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Thank you for answering my ask! š
FIRST OF ALL!!! Uncas/ Alice from Last of the Mohicans movie YES!!!! 100% YES!!!!! ššš
Ok, back to business š
I do not know any of the foreing TV shows you mentioned š
All the shows I consume are actually foreing, because my country is quite small and I do not really like any shows they produce š
But if we talk about Western/USA made shows, here are some of my ships (I will use your list as a guide š, canon and not canon pairings by the way, most of them are not canon to be honest š¤£): Marvel: Bucky/Darcy (I do not even know if they actually meet in canon š¤£ Top 10 ships) Steve/Natasha Meredith Quill/Yondu Udonta Madisynn King/Wong (She-Hulk TV)
The Expanse (TV): Amos Burton/Praxidike Meng
Punisher (Netflix): Frank Castle/Karen Page
The Martian (movie): Mindy Park/Mark Watney
Alien (Covenant): Daniels/Walter (do I need to move this ship down to problematic? š¤)
Pride and Prejudice: Mary Bennet/Original Male Character (I just love to read about Mary and how she goes through life and maybe finds love)
Hobbit (Movies): FĆli/Sigrid (.... problematic age gap category? š¤ Top 10 ships) KƬli/Tauriel (.... same problem as above? š¤)
Gosford Park (movie): Mary MacEaachran/Robert Parks
Fargo (TV): Nikki Swango/Mr. Wrench
The Bear (TV): Sydney/Carmen (Like one of my top 10 ships!)
T U A (TV): Five/Lila (that's how we know each other š, Top 10 ships!)
Game of Thrones (TV and books): Brienne/Jaime Shireen Baratheon/Rickon Stark (they did not die! both are alive and well and when they are adults they will marry and live a happy life until both of them die together in their sleep of old age! YES I still have feelings about them, very strong ones! FUCK the TV show!!!! š¤¬š¤¬š¤¬š¤¬)
The Gentlemen (movie): Coach/Raymond Smith
Bridgerton (I only watched season 1!): Anthony/Penelope
Star Wars: Rey/Kylo Ren (Rise of Skywalker does not exist, Rey is still a nobody, fuck the whole story line that only special people/born of a special line of yedi/sith can be powerful! Fuck that storyline!! š¤¬š¤¬š¤¬š¤¬)
Pitch (TV): Ginny/Mike
Karppi (Deadwind -TV): Sofia Karppi/Sakari Nurmi (Top 10 ships)
Elona (Netflix Movies): Edith Grayston/Sherlock Holmes
Top Gun (movie): Robert "Bob" Floyd/Natasha "Phoenix" Trace (Bob is such a supportive co-pilot ššš)
The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel: Midge/Lenny
Star Trek Voyager: Icheb/Naomi Wildman Icheb/Q Junior (... problematic age gap?š¤)
Good Omen: Beelzebub/Gabriel Eric (Disposable Demon)/Muriel
Debris (TV): Bryan Beneventi/Finola Jones (Top 10 ships)
Willow (TV): Elora Danan/Graydon Hastur (Top 10 ships)
So to the more problematic pairings, because their canon power dynamics are kinda fucked up:
American Gods (TV): Laura Moon/Mad Sweeny (Top 10 ships)
Sicario: Alejandro Gillick/Kate Macer
Mad Max Fury Road: Slit/Toast the Knowing (do not know why I ship them, I just do. Found some great ffs and now they are my ship in the fandom š¤·āāļøš¤·āāļøš¤·āāļø)
Good Girls (TV): Beth/Rio Eddie/Annie
Harry Potter: Hermione/Draco
Wednesday (TV): Wednesday Addams/Tyler Galpin
Knives out: Marta Cabrera/Ransom Drysdale
Succession (TV): Lukas Matsson/Shiobhan "Shiv" Roy (I found one extremly good ff and that sparked this pairing for me! And let's acknowledge that both of them are terrible, terrible people, just ... so terrible š¤)
The problematic ones with age gap (so people can shit on my taste š
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New Year's Eve (movie): Ingrid [o]/Paul [y] (I just like their dynamics, what can I say š
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Firefly (TV): Jayne Cobb [o]/River Tam [y] (It is always a plus if the younger female character could kill her partner without even getting sweaty, and I do mean literally kill him š) River is such a great character, I love her a lot š
The Walking Dead: Daryl [o]/Beth [y] (again, I just like their dynamics, what can I say š
They made each other better people, I like that a lot in a pairing. )
Split/Glass (movie): You thought your pairing was problematic š
Mine is, besides Casey[y]/Kevin[o], Casey[y]/Dennis [o] š
Mare of Easttown (TV): Mare [o]/Colin [y]
Euphoria: ADULT!!!!! (so we do not misunderstand each other!)-Ashtray [y]/ADULT!!!!!Cassie Howard [o] (nobody dies, everybody get's be a an adult and have an adult relationship that is not abusive, looking at you Nate! That MF! š¤¬š¤¬š¤¬)
Game of Thrones (TV): ADULT!!!/QUEEN OF THE NORTH!!!-Sansa Stark/Sandor Clegane (HELLO, HELLO!!! šØšØšØšØADULT SANSA!!!! Let it be known!!! ADULT-SANSA!!!! Top 10 ships!)
