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Red & Blue Connection Theory

Be warned there’s gonna be Voltron s3 spoilers in here!! So if you don’t want to see that, look elsewhere. (Also this is super fucking long, I’m sorry.) 

Anyway so I’ve been thinking about this a lot lately, and what with (at least temporary) Red Paladin!Lance being confirmed, now is probably the time to post this.

Coincidentally, I’ve been spending the past couple weeks looking for foreshadow of the Red and Blue Lions have some kind of Special Connection and there is quite a bit, so I thought I’d share some of what I’ve found.

The gist of it is that I think Red and Blue have some kind of connection that the other lions don’t seem to have with each other. Of course all the lions have a special bond, but there seem to be a lot of hints that the connection between Red and Blue *coughs* and their pilots is something a little different––basically, that Lance and Keith have shown a lot more interest in/connection to each other’s lions than any of the other paladins have.

(And before everyone jumps down my throat, I’m NOT proposing a permanent lion switch so jot that down lol. But I do think temporary lion switches are Good so uhhhh fight me.)

I’m not sure how to go about explaining this, but I’m just gonna break it down to:

- Keith’s connection with Blue

- Lance’s connection with Red

- What Does It Mean

Here we go!!!

Keith & Blue

- I’m still caught up on this whole “Keith sensed the Blue Lion” thing. Granted, it could have something to do with his alien abilities™ (I’m still rooting for Keith with Altean ancestry, y’all) but I still question the choice of having Keith sense Blue, of all the lions. He only detects the location of two lions in canon, and they’re––you guessed it––Blue and Red. 

First we have some kinda vague “energy” that attracts Keith to Blue:

Then we have this part where Keith just … closes his eyes and senses Red somehow??

(These both happen in the first episode, I might add.)

Like I said, this could be some kinda sixth alien sense. But, I do also wonder if it was Blue trusting & calling out to Keith specifically, which is interesting considering he’s not even her paladin.

- Also in the first episode, when they find Blue, Keith & Lance are the first ones to approach her. Keith even reaches Blue before Lance does!

And then they’re both standing right in front of Blue, side-by-side, when she wakes up.

There is still a close-up on Lance when Blue awakens––but even so, everyone else has much more of a one-on-one first interaction with their lion, so this scene in particular stands out to me.

- Other than in the first episode we don’t get much of Keith interacting with Blue in s1 (except for him saving Blue for Lance in s1e06, which is cute!)

But then there’s also this moment in s2 where he starts asking Coran about whether there might have been Galra on earth before, and whether that could have something to do with Blue being on Earth:

Which is especially interesting now that we know that Keith is part Galra. So …. is it possible the previous Blue Paladin might’ve been Galra?? or even could have been an ancestor of Keith’s?

Then of course we have Lance emerging from his room at the mention of Blue, and accusing Keith of “having his eye on the Blue Lion since day one”:

This is … kinda odd considering Keith hasn’t outwardly shown any desire to pilot Blue as far as I can remember. So, obviously this is a throwback to the very first episode in which Keith first sensed Blue––and the fact that it was brought up again out of nowhere makes me suspicious that there’s Something there that hasn’t quite been addressed yet.

Lance & Red

- *rubs hands together* Now this is Extra Fun because now I know for a fact Lance is gonna fly the Red Lion at some point in s3 because it was in the trailer and all …

:’’))

Unfortunately I don’t get to say “I told you so” because I didn’t publish this post before then, but anyway! I’ve been looking for foreshadow of this and honestly?? If you ask me, there are hints of Red Paladin!Lance since the very first episode. (Again, I’m not suggesting Lance becomes Red Paladin forever, so please don’t kill me. But I do think Lance having some kind of connection with Red has been foreshadowed.)

- So!! In the first episode I noticed that when Allura assigns each of them a lion, she doesn’t technically assign Blue to Lance (because he interrupts her, lol). It’s just kind of assumed that he’s Blue Paladin since, well, he’s flown Blue. Now, I’m not saying he’s not the Blue Paladin––he is! Buuut I also find a couple things about this scene Intriguing:

1) Lance looks like he almost expects to be assigned the lion as Allura describes it (even though he already has a lion), and then seems a bit shocked/upset when it gets assigned to Keith instead.

2) Not only that, but you may notice the Red Lion hovers between BOTH of them, which is noteworthy because this doesn’t happen to anyone else when they get their lion assigned to them. Hmmmmmm…

- This may be an unpopular opinion but I actually … also think Lance shows some Red Paladin traits. Once again, that’s not to say that Lance doesn’t also fit into the role of Blue Paladin because of course he does, but I do think he shows traces of being capable of being Red Paladin as well.

Like listen, when Allura is assigning Red, these are her exact words: “The Red Lion is temperamental and the most difficult to master. … Its pilot needs to be someone who relies more on instincts than skill alone.”

