for whatever reason whenever i listen to “my shot” at laurens’ little solo bit where he’s like “rise up… when you’re living on your knees you rise up” my brain insists that the next line is going to be “train an army of bees and rise up” and im just like WHY
“I would rather die on my feet than live on my knees.” Mexican revolutionary leader Emiliano Zapata, whose Zapatista peasant army fought a long guerrilla campaign south of Mexico City. This picture was taken in Mexico City in 1914, after the revolutionaries captured the capital. However, the victors soon fell out, and Zapata allied with Pancho Villa against the liberal Constitutionalist faction. He did die, assassinated in 1919, but still has an iconic legacy in Mexico today.
Leo’s s/o just had their babies and he was going to meet his daughter and son
for the first time, what would happen?
THIS IS SO CUTE OH MY GOSH
Leo sat in the living
room, knees bouncing, heart racing. He couldn’t wait. You had just given birth
to his children, a boy and a girl, and now Donnie was running tests on them. He
wasn’t sure how this would work. A human woman giving birth to a turtle’s
children. He was sure something would go wrong, but so far everything seemed
okay. Their vitals were strong, their organs were all functioning. Everything
You were so hopped up on
pain meds you barely knew what day it was, but you were coming around.
“How are they, Donnie?”
“They…they’re perfect. Basically.” Donnie swaddled
your daughter in her blanket. “I’ll go get Leo.”
“Okay,” you nodded. Leo
basically sprinted into the lab at the sight of Donnie.
“Woah, watch it Leo!”
Donnie rushed inside after him. He motioned for Leo to go over and stand next
to you. His sparkling blue eyes landed on your very tired form. He took your
face in his hands and pressed a long kiss to your forehead.
“How are you doing?”
“I’m all right.” You
smiled tiredly. “Just tired.”
“Yeah,” he kissed your
cheek. “Hopefully not too tired to pick out names.”
“I think I can manage.”
Donnie came over with the
matching bundles and handed one to you and the other to Leo. He looked down at
his precious baby daughter with all of the love in the world. Her sparkling
blue eyes opened and closed as she let out a huge yawn and curled further into
her father’s chest. Tears streamed down Leo’s cheeks and his knees gave out.
This perfect little creature had his eyes and your smile. Half him and half you.
He glanced over at his son. The little boy seemed to have your eyes and Leo’s
shell, where his sister lacked one.
“Thought of a name yet?”
“Sapphire?” Leo asked.
You nodded. “What about you?”
“Sky.” He nodded. Each of
them named after shades of blue. “Sapphire and Sky.”
“Dudes, can Raph and I
meet our niece and nephew, or are you gonna hog them all day?” Mikey walked
through the door, Raph’s large figure trailing him. They smiled at their oldest
“Dude, you’re a dad now!”
Mikey patted him on the shell. Leo smiled down at Sapphire.
“That I am.”
“So guys, Leo and I were
“And we had to pick
“And?” Raph raised an
“Raph, Mikey, this is
your god-daughter Sapphire.” Leo motioned for Raph and Mikey to come closer.
Raph took a knee, looking down on his tiny niece. She was so small. He tried to stop his eyes from
fogging up, but there was no stopping the tears that flooded his eyes. The
biggest smile you had ever seen on your brother-in-law tugged at his lips. Leo
gently placed the bundle in his arms. He chuckled softly at your daughter’s
smile. One of her tiny green hands reached up and found a resting place on her
“Donnie, you and April
“What did I miss?” April
took off her jacket as she walked into the lab. “Oh my Gosh!”
“Donnie and April, meet your
god-son Sky.” April took the blue bundle from your arms and Donnie stood behind
her, looking over the tiny addition to the family. The last to come into the
lair was Splinter, who very much wanted to meet the grandchildren he never expected
to have. They took an immediate liking to the old rat and greeted him with
happy laughs and giant smiles.
It didn’t take long for
the cribs to be built, nor for the baby buckets to be assembled or Leo’s baby
carriers to be sized. He came up to you a few days later with Sky strapped to
“Hey (Y/N), what’s cuter
than a turtle with a baby?” he smiled. Since you were still on the road to
recovery, you were seated on the couch, watching movies.
“What?” Leo turned
around, revealing Sapphire strapped to his back.
“A turtle with two babies.” You laughed.
“You’re loving every
minute of this, aren’t you?” You smiled and took your daughter off of your
“When I was growing up,”
he turned around a sat down, taking your free hand in his own. “It was hard for
me to ever imagine someone falling in love with me, let alone agreeing to marry
me and then becoming my wife and giving birth to my babies.” He sighed and
kissed your forehead, long and meaningful. “They are everything I could have
asked for and more. They’re perfect. And so are you. I love you.”
“I love you too.” It was
needless to say that both of you were more than ready to be parents.
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Voltron: Legendary Defender Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Matt Holt & Sam Holt, Sam Holt & Shiro, Matt Holt & Shiro, Matt Holt & Sam Holt & Shiro, Pidge | Katie Holt & Sam Holt Characters: Matt Holt, Samuel Holt, Pidge | Katie Holt, Shiro (Voltron), Allura (Voltron), Keith (Voltron), Original Characters, Galran Soldiers (Voltron), Original Prisoner Characters Additional Tags: Canon-Typical Violence, Minor Character Death, Suicidal Thoughts, Angst, Rebellion, Resistance, Galra Empire, Female Pronouns for Pidge | Katie Holt, Family Reunions, Not Season/Series 02 Compliant, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, POV Outsider, Survivor Guilt, Hope Summary:
Here’s the thing about hope - it’s really easy to spread and tends to be one of the hardest things to kill. And a whisper of hope can do so many things; from making a good piece of art, to saving a life.
Hope can bring down an empire, if there’s enough of it in the right places.
Right now though, Sam Holt isn’t looking to bring down an empire. He just wants to live through this, with Matt by his side. But he has a whisper of hope, this ‘Voltron’ and maybe if he applies it in the right places…
Well they might not have enough to take down an empire but a prison colony seems within reach.
The epic Sam and Matt fic I’ve been writing forever is finally done.
It’s not canon compliment anymore but at this point I don’t give a damn. It’s done.
I live here on my knees as I try to make you see that you’re everything I think I need here on the ground. But you’re neither friend nor foe, though I can’t seem to let you go. The one thing that I still know is that you’re keeping me down. [ a season 2 kabby playlist ]
i bet finn isn’t quite sure what flirting consists of so he’s really blatant about it like “you’re really nice looking, you know that? like REALLY nice looking…. yeah.” all while smiling like nothing is out of the ordinary and meanwhile poe is red up to his ears and speechless
there’s words in my
fingertips but i am
there’s ghosts living
in my wrists,
in my elbows and knees,
in my heart.
there’s ghosts living inside
of me and i’ve become a
graveyard to the things
i cannot say aloud.
i believe in being brave because
what’s the point in living,
if you’re not living fully?
if you’re not living bravely?
but i am frightened, because
to say these words out loud,
means that maybe i'll
hear responses that'll
break my heart, and these
ghosts and i,
will be alone again.