Extra category of "problematic"??? Fallout (TV): Cooper Howard[o+ghoul]/Lucy MacLean [y] (because age gap and ghoul?!?! š¤·āāļøš¤·āāļøš¤·āāļøš¤·āāļø, Top 10 ships!š¤£)
So this list ends here š Definitly not complete BUT very, very long š¤£ I do not know if you find any other pairing you would like on my list. But maybe one or two š
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Hi, so you do not have to publish your respond or answer at all š But beside Five x Lila and Brienne x Jaime what other pairings do you ship? Much love š
Hi! šš»
I donāt mind answering- the main thing I use tumblr for is appreciating and talking about ships that I love so itās not an issue to answer this by any means :)
I havenāt watched a ton of new shows lately, mostly rewatching older favorites or watching new-to-me-but-not-new-this-year foreign tv shows. But I will put a few below (I liked the main couple in the foreign shows) and some of my older ships after that! š
Foreign TV shows (I donāt often find a lot of fanfic/ fan art for foreign TV shows comparatively but I loved these series):
-Love Between Fairy and Devil (cdrama)
-The Manny (Mexican TV show)
-Hidden Love (cdrama)
-Strong Woman Do Bong Soon (kdrama)
-Ever Night (cdrama)
-Love, Now (Taiwan drama)
-Tale of the Nine-Tailed (kdrama)
-Happiness (kdrama)
-Mischievous Kiss (jdrama)
-Boys Over Flowers (kdrama, but I like Ji Hoo/ Jan Di instead of the main couple of Joon Pyo/ Jan Di)
And several others, but those are the ones I remember at the moment.
Main ships from American and/ or western shows and movies (though I probably like others from the same franchise too):
-Marvel: Steve/ Peggy and Clint/ Natasha are my main ships. I really enjoy Bucky/ Sam too, but I havenāt ventured to them quite as much.
-Barney/ Robin from How I Met Your Mother
-Penelope and Colin from Bridgerton. Really liked Kate/ Anthony too.
-Carol/Daryl from The Walking Dead followed by Rick/ Michonne (admittedly I slowly lost interest in the series after Glenn died, & I think I mainly stopped watching after Carl died. But I love the ship still)
-Tony/ Ziva from NCIS
-Deeks/ Kensi from NCIS LA
-Rollins/ Carisi from SVU followed by Benson/ Barbara. (All 3 of which, NCIS/ NCIS LA/ SVU, I didnāt finish or donāt really keep up with regularly)
-Harry/ Hermione from Harry Potter
-Penny/ Sheldon from The Big Bang Theory (I probably stopped watching regularly after season 5 though)
-Chloe/ Oliver from Smallville
-Enola/ Tewksbury from Enola Holmes TV show
-Uncas/ Alice from Last of the Mohicans movie
-Casey/ Kevin from Split & Glass (theyāre one of my more problematic ships, TBH)
Cartoons/ Anime/ Comics:
-Starfire/ Robin from 2003 Teen Titans cartoon & the 1980s comics & live action tv show, also known as Dick/ Kory followed by Beast Boy/ Raven (or Garfield/ Rachel)
-Bruce/ Selina (pretty much any Batman universe Iāve seen)
-Naruto/ Hinata from Naruto. Shikamaru and Temari are a secondary fav for me.
