it."

Small hands hold tightly onto his larger ones, resting on her abdomen. She rolls her thumb over his skin and Lance melts at the soft touches. Heat rises in his belly once more, wanting nothing more than to pull her back to the bed and lie beside her, recreating the morning’s peaceful afterglow.

"Speaking of… talking..” Pidge says instead, “did you remember to make the reservation for the Hilt tonight?"

His eyes snap open and out of his blissful daydream. The Hilt is the premier restaurant of the resort, one that has Hunk's rare seal of approval. Pidge has been wanting to eat there for a few days now.

He forgot to make the reservation again.

also I couldn’t really make a “space paradise hotel room” so we’ll just have to pretend this planet’s resort really wants to emulate earth! Hope y’all like it!

#plance #vld #flirtyrobot #pidgance #pidge #lance #voltron legendary defender #katie holt #lol i feel like we're playing tag #and since you wrote such a sweet lil fic on my other art i have to return the favor!#but nah for real i love this fic #i also had this sitting in my folder as a wip for a month #so it was time to finish ngl #yo i am really in the summer mood to be drawing stuff like this #my stuff

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thisiswhereifall · 6 years

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Struggling to continue but I'm back

Hi! I'm back! Maybe not for long, but here I am!

College has been keeping me busy but I promise to do my best to keep contributing to this wonderful fandom. I love this ship so much, and it needs more art and fics. I'm proud of us, guys!

Anyway, I sort of mixed the prompts Secrets, Peanut Butter Cookies, and Headphones here to make up for lost time. Thank you all for your patience!

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Keith wouldn't say that he actually had an idea of what's going on, but he did have one.

Keith normally never cared about anything that didn't involve fighting, war, or his identity and he still doesn't.

Keith had a habit of not setting issues aside and he does not intend to try solving a problem later on if it could be solved now.

Keith had an idea of what's going on, and even though he would never care about what comes of it, he will most definitely not just set it aside. It might affect teamwork, after all. Might.

And it all started with one simple question.

“Pidge, can I borrow your headphones?”

Keith usually didn't borrow anyone else's stuff. He'd prefer improvising his own method and equipment than owe anyone a favor, and it wasn't because he was cold and anti-social like the girl in front of him always says. He just wasn't used to kindness, being alone for most of his life. It could use some getting used to, now that he literally lived with a bunch of people unrelated to him in any shape or form – they were full human and he was not – and he would have to make a few adjustments to his lifestyle.

And although he will never admit it – and he doesn't plan to – he really missed music. It kept him company back on Earth, when he went for days with no one to talk to or care for him. Aside from training, Keith really liked music.

But he wasn't going to ask Coran or Allura to blast his favorite bands through Altean speakers. That would blow his cover and worse, get judged for his taste. Not like his taste was bad, he just knew that someone – namely, Lance – never fails to make fun of completely normal stuff.

So, he had no choice but to ask the only person he knew wouldn’t blabber about anything unnecessary.

“What do you need my headphones for?” Pidge's emphasis on the possessive pronoun made Keith cringe a little. He almost forgot that the girl values her equipment as if they were rare treasures(they are). Keith swallowed, and the two engaged in a staring contest when Pidge looked up from the machine she was building. Keith could feel Green's eyes on him, too, and he finally figured that he was, in reality, in the Green Paladin's territory.

He didn't break the eye contact, because he didn't want to seem nervous. “Uh, I…” Oh, great. He stuttered. “I just wanted to listen to something while training…” His voice lowered and he held his head low.

When Pidge eyed him, he already knew what her answer would be.

“That's… really a good thing to know. I didn't know you enjoyed music.” Pidge commented, and Keith almost yelled at her when she smirked mischievously. “But, uh, I…” Her voice trailed off, and she started adjusting her glasses. Keith knew – she was trying to find her words and was really nervous doing so.

As much as he wanted to listen to some music – and he just found out that Coran had access to Earth music earlier during breakfast talk – he felt bad making Pidge anxious. She was never really good with words. “You don't let anyone borrow your equipment.” The sentence came out colder than he expected it would.

Alarmed, Pidge's eyes widened in panic. “W-W-Wait! Okay, so maybe you're right, I don't let people borrow or touch my stuff, but I swear it's nothing personal, like, I like you, wait no! I only like you as a friend, nothing mushy or whatever, so it would be okay for you to borrow my things, but I just really feel uncomfortable when someone borrows my stuff and I swear I really like you – as a friend! Because I like someone else, and…”

Keith's ears perked up.

“Come again?” He immediately cut her off, and he could see the terror in her eyes while she tried to adjust her glasses frantically. Knowing that she wouldn't repeat any of the things she said, he decided to cut to the chase, as usual. “ You like someone?”

“I-It's not like that!” Keith was amused now. He had never seen Pidge so flustered before. Her confident façade faded and all he could see now was a girl who was desperately trying to hide her embarrassment. “I like him as a friend, too!”

Keith raised an eyebrow. If it was a friend, he was one hundred percent sure that the person was in this ship. After all, Pidge didn't seem like she had anyone she could call a friend before. Much like him.

