#shiropidge

[thorin-is-a-cuddler]

The Black Paladins are so freaking hilarious to me, I mean, look at them hugging the others:

Frozen in shock, slightly uncomfortable, but then accepting.

Now look at that:

Absolutely hilarious, just- *sobs* just so wild…

[dragonetgirl]

Day 5 knitted jumpers

Pidge likes to steal Shiros jumpers. Sometimes while he is still in them

[borntobelime]

If you are a lonely nerd and you build your crush out of metal scrap  clap your hands 

Then get on her level 

[infinity-shidge]

Day one of shidgetember!

Falling leaves

Have fun everyone!

[hearmyvoiceoftreason]

standing by and waiting at your back door || chapter 7

Luckily enough for Pidge, Shiro had turned on the radio and set it to a station they both could tolerate. 

Though even with the background cacophony of that week’s Top Ten mixing in with Pidge’s own mental rambling (her friends, schoolwork, college acceptance letters, finals, Shiro, Championship Game, Allura, AP exams, Shiro - her thoughts always ended up back to him even when he was right beside her), there was something in the air that was unignorable. 

And Pidge couldn’t quite name what it was. 

Not that she needed to; all she knew was that it wasn’t exactly heavy, but it still had a weight to it that perched on her shoulders just enough to make them droop just the tiniest bit. 

Just enough for Shiro to take notice from his peripheral vision, even with only the dashboard lights and passing street lamps as support. 

“Is there something on your mind?”

Katie nodded slightly. Swallowed. “Yeah,”

He gave no further prompting.

Yet she spilled out her thoughts anyway.

“I’m just thinking about how today could be one of our last hangouts as high-schoolers.” She shook her head. “We’re growing old.”

“Growing up,” Shiro corrected.

Katie shook her head again. “Growing old.” She toed off her shoes and sat Indian-style in the car seat. This put her left knee a little closer to the gear shift, but Shiro didn’t seem to mind. “Physically. Acquiring the responsibilities that come with age. Like student loans. And taxes.”

When she sent out her application to M.I.T., Pidge knew that even with her academic performance, just getting in alone would be hard, so what were the odds of her getting a scholarship too? 

And that was just for her top school; she still had three safeties to think about.

Ugh. 

“So what does that make growing up?” Shiro broke her train of thought.

“Morphing into a sourpuss with a stick up their ass.”

read the rest of the chapter here -> x

[tsu-toko]

One day, during maintenance--

So even though I already completed the five stages of grief when vld ended, this idea woke me up in the the middle of the night a week ago and now here we are lol enjoy!

[ninja-librarian]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

A trip to the police department, a recorded 9-1-1 call, and more questions than answers.

[thingsenjoyed]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

"People are always more honest when they think no one's listening." Pidge experiences first hand the evils of the media, and Shiro rushes home to make it better. Prompt: accidental confession/public confession

I actually wrote something because I got inspired. Read if you like shidge, read if you wanna read, read if you like giving people feedback on what they wrote. 

Thank youuuu!