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*looks @ Golden Madness*

wELL SHIT

How would shiro react to pidge getting fayally hurt on the battlefield

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He had been with them for quite some time now.

And Shiro liked to think that he knew just about everyone on this ‘Castle.’ There was Keith, who smelled a little like him and who he helps with training from time to time. That one was the Black Paladin of whatever this ‘Voltron’ was. And, though he was a bit stand-offish, Shiro felt that he was good person.

He liked Keith.

Then there was Lance. Who had seemed a bit scared of him at first and smelled like salt and soap. But Shiro found that, with time, Lance eventually warmed up to him. Telling bad jokes all the while. Some would get a chuckle out of him and other would make him growl in annoyance. Nevertheless, Lance had an undying loyalty to him that Shiro admired.

He liked Lance.

Hunk was very interesting. Shiro never really saw all that much of him until he finally worked up the nerve to see him. Apparently interested in his prosthetic as well. Shiro found him very kind and likable. Always smelling of something fairly sweet and soothing.

He liked Hunk.

The ‘Princess’ and Coran were just as interesting, if not a bit intimidating. The Princess Allura, Shiro noticed, would keep a good distance between them. She smelled like the mice she kept around her and an exotic sort of perfume. Even after the rest of the ‘crew’ warmed up to him, but Shiro didn’t take it so personally. Coran was fairly funny, without meaning to be. Smelling like old liquor and dust. But Shiro knew the two of them meant well. He liked the two of them.

But then there was the small one.

The small, spirited female that had caught his eye during that fight. She had seemed so out of place then. Small and young and in the midst of a war. How could he not try to shield her? But, to his surprise and secret joy, she had taken pity on him and saved him. Later, Shiro had finally learned what her name was. Pidge.

He really, really liked Pidge.

She seemed the most comfortable with him. She was the first one to look him in the face and smile. She had a nice smile. Shiro liked that smile. Just the sound of her footsteps would make his tail thump against the floor, much to Shiro’s inner torment. But she seemed to like having him around, and though it was hard for him to speak after spending so much time as a prisoner, they managed to have a few interesting conversations.

She wasn’t offput by him in the slightest.

Which shouldn’t have given so much hope, but it did. Whenever Pidge would come back from a particularly grueling mission, she had no palms about him carrying her. Or holding her close. And every time Shiro told himself that it would be the last time he’d ever allow the small female near him.

But he couldn’t resist.

She was so tiny. Shiro could fit a single hand around her waist! How dead she had become to him! But, despite her kindness toward him, Shiro knew one thing.

She’d never care for him.

At least, not in the same way. Shiro’s feeling for the Green Paladin were of a redder, more passionate nature. And, being that the Galra had livelong mates and ‘humans’ didn’t have an exact equivalent, Shiro was often left at an impasse. The very female he longs to make his mate right at his fingertips.

But never close enough.

Galra!Shiro - shidge prompt

Thank you @demoniclions for the idea ;)

Coran cocked his head at the somber alien behind the glass containment and fiddled with his mustache. He had to admit, even despite their prisoner’s stocky build, he did seem relatively harmless. Still, he was Galra and a stranger. There was too much at stake to risk trusting him right away, even if he did help the Paladins of Voltron.

The elder Altean caught Allura’s reflection and turned to face her.

“I know you said you’d explain later, but I think this counts as later. Why exactly did you bring a Galra onto the ship?”

“He was one of the prisoners we freed. And he used himself as a shield to protect Pidge during our escape,” Allura said.

Coran’s gaze shifted to the bandage wrapped around the Galra’s left forearm. That would explain the wound, he supposed.

“And?” There had to be more to it than that. “Why bring him on board?”

Keith piped up then.

“He had nowhere else to go, so we’re letting him stay with us… for now”

“From one prison to another. Poor fella.”

The Galra kept his bright yellow eyes trained on the ground.

“Doesn’t talk much, does he?”

Allura shook her head. “I think he may have lost his memory. It would make sense considering the experiments that were being performed on them.”

