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I remembere this awesome fic from @hailqiqi the other day. This picture is not related, but I still really like the idea of Lance just carrying Pidge like this.
A Scene of a fanfiction I will probably never finish or post.
The story goes like this: Pidge get's locked out of her lab by her father to take a two week vacation and Hunk pressures her to go to Lance's farm, because they did't keep in touch after the day their lions went away. Pidge has a great time there and they rekindle their friendship. Meanwhile Pidge discovers, that she is definetly NOT over her crush and Lance starts to question, if abandoning everything and being a juniberry farmer really is the best way to honor Allura or if he is just afraid to loose his family again when he leaves the farm. Anyway, Pidge and Lance start a lively conversation via messenger and he flirts with her shamelessly through jokes and innuendo, which gives her heart palpilations and frustrates her to no end, because Lance likes to joke and flirt around and there is no meaning behind it, right? (Also Lance finally decides to take up the flight teacher job, Hunk is offering him for ages now and Hunk basically used Pidge as bait for Lance to finally say yes :3 and then they both work at the garrison and heavily fall in love and so on and so forth)
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More figure drawing practice with my cuddling Plance babies.
Freefall
Prologue:
Life is messy and at times, unbearable.
Seasons change, years go by and moments pass before you even realize they will be memories from a time long-
“Hey stranger.”
Katie glanced up from her book, brown eyes meeting blue as Lance took the seat across from her.
He held out a coffee cup to her, which she gladly accepted while shutting her book.
“I’m surprised to see you out this early.” She said “Usually you don’t leave home until noon.”
Lance shrugged, “We were out of coffee.”
Oh shit.
“I’m sorry I completely forgot to grab some yesterday.” she groaned.
Lance smiled “It gave me an excuse to go to the store.”
She nodded. “How was it?”
“Quiet.”
She gave a small hum of approval. “I’m glad.”
Lance opened up to say something but hesitated when the old speakers of the coffee shop left some background static as an employee was changing out the record.
He froze, panic starting to become visible in his expression and Katie knew she had to act fast.
“Lance.”
Nothing.
Shit.
She stood up, and moved closer to him, placing her own hands over his ears as she tried to talk to him, to drown out the static.
“You’re here. I’m here. We’re okay." She pressed harder against him, trying to apply some form of pressure to ground him. "You aren't there anymore."
It was like a silent prayer she was repeating over and over, somewhat hoping it would work.
Eventually the static stopped once the record had been changed and after a few minutes, Lance let out a shaky breath as he took hold of her hands from behind him.
“I need to go.”
She nodded. “I’ll come with you.”
He didn’t protest that.
-
Nobody talked about the accident. It was like an unspoken rule had been established the moment the news came out.
Lance could only remember snippets from the aftermath of it all.
The various sounds of the hospital as he briefly regained some form of consciousness before fading back to darkness.
Moments of Katie coming in and talking to him, some things he remembered, other times it sounded like gibberish.
He remembered the feeling of nothingness as clear as day however. To exist, but not exist. To feel like you are walking on an invisible tightrope between life and death and the moment you lose balance, the choice has been made.
It’d be over. Lights out.
That’s it, the end of you.
He wasn’t sure how he got out of that limbo, one minute he was there and then the next thing he knew he was blinded by foggy hospital lights.
Pain had hit his body all over again, it was like jumping in a frozen pond during winter, cold as ice and excruciatingly electrifying.
The pain of being alive.
Couldn't go through repostober without acknowledging my time in the Voltron fandom - in particular the Plance shipping fandom!
This silly meme comic is something I made for Plance AU Week - which was the most fun I've ever had with a fandom event (someone drew fan art for one of my aus!!!!). It's based on a silly moment from the classic sailor moon english dub.
I still have a bunch of notes for voltron aus I never got around to drawing/writing... sometimes I think about going back and finishing them but haven't mustered up the motivation yet.
To All the Boys I've Loved Before plance AU!!!! 💚💙 Inspired by this adorable fanart!
Reticent, socially-awkward Katie "Pidge" Holt is entering her junior year in high school, and she would much rather spend her time with her robots and technology than make any new friends or go on any dates. However, all of that changes when her private love letters, which she's safely kept hidden away ever since she was a little girl, somehow make their way to their intended subjects, and suddenly she's having to confront her past secret crushes that are not so secret anymore.
To her surprise, goofy and flirtatious Lance, one of the recipients of her clandestine love notes, approaches her with a deal: enter in a fake relationship with him to put the embarrassing letters to rest, while she helps him make his ex-girlfriend jealous in order to win her back. What starts off as an amusing charade slowly begins to blur the lines between fantasy and reality, and soon Pidge finds herself questioning if she'll be ready to let go of what she has with Lance once their little act is over, or if she'll have the courage to confess her true feelings and risk getting her heart broken.
Office Plance AU, but pidge gets married to someone else. I've been drawing aton of drafts and redrawing some trying to make them more better. But I'm trying to learn even more!
Pidge skated a tongue over Lance’s lower lip and muttered, “Is that coconut?
His breath hot against her mouth, he laughed softly. “Coconut lip balm. Like it?”
Her fingers wound around the hair at the nape of his neck and she pulled his mouth to hers. “Uh-huh.” They were on the little couch in the Atlas’ junior officers’ lounge, taking a small break from a long day of running through survey logs for this sector of the universe, searching for any trace of Honerva and her robeasts.
But two Paladins, in the throes of new love, left alone in a quiet corner of the Earth’s most advanced battleship, were like powerful magnets, unable to resist each other’s pull. She’d gone from sitting primly at his side, sipping coffee, to sitting on his lap and exploring the different ways that one could kiss someone. They were both wearing their Voltron Garrison uniforms, and she was finding that sitting on someone’s lap while wearing boots was light years from comfortable. This, however, was a small sacrifice in the service of science. Pidge, always the consummate researcher, was taking the study of Lance’s mouth very seriously.
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Going back to my old plance stuff, I dont remember what short story I made for this one :(
“Pointy chin?” Lance pulled Pidge close, puffing a tickling burst of air into her ear. “Who you callin’ ‘Pointy chin?’”
“Careful. You could put an eye out with that pointy chin,” she said between giggles. She prided herself in being the sort of woman who never giggled, but he always reduced her to this.
“So says the person who has to look up to look down.” His fingers were searching for a ticklish spot on her ribs.
“Short jokes?” She rolled her eyes. “That’s the best you can do, Spaghetti Legs? Short jokes?”
“Short people got no reason…” he sang.
“That song isn’t actually about short people but instead referring to—”
“Short people,” he sang. “They got grubby little fingers.” He squeezed her hand. “And dirty little minds.”
She giggled again. Dammit! “You love my dirty mind.”
“I do.”
Then he kissed her neck and she lost the clever retort poised on her tongue.
Something I'm planning on finishing after I'm done with college stuff.
on a plance kick so i fixed up this old thing