#princess pidge

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Hey, brain, can you slow it up a little? No? Okay. Enjoy a possible new AU my brain wants to come up with. 

[moonchief21]

[vultruntrash]

Day I - ‘We were betrayed’, the thought ran through her mind as the darkly armoured monsters ransacked her home, destroying everything. Katheryne could only pray the Duchess had escaped as her bodyguard clutched her closer. His breath was ragged, and he was barely standing from unseen wounds, but Keith seemed determined not to leave her behind. Soon. As soon as there was an opening, they would make a break for it. They would escape, the Sovereign Princess and her Guard, if it was the last thing they did.

I have been reading far too much fanfiction.

This image, and basically everything I’ve sketched for Inktober this year is borne from copious ammounts of very beautifully written stories of both canon and alternate universe. One of them I’m reading right now is called Anomalous Point, which you can read over on AO3, wherein Keith had been born on Daibazaal and raised lovingly with both of his parents in the blade and assigned as Allura’s bodyguard. There are other Bodyguard:Keith stories out there, but this is the most recent one I’ve read.

I’ve also been fiddling around with the magical and medieval world genres and have been playing around with the paladin armour designs to make some kind of cross between their canon armour and medieval paladin&knight armour while basing the designs off of each paladin’s respective lion....I have quite a few sketches.

But as a result: I’ve got this random medieval voltron story where I am totally screwing with the timeline just for funsies and because I can:

Where Keith has been bodyguard to the Holt dukedom since his young training days to Sovereign Princess Katheryne(Pidge) - no, I don’t care how her full first name is spelled - Young daughter of Duke Samuel. Her father and brother were called by the King, Alfor, to the front lines as well as Keith’s mentor, Sir Shirogane and while they were away, a group of vagabonds from the rivaling Galra Empire attacked her home. As well as the Grand Castle Altea.

This is the first installment. And yes, none of it makes sense, and no, i don’t care to explain it right now, maybe later, but not right now. I’m having too much fun thinking of backstory elements.

[geekgreekgirl]

Part 3 of cosplays at anime Boston

[pinklikeroses-artonly]

Voltron Fantasy au Princess Pidge wearing a golden maple leaf crown,the pearls are supposed to represent dew drops

[mischiefandspirits]

Shiny

More of my Moana AU

Also on FanFiction & AO3

On a mission given to them by the Sky God Shiro, Princess Katie "Pidge" Holt and her best friend Hunk sneak into the lair of the monster Sekinetsu to help the demigod Lance retrieve his magic bow.

“Listen,” Lance scoffed. “For a thousand years, I've only been thinking about keeping this face pretty, getting my bow, and being awesome again. And it's not getting screwed up by a pair of mortals who have no business inside of a monster cave except…” Lance paused as he saw a shimmering shell. “Except maybe as bait.”

Pidge narrowed her eyes at the demigod. “What are you thinking?”

“Wow, a shiny, glittery cave. And just like me, it's covered in sparkly treasure. Sparkle, sparkle, sparkle,” Pidge deadpanned as she and Hunk walked into the cave, Hunk banging on the drum Lance had given him.

“You're not selling it,” the demigod whispered to her.

“This is stupid, I'm just gonna walk up and get it,” she whispered back, ignoring Hunk, who was nervously banging on the drum a little faster.

“Pidge.”

“You go up there, she will kill you. Just stick to the plan. Oh! When she shows up, keep her distracted. Make her talk about herself. She loves bragging about how great she is.”

“You two must get along swell!” Pidge hissed, turning away

“Pidge!”

“No, not since I kissed her son.”

Pidge froze. “You did what!?” She looked back to the rock Lance had been hiding behind, but he was gone.

“Pidge,” Hunk whined, pressing close to his best friend.

“What, Hunk? What is- oh?”

“What are you doing here?”

Pidge’s eyes widened when she saw the giant cheetah slink out of the shadows. It was almost pure black with brilliant violet eyes and claws that clicked against the stone floor as it stalked towards them. The girl jumped when it’s head shot forward, stopping just before her, causing her to stumble back into Hunk. The giant shell Lance had given her as a disguise slipped off, clattering to the floor.