Their eyes fell on his right arm, mechanical, nearly all the way up to his shoulder.  

“He can use that arm as an energy weapon, though it seems he doesn’t have much control over it.”

“Does he have a name?” asked Coran and the other two shrugged.

“Not that we know of,” Allura said.

Coran took a step closer to the thick glass and cleared his throat.

“Excuse me, sir, Galra, sorry to bother you, but what should we call you?”

The Galra ventured a glance up at his rescuers, but after a few moments of waiting said nothing.

“Maybe he’s just shy.”

“Or he can’t speak,” Keith suggested. “But we can’t keep him in there forever. We need to figure out what we’re going to do with him, and soon.”

“Well whatever we do, we’ll decide as a team,” said Allura pointedly, her eyes practically searing holes in the side of the Black Paladin’s head. He pretended not to notice and quietly agreed.

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Pidge dismissed herself from the dinner table early, claiming to want to work on her latest project. It wasn’t a lie, exactly. It just wasn’t the kind of project they thought.

“Can I bring it to him?” Pidge asked Hunk in the middle of pouring an extra bowl of space goo.

He paused briefly, the question catching him a bit off guard. “Uh, sure,” he agreed easily.

“Yes! Thank you!” she said like it was a song and took over goop pouring duty.

“Why?”

“I wanna thank him for covering me during the rescue mission. I feel kinda bad he hurt his arm for me like that.”

Hunk smirked.

“In other words, you want to ask him about his prosthetic, right?”

Pidge looked away.

“Maybe.”

“And I’m guessing you don’t want the boss man to know, huh?”

“I’d rather he didn’t,” she admitted, “Think you can cover for me?” Pidge flashed him her prettiest smile and fluttered her long lashes.

“Yeah, yeah, okay,” Hunk laughed and waved her away. “Just make it quick.”

“I owe you one!” she whispered and snuck away from the kitchen with two bowls of goo tucked under an arm.

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Truthfully, she did want to pick their new guest’s brain regarding the unusual technology attached to his shoulder, but she knew she probably wouldn’t get far just from asking. He hadn’t said so much as a word to them, only responded to their questions with nods and facial expressions.

She’d have to get Keith to let her inspect the arm once they decided to let him go. And only if she had the Galra’s permission of course.

Pidge pressed a button beside the alien’s cell and slipped one of the bowls into the slot that opened up.

His pointed ears perked. He’d dozed off. His shoulders stiffened as he looked up and Pidge waved.

She pressed the button again to close it and sat on the floor with her legs crossed.

She watched him eagerly as he stared at the bowl.

“Don’t worry, it’s not poison,” she assured him, “See?”

She took a bite of her own food and made a point of swallowing it.

“I’m eating the same thing.”

Cautiously, one of his big clawed hand picked it up and he sniffed it. She watched his nose twitch and noted the deep scar that ran across it. She wanted to ask him about that, too, but knew now wasn’t the time.

“So, I just wanted to thank you for protecting me earlier. You didn’t have to do that.”

She took another bite and watched him poke the goo with very tip of his tongue.

She held back a chuckle and just smiled. He really wasn’t that scary. He was kind of cute, in a way.

“How’s your arm doing? Does it still hurt?” she asked and his yellow eyes met her brown ones. He finally took a bite and shook his head.

“No? It doesn’t hurt?”

He nodded. She wasn’t really sure she believed him, but didn’t press it.

“That’s good. I’m glad you’re okay. I’m not really supposed to be down here talking to you, but I wanted to at least thank you properly.”

He stopped eating to look at her again. He gave her a soft nod, his eyes seeming to want to reveal something, even without pupils.

“I’m sorry you have to be in this cell. It should only be temporary. Just until we know for sure you’re not a spy or anything.”

The fact that the Empire’s soldiers were shooting at him too and he’d risked himself to protect her should’ve been proof enough he wasn’t on Zarkon’s side, but the team, and Keith especially wanted to be certain this wasn’t some kind of trick.