So really the only qualifications here are: 1) Be skilled. 2) Have good instincts.

And Lance?? Fits those qualifications pretty damn well. He’s a skilled pilot, sharpshooter, and strategist. And he has very strong awareness/instincts as well (i.e. being able to identify the Rover clone super fast, being able to come up with a plan on the Balmera on the fly, etc.). There’s no reason why he can’t fly Red if you ask me.

- Also, when the Red Lion gets fire power for the first time Lance is like, “I want that!!” which is interesting … especially because (at least as far as I can remember) no one else expresses jealousy for another paladin’s lion that way.

And generally I just find it kinda funny that Lance accuses Keith of having his eye on the Blue Lion when Lance has like…canonically had his eye on the Red Lion from pretty early on. 

- In addition to all of the above, there does seem to be some foreshadow about Keith getting separated from Red (at least temporarily). i.e. he has that dream about Red rejecting him.

And there’s also that vision he has in BoM where Red is far away from him.

(Tag yourself I’m the people screaming.)

Could be coincidental …. or could be intentional to foreshadow something about a certain someone else temporarily taking over as Red Paladin.

- And lastly: it may not mean anything, but in GoLion (the original anime) Isamu/Lance was Red Paladin … So, could be a nod to the original!

And yes, he wore a blue outfit but piloted the Red Lion, don’t question it. Color coordination hadn’t been invented yet. 

What Does It Mean?!

- In general, there seems to be a lot of subtle foreshadow that there is Some kind of connection between the Red and Blue lions––or at least, to an extent, Keith and Lance have connections to each other’s lions as well as their own.

- It could mean they are both capable of piloting each other’s lions. I’ll say it again––I’m not suggesting a permanent lion swap or anything along those lines, because both paladins also have very strong connections to their own lions. (Also, I’m not sure about Blue Paladin!Keith at this point, although it’s hard to say since we don’t really know what the quintessence of the Blue Lion is yet.)

However, I think in certain situations their lions could be accepting of the other’s paladin (which of course we know is possible since Keith has piloted Black before, and in the s3 trailer it appears he does so again, as well as Lance piloting Red). So, I feel like that could be important.

- As for the reason behind this connection: It could be because their elements balance each other out (you know, the whole fire-and-ice thing), but what I’m really hoping is that there is some significance in the relationship between the previous Red & Blue Paladins (interpret that however you want––but yeah like, maybe they were good friends??? or …. more than that????) and their lions built up a strong connection because of that (or vice versa).

- TL;DR: I think it’s pretty much inevitable that Red & Blue/Keith & Lance have some kind of special connection (space ranger partners™ amiright) and if you ask me there are a lot of signs pointing in that direction. That’s all, bye.

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SKAM S04E05 Clip 5 - Imagine all the people living life in peace

ESKILD: “You’re the one called Elias, right?”
EVA: Elias is your brother?
ESKILD: Then I go up to him and then I stroke him, just a little bit on his side at first, then I feel like a shiver going up his spine. *Gag noises* Then he left pretty quickly, but he seemed open for more fun.
CHRIS: Are you crazy?
EVA: Stop! I can send you the money.
CHRIS: Send me the money? What?
EVA: I can send it! How much is it? Hello!
CHRIS: 112.
EVA: It doesn’t!
CHRIS: 112 for a beer.
EVA: I can give you..
CHRIS: 112,50. 112,40..
[Are you coming?]
EVA: 112,40?
CHRIS: Point 40.
[John Lennon - Imagine]
EVEN: Thank you!
CHRIS: Oh my God
SANA: Yeah..
CHRIS: Yeah..
SANA: Oh, I love you so much.

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anonymous asked:

Do you think they're going to end up killing Shiro just like in the original?

I really don’t, and my answer has surprisingly little to do with how much I like Shiro and am rooting for him. I have a lot of thoughts on this so I’m going to break them into categories.

This turned into a monster of a post, but, hopefully that’ll help people sleep at night a little better?

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Teen Dad Two

Teen Dad Two

Peter Parker x Reader

Warnings: none I think lol

A/N: If you want a part 3, let me know. Again, if this does not get much request for part three (which is most likely a last part) then it ends here. I hope you guys like it as much (or even more) than the first one :) I larb you guys lots!

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Teen Dad (PART ONE)


“Did he really just say ’I still have that Stark Internship after all’?” you thought.

Is he saying that being Spider-Man is more important than you two’s future?

Even May was surprised.

“Is that all you care about Peter?”

“It’s my future (Y/n)!”

“And this baby isn’t?!”

May walked up to Peter, I think she was about to slap him, but you stopped her before she could even pass you.

“I just don’t think I could be a dad yet (Y/n). Wh– what are you going to do?”

“What am I going to do?”

He nods. Wow.

You scoff, scratching the back of your head.

