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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
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You know what
Even though the "bonding moment" wasn't exactly a success (Lance apparently doesn't remember it, there's a misunderstanding of each other's intentions)
I actually think... it was?
Because from that point onward their dynamic clearly changes.
Their interactions start feeling different.
And what really surprises me is how consistent the show is about it.
This isn't one of those conflicts that gets resolved in a single episode and there isn't a huge emotional speech where someone explains exactly what's changed.
Instead it's a series of small but very noticeable interactions. Tiny shifts in tone. Little moments that keep building on each other.
Show, don't tell.
After the "bonding moment" they both stop seeing each other as just the most superficial version of the other person.
They start noticing the person underneath.
Look at this.
Keith and Lance get paired together on Balmera.
And there's a really interesting scene here.
Again the scene itself isn't particularly dramatic.
What's interesting is what it says in the larger context because it shows a very clear change in how they treat each other.
Keith naturally, is ready to throw himself into danger without a plan or asking anyone first.
Lance, knowing Keith is impulsive as hell, stops him and calmly explains that maybe they should... have a plan first.
And what does Keith do?
He doesn't brush Lance off or ignore him because obviously Keith knows best. He WOULD before. But something is different now.
He actually listens.
He hears Lance out.
Also Keith is SUCH an idiot. I am so sorry but the fandom lied to me for YEARS. Everyone made him sound like this cool, disciplined, aloof lone wolf. This boy is an impulsive disaster who keeps trying to solve every problem by launching himself directly at it. I love him.
This is the moment where Keith realizes that... Lance is actually kind of smart.
He finally lets himself see Lance as a person instead of just the annoying loud guy.
Yeah Lance talks too much, he's irritating.
But he's also strategic, thinks ahead, he comes up with genuinely good plans.
And the best part?
Once Keith realizes that... he actually says it out loud.
He openly admits Lance's plan was better.
And remember, we KNOW who Lance is.
The writers made sure we understood from the very beginning that he struggles with insecurity, he constantly feels like he's not enough.
That words of recognition mean everything to him.
And now...
He's getting that recognition from the very rival he's been jealous of for who knows how many weeks????
The guy who barely compliments anybody.
The guy whose approval Lance has been desperately trying to earn since practically day one.
I mean... a few episodes ago Lance was literally fishing for compliments from him, trying so hard to impress him.
And now Keith just... gives him exactly what he's been wanting.
Directly.
Honestly I'm almost surprised the show doesn't linger on Lance's reaction for even a second.
Compare it to how emotional he was when Shiro acknowledged him.
All they would've needed was one extra second, maybe a slightly bigger smile or surprised expression idk.
But they don't give it to us which almost feels weird considering how meaningful this should be for Lance.
Because I'M convinced that night Lance fell asleep smiling into his pillow thinking about the fact that stupid Keith had actually acknowledged his abilities.
Nobody can convince me that it's not canon.
And after that...
They just... work together.
Whenever they're not actively arguing, they actually ARE... a good team.
Also, once again: why did fandom convince me Keith was the composed one??
I wouldn't say they suddenly become best friends.
But there is a very obvious shift.
They simply... cooperate.
They're real teammates now.
Interactions like these would've been practically impossible during the first half of season one.
Now?
Just look at them.
Once they stop constantly trying to prove something to each other they actually function as a team.
They still tease each other of course.
actually Lance is also an idiot. I almost forgot. Thankfully, the show didn't.
(btw, I absolutely adore the fact that they decided to spend time, money and work of several people to animate shit like this. Yes, give me more, I want to just be there with these stupid boys and watch them be stupid. This is the point.)
But something else starts happening with Lance that I find really interesting.
I feel like he stops getting triggered by Keith's existence...
...and starts getting frustrated by the things Keith does.
That's a pretty important difference.
Look.
Here Lance stops Keith from making another impulsive decision.
And here...
Lance doesn't seem annoyed at Keith.
He's annoyed by what Keith is doing.
That's not the same thing.
It's almost like Lance starts recognizing Keith's impulsiveness and naturally slips into the role of being the one who slows him down a little.
Keeps him from immediately charging into disaster.
So if Keith's realization is:
"Lance is actually smart and thinks strategically."
(Even if not enough to listen to him lmao)
Then Lance's realization is:
"Keith is actually kind of an impulsive mess who occasionally needs someone to hit the brakes."
Lance shifts from "whatever you're doing I have to prove I'm better than you."
to
"okay Keith, could you PLEASE calm down before you get yourself killed again."
It's an incredibly subtle change.
Nobody ever says it out loud.
But the show keeps reinforcing it over and over again.
And I really appreciate how consistently it sticks to that.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Oh we are COOKING now lads!!!
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Oh we are COOKING now lads!!!
I love redemption arcs but even more I love forgiveness arcs. Yeah, you did that awful thing and it was terrible. No, you can't undo it. But you can still be loved.
