#buddy. friend. please raise your standards ToT

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Anders buddy i have barely done anything 😭

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Simple and Sweet

Simple and Sweet - Kidge Month Day 10 Prompt Fill Fandom: Voltron: Legendary Defender Pairing: Kidge Summary: Just some shameless, cute domestic nonsense because I am weak for post-war happy, domestic Kidge. Standard Disclaimer: If you read and enjoy this, please give it a like/ reblog so I know if I should write more.

Some days Katie “Pidge” Kogane swore that the universe was out to get her.

Work had been absolutely insane all week. Between full audits being done on each and every department and a grand total of seventeen people up and walking out, the superiors had been up in arms about every little thing. Admiral Walker, who oversaw her department, had been on the warpath all week about everything becoming the textbook example of what the auditors would be expecting. Walker had been so strict and critical, that even Matt had been on the verge of a breakdown. She’d had to stay late and come in early, putting in ridiculous amounts of time getting things so painfully organized she felt sick.

Pidge liked order and being able to easily locate things, but the expectations the Garrison had were just ridiculous.

When she walked in the door, she’d been greeted by the smell of bacon. Kaden and Newt darted over to greet her, with Kaden taking her work laptop and Newt pulling on her hand. At the stove top, Keith had pulled out the little stool and was having Amber help him, gently guiding her through flipping the bacon over. There was also a bowl with what she knew were blueberries settled beside another, slightly larger bowl. Ari squealed in her high chair when she saw her, pounding her little hands on her tray.

They ended up having blueberry pancakes for dinner, which stirred a little flutter in her heart. She’d had to leave so early the last few days she wasn’t able to have dinner with him and the kids like usual and she recalled lamenting that to him while she tried to keep from nodding off at her computer. After dinner, Keith had been adamant about taking care of the dinner dishes, with the kids helping out. Amber organized what went in the dishwasher, while the boys dried what had to be hand-washed. After that, he coerced her into soaking in the tub, which helped her destress.

When she got out, hair tied up in a towel and bundled up in her favorite robe, he already had all four kids in their pajamas and was reading for them. She peered in around the doorway to the living room, where they were all gathered. Keith was sitting on the couch, holding a book up with one hand. Amber was sitting with her legs crossed, holding a bouncing Aria in her arms. Kaden was splayed out on his belly, holding his head up with his hands and grinning. Newt, meanwhile, was spread out on his back like a dead body, tilting his head back to stare at the book as well.

"Would you like them in a house? Would you like them with a mouse?" Keith read, lifting the volume and tenor of his voice to something more upbeat. She smiled fondly. He always got so into reading them their nightly stories. "I do not like them in a house! I do not like them with a mouse! I do not like them here or there! I do not like them anywhere! I do not like green eggs and ham! I do not like them, Sam-I-Am!" He continued on, dropping his tenor and making his voice more gruff, sounding sulky.

She crept back to their bedroom to get dressed proper and work through some tangles in her hair. She could hear the kids squealing eagerly as she did.

She remembered back when she ad Keith first found out they were expecting Amber, with how excited he’d been. A family was all he had ever wanted, for as long as he could remember. There had been times, however, where he admitted to being unsure. He didn’t have a large, loving and involved family like Pidge did. He had their friends, of course, but in regards to actual blood relatives? The only one he had left was his mother, who hadn’t been involved with him when he was a child. She had reassured him that as long as he approached raising their child with love, everything would be just fine.

And, as she had predicted, she was right. Keith was an incredibly thoughtful and loving father. She felt so lucky to be with a partner who loved she and their kids so much.

After she was done, she headed back downstairs to find that Keith and the kids were gone. It was her turn to put the kids to bed, so she had figured that he’d just have them sit out with him until she was done. She heard quiet footsteps upstairs, coming from Kaden’s room, if she reasoned a guess. She headed into the kitchen, deciding to start a little something to repay him for everything he had done for her.

She perked up and smiled when a pair of arms wrap around her waist. "Hey," She said, tilting her head to press a kiss to his temple. "You got the kiddos in bed for me."

"Mmhmm," He hummed, closing his eyes and nuzzling her gently.

She indicated the pot she was leisurely whisking. "I made some fresh hot chocolate for the two of us,"

He cracked one eye and flashed her a small smile. "You're a Godsend,"

"You're the real hero of the day," She laughed, carefully turning around so she could kiss him proper. "How did I get lucky to have such a wonderful husband?"

"Penance from the universe for all the bull you had to deal with when you were younger?"

