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@happy-urepis Happy Valentine's Day! We haven't talked much but "childhood friends" was so much fun to work with! And might I say your art style is stunning. May this be a reminder that you're awesome and very important to the Plance community, and not just for your contributions. You're genuinely cool!
For the Plance Conservatory Valentines Exchange!
Is It Warm In Here?
Here we are! Dec21 at last! Time for a Plance Party!
Day 1: Garrison
“Man, don’t you ever clean in here?”
“Gah!” Pidge started, throwing her arms around wildly as she turned in her chair to eye the intruder. Her headphones fell to the floor beside her with a clunk and her controller smacked him in the face. Lance stood behind her, rubbing the new red spot on his forehead. “What are you doing in my room!?”
“We were supposed to practice in the simulator today, so no holing yourself up in here.” He pointed at her, wiggling his finger.
“Couldn’t you have messaged me instead of breaking into my room like some kind of pervert?” Her eyes narrowed further and her face ignited into red as she debated with herself whether she should bite his undulating finger right off his hand.
Lance leaned back, raising both hands placatingly, “Sorry, man. I know you like your privacy, but you weren’t answering your phone.”
She paused, looking around for the object in question. She brushed some homework off onto the floor, revealing her phone underneath it all, dead to the world.
“Oh. I had to plug in my Game Flux, so it hasn’t been charging.”
He facepalmed, dragging his hand down his face despite the growing grin, “Figures. Well, come on, buddy! We’ve got a simulator smash ahead of us!”
“You mean simulator crash?” she smirked.
“Ack! Attacked! By my own comms officer.” He clutched his chest, swaying back and forth. Pidge refused to chuckle at him, instead rolling her eyes. “Well, come on.”
“Alright, alright, I’m coming.” Pidge shut her laptop and stood up, stretching as she followed Lance.
“So,” Lance started as the pair trotted out of her room, “You like Killbot Phantasm, huh?”
“What?” Pidge blinked, “Oh, yeah.”
“Can I join you on that sometime?” Lance grinned, “I’ll show you how it’s really played.”
“Yeah, right. I could school you any day of the week.”
“Oh? Challenge?” Pidge leaned back as Lance got into her face, his grin trying to be menacing. She could feel the warmth radiating from him as he continued, “Accepted.”
She huffed and rolled her eyes again, pushing his face away as she took a breath. “Alright. Tonight, after dinner.”
Lance whooped and brought her into a headlock, and her face was assaulted by the feel of his jacket and the scent of his deodorant. Pidge felt the warmth again as he ruffled her hair, “Let go of me.”
“Friday night games! But first, let’s ace this simulator!”
“More like deface this simulator.” She muttered.
“Attacked! Again!” Lance released her to collapse on the floor, and she walked over him into the simulator room and waved to Hunk, who was already there.
The warmth didn’t leave so quickly, though.
Plance edit as requested
From our Instagram @/bravepaladins
freefall (voltron; pidge/lance)
Heyo! This story is based on a request from @jabbloo !
Hi!! I'm not sure if this is the right place for it, but I couldn't find your ask box AJDKSKDS ; I'd like to request Pidge/Lance discovering a planet where it's very lush and green and full of plant life, and it turns out you can essentially snowboard on slippery algae hills, so they grab some boards and go at it!! :D thank you for your consideration!! ❤️❤️
I’m gonna write this to the best of my ability for you- thank you so much for making a request! for the record, if you don’t see an ask box anywhere it’s because I’m really new to Tumblr and have no idea how to do any of this- I set up the request post with the instruction of a friend, so I’m hoping I learn over time! Anyway, onto the story :D
Btw, feel free to let me know if I didn’t touch on the prompt the way you wanted and I’m happy to go back and rewrite it or make a part two- I actually had a ton of fun writing this and wouldn’t mind doing more of it!
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“It’s really... green,” Pidge comments, grimacing at the monitor, “Are you sure anything sentient lives there? I’m not seeing any signs of manmade structures here.”
Allura tilts her head slowly, “Maybe we’re missing something? I mean, the beacon definitely came from here, so there has to be some kind of civilization...” She gestures her hand towards the surface uncertainly, “...Somewhere.”