I remember one time I was doing an ADHD evaluation with a kid who had asked to go to the bathroom like 3 times during the 30-ish minute part of the interview where we asked his mom questions, so I knew that was his go-to excuse when bored. We get started on the WISC-V after the interview and within 30 seconds of vocab starting he asks if he can go to the bathroom, and I say:
“No.”
And this kid rolls his eyes because DUH and he says “Why not?” all cranky-styles, so I said
“Because you don’t need to go to the bathroom, you’re bored and you need to move. If you need to move, tell me and I’ll let you know if we’re at a part of the test where we can pause. Like, for example, we can pause right now if you wanna race me around the building.”
And this kids face fucken LIT up. We did three laps around the outside of the building and came back in and he finished like 3 subtests and asked if he could move so we got up and tried to see how high we could jump for 3 minutes and the finished the rest of the assessment with one bathroom break. And that was all it took tbh, this kid was SO capable he just needed to move and hadn’t been allowed to do so before. I also like making people mad by pointing out that I know what they’re up to, then just giving them permission to do the thing they were sneakily trying to do in the first place. It’s like being affectionately annoying and it’s part of how I connect to others.
9/11
not even joking this is one of the worst possible changes that i could've reasonably conceived of to happen to video games.
having thought about it this is a generationally anti-consumer announcement that will have a profoundly detrimental impact on consumers and retail markets. this will price out new consumers even more than a $600 PS5 and $80 games will. this will make games less accessible and more nickel-and-dimed. this will make games impossible to share irl without giving your console up, and will stop institutions like libraries from being able to loan copies of modern games. and most importantly, it will be for a minimal profit, as most of the sales in video games are already digital.
this is such a staggeringly catastrophic piece of news that i'm shocked it wasn't said by nintendo. congrats to sony for one-upping them in anti-consumer practices.
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just because someone can articulate their point better doesn’t make them right, it makes them articulated.
and you aren’t stupid for having trouble articulating yourself.
Translucent enamel on teeth are kind of a vibe… everything looks better at 50% opacity. Or maybe this is a giant cope after my dentist told me I can’t have energy drinks anymore cause I’m ruining my enamel.
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reminders i need to like, tattoo on my brain:
1. if you feel judged and hurt by others, try sleeping
2. if you feel judgmental and resentful of others, try eating (the classics)
3. if you feel uncomfortable, try showering
4. if you feel directionless and afraid, go sit outside for a bit and maybe then you'll calm down. maybe even a walk if youre feelin crazy
5. take it easy, but by god, take it
oh and how could i forget. final boss. take your fucking medication
hi im an artist with free will and we got dr. damian working for dr. house
Dr. Wilson stares at House, flabbergasted. "Are you on the phone? Your patient is coding!"
House holds up a hand to Wilson. The nurses are handling the patient. What's he so freaked about?
The call connects. "Hey Wayne, fly any planes lately?"
"I don't know House, sucked any cocks lately?"
"Now with the pleasantries out of the way, I need you to -"
"I'm already inside the patient's home. There's mold behind her bed."
"Ah. Do they teach you breaking and entering at terrorist school?"
"Why? You looking for another degree? Too bad they don't accept deformed cripples."
"Their loss. Bring the samples."
"Please. I'm almost at the hospital."
The call disconnects. House turns to Wilson. "It was mold."
The patient lies on the bed, stabilized. Wilson gives House an exasperated look.
---
"Sorry, I can't make it to uh... What was it again?"
"Bros and board games night?"
"What the fuck... Why did you have to name it like that..."
"Shuddup, Dami. You got another medical emergency? Don't they have other doctors in that hospital? Surely, they can spare you for a night."
"It's not that. My boss needs me to break into the patient's house."
"Oh, yeah, that happens - wait what? Your who asked you to what?!"
"Tt. I'll talk to you later. Apparently, the patient is already coding. Incompetent buffoon. World's Greatest Doctor, my ass."
"Wait, Dami! What-" Click. Dial tone.
The infamous Dr. House accuses Damian of three things in quick succession: nepotism, terrorism, and faggotry in pretty much that order. It's nothing that Damian hasn't heard before, albeit never so directly to his face. The method of delivery spices up the same idiotic ignorance, but it remains idiotic and ignorant which simply begs the question of...
Why is this dope-brained doctor putting his dirty shoes on Damian's pristine desk? Honestly, after the fourth racist remark, Damian isn't even listening to this lauded Dr. House. His eyes are fixed on the scuff marks those sneakers are besmirching his desk with.
Dr. House shifts his legs and surreptitiously knocks over Damian's meticulously categorized ballpoint pens (arranged by the smoothness of each point). In that exact second, Damian vows in his heart of hearts - House's days in this hospital are numbered. Damian will see to his removal and replacement, by himself naturally. This blabbering buffoon messed with the wrong junior doctor.
"Helloooo! Is anyone there? Not only are you a nepo baby, you seem to be on some end of the spectrum. A diversity hire to boot!"
"I'm sorry were you speaking? I have this allergy against crackheads and crackers that causes my ear canals to swell and block their voices. Actually, now that I think about it, are you lost? The drug rehab center is about oh five blocks that way."