“Anyway,” she downed the rest of her goo and started to get up, “I should get going before someone finds me talking to you.”

The Galra watched the smallest Paladin press the button by his cell again and stack his empty bowl on top of hers.

“Do you need anything?”

He shook his head.

“Okay, well, thank you… again!” she said then turned on her heel.

“Sh…Shiro.”

The rough voice stopped her in her tracks and she whirled back around. She stared at him like she’d seen a ghost.

He pointed at himself and repeated the word.

“Shiro.”

Pidge blinked.

“Shiro?”

They hadn’t come across that word in their study of Galran vocabulary before.

He said it again, a little more urgently.

“Wait a minute…”

“Is that… is that your name?” she guessed.

The faintest smile touched his lips as he nodded, and Pidge tried to hide any reaction. It made him look oddly… handsome…

“Shiro…” she said, testing the word out for herself. It had a nice ring to it. “Nice to meet you, Shiro. I’ll try to come talk to you again soon, if you want, I mean, if that’s okay?”

His smile widened just enough to reveal the very tips of his fangs.

“Okay! Bye Shiro,” Pidge whispered and left the room wearing the beginnings of a blush on her face.

Hello hi yes I’m dead but only on the inside...

Yeah, the wait for this chapter was ridiculous and I apologize for that. Stil, its here and I hope you all enjoy it!

We’re finally traveling to the past to see how the original GM Paladins and everyone else started out. And boy howdy are things dark, so exercise caution.

IN OTHER NEWS!!! I’ll be having a livestream on my Instagram page (on Friday, March 16th 8:00 pm CT) , to talk about this chapter, Season 5, and to answer any questions y’all may have! So feel free to stop by and say hi! 

GM also has a Spotify playlist, so have fun with that here: (via https://open.spotify.com/user/potentiala/playlist/5PSUA8r9ZKEzxfIgCxD1O6)

Tl;dr - I’m very sorry for the long wait for this chapter but please take this meme as compensation (there will be more).

Lastly, I just want to send my thanks to those who have (by some miracle) stuck with me through this long hiatus: @galacticlee @olkarianprincess @lotidge @strugglingtoast @januarycarnation @bronywn @icecream3245 @fairy-amy @coffee-your-teapot @insaneworld21 @thegreatandpowerfulcozz @hessonite-angel-art @landing-amongst-the-planets @thechocolateobssessed-blog-blog @freckledporcelaindoll @risingpheonix527 @crescent-blue-moon @adreamneverends @grbgcn2 and @astra-lula 

Love (as always),

potential.a

OH! Well, thank you @equalskiersten and @olkarianprincess for the chance to spread more of that quality Shidge content around. 

But be warned, my rating system is hella weird. (And a very long post ahead)

Black, Green and Everything in Between - By Diamond (I think they have a Tumblr, but I'm not sure where...)

Definitely the OG Shidge fanfic I think. Just about everyone who likes Shidge seems to have this on their list! And for good reason to, I'm a sucker for jealously and Pidge being treated good, so this fic is the best medicine after dealing with angst all day. 

Rating: Like having your favorite meal in your favorite coffee shop as you write/sketch for fun while catching your crush staring at you all puppy-eyed

Golden Madness - By Yours Truly (I SWEAR I’LL UPDATE THIS SOON MY DUDES) 

What can I say? It has Shidge, angst, MAJOR CANON DIVERGENCE LIKE HOLY CROW, angst, Lotidge, pretty dresses, angst, and music.

...did I mention angst?

Rating: You go to your crush’s wedding and the two of you share a look that would’ve been helpful before the whole “I Object!” thing. Yeah, too little, too late. You then proceed to get drunk off your teary butt.

Left Hand of the King - By @olkarianprincess (This fic or any of her other works tbh, it’s all amazing)

BLESS. THIS. FIC. Just - yes. A million times yes. Complete, wholesome, and just...I LOVE IT??? SO MUCH??? Also has Lotidge, so hopefully you like that. But, yes, this is a full 13 completed chapters and each one is glorious. The story, as a whole, is just really satisfying! 

