In wake of (SPOILERS!!) galra!Keith being a real thing, and the incredibly nice non-racist attitude Keith promotes towards galra because of it, I'd like to propose some hcs of activist galra Keith. Despite the half comedic and half angsty tone of Keith's interactions with the other Paladins and Alteans, he does eventually (with patience Keith never knew he had) wear the other Paladins and Alteans down to a less racist outlook. They don't just accept Keith but also accept other galra can be good. Galra prisoners of Voltron learn that they can be treated fairly in their presence, but they don't take it for granted or use it to help themselves as they realise how much that red paladin is fighting for them. They learn to respect the red paladin for his strength and fairness, as well as the other Paladins for showing mercy when they hadn't needed to. Cue prisoners becoming more sympathetic towards Voltron, and eventually swearing themselves to the new red Voltron leader. The word spreads and people learn that not all galra are bad from the mouth of the galra's sworn enemies, and this change in outlook begins to sway reluctant members of the galra empire to voltron's favour as they realise they have someone to turn to in order to escape the horrors of others of their race. Basically in S3 I wanna see Zarkon not only fighting physically with Voltron, but also members of his own race who stand against him, swayed by the powerful and fair presence of the red paladin.
It's so pure hearing them say each other's names in various exasperated and happy tones. Then you reach the Claw arc and all of a sudden they're screaming each other's names and it's just. Let my children be happy!!
every time mob and reigen say each other’s names
(reigen says some variation of “mob” 52 times, mob says some variation of “shishou” 31 times)
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BILL CIPHER
I fucking love all the fat Taako positivity going around right now, especially with the McElroy boys chipping in and standing up for it! I'm all for soft and curved Taako looking gorgeous as hell as he kicks ass, all with his winged eye liner being sharp enough to kill a man. I love the thought of him rocking crop-tops and low cut shirts and skirts, but not giving a fuck about his soft belly and thick thighs because he knows how fucking gorgeous he is. Those thick thighs of his could crush someone's skull no problem just try him I dare you. But I also love the concept of scrawny and knobbly-kneed Taako who can be picked up single-handily by Magnus with ease. Like enemies underestimate this 'powerful and dangerous' elven wizard they've heard so much about cause he looks like a stiff breeze could blow over his stretched out frame, but the recoil from him blowing their asses up doesn't faze him whatsoever. He'd break a persons nose with the 'frail and dainty' hands that they just insulted. Fuck them. Give me all the beautiful Taako's and their diverse body images. Hell yes.
Ever heard of that one text post where OP’s sister burns her hand and pulls this schist? Yeah. Yeah. Seemed like a very Hamada-esque thing to go down, sO…
razzlepazzledoodot if I burn u burn with me
The FMA:B sacred star movie is hilarious because Al, sweet and chivalrous Al, saves the beloved girl warrior of the valley and is almost immediately called a monster and captured. Meanwhile, Ed the absolute bastard rocks on down to the valley, makes mud monsters to capture the valley people, and then takes one as a prisoner at sword-point. Then almost instantly makes friends with his hostage and everyone else around him. Edward Elric is like a DnD lawful good character with an awful personality that somehow manages to get out of every bad situation from the unholy amount of points he's dumped into his charisma.
Some asshole: What do Hunk and Pig even contribute to the team? They’re not even important to the plot line and they have no cool powers! They suck!
Season 6, smashing dozens of scenarios where Pidge and Hunks’ intellect save each other, the team and the whole universe into their face: I’m sorry, what was that? I couldn’t hear you over Hunk learning Galran culture or saving an entire planet from getting blown up under pressure, let alone adding Pidge’s analysing skills/cunning to create a failsafe for Shiro and coding fast enough to save the Castle. Wanna repeat that??? :))))
you're casually reading some gay smut online in your grandparents house as they amble on by.
Finally adding more to the sword fighter/running with scissors Marco au that I got going on. With the absolute bombshells of episodes recently, I got plenty to add the this au. *Cracks knuckles* First of all, let's just quickly brush over 'Bounce Lounge' before we get anywhere near the mess of 'All belts are off.' Now we didn't see a lot of canon Marco in the bounce lounge aside from a few brilliant moments here and there, but the whole club atmosphere made me think about SF!Marco's experience with...adult escapades, shall we say? I don't think I was the only one who noticed aged-up!Marco's suave attitude towards Hekapoo, which was a sharp difference to his awkwardness with females in his youth. It makes me think that during his travels Marco became well-versed in trawling the underworld in search of clues about Hekapoo, and thus encountered many informants. Informants who were commonly found in clubs and brothels maybe? It's not to say that Marco especially engaged in many of the illicit activities offered (until later), but he definitely grew comfortable in club scenes and sexual encounters. So instead of Marco dorkily doing some karate moves on the dance floor after prompting by Star, we get all of the bounce crew (and generally the whole club) gazing in amazement at this young teen PROWLING the dance floor. Marco just has an air of sex around him as he slides comfortably about the floor, keeping his body relaxed as he gyrates to the music; every being alike is stunned by his moves (especially Star who still can't wrap her head around this confident and self-assured Marco). Basically the money they earned for the Bounce Lounge was double of that in the show due to people texting friends about the dark-skinned God on the dance floor (every text accompanied by Marco in a tight top and jeans, the cloth sticking to his developing muscles with sweat). And then shit gets real in 'All belts are off.' Marco, the 30-odd dimension-renowned swordsman and general ass kicker, was passed over for some snot-nosed brat who he could break in a second? In this au he's not jealous or confused. He KNOWS Jeremy is basically what keeps the dojo afloat, so he can see the choice from a logical view. Doesn't mean he's not fucking PISSED. Most of the episode is spent with Marco struggling to keep his confidence as he consistently compares himself to what he once was; Jeremy wouldn't have been given a single thought if he still was strong enough. But Marco keeps his cool and trains twice as hard. However when Jeremy basically embarrasses the honour of the dojo in his little show (honestly I would've drop kicked the child away if I was there), Marco politely asks the Dojo Master dude if he would like to see a proper sparring session to see the true potential of the dodo. The man, nearly asleep with boredom at this point, agrees wholeheartedly in hope that things would get interesting. Holy shit they did. Jeremy is completely unaware of Marco's growth in skill (and physique as their loose gear hides Marco's lean muscles) and thus goes into the fight cocky and sure of his win. The crowd never forgot what an absolute hammering the little prat took at the hands of calm and confident Marco. Marco never speaks nor moves in aggression in the fight, unlike Jeremy with his trash talk and dirty tricks. Marco's used to loud mouth street 'villains' from other dimensions trying to pick on him before he became well-known. He's used to keeping a calm head and steady hands as he systematically destroys people's defences. Jeremy doesn't stand a chance. Humiliated, Jeremy challenges Marco to weaponry, thinking that the boy still hadn't touched a weapon (old Marco didn't like the thought of hurting someone that badly). Instead he gets even more soundly defeated, the wooden sword in Marco's hands moving faster than many can see, each strike hitting a deadly point with a soft tap. Needless to say the dojo gets a huge endorsement from the Dojo Master and his company, Jeremy is now terrified of Marco, and most of Exho Creek learns of Marco Diaz, strongest (sword) fighter around, through word of the mouth. Marco feels a little bit better about himself.
some of these came out meh BUT YOU KNOW WHAT, I SPENT AN ENTIRE MONTH ON THIS, ENJOY (also panels w/o lyrics are supposed to go with the piano beat thing, youll know what i mean)