Gotta admit I’m kind of mad that back in season 1 the fandom cranked out art and meta of Keith being outright attacked or threatened by team members as part of a galra keith reveal but now that Allura, who experienced an incredibly traumatic loss and reacts accordingly, the fandom is lining up to aggressively rip on her because how dare she be skeptical of the Marmorans and her trust in Keith being damaged and Hunk actively points out hey it maybe has something to do with the literal destruction of her entire species and home planet that’s not something you get over in ten seconds.
As if, y’know.
would tell us that Allura probably grew up with most of her life as Zarkon as a family friend at minimum and quite probably a surrogate uncle figure. Someone she trusted, and was very close to, who just, incidentally, went on to kill her father and destroy every single planet in her solar system.
It isn’t as if the writers of the show specifically timed it so that Allura and Keith’s distance happened after s2e6 where we see that Allura pretty unambiguously trusted Keith with her life, in which case she was probably not having a visceral “ew, Galra” reaction as much as taking home the realization that once again there is someone that she genuinely trusts, feels close to, who is also a paladin, in the context of the last time this happened, she lost everything, and shutting Keith off and trying to bury that reaction because she also understands as Keith’s boss she’s responsible for him and shouldn’t hold that against him but trauma is not rational.
It isn’t as if in regards to the Marmorans, Allura agrees to go along with their plan as soon as Kolivan presents it, even if that means sending off all of her allies including Coran and leaving her alone on the castleship with Antok and Kolivan who are both twice her size and armed.
But. yeah. Clearly Allura isn’t making any leap of faith here. It isn’t like the last time galra were on the castle, Sendak’s invasion subtly messed up the systems in such a way that nearly killed her entire team and forced her to destroy Alfor’s AI. It isn’t as if she’d have every reason not to let Kolivan and Antok stay on the ship, much less count on them to watch her back in a fight considering they did something while Shiro and Keith were on the base to make the Red Lion flip into fight mode.
Also like… because everyone else had absolutely no reservations and welcomed the Blade with open arms, right.
TL;DR: Maybe remember Allura is some degree of traumatized and that she also made every concession she possibly could in spite of that, remember that Hunk in s2e9 points out exactly why Allura is upset and suggests she just needs some time and space to work through what are probably some deeply upsetting emotions, and how later Allura proves Hunk completely right on all counts in that regard.
I know canon gives us formal and somber priest!Jason, but imagine snarky youth group minister Jason (a.k.a. my fave). No connection to Bruce or the afterlife, still the same snarky little shit he was as Robin. He’s a bit gruff because it wasn’t the joker that made him terrible at showing weakness, but he’s protective as hell. The kids fucking love him.
Most kids. Most kids love him.
And then there’s Damian.
Little feral assassin Damian, fresh out of a disastrous first meeting with Daddy Bats, and he most definitely doesn’t love Jason. But Jason knows an abused kid who needs a way out when he sees one, even if that situation is way out of Jason’s league.
Jason has just started making real progress when Talon shows up. Luckily, and to his very great surprise, Jason’s got Damian to protect him. Of course, then Damian gets attached.
Fast forward, Damian rehabs Talon!Dick by taking the don’t-be-a-murderous-asshole lessons he learned from Jason 30 seconds prior and teaching them inexpertly to Talon. He gets confused and territorial when Youth Minister Jason and Talon start building their own connection, which may eventually go in a slightly unexpected direction.
i love mob so much please for the love of god tell me about ur feelings on 100% ecstasy
OH BOY WILL I !!! ABSOLUTELY 100% (pun unintended but warmly embraced)
out of all the 100% events, ecstasy is my favorite. the drama… the tragedy… will fiction EVER peak like this again? i don’t think so. but BEFORE I DELVE INTO ALL OF THAT, there’s something i want to talk about first: mob’s psychic powers as an expression of his emotions.
we all know that mob suppresses his emotions to avoid outbursts of psychic power. but THAT implies that mob’s psychic power is a form of self expression, in the same way that body language is expression.
he can direct his psychic powers – the same way we can direct our bodies’ actions – but there are other components that are difficult to stop, similar to how people’s shoulders tend to hunch when they’re angry or upset, how they subconsciously cross their arms and direct their feet away when something is making them uncomfortable, etc.
unless you know about these bits of body language, and make a deliberate attempt to suppress them, it’s difficult to stop your body from revealing something about your emotions. similarly, one function of mob’s psychic power is as an extension of the way he expresses himself. these things happen subconsciously and mostly without mob’s control.
for example, one of the trademarks of mob’s 100% events is that mob starts releasing waves of psychic power that push his hair back. other side effects include cracking the ground under him, often to dramatic effect.
