There’s a bit at the end of the series where the two of them are just alone in an elevator together and they’re looking at each other and we didn’t know what it was gonna be, we didn’t know what was gonna happen, we didn’t know what it was gonna mean, but it definitely means something -Jon Bernthal
I just got back from a killer Queens of the Stone age concert (with one of the greatest mosh pits I’ve ever seen. At one point a hole opened up and there were all these metalheads skipping and doing push ups etc ) so I decided to do a ten minute sketch of Flesh Curtains Rick before bed.
Wait what about an au where instead of getting kicked out of the garrison Keith focused all his energy into his work to honor Shiro. Keith knew that Shiro thought he was capable of so much and he wanted to prove it to him. So Keith becomes one of the best. He keeps himself in line and tries to do well to make Shiro proud, even if he’s gone…
But then Shiro crashes back to Earth. Pidge, Hunk and Lance are the ones who find him and somehow they escape to an abandoned shack they find. Shiro needs to focus on finding this “Voltron”, but there’s almost nothing they can do. And none of the others know how to approach Shiro since no one knew him well.
Then Shiro asks them about Keith. If Shiro goes back to the Garrison they’ll capture him again. (Only Lance and Hunk seem to know Keith.) So the two of them hike back and convince Keith to step away from his work to go with them. When they get back Shiro and Keith see each other for the first time in a year and Keith can’t believe it. All this time he thought Shiro was dead but now he’s standing right in front of him. They have a tearful reunion (especially on Keith’s part) and soon they explain the “Voltron” ordeal to Keith. Maybe Keith can feel that something in the desert is off? And Hunk is able to build a sensor and they find the Blue Lion.
Toshiko was washing the dishes when
she heard her daughter laughing outside. She immediately stopped moving to
listen. And there it was, a baritone voice. A strange deeper laugh accompanied the
beloved higher laugh. Then she heard her daughter say “Bye” and the apartment
“Hi Mom!” Sora entered the kitchen
and smiled. Her hair was messy and her white tennis uniform was a little dirty.
She put her backpack on the table.
Toshiko didn’t blink. “Yamato
walked you home again?”
“Yeah.” Sora waved her hand
“This is the tenth time this month
that Yamato has accompanied you here.”
“I didn’t know we were keeping
track!” Sora snapped.
“Is he kind to you?”
“Why don’t you invite him inside
the next time?”
The girl blushed. “Well…”
“I’m not that terrifying, right?”
“No! Of course not!”
“Tell this boy that he shouldn’t
feel intimidated by me. I want to know him better. He’s important to you, yes?”
Sora stared at her mother with the
clean plates frozen in her hands. Her mom didn’t smile that often. She was like
Yamato in that way. But now, Sora realized that her mother was actually
nervous, behind her severe expression. She was like Yamato in that way too.
Yamato didn’t intimidate Sora, and neither did her mother.
“Yes. He’s very important to me.” Sora smiled again, and her mother smiled back.
I’m not sure why or when but somehow I’m part of a family group text where my grandmother sends semi religious quotes every sunday, and my sister, a couple of second cousins and god knows who else say things like “so true!” and “preach!” But this morning I woke up to this picture.
And I’m just wondering who of my weird relatives did this. It sure as shit wasn’t my nana.
We almost damn near killed one of our danish surgeons today.
My colleague came bursting into the staff room and loudly exclaimed that the “Bun-man” was here. (”Bollemannen”) The Danish surgeon choked on his coffee and it took him a few minutes to stop laughing long enough for us to explain the Bun-man works in the kitchen and makes the best damned cinnamon buns ever. So he should for the love of all the gods get his mind out of that danish gutter.
Ah scandinavian languages. So similar yet so so so different