House blinks at him. "Oh. Oh. You and I are going to get along just fine."
hi im an artist with free will and we got dr. damian working for dr. house
Dr. Wilson stares at House, flabbergasted. "Are you on the phone? Your patient is coding!"
House holds up a hand to Wilson. The nurses are handling the patient. What's he so freaked about?
The call connects. "Hey Wayne, fly any planes lately?"
"I don't know House, sucked any cocks lately?"
"Now with the pleasantries out of the way, I need you to -"
"I'm already inside the patient's home. There's mold behind her bed."
"Ah. Do they teach you breaking and entering at terrorist school?"
"Why? You looking for another degree? Too bad they don't accept deformed cripples."
"Their loss. Bring the samples."
"Please. I'm almost at the hospital."
The call disconnects. House turns to Wilson. "It was mold."
The patient lies on the bed, stabilized. Wilson gives House an exasperated look.
---
"Sorry, I can't make it to uh... What was it again?"
"Bros and board games night?"
"What the fuck... Why did you have to name it like that..."
"Shuddup, Dami. You got another medical emergency? Don't they have other doctors in that hospital? Surely, they can spare you for a night."
"It's not that. My boss needs me to break into the patient's house."
"Oh, yeah, that happens - wait what? Your who asked you to what?!"
"Tt. I'll talk to you later. Apparently, the patient is already coding. Incompetent buffoon. World's Greatest Doctor, my ass."
"Wait, Dami! What-" Click. Dial tone.
Damian: You know, Greg. Some days, I fantasize about sticking you in the same place as my grandfather.
House: I know everyone over the age of 30 looks the same to you teenagers, but c'mon. Do I really look like I'm old enough to be in a nursing home?
Damian: I was speaking of a cell. My grandfather is in prison.
House (suspicious): Oh? Is that so? Dare I ask...
Damian: No need for I shall tell you freely. He was imprisoned for acts of terrorism. He once led a powerful cabal of assassins and mercenaries.
House: ... Wait. So all those times... When I joked about your terrorist heritage... I was right?? This whole time??? Wait. Why are you telling me this? For free?!
Damian (leans forward, smirking): Because no one will ever believe you.
hi im an artist with free will and we got dr. damian working for dr. house
Dr. Wilson stares at House, flabbergasted. "Are you on the phone? Your patient is coding!"
House holds up a hand to Wilson. The nurses are handling the patient. What's he so freaked about?
The call connects. "Hey Wayne, fly any planes lately?"
"I don't know House, sucked any cocks lately?"
"Now with the pleasantries out of the way, I need you to -"
"I'm already inside the patient's home. There's mold behind her bed."
"Ah. Do they teach you breaking and entering at terrorist school?"
"Why? You looking for another degree? Too bad they don't accept deformed cripples."
"Their loss. Bring the samples."
"Please. I'm almost at the hospital."
The call disconnects. House turns to Wilson. "It was mold."
The patient lies on the bed, stabilized. Wilson gives House an exasperated look.
---
"Sorry, I can't make it to uh... What was it again?"
"Bros and board games night?"
"What the fuck... Why did you have to name it like that..."
"Shuddup, Dami. You got another medical emergency? Don't they have other doctors in that hospital? Surely, they can spare you for a night."
"It's not that. My boss needs me to break into the patient's house."
"Oh, yeah, that happens - wait what? Your who asked you to what?!"
"Tt. I'll talk to you later. Apparently, the patient is already coding. Incompetent buffoon. World's Greatest Doctor, my ass."
"Wait, Dami! What-" Click. Dial tone.
The infamous Dr. House accuses Damian of three things in quick succession: nepotism, terrorism, and faggotry in pretty much that order. It's nothing that Damian hasn't heard before, albeit never so directly to his face. The method of delivery spices up the same idiotic ignorance, but it remains idiotic and ignorant which simply begs the question of...
Why is this dope-brained doctor putting his dirty shoes on Damian's pristine desk? Honestly, after the fourth racist remark, Damian isn't even listening to this lauded Dr. House. His eyes are fixed on the scuff marks those sneakers are besmirching his desk with.
Dr. House shifts his legs and surreptitiously knocks over Damian's meticulously categorized ballpoint pens (arranged by the smoothness of each point). In that exact second, Damian vows in his heart of hearts - House's days in this hospital are numbered. Damian will see to his removal and replacement, by himself naturally. This blabbering buffoon messed with the wrong junior doctor.
"Helloooo! Is anyone there? Not only are you a nepo baby, you seem to be on some end of the spectrum. A diversity hire to boot!"
"I'm sorry were you speaking? I have this allergy against crackheads and crackers that causes my ear canals to swell and block their voices. Actually, now that I think about it, are you lost? The drug rehab center is about oh five blocks that way."
House blinks at him. "Oh. Oh. You and I are going to get along just fine."
they should invent a high ponytail that doesn’t give me a headache and they should invent a low ponytail that doesn’t make me look like a miller’s apprentice going off to enlist in the continental army