“You’re nothing but humans,” it snorted. It laid down in front of them and Hunk tried to retreat, only for its tail to curl around, trapping them. “What are you doing down here in the lair of a monster? Hmmm?”

“We, uh,” Hunk glanced at Pidge then dropped his drum and held out his arms. “Because you’re amazing! And, um, we mortals have heard the tales of the great Suck-in-”

“Sekinetsu! The great Sekinetsu!” Pidge cut in.

The cat snorted and flicked its tail. “Nice try, but I’m not my mom, mortals. You’ll need to do better than that.”

“You’re not… Sekinetsu?” Pidge asked, turning to Hunk. He shrugged.

“Keith, my man, love what you’ve done with the place!”

The cat (Keith?) hissed and rolled over, revealing Lance standing atop a mound of treasure. “Lance, long time no see. It’s been… How many centuries since you showed up, kissed me, then disappeared?”

“Wait, you kissed that thing?” Hunk said, side-eying the cat.

“And what’s that supposed to mean, mortal?”

“Nothing, oh great and mighty Keith!”

“My name’s not-”

“He doesn’t always look like a cat,” Lance explained, cutting the cat off. “And in my defense, your mom did try to eat me, Keith.”

“And now I get to finish the job,” a voice growled as a red lioness twice the size of Keith dropped down from the ceiling.

“We’ll see about that,” Lance snorted, pulling his bow from the pile. “I’m back, Beautiful!” He pressed a kiss to the wood then looked at his arm. “What do you say, Blue?” The figure on his arm transformed into a striped cat. “Giant tiger, coming up!” He held up the bow and it glowed blue. In a flash his form was replaced… by a catfish.

Keith snorted as Lance’s form flickered between different animals, none of which remotely cat shaped, before returning to his normal appearance. Sekinetsu shook off her shock and pounced at the demigod.

“We have to help him!” Hunk shouted as the lioness battered Lance’s form about.

“Do we have to? He does kind of deserve it. This isn’t the first time he’s tried to steal from my mom. Honestly, the first time she caught him wasn’t even the first time.”

“Yeah, he’s kind of a jerk,” Pidge agreed. “But we need him.”

“Why?”

“It’s, uh,” Pidge started, glancing around.

“The sky sent us on a mission to have Lance replace the Heart of Allura!”

“Hunk!”

“The sky, huh? Shiro must be have an off day.”

Hunk and Pidge jumped as thunder rumbled from outside the cave. Keith just snorted.

“Alright, fine. So you got any plans on how to keep my mom from eating the idiot?”

IDK why I did this. I won't be busting out the entire movie, but if anyone wants certain scenes, let me know.

[vultruntrash]

Day VIII - “Pidge was unsure if it was tolerance or social niceties that prevented her from leaving this small group. While Hunk had proven himself to be a wonderful addition - with his knowledge of herbs and spices and phenomenal skill with his hands - she was still unsure what to think of Lance.

There. Was. No. END. to this braggart and his gift of speech.

He’d broken into yet another embellished tale of his skill with bow and arrow and blade he’d used to single-handedly rescue a merchant’s carriage from a group of bandits. 

“They stood not half a chance! What, with my unparalleled swordsmanship!” Lance had cried with no small amount of confidence.

Pidge raised a brow. She had witnessed Sir Shirogane and Keith in battle; and had personally observed, and participated in, the latter’s brutal training regimen. She sincerely doubted Lance’s skill was matched to either.

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Day XI - “Get a move on, soldiers! First to lay eyes on that horse has the honor of killing its rider!” A Galra soldier shouted from outside.

At first, Pidge hadn’t paid mind the the squadron that had taken up residence behind the quaint little tavern she frequented. That was, until she noticed it was made up solely of Galra.

The one whom had shouted sat proudly atop his steed, crimson armour aflame in the morning sun. One arm more heavily armoured than the other. It wasn’t hard to guess his Identity, Pidge had seen him before.

He’d led the attack on her home, after all.

If Sendak was showing himself again, bellowing to heavens of a horse, of all things, Pidge saw it worth looking into.