-Ichigo/Orihime from Bleach. I also like Renji/ Rukia.
-Toph/ Zuko from Avatar the Last Airbender, but I prefer them as a post-original series couple. Sheās too young for me to want them together during the show. Katara/ Aang.
Pretty much any of the studio Ghibli main characters, though there are still a few films I need to seeā¦
Honorable mention to Lily/ Sebastian in the Love, Lies, & Hocus Pocus book series Iām currently readingā¦
Thereās probably a ton of other ones (certainly there are more shows/ movies I love that I donāt necessarily have a ship for or that I just didnāt have a ship I went to fanfic for) but these were the ships I most remember from growing up and/or from reading fanfic/ fan art in the last 10 years or soā¦
What about you? What are some of your ships? I donāt suppose we have any other overlapping ships or shows, do we?
And much love right back at you! š©µ
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heyyy loriii. so you said any character so may i have general shu fluff hcs? heal my soul.
{Hello my dearest Mari-chan~ Yes, I did say that and I'll be happy to fulfill your request in order to heal that wonderful soul of yours. I apologize for any oocness that may occur, research can only do so much, I'm afraid. So don't be afraid to point out anything that may be amiss to you, you do know this man more than I ever could}
Genre: General fluff hc's
Ship: Shu Itsuki x gn!reader
- Given the fact that Shu doesn't do well in facing the crowds under lives, I can see him sort of looking around to find you the entire time. And whenever he manages to spot you, he feels a little better about being in front of crowds.
- I know this one may be overused, but it's something everyone can see, I'm sure. That is, Shu entrusting nobody else but you with Mademoiselle, allowing you to hold her when he's busy with something. Safe to say, you both know and agree that Mado-nee is comfortable in your hands, and she knows it, too.
- Mademoiselle knows that you are the best thing to ever happen to Shu, so she has no qualms about being held by you for any amount of time, which makes both you and Shu very happy to hear
- We all know this man is going to want to dress you up, I mean come on. It's only natural. You're his precious s/o, why wouldn't he? But no matter how beautiful the outfit, Shu believes that they only serve to bring out your inner and outer beauty. As such, and he won't admit this very easily, you will always be the most radiant and unique form of art he has ever layed eyes on.
- If he wants to surprise you with an outfit, he will. Trust me, he will. Othertimes, if he wants you to be there, he'll ask first. He doesn't want you to be uncomfortable in any way, so if he has to ask to dress you up, he's going to. In front of people, not verbally of course but when it's only the two of you, I can see him verbally asking to let him dress you up.
- "When we get back today, I have the perfect outfit to dress you up in," is what I can almost quite literally hear him saying when you two are in public. To others, it may seem like he's forcing the idea of dressing up on you, but the silent 'if you want' is something you can pick up easily, and it always makes him happy when you agree to the idea.
- Now this hc of mine is particularly cute. We all know this man needs cuddles. And plenty of them. But I imagine after a particularly hard day, he's stressed, he needs your love, and he needs to rant. Normally he would be embarrassed, but if he's laying on your lap, ranting about the hardships of his day while you run your fingers through his hair and listen, he finds it's not so bad. He appreciates it tremendously, and he will leave little gifts for you to show it. So be sure to thank him, dears!
- When it comes to recieving gifts from you, handmade or otherwise, you know he's gonna scrutinize it. He'll try to find any sort of mistake that could have been made during the creating process, but if you know where to look, he keeps the gifts in perfect condition and hidden away to look at later. Unless it's food, cause he'll eat it no matter what. It's from you, he's not going to waste it, so don't you dare ever think otherwise!
- When it comes to pda in public, I can see him not really being all for it. Maybe some general hand holding, or quick pecks on the cheek but that's about it. But when you two are alone, he's affectionate, definitely. Cuddles, kisses, you name it. He may be embarrassed about it, but he loves giving and recieving affection. Lord knows he needs more of it for sure. So be sure to give him plenty, you hear?
