#vld Pidge And Other Things That Ruined My Life: An Autobiography By Potentiala

#vld pidge and Other Things That Ruined My Life: An Autobiography by potentiala

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7 years ago

GUYS I NEED HELP!!!

So, as you all know, Golden Madness is my baby and when I'm not stressing out about college/senior year, I'm working on that.

And now the Retrace Arc is done.

BUT HOLY HECK-A-DOODLE do I need your help!!!

What I need from you guys is to tell me if there was anything you guys found confusing or want me to talk about in the Retrace's End announcement.

Thank you!!! ❤️❤️❤️


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7 years ago

Soudam Week: Day 3 - Talent/Ultimate Swap

Yeah...I have no idea how a talent swapped Soudam would act, so here’s so fluff. Day 4 is going to be VERY angsty, so enjoy this while you can. 

Gundam was weird.

  A good natured, puzzling kind of weird. But weird nonetheless.Though, Souda supposed, I guess that’s just what being the Ultimate Mechanic entails. Spending all day cooped up in a garage with nothing but cold metal and greasy tools would probably make anyone go on about declaring themselves the “Overlord of Ice.” Well, whatever.

Animals were much better.

  Receiving a moist tennis ball from the newest edition to the Hope’s Peak barn, Souda couldn’t hold back a loud, happy laugh. Running his hands through the long gold fur energetically.

Who knew lions could fetch?

===

Gundam had a problem.

  Not with his mechanical army, mind you. Oh no, they were progressing quite nicely. Though only a couple inches in height, Gundham’s automaton warriors had recently succeeded in smashing a tea set to bits!

Albeit accidentally.

  Nevertheless, while the future ruler of this world had recently experienced nothing but success in the path to rule this world, he still, as previously mentioned, had a problem.

And that was the Ultimate Animal Breeder.

  From their first days of hellish learning in the infernal Hope’s Peak, the Ultimate Mechanic had taken an immediate interest in the pink haired mortal. What with those devilishly bright colors adorning his physical form and those sharp, sharp teeth that suited his talent so well. Every part of him was so loud and bright and sharp.

How could he have resisted?

  Sadly, the will of causality had sabotaged any and all attempts of his courting of the Tamer of Beasts. From his mechanized messengers delivering incorrect messages to the Sharp-Toothed one. To attempts at metal gifts exploding in oily messes near him or his beloved beasts. There was even one incident regarding a pot of honey, a mechanical rabbit, and very ferocious bear that Gundham would rather not think about. In every instance, only one outcome was guaranteed.

Failure.

  It almost made the Overlord of Ice want Souda to be a machine himself. Because maybe then Gundham would have a better understanding of how to reach him. Machines were just so much easier after all. A loose joint could be tightened. A missing piece could be ordered. A screeching noise oiled. But people?

But Souda?

  He was flesh and blood and mortal. With red flowing through his veins and bright, gentle eyes. He, the future ruler of this land, however had known only cold metal. He’d been without the warmth of a another being for so long, his heart had turned all but mecha-Wait!

That’s it!

===

Souda hated people sometimes.

  Not his friends, mind you. Though Komaeda did have an unnatural obsession with a kid named Hinata who was also unnaturally obsessed with hope? So maybe Souda should look into different friends now that he thought about it…

Carly licked his face.

  Immediately bring Souda out of his funk. Wiping at his face, Souda tired to steer the giant lioness’s face away from his. All while sparkling laughter flowed from his lips. Oh. Right.

People.

  On one hand, Souda knew they were good, kind people out there. He had just been hurt too many times by the bad ones to every seek them out. Like Carly. Apparently she had belonged to some messed up circus and the local animal services had take her away once all their malpractice had been exposed. But who was gonna care for a scared, snarling lioness.

Souda didn’t even hesitate.

  Animals were just so much easier after all. All they wanted was love and attention, just like him. Just like everyone else. And what was wrong with that?

Didn’t they deserve it?  