"Best karmic returns ever!" She sang happily. He laughed and pressed a quick smooch to her cheeks, rewarding him with another giggle from her. "Thanks again for putting them to bed. I know it was supposed to be my turn but apparently Admiral Walker doesn't understand just how much math goes into the programming of a particle barrier device or that having to alphabetize the schematics for such a device is incredibly detrimental to the building of it."

"Sounds about right for a Garrison official," He scoffed, rolling his eyes.

She quirked an eyebrow at him. "Watch yourself now, pal. You're married to a Garrison official,"

His grin shifted, becoming more of a smirk, and a mischievous glint came to his eyes. "Garrison official on the streets, Paladin of Voltron in t-!"

"Oh, my God! You've been hanging out with Lance again, haven't you?" She cackled, shifting to give the cocoa a quick stir. She then turned the burner off and moved the pot aside to cool a bit before she served.

"I only have, like, five friends! What do you expect?" He teased, leaning over to pepper kisses along her jawline.

"I expect you to mind your manners," She murmured back.

"And if I refuse?" He goaded lightly.

She opened her mouth to speak but was cut off by a small voice behind Keith calling out, "Mommy? Daddy?"

She jumped and let out a little yelp, peering around his shoulder at the tot standing a few feet away. His head was cocked to the side curiously, blinking slowly. "Newt! You're supposed to be in bed!" She squeaked out.

He scowled a little bit. "But I'm dehydrated! I need a little drink," He said, moving the scowl into more of a pout.

Keith chuckled, detangling himself from Pidge and heading towards the cabinet where they kept the kid’s cups at. "Okay, buddy. I'll come get you a little cup of water and then tuck you back in," He said evenly.

"Mmhmm! Thank you, Daddy!" Newt said happily, following Keith to the fridge.

Pidge herself chuckled, pulling out two mugs and pouring the drinks for herself and Keith.

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Yippin’ and Yappin’

Yippin’ and Yappin’ - Halloween KidgeFest 2018 Day 2 Prompt Fill Fandom: Voltron: Legendary Defender Pairing: Kidge; mentions of Allurance and Hunay Summary: It’s the first year the Kogane’s will be cerebrating Halloween with a baby in the house, which is an exciting occasion. The problem, however, becomes coming to an agreement on what type of costume their little girl should wear to go trick-or-treating. Costume for baby can be found [here] assuming the link still works. Also, Days 1 and 3 are significantly lengthier than this one and will take a little more time. Goal will be for Day 1 to be out tonight and - hopefully - still get Day 3 out on time! :3 Standard Disclaimer: If you read and enjoy this, please give it a like/ reblog so I know if I should write more.

“No,”

“This is literally the fourth suggestion I’ve made that you’ve turned down! Come on, Pidge, she’d be so cute!” Exasperated, he swiveled around and held the laptop screen up so his wife could see it better. The deadpanned look she gave him would have weakened the resolve of a weaker man. “Look at the puffy little hat! And the trim of the face glows in the dark!”

“I told you before you started looking that there was no way we are dressing Amber up as a pumpkin for Halloween!” She huffed back, adjusting the little tot in her arms just as a tiny hand made a mad grab for the edge of her glasses. She looked down at her grinning daughter with a small grin. “You’re a sneaky little thing, aren’t you? Trying to take Mommy’s glasses and slobber all over them! Think I don’t see you, huh?”

Amber’s response was to let out a loud excited squeal.

“What do you even have against pumpkin costumes, anyway?” Keith asked with a small sigh as he set his laptop aside.

“Everyone dresses their baby up as a pumpkin for their first Halloween,” She said, glancing away from Amber briefly to look back at him. She then tipped her head back and laughed in delight as the baby made another swipe for her mother’s glasses.

“You’re exaggerating,” He scoffed, rolling his eyes at her.

“Oh, is that what you think? Allow me to prove you wrong,” She said, her tone slipping into that maliciously arrogant area that it did when she was about to completely ruin someone’s day. He opened his mouth to say something in response when suddenly a small set of baby feet were swaying right next to the left side of his face. “Here, take this so that I can get on that.” She said, indicating the laptop with Amber’s wiggling feet.

He laughed but reached up to take Amber. He careful spun her around so that she was facing him, laughing at how her eyebrows shot up in shock at seeing him up close. “Changing places on you, huh?” He laughed before moving to place his feet on the edge of the coffee table and prop her up in a pseudo-sitting position with her back against his thighs. Pidge stepped over him to take the spot beside him on the couch. While she loaded up whatever it was she planned to use to disprove his claims, Keith leaned down and pretended to nibble on their daughter’s chubby little legs, delighting in the enthused shrieks his actions earned.

