#but the focus here is plance so i refrained

[seeds-of-the-garden]

Ok this is a weird one but bear with me. AU where Katie Holt is gender fluid and has split personalities. Lance and Pidge are different personalities that Katie has that happen to be in love with each other.

So what jumped out at me was an Inside Out AU (loosely, since I haven’t actually seen the movie, so really its just the concept) Was hesitant to take on the split personality aspect, so hopefully you don’t mind if it’s a little off. I realize this concept is kinda weird but I hope you like it still.

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Pidge laid back in her chair, arms relaxed behind her head. “Shiro’s got this, Lance. He’s been studying for weeks,” she says pridefully, as she always did. 

Because that’s how the personification of pride should say things.

Lance tapped his foot in anticipation. This was the big one; the last written test to become an astronaut and it was testing even his core, joy. He felt more like Hunk’s anxiety at the moment. 

(It was a good idea to lock him in the utility closet the night before - as much as they all hated it, Hunk preferred not to watch anyway.)

They watched through Shiro’s eyes as he checks one multiple choice answer after another and reads through his essays. The minutes turn into seconds and then the bell - the test is over. Shiro had time to check over everything twice.

“Yes!” Lance whoops, leaping out of his seat. “Finally! Time to celebrate.”

“Told you he’d finish with ease,” Pidge grins. “He’s totally getting the top score in the class.”

Overcome with joy, because well, it was his job, Lance scoops up Pidge into his arms and spins her around. “We’re going to space! I can’t wait!”

Pidge wraps her arms around his neck like they belong there, and for all Lance cares, they do.

“All your hard work paid off, Lance,” she says, squeezing him tight. Her face snuggles into the crook of his neck and a shiver of delight and comfort shoots up his spine. If he imagines just a bit, it’s almost as if she gives him a tiny kiss on his neck.

“Our hard work,” he counters, unable to stop smiling from both the occasion and Pidge’s touch. “If you hadn’t encouraged him to be proud of his accomplishments, I wouldn’t have been able to sustain his love of space.”

“Look at you being all prideful,” Pidge teases as he releases her to the ground. “You could say I’m proud of you,” she says with a wink and a nudge. “Though I’m not ready to switch jobs.”

Lance puts his hands on his hips, a rush of delight in his heart. “Well then, what do you say we celebrate this joyous occasion with the others?”

Pidge wags a finger at him, smiling the whole time, delighted he caught on to her use of their job titles. “Nice one, Lance. Let’s go tell Hunk he can finally look.”

She doesn’t have to hold his hand as they make their way to the common area, but she does; her face red not with prideful rage, but with admiration. Excitement tingles through his arms. They were two sides of the same coin, and right now, that coin was love.