When I Die…

shidge request with the prompt: reunion. thanks!

Shidge is love. Shidge is life. 

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Eight months. Two hundred and thirty four and a half days since Shiro had waved goodbye to his wife from the gate of the local airport. He had watched her walk away to a plane that took her half a world away from him, watched her leave and hoped that she came back safe and in one piece.

Those eight months were horrible. Even the constant skype calls and letters and ten minute phone conversations did nothing to ease his constant anxiety. Shiro waited for every second he got with his wife with baited breath. But she was coming home today and he couldn’t be more excited.

The house was clean, the bed was made, the clothes were folded and washed. Dinner was in the crockpot and Shiro was at the airport holding a dramatic glittery sign and waiting impatiently.

The plane had landed a half hour ago and he was checking his watch every couple of seconds to see if time had gone any faster. It had not. Shiro sighs, pulling out his phone and flipping through it. Checking that he was in the right terminal. Checking he got the time right. Checking that it was the right day. Everything was right - he was just so impatient.

After a few minutes of flipping through his social media, Shiro is surprised by somebody tapping on his shoulder. He clicks his phone off, looking up and blinking.

Hazel eyes sparkle up at him from underneath a mess of orange waves. “You are really easy to sneak up on.”

It takes him a moment to fit the pieces together. Then he gasps, dropping his sign and taking a step back. He stares at his wife, in all her air force uniform and combat boots, her bag slung over her shoulder. Her hair had been sheared off into a severe (and very attractive) undercut, hanging in her beautiful eyes. Pidge was stunning.

“Are you crying?” She asks after a moment, dropping her bag and rushing to pull him into a hug. “Please don’t cry, I’m gonna cry!”

“I’m sorry,” he sniffs, wrapping his arms around her and lifting her off the ground. “I just… I missed you so much.”

“I missed you, too, Takashi.” She mumbles into his shoulder, wrapping her legs around his waist and clinging onto him like a koala. “So much.”

“But you’re home,” he cries, rubbing his tear stained cheek on her hair. “You’re home now.”

“I’m home.” Pidge repeats, pulling back a bit when he sets her down, reaching up and cupping his face. “I’m here now.”

Shiro leans into her hands, smiling and holding onto her wrist with his own hand. “I love you.”

“I love you, too,” she grins. “You big teddy bear.”

“Dinner should be ready soon.” He pulls away, leaning down to pick up her bag, slinging it over his shoulder. “Let’s go home. I wanna take you home.”

Pidge watches her husband fondly, taking his free hand and walking with him to the exit, leaning her cheek on his bicep. “Okay,” she agrees. “Take me home.”

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Shidge is in mine and my girlfriend’s top two favorite ships. I loved writing this. 

Requests are still open!

we need to make a new rule that unless you're doing a "top favorites" kind of list you can't put fics with 1k+ kudos on a fic rec bc whenever I look up fic recs in a fandom it's the same 5-10 popular ones over and over so a lot of well written (and often Better written) fics with less kudos continue to go unnoticed

Oof has anyone done this yet?

Ahh you're so sweet ❤️ I have no idea if I'll continue it but if anyone else ever wanted to take a crack at it I would absolutely share my notes.

This is based off of the fic “Somewhere Over the Rainbow” by @renywrites which had this cool idea of a rainbow world and a monochrome world! I tried drawing chibi and then I’m like screw it, and made them more animal crossing inspired instead.

#5, 14, & 15 for these terrors gripping my throat (amazing fic & series by the way, i keep going back to it)

Hi! I'm so sorry this took so long, I don't get notifications for this blog anymore unfortunately.

14: Is there anything you wanted readers to learn from reading this fic?

That it's okay to let go, yknow? I let my trauma tear me apart like it did Vi for years. I wasn't violent or prone to getting beat up like Vi, but I did such a good job of beating myself mentally. I want you to remember there's always hope. Even if you can only find it in seeing the sun, in eating your favorite food, in listening to your favorite song. Pull the people you love close and let them in.

15: What did you learn from writing this fic?

Oh boy. That Vi and I have way too much in common! We deal with things in a very similar way. Also, that people enjoy my writing. It brings me so much joy that someone (or so many someones!) loves what I create.

5: What part was hardest to write?

I'll be honest, all of it. A lot of what I write hurts me. I never put something in a fic I haven't felt, in some capacity, because I don't feel like it would be genuine for me to write about. It's not uncommon for my cat to find me sobbing with my laptop open while I try to find the right words to give to my characters. But none of the pain I put them through is senseless; I would never give them more than they can handle. And when they can't (when I can't), I give them people to lean on (I lean on my wife and friends).

Thank you for asking and for reading ❤️

Happy birthday!

I was informed by Tumblr that this blog turns one today! How crazy is that!

I know I haven't been writing a lot lately but I needed a change in pace. Depression has been kicking my ass and writing only seems to make it worse, so I'm taking a slight hiatus to get myself together and try out a new creative outlet until I get my bearings.

I thought I'd share it with you! If you guys have any experience with this I'd love to hear your thoughts or ideas! Love you guys ❤️

Okay so cutting fabric is a bitch but I’m actually really excited to start sewing?? I enlisted my mom for help but she’s… Very controlling so we’ll see.

I’m making a cloak! My girlfriend wants to do hella beadwork! Wish us luck!

how to trick writers into giving you more fanfic to read

For those of you who want to see me screw around and be gay, I got a Tik Tok. Thanks to my lovely girlfriend 😍 my username is renylovestigger. Come watch me not do my homework and not write things and pretend to know what I'm doing...

Thank you again for your review and love, I'm so glad you're enjoying it!!! ❤️

just started reading "dying to live"

it's a sevika/vi fic. it's one of the best things i've ever read.

i kinda think it's moving just a bit too fast though, especially on the latest chapter. (11 i think?)

i wanted vi to keep being mad, angry, she deserves to feel angry.

but of course, i don't get to tell vi not to forgive. to hold grudges, etc. that's simply not her. she loves a lot. and thankfully this fic is giving her all the love she deserves.

it may give me the feeling of "second-hand vindication" if vi kept being angry (and i still think that she should), but she's nothing but a sweet angel. a sweet angel put into horrible situations.

anywhos, go on and read "dying to live" by @renywrites ! they've written one of the most tender, most loving, and at the same time sexiest, sevika/vi fics i've ever seen. this shit has hockey in it too, and vi + hockey always mixes really well.