  But that’s not what his dad had said every time he nearly beat his only son to death. It's not what Carly’s owners had thought when they had whipped the skin off her flanks. The lioness rolled on to her back, exposing her soft underbelly for Souda to rub.

Bringing Souda’s smile back.

“Aw, who’s my good girl? You’re my good girl! You’re the best girl!” The Ultimate Breeder gushed, rubbing at the pale gold underbelly Carly trusted him enough to show. She was set to leave in a few days. Going off somewhere tropical to live out the rest of her days, cozy and safe, at a big cat rescue. But Souda would miss her all the same. Though he cared for all the animals at Hope’s Peak, Carly was the only one big and burly enough to play rough wi-

Something brushed his leg.

  No, make no mistake, Souda could deal with the fiercest of animals, true. But when push came to shove, he was a true blue scaredy cat in the end. So, naturally, Souda did only one thing.

Scream.

  Carly immediately leaping up to his defense as Souda, quite literally, jumped three feet in the air. Scraping to get away from whatever just crawled across his leg and nearly onto his lap.

“T-Tamer of Beasts! F-Forgive me! My intention was not to scare you but to showcase my-”

“GUNDHAM?! What the hell man?! You scared the shit out of me!” The lioness by his side growled, thinking that Gundham was trying to attack him. Souda was barely able to put a reassuring hand on her head to avoid a bloodbath.

“I-I know, and I do apologize for that but-”

“But what? What was so important that you had to give me a heart attack?!” Souda’s still racing heart made him snap. Nearly snarling at the Ultimate Mechanic, every one of his sharp teeth flashing like knives. And, at first, Souda didn’t even feel the tiniest bit sorry.

But then Gundham wilted.

  There was no better word for it. The Super High School Level Mechanic, who had looked so hopeful when trying to explain the situation, now sagged his shoulders and lowered his mismatched eyes.

The literal definition of a kicked puppy.

  Which made Souda feel like dirt. Like the lowest kind of crap imaginable. It made the anger in his veins completely evaporate. It made Souda, himself, cast his own eyes down as Carly tried to lick his hand. But, as he did so, the Ultimate Breeder saw something. Something round and metal. Wait. What that-

Souda picked it up.

  That got Gundham’s attention. Sadness ripping off of him only to be replaced with something like...embarrassment? Souda looked toward the small metal object in his hands. Only to nearly drop it in surprise.

“Its a hamster!”

===

Oh Dear Dark Gods.

  The Tamer of Beasts was smiling at it. At the newest edition to his mechanical army. A small, palm sized mechanical hamster. And Souda was smiling at it! Looking at it with that heavenly warmth in his eyes and those magnificent teeth on joyous display. Oh. A truly blessed sight.

One that made even his clockwork heart beat.

“You made this?!”

  Gundham had, in fact, made a mechanical replica of his heart. It lay, deep in his pocket. Ticking and beating softly. It was cold, so unlike the warmth Souda brought to him. So feverish this warmth was!

Gundham tugged his scarf closer.

“Yes, I had wished to grace you with it. But the infernal thing had had slipped through my grasp.” The words left Gundham’s mouth like an exorcised soul. The Ultimate Mechanic too enraptured by the sweet laughter bubbling from Souda’s mouth as his new minion took an immediate liking to its creator’s dear obsession. The feline beast sniffing at the contraption, all previous malice gone.

  The blessed Deva of machinery crawling up from Souda’s temptingly soft palm, up lean, toned arms, to rest against warm shoulders and soft hair. Oh, it was so wonderful. Seeing those two together made his chest tight.

Gundham almost harmfully happy.

“-ham, Gundham? You there man?” Came the Pink-Haired One’s voice, shocking the Overlord of Ice out of the Breeder’s own trance. Oh curse those lusty powers of his!

“Y-Yes? State your purpose once more mortal, the future ruler of this world’s mind is an ever turbulent abyss!”

