#oh my god… no pidge here…

[beepsheeps]

pt 3! broganes mean everything to me

[bosspigeon]

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[voltronisanobsession]

Hii, I hope you are having a good day or night! I've recently read your platonic yandere voltron things. And I was wondering if you would make some more headcanons? Or stories with platonic yandere? Here are some ideas you could write either a few headcanons or a story about, for if you have low inspiration. Kidnapped reader with platonic yandere voltron, maybe by an alien species who wanted to help the reader? How would the team react? What would they do? Or maybe the reader get really sick which isn't easily cured cue the panic from the team? Again, just so you know I really like your work! So keep up the good work, and thank you for making your works in the first place! Take good care of yourself, and stay hydrated!

Yandere Voltron’s Reaction to Reader being Taken

O M G DONT EVEN PLAY WITH ME RNNNN!!!! I absolutely LOVE yandere voltron like they’re so fun to write for🤞😜 I love the idea of the group just going crazy if reader were to escape UGHH

tysm pookie, take care of yourself too and ENJOY THIISSSS

OK YOU JUST SPURRED IDEAS INTO MY HEAD

I can already imagine the group going crazy when reader suddenly gets swept up right from their grasp out of nowhere by some random spaceship

I know you said some kind of an alien species taking reader but hear me out

It’s LOTOR AND HIS LITTLE GROUPIES OOOOO

It’s painfully obvious that you’re the real star in voltron seeing as how possessive and protective they are of you, hiding you away whenever danger is nearby

So it only makes sense to Lotor to just kidnap you as leverage for his plans

Little did he know that you would be THANKING him for taking you away from the group lmao😭

Imagine your tied up and homeboys getting ready to explain his super mastermind plan to you when all of a sudden you start rambling about how good it feels to be away from them

“Nothing personal, you were the only thing holding that sad excuse of a team together, so I needed you out of the picture for now.” Cue smirk

“UGH THANK GOD! I was literally starting to lose my mind in there, you have no IDEA how needy they all are.”

Now cue a dumbfounded Lotor

He was not expecting reader to be so relaxed considering how he just snatched you up out of nowhere

You’re just chilling while looking around his ship, maybe making conversation with his generals

You finally get a break from the constant attention and possessiveness, ANYTHING is better than being around the group

While you’re happily talking your voice away with Lotor a group, everyone in the castle is freaking the fuck out

It’s bad enough that they let you slip away from their grasp, it’s worse knowing it was Lotor who took you away💀

We all know how Lance feels about Lotor so I think he would have one of the more extreme reactions to you being taken away

Probably starts pointing fingers and starts blaming everyone for not being able to keep you safe

Lowkey begins targeting Keith because it’s somehow always his fault when something goes wrong💀💀

Lance might even starting crying and wailing out for you with Hunk when the situation finally hits him

Keith is also another one to have a more violent outburst during and after your disappearance

He’s someone I see with strong emotions that he doesn’t know how to handle yet so we already know how he might act

Agitated? Yes. Scared? For you, yeah. Furious? Oh honey absolutely.

Keith might have almost caught you too, but he didn’t. He’s so angry with everything and mostly himself that’s he’s pushing everyone else’s buttons, trying to convince the group that the only right choice is immediately going after you

He’s too anxious now that you’re not in his line of sight, making him kinda desperate to get you back again

Hear me out but I think the calmest ones would PROBABLY be Shiro and Pidge

Now I’m not saying that they’re CALM but they have the nerves mostly in tact

They’re already trying to locate where you are with the secret tracker that have on you so it doesn’t really benefit them to try and blame someone for what happened to you

Pidge’s hands shake while she’s working her whizz tho. She has to type, erase, and retype every now and then because of how nervous and anxious she is

She’s so used to having you around that now her brain can’t function properly without you

She doesn’t want to lose you like how she lost her brother and father so Pidge is trying her best to have a one track mind

Shiro on the other hand is more level headed

He really does try to calm the group down as best as he could but with Lance and Hunk crying, Keith yelling at them to get up and do something, Pidge taking a long time to track you down, and Allura and Coran seemingly in an entire different universe, he can’t help but feel the pressure of this disaster falling on his shoulders

This man is ready to just end Lotor when they find him like I’m not even joking

Everyone is getting on this man’s nerves and knowing that you’re trapped with Voltrons enemy doesn’t really make him feel any better

Hunk might even strike fear into Shiro while he’s babbling on about if you’re hurt or not, if they’re torturing you to get any information out of you etc

Poor Hunk is a flood gate at this point. One moment you’re right next to him and the next you’re not

He’s having a complete meltdown in a corner, maybe trying to comfort himself with a small picture of a selfie you both took together

This dude is already imagining all these terrible scenarios you could possibly be in which makes him feel even more terrible

Quite literally feels like he’s gonna throw up now when he begins thinking about how he’ll never see you again

Allura and Coran are surprising quite and calm during all this

They’d keep to themselves but know that they’re going through some extreme inner turmoil

It’s kind of like Allura disconnected herself from the world ever since you’ve been taken

Her skin itches to run out and grab a pod to find you herself but she knows it’s a brash idea

The only thing she does is mull over the idea of making Lotor regret messing with Voltron

BUT TO MAKE A LONG STORY SHORTT

They are willing to do anything to get you back, not caring for the description they’ll leave along the way

The longer your gone the less control and stability they’ll have as a group

Desperate and irrational are some words to describe them during your being away from them

They will stop at nothing to have you back with them, some more destructive and violent than others

No one holds back when getting you back from Lotor, leaving his ships wrecked and forcing him to put his plans on pause as he recovers

Who knows, maybe him and his group might’ve grown similar possessive feelings towards you as well with the time you spent with them? HMMMM

[rae-not-rey]

In honor of Voltron being taken off Netflix, here is my review of each of the seasons as I rewatched it for the first time in eight years, as well as my ranking of all of them.

Season one: Kind of boring, a little childish, but I can see where it was setting up future plot arcs (Galra Keith, Shiro trauma).

Season two: Getting more interesting, diving into Keith and Shiro especially. Episodes are just generally more fun than the first season. Characters are taking shape. Bonding moment! LOTOR???????

Season three: This season is much shorter than one and two. I believe this is the beginning of the end, unfortunately. Not as exciting as season two was, but still interesting to watch. Lots of lore, especially on the original paladins. Didn't conclude in a big fight, so it was a little underwhelming.

Season four: I will NEVER get over the scene where Pidge finds Matt's grave. They definitely got way more creative with the animation style this season. The ice show!! The end was slightly disappointing. I'm upset by the lack of Keith, and how short this season was. But overall a decent and fun watch, even if it was in one sitting.

Season five: Started pretty slow, but picks up quick! Krolia is here! I feel like season four and five were meant to be one season, considering how short both of them are. The character and plot arcs also make more sense as one season.

Season six: So far, Keith is gone and Lance is straight. Not pleased. The D&D episode is fun though. SHIRO AND KEITH FIGHT??? Overall, this season turned out pretty... okay. Not awful, but definitely not the best.

Season seven: Starts off with Keith and Shiro, very nice. Romelle makes a point about how fast the plot is moving along and I agree. Oh my God I totally forgot about Adam.

Ranking (favorite to least):

Season two

Season five

Season four

Season six

Season one

Season three

Final thoughts

I never got to rewatch season eight, because I started my rewatch too late. And honestly, I'm not too upset about that. From what I remember, season eight sucked. I hated the ending, it felt rushed, everyone felt out of character.

I was a Voltron fan from the time it aired in 2016 until it ended in 2018 and let me tell you, those two years felt like a lifetime. I'm glad I watched the show. I'm glad I was a fan. It was a huge comfort to me in those two years and the years since. I just can't believe it started airing when I was in middle school, and now I'm almost done with college. It truly is the end of an era.

I'll miss VLD, but it's a different feeling because I never actually rewatched the show. I would say that I was blinded by nostalgia, but honestly, most of the show still held up! Do I think it was rushed and the second half of the show was aimless and drama in the fandom influenced how the end of the show ran? Absolutely. But I still think overall it was a decent show. At the very least, I'm still in love with the characters and the universe, even eight years later.

So long, VLD. You were the best recurring nightmare I could have ever wished for. Perhaps I'll see you on the seven seas someday.