That's all I have for this! I hope you enjoyed it, my dearest Mari-chan, and please feel free to request again! I'll be happy to fulfill your desires! If anything seems off, please let me know and I will write it down for future reference. Thank you for requesting, dolly dear, and do come again! Bye bye~
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Killing the Grassroots
My spouse and I were talking this morning about, of all things, lesbian and gay bars, and how theyāre dying out.
I was reminded of something in the tech sector. Thereās a saying: āEmbrace. Extend. Extinguish.ā Itās a method which big companies use to quash non-corporate innovation. Let me give you an example.
Letās suppose youāre looking at social media. Yāknow, like this. And you notice that all of our creativity is getting channeled into very narrow routes, censored to be palatable to as broad a market as possible, while the entirety of our social interaction is being analyzed for monetization and sold off.
Now suppose some group of hackers said āNo, not a fan of this.ā And they decide to build a resilient network of independent social media servers with a shared protocol in which thereās no central authority. Cool, right? This actually exists, BTW. Itās called the Fediverse. However, setting up a Fedi server is... not easy. Iām not going to say hard, and Iām sure there are a few people who will howl at the suggestion that itās not the simplest thing ever, but the reality is, it takes some decent sysadmin chops and resources which many people donāt have and donāt know how to acquire.
Now letās suppose a big tech company - say, Alphabet nee Google - looks at the Fediverse and says āHey! Thatās money on the table! Thereās profit to be made there! How dare that exist without being stripmined for every dollar!ā and they decide theyāre going to Do Something about it. Okay, what? Well... they decide to offer Fediverse as a service. While you and I canāt just set up a Fedi server, for Google thatās super easy. They start providing a free Fedi instance up to a certain number of users: sign up, select your settings, and go to town. You can have your own fully compliant Fedi instance in less time than it takes to get a quote from Geico. This is the embrace part. And it looks pretty cool. Fedi usage skyrockets. Which is great, because social media lives and breathes the user base - innumerable social media platforms have died of āBut nobody uses it, so I donāt use it.ā
Then, Alphabet starts āimprovingā it. Their Fedi instances now have functionality which the base book version doesnāt. Maybe it comes with access to a media server so people can upload images or video. Maybe improved user management tools, or an AI which makes moderation easier. Stuff that a big company like Alphabet can offer trivially but a bunch of hackers doing stuff in their spare time cannot. This is the Extend part. Having these features - including some which donāt entirely break general compatibility but which arenāt possible with non-Alphabet instances - means more and more people, eventually the majority of Fedi users, are on Alphabet-owned Fedi instances.
Then, Alphabet announces that they absolutely must change major underlying aspects of the Fedi protocol to support newer functionality. And theyāre very sorry, but it wonāt be backwards compatible. But, theyāre graciously migrating all the Alphabet instances to the new Fedi 2.0 protocol starting today! At this point, users either accept they are now on Alphabetās social media platform, or they jump ship only to discover that all the non-Alphabet Fedi instances have withered and died. This is the Extinguish part.
What does this have to do with Gay and Lesbian bars?
Obviously, I think thereās a similar dynamic.
See, āWe donāt want those queer bars around hereā is kinda a nonstarter.nowadays. That kind of blatant homophobia is not so tolerated anymore. (And, honestly, I donāt think itās necessarily about homophobia, at least among the people with money and power. Itās more about greed, and Iāll get to that in a bit).
But what does happen, in areas which used to be notable for gay and lesbian and general queer and alternative nightlife is, they get trendy. They become gentrified. More, trendier bars and gastropubs open up. The rents start going up. If a venue wants to stay in business they have to broaden their appeal. They end up dropping the aspects which appealed to alternative communities in order to get more mainstream business. It may not matter, of course: often a venue finds the building sold out from under them, bought by a development firm which intends to turn it into a mixed-use building with a craft burger joint and brewery, a health food store, and three stories of luxury condos above them.
The net result is, you go to Q Street in DC. Are there bars there? Yes. Do people still go to those bars? Yes. Do those bars retain any of the character which put that area on the map? No. Are those bars appealing to the people who made the area notable? Not even a little.