“...Right. Look, i just wanted to apologize for just now. I just got a little freaked out...and I shouldn’t have taken it out on you…” What was this, Gundham thought, some sort of cruel illusion that would fade any moment now? Because this couldn’t be reality. It was all that Gundham had hoped for. No.

All that and more.

  With Souda eyes cast between them bashfully. Hands fidgeting at his sides without anything to hold. And a warm red haze quickly overtaking the alluring tones of his skin. This, surely, must be too good to be true. But it was. It was true. It was the small, cold beating heart that he longed to give Souda. It was a chance at achieving Gundham’s most dear dreams.

And by the Dark Gods was he going to take it.

“Bwahaha! Do you really think such petty things could ever harm the living weapon that is Gundham Tanaka? Truly, you need to witness more of the man who will one day rule this world Tamer of Beasts Kazuichi Souda!”


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6 years ago

Pour one out for #art.

7 years ago
A Constant Mood 

A constant mood 


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7 years ago

GM Moodboard 5 - Chapter 5: Lick Your Wounds

GM Moodboard 5 - Chapter 5: Lick Your Wounds

“To Pidge, Allura had no reason to envy her. Pidge wasn't a princess nor the spearhead for the Defenders of the Universe. Pidge wasn't all charm and regality nor was she as lovely as Allura. She was just a small, stubborn cog in the system.

Nothing special.

But Allura? She was special, amazing at every given opportunity. She was a freaking alien princess for God's sake. Not only that, she had some sort of weird Altean magic mumbo jumbo abilities. She single handedly organizes all their diplomatic dealings. Needless to say, Allura was fucking amazing. Pidge wasn't.”

===

Chapter Song: The Script - Breakeven


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6 years ago

My body is but a #voltron axca temple.

6 years ago

NINE DAYS LEFT

NINE DAYS LEFT

HAPPY ONE YEAR ANNIVERSARY TO GOLDEN MADNESS!!!✨🎊🎉❤️

HAPPY ONE YEAR ANNIVERSARY TO GOLDEN MADNESS!!!✨🎊🎉❤️

YES! You all heard me! Today is GM’s official one year anniversary!

A year ago, on this day, I posted GM never knowing the amazing people I’ve met along the way.

SO THANK YOU FOR STICKING WITH ME FOR AN ENTIRE YEAR!!!

I know updates have been few and far in between, but know that, while life continues to kick my ass, I don’t plan of giving up on this monster of a fic just yet! And because of that…

I’VE DECIDED TO HOST A GIVEAWAY!!!!

One on my Tumblr and one on my Instagram. Where I will be giving a FULL PAPERBACK copy of GM so far along with some extra goodies to one lucky person ! The rules are as follows.

HAPPY ONE YEAR ANNIVERSARY GUYS!!! 😘❤️❤️❤️✨🌟⭐️✨🏆🎉🎊💖As promised, I will be hosting a HUGE giveaway where I will be give one of you lovely people a full paperback version of Golden Madness so far! Rules are as follows:

❤️Reblog this pic.

❤️Tag me and must be following

❤️In the caption, tell me your favorite scene/line from Golden Madness and why.

❤️One entry per person on both platforms so please play fair guys! (Though I will allow redos after the new chapter is posted!)

❤️ Will run from May 21st - June 28th!

Once again, thank you all so much for your continued love and support.

It’s because of all the wonderful people I’ve met through this this little Shidge/Lotidge fanfic that has made this my longest running project in any media form. And this giveaway is just one way I’ve wanted to give back to y’all.

Have fun and I hope to see your entries soon! 😘❤️

With Love, Potentiala

HAPPY ONE YEAR ANNIVERSARY TO GOLDEN MADNESS!!!✨🎊🎉❤️

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7 years ago

The question is...

When Charli XCX's "Boys" comes on the radio

AND

Hayley Kiyoko's "Girls like Girls" is about to play on shuffle on your phone...

WHAT DO YOU LISTEN TO????