[nervouswhizkid]

i. am so mad. i'm mad at season 4 and at every one of you that interacted with my last post abt vld season 3. i know u were all sitting there giggling at me as i walked into s4 knowing full well it was going to destroy me. no WARNING??? i don't even want to sit down and write about it, i'm gonna start crying all over again

i hate that keith left the team. i have to actually practice breathing techniques right now because it's making me so mad omg. i know i said last time that voltron without lance was unthinkable, but i didn't mean that keith should leave. THAT IS NOT WHAT I WANTED!!!! that also means that there was less keith (and klance) content this season, which i take personally. they did that to hurt me specifically. and on top of that, the team was being so mean about keith's wavering priorities. i feel like when anything goes wrong, with lance and keith specifically, everyone is so mean to them??? god forbid they make a mistake or have personal struggles, DAMN

i feel like this screencap says it all.

guys how about let's talk to each other instead of being passive aggressive and icing people out (i do want to point out though that lance seems more sad/disappointed here than anything. my little klance heart is breaking 😭) AND THIS SCENE??

the moment i realized keith was about to walk in my stomach dropped. they all look so angry and here comes Mister Puppy Eyes McGee. i actually can't take it that's my son everyone leave him alone!!! 🤺🤺🤺🤺 i know they had a big group hug after but that's not good enough for me, they should have tied keith up or handcuffed him to the ship, or something. WHY ARE WE LETTING HIM GO WITH THE BLADE OHMYGODDDD

look at this, like??

the camera setup is what gets me. you have keith smiling with all of his friends in the background and then it swaps to a dark, yawning hallway with the most heartbreaking frown on his face. that doesn't look like someone sure of their decisions to me. this boy is in pain!! i'm also just confused about shiro being able to pilot the black lion. maybe confused isn't the right word, but i'm not sure how to describe it. i'm not convinced?? black already denied him, so why now? i kinda feel like it would've been better had he not tried to reconnect with her at the end of last season, because there was no suspense for me this time. the moment he decided to go try again i was like "oh it's gonna work this time isn't it" i get that it's likely black could sense keith's internal struggles and feel him pulling away and maybe that's why she gave shiro a second chance, but shiro becoming the black paladin again gave keith the excuse to leave, because why do they need him now? they have a black paladin, and it's not him. but to me, it should have been. he went through all of that growth last season, and for what?? just to abandon them when things get rocky?? ugh, i hate this!!

i can't even talk about episode 2 without crying, so just know that i'm sitting here with tears streaming down my face as i write this. i was really excited to finally get some closure on the whole pidge-missing-family mystery, considering that's been a subplot since the beginning of the show. as much as this episode broke my heart, i really did love it. they executed it so well. the scene where pidge lands on that planet with the graves? and they're running and pleading for it to not be true, all the flashbacks of cherished memories and images of matt? dropping to her knees in front of his grave in disbelief??

now that's fucking cinema. you best believe i was bawling my eyes out the whole time. i have a little sister and our relationship is very similar to pidge and matt's, so this was just excruciating. i'm very glad he wasn't actually dead, but part of me almost wishes he was? that sounds SO dark, i hope you guys get what i mean. they just put the audience through the absolute wringer and then they're like "oh, actually he's still alive LOL gotcha!" and that makes me really happy for pidge, but man, what a plot twist that would have been. they've been searching for their brother all this time, so you expect some kind of payoff for dedicating so much time to that storyline, but what if he was just dead?? and there was nothing she could do?? wow this is painful to talk about why did i start watching this show if there's a fic where someone explores that possibility then pls share, for some reason i want to torture myself again, i just love how they did this episode. it's very trope-y, but sometimes you just have to lean into it and enjoy, and this was one of those times

the classic fighting-each-other-unknowingly and middle-of-the-fight-identity-reveal? i'll eat it up every time!!

real talk though why is matt so attractive 😏

soo, zarkon is back. fantastic. do he and haggar just not care about each other?? they haven't mentioned the fact that they're married at all and haggar basically still acts like his loyal follower. i'd entertain the thought that maybe it's been so long that it just doesn't really matter to them anymore, but haggar sounded like she actually cared when she realized they were husband and wife last season. but now it's like nothing happened?? i don't expect them to act all lovey-dovey, but there wasn't even a single line of acknowledgment. and i still cannot understand what lotor's plans are. what is his agenda? he wasn’t bothered at all by zarkon reclaiming the throne, and even went to the trouble to make them think he cared. he got that comet and made a couple of ships, but i still don't know what he plans to do with them. also– i can't believe he killed narti!! i know, i was literally just talking about how she specifically frustrated me, but i was so not expecting their death. i get why he did it, but now the rest of his group doesn't trust him.

i'd say that the one bright spot in this season was episode four. that episode was just so silly and gave me so much secondhand-embarrassment i actually had to look away at times LMAO is this where we got the whole Loverboy Lance and Lone Wolf Keith thing from?? i thought that was purely fandom-made, i was not expecting to hear that in an actual episode. talk about whiplash. and we got this ICONIC scene:

he did that wayyy too naturally. lance, buddy, got anything to share?

i really would have loved to see keith with the team during that episode. i can just imagine how he would've reacted to having to do all of that stuff. god, that would've been hysterical!! the images of the parasite in coran's brain made me gag though, was that really necessary🧍‍♀️

i don't have a ton to say about the final episodes. i mean, it was two episodes of them fighting on naxzela. it was definitely a bit of an avengers endgame feeling with all people they helped in previous seasons showing up to fight, so that was cool! i'm curious as to what purpose naxzela served to the galra empire though. were they always planning to use it as a bomb? and couldn't they still do that technically? they only broke the witches connection with it, so all they'd have to do is get another ship out there and she could do it again. what do you even do with a planet like that?? just destroy it?? i also just want to point out that lance said they should get out of there immediately, and nobody listened!! and then five seconds later they were like "oh no, we need to get out of here!" justice for lance i stg ohmygod and LOTOR is on their side now?!?!?! i actually can't wait to see how this plays out!! total transparency, i love atla and i could absolutely see this being a zuko redemption arc situation. it's clear his parents don't like him at all (are they actually heartless or something??) so why not join the other side!! I'M HERE FOR IT

i have to be honest, this definitely wasn't my favorite season. we're getting into the later seasons and i've heard plenty about how the writing goes a little left-field (though i'm not sure when that happens. most people seem to agree season 8 is shit, but i've heard complaints about s6-7 as well) so we'll just have to see! i'm sticking it out as best i can🚶‍♀️‍➡️ onto season 5!

[little-cereal-draws]

Incorrect Vld Quotes pt 2

Pidge: Hey, you wanna know a secret? Allura: No. Pidge: Okay. Allura: Allura: Do you smell smoke? Pidge: The secret is that the house is on fire.

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Shiro: Ok, first of all, what the fuck?

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Allura: Hi, who's this? Lance changed all of my contacts to mythical creatures. Keith: What's mine? Allura: Dwarf. Keith: HE'S SO MEAN, I'M NOT THAT SHORT! Allura: Oh, hey Keith. Keith: FUCK!

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Lance: What goes up but never comes down? Shiro: The amount of stress you're bringing this family.

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*talking on the phone* Pidge: Remember how I said that Lance and I were gonna have a calm night out for once? Hunk: Yeah… Pidge: Well, we’re in jail. Hunk: *hangs up*

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Hunk: Stop saving the world and get a hobby. - Pidge: It smells like henway in here. Shiro: Coran: Shiro. Coran, forcefully: Doesn't it smell like henway in here? Shiro: *sigh* Shiro: What's a henway? Pidge: OH ABOUT TEN POUNDS!

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Coran: So, Shiro, do you have a crush on anyone? Shiro: The only crush I have is this crushing anxiety.

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Keith: Allura has only knocked me out three times this week. Our friendship is really developing.

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*The squad is playing a team sport* Coran: Are you upset you don’t get to be on the same team as Keith? Lance: Have you ever played a game with Keith? Coran: No… Lance: Have you ever been trapped in a cage with a wolverine? *Meanwhile, on the other side of the field* Keith, chasing Allura: I SAID FASTER! DO YOU KNOW WHAT THE WORD “FASTER” MEANS? IT MEANS MORE FAST!!!!

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Hunk: I didn’t want to do it, no one else wanted to do it, so I made Pidge do it!

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Allura: This is a very powerful artifact. You’d be messing with some forces we don’t fully understand. Keith: That sounds like a dare to me. Allura: Oh my god.

[soulreapin]

im so so sleepy but here are some birthday keith headcanons in honor of my birthday

-shiro does birthday punches. keith has hated these birthday punches since he was eleven and if anyone tries to give him birthday punches other than shiro they are Dead to him

-cupcakes over cake his reasoning is that they are cheaper and less mess (hunk bakes him the sexiest cake literally ever in spite of this)

-does fine with recieving gifts but would rather open them one on one than in front of the whole team

-lance made him a red lion robe to match his slippers bc red will always partly be his and oh my god he could replace the nile river. keith cried over that for a good five minutes.

-vanilla over chocolate and whipped frosting over buttercream

-for keiths first birthday in the castle pidge found a wii (not a wii u an original wii) and somehow got that bitch to work

-they played wii sports for HOURRRRSSS

-shiro is reigning tennis champion

[strawberijasper]

Paladin redesigns

So... my friend @adaphyl and I have been working on a Voltron rewrite because canon Voltron? Eughdghf god awful, we all know. But it's ok, it's not real it can't hurt us.

We've been working through the cast and redesigning characters. I'm posting the paladin redesigns first just because my Altean redesigns need a bit more explanation... there's a lot of lore and I just don't got it in me rn.