“I can’t believe you right now,” you said quietly, looking away from him.

You turn to him slowly.

“I’m going to raise this baby by myself. If you’re not going to help me.”

And with that, you got up and walked away. Stopping by the door, you turn to Aunt May.

“I’ll keep you updated May.”

Then you turn to Peter.

“See you around Pete.”

And with that, you were gone. No pleading for you to stay, no ‘I’m sorry (Y/n), I didn’t mean to. Please don’t go.’ Not even a text, or a call. There might be some tears. Though you didn’t see them, you saw his eyes shining, covered with a thin layer of unshattered tears.

I guess this was it.


It’s been a few weeks since the day you told Peter. Still no word from him.

You were now a month and a half along. Still not showing.

You got new sonogram pictures. You would stop by Peter’s to give them to Aunt May. Peter was never there. Being Spider-Man seems like his only priority.

Winter Break was starting, you finished your last final of the first semester. This was the first time you got through a final without having a ‘study date’ with Peter the week before.

Walking through the hallways of Midtown, you saw Peter for the first time in weeks. He was taking out books from his locker, while talking to Ned.

You sucked it up, holding your head up high, and walking right past him. He didn’t even flinch, continuously talking to Ned.

“Dude, she just walked past you. What are you doing? I haven’t seen you talking in weeks! What is going on?”

“It’s complicated Ned.”

“Seriously, what’s happening between you too?”

Peter looks at him with a stern face, opening his locker wider for him to see.

“Woah, are you serious?”

Inside his locker door was two ultrasounds pictures. The first one you ever got taken and the second one you just took. You gave two to Aunt May, just incase Peter decided to care.

“Is it (Y/n)’s?”

Peter scoffs, giving Ned a shove, “of course it’s hers! Who else would it be?”

Ned holds his hands up, “alright. Geez.”

Peter looks at him silently before slamming his locker close.

“What am I going to do Ned?”

“What do you want to do?”

“I don’t want to lose her, but then again, I’m not ready to be a dad either!”

He sighs, rubbing his face, “I can’t take care of a baby and the world at the same time.”

“The world? That’s what the Avengers are for.”

“Alright, then the city.”

“Which one do you think is more important? Being Spider-Man or being with (Y/n)?”

Peter looks at his best friend, then the ground, “I don’t know Ned. I love being Spider-Man, but I love (Y/n) too. I have no idea what to do.”

He looks back up to him.

“I’m scared.”


When you got home, you ran straight to your room, ignoring your mom’s question.

“How was your day sweetie?”

She says it everyday, and everyday you replied with a sniffle.

You jumped on your bed, crying for the millionth time. You actually saw him today, and he didn’t even notice you. He really doesn’t care does he?

You lay there, for the rest of the day.

“This is how I’m going to be spending the next two weeks aren’t I?” you asked yourself.

“No, no you’re not.”

You turn around to see your mom standing at the door.

“What do you mean I’m not? I’ve been spending the last few weeks like this and I think I’m starting to get used to it.”

She walks towards you, sitting at the foot of your bed.

“You need to stop crying about Peter.”

“Why mom? Why? I can’t help it that it upsets me that a stupid ‘internship’ is more important than our relationship.”

Your mom looks at your face with concern, wiping away the tears that stained your cheeks.

“I promise, everything will be alright.”

You nod.

Because you trusted her words.

Because your mom never broke a promise.


Peter climbed out the window, wearing his suit, swinging across the city.

He stopped at the roof of one building, just comfortably sitting at the edge, eating a churro.

“Hello? Mr. Stark? I just wanted to know if I have any missions to go to this coming week? I just got out of school. I have winter break for two weeks, so I’m free for whenever you need me!”

“Nope! We got everything covered! Enjoy your winter break Spidey, by–”

“Wait! Mr. Stark! What if you have any emergency missions? Call me?”

“Spidey– listen– we have everything under control alright? Just enjoy your break. Spend time with your girlfriend or something. (Y/n) right?”

Peter suddenly felt his heart drop, looking down at the cars and shops below him.

“Yeah, about that–” Peter scratches his head. He can feel a knot beginning to form in his throat.

“Mr. Stark?”

“What is it Peter?”

“I made a huge mistake and I still don’t know what to do about it.”

Peter had tears streaming down his cheeks. He runs his fingers through his messy curls.

“I– I don’t know what to do..”


Peter waited in front of Starbucks, then, a car pulled up to him.

The windows roll down slowly, “Get in.”

Peter nodded, getting into the black car.

“So what happened Pete? What’s got you so down?”

Peter looks up at Tony, “(Y/n)’s pregnant, and I didn’t react the way she wanted me too when she told me and we haven’t talked for weeks.”

Tony scoffs, “that’s it? Why? You didn’t start crying? Or screaming ‘oh my gosh this is amazing!’? Girls always expect so much more, don’t they?”

