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Alec Lightwood in Love Is a Devil

Anyone who cares about Max should be there. And that includes me and Magnus. Together.

  • Mantis: you feel sexual love *points at Gamora* for her!
  • Drax: she 👏👏👌 just 😂😂👏👌😂 told everyone 👀😂💯your 👀👀👀deepest 🔫🔪🔪🔫🗡 darkest ☻😅😂 secret
  • Peter: how did you do it it's a verbal conversation
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What can I say? That meme is just fucking hilarious

Idea/suggestion/whatever you wanna call it by @meowthvevo

Consideration of sexual color dimorphism in the Galrificus spacecatus

(Probably one among many such posts, rolling off the press :3)

So, now that we know what female Galra look like, I can’t help but notice something

Here are a few male Galra

Here are a few female Galra

Notice a big difference? Yeah, COLOR
With the kinda-exception of oddball Kolivan, male Galra are purple.  
K? They’re purple. Some are more lilac, some are more eggplant, some have markings that are *gasp* slightly paler shades of purple. Some are more violet, some are powdery bluish/lavender/whatever. But the theme?
Purple
Full stop

The ladies, however? We’ve got pink, blue, salmon, orange, teal, yellow. All sorts of markings in all sorts of colors

2 theories

  1. Make-up. All those face markings could be cosmetic. Which. Yeah, would actually be a super-fun idea, because pretty ladies & swag. However, I don’t think it’s the case. Because
    1. They’re on active military duty. Modern military and non-essential cosmetic alterations often don’t hang out together. 
    2. Well, if it’s cosmetic, then why aren’t any of the guys wearing it?
      (Again, argument can be made for Kolivan)

  2. All-natural skin pigmentation.  This, I think, is the more likely answer. AND it actually is more fun, because this means it could be an evolutionary holdover from Galra prehistory, perhaps even pre-sentience

Now. Take this journey with me, folks. Think of birds. Earth birds. Specifically, think of passerines (the sparrows, the robins, the birds-of-paradise, the bluejays, the swallows, etc. They flutter. They perch on stuff. They cheep, they sing, they squawk, they have a good time)

Remember their sexual dimorphisms? Remember how (not always, but often) one sex tends to be dull-looking, and the other tends to be pretty & flashy?  

There’s the courted, pursued, “stay at home/take care of the kids” half of the species. Typically, they’re very well-camouflaged (wouldn’t want to attract predators to their nests), and they look rather drab. They come in browns, grays… *whispers* perhaps purples?

And then, there’s the half that does the courting. And (once babies show up) they’re the ones who leave the nest more often, and who act (generally) as the breadwinners. THESE are the ones that usually come in bright pretty colors. Reds, blues, greens… salmons, oranges, pinks??

So.

If we go waaaaay back in time, to their civilization’s beginnings-  waaaaaaay back to when physical markings would have most mattered-  we could tentatively conclude a few things about this (perhaps matriarchal?? Idk, but just perhaps????) Galra society

Picture it with me: big, bright, strong, eye-catching, courtship-performing females, who strut their stuff(!!) for smaller, drabber, homemaker males.


So, (at LEAST) in terms of their great-great ancestors, I guess what I’m trying to say is


¯\_(ツ)_/¯ 

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Guess who’s back with another animatic >:D This one’s a work in progress, hopefully I’ll have time to polish it,,

(*Quiet chanting* sweet flips sweet flips sweet flips)

  • Tony: We're having dinner at Avengers' Mansion. Peter wants you there.
  • Wade: Oh?
  • Tony: I'm making spaghetti and meatballs.
  • Wade: Swaghetti and meatballs.
  • Tony: You're uninvited.
  • Wade: That's fair.
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25 years later and this joke is still relatively funny

Allura: I need to type in the coordinates to the Castle, Lance. Cover me.

(Lance summons his Bayard)

Lance: Oh, man. I mean, you know, I-I don’t want to kill nobody.

Allura: They’re just robots, Lance! It’s okay to kill them! They’re robots!

(Lance shoots at a Galra Soldier, blowing his leg off, and making blood gush out as he drops down in pain)

Galra Soldier 1: Aaaaah! My leg is shot off!

Galra Soldier 2: Dorlon’s bleeding to death! Someone call his wife and children!

Lance: They’re not robots, Allura!

Allura: It’s a figure of speech, Lance. They’re GALRA. I don’t respect them!