Inspired by the All Time Low song, I started this fic about our two favorite spacey boi robocat pilots, but as NORMAL HUMANS! (The crowd gasps at my originality.) There's no "slow burn" here, it's right off the bat. Like, RIGHT off the bat, because as anyone who has listened to the song in question will tell you, its main focus is the morning after a one night stand that became something more. Obviously, I don't write the sexy-wexy bits, but I can confirm that they are two consenting parties over the age of 17, and are perfectly allowed to do whatever (and whoever) they wish. I have big plans for this one, but I can't promise regular updates as I am an awful pedant who can only write up to my own otherwise unachievable expectations after about 10 pm. I can, however, promise that anything that DOES see the light of day passed every test I have, so it's gotta be good.
I do not write smut, I will not write smut, but if you WANT smut, I must direct you to one of the other fics on this site, or on Ao3, where you can undoubtedly find something to fulfill any bizarre kink you have. I have stumbled across Lizzie Borden/Bridget Sullivan yurisex fics on that accursed site. (For anyone who doesn't know, Lizzie Borden is the most popular suspects in the murder of her father and stepmother. Bridget is the maid who is occasionally thought to be her accomplice.)
I do not own Voltron. I do not own any of the characters in Voltron. If I did, klance would be canon and Allura would be alive and with cooler textured hair.
Unless specified, assume that I am not a good enough artist to have done any of the cover or header art.
The title is based off of All Time Low's "Don't You Go" which is a pretty cool song. Needless to say, I am not a member of All Time Low nor do I own any copyrights of their songs, logos, or weird hair.
Also, Keith is a Boogara and Pidge is a Shaniac, you can fight me on this.
A Maybank and A Cameron? It's almost like a modern Romeo and Juliet. It's forbidden for them to be together. Could be the end of the world.
The stolen glances, the hidden feelings, the unspoken words, the secret meetings and the obvious hatred towards each other followed by constant conflicts and some hidden past that threatened them but there are always invisible strings tied and pulling them together no matter how hard the tides trying to pull and part them away from each other.