Rating: Ditching some fancy pants party, shoes in hand, as you and your crush run through the sprinklers. Laughing and grinning like idiots even as your parents make offended gasping noises.

Nightmares in Arms - By running_with_luck (A oneshot that packs a punch!) 

I’m also?? Just a sucker for mutual comfort??? And quality love and support??? The angst in here just serves to make the comfort all the better and, as a whole, this fic brings a smile to my face every time I read it. 

Rating: Falling asleep on the couch as your crush pets your hair. Wearing your favorite sweater while rain pours down relentlessly outside. 

Hand-to-Hand Training - By ElfGrove (A shot of adrenaline in written form)

GIVE ME BAMF PIDGE OR GIVE ME DEATH! Death I say! Death! I dare you! Seriously though, I don’t really get to see a lot of Pidge kicking butt and taking names. And in this one she does both...to Shiro. Who DEFINITELY has a thing for girls who can kick his butt. The subtle feels are just too much for my heart to handle and I adore this fic with every fiber of my being. 

Rating: Walkin’ into the club with your favorite outfit on, Beyonce playing in the background,  and you look hot as hell. Which causes your crush to trip over their own feet and land directly into your awaiting arms. Let the swooning commence.

Lions Make Decent Wingmen - By @galacticlee (bc GOSH DARNIT WE NEED TO GET HER IN ON THESE THINGS)

Can I just say??? That??? Her art for this fic is gorgeous??? And??? You all need to see her Instagram??? But this fic is absolutely amazing. Still ongoing and well worth all the wait. The author has a really clear understanding of the characters. Its just so nice to see them portrayed so naturally and, generally, at ease. GOOD AND PURE AND WOULD DIE FOR.

Rating: First date at the movies. Really nervous but also really excited. Your crush tries to do the whole yawn-and-put-an-arm-around-you thing, but fails miserably. But the two of you laugh anyway and settle for holding buttery popcorn hands instead.

Thank you for sticking with me and hopefully you find something you like @grbgcn2! 

Question: Voltron

Can someone recommend me some Shidge fanfics? Please and thank you!

I’ve waited long enough...

I’ve waited long enough for good Kuron/Pidge material to appear and low and behold Season 5 practically gift wraps it for us.

We just gotta look closely.

Let me explain...

Can we just take a second to acknowledge just how out of control Kuron is getting after Haggar activates “Stage 4”? Boy full-on lashes out and threatens mutiny with the team.

BUT is still willing to hold Pidge back from Zarkon. Protecting the small angry tech nerd despite this “Stage 4”

Furthermore, they totally looked like an annoyed couple picking up Pidge’s dad at the airport after his flight was canceled.

Kuron was also incredibly upset during Pidge and Lotor’s argument. Dare I say, conflicted between his feelings (Pidge) and his programming (Lotor)?

During the part where they all nearly SUFFOCATED TO DEATH who was Kuron passed out next to?

Pidge

She also definitely looked rattled/offput by all kuron’s outbursts...she and lance need to have a talk...

Kuron never got close to Commander Holt, who was, supposedly, a well-respected colleague of his??? And no hug????

Pidge just seemed...off this season. Way more on edge and aggressive, maybe she noticed a thing or two but doesn’t want to accept it??? i.e.

She spending a lot of time away from Kuron.

Pidge just doesn’t seem as comfortable around Kuron anymore.

My conclusion: Kuron BEST step off my kids, someone needs to name this ship, and let’s get some good Kuron/Pidge content out there for rarepair’s sake.

Thank you all for coming to my ted talk.

A Shidge Playlist Because...Reasons

Might do a Lotidge one after this??? Maybe???

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“Human” - Gabrielle Aplin: Because I feel this song really fits their dynamic

“Say You Won’t Let Go” - James Arthur: Love at first sight, nuff said.

“Garden” - Halsey: Some of the rougher points of their dynamic???

