#pidgance

[honestlyprettychill]

[pucks-shitposts]

Do we even still go here as a society or am I 5 years too late…

[nanaturbina]

i miss when plance shippers used to actually exist

[nicollini]

I remembere this awesome fic from @hailqiqi the other day. This picture is not related, but I still really like the idea of Lance just carrying Pidge like this.

[breadstickcat]

I would just like to thank whoever on the VF writing team decided to make Pidge and Lance old married couple coded. That was so real of them.

[mxrainbownoodle]

I know I've been MIA place/pidgance shippers

But I see y'all lurking in my notifications

I swear I plan to work with a soul on here to revive a discord server for those that love that ship /miss Voltron

So keep the peepers out

If you like this post I'll make sure to send a link when it goes live 💖✨

[an-oddity-indeed]

This is a very old piece now - but here’s a friendly reminder to water your Plance ✨🌱

😌💙💚

[queenlypirate]

on a plance kick so i fixed up this old thing

[adobedragon]

Plance doodle. Redraw of same pose. Breaking in the new Wacom tablet, trying new brushes.

[tydy-the-megnet]

I am clawing my way out of the ground, dehydrated but still kicking. I've been going through all my old likes and seeing a lot of plance, so obviously I had to write some. Been thinking about it almost all day.

Given I'm posting this a week before Easter I left plenty of Easter Eggs where I could think of them.

...

If one were to ask Katie Holt her ideal way to spend a Saturday, the list did not include waking up at three-thirty in the morning to make a shopping trip because her brother and father had just got off a work binge and needed emergency rations at the lab before they crashed in their cramped on-campus lounge.

And even further down would be forgetting her keys in her apartment, thus leaving herself locked out. Katie checked her phone again.

4:27 A.M. 27% battery. Still no response from Matt or Dad, so they definitely crashed as soon as they finished the snacks she brought them.

Katie turned around and leaned back onto her door, groaning. She slowly slid down the wooden surface until she was sat on the floor. She threw her head back, smacking it on the door just beneath the knob, and turned her phone screen off again. Her eyes found the door across from hers, Apartment 207.

She sighed, "I hope someone's up."

Katie slowly got up and took the two steps across the hall. Glancing around, as if she were about to be caught, she raised an arm to rap on the door. "Hello? Um, anyone awake?"

When no one answered after a beat, she leaned forward to resignedly rest her forehead on her neighbor's door with a soft 'bap.' That's when she heard a reply. "Hold on, I'm coming." The voice was soft and rough and groggy, and Katie whispered an apology to the guy. Then the door opened, and Katie flinched back from it before the man noticed she'd been leaning desperately on it.

The man was Latino, and he wore soft-looking blue pajamas with sleep-cap over his hair. His face was caked with some kind of goop that Katie figured was a self-care thing.

"Um, hi. How can I help you?"

Katie sucked a breath in as she realized she'd been staring. "Um, yeah, hey, my name's Katie. I'm in 206 right across the hall-look I locked myself out a little while ago. Would it be too much trouble to crash on your couch for a few hours until I can call someone to help?"

The man look more bewildered than annoyed, thankfully, "Uh, sure? How'd you lock yourself out at four in the morning?" He asked as he stepped out of the way, inviting her in.

Katie gave him a grateful, if sheepish, grin as she walked in, hunching in on herself as she glanced around the kitchenette the apartments provided. It was laid out much like hers, a linoleum floor that boasted a fridge and electric stove on one wall and a counter with sink adjacent, with a countertop table partitioning the area from the living area that was technically the same room.

She quickly made her way to the couch, glad to be off her feet and on a cushioned seat, as she replied, "I got a call from my brother an hour ago asking for urgent help, so I got dressed as quick as I could-" She grimaced when she realized that had meant wearing a very worn, oversized green shirt that just said 'Fuck people, grow plants.' and some random, stained cargo shorts. "-and hurried over there only to realize that the emergency was just that they needed snacks after they stayed up too late working and the both- he and my dad, I mean, skipped dinner."

"Oh man, that sucks." He replied simply, as opened the door to the bathroom. "Well, it's a good thing I'm a light sleeper, I guess. I'm Lance, by the way."

"Tell me about it." Katie watched, entranced, as the man slowly and methodically took off his face mask at the bathroom sink. Her angle on the couch just barely allowed her to watch as he picked at the goop and peeled it off like paper.

When he was done, he grinned at himself in the mirror and Katie fought a snort when he gave himself finger guns. Then he turned back to her and walked back into the living area and Katie swore he sparkled. Did he exfoliate with glitter or something?

His eyes were also really blue. Katie caught herself staring again, and forced herself to avert her eyes. She tried hard to lock onto anything else. The mermaid painting on the wall, the small TV across from the couch, the Mercury Gameflux II console connected to it with-

"Is that Killbot Phantasm I: Journey to the Depths of the Demonsphere?"

He sounded surprised when he answered, "Uh, yeah. Wanna play? You're stuck here for a while anyway, and I'm definitely not going back to sleep."

"Yes."

...

"Don't you touch her!" Lance shouted as he raised the controller like it would actually help his character raise his laser gun higher. "Take this! Pow! Pow! Pow!"

Katie snorted and asked, "What was that?" as her character came in with her attack bot.

