ok but going from watching Yuri on Ice to looking at us freaking out about Dean holding Cas’ elbow honestly feels like leaving the Hogwarts Halloween feast and heading to Nearly Headless Nick’s Deathday Party.
After the betrayal of Zarkon, It was difficult finding a new Paladin for the Black Lion. Where accepting the position would instantly be put on top of Zarkon’s kill list. The King himself piloting was too much of a high risk and the Black Lion herself refusing to search out for potential candidates since the broken trust of the previous Pilot.
At that moment, only one name was coming to Coran’s mind that had the chance to reach out to the Black Lion and lead Voltron.
in other words, I just realised how well ‘Xom’ fits in the Black Paladin role.
I know there’s a ton of pressure on women to be cheerful and whatnot, but I am so done with the glorification of negativity and cold bitterness. I’ve been cold, I’ve been bitter, and I’ve been negative. I’ve been ✨ misunderstood ✨ , and I’ve given in to the glorification as a means of self-preservation. And I’ve been all of those things on a regular basis, for years. But what I’ve realized since getting out of such behavior patterns and attitudes is that clinging to those things for strength was nothing more than a glorification of unhealthiness. I wasn’t overcoming stereotypes – I was deeply depressed (and often blind to the fact). Yes, we live in a difficult and deeply unjust and miserable world. Yes, there are tons of reasons to be angry. We NEED to be angry at the state of the world and we need to act and push others to act. But being /constantly/ angry is tiring and being constantly negative is immature. Yes everyone functions differently, and I /understand/, but I am so done. Being around dark things drags me down, and I am done. Be angry, act, but try to make things better. Strength is trying to rise above the negativity of the world. Strength is fighting to be better by being kind. Overcoming sexist stereotypes is sometimes not being afraid to be warm and soft and “feminine” if that’s what you want to be. I’m done with the rest of it. I’ve been dark and cynical and frigid and ✨ strong ✨ but all it did was give power to the things that were actually dragging me down and feeding the shiny darkness. I’ve given a decade of my life to it, and I’m done.
“I had him on the ropes!” you glared at Daredevil, your partner, as he threw a box to knock the goon you were fighting unconscious.
“He had a gun,” Matt noted. Yes, you knew what you two were doing was dangerous, but you weren’t the one nearly getting killed and having to go to Claire on a near-nightly basis. In retaliation (and a little bit of defense of your pride), you took a hard step forward and punched through the wall.
“And I have THAT!” you snarked, running at another goon and taking him to the ground with ease.
“Lucky strike,” Matt grunted. You sighed. And Luke called Jessica the hardest hero in Hell’s Kitchen to get a compliment out of. (Which, she probably was, but Matt was a whole different nut.)
i need all of the sappy holiday crap in my life okay like give me the fic where maggie has to work the day after christmas so she can’t go home and ends up spending christmas with the superfam. give me kara pinning mistletoe up all over the deo and pouting until j’onn makes them have an ugly christmas sweater day. give me alex stressing over finding a gift for maggie because she has a Girlfriend now and it’s Important. give me maggie showing up at alex’s apartment late on christmas eve like ‘you get one present now. spoiler alert: it’s lingerie and i’m wearing it.’