(Based on an actual dilemma I had once)


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7 years ago

Your Arab aren't you? Have you ever dated a terrorist

nah I’m not into white guys sry


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7 years ago
Svidge Week - Day 2: Sven’s Reality + Angst
Svidge Week - Day 2: Sven’s Reality + Angst

Svidge Week - Day 2: Sven’s Reality + Angst

(Might also be a scene in “Golden Madness”??? So???)

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Sven was nervous.

I mean, sure, he was willing to risk his life for the Guns of Gamora…but this?

This was madness.

Here he was, just an adverage member, on his way to meet THE HEADS of the Guns of Gamora themselves. The fabled Prince and his brilliant wife. The lakers of this great rebellion wanted to personally meet him.

And Slav.

“Just relax Sven, the Prince and his Princess in this reality are known to be 78% more merciful than in any other reality.” Sadly, even Slav’s universal probabilities did nothing to soothe Sven’s frazzled nerves as they walked through the last door to their meeting place.

Thus began the wait.

And no amount of shifting his weight or fidgeting did anything to ease the nervousness spinning in Sven’s stomach. Had they done something wrong? Was the Prince displeased with their performance? Were they g-

“Sorry for the wait!” Sven perked up at the sound of a voice, female but gruff. And a daintier, happier sound. Bells and bangles, he supposed.

Then he saw her.

And she made Sven’s knees go weak. He wanted to collapse onto the floor, but he was so taken by her appearance, Sven couldn’t look away. She simultaneously made him weak in the legs and heart pound in ways nothing ever had before.

She was gorgeous.

Small and pale and freckles all over her soft skin. A slender, toned frame that a pure white catsuit clung to. A laboratory official’s uniform, Sven dimly recognized. The only difference being the small, pale green shawl wrapped around her delicate shoulders. Everything about her seemed so…small and pale.

Except her presence.

She descended from the high staircase with the greatest amount of dignity and grace Sven had ever seen. Her gait posed and purposeful in every way. Seeming to radiate authority.

Gold, belled anklets ringing with every step.

Shining, golden bangles sparking on her wrists.

Her face came into clearer view, and Sven nearly started at it. Make no mistake, her features were as lovely as the rest of her.

But horribly scarred.

Her right eyelid appeared to have been sliced mercilessly, but it had, miraculously, healed enough to where it only left very harsh scars along her freckled skin.

Her eye, however, was another matter.

It had been removed completely in favor for a cybernetic one that appeared to operate just like the other eye. Sven, though, was no stranger to scars. But on her…they seemed almost cruel.

And she seemed proud of them.

Wearing the slashes along her right eye like badges of honor. As if a testament to her life. And it suddenly made this small woman seem larger than life.

Her hair the color of fire.

No wait…maybe? Not quite fire, but not quite orange either. A color Sven had never seen before. So warm and startling against the pale colors of skin and clothes, it was nearly as jarring as the slashes across her face.

But it looked so soft.

Long and curling to her slim waist. Pitch-black eyelashes, on both eyes, fluttered over to him to meet his eyes.

Sven nearly jolting.

Her remaining, human eye was the same bright gold as her bangles and anklets. Bright and warm and sharp with intelligence and purpose. Red lips curled up invitingly against the soft green markings under her eyes.

Pointed ears adored with long earrings.

“You must be Sven, it’s nice to finally meet you.” And there she was, standing right in front of him. One of the most beautiful Alteans he had ever seen. Sven had been right.

She was short.

Even with the heels.

But still, he grasped her outreached hand as respectfully as he could. Trying not to think about the callouses on the tips of her fingers or the softness of her skin.

Or the sweat coating his palms.

Their hands parted from each other in a way that almost hurt. He must’ve continued to stare at her, despite his best efforts. Face flushing red. But how could he not? It was impossible not to gaze upon such a bright little creature like her.

A woman who smiled like a defibrillator.

“L-Likewise Ms…?”

“Oh! It’s Pidge. Just Pidge is fine.” Pidge laughed, waving those small hands of her’s in front of her as if to swat away any formalities. Sven rolled the name off his mouth.