“Bite” - Troye Sivan: Shidge gettin’ all close (wiggles eyebrows)

“Oh, Ms. Believer” - Twenty One Pilots: Just Shiro comforting/thinking about everybody’s favorite Green Paladin.

“Run Away With Me” - Carly Rae Jepsen: LET THEM HAVE FUN OK???

“Brave Enough” - Lindsey Sterling ft. Christina Perri: Because these two have a lot of issues to deal with before they can come together tbh…

“This Love Came Back To Me” - ???: They did come back to each other, despite all the odds against them.

“So Much” - RAGHAV: Pidge being a BAMF

“What About Us” - P!nk: What’s next for them after the war?

 “Devil Side” - Foxes: Kuron/Pidge anyone??? Jk, I meant to say that I feel that this really sums up Pidge’s feelings on who Shiro had to become to survive under the Galra.

“Not Alone” - Red: Give Pidge love, she needs some love.

“Porcelain” - Skott (AWAY Remix): Because Shiro cannot have not thought about who Katie was and who Pidge is.

“Walk Through The Fire” - Zayde Wolf: Ride or die, just like that.

“Sink Or Swim” - Tyrone Wells: Love + War = Recipe for Tragedy

“Lucky Ones” - Lana Del Ray: Everything has gone wrong, but you’re still the only thing that feels right. 

“I Forgive You” - Sia: We’ll get them back, together.

“Perfect” - Ed Sheeran: Love at first sight again BECAUSE ITS PURE OK???

“Gravity” - EDEN: He couldn’t help but think of her while under the Galra,and in that way…she haunted him.

“Sweater Weather” - Max and Alyson Stone: Can we cuddle? Let’s cuddle. 

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What are your favorite ship songs???

Angsty Kuron/Pidge - Part 2 (Warning! Slightly NSFW)

Pidge Ship Week: Bonus Day 8 - Free Day

Which means that I gotta do some good ole fashioned Smutty Angst.

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He knew he shouldn’t be doing this.

He knew he shouldn’t be this close to her. His mind screamed at him to stop. Begged him to not do anything stupid.

Anything like this.

Anything that consisted of holding Pidge in his arms. HIS arms that is, not Shiro’s, where she THOUGHT she was. Anything that included pressing their lips together. Or following her to her room. But it was easy to do these things to her.

Heartbreakingly easily.

She let him in her heart with little resistance. So trusting, it made him sick and, at the same time, dizzy with glee. But…the hard part was convincing HIMSELF that the one she wanted was HIM, not the man he looked like. 

That she wanted him, Kuron.

That the one who was supposed to feel the thin legs wrapped around his waist was actually HIM and not Shiro. The one who she wanted in her bed was HIM. HE was the one Pidge loved.

Not Shiro.

It was cruel to think otherwise. So Kuron chose to lose himself in her, in his lies. To lose himself in the way they dove down on her bed. In the way they moved together. 

In the way the little woman before him peeled off her baggy shirt. Pale, freckled skin bare for him to see. Smiling against the vibrant blush on her face. Gold eyes shimmering in such a way that seemed to beg him to touch her. 

He had to lie to himself then, that she loved him as he ran his hands along her skin. But God…did he love HER.

“Pidge.” Was all he could pant out as he rocked against her wet warmth. Hours, maybe minutes later. Naked in every way except the truth. His head buried in her hair. His voice practically BREAKING with need. Hands holding onto her like dying life.

“Oh God…Please…” Let him drown in her. Let him forget. Let him break and crumble underneath her gentle touch.

Let him be real in Pidge’s arms.

Let him fool himself in thinking that the one she was so eager to have between her legs was HIM. Let him lie to himself and say that the one she wanted in her bed was HIM. That the hands she wanted touching her chest were HIS.

Not Shiro’s.

She cried out, blunt nails scraping down his back. Catching on fabricated scars. Legs tightening around him. Shuddering and sobbing. And he tried not to think about how he deserved so much more pain for the lies he told her. For what they were doing right now.

She clung to him.

Kissed him.

Moved with him.