Before he could push any further, Pidge turned away from him, working on her project once again. “Look, I'm really busy and sorry for the, uh, headphone thing. I need to finish this today, too.” And Keith left, deciding to ignore the fact that her hands were so sweaty and the tools kept slipping from her grasp.

Of course, that didn't stop him from training. For a while, he completely forgot about the earlier incident while he was facing the gladiator, not to mention, he lost interest quickly. It was a personal matter and he didn't want to pry any further into a silly thing.

That was until he and Hunk were sitting in the common room, and the door opened.

“Hey, Hunk, got any food in the kitchen?” Keith looked up to see a certain blue idiot by the door. Nothing special. Just Lance. He would ask Hunk for food every now and then, and this was normal.

Except he came in wearing Pidge's headphones around his neck.

“Uh, I think I left some of the improvised peanut butter stuff thing on the table.” Hunk answered. “We also have the alien bread that Coran really liked. He got a whole bunch of them from the Space Mall.” The Yellow Paladin quickly followed up. Lance tilted his head, confusion written all over his face.

“I don't really like peanut butter. Did you know peanuts cause acne? Not having any of that.” Keith blinked at Lance as he talked. As the Blue Paladin rubbed his head and turned to leave, Keith opened his mouth to speak.

“Did you just take that without permission?” Keith's accusing voice caused Lance to turn around with a scowl on his face. Hunk looked back and forth between the two, puzzled.

“What?” Lance replied without delay, taken aback by the sudden random question from his rival. Keith didn't seem pleased about having to point out what exactly he was talking about, but he did nonetheless. Lance eyes narrowed when Keith raised a finger to point at him – was that his middle finger? – or not at him, but his neck.

And when Lance's hand traced the object around his neck, his scowl disappeared upon realization. “Excuse me? I asked her nicely and she told me it was okay.” He turned to leave again. “Besides, she lets me use it every night before going to bed.” And with that, Lance left, leaving Keith to wonder about what just happened.

Lance passed by the common room again soon after, holding a plate with two peanut butter(?) sandwiches as he went to enter the opposite hallway from the kitchen. Didn't he say he didn't like peanut butter? Huh.

Of course, Keith knew there was something weird going on, but he hardly gave much thought on it. The days proceeded as normal, and the battles were won flawlessly – except that one time Hunk failed to break through an enemy barrier because he thought his Lion could, and Shiro had to save him from being melted by the nuclear material of the enemy defenses. The druids were getting more creative in their weapons.

Oh, and that one time, too.

It was just one little thing, no big deal. If Allura didn't say anything, Keith wouldn't notice – he was too busy maneuvering through the glaciers covered by the thick fog in the ice planet.

“I can't seem to find Lance. Paladins, the fog is interfering with the castle's sensors!” Allura's voice was glitching through the comms and Keith could tell that the Lion's sensors were also weakening. He immediately pulled on the controls, almost hitting a huge glacier, if not only for Red's agility.

“Lance—with me…--- found--- stuck in the – requ-- ck-up now!” Pidge's voice cut through the comms and it caught Keith's attention. “What?” He heard Shiro respond. Keith made a choice to fly up and out of the atmosphere, trying to receive the message.

“I said, Lance is with me! He found the prisoners stuck in a cave, we request back-up now!” Pidge's voice was loud and clear now, and Keith stopped himself from asking something entirely different.

Hunk beat him to it.

“You didn't split up? I thought we were supposed to split up. I go close to the ground, Keith would fly across the glaciers, Shiro and Pidge were supposed to fend off the incoming Galra ships, and Lance would--"

There was an air of awkward silence in the comms. It was a very short silence, almost unnoticeable, or maybe Keith was just overthinking things.

“Never mind that now, Paladins, we've got company!” Allura shouted, and a humongous blast caught everyone's attention. Without pressing on the issue further, they formed Voltron and took on the enemies with ease.

Nobody questioned anything further nor did the two receive scolding from either Shiro or Allura. It was like an unspoken message between all of them.

The next morning(?), a pissed-off Keith stormed out of the training room to drag out a certain Paladin who was late for training. As usual. As he neared Lance's room, the door opened before he could come close, and he didn't know why, but he hurriedly hid in a corner.

“Aw, come on, Pidge! That was my favorite song!” Lance's loud voice could be heard throughout the corridor, even though he was in his room. To Keith's surprise, it was Pidge who came out of the door, and to add up to his current surprise, Pidge was actually awake this early. Everyone knew how hard she worked every night, so they don't force her to train in the morning with them.

But here she was, striding out of Lance's room with her headphones on-hand. “Yeah, sure, Lance. Tell that to Shiro or Keith, whoever comes to your room to drag you to the training room first.” She answered with a smug smirk. “Besides, I need my headphones for something today.”

“You just want an excuse to see me this early every morning.” Lance retorted, unknowingly making Pidge's face as red as Keith's jacket. “After all, who could resist my charming bedroom voi—oof!” A jab to his stomach was enough to make him shut up.

“Whatever, Lance.” Pidge rolled her eyes.

Keith tiptoed away from the scene as quietly as he could. At least he now knows why everytime he or Shiro was about to pick Lance up, he was already awake before they could even knock.

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