Peter shook his head ‘no’, “No, it wasn’t like that Mr. Stark.”

“Then what happened?”

Peter inhaled deeply, “I told her that I wasn’t ready to be a dad because I had to be Spider-Man and I can’t do those two at once.”

Tony looks at him with a shocked expression, shaking his head and turning away from him.

“And why would you say that?” he said, after a moment of looking out the window.

Peter shrugged, “I don’t know? Because it’s true?”

“You care about being Spider-Man more than (Y/n)?”

“I– I don’t know?”

“Then why’d you say it?”

“I don’t know! Maybe because being Spider-Man would be better than being a dad.”

Tony shook his head.

“Peter. Do you like not having a dad?”

“No? Why would you say that?”

“Then why are you doing that to your own child? You’re really leaving (Y/n) to be Spider-Man?”

“Well, if you think about it, I’d be saving a lot of lives.”

“And how does that work?”

“Well… if I stay with (Y/n) and raise the baby, I would be taking care of two lives. Her and the baby right? But if I become Spider-Man, I’d be saving millions of lives.”

“But whose lives are more important to you?”

“My family of course.”

“And who are your family?”

“Aunt May and (Y/n).”

“Well so which are you choosing, being Spider-Man, or being a dad?”

“I told you, I don’t know.”

Tony rolls his eyes, this kid is just not getting it.

“Peter, I’m saying this one more time. You said your family’s lives are more important to you, yes?”

“Yeah.”

“If you were out right now, as Spidey, and you’re alone and you spot two crimes while swinging across buildings. One: A bank is getting robbed, the employees are held at gunpoint. Two: (Y/n)’s getting robbed and having a gun to her head. Who would you go to?”

“(Y/n).”

“But more people would die if you don’t stop the bank robbery. If you go to (Y/n), only one life would be saved.”

Peter looked down, and thought about it.

“Do you understand now?”

He nods, before getting out of the car and running off.

Not another word to Tony Stark.

4

The reveal this week that the volume cover for volume 12 will be Saiko was surprising, as she hasn’t really featured at all in any of the chapters slated to be included in this volume so far. 

But lined up with the last two Volume covers a clear pattern emerges. Now with Saiko covering her ears, we have the line up of the Three Wise Monkeys.

The Wise Monkey’s come from word play on the Japanese phrases Speak Not, See Not, and Hear Not, the negative conjunction “zaru” sounding like the word for monkey, “saru”, resulting in the iconic image.

While in western context, they are often used to indicate turning a blind eye (or mouth or ear) to evil, their original meaning in Japan was about how to not dwell on evil thoughts and live a good life. However, given the Quinx associated with each, it does suggest a turning away from or ignoring of something important.

This meta took me a while to get out, so I’m sure you’ve all already seen people pointing out this motif, but I wanted to go more into depth on the connection between the Wise Monkey’s and the Quinx associated with them. 

The result is quite long, but I hope the points at the end are worth the read. Thanks for bearing with me, and thanks to everyone who pointed out this connection, as well as to @linkspooky​ for helping me untangle and flesh out some of the connections.

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I’ve realized something about our generation. We do not have leaders. When one emerges, then we write about something problematic that they did. We like to talk about our heroes, who died long before we lived, why? Because they cannot betray us by speaking. We provide them the words, by interpreting theirs to suit our interests.

We never ask: isn’t there a value to someone who recovered from making a mistake? More importantly, who hasn’t made a mistake?

I just got this great comment by aronin3151984 on AO3 and now I can’t help imagine this:


[Villains and Heroes are in the middle of a dramatic standoff]

Doom (sneers): You and your precious band of misfits don’t have a chance, Captain America!

Crossbones: Yeah! Because we will have Iron Man!

Tony (raises eyebrow in surprise)

Rhodey (sarcastic): Oh really?

Crossbones (smirks): Yes. Now come, join us on the Dark Side, Stark, because we have COOKIES!

Henchman #367 (pulls out basket of freshly baked, still warm cookies with melted chocolate chips)

Rhodey (horrified): Oh shit.

Captain America (laughing): Tony would never betray us for cookies of all things

Tony (stares intently at cookies with wide, glazed eyes)

Captain America (laugh falters): Tony? …uh oh…

Rhodey (desperate): Tony, NO! REMEMBER YOUR OATH!!!

Tony (shakes head): Right. Right. LOKI! GET OVER HERE!!

Everyone (blinks in surprised confusion)

Loki (doesn’t move, challenging): And why should I do that, Man of Iron?

Tony (blissed out smile): Because the Dark Side may have cookies but the Light Side has COFFEE

Villains (staring at Loki in alarm): !!!!

Loki (looks torn)

Tony: And take the cookies with you!