Now, I donāt think big companies are, as a general rule, homophobic or ideologically opposed to alternative subcultures. I think for the most part when they say they want to be inclusive they sincerely mean it. However, they honestly have no idea how to do that. The corporate animal exists in a world where profit is the primary if not sole motivation. Their notion of diversity is to put up a pride flag once a year; their notion of a safe space is post a code of conduct. And they are completely baffled as to why these things donāt work. But, so long as theyāre making money, theyāre not exactly interested in changing anything, either. Their goal was never to destroy alternative spaces, it was simply to consume them and extract maximum profit.
Remember: corporations are not your friends.
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The Naruto/Frozen Crossover
So I wasĀ planning on just doing an image ID thing for this post, but apparently the formatting on desktop is such a mess that itās easier to just make a new post thatās text only. I can also like. Bulletpoint it so that it can be a little neater. All ideas were made with @firebirdeternalāās help, because they are the most efficient enabler I have.
Also I added some bits at the end.
Under a cut, because itās Long As Heck.
I originally had two options: either Mid-teens Elsa and Anna being transported to ninja land sometime pre-canon and running into Haku and Zabuza... or just like. Born as a Daimyou's daughters.
Spoiler alert, weāve got nukenin and Iām a sucker for an intrusive crossover, so transported to ninja land it is.
Suggestion from Birdie:
Mechanism for crossover: Elsa ices over a Wishing Well by accident after having Wished for someone else who understood her, Anna and her fall in and get Ice Mirror Portaled to Ninjaland, falling out of an iced over pond near a shrine that Haku recently prayed at for similar lonely child reasons?
Which I like! They donāt end up there soon enough to run into Haku, because I want a dramatic chase first, but I like it.
Obviously, Anna is forced to learn about Elsa's powers because it's the only thing keeping them safe
Or at least alive
(Elsa will do ANYTHING to keep Anna safe, and if that means she has to get her hands dirty...)
...neither of them knows Japanese, so, you know. Thereās that.
I'm thinking that they end up in/near Kiri at first
And they aren't FAST ENOUGH to get away so Elsa panic-enchants a giant reindeer made of snow to run away across the suddenly-frozen ocean.
She and Anna have to ride and Elsa is probably crying the whole time.
Oh shit this is like. RIGHT after their parents die, I forgot. So thatās a thing! They are in mourning and all that funĀ stuff.
Point is, they use the powers for a Self Defense thing and BBY Haku is just !!! "Master can we rescue them for Ice Cousin reasons?" Zabuza: Yes, and only for those practical reasons and not because I collect endangered children like people collect pokemon cards.
I imagine that maybe they track rumors of a Yuki-onna down, or the Giant Snow Reindeer rides by and Hakuās just like Wat
The girls just tag along with Zabuza because. Like.
Do they like him? No. Do they trust him? No. Do they enjoy the fact that he considers them pathetic civilians? No.
However, Haku is Baby.
Zabuza is REALLY annoyed at them being Useless Civilian Royals ābut Haku likes them so I guessĀ they can stay.ā
Age at meeting, three years pre-canon:
Zabuza - 23
Elsa - 18
Anna - 15
Haku - 12
Elsa is 90% anxiety/depression master combo BUT if Zabzua protects her then she's WILDLY dangerous so like. Whatever
Elsa's bingo book nickname options, uninspired:
Winter Witch
Winter Queen
Ice Queen
Snow Queen
Something about a Yuki-Onna maybe
She's Very Stately and kinda breakable but Winter is her Bitch
I mean like, the fact that, if protected, she can shut down the agriculture of a fucking country?Ā That's an S-rank even if she's not that useful in a fight.
She's like. Jinchuuriki-level destruction. Generally speaking she wouldnāt. But she could.
Elsa:Ā What the fuck is a chakra? Elsa: my snow monsters are self-sustaining. Elsa: I'm gonna build us a house.
Zabuza has NO idea how her powers work and it is INCREDIBLY frustrating butĀ āthereās no chakra cost to keep these things going and we have shelters on demandā is too convenient to question after a while.
Haku: Delicate, deadly, incredibly fast ninja work. Elsa: I can't dodge a kunai but watch me wreck your entire country's ecosystem in under a day.