"Laser guns." He grinned at her, and Katie found herself grinning back.

"What? No, they're more like 'ptchoo, ptchoo.'"

She watched him as he frowned and replied, "No way, they-AH! ROVER!" Katie smiled at the intense look on his face before his words registered. She whipped back around to see the last vestiges of her attack bot's health bar disappear. She let out her own yelp as she made her own character go try to repair him, but without his backup, Lance was already in big trouble. A couple attack cycles later, and it was over.

"Ugh, we're never gonna beat the yalmor. We're gonna be stuck in this rainforest forever." Lance groaned. He threw his hands up dramatically and Katie heard the tell-tale 'flop' as they landed on the couch behind her. His controller lying despondently in his lap as he lamented.

Katie glared hard at the 'GAME OVER' screen in front of them. The sprite of the yalmor mocking them above the letters. "We just need to grind a bit more. Once we hit level 27, yalmor will be doable."

"Maybe we should take a break for breakfast." Lance sighed, looking at the sunlight peaking through his teal curtains, "We've been at it for a while."

Katie sighed, dropping her own controller and sitting up to stretch her back out. She sighed in bliss as she felt the 'C-C-C-CRA-A-ACK' resonate through her soul. "Yeah, maybe." She sank backwards to the couch, nuzzling into the soft, warm cushion as she turned to look at Lance.

"What do you wanna-eep-" She froze as she realized the cushion she'd just nuzzled was actually his arm, but luckily he seemed distracted. She shot forward, sitting up again, turning her reddening face away.

"I think I have some leftover bacon and eggs, and I can reliably put butter on toast?"

"Yeah-sounds good." Katie answered, forcing herself to breath normally.

"I'll go heat it up."

Katie took a deep breath as Lance lifted himself up. She rubbed her face, willing the heat away as she whispered to herself, "Honestly, Katie, chill." She glanced over as he reached up to grab a loaf of bread from a shelf and caught a peek of his lower back, immediately setting fire to her face again. She looked down, rubbing her face again.

"You okay?" Came the question to give her pause.

He had seen her rubbing her face like a weirdo.

"Y-yeah, I'm fine," she grimaced, "Just, uh, psyching myself up for round two in a bit."

"Ha, more like round twenty." He laughed easily as he dumped a couple of slices into the toaster. "Maybe we should grind some upgrades for Rover so you don't have to keep healing him?"

Katie considered the words as she thought back to the various failed attempts. It wasn't that healing her attack bot was causing issues. She mostly kept getting distracted whenever Lance did something cute.

Which was often.

He stuck his tongue out when he was focused on an attack pattern. He bit his lip when rearranging his inventory. He was so animated during encounters and sequences. And he got so into the story that he actually acted out some of the cutscenes.

"Yeah. Maybe." She answered anyway, watching him watch the microwave as it reheated the bacon and eggs.

"Hey," He asked suddenly, and Katie didn't even notice she'd relocated to the table, sitting across from him as he loaded up their plates. "What're your plans for the day?"

"Huh?" Her eyes widened as she processed the question. "Uh, nothing? It's Saturday, so I didn't really have plans."

He smiled at that, and her heart skipped a beat. "You wanna go do something after we beat Killbot?"

She- "I-huh?" Did he- was that-

"You know, like a date?" He added, "I mean, it doesn't have to be a date. I just think you're really cool and cute and I want to spend more time with you."

"Oh, uh, okay." Holy crow this was happening. "Like what?"

"I..." He looked at her in amazement, "Don't know. Didn't think I'd get this far."

She couldn't stop smiling as he said that.

"Well, we have time to figure that out."

[honestlyprettychill]

Question for the Garden 🌱

Do we still have some sort of Plance discord server floating around the internet somewhere?? I've been having just about the hardest year of my life involving a lot of grief and depression, and honestly, i just want some semblance of the garden back as it was always a very comforting place for me haha <3

And if we don't have a discord, do we just want to make one?? For old time's sake 🥹

[cakirankiran]

Office Plance AU, but pidge gets married to someone else. I've been drawing aton of drafts and redrawing some trying to make them more better. But I'm trying to learn even more!

[nanaturbina]

when talkin bout my favorite ships, the only one that wins plance when it comes to the deadliest is mitchko, who isn't even dead, because you can't kill something that was never even born

[nicollini]

A Scene of a fanfiction I will probably never finish or post.

The story goes like this: Pidge get's locked out of her lab by her father to take a two week vacation and Hunk pressures her to go to Lance's farm, because they did't keep in touch after the day their lions went away. Pidge has a great time there and they rekindle their friendship. Meanwhile Pidge discovers, that she is definetly NOT over her crush and Lance starts to question, if abandoning everything and being a juniberry farmer really is the best way to honor Allura or if he is just afraid to loose his family again when he leaves the farm. Anyway, Pidge and Lance start a lively conversation via messenger and he flirts with her shamelessly through jokes and innuendo, which gives her heart palpilations and frustrates her to no end, because Lance likes to joke and flirt around and there is no meaning behind it, right? (Also Lance finally decides to take up the flight teacher job, Hunk is offering him for ages now and Hunk basically used Pidge as bait for Lance to finally say yes :3 and then they both work at the garrison and heavily fall in love and so on and so forth)

[cyangarden]

On this day five years ago