Later:

Villains (sadly skulking off to their secret emergency hide-outs, muttering): coffee…coffee…WE SHOULD HAVE REMEMBERED THE COFFEE!!!

capriccioso-stars  asked:

Why the hell is your governor trying to defund 911? Why dies he think this is something he should do? How is he trying to spin it? I have so many questions

BRUCE RAUNER IS THE FUCKING WORST

(pardon my french but he’s the second worst governor I’ve ever lived under (worst was fucking Pence back in Indiana), but where Pence is competent and evil (lawful evil), Rauner is a blundering child (chaotic evil), a dunce, a farce of a governor who hasn’t done a single thing since we put him in office. (I say we, but I sure as shit didn’t vote for him.) Not “done a single thing right,” not “done a single thing wrong,” he hasn’t done a single thing. He just sits there and refuses to pass any useful legislation, balance our budget, or do his fucking job. This state’s been mismanaged for a very long time, but Rauner’s driven us to a tipping point.

We’ve been operating for three goddamned years without a state budget. We elect this schmuck and then he just sits on his hands and does nothing. He got elected because he was a political outsider claiming that he was against career politicians, and now Illinois is probably going to be the first state with a junk credit rating. It’s getting so bad that CPS- our public school system- is floating on loans. Chance the Rapper has done more for Chicago Public Schools than our state government has and I am not making that up. Things are so bad here, we might have to stop selling lotto tickets because we won’t be able to pay winners.

Currently the big fuckup is this call center bill. We have this thing in called the Emergency Telephone Act. It does two things: it provides some money to 911 call centers and, more importantly, it’s what authorizes 911 services in the state. The act expires on the 1st of July, and Rauner hasn’t signed the bill renewing it. The reason he says he’s doing this is because Chicago wants to hike up the monthly phone tax (which supports 911 call centers). This means if you have a landline phone, you’d pay a whopping five dollars per month (which is an additional… I think, like, eighty cents more than what it is now) added to your phone bill. Outside the city, the tax would increase to one dollar and fifty cents. According to the governor, it’s more important to have a lower phone tax than it is to have a functional 911 service. The state House and Senate passed it and most of the state’s politicians have been asking him to sign it. It’s not like this is some pork barrel project that’s siphoning funds, it’s not like it’s something that only affects Chicago, it’s 911 across the entire state. He’s not trying to spin it, he’s not saying it benefits anybody- he’s just using the fee hike as an excuse to sit on his hands and do nothing


Here’s some news articles if you want to know more about Bruce Rauner, the Fleshy Lump in Springfield who Does Nothing:

And here’s some opinion pieces/things with an obvious political spin

EVERYONE, WE HAVE AN EMERGENCY

My Mom just got the DisneyCircle, which means she can use it to track EVERYHING we do on our phones and under the wifi. She CANNOT know my sister and I are on tumblr. This is our only outlet for finding out about politics, lgbtq stuff, and while that might sound bad (bc tumblr is a hellsite) it is literally the only option we have.

Please spread this. If ANYONE knows how to bypass the DisneyCircle, PLEASE MESSAGE ME, SHOOT ME AN ASK, OR REPLY/ADD IT TO THIS POST. If u can’t reach me send it to @many-many-bubbles or one of my blogs (which I will reblog this to)

We don’t know how much time we have, please help us. We need to know 1) How to bypass the Circle so it doesn’t see what we do and 2) Does Incognito still work or can the Circle find that out too? PLEASE HELP.