Elsa is a siege weapon.
Meanwhile, Anna is really, really into the physicality of ninja practice.
She's clumsy and she's not very good at ninja stuff, but she sure is determined!
Anna also gets on Zabuza's nerves because she keeps insisting that Haku get to be a kid.
Anna: Let's make flower crowns! Zabuza: No, he needs to train, not- Anna: FLOWER CROWNS
Consider: Haku saying Elsa-nee-sama and Anna-hime.
Or just calling ElsaĀ āonee-sama.ā
Anna is also younger than Elsa and way more Fun so she probably gets adjusted to Anna-chan or Nee-chan.
If Zabuza calls ElsaĀ āHime-chanā orĀ āElsa-himeā or, Sage forbid,Ā āElsa-sama/donoā then heās VERY MUCH making fun of her and heās probably getting his soup frozen that night.
At one point, Elsa... tries to like. Convince herself to have a crush on Zabuza or Kakashi or something until Zabuza just puts a hand on her shoulder and asks "do you even like men?" "...that's an OPTION?"
Zabuza urging her to try and ask out a Cute Kunoichi and Elsa's like.... I can't decide if she's bright red and a useless lesbian or uncomfortable and ace.
I am SO invested in the siege weapon thing.
SHE IS THE SQUISHIEST WIZARD.
It's not her fault that every single other combatant on the continent is Massively Dangerous in melee! She took a very traditional back-line build!
Enemy:Ā Doesn't it GRATE to protect someone so pathetic, Zabuza? Zabuza:Ā She literally froze an entire castle of enemies to death because they harmed her sister, so. No.
Most Ninjas: Sharp Knife. S-Rank Mega Ninjas: Gun. Elsa: High Yield Explosive Rocket Launcher. Literally loses fights to the Knife People, because she can't bring her power to bear on that scale. But if you can give her Time and Prep? No contest.
Long distance AoE
LikeĀ you know how Nagato is literally dying of starvation due to illness and can't walk, but he's also capable of leveling powerful villages more or less on his own?
Elsa is the same Vibe.
Itās like sealing a bijuu in a civilian.
She's honestly both more and less powerful? Like it'd be hard for her to kill everyone in Konoha in the snap of a finger? But also, she could starve out the Country of Fire in a summer.
She WOULDN'T, but she could.
I always read Elsa as gay or ace but my brain keeps trying to ship her with dude ninjas and I have to yank it back on a child leash.
People insinuate that Zabuza is interested in Elsa and he's just "What? Ew she's like five."
"I'm eighteen."
"Five."
BUT
Elsa! Might mistake trust and companionship for a crush!
I can see THAT happening despite gay/ace.
Also like. I donāt think Zabuza is straight.
So mlm/wlw solidarity?
And Haku is probs genderqueer.
So Anna is THE TOKEN STRAIGHT.
Anna is like, the Straight Friend who will go to the mat for her queer friends. Like vicious. In-your-face barking like a mean dog at people who were being bigots.
You know how Elsa in the second movie uses her powers to make toys for kids out of ice?
Okay, so her practicing by making things with Haku.
But yeah, Elsa can't really do "throws ice senbon," but she can do Delicate Geometry Things since she apparently, canonically studies math for fun and loves fractals.
Haku: I can trap you in a prison of ice mirrors, and you are at my mercy. Elsa: LOOK AT THIS CASTLE I MADE???
Haku wants to do Pretty Things like Elsa
OH.
Elsa makes... snow bunnies..
For the ninja distraction reasons but also because it's a Soft Thing that makes her feel better about, uh, everything. And Haku likes bunnies.
Zabuza still takes The Dirty Missions but Elsa gets upset when he does something that hurts innocents and Nobody wants Elsa upset. Even Zabuza doesn't want Elsa upset.
When Elsa gets upset, overnight accommodations are suddenly Very Uncomfortable for everyone except her and Haku.
And then Anna gets upset, which makes Elsa even MORE upset.
And then things just keep getting colder.
Zabuza doesn't want Elsa upset for many reasons, not limited to: "Is actually capable of killing me from outside of Sword Range if she's mad enough, even if itās not that easy" and "the Small Children would be unbearably sad if she died and honestly so might I."