He didn’t last much longer after that. And, for once, he wasn’t riddled with guilt. Everything was just bliss. White-hot and gold. Everything was just her.

Pidge.

“I love you. I love you. I love you.” Even his whimpers were broken as he pressed kisses onto her neck, bare chest, and soft lips. Secretly, Kuron was happy. Ecstatic. 

She was HIS now.

Not Shiro’s. Not Lotor’s. HIS. He finally had something to his name, something he could hold on to…

She smiled at him.

Skin slick with sweat. Glowing brighter than a candle. Bangs clumping against a damp forehead. She was a mess in his arms.

She was the most beautiful thing he ever saw.

“I love you to.” There, that look in her golden eyes. That’s what broke him. With her hands on his face, its what made him dive down to claim her lips once more.

It’s what made him forget.

Forget who he was. What they just did. He felt real. He felt like a normal, actual human wrapped in the arms of the woman he loved. God, if there even WAS one, let him stay like this. With her. With her love in his artificial heart. Let him be human with her. Their lips slotted together, messy and lazy.

Happy.

“Shiro…” Pidge breathed softly as her hands rubbed the red welts she left on his scar-riddled back. He stilled. Something vital draining out of him.

He broke.

Make no mistake, Kuron didn’t facially react. He just stared at the small, smiling woman below him. With the golden eyes soft with love. With the honey-hued hair sprawled all around her pillow. He traced the line of her bare shoulder.

His heart bleeding.

He should’ve known. Should’ve recognized that he could never be happy. Not when Shiro was all Pidge could see. Not when he wasn’t human in the way that mattered. Who was he kidding? She could never want HIM. She could never belong to HIM, despite what they just did. 

Shiro still in her heart.

But for a second, a moment that will always haunt him, he had believed she had loved HIM, wanted HIM. Kuron looked down at the woman he loved. Who didn’t love him, not truly.

Not knowing whether to kiss her or kill her.

GUYS WE GOT SOME QUALITY CHARACTER STUDY!!!!

Seriously, love this girl and how she packs so much detail into everything she writes <3

She was selfish, it’s what got her places. She just didn’t realize it until then. -—— So holy quiznak I forgot to post this last night cause I finished it so late, but it’s posted on the proper date on AO3. Excuse the poorly written aspect of it, but it’s there.

There was always a distance between them. A bridge that, no matter how hard Shiro tried, he could never cross. She was always moving, making, creating. She was getting ahead of life faster than he ever would. But it still wasn't enough. It wasn't enough for her to join them. To come with him and her family to unknown territories. Time was, and always will be, the killer.

Pidge Ship Week: Day 1 - Trust

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He had hurt her.

“I trusted you! You promised me! You promised…” Sobs, loud and ugly, over took the Green Paladin’s small body. Her heart hurting too much. How could he? How could he? Was the only thing she could repeat in her head to keep her sane.

- Golden Madness, Chapter 7: Beloved, You Are

=== Sorry guys! I had to! ;)))))

CHAPTER 15 IS OUT! 

I REPEAT!

CHAPTER 15 IS OUT!

First Chapter-related post on Tumblr, so I honestly don’t know what to say except…SUFFER.

HAHA I’m joking! (no…not really)

So @lotidge @galacticlee @olkarianprincess @risingpheonix527 (people I know who have DEFINITELY read GM) Enjoy! 

Ok but how about some Angsty Kuron/Pidge???

He knows.

He knows how much the person he's SUPPOSED to be, the person he is to Voltron, loves her. Loves that cunning little firecracker of a woman. He knows. He understands.

Because so does he.

But when she looks at him with those gilded gold eyes, how can he not want to break down then and there? How can he not want to grab her, shake her and tell her to look at HIM. Not who she thinks he is. Because every soft look, every smile she gives him...they aren't his.

They're Shiro's.

The man he looks like, sounds like, walks like, breathes like. The man everyone looks up to. The man Pidge loves. The man whose lucky enough to be the recipient of such precious affection.

And he can never be him.

No matter how much he wants to be.