After a moment, Pidge had opened up her Spacebook feed and started scrolling through. Within seconds, Keith started to see what she was talking about.

Of the 33 other first-time mother’s in the local breastfeeding group that Pidge had joined after having Amber, a startling 21 of them were dressing their newborns up as pumpkins for the upcoming festivities. She then checked what was trending with intergalactic parents as well, since some planets had decided to partake in the Earthly tradition, and tons of the parents there were doing pumpkin babies as well. Her point was already made, but he knew she wasn’t satisfied until she’d drive the point straight to the core of the Earth. She then shifted over to their immediate circle of friends and he was further stunned to see that both Alfor, Allura and Lance’s son, and Richter, Hunk and Shay’s son, were also being dressed up as pumpkins. Lance and Allura, though, were planning on it being a family costume, with Alfor as a little pumpkin and his parents going as farmers.

They agreed what the McClain’s were doing was cute, but Pidge’s point had been made; pumpkin costumes were a cliché.

“Well, what should we do instead?” Keith asked with a small sigh, picking Amber up and holding her above his head. She grinned at him, toothless and delighted, and he couldn’t help but smile back. “You said no pumpkins, but you also turned down the ghost and the mummy costumes I suggested.” He glanced at his wife from the corner of his eye as he spoke before focusing on making funny faces to make their baby laugh.

“And I actually really loved that butterfly costume, but they didn’t have that one in her size,” She lamented, setting the laptop on the coffee table. “Additionally, did we want to do a family costume this year?”

He shrugged then looked over at her. “I’m open to it if you want to,” He said.

“I think that’d be really cute, since it’s our first real Halloween as a family. I mean, last year I was still recovering from her actually being born, so doing anything festive was out of the question,” She said, looking over just as Amber turned her head to look at her Mommy. She waggled her finger at their little girl, letting out short snorts at the loud shriek she received, then perked up in surprise when a fluffy head suddenly flopped into her lap. “Oh, that’s why she got so excited. Hello there, Mr. Cosmo. It’s probably almost dinner time for you, huh?” She mused, reaching down to scratch behind one fluffy ear.

The cobalt wolf lifted his head to let out a quiet little half-howl in response.

“Okay, buddy,” Pidge said, gently nudging him off so she could stand, “I’m getting up. I guess we should probably figure out what we’re gonna have for dinner too, huh?”

“Hmm,” Keith agreed, carefully setting Amber back down to sit in his lap, the same way she’d been sitting before. Cosmo walked over, leaning his snout closer to lightly sniff at Amber. Her golden eyes shined bright as the little tot squirmed and shifted to try and make a grab for the wolf, nearly rolling right out of her father’s lap and only being saved by him catching her. “You’re a squirmy wormy today, aren’t you?” He laughed before carefully picking her up and holding her up with one arm. He then patted the spot beside him on the couch and Cosmo hopped up eagerly, carefully shifting so that he was in the reach of the excitedly babbling infant. “Remember, baby girl, we pet our fluffy friends gently.” He cooed softly.

He chuckled a bit as the wolf closed his eyes, allowing the small tot to smack her hand on the top of his head. It wasn’t exactly petting, but it was the closest she could get and she also wasn’t being violent. He always appreciated that Cosmo seemed to understand that she was a bit too small to really understand how to properly pet and appreciate the best she could do.

Watching them, a thought suddenly occurred to him. When Pidge stepped out to let Cosmo know there was a fresh can of wet food in his bowl, she was startled by her daughter being held up towards her, tiny feet resting on her Daddy’s head. “Here, take this. I just had a brilliant idea,” He said.

She laughed but took Amber anyway, settling the little girl on her hip, out of the reach of her face. “I’m playing the smart way this time, lil’ miss,” She teased happily. She turned her attention back to Cosmo and let out a small whistle. “Come on, big boy. Chow time.”

Cosmo perked up before teleporting right beside her and allowing her to lead him to where his food and water dishes were. Pidge gave him another quick pat – and let Amber give him one as well – before heading back to the living room. When she walked over, Keith had turned the laptop screen to face her, a smug grin of his own on his lips. “How about this one?”

Her eyes widened before she glanced back over at him. “They have it in her size?”