Pidge.

He liked it.

“So do you know why you were called here Sven?” Her tone now serious, her gold eye boring into his gray ones. Sven stood up straighter. Right. He was meeting the Guns of Garmora’s Prince and Princess. 

"No ma'am." Her red lips gave a little twitch at the title, but she turned away from him all the same. Breaking that entrancing eye contact.

Looking towards Slav.

“But I'm guessing you have an idea as to why?" Slav didn’t even wait a tick. Closing two pairs of his arms and puffin out his chest proudly. 

"Of course! For instance there is a 28% percent chance that in this reality you are here to kill us."

“Only 28%? I must be getting soft in the other realities then!“ Good Stars above that teasing smile on her face would be the death of him. Slav, however, took to comment as a grave offense. His large eyes narrowing in a near comical way. Shrieking his protest. 

“Yes! ‘Only 28%’, are you doupting me?”

“Are you threatening my mate?”

Sven looked towards the new voice.

From the top pf the staircase was none other than the Prince himself. Founder and leader of the Guns of Gamora. One of the last Galrans alive.

Prince Lotor.

He truly was as fearsome as they said. Purple skin with yellow-azure eyes. Short silver hair trimmed just above his neck. Red markings, like bloodied cuts on his cheeks. With face full of sharp, chiseled angels that made him all the more intimidating.

Earrings dangling from his pointed ears.

As the Prince decended from the stars, Sven suddenly felt small. Dressed in black and metal plates, the Prince left no room to question his authority. Taking away all the oxygen in the room with his mere presence. His long, red-violet cape snapping behind him like a serpent as he glared at Slav.

“I’ll repeat myself one more time, were you threatening my mate?” Curling his lips back, Lotor snarled at Slav. The latter quickly hiding behind Sven. Shaking his head left and right vigorously. The Prince relaxing.

Sven’s heart having long since stopped.

Mate?

He couldn’t…

There was no way…

“Easy Pretty Boy, Easy…” Pidge laughed like the bells on her ankles. Bright and cheerful with that gruff voice of her’s. Walking over to Lotor, slipping her hand in his.

Pulling him down for a kiss.

The Prince’s eyes fluttered shut above Pidge as he reached for the shawl around her shoulders. All his remaining tension disappearing under Pidge’s care. Lips moving together in habitual sync. Slipping the green shawl off her body to reveal bare, smooth shoulders.

A bite mark like scar on one of them.

There was a noise Sven couldn’t place, in his head perhaps? A sort of mournful wailing. Dimly, Sven remembered the lessons about the near-extinct Galran race that the Guns of Gamora’s Generals had taught him, back when he had first enlisted.

“Galrans mate only once…”

They pulled away, the Prince’s eyes dreamy as he stared down at the small, smiling woman with the gold eye and scarred face.

Love in every feature.

“They chose a single mate who they trust to stay by their side…Marking them with a scar.”

“You’ll be the death of me Katherine.” But Lotor smiled as he said this, voice low and purring. Arms moving to wrap around Pidge’s slim waist. But she only rolled her mismatched eyes and smacked his shoulder.

Still smiling.

“Hush! We have work to do, you crazy thing.” She finally, finally looked back at Sven. Love lighting every single one of her beautiful, scarred features. Love.

Love for Lotor.

“They are then bound to each other. Never to leave, never to betray one another…”

“Sorry about that Sven, this guy,” At this, Pidge elbowed Lotor in the side. “He’s a handful.”

Sven couldn’t answer. He was a grown man drowning on dry land. His throat felt like it was stuffed with towels. Tongue dry and heavy in his jaw as he watched the Galran Prince and his wife smile softly at one another.

“Ah…so this is the reality that the Princess is the Galran Prince’s mate…” Slav murmured absentmindedly, coming out from his hiding space behind Sven.

While Sven could only smile.

“It’s alright.”

Like ripping his own heart out.


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