Pidge glances back at the rest of the team, cocking an eyebrow, “Do we go?”
Most of the team seems just as unsure, but, when her gaze locks on Lance’s, she sees a sparkle in his cobalt blue irises. She heaves a sigh, fondly rolling her eyes at his exaggerated pout, “What do you think, Lance?”
A wide, toothy grin takes up residence on his face, and he turns to the rest of the Paladins with an enthusiasm she wishes he’d have for any other important discussions, “It’s so pretty there, you guys!” He pauses, seeming to realize that isn’t a valid argument, and tries again, “If there really is a community there asking to join the coalition and we don’t go, it wouldn’t look good for us. Plus, it’s gorgeous and wouldn’t be a bad place to see up close- please, please, please can we go?”
Pidge turns her gaze back to the monitor, taking in the thick foliage and sprawling canopies of leaves they can see just from a satellite image of the small planet- it is objectively pretty, and she can’t fight the smile that tugs at her lips as she imagines the delight on Lance’s face. One was arguably more beautiful than the other, but that was more a matter of opinion than anything else, really.
She turns to Allura, hesitant, but the older woman already has a pleased smile on her face, “Lance is right- we should go, just to make sure it’s really empty.”
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It really is just as beautiful as it was on the monitor.
When the airlock opens, a burst of warm, sweet-smelling air hits her face, trees almost as big as the castle itself surrounding them. The warm orange light of the planet’s solar entity breaks through the thick canopy of leaves sparingly, forming cracks of blazing light on the forest floor, yet, somehow, there are flowers and grasses of all kind flourishing everywhere underfoot.
She can’t help but marvel as she realizes that all of these trees must be thousands- or perhaps even millions- of years old, small creatures nesting all along them and forming a glorious symphony of chirps, purrs, and soft buzzes of all kind around them.
She turns to look at Lance, marveling at the way the rich, blazing orange light hits his face, defining his each and every feature in a way that takes her breath away- the blue of his eyes is even more captivating than normal, twinkling with complete, blinding euphoria.
He smiles brightly, barking out a short, giddy laugh before snatching Pidge’s hand from her side and taking off running towards the trees. His excitement is contagious, even as she stumbles over her own feet trying to keep up with his long strides, and she finds herself laughing loudly as she follows after him.
It takes a while to weave completely through the trees, but, when they do, he stops suddenly, peering out over a vast cliff. She runs straight into his back from her own momentum, clinging to him in surprise when she realizes the ground is a lot more slippery here than it was in the woods. Curiously, she peaks around his tall, lean frame, a soft gasp pulling itself from her throat as she sees what’s on the other side.
The hill they stand on is steep, overlooking a vast basin and another sprawling forest, the orange sun shining high in the sky over the horizon and reflecting perfectly off of the shallow water in the center of the serene area. The shore is lush and green, dotted with colorful pinpricks Pidge can tell are flowers even from miles away, and the world seems to be at her fingertips, completely still and perfect in that moment.
She’s caught off-guard when the ground under their shoes begins to give under their combined weight, suddenly beginning to slide- Lance suddenly topples over, dragging her down with him with his grip on her hand, and the two of them soon find themselves sliding down the hill at a high speed. She cries out in surprise, followed by his hectic, raucous cackling as they plummet towards the ground at breakneck speeds, only to follow the hill’s gentle slope and slide to a stop on the basin’s shore.
For a moment, they’re both completely silent in surprise, laying on their backs with their gazes locked on the rich, pink-hued sky and rich violet water lapping gently at their ankles, breathing heavily from the sudden motion.
And then Pidge starts laughing. At first, they’re subdued little giggles, fits and spurts of amusement tickling at her throat, before she realizes how absurd it’d been and truly begins laughing, eyes crinkling at the corners and chest heaving, breath stuttering with each unceremonious snort that creeps in. Lance turns his face to the side to watch her in awe, a crooked grin slowly rising to meet his eyes and his own bright, delighted laugh breaking from his chest in a moment that’s truly absurdly them.
