Imagine Vampire Shidge, When Pidge reveals that she is a girl, she reveals that she is also a vampire having been bit 3 years before Kerberos, Hunk immediately sets up a blood donation rotation, upon which Shiro immediately freaks out and insists that Pidge can never have his blood. Pidge thinks he hates vampires, but in reality due to his illness his blood is toxic to vampires, but that doesn’t get revealed until a sample of his blood and Lance’s gets swapped, poisoning Pidge.
Ooohhh okay, but a slight twist on this!
She was starving. The little animals she caught on the occasional planets they visited were not nothing, but it wasn't enough. Deep down, she knew she was headed towards death. Well, her second death. The final one. The one that would stick.
And yet, she couldn't bring herself to tell her friends about her...condition. Against her will, however, they found out. They knew something was wrong when she collapsed during training. Of course, she'd been holding out, and was suffering prior to that. But she'd been so careful to hide it from everyone else. That day, though, she wasn't able to. And then, with the help of advanced alien medical tech, her secret was out. The whole team knew that Katie Holt had in fact died and 'Pidge' wasn't just an alias. It was how she identified herself in her knew life. Or, un-life. As a vampire.
Pidge doesn't think she should be surprised, and yet she is wonderfully so. Her friends--her family--don't judge her in the slightest. They're confused. Shocked. Concerned. But they don't turn their back on her. Her worst fears don't come true. At least, she doesn't think they do.
But then she notices. Shiro smiles at her, offers her kind words and listens to her woes, but his blood is never in the donation pool the paladins set up. It's never offered. And she can see his tight smiles when she mentions her hunger. The stress in his eyes when he watches her drink one of her pre-made bottles of blood. He doesn't say anything, but it still breaks her.
She thought they had a bond. Something beyond Voltron. Pidge wasn't sure what it was exactly, but she felt it there. Felt it in their mutual desire to save her family. In how they leaned on each other for support during the attacks their own minds inflicted on themselves. And yet...
The team splits up. At first, everything goes well. Shiro and Pidge head in one direction. Hunk and Allura in another. Keith and Lance stay behind to monitor the situation. But it's a trap. They're stuck on that wild planet, stranded for days, unable to communicate with each other.
Fortunately there's food, but nothing for Pidge to eat. Her body screams in pain. She's hungry. But she won't ask Shiro for help. She refuses to. Pidge doesn't think she'll be able to handle the inevitable rejection. So she puts on a brave front and pretends that nothing is wrong.
Until she collapses again. She can't focus. Her mind is in and out of consciousness. But she see's Shiro over her, screaming for help. And then he's gone. She's alone. It's cold and damp and her mind won't work properly and the pain in her gut is piercing. It's unbearable. The physical pain isn't what hurts her the most, though.
She thinks she might die there. Weak and alone. Until Shiro shows up again. He's sobbing and she doesn't know why. None of his words make sense. The things he says--about not finding the others, about poison in blood--they reach her ears but no further. She has no idea what he's trying to tell her. The only drive left in her feable existence is that deep, animalistic desire for survival. So, without thinking, she reaches out, and Shiro freezes. She's not afraid of being alone. She's not afraid of Shiro's scorn for her actions. She doesn't have the luxury to be afraid. All that exists in her is hunger. And then, the sensation of her fangs sinking deep into flesh. Blood, delicious blood on her lips.
For a moment, all the pain in her body subsides.
And then she lets out a horrific scream.
The blood is poison.
Days later, she wakes up on the ship. She's alive. And Shiro, he's fallen asleep with his arms and head resting on her bed, but he's alive too. And suddenly everything makes sense. Why he wouldn't give her blood. Why sometimes had a distant, lost look in his eyes.
He had a secret just like she did. Only his had no chance of a happy ending.
Pidge reaches out and takes the sleeping Shiro's hand in her own, squeezing it. She'll keep his secret. It isn't hers to tell. But that doesn't mean she won't do everything she can to find a cure.
“You have something in your teeth. Why don’t you go look in the-“
“The what? The mirror? Sure, right after I eat this clove of garlic.”
And then she did.
That is to say: Pidge, long time vampire--pale skin, fear of silver, and all, popped a clove of garlic into her mouth and chewed it. And then her face turned red and she dropped to the floor. Apparently, as Shiro found out later, it was intended to be a prank but somehow the fake garlic got swapped with real garlic.
Shiro groaned into his palms as he sat outside Pidge’s waiting room. It was honestly not that hard to explain to the doctors that his girlfriend was allergic to garlic. No, that was the easy, believable part. What was really, really difficult to explain was why her pulse didn’t seem to exist, why she had retractable fangs, and why they absolutely couldn’t, under no circumstance could take a blood sample. He was frantic, practically running circles around the baffled group of medical professionals and weaving a messy web of lies with his words. Fortunately, Hunk appeared just in time and proclaimed it all a joke.
With his pristine white lab coat and shiney name tag that proclaimed him a Very Important Doctor, he was able to pull off the lie without any further questions. Still, Shiro chewed him out for not being there at the door to receive Pidge when he came in. After all, he had only been called a dozen times as they headed over.
Thankfully, Pidge was swiftly recovering and there wasn’t a thing more to worry over. Even so, Shiro sat in her room, head drooped so far into his hands he was practically curled up, and waited for her slumber to be over.
“Shiro?” he heard a small voice call and he immediately looked up.
Reaching for her hand, he gave her a bright smile. All of his tension melted away at the sight of her face.
“What is it my love?”
She took a deep breath and then, in a hushed voice, asked, “Do I still have something in my teeth?”
The gods could confirm how much Shiro loved Pidge, but boy, he was certain that woman would be the death of him.
What about a voltron au where supernatural beings are a thing, but only on Earth. Pidge and Matt are vamps, and much older than they appear. Shiro and Keith are werewolves, shiro a turned one and Keith a born one (he’s still half Galra tho). Lance is either part mer or a silkie. Hunk is, well he’s some kind of rock fae, but his family tree has so many different types it’s hard to tell.
YesYesYesYesYes! Allura just assumes they’re all different kinds of aliens, but they kinda shrug and say “not really.” But they’re more adapted to space. The need to survive has been drilled into them since birth. And they also finally have a place where they belong, where they aren’t monsters but are heroes instead.