She's more of a friend than a ward and he's not entirely sure he's okay with that.
Zabuza: "Ew, friendship."
He has absolutely no idea how to have a social interaction with people he isn't Bullying, Raising, or Threatening to Kill.
Elsa and Anna have no trouble convincing people they're related, at least. Different coloration with almost identical bone structure.
A tendency to burst into song when they feel emotions.
Identical weird accent that nobody can place.
FOOD
The girls are royalty, they don't know how to COOK.
But they also want food from HOME.
It's a lot of trial and error.
More error than not, since they have both no knowledge and also a language barrier to overcome. It probably takes YEARS before they can describe things like Unfamiliar Flavors well enough for people to say "OH that sounds like spearmint."
When they run into something they know thatās familiar, itās life-changing.
Chocolate is more common in the elemental nations than in Arandelle and Anna may or may not cry about it.
Anna is loudly bossy, even at Zabuza.
Zabuza is gruffly commanding, to everyone.
Elsa doesn't actually like being in charge, but when she talks, people LISTEN.
(Haku is just happy to be here.)
Elsa radiates two things: Anxiety, and Natural Command, and she basically just fluctuates between those.
"I don't want to be in charge but also I'm vetoing this."
So, obviously, the main reasons that Zabuza keeps the girls around is that Elsa is a living siege weapon and he thinks she could be convinced to help him run a revolution in Kiri, and also that the Ice Queen schtick is like. Really good for Haku and Zabuza canāt really say no to the kid.
HOWEVER, Anna is clumsy and messy and all that, so Zabuza starts training her in Ninja stuff. Elsa joins in on theĀ āI need to know how to Run Fast to get away from fights I donāt want to have in the first place,ā but Annaās the one thatās likeĀ āTEACH ME HOW TO SWORD.ā
Itās honestly not that hard to teach her, sheās just really, really, REALLY enthusiastic.
Once or twice someone asks why sheās so bad at this yet running around with an A-rank nukenin and Zabuzaās just likeĀ āIāve only had her for a year and a half, shut up!ā because itās not that heās a bad teacher, itās that she was a very pampered civilianĀ until like a week before he met her.
He should get a MEDAL for even getting her to low Chuunin.
Zabuza: I'm taking a job from Gato Elsa, who has Training in economics and politics and bureaucracy: I have a better idea.
This is actually not entirely what Iād do but I wanted to make the joke first ANYWAY hereās an actual plot or something.
Oh, also by this point everyone is Canon Ages so Elsaās 21 and Annaās 18 and Zabuzaās 26 and Hakuās 15.
Elsa is getting paid to keep the water from interfering with construction, by way of....
ICE COFFERDAM
Elsa with Haku as her Guard while Zabuza is off running his own mission? Which Anna begged to go on because Cool.
Elsa also kind of keeps her involvement on the ice front semi-secret by claiming sheās there as an engineering consultant.
LISTEN canon made her like geometry, I can ENTIRELY believe sheād be excited about the bridge-building.
Gato has hired someone else on the danger level of Zabuza, who is Threatening to Team 7 + Haku? But then when things look bleak Anna and Zabuza arrive and then Scary Sword Man is on our side and oh dear that's a lot of blood.
Which, you know, fun!
Birdie suggested Raiga which Iām not feeling but I do feel the need to bring up as an option.
Itās also not Kisame BUT
Kisame:Ā [giant lake dome filled with sharks]
Elsa: uhhhhhhhhhhh...
Giant lake dome:Ā [is now a giant ice dome]
Anyway
Gato: I'm hiring an army. Elsa: [giant ice wall around his compound] Gato: ... these guys can walk up walls! Elsa: [adds snowman guards] Elsa: ... Elsa: [adds a ceiling]
Just puts Gato's entire mob in a fucking snow globe.
Zabuza shows up twenty minutes late with (Throwing) Star(buck)s just like "Oh, they dead? No? Want 'em to be? Okay cool I'm gonna go pick up Haku, I'll be back in like an hour."
