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Hey everyone! The Jidge Mini Bang is underway! If you have not already signed up, feel free to DM @fromageinterrupted, @madiletio or @alwaysinsonder!  Please note the timeline: Checkpoint #1: 14th April - Artists to give a short summary of their art/desired prompt choice. Writers to give a summary of their story + a list of the prompts they are taking on. Checkpoint #2; 4th May - Artists to display sketches. Writers to show a draft of their stories! 

Last date to drop out of/sign up for Mini Bang: 29th April

So. Guerrilla hacker Pidge and CIA agent James AU anyone? 

Before our story starts, we need some background. James and Pidge were college sweethearts and were well on their way to getting engaged after her graduation. But Pidge finds out that her boyfriend’s cushy "govt job" is really a stint with the CIA. Pidge has a bone to pick with govt bodies because her father and brother disappeared while researching something top secret and she knows there's a cover-up involved. Of course, Pidge is still poking around their records on the down low with little success and now that she knows James is directly involved with them, she breaks up with him telling that she’s fallen out of love with him. Or has she?

James and Ryan are chillin in their room (for this scenario they are roommates at the garrison). It’s a pretty quiet night. James is studying some aeronautics stuff. Ryan is editing a video. Ryan asks James for a certain meme-like pic they made as a joke. The thing is, they make a lot of these, and James is in the middle of a pretty advanced formula. So he unlocks his phone and throws it at Ryan. “Sorry bro, I’m a bit busy. You can look for it though.”

Ryan finds the meme folder pretty quickly, but realizes there’s a new folder called Shortstack. He glances up to make sure James is preoccupied, and, seeing that he is nose deep in the book, Ryan does not hesitate to open the folder. It’s to his delight and glee that it is full of candid shots of Pidge. Most of them are off-centered and blurry, but there are more than 20 of her sleeping at various desks and tables around the garrison. His favorite though, seems to be one where James convinced her to take a selfie with him. James is smiling extra big in the pic, and Pidge is looking up at him instead of the camera, a fond , questioning look in her eye. He quickly texts the pic to himself, then deletes the message so James wouldn’t find out. Then he backs out of the whole app and realizes the photo is James’ background on his phone. Ryan turns of the phone and tosses back to James.

“Did you find what you were looking for?”

“Yeah, but then I found something even better. Thanks.”

Good afternoon/ morning y’all!

Our Jidge tag on tumblr and AO3 needs a little love. Plus, we want to get you excited for the upcoming mini-Bang this summer.

Let’s stretch our minds and imaginations and write a short story or drabble for our beloved couple James X Pidge.

1500 words or less. Must feature Pidge and James as the main pairing (however you want to work it.) Must feature a promise, a lie, and at least one of them being completely oblivious to their own feelings toward the other.

If you are an artist, please feel free to express yourself if this prompt ignites an idea.

Deadline is March 25th. Please use the following tags when posting:

Pidjamaspartyprompt

Jidge

Pidjamas

And whatever else you would like.

“I’m flirting with you.”

(Could someone please send me a prompt for Kallura, NaruSaku or any other pairing? I like writing Jidge, I just want to write for my other pairings.)

It was getting late. Katie hated working late on new mecha designs. Every one of her assistants had left for the night, leaving her alone to finish a complex upgrade to the MFEs. Chip was the only one left, and he wasn’t much help, either. Of course, that was her fault, since she didn’t build him to help her with designs. 

But she was so engrossed on one design, improving the thrusters, which Keith had suggested while on break from galavanting around the universe with Allura and the BoM, that she didn’t hear the door opening behind her. And she didn’t hear the footsteps approaching until her vision went black. “Guess who?” A man’s voice playfully asked. But whatever the man’s intentions were, they didn’t reach Katie as she yelped, grabbed his hands and “yeeted” him onto the ground in front of her. Then it finally registered on the 21-year-old former Voltron Paladin who it was.

“James!” she shouted. “What were you doing!?”

“Flirting with you,” he groaned, sitting up.

“You need to work on it,” she said. “What are you doing here?” She helped him to his feet.

“It’s late,” he said, standing up. “Do you know what time it is?”

“No.”

“It’s almost midnight,” he answered. 

“Quiznak!” Katie hissed. “Well, thanks for thinking about me.” She stood on her tip-toes--she was still kinda short--to kiss him. Wrapping his arms around her, he returned the kiss.

Then James lifted Katie up onto her desk and pushed his lips against hers. A gasp escaped her throat, followed by a sigh as she wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist. Then he slipped his tongue in her mouth so they could have a short tongue-wrestling match. She groaned when he broke the kiss, but moaned again when he went straight for the nape of her neck. She hissed when she felt his teeth pinch her skin in the same spot, causing her to tighten her grip on him. 

“Are you guys okay?”

The couple stumbled. James almost dropped Katie on her head. They turned around and saw Chip staring at them.

“Yeah, we’re fine,” Katie stammered. “We just, uh... we were discussing thrusters and stuf, right James?”

“Right!” James spat out. “We were talking about thrusting and things.” Katie rolled her eyes.

“Thrusters?”

“For the MFEs!” Katie stammered. “It’s nothing, you can shut down for the night, Chip. James and I need to shut down, too.”

“Shut down?” James asked. “I think we can continue our thrusting back home.”