“Only five left, but I can set it up for pickup right now,” He said. He then indicated the both of them. “Plus, I have an idea for a family costume we could do pretty easily.”

“Oh ho? And what, may I ask, inspired this?” She teased.

“Honestly, it was Cosmo. He seems to be a pretty good source of inspiration. How do you feel about fairy tales?”

“I’m open to the idea. First, though, get that costume ordered so we don’t miss out. Then we can figure out dinner, and discuss out plans from there,” She mused lightly.

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The sun was just barely beginning to disappear as the cars started rolling up to the park. Some older kids were running here and there, decked out in their full costumes and eagerly play-fighting in accordance to their respective outfits. There was a small area of picnic tables under a little ramada nearby, where some of the younger children were congregated with their parents.

“Aw, Richter looks so cute!” Allura cooed happily at the little boy bouncing in his father’s arms.

“Thanks! Though, I will admit, it was a bit hard to adjust the seam of the costume to account for his tail,” Hunk laughed. He then looked over at the infant Shay was gently bouncing, who was happily babbling around a mouthful of said tail.

Lance chuckled, carefully adjusting the straw hat on his head to look around, the other settled on the back of his son, dozing off from his position strapped to his chest in a baby sling. “Are we just waiting on the Mullet Clan?”

“We’ve been here a while. You just couldn’t see around the brim of your big, doofy hat,” Pidge chimed, a smug grin on her lips as she approached. Then, seeming to think better of it, she indicated his hat with one hand. “Nice hat, by the way.”

Lance harrumped at her, adjusting his hat again and raising an eyebrow at her. “So… What, exactly, are you supposed to be?” He asked.

Pidge preened at him. “Oh, I’m the Huntress of the forest,” She beamed, indicating the leather belt and fake axe on her hip.

Keith slid up beside her, pushing a stroller. He was wearing a bright red hooded sweater and had a plastic pumpkin-shaped goody basket hanging from one arm. “And I’m Red Riding Hoodie,” He said, waving one hand.

Pidge then leaned down to the stroller, fiddling with the straps to carefully pull out and present their daughter, decked out in a fluffy, grey costume of her own. “And this is our Petite Sweet Wolf!” She beamed.

Amber looked around at the other adults and infants, kicking her little feet in the open air. This revealed little pink paw pad marking on the bottoms of the fabric covering her toes. Immediately, the other parents cooed over her as Pidge stepped closer, eagerly engaging with the others and their babies as well.

Keith grinned as he walked over at well, reaching to take Amber from Pidge, the little girl peeking over her mother’s shoulder to make faces at him. The little costume was ridiculously soft, with the head of the piece having so much fur that the little tips of the ears were near-invisible. The little bottom of the costume completely covered her little feet, but her hands were left exposed, allowing her to eagerly reach out towards Alfor as Lance approached him. “Wasn’t expecting a fairy tale theme from you guys,” He remarked as he reached them.

Alfor had perked back up a little, blinking blue eyes blearily at the world around him. “Well, once we picked out her costume, we just kind of figured our out pretty easily from there,” He mused, adjusting his hold on his daughter so that she was closer to one of her little friends while he chatted amicably with the other man.

Seeing as he was in her reach, Amber reached out, took a handful of his pumpkin hat, and yanked it right off. Alfor stared at her, completely stunned, as she looked from him, back to the hat, and then moved to put it in her mouth. This resulted in him releasing a piercing wail of displeasure. All he adults jumped and looked over, Keith narrowly managing to yank the hat free of Amber’s little hands before it could make contact with her mouth.

Lance scowled at him while he sheepishly offered it back. “Uh, sorry. She’s at that age where everything has to be examined by her mouth,” Keith explained.

The other huffed a bit, taking the hat and fitting it back over his son’s head and trying to soothe him. Allura offered an understanding smile to Keith. “Since the children are getting restless, I believe we should start doing this tricking and treating, correct?” She asked.

“Yeah,” Keith agreed, turning to look at Pidge as walked over to join him. The others started to corral their little group towards the other end of the ramada area while he tilted his head to whisper to Pidge. “Okay, I just need to say; I’m glad I listened to you about the costume.”

“Oh yeah?” She asked as she carefully folded up their stroller and tossed the carrying strap over one shoulder.

“Yeah. That hat barely fits on Alfor’s head with how easily Amber yanked it off. The wolf cub hood fits on her perfectly, though,” He said, holding Amber up to press a kiss to her nose.

She squealed and pinched at his cheeks eagerly, earning another laugh from Pidge as they made their way to join the others.