mob doesn’t push his hair up on purpose, it’s just something that happens – as a result of him releasing his pent-up emotions in the form of psychic power. these little bits of expression aren’t something he can control.
mob also says something REALLY INTERESTING in his first 100% event:
during 100% rage mob uses his psychic powers to fight dimple, yes, but these lines suggest that his outburst of power happened because he finally had to express his anger. and that implies that, in order to show his emotions, and express himself, mob has to use his psychic powers.
which is something he almost never allows himself to do.
never forget the disdain / loathing mob had for himself at the beginning of the manga, and how convinced he was that he couldn’t allow himself to express himself OTHERWISE SOMETHING LIKE THIS WOULD HAPPEN.
further material to consider: the lines that he said right before his 100% animosity / hostility event
at this point, mob hasn’t taken any action against koyama yet. his outburst of psychic power, radiating outward and blanketing the area, is not doing anything but expressing his hostility – to the extent that mob expects koyama to be able to feel it.
in addition to that, during mob’s fight with toichirou, he cycles rapidly through a LOT of emotions, and this is what he says about it:
canon suggests that it’s not just a buildup of of emotions that cause his powers to run amok; allowing his powers to run amok also allows himself to feel the full intensity of his emotions. his psychic powers are key to expressing himself.
I COULD GO ON… but i’ll just leave things here for now. to summarize: mob subconsciously uses his psychic powers to express his emotions, which is why suppressing his emotions also suppresses his psychic powers.
figure 1: a helpful venn diagram of things
which brings us to the REALLY SAD, BITTERSWEET, MOURNFUL TRAGEDY THAT IS 100% ECSTASY.
the fight against toichirou is possibly the first time mob has been able to fully utilize his psychic powers. the first time he’s had to, even. all the unconscious limits he’s put on himself – not allowing his psychic power to go free, stifling his emotions and powers – all come undone.
mob is allowing himself to be himself, wholly and fully. he’s removed his inhibitions. he’s running wild and free. he’s no longer expending energy trying to regulate his psychic powers – he’s allowing himself to feel. this intensity of emotion and action is something mob has never given himself before, and the freedom of it… feels good. incredibly so. he feels free, he feels alive, and toichirou – the only individual to ever stand on a level close to mob’s – understands perfectly.
this is a level of joy mob has never felt before.
the release of his psychic power even comes hand in hand with mob’s body language becoming much freer and more expressive than it is in daily life. look at him go!! mob, for the first time in years… letting himself feel the intensity of his emotions, just as they really are.
but of course his happiness isn’t going to last
because mob wants to be a part of society, and he thinks he has to keep his psychic powers sequestered away in order to do that. his greatest fear is accidentally hurting the people he loves with his own psychic power, and when he remembers that possibility…
the tragedy of 100% ecstasy is that – for just a brief moment, mob released himself from his self-imposed limits. for a moment, he let himself really feel, he let himself be, and in that moment he experienced a richness, an intensity, a moment of being so utterly present and alive that it brought himself to heights he’d never reached before.
and mob will never willingly allow himself to do that ever again.
There was no magic. We lived so deep underwater nothing lived but us (and a handful of blind, misshapen creatures that fed on sinking carrion– the anglerfish; the ghost sharks). We ate nothing. Hard, white marble eyes, blue-lipped and trailed by ribbons of our rotting hair. We could not see each other, but we knew we were ugly because each time we scraped scales in the dark, we winced.
There was no prince. There was an undertow. I was gashed with rock; 32 bones broken, and beached in front of a laundromat. Somebody called the cops, and there was no castle. There was a gurney. Hospital. Nylon stitching, cauterized veins, a lung transplant and a bone saw driven through the split of my tail. The plastic surgeon stripped the scales and made my legs from pig skin.
Transferred to public housing. The day I left, I shaved my head. Dressed all in blue and got a job as a barista at a poet’s café, where I picked my own name and practiced speaking.
I feel like no one talks about the positive aspects of living w bpd. Like how our emotional extremes makes it so when we love someone we love them harder and more intensely than most would. And how we’re some of the most empathetic people you will ever meet bc we have dealt w so many demons of our own that we know pain in more ways than you could imagine. How we are always so happy to make someone else happy, we would do anything to make people close to us feel loved and appreciated bc that’s all we want too.
I heard your heart beating, you were in the darkness too So I stayed in the darkness with you - Florence + The Machine, Cosmic Love
For #LadiesofHannibal appreciation week, I really wanted to do a murder wives thingy to match my murder husbands from a while back. The idea is that they see in each other what they both already have <3
I feel like annabeth at the beginning of the series was just this huge bomb waiting to go off like u know in her head there’s just a constant string of cuss words and rants if u crossed 12 y/o annabeth u were done that was it rip u