- whencartoonsruletheworld

Day Two: Friends

Inspired by an ask by the lovely @kat-yaeger

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“GUYS!! THIS IS AN EMERGENCY!! EVERYONE HEAD TO THE KITCHEN NOW!!” Lance’s voice boomed through the castle. The others stumbled over themselves, grabbing their bayards and charging to the kitchen. When they burst through the doors of the kitchen, they all took a fighting stance with they bayards activated. “Is it the Galra?” “Did someone infiltrate the castle?” “Is there a fleet approaching us?” The team fired off. They were all hastily looking for any signs of danger. Then their eyes landed on Lance. “Uh, Lance? Why are you wearing an apron?” Keith asked. Lance wore a white apron that was lined with ruffles and lace. He popped out one hip and placed his hands on his hips. “I’m glad you asked, Mullet! We have an emergency. A cooking emergency!” Some groaned and rolled their eyes in response, but Hunk and Coran’s eyes shined. “Hey now! Don’t go moaning and groaning on me! I didn’t gather all this stuff just to be shut down!” The team noticed that the counter was lined with various foods and ingredients. Allura stepped toward the counter, poking at the ingredients. “Lance, what is all of this?” Lance clapped his hands together and done a little dance. “For weeks, every time we went to a space mall, I have been searching for the perfect ingredients to make one of my favorite homemade foods! And now, through my own blood, sweat, and tears, I have finally found the perfect ingredients to make it!” Pidge braced her elbows on the top of the counter, eyeing all the food sprawled out. “What exactly is you favorite dish?” Lance rubbed his stomach and gave it a few pats. “That, my dear Pidgeon, is empanadas. And I’m going to teach you all how to make them.” Allura brought her hands together and smiled brightly. “That’s a wonderful idea, Lance! Not only will we bond as a team, but we will all get to taste Earthling food. Well, pretty much that is! Paladins? Shall we make these, ah, empanadas?” The team nodded and grinned. Lance rolled up his sleeves, eyes bright. “Let’s do this!!”
~~~~~
Turns out, making empanadas was not as easy as they had originally thought. Lance and Keith gotten into an arguement, which resulted with them and the kitchen being covered with flour. Hunk had slightly cut his finger, which Coran had to patch up. Pidge kept eating the ingredients when she thought no one was looking. And Shiro had somehow managed to burn the first batch. But in the end, they had something that looked like the empanadas that Lance at back at home. Although, these were a light purple color. Lance handed an empanada to everyone. “Okay, on the count of three, we’ll try them together. 1..2..3!” They all popped the purple food in their mouth. Lance’s eyes fluttered shut as the flavor burst across his tastebuds. “Oh quiznak, these taste just like the ones mama made.” Allura and Coran’s eyes were wide as they reached for another. “Lance, these are amazing!! You need to teach us how to make more food like this!” Pidge vigorously shook her head, grabbing a handful and shoveling them in her mouth. “I second that!” Lance chuckled and nodded his head. “Sounds like a plan. Next time: churros!!” They continued to eat in happy silence, that’s is until Coran stated that someone needed to clean the utter chaos that was the kitchen. Lance spoke up. “I nominate Shiro clean it because somehow, he burned the first batch of the empanadas, and that was literally his only job.” “I said I was sorry!” The team laughed as Shiro birdied his head in his hands, trying to hide the blush that spread across his cheeks. “It’s okay, Shiro. We’ll make Keith help you.”
“HEY!!”

World’s Best Dad (Part 3)

Originally posted by sensitivehandsomeactionman

Summary: Reader and Dean spend another evening together and think they’ve found a good thing with each other…

World’s Best Dad Masterlist

Pairing: single parent!Dean x kindergarten teacher!reader

Word Count: 5,300ish

Warnings: language

A/N: All this sweet domestic fluff is going to be the death of me…


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March to the Sea.

Prompt by: @langsty-mc-langstface

Lance groaned, adjusting his armor with more than just a few complaints.

“Of all planets, it had to be a desert one? I can’t take MY hotness and the planet’s heat. I’m going to melt.” He huffed, looking at the others.

Allura sighed, “We needed a place to land. When Haggar hit Voltron with her spell, we didn’t know what the potential effects would be. Coran is running tests now.”

The team sighed in unison, but decided doing a little scouting wouldnt hurt anybody.

Just get a look around.

As time wore on, and small talk was made here and there, Lance began to notice Hunk looking uncomfortable.

The yellow paladin was limping, and rubbing random parts of his armor.

“Hunk, buddy, are you alright?” Lance asked, make the five of them stopped and attention to go to the man.

“Uh, yeah? Or, actually, I don’t really think so but it could be nothing. It’s like, I’m not sure.” Hunk sighed, and reached to take off his helmet.

“I think it’s just too hot—”

A round of gasps and a shout from Pidge startled the large, anxious boy. He looked around quickly, “What? Is there something on my face?”

A large hand rest on his cheek, but didn’t move further. “Please tell me this is just try skin?”

Shiro had his eyes wide, “Hunk, you look like a Balmeran. Did yo— Pidge!”

The green paladin was sprouting antennae like things on her forehead, like the Olkari.

“What’s going on? Paladins?” Allura said over com, only hearing grunts and shouts.

The entire team was doubled over, their limbs contortion into species that only a few they recognized.