I say these are the paladin redesigns but I did also include Keith's dad for reasons, we called him Jim. Anyways here are my redesigns as well as some notes on our rewrites of the characters (I will go more into this at a later date, but for now just some important notes).

Keith:

He's trans ftm, wears a binder. He needs to be wrestled out of said binder because he will wear it for too long. He is on hrt but has been off of it for a while cause space.

Keith is itty bitty, we made him 5'5.

He has more non-human features, the stripes on his arms are Galran markings, as well as the "freckles" on his face. He does get more Galran features in the future (will be in a future post).

Shiro's son.

He's autistic because I say so (I'm projecting but also honestly none of them are neurotypical lets be real).

Lance:

Lance is amab and nonbinary, goes by he/they.

Fuckboy with a heart of gold but like... genuinely. He comes off as a fuckboy to many people but he truly is just a silly little guy. Canon Lance but far better.

He's average height, 5'10.

He wears friendship bracelets made by his nieces and nephews, and always has hair ties on him for anyone who needs one. The anklet is from his mother.

Shark tooth necklace is because it's his favorite animal (and because sharks are MY favorite and I'm projecting).

Pidge:

Transmasc genderfluid, uses they/them pronouns primarily but is fine with any.

Pidge is still the shortest, around 4'11 iirc.

Pidge is aroace because I say so, romance and sex repulsed they do not give a shit about any of it.

Their hoodie was originally Matt's, they stole it in order to sneak into the Garrison and decided to just keep it. Pidge misses their brother.

Pidge wears a binder and is very good about not wearing it for too long. They set a timer for how long they should wear it and will take it off as soon as they can, as well as set reminders for break days. They are on top of this shit.

Hunk:

Hunk has tattoos (not pictured, we're working on designing them). We wanted to really represent Hunk's culture and because he's Samoan we wanted to give him some traditional Samoan tattoos as a treat.

He's everyone's bestie/big brother actually and I love him can you tell I love him?

iirc he's around 6'0 tall.

Paints his nails the voltron colors, one finger for each member. His thumbs are painted yellow so he can point to himself.

Shiro:

Shiro is a trans man, he has had top surgery and is also on hrt.

Shiro is Keith's stepdad... kind of. Kind of stepdad kind of adopted dad. Simply dad.

Shiro is also around 6'0, shorter by Hunk by an inch.

Oh he also has a tongue piercing hehe haha.

Jim (Keith's bio dad):

Jim is Jim.

No but really, he was in fact a firefighter, we are keeping that. He dies in a fire and Keith now wears his dog tag.

He may have held hands with Shiro at some point :3c

There isn't much to say about him (I simply don't remember everything) but just know I love him.

[sunriserose1023]

Point of Ignition [eight]

WARNINGS: Mini panic attack, nicknames, semi sexual situation WORD COUNT: 6055

masterlist

You gave a soft moan as Bucky’s hand slid down your side, coming to rest on your hip. His lips were at your neck and you moaned again as you lifted a hand to push your fingers through his hair, holding him where he was. His thick thigh moved between yours and you bucked your hips up, both of you groaning at the feeling. 

“Fuck, Pidge. You’re driving me crazy.”

He didn’t give you a chance to reply, his lips finding yours and kissing you thoroughly. You wrapped your arms around his muscled body, his tattooed arms gently groping you and making you moan. 

“You ready for me, baby?”

You nodded furtively, unable to put your desires into words. Bucky just chuckled, pushing your legs further apart. You whimpered for him and he nodded, moving closer to you, lips pressing to yours. 

“I’ve got you, Pidge.” “Please.” “Oh, baby. You don’t have to beg with me.”

Bucky moved closer, bringing his hips closer to yours and you felt your heart start pounding in anticipation. You sighed, closing your eyes as you wrapped your legs around Bucky’s narrow hips. 

“Pidge.”

You sighed again, and you could almost hear the smile in Bucky’s voice. 

“Pidge, wake up.” “Hmm?” “Open your eyes.”

You did, looking around, eyes widening as you took in the far wall of Bucky’s sparsely decorated bedroom. You looked down to find yourself under the covers, laying on your side, head on the pillow. You slowly rolled to your back, finding Bucky sitting up in bed, wide chest bare, a huge grin on his face. 

“Good morning, pigeon. Had a good dream?”

Your eyes widened as you felt your face begin to burn as Bucky gave a soft laugh. 

“It happens to everybody, Pidge. Don’t be embarrassed.” “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Bucky smiled as he nodded. 

“Sure sounded like a good dream to me.” “Oh my god.”

You sat up and put your face in your hands. Bucky chuckled, his hand moving to gently rub your back. 

“Everybody has sex dreams, Pidge. Nothing to be embarrassed about.” “That’s easy for you to say. You didn’t wake anybody up by moaning.” “First, I was already up when you started. Second, a little moan is nothing. You’re not like a guy, where you can actually see when we have a sex dream.”

You raised your eyebrows, then nodded in agreement. You turned back to look at him over your shoulder and he grinned. 

“Tell me about your dream, Pidge.” “No.” “It was about me, wasn’t it?”

You snorted, even as your cheeks felt like they were on fire. 

“You wish.” “You got me, Pidge. That’s my dream, babe. You dreaming about me.”

You pushed his tattooed arm, and he laughed as he leaned in and pulled you into a hug before climbing off the bed.  

“Come on, pigeon. I’ll cook you breakfast and you can lust after me some more.” “It wasn’t about—Bucky!”

You stared off into space, not paying attention to anything in the cafeteria. Your hand absently kept moving your fork into your salad, but you didn’t take a bite. Natasha sat down across from you, watching you as she ate her own salad. After an unreasonably long stretch of silence, she leaned over and snapped her fingers in front of your nose, making you blink and bobble your overloaded fork. 

“Nat, what the hell?!” “What the hell is up with you? I’ve been sitting here watching you stare into space for like twenty minutes.”

You blinked again. 

“Really?”

She nodded as she took a bite of salad. She chewed for a moment, then nodded at you. 

“What’s on your mind?”

You swallowed, looking down into your food. You took in a breath, then let it out slowly. 

“You can’t tell anybody.” “Oh, shit.”

She set her fork down, lifting a napkin to her lips. You looked up to see her eyes on you, giving you her full attention. 

“How bad is it?”

You sighed. 

“Not as bad as I’m making it out to be.” “Talk to me, muffin.”

You lifted a hand to cover your eyes, speaking softly. 

“I had a sex dream about Bucky.” “You what?!”

You let your hand fall to glance around the cafeteria, which had fallen silent, all eyes on you and Natasha. You put in a smile, lifting a hand to wave, then using that hand to slap Natasha’s arm. 

“What is the matter with you?!”

You hissed the words as she pressed her lips together. Once the cafeteria had started buzzing again, she leaned closer. 

“You can’t just drop a bomb like that and expect me to go ‘oh cool. Want some ice cream?’” “It’s not a bomb. It’s a … it’s not a thing.” “It’s obviously a thing if it’s bothering you this much.” “It’s not bothering me.”

Natasha raised an eyebrow as you glanced down at your massacred salad, barely any bites taken. You blew out a breath, putting your elbows on the table and covering your eyes. 

“Was it good?”

You peeked at Natasha through a gap in your fingers. She smiled as she speared a tomato and took a bite of it. 

“Had to be good, right? Even dreams look like they’d be good with him.” “So you’ve never …” “About Bucky? No. Now Sam? Absolutely, and let me tell you, reality is even better than the dreams.”

You made a face, which made Natasha laugh. You couldn’t help but smile, and Natasha bumped your foot with her own. 

“So what about it? You had a naughty dream and so what?” “So … I was in his bed when it happened.”

Natasha’s eyes widened. 

“But you two weren’t …” “No! Nat, come on. We don’t do that. I just sleep there.” “In his bed. Beside him.” “Yeah. It’s harmless.” “Not for your panties.”

You kicked her under the table almost automatically, and she glared at you as she leaned down to rub her shin. 

“Ow.” “You’re fine.”

She glared at you some more, then straightened and took a sip of water. 

“So what’s the big deal?”

You blew out a breath. 

“Apparently I was making noise and he heard it and he knew what was going on.” “Did he know it was about him?” “Well God, I hope not. I tried to play it off like it was nothing, but I failed spectacularly because I was mortified. He tried to make me feel better, saying at least I don’t get boners.”

Natasha snorted. 

“Yep, that’s Bucky.”

You shook your head. 

“Nat, what do I do?” “What do you mean?” “I mean I can’t be sleeping in his bed and dreaming about him.” “Muffin, it’s harmless. So you had a dirty dream. So what? Are you going to act on it?” “No!”

Natasha clicked her tongue. 

“Shame. That would be a good time.”

You rolled your eyes and she chuckled softly. 

“You’re blowing it way out of proportion, sweetie. It’s nothing. I’m sure he’s dreamt about you. Probably even rubbed one out while you slept.” “Oh my god, Nat! That’s horrible!”