“It’s algae!” Pidge cries breathlessly, nose flushing pink from her stuttered breaths and warm brown eyes falling shut, “I was wondering why the grass got so slippery, but it was never grass at all! This body of water was probably formed by water running under the surface- it’s probably also why the grass and plants are surviving without enough sunlight!” She grins in realization, excited by the discovery, “This planet is at least 65% land-dwelling algae but it all looks so natural I didn’t even notice at first!”
She opens her eyes again, slowly turning to look at Lance, expecting to find him confused or asleep, but, to her surprise, he’s watching her with rapt attention. Her nose wrinkles in confusion, confused discomfort pressing against her chest, before he gives her a ridiculous smirk and says, “I love when you talk biology to me.”
She stifles a loud, surprised snort, laughing brightly until she registers the edge of honest reverence lurking just beneath it and her breath catches, “I like that you listen, even when you don’t get it.”
He pauses, unsure how to continue now that he’s gotten this far, before perking up suddenly, “You wanna go snowboarding on it, Pidge?” She squawks out a laugh, sitting up, “Would it even be snowboarding if it’s algae? Isn’t that just... algae-boarding?”
He pouts playfully, and she rolls her eyes fondly, “I’m just messing with you, Lance. We gotta find boards first, though...”
The pout is gone faster than it appeared, an excited smile taking its place as he shoots to his feet, pulling her up with him, “Come on! Come on, come on, come on- we gotta find something to use as a board, Pidge!”
She laughs again, letting him pull her along back towards the castle, knowing it’d only get more and more hectic as the day went on and looking forward to every second of it as long as he was by her side.
Pidge: I’m so fed up with everyone calling me cute all the time. I can also be intimidating!
Pidge: [cornering Lance against the wall Do you feel threatened?]
Lance: No
Pidge: Then what do you feel?
Lance: Irrationally turned on
I-
I don't know what to write.
I am so sorry please forgive me I was just feeling extra angsty
Would you be my princess? Chapter 2 - Plance
Summary: Two little McClains are dedicated to make the Blue Prince fall in love with the Green Princess.
so... yeaaaaah it's been 3 years, vld is over, it was quite catastrophic and the fandom is dead...... buT HEY I FINISHED THIS THING YAY. I can't believe it took me 3 years to finish my first fic ever which is actually super short... better late than never fellas ;) i am not responsible for any typos....... actually i am but proofreading is for the weaklings
Find it in AO3 / Part 1
Preview:
“Ummm, hi Pidge… I am your prince!”
This was bad. Pidge had no idea what to do. Should she stay and play along? Make up some kind of excuse and leave? Get into her Lion and leave the damn planet?
Pidge looked around and noticed that everyone in the room was awaiting her response. Then her eyes found Lance’s. He looked at her unsure, almost begging her to stay but not daring to say anything. Lance seemed afraid even. Afraid of what?
She had no time to think about that, however. Lance was counting on her to play along and Pidge would be damned if she ever let him down, no matter how silly and awkward the situation may be. She wasn’t about to embarrass him in front of his younger sisters, she wasn’t that cruel.
“I can’t be your princess,” she said with the most serious face she could muster while looking directly at Lance, whose smile disappeared. Pidge smirked, and before he could wonder what it meant, she said “I can’t be a princess without a tiara.”
The twins gasped excitedly and then ran off to find the perfect tiara for Pidge, leaving the two teenagers alone. She looked back up at Lance and found him staring at her with a relieved look and a little smile on his face. “Thank you, Pidge,” she could see that he was being sincere. Sincerity scared her, she couldn’t do sincerity. “Yeah, no problem. I mean, this is what friends are for, right?”
Friends was easy, friends was simple, friends was safe.
“Right! Totally! That’s what friends do…” Lance said with a deflated tone. Pidge wanted to question him about it but before she had the chance to do it the twins came back and the moment was shattered. She plastered a smile on her face, ready to face the girls.
“Okay girls, what’s next?”
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AO3
Pidge opens the door of the pantry.
Pidge: Why are you just lying there on an empty shelf?
Lance: I thought you might be looking for a snack.