It wasn’t painful, in a sense.
But it also wasn’t pleasant either.

“Princess, look!” Coran could be heard, “Don’t you see?! Haggar’s Magic is turnin into the original makers of the lions!”

The mustachioed man almost seemed excited, despite the circumstances.

Allura was not as excited, looking a little less than horrified. “Paladins! Did you hear that?” She noticed her uncle paying more attention to the screen to watch the team.

“Coran, please try and fix up the damage the castle took during battle. We need to leave as soon as possible so we can get this reversed.” The Princess demanded.

Outside, most lay on their sides and panted. It was quite a stampede of multiple alien species.

Keith sat up first, shaky. But in all honesty he didn’t FEEL much different, in fact, the only thing he noticed was that the heat didn’t bother him.

It felt refreshing, actually.
A species that lived within volcanoes.

“Is everyone…okay?” It was a sort of dumb question. Everyone certainly wasn’t okay, their bodies just drastically different.

“I’m okay.” Pidge answered, sounding a little bit sick. She was impressed by the Olkari, but only for their skill. Not their look.

Hunk nodded, “I’m alright too. Boy, what do you think Shay would think of this?”

Shiro was already standing, now helping Keith. “Are you okay?” The black paladin had concern and also confusion in his voice.

So this is what Haggar had done to them? What was her point? It didn’t largely affect the group much so far.

There had to be something they weren’t seeing. Would the lions not accept them?

No, precious Paladins hadn’t all been human so surely other species were allowed inside.

They were still the same people as well.

“Come on everybody, we need to get back to the castle to see if there’s a way to reverse this.” Shiro let go of Keith, turning.

One, Two, Three, himself was Four…
Wait, where was Lance?

“Oh my god! Lance?!” Hunk shoved past Shiro all of a sudden and everyone turned to see their blue paladin.

It was an unanimous hold of breath.

The bottom of his armor was completely gone, discarded a few feet away, and any cloth that remained was torn at.

His legs gone.

Now, not completely detached of course, but replaced. With what?

A several foot long mermaid tail, bright blue and shimmering in the desert sun.

“Holy sh…” Keith trailed off and they all quickly followed Hunks footsteps.

The yellow paladin, looking Balmeran, rolled Lance over with a grunt. That tail was massive and weighed more than Lance himself normally.

“Lance? Hey, Lance, I know I look funny but it’s Hunk. Are you okay?” Worry  etched into his voice.

The mermaid boy’s eyes were wide, and a solid blue color. Lighter blue pupils danced in the middle. Scales ran around his cheeks, all the way down his neck and arms and back in light patches.

He had thick gills flaring on the sides of his neck, and Lances mouth wide open as he was seemingly gasping for air.

The blue paladin already was red in the face, and it became quite obvious that he was in a “fish out of water” state.

Oh shit.

“Oh god, Shiro, guys— L-Lance can’t breathe!” Hunk feel his own breath pick up, and he grabbed one of Lance’s webbed hands.

“What do we do?!” Pidge asked, all eyes going to their leader.

Way to be put on the spot.

Shiro turned, seeing the castle as a faint speck across the hot desert plains. There would be no way to get Lance back in time.

Especially in this state, and how hard he would be to carry with the massive mermaid tail.

Shiro cursed in his head, “Uh, I— Princess Allura, we have an emergency. Lance was turned to some, uh, merperson? We need to get him back and into water, he can’t breathe.”

Even the black paladin was a little flustered, because this was one of his teammates lives on the line.

He managed to keep a strong demeanor.

Static answered them, before Allura finally responded back. “Can you carry him? Coran just shut down the castle for repairs, we can’t get to the pods for at least another five minutes if we were to power on again.”

Keith was next to Lance now, wearing the same worried expression he did when Lance was in the healing pod.

“He doesn’t HAVE five minutes!” Keith felt anger boil within, and the ground at his knees sizzled and smoked.

“You have to carry him! Try!” Allura said, “We are powering on the castle. We will get there as soon as possible!”

It hit the team hard how grave of a situation they were in now. Lance was dying, turned into a water creature in the middle of a hot desert.

It was impossible.

Hunk spoke fast. “I’m Balmeran right? Could I heal him or something?”

Keith looked up, “Do you know how to do that? Don’t you need the Balmera planet’s life force?”

Everyone deflated when Hunk shook his head slowly, scared. All heads slowly bowed to look at Lance.

He had passed out, but his gills still desperately fought for a source of air that they could breathe.

They were slowing.
Lance looked so dry.

“We…have to try carrying him. Come on.”

The team silently surrounded Lance, picking him up from different angles and hoisting him off of the dirt.

Hunk and Shiro at the tail, Pidge and Keith near his upper human half.

They walked and walked, despite physical exhaustion and the heat they all had to keep going.

Save your friend.
Keep going, keep going.

Team Voltron knew it wasn’t going to work out. They listened to Allura and Coran in their headsets, bickering about how quickly things needed done and what needed done.

This wasn’t a walk to save their friend.
Even if they had tried harder, Lances survival probability wouldn’t have been much better.

They were too far away from the ship, and Lance was heavy in this condition.