She laughed and you shook your head. 

“I’m kidding. I’m sure he’s waited until he was in the shower. Easy clean up.” “You are not helping.”

She smiled as she reached across the table and laid a hand on your arm. 

“It’s fine. Try not to focus on it too much and you’ll forget about it soon.” “I doubt Bucky’s going to let that happen.” “Oh no, he’s going to tease you within an inch of your life. Get ready for that.”

You closed your laptop and lifted your hands over your head, moaning softly as you stretched. You leaned to one side and gasped when your spine popped, then slowly lowered your hands. You picked up the phone you’d placed face-down beside your laptop and tapped the message icon. There was a text from John Walker, asking if you wanted to grab some dinner with him. 

You set your phone down, thinking back over the last week. You’d been so sick, and the last thing on your mind had been your phone. Bucky hadn’t checked it, or if he had, he didn’t tell you about it. But the point was, you hadn’t heard from John since a week before. Did he not know you were sick? Did he even try to check on you? 

A funny feeling settled in your belly when you flashed back to last week, shivering under Bucky’s covers. Bucky had been there, brushing your hair out of your face, pushing pills between your lips, doing everything he could to bring your fever down. 

You looked back at your phone, eyes lifting to the door when it opened. Bucky stepped in, a wide smile coming to his face when he saw you. 

“Hey, pigeon.” “Hey.”

He set his bag by the door, closing it with his foot. He shrugged his jacket off and tossed it over the back of the recliner, making his way to you. He grabbed a bottle of water off the counter, taking hold of the chair across from you and turning it backwards before straddling it.

“I’ve got a favor to ask of you, pigeon.” “Oh, boy.”

Bucky grinned as he took a long sip from his water. 

“It’s nothing bad.” “Somehow I doubt that.” “Come on, Pidge. Don’t you trust me?”

The breath caught in your throat at the sight of his icy blue eyes, the casual grin on his lips. He needed to shave, but the scruff was a good look for him. You swallowed, a smile of your own coming to your lips. 

“What is it?”

The smile on Bucky’s face went soft. 

“Come home with me.”

You furrowed your eyebrows, glancing around the apartment. Bucky chuckled, shaking his head. 

“No, I mean my real home. My dad’s house. Everybody gets together once a month to have dinner and hang out. I want you to come with me. “Buck, that sounds like a family thing.” “It is. But I want you there.”

That funny feeling in your gut seemed to intensify the longer he smiled at you. You couldn’t help but smile back, and Bucky’s eyes shined. 

“You’ll love them, Pidge. They’re a fucking mess, but I think you’ll understand me better once you see what I grew up with.” “Buck—“ “Don’t worry about dressing up. You look gorgeous, and you don’t need to worry about impressing anyone. They sure ain’t gonna impress you.”

You watched him walk down the hall to his bedroom and you looked back at your phone. You picked it up and typed out a simple reply to John Walker, then followed Bucky down the hall. 

Sorry, not tonight. 

You were on the back of Bucky’s bike, arms around his torso as he rode to his parents’ house. He rested one hand on your thigh whenever you came upon a red light or a stop sign, and despite the cool air whipping around you, you were nice and warm in Bucky’s jacket. You turned your head to rest it against the wide expanse of Bucky’s back, feeling a gentle squeeze to your thigh, and you smiled as you closed your eyes. 

Soon, the scenery turned more residential, and you looked around as Bucky turned down one street, then pulled into a driveway. There was a modest two-story house with multiple cars in the driveway, and Bucky parked his bike near a large truck. He shut the bike off and climbed off, removing his helmet and shaking out his hair before helping you from the bike and taking your helmet off. You turned to try to see your reflection in one of the nearby cars’ windows. 

“Pidge, you look beautiful.” “Please. I know I have helmet hair.”

You tried to fix your appearance as best you could, then glanced over your shoulder to see Bucky leaning against the truck. You raised an eyebrow and he sighed. 

“Alright. Tragic backstory time.”

You turned to face him and he pushed off from the truck. 

“I’m adopted.” “Bucky.” “It’s fine. I came to terms with it a long time ago. I bounced around the system for a while until I landed here. For some reason, they wanted me, and not only that, but they adopted five boys.” “Five?!”

Bucky chuckled. 

“Yep. My parents are saints. Maybe a little mental, but definitely the best-hearted people I’ve ever met.”

You stepped closer to him, reaching out a hand. He took it, lacing his fingers with yours and pulling you closer. You smiled up at him. 

“I can’t wait to meet them.” “Almost everyone will be here. The brother closest in age to me, Steve, won’t be here. You’ll never believe what his job is.” “Enlighten me.” “Cruise ship director.”

You gasped, hitting his shoulder with your hand. 

“No way!” “Right? He’s gone most of the year, and we’re lucky if we get to see him for Christmas. He tries to come back at least once a year, but it’s tricky.” “Wow.” “I know. Oh, and you will see a familiar face.”

The two of you started walking down the sidewalk, to the front steps. 

“Who?” “You’ll see.” “Bucky—“ “Honey, I’m home!”

He’d thrown the front door open, letting it bounce off the wall. He kept hold of your hand as he led you inside, and your eyes widened at the cacophony of sounds that greeted the two of you. 

“Whoa, Buck. Who’s the babe?”

You blinked at the man who walked through the door, a sandwich in one hand. 

“That’s Clint. Total sleazeball. Keep your distance.” “Why you little—“

Bucky stepped behind you as Clint started to lunge forward, both of them laughing when Clint gripped Bucky’s shoulder. They did a “bro hug,” slapping the other on the back once before Clint turned and left the room. 

“Hey everybody! Bucky brought a babe home!”

Bucky groaned as he lifted a hand to his face. 

“Let me apologize in advance for this. We’re a family of men since Ma died and we’re basically animals.” “Hey, pigeon’s here!”

Your eyes widened when Sam walked into the room, emptying a bag of chips into his mouth. Clint followed Sam into the room with a man in a hoodie behind them, followed by an older black man with an eye patch. Bucky put an arm around your shoulders. 

“Guys, this is—“

You interrupted him to say your name. The last thing you wanted was his whole family referring to you as “pigeon.” Sam winked at you as the man in the hoodie stepped up with his head down and hand out. 

“Hey, I’m Wade. Oldest of these ragamuffins.” “Hi.” “I’m Clint, but you knew that. Obviously you know Sam, too?”

You nodded as you shook Clint’s hand, and the man with the eye patch stepped up with his hand out.

“Nick Fury.”

You shook his hand as Bucky leaned closer to you. 

“Call him Fury. We all do. Just don’t call him Nick.”

You nodded, feeling intimidated, moving closer to Bucky. He smiled as he wrapped his arm around you again, pulling you close to his side. 

“You assholes leave us any food?” “This is just hors d'oeuvres. Fury’s grilling.” “Do you like steak or chicken, Miss Y/N?”

You nodded with a smile, and Fury smiled back. 

“Good answer. Wade, a little help?”

Wade nodded, keeping his head down as he followed Fury out of the room. Sam and Clint went back towards the kitchen and you turned to Bucky. He gave your shoulder a gentle squeeze. 

“That wasn’t so bad, was it?” “No, they’re nice. But I … I didn’t …” “Oh, Wade, you mean?”

You nodded and Bucky sighed. 

“His parents were drug dealers and they were running a meth lab out of their house. He almost burned up when it exploded.”

You sucked in a breath and Bucky nodded. 

“He’s covered in scars, and he tries to pretend like people’s stares don’t bother him, but … he just tries to hide as much as he can.” “That’s terrible.” “Tragic backstory, pigeon. We’ve all got them.”

You nodded in agreement and Bucky sighed as he reached to take hold of your hand. 

“Clint’s dad was an abusive prick. Sam’s parents were killed in a car accident. Steve’s dad was a soldier who was killed in action and his mom died of cancer shortly after losing his dad.”

He met your eyes as you waited for him to mention his own parents, but he shook his head. You gave him a soft smile. 

“It’s okay. You don’t have to tell me.” “Pidge.”

You met his eyes and he shook his head again. You let go of his hand as he closed his eyes, then wrapped him in a hug. You closed your own eyes as he held you, putting his face in your hair. 

“You two wanna quit playing grab ass and come help set the table?”

You and Bucky both turned to see Clint leaning against the door frame, tossing M&Ms into the air, catching them in his mouth. 

“‘Cause God forbid you do a thing to help, right, Barton?” “Hey, I’ve been here for hours. Who do you think marinated the damn steak you’re going to eat?”

Bucky rolled his eyes, giving your hand a squeeze before he walked with his brother into the kitchen, bickering the whole way. You couldn’t help the smile that spread across your face, and you pressed a hand to your stomach before you followed them. 

You set your fork onto your empty plate, looking around the table at the state of disarray. Everyone’s plates were empty, the bread basket was empty, the side dishes were scraped clean. Most of the men were leaning back in their chairs, groaning softly. 