Anna would... LOVE Naruto
ENERGETIC FRIENDLY GOOFBALL
"I found us a baby brother!" "No, we already have Haku." "BUT LOOK AT HIM."
Anna is only a year or two older than Itachi.
OH RIGHT
I wanted to make a joke about how Naruto also vibes with her because he's less judgmental that she can't really... talk properly.
Sasuke is Judgy and Kakashi is Paranoid and Sakura is Uncomfortable.
Meanwhile Naruto is just like "And I Shall Scream."
Anna, who learned Japanese from Zabuza (rude) and Haku (uber polite): WELL FUCK YOU, GOOD SIR Naruto: YEAH WELL FUCK YOU TOO, LADY Elsa, overly formal: I am... so very sorry.
Anyway, generic missing nin fights and all that.
Elsa gets injured in the process and after a variety of arguments, Naruto manages to convince them to take her to Konoha for medical attention.
Elsa is... usually the one getting injured.
Zabuza and Haku are FAST and Anna is at least learning (even if sheās only been doing it for three years), but Elsa is The Squishy Wizard.
If someone throws a kunai... she canāt... really dodge...
So yeah, gut wound.
Normally they find a nukenin medic to patch them up but Konoha is reasonably closeĀ and has some of the more skilled medics on the continent and they DID technically help the Konoha nin so like. Gah.
Thatās Zabuzaās final thought. Gah.
JustĀ āFuck it, letās save the ice queen.ā
Elsa ends up in a half-literal-ice stasis state on the way there and itās happened before (it is not the first time sheās been stabbed), but itās always terrifying.
Especially to the Konoha genin who are just like WHAT THE HECK IS THAT.
So they get to Konoha, thereās a whole bunch of stuff about extradition treaties andĀ āyou are bringing a literal WMD of a woman into our townā andĀ āwe canāt just let MOMOCHI ZABUZA in.ā
Anyway, it ends up being that Zabuza has to wait outside the village while Elsa is treated inside, and one of the Teenagers goes in. Obviously, itās Anna, because Zabuza is INCREDIBLY UNCOMFORTABLE with letting Haku enter a village thatās known for having lots of bloodlines, and anyway, Annaās the sister.
Bunch of stuff, sheās healing, etc, and then one day Anna comes in and is toldĀ āyour sister had a bad reaction to the anesthetic, we couldnāt save her, Iām sorry, sheās gone.ā
She flips out, gets shown the corpse, flips out MORE, gets escorted out to the village walls where Zabuza and Haku are waiting.
Horrified reactions
Zabuza doesnāt want to admit that itās EMOTIONS because this is his FRIEND, he is clearly just upset about losing the living siege weapon.
Haku is just super confused and goesĀ āBut sheās not dead.ā
āWhat.ā
āSheās not dead, I can feelĀ her, I can alwaysĀ feel her, itās like sensing but just her, because weāre both ice. Sheās alive, somewhere over... there?ā
And points right in the direction of the Hokage Mountain, which for the purposes of this fic and also Drama is where ROOT headquarters is.
YEP we absolutely have that plot point.
Is Danzo overused as a plot device? Probably. Am I going to diabolus ex machina him anyway? Ye.
They kick up enough of a fuss that the Hokage gets called down.
He wouldnāt, normally, heād leave it to a couple of skilled jounin and call it a day, except Naruto got involved so like. You canāt. Ignore that.
Thereās lots of shouting.
Just like. A lot.
And then part of the mountain explodes!
AS ONE DOES
Elsa comes flying backwards out of the hole, catches herself on a spontaneous ice slide, gets to her feet.
Girl is swaying like MAD.
There are absolutely ANBU (both fake and real) coming after her.
At least one of them gets speared through by an ice spike.
Anna runs up to her, tries to hug her, gets batted away.
Elsaās staring at her in sheer TERROR and starts muttering something about how Anna died years ago, this isnāt real, etc.
Nobody except Anna understands most of it, but Haku picks up enough to translate when Annaās freaking out.
Elsa starts doing her Ice Castle thing in the middle of Konoha as a coping mechanism, mostly so she can get Up and Away and Shielded By Ice.
This is not a good look.
Especially because sheās singing,Ā which Zabuza always thinks is a bad