With sullen faces and sweaty palms, gnawed lips and teary eyes, they walked on.

This was no longer a walk to save their friend. Not anymore.

It was a funeral march.

I’m sorry, but I need to practice writing Anakin, for reasons, so have this.



“Ow,” Anakin muttered softly.

“Are you alright, sir?”

Anakin glanced up to find Rex sitting up and staring at him.

“I’m fine,” Anakin said. He pushed himself to his feet and looked around, “What happened?”

“I’m not sure,” Rex said, also standing up.  “We were walking through camp, and then we fell here.”

“Right,” Anakin said, he remembered.  They were discussing the day’s action while heading to the mess for food.  There had been a faint sense of alarm from Ahsoka, and then the Force had twisted into a knot and jerked.  He looked around, this place was oddly familiar.  The buildings were grey and uniform, but there was something about the city, it’s atmosphere, that told him he’d been there before.  It was dark, and there was a sense that it was closer to dawn than evening, and Anakin hoped that meant they’d pass unremarked until they figured out what was happening.

“Sir?”  Rex said.

Anakin glanced at his Captain, “We need to find out where we are.  This is definitely not where we started.”

“Clearly not,” Rex agreed.

Anakin slid off his robe and held it out to Rex, “Put that on, people will notice your face, but with the armor covered, they…”

“Might not realize what I am,” Rex said.

Anakin left him to the task, moving down the alley to where he could see the main street.  It was mostly deserted, so Anakin stepped out casually, hand palming his lightsaber to keep the metal from reflecting light and drawing attention.  They were at Treasure Ship Row in Corellia.

“I know where we are,” Anakin said, remembering a mission or two with Obi-Wan before the war, “this is Corellia.”  He glanced around at Rex, “But something doesn’t feel right.”

“What do you mean?” Rex asked.

Anakin glanced out, then lashed out, hauling Rex backward, “Get back and quiet,” he breathed.

Rex followed, making sure the robe he wore was covering all the white on his armor.

Two hooded figures walked past, stopping almost directly in front of them as Anakin eased behind a trash compactor, Rex a warm figure at his back.

“Master, are you sure this is where he said to meet him?”

The shorter of the pair pushed his hood back, revealing light hair that shown green and blue from the signs of the two buildings.  

“I’m quite sure, Anakin. Might I remind you that you promised not to complain about how early it was?”

“I’m deeply sorry, Master,” the taller figure said, also pushing his hood down.

Anakin felt Rex’s breath catch at the younger looking Anakin Skywalker, and reached back to tangle his hand on Rex’s hand to reassure him.

“Now,” Obi-Wan said, “there is the Dancing Twi’lek, which is where our contact works.  Mind your manners, Anakin, or we won’t learn what we need to know.”

“Yes Master,” Anakin said.

The pair raised their hoods and moved on.

Anakin hesitated a moment, he remembered this mission, and he knew why this alley was familiar.  “We need to move,” he told Rex, “now.  Freak out later.”

“Right,” Rex said softly.

They moved further into the alley to where it reached a smaller backroad.  Anakin considered it for a moment, then led Rex to the left, aiming for the space port.

“Sir, that was you,” Rex said after they’d gone about three blocks.

“Yes,” Anakin said.  “I was seventeen, and I’m about to shot for the first time in my life.”

“Shot?”  Rex said.  “Shouldn’t we do something?”

“I don’t think so,” Anakin said, “I think we’re better off getting out of Corellian space.”

“Why is that, sir?” Rex asked.

“Because I know who shot me,” Anakin said.  “And I think we’re best getting as far from those two as possible.”

“If you say so sir,” Rex said.  “Where will we go?”

“At the moment, all I can think is Coruscant,” Anakin replied after a moment, “if we’ve truly time traveled, surely there must be something the Council will know.”

“As you say,” Rex said after a moment.

They moved to the space port and Anakin found them a place where they could see the different ships available to them.  After a long moment, Rex whistled and pointed.

Anakin looked in the birth Rex indicated, “I do not believe it.”

“That’s,” Rex said.

“It sure is,” Anakin said. “Let’s get closer, I want to make sure.”

They slipped across the roof of the space port, carefully keeping their movements subtle until they were standing over their chosen ship.

“So,” Rex said.

“Should we?”  Anakin asked.

“We should,” Rex said.

Anakin reached out, but could find no observers before they slipped down and approached the ship. Rex went up the ramp first, with Anakin a cautious shadow.  It was surprisingly easy to hack the ship, Rex sliding fingers over the controls to bring up the engines before handing control over to Anakin while he had a chat with the Corellian Space Control.

They were off planet within an hour of their arrival, and heading for hyperspace when the comm chimed.

“Shit,” Anakin muttered.

“May I?”  Rex asked softly.

“Go ahead,” Anakin said.

The hologram that appeared over the comm unit was none other than Jango Fett.

“I’m not sure who you think you are,” Fett began.

Rex shifted so that his face was clear, “I’m sorry, Fett.  My Jetii and I are having a temporal emergency.  We have to get to Coruscant as soon as possible.”

“YOU,” Fett said.

“One of millions,” Rex agreed.

“What’s your designation?” Fett demanded.

“I’m afraid I can’t tell you that,” Rex said.

“Why is that?”  Fett asked.

The comm cut off as Anakin shot them into hyperspace.  He started laughing as soon as the computer confirmed they were away.

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