“Killer meal, Dad.”

You’d learned that Wade was the only one who called Fury something other than Fury, and that he was lightning fast with wit. He’d finally taken the hood off his head, inconspicuously looking at you when he thought you weren’t looking, but once you’d caught his eye and smiled, his shoulders had relaxed and he’d joined in on the conversation. 

You’d learned that Clint was an EMT in town, Fury was a detective on the police force, and their mom had been a nurse before she’d passed from breast cancer a few years back. They were a tight-knit group, even with Steve gone most of the time, and they had a family text chain that was completely obscene more often than not. 

“Should we initiate the babe in properly?”

You looked to Clint, who’d broken the silence. He refused to call you anything other than “babe,” but at least it wasn’t “pigeon.” Wade clicked his teeth, then nodded. 

“I think it’s only fair.” “Come on, guys.” “No, no. You bring a chick around and don’t warn her beforehand, that’s your fault. Let’s go, boys.”

You watched as the men stood up, leaving you and Fury at the table. Bucky had shaken his head when you tried to stand up, taking your plate with his to the sink. 

“I can wash those dishes.”

Silence fell over the room, looks being exchanged. Fury sat up in his chair, leaning towards you. 

“You’re a guest here. They know the drill. Whoever cooks…” “Doesn’t clean.”

The boys had answered in one voice, and Fury winked at you as he relaxed back in his chair. In a few loud, curse-filled moments, the table was clear and the kitchen was clean. Bucky walked back to stand behind you, scooting your chair backwards just a bit. 

“Watch this.”

You watched as Sam and Wade took hold of opposite ends of the table, lifting and turning. Your mouth dropped open as the table turned upside down, revealing a green felt-covered table. 

Something you knew all too well, even as your blood suddenly ran cold. 

A poker table. 

You blinked as you heard your blood rushing in your ears, heartbeat thundering so loudly you couldn’t hear Wade teasing Sam as Clint grabbed the box of chips and cards and placed them on the table. Fury started shuffling the cards as Sam divvied up the chips, and it wasn’t until Bucky spoke beside your ear, making you jump, that you came back to yourself. 

“Pidge, you alright?”

Your eyes were wide as you stared at him, and the room slowly fell silent as your quick breathing got louder and louder. Clint stepped closer, speaking low. 

“Buck, she may be hyperventilating.” “No, I—I just …”

You stood up from the table, rushing through the front door. You gasped when the cold air hit you suddenly, and you put your arms on top of your head as you tried to regulate your breathing and slow your heart rate. 

This was nothing. This was a friendly game between family. There were no high stakes here, no one’s life hanging in the balance. Bucky won’t stop loving you if you mess up the game. 

Wait, what?

Fuck. 

“Pidge?”

You turned around, wide eyes locking on Bucky. He held out his hands and you shook your head, taking a step back. 

“I-I’m sorry. I didn’t—“ “Hey, you didn’t do anything wrong.”

You put your face in your hands, leaning into Bucky when he stepped forward and wrapped his arms around you. 

“You’re okay, Pidge. I’ve got you.”

You let your hands fall, burying your face in Bucky’s chest, wrapping your arms around him and holding on tight. 

“I got you, baby. Just breathe.” “I’m sorry. “Hush.”

You nodded, turning your head to rest your ear against the middle of his chest, closing your eyes at the steady thrum of his heartbeat. Bucky laid a hand over your other ear and you sighed as you moved even closer to him. After a moment, Bucky moved his hand and spoke softly. 

“You want to talk about it? “Not really. I’m sorry for being so stupid.” “Hey.”

He pushed you back so he could see your face, one hand going under your chin to force you to meet his eyes. 

“One, you’re not stupid. Don’t ever say that. Two, something serious must have gone on around a poker table for you to act like that. I’m sorry. I didn’t know. I wouldn’t have put you in that situation if I had known.”

You shook your head. 

“You didn’t do anything wrong.”

Bucky stepped closer, taking your face in his hands. 

“Neither did you.”

You stared up at him as he stared back at you, your lips parting slightly. Bucky’s eyes danced to your lips then back to your eyes and he took in a breath. 

“Let me get my jacket and we’ll go.”

He let go of your face and started to go back in the house. You reached out and grabbed his hand and he looked down at it before meeting your eyes again. You shook your head, giving his hand a squeeze. 

“I’m okay.” “Pidge—“ “I mean it. I overreacted. We don’t have to leave.”

Bucky turned back to face you, keeping a tight hold of your hand. 

“Don’t do that.” “What?” “Minimize your feelings because you think it would make me happy to stay.”

Your eyes widened as he stepped closer to you. 

“You’re allowed to feel things, Pidge. Even bad things. Doesn’t matter if it makes sense or not, if you mean to or not. We can go, back to somewhere that’s familiar and comfortable, and you can let me hold you til you fall asleep or something.”

It was his turn to widen his eyes when you stepped forward, putting your face in his chest again and wrapping your arms around him. He smiled as he enveloped you in his arms, resting his head atop yours. After a moment, you spoke softly. 

“I really would like to go back inside. Apologize to everyone.” “You don’t have to. They get it.” “But—“ “Shh.”

Bucky rubbed a hand up and down your back. 

“We can go back inside if you want. If not, let me grab my jacket and we’ll go because, no offense, but it’s cold as shit out here.”

You laughed, nodding as you stepped back. 

“I’d like to go back in.” “Okay then.”

Bucky took your hand and led you back inside. Your heart was pounding in your chest as you stepped through the door, but it faded as you heard the raucous noise from the kitchen. You stopped in the doorway, warmth filling your chest and tears coming to your eyes when you saw the table had been flipped back, the wooden side that you’d eaten on visible instead of the felt. Bucky rubbed your back and took a step forward as Wade gave a shout. 

“Ha! Gin! Eat me, suckers.”

Sam and Clint groaned, and Fury chuckled under his breath as you followed Bucky back into the room. You stayed behind Bucky as he moved closer to the table. 

“Ready for me to whip your asses now?”

Wade snorted as he shuffled the cards. Sam clicked his tongue and you looked his way. 

“You play gin?”

You lifted a shoulder, sitting in the chair beside Bucky when he pulled you down. Wade cursed as he fumbled the cards and you spoke softly. 

“We can play poker. It’s no big deal.”

You stared at the wood grain of the table as silent conversations were held over your head. After an uncomfortable bout of silence, Fury spoke. 

“Texas Hold ‘Em. We can do a practice round. Deal the cards, Wade.”

You glanced over at Fury, smiling when one card, then another was placed in front of you. You managed to suppress a shiver when Bucky’s voice was whispering into your ear. 

“You familiar with Texas, Pidge?” “It’s been a minute since I played.” “Rules are simple. Don’t show anybody your cards. Wade’s gonna put five cards down in the middle of the table. You want to get your two cards to match up with three of those cards to make a hand of five. Either a full house or a straight or three of a kind, but we’ll help you with that later.”

Bucky glanced at his cards, and the two of you watched as Wade set five cards in the middle of the table. 

“Now if we were playing with chips, this is when we’d place a bet.” “Do you guys do real money?”

Bucky smirked. 

“We usually just give whoever wins twenty bucks at the end of the night. It’s usually me.”

Sam coughed across the table and you smiled. You sucked in a breath when Bucky’s mouth was at your ear. 

“Wade can bluff with the best of them. Fury was born with a poker face. Sam’s got tells that are just short of a flashing neon sign and Clint’s a card shark.”

You turned your head, meeting his eyes, whispering just as low as he’d been. 

“And what about you?”

Bucky grinned. 

“Play me and find out.”

When you turned back to your cards he leaned in again, his mouth at your ear. 

“But if you get to playing good here, we can play strip poker back home.”

He groaned when you elbowed him in the stomach and you grinned as you looked across the table to Sam and Clint, who were smiling back at you. 

The first couple of rounds were touch and go. Bucky won one round, then Wade, and you got lucky on the third round, but you really suspected that they let you win. They decided to play one last game, so you and Bucky and Sam could get back to the apartment before it got too late. 

“Think you can handle yourself, pigeon?” “I think so.”

Bucky smiled and nodded, both of you turning your attention to the table as Clint dealt the cards. Sam folded early, as did Fury. Wade tossed his cards at one point, until it was just you and Bucky. 

“Want to make it interesting, Pidge?”

You flicked your eyes from your cards to him. 

“What did you have in mind?” “If I win, you’ve got to come back with me for every family dinner, including holidays.”

You glanced at your cards, then back to him. 

“And if I win?” “Then you’ve got to cook for those holidays.”

You let out a laugh. 

“That’s not a good enough bet for me.” “What would make it sweeter, then?”

You set one card aside and nodded to Clint. He handed you another card and you held your hand over it, then looked to Bucky. 

“Can I think on it?”

You kept staring into his eyes as he looked back at you, the two of you missing the smirks and eyebrow wiggles from the rest of the family. Bucky finally nodded. 

“You can think as long as you want, Pidge. No way you’re beating my three of a kind.”

You pursed your lips, nodding as you studied the cards he just laid down. He had two eights, and with an eight on the table, he had a pretty good hand. You looked at the last card Clint had dealt you, placing it in your hand as you spoke. 

“That’s good. But I’m not exactly sure … remind me. Is this good?”

You laid down a seven and a nine, and with the eight on the table along with a ten beside it, you had a straight. You looked at Bucky, who was staring at your cards with his mouth open. Wade let out a loud whoop, laughing as he jumped out of his chair. 

“Whipped your ass! She whipped your ass, brother!”

Bucky met your eyes as his brothers joked and laughed. You smiled softly as he leaned in closer, until his nose was almost brushing yours. 

“Did you hustle me, pigeon?”

You bat your eyelashes. 

“No, I just got lucky.”

Bucky shook his head, a smile on his face. He stood up from the table, pulling his wallet from his back pocket and dropping a twenty on the table in front of you. His brothers did the same, despite your protests. Fury stood up from the table and did the same, laying his hand on the pile of twenties in front of you. 

“This is how we do. You earned it.”

You swallowed at the sudden pit in your stomach, smiling at him and nodding. You gathered the money and folded it before standing and sliding it into the back pocket of your jeans. Bucky was behind you then, sliding his jacket over your shoulders. He turned and held out a hand for Fury, who put his hand in Bucky’s to shake, then pulled him in for a hug. He did the same thing to his brothers except for Sam, and you laughed when Wade got him into a headlock and rubbed his fist over Bucky’s hair. Bucky gave Wade a shove as he glared at him, the glare softening when he looked at your giggling face. Clint nodded to you. 

“It was nice to meet you, babe.” “Yeah, come back anytime. You don’t even have to bring Bucky.”

Fury laughed at Wade’s statement, and Bucky took your hand as he walked up beside you. He waved before he led you out the door, and you giggled at the kissing sounds his brothers made. 

“They are the absolute worst.”

You laughed as the door closed, following Bucky as he went to his bike. 

“I had a great time with them. They’re fun.” “Yeah okay. Whatever you say.”

Bucky was smiling as wide as you were as the two of you stopped in front of his bike. You started to shrug his jacket off, but he shook his head, pulling it closer around you. 

“Buck, you’ll get cold.” “I’ll be fine. I’m gonna have you cuddled up against me.”

You felt your cheeks warm as you slid your arms through his jacket. He picked up your helmet and put it on your head. 

“I can do that.” “I know.”

His voice was as quiet as yours had been, and you were still as he fastened the strap under your chin. You watched as he put his own helmet on, then swung his leg over the bike. You held a hand on his shoulder as you climbed on behind him, and he gave your thigh a squeeze as he kickstarted the bike. You wrapped your arms around his torso, holding tight to him as he backed out of the driveway, reveling in the warmth in your chest when he held his hand on your thigh during straight lengths of the road and at red lights or stop signs. 

“Hey Buck?” “Hey, Pidge.”

You smiled as you turned to face him. He was wearing his regular pajamas, a pair of sweats with no shirt, the tattoos on his arms gleaming in the low lighting. You were wearing one of his shirts, and while you had debated wearing a pair of pajama shorts, you decided not to. You saw Bucky’s eyes flash when he noticed, but he didn’t say a word. You walked over and sat on the bed facing him, watching his nostrils flare when your shirt rode up and gave him a flash of your panties. He licked his lips, then turned his attention to you. 

“What’s on your mind, Pidge?” “I have a question.” “Lay it on me.”

You twisted the blanket in your fingers for a moment before you spoke. 

“Did you go through my phone while I was sick?”

Bucky’s eyebrows furrowed. 

“Why are you asking me that?” “I just … I don’t know.” “Pidge.”

He leaned forward, taking your hand. You looked up to meet his eyes and he tilted his head to the left a bit. 

“What is it?”

You blew out a breath. 

“John Walker texted me earlier and I realized I hadn’t heard from him in a while and it got me thinking that maybe he texted me while I was sick and I missed it and—“ “You thought maybe I saw it and deleted it?”

Your eyes widened. 

“What? No! Bucky, no. I know you wouldn’t do that. I just … I thought that may…”

You blew out a breath, looking back at him when Bucky gave your hand a squeeze. 

“He didn’t text. The only thing I did with your phone was put it on the charger a couple times. I would have told him you were sick if he’d called or whatever.”

You looked down at your hands, taking yours away from Bucky and putting it over your face as you moved to sit on the side of the bed, putting your back to Bucky. 

“I’m sorry.” “Hey. Hey, you don’t have to be sorry, Pidge. It’s okay.” “No, it’s not. You’re such a good person, taking care of me when I was sick and taking me home to meet your family and I’m worried about some asshole who didn’t even text when I was sick. He probably doesn’t even know I was sick, but he didn’t even try to talk to me until today.”

Bucky sighed. 

“I’m not that good of a person, pigeon.”

You let your hands fall, turning to look at him over your shoulder. 

“You are to me.”

You stared at him, watching his blue eyes turn stormy. He crawled over the bed until he was beside you, and you closed your eyes as he lifted his hand to cup your face. You lifted your hand to hold onto his wrist as he leaned in closer, so close you could feel his breath on your lips. Your lips parted the slightest bit, and you opened your eyes when you felt his touch soften. His eyes were roaming over your face, lingering on your lips. 

“Buck?”

Your voice was barely audible, and Bucky leaned back, letting his hand fall. You furrowed your eyebrows as he slid back, going to his spot in the bed. 

“Let’s go to bed, Pidge.” “Bucky, what’s wrong?” “Nothing. I’m just tired.” “Buck—“ “Come on, Pidge. Let me hold you.”

You blinked a few times, then did as he said, crawling under the covers. You rolled onto your side and Bucky plastered himself against your back. You laced your fingers through his, holding tightly, but even in his arms, your sleep was anything but peaceful.

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[ssasides205]

had a realization that's making me insane but we as a fandom weren't angry enough abt sunshades

also, this is entirely related, so I'm dragging them here too, but the voltron fandom was not angry enough abt Shiro's sudden gayness

now, the similarities are these:

both were retconed gay during the second half of their series

both were given their "endgame" romantic interest at the very end of their series (yes I know TOA exists now, but it came out in 2016, 2 years after BOO)

both fandoms became really weird abt those who dared to have shipped the character with a girl (Nico was canonically gay for longer than Shiro was in their respective media, so it's very rare to see those old ships, but they exist all the same)

both fandoms were all too happy to start extreme shipping them with their last minute love interest (the voltron fandom latched to Adam so hard it makes the sunshades seem tame, Curtis way less so)

the differences:

the voltron fandom should've been angry bc Shiro hadn't had any buildup as a gay character (whatever shippers saw notwithstanding), the problem being that if the show had gone with it's original Shallura plans (I saw this in like a commentary on how the show got made), they would've had to make someone else queer (for bait reasons), and they couldn't make hunk queer cause they did the whole thign with Shay, and Pidge was the youngest so like,,, they couldn't make keith queer cause he's the only "white" character and therefore has to be the token straight protag, and if they made Lance queer without makign klance happen I think something would've exploded.

so last minute gay shiro, burry your gays trope included! but oh, don't worry, he gets married to this random two seconds background character in the end!!

the PJO fandom, on the other hand, went through more than half of HOO watching Nico and Jason be like thatTM and then just, acepted will? the same ppl who tell you valdangelo wouldn't happen cause they had only one interaction? those ppl??

what, they just took the 1.5 bit at the VERY END of BOO and ran with it? I know lack of representation was a lot worse back then, but if that thing came out now I don't trust y'all to call it out like you should

like, I remember spending that whole scene being like "who the fuck's this guy" cause I didn't register background characters unless they were plot relevant, and nothing about that scene was all that romantic either

it makes me so angry, and when they announced the show I hoped they'd make it as close to the books as possible bc then maybe more ppl would see it two, but apparently Riordan added to the first series post-fact? and the tv series is already making changes?? and they'll probably work sunshades into it earlier bc of TSATS but gods, even if they don't it might still not happen, bc y'all just settle for scraps.

anyway, sorry for the rant, I jsut wanted to get it off my chest, and sorry if I offended y'all, I just think you deserved better.

[autisticlancemcclain]

Pidge dreams of a swamp. She wakes up hot and sweaty and miserable. She’s sticky, all over, and especially below the waist. The air smells of iron.

“Oh, fuck,” she mutters, and bursts into tears.

She knew this was coming. She’s fifteen — beyond a late bloomer, really — but some part of her hoped she would hold off on it. Forever, maybe.

Or at least until she’s with her mama again.

She drags herself upright, gagging at the feeling of wet sheets smearing on her bare legs. The smell of blood is almost overwhelming (Lance not moving behind them blasted already barely woke up blood everywhere whole room smells nothing she can do Hunk knocked out covering her six information is vital they can’t pull back nothing she can do Keith scratched to hell lightyears away Red yelling nothing she can do Allura dragged away by the Galra they’re hurting her on the way own splitting the skin nothing she can do her team her friends her family broken and hurting nothing she can do never anything she can do). She shoves her face into her knees, trying to muffle her cries, but they burst out of her, rough and raw and scared and mourning. She chokes on her own sobs, wailing, everything hitting her at once.

Panic that is not her own pushes at the back of her mind, head butting her brain.

Cub, the Green Lion says, distressed. Breathe, cub. Please.

“I want my mom,” Pidge wails. “She’s supposed to be here. She’s supposed to be here!”

I know you do. The Green Lion’s tone is gentler, this time. Less prodding, more…resigned, almost. Pained. I know, Kathleen.

Pidge’s Lion tries to placate her, flooding her brain with comfort and love, but Pidge can feel herself getting hysterical, feel her breathing getting short.

“I wanna go home, I wanna go home, I wanna go home —”

“Pidge?”

The door creaks loudly, making Pidge flinch, and faint light shines into the room. The smell of juniberries pierces through the pungent smell of blood. A soft hand rests on the back of her tangled hair, brushing through the knots.

“Oh, Katie,” Allura sighs. She slides her hand down to Pidge’s shoulder and pulls her close, squeezing her gently. Pidge goes willingly — Allura isn’t her mother, and she’s nothing like her mother, but Allura is sweet and kind and knows everything, and Pidge needs that right now.

“Just take some time, asteraki. We’ll figure it out soon.”

Pidge leans into it. Her lower stomach aches, constantly, and her eyes sting. She still feels sticky and gross. She needs to comfort. She cries until she doesn’t think she can anymore.

“Okay,” Allura says gently, God knows how long later. “Come on up, okay? Let’s go to the washroom. I’ll draw a bath.”

Pidge drags herself out of the bed, stumbling after her. Allura tests the water three times, making sure it’s perfect, and dumps in way too many bubbles. She helps Pidge out of her ruined bottoms, guiding her into the bath. She carefully rubs shampoo into Pidge’s hair, rubbing out the pain in her roots, combing out the tangles.

She says nothing for hours, just quietly helping Pidge put herself back together. She drains the bath when it goes lukewarm, laying out fresh clothes. She strips the sheets, tossing them in a random hamper, and turns over clean ones, guiding Pidge into them.

“Move over,” she says, when Pidge settles into the middle. She glances at Allura in mild surprise, too tired to summon up something more verbal, but complies. To her further surprise Allura scoots in after her, half-reclining against the headboard. She gently tugs Pidge towards her until she gets the hint, leaning against Allura’s chest, gripping her shirt. Allura’s hands slide into her hair again, twisting the wet curls.

“My mom prepared me for my period,” Pidge says quietly.

Allura hums, gesturing for Pidge to continue.

“She told me what supplies to use, what to expect. Very scientific, my mom. But it was just — I don’t know. I wanted her to be there. I wanted to talk to her about it, when it happened.”

“My experience was similar,” Allura says quietly. “I had a — list of letters, from my mother. She knew she was ill, that she wasn’t going to be there for long, so she wrote a series of letters for me for various milestones. I had one for my first period, but it wasn’t…the same.”

Pidge squeezes her hand.

“This no mom shit sucks.”

Allura snorts. “It does.”

Allura keeps her hands clutched with Pidge’s. She holds her tightly, and Pidge doesn’t feel good, but she feels — better.

Big sisters make everythint better, Pidge is learning.

[incorrect-kidge-quotes]

All the members of Team Voltron log in for a video chat to catch up, Shiro is the first to log on, followed quickly by Allura with Lance, then Hunk, and finally Keith and Pidge.

"Hey, where's Pidge at?" Lance asks.

"She's in the bathroom, she's been throwing up all morning, she said she'll try and "drag herself out and say hi" but no promises." Keith laughs.

"Poor thing," Allura starts. "Any idea what's wrong with her?"

Keith shakes his head "No clue, my theory is food poisoning cause I didn't feel a fever on her earlier, but she insists that's not the issue."

Pidge starts walking in from out of frame. "Oh, hey here she is."

"Hey Keith, mind telling them will hop back on in a few minutes?"

Keith had a confused but worried long on his face "Yeah, no problem," he said before facing the camera again. "Hey we'll be right back." He said before clicking the 'camera off' button, thinking that got rid of both sight and sound. "What's up?"

Shiro: Keith, you're not offline

Shiro: Keith

Shiro: Someone call him real fast, before a private matter is said when Katie doesn't want it to be

Hunk: Already on it

Lance and Allura: No, I'm curious, if he can't hear the notifications going off in the chat, that's his fault

"What's up? Pidge?"

Pidge's face was a bright shade of red, whether that was from the stress of morning sickness or not, Keith didn't know. "I've had an idea for a few weeks, but with the whole 'throwing up 7 times in the past two and a half hours' thing, I decided to confirm..." she said before handing him 4 used pregnancy tests, all with the same result. "Uh... surprise?"

Keith went through a whole flood of emotions in less than a second, confusion, to concern, to unrestrained excitement flashed across his face. "Wait so we're- you're- I'm gonna be-" He jumped out of his chair swinging her around in excitement "I'm gonna be a dad! There's so much we have to do, we have to get you to the hospital, we have to prep, we have to sign up for classes!"

Pidge quickly placed a kiss on his lips to shut him up and calm him down, "All in due time. Looks like I'm not the only one going to be running around calling you daddy now." She said with a wink and chuckle, making Keith's face turn bright red.

On the other end of the screens, Lance just spit up his entire sip of coffee, laughing as hard as he possibly could without dying. "Oh God, okay, okay, now we can tell them."

Minutes later, Pidge was not amused and Keith was begging for her forgiveness.

[bosspigeon]

woke up still half-dreaming about TCM boys so now I've got a slightly firmer grasp of one of the newer ones so yeehaw uh some horny rambling below the cut

Kazu is getting a soft lad with a Pixar mom dump truck ass who is quiet and comes off as a lil bit shy but once he's comfortable very much is capable of being a Soft Dom with a keen focus on positive reinforcement over punishment (tho he will definitely consider it if his partner likes it <3)

had some nice little sleepy images of him calling Kazu a good boy while he rides him, promising him rewards if he behaves well during play, and capitalizing on how soft and cozy his body is compared to all that solid muscle if you catch my drift <3

[anonymouszephyrus]

what up you said you had art block and wanted asks so

what are your opinions of the heights of the team?? Cause I've been pulling reference images, I've been trying my hardest to figure it out, and so far all I know for SURE is that shiro hunk and coran are taller than lance, who is taller than allura and keith. I'm getting VERY CONFLICTED about the details- sometimes shiro is taller than hunk, sometimes coran is taller than hunk, sometimes shiro is taller than coran, sometimes hunk is taller than shiro, I'm going insane.

Personally I'm leaning towards making Hunk tallest because I simply think he deserves it. And I know that they roughly resemble their lions, and that the black lion is biggest so theoretically shiro might be biggest, but keith takes over the black lion and he's tiny so I think Hunk deserves to be tallest.

Oh my god, great question! THANK YOU :D

In my opinion, I'd agree with you and say: Hunk's the tallest. Shiro's probably an inch or two shorter than Hunk because Hunk still had time to grow, the paladins were all around 18 and 17 when they got into space and obviously, Keith got a growth spurt (even if it was the Galra genes). I would've loved the idea of the paladins resembling their lions but I also agree with you on that fact too. Whilst Shiro was the tallest when they first started, I think Hunk passed him after a year or so by like an inch. The order for me would be (and I'm including everyone in the main team here): - Hunk, Shiro, Coran, Lance, Allura, Keith, Pidge. (Before Keith went with BoM) - Hunk, Shiro, Coran, Keith, Lance, Allura, Pidge. (After Keith joined back) Hunk and Shiro have already been explained, but I just want to justify Klance's heights. Lance, we know is taller than Keith (at the start) by around one or two inches, but after the BoM change, Keith grew to be a bit more of Lance's height. I'd say now, they're around the same height. Allura, I was so conflicted on, because in the show, she bends down to hug BoM Keith but goes on her tip-toes for Lance even though they are like.. almost the same height. Voltron is weird with perspectives, but I can honestly think that if Keith matched Lance now, Allura would have to be shorter too (by a few inches, again). And Pidge is just the shortest.

[dnightshade0]

Voltron: vampire lance trying to enjoy his blood.

I have this one Voltron AU where Lance ends up turning into a vampire and now has to adjust to his new life.

Important note: when this lance gets his blood, he gets it by catching wild animals, and carefully siphoning their blood through an IV into thermoses to drink later. without harming the animals. This lance has a bit of an issue when it comes to feeding. He doesn’t like the idea of killing for blood.

Lance is sitting on the couch in the common area drinking a thermos of blood when Keith walks in and sits down next to him.

Keith: hay, what cha drinking?

Lance: … um… blood?

Keith: no, I mean WHAT are you drinking?

Lance: … again BLOOD!

Keith: what life form did that blood come from?

Lance: ah, why didn’t you just ask that in the first place?

Keith: just answer the question.

Lance looks down at his blood, turning it in his hand and shrugging.

Lance: hm, meh idk some alien animal we caught back on the last planet we visited.

Keith: what did it look like?

Lance: idk some kind of weird purple hippo-like animal.

At this Keith gasps in anger.

Keith: WTF MAN?! HOW COULD YOU?

Lance: dude what’s your problem? Why are you getting so bent out of shape for?

Keith: HIPPOS ARE MY FAVORITE ANIMAL!

Lance: ok? And?

Keith: YOUR EATING MY FAVORITE ANIMAL!

Lance: omg are you serious right now?

Just then shiro and the others walk in, hearing all the commotion.

Shiro: hay, I heard shouting, what’s going on in here?

Lance: Keith is throwing a fit because I’m drinking his favorite animal!

Keith: HES DRINKING ALIEN HIPPO BLOOD!

Shiro looks so confused right now.

Shiro: … huh?

Pidge: only you two could create drama out of nothing.

Hunk: I don’t see what the big deal is. Lance has to eat too. And it’s not like he actually killed the animal to get its blood.

lance: THANK YOU HUNK!

Keith: still how would you feel if he drank the blood of something you liked? What if he drank the mice’s blood?

Pidge: Keith, the mice aren’t even large enough to serve as an hors d’oeuvre.

Keith: what about kaltenecker?! What if lance ate her?!

Lance: I would never drink kaltenecker Keith!

Keith: and why not?

Lance: cause she is like family! I’d never feed on family! And seriously Keith, I can’t just decide not to feed on everyone’s favorite animal. If I did that then I wouldn’t be able to drink blood from anything period.

Keith: so your saying it doesn’t matter what animal it is, you’d eat it regardless?

Lance: ok let me stop you right there. I may drink animal blood but I do still have my standards. There ARE animals I won’t drink.

Hunk: like what?

Lance: I draw the line at bug-like, cute adorable and babies.

Then Keith mumbles.

Keith: I bet you’d eat a baby hippo.

Lance: NO KEITH I WOULD NOT!

Keith: just you wait lance, someday the universe will exact karma upon you for eating a hippo!

Lance: for the love of god Keith! First off, it’s not an actual hippo! It LOOKED LIKE A HIPPO! Second, I didn’t eat it! I just had it donate a few pints of its blood and it went on its merry way! STILL ALIVE AND VERY MUCH NOT EATEN!

Allura walks in.

Allura: paladins! Get your armor on. We have a diplomatic mission on the planet kolslac. The kolslacians wish to join the voltron coalition and are requesting an audience with us.

Lance gives a sigh of relief.

Lance: OH THANK GOD! Saved by the princess!

Shiro: all right team! Let suit up and go meet these kolslacian diplomats.

(Later planetside)

Lance stood frozen in horror at the sight that awaited team voltron on the planet kolslac. The kolslacians as it turned out were a race of purple bipedal hippo-like aliens.

Lance was mortified.

Lance: (whispers) you gotta be kidding me!

Hunk: (whispers) dude, are you ok?

Lance: (whispers back) no I am NOT ok! I’m surrounded by a race of alien hippo people! This is Keith’s fault! He wished this! He asked the universe to punish me for drinking alien hippo blood and now I’m in hippo hell!

Hunk: buddy calm down! I don’t think the universe is really punishing you.

Lance: oh are you really gonna tell me that after the insane conversation we had about drinking alien hippo blood, that us coming to a planet of actual alien hippo people is just some random coincidence?!

Hunk: …um.. ok I’ll admit that is one hell of a coincidence and it surprises the heck out of me too but still, I really don’t think you’re in any danger here. These guys don’t even know that you drank alien hippo blood. So I think you’re safe.

Lance: yeah unless some mullet goes and rats me out to his new alien hippo buddies.

Hunk: I don’t think Keith would do that.

Lance: you sure about that?!

Hunk: …um…

Hunk then turns to Keith and taps him on the shoulder.

Hunk: (whispers) Keith you wouldn’t tell these kolslacians about Lance drinking “you know what” would you?

Keith looks at hunk then turns his gaze towards Lance and give him the most evil grin.

Lance: I am so dead…😰

Fortunately, the alliance talks go over smoothly without incident and surprisingly Keith says nothing to the kolslacians in regards to lance drinking alien hippo blood. Everyone goes home happy. But Lance, the poor guy. He suffered through the entire thing freaking out about if the kolslacians will want to roast him on a stake or chase after him with alien versions of torches and pitchforks. Or maybe even a mob trampling him to death with their big hippo looking feet.

When it was all over and team voltron returns to the castleship, Lance gives a huge sigh of relief. But as soon as he sees Keith walking in, he turns to him and shouts…

Lance: I HOPE YOUR FREAKIN HAPPY NOW! I’M NEVER DRINKING ALIEN HIPPO BLOOD AGAIN!!!

[empty-blog-for-lurking]

Here's my pitch for vld sequel. Based on bnha world's hero mission, a movie i have never seen from a series i stopped watching a long time ago (do not take seriously) #Alluralives #Kuronlives-

• Keith and Pidge get framed for like a very serious crime and are on the run and wanted across the universe.

• Allura is alive and there and it is never confirmed how (Someone: Wait, Princess Allura? Didnt you die? How are you still alive? Allura: Oh yeah i did almost die! However *background loud car crash noises, machine revving sounds, things falling sounds, cats sound in the background. Just basically that One troupe™, you know the one* and that is how i survived.)

• Kuron is also alive, it is also never confirmed how (Some completely random bullshit: *happens* Kuron: This is just like the day i came back to life)

• Anyway while Keith and Pidge are on the run, Allura and Coran are handling the diplomacy front since you know Keith and Pidge are both pretty high profile, Kuron Hunk and Matt along the Blades handle damage control, communication and extraction of Keith and Pidge. Shiro and Lance have the arguably the most important job, find out whodunnit while also distracting the detectives on the case from getting too close to Keith and Pidge.

• Lance and Shiro take this job Very very Seriously.

• Like Lance is playing up the dumb goofball as he "accidentally" "loses" the evidence and just doesnt seem to be "taking the job seriously" or is "unable to follow the instructions" really Detective, dont you know? The Blue Paladin is a very clumsy carefree guy! Honest!!!

• Shiro meanwhile is playing up the straight laced bureucrat rule follower. "No we can not go down there yet! We have to follow the protocol!!" Shiro says having never followed that protocol ever. "I am sorry but the rules clearly state we have to do this in this time consuming way" Shiro says knowing full well that rule is ancient and doesnt apply anymore. "I understand your concerns, however the procedure X95t-78v is a vital procedure required for any paperwork to go futher," Shiro says, he made that procedure up.

• Detective's partner suspects they are both full of shit, but cant prove it. Detective knows full well they are both full of shit, CAN prove it, but doesnt really care about it, because she's like 75% sure Keith and Pidge didnt do it.

• The Detective is by the way straight out of a Noir film, like it legit goes black and white when it is her pov and has full noir style narration going on, and she smells of cigars and coffee and rain and is also sopping wet and divorced

• Hunk goes from, "Ok guys i know this is hard but please you have to listen to us, we just want to keep you guys safe." To "I will literally throw hammers at both of you and get you arrested myself if you two dont shut the fuck up."

• Kuron is just vibing man, just chilling, doing his job, a bit red-eyed. He might be a bit high (he needs that weed to keep Traumas™ at bay)

• Allura is fighting for her life trying to handle the diplomacy front and put out fires. Everytime she and Coran make some headway Keith and Pidge end up on the front news after causing mayhem in some random planet and she has to start all over again

• Lance just knows soooo many people. He knows a Guy™ for everything. When asked he's like, "Oh it was during the time when Keith was off with BoM and Lotor was in ship. I kinda didnt have much to do so i just went off on my own." Lance, Lance why do you know these space pirates? Lance why do you know a famed recluse blacksmith who apparently also is a spy? Lance why do you know this mythic species thought to be long extinct? Lance why do you know a god of death? How the fuck do you know a God of Death, and why-why are they calling you babygirl?

• There is another God who knows Coran and calls him babygirl btw

• My main goal here is to gaslight people. There are some facts that were totally canon but reintepreted in a way that wasnt the writers intent. There are some facts that are canon but a little bit molded. There is atleast one episode/season that is hinted to be a mass hallucination and not canon at all. It works best if Netflix removes the original and its wiki gets corrupted./j

• Lgbtqia+ rep is Shiro and Curtis navigating their relationship through long distance, their own trauma and the post war era universe, atleast 2 characters being the focus in a valentine day episode only to come out as aroace, and a B-plot about Lance having just the most atrocious taste in men. Like men you wont believe were allowed to exist.

• i'll add more if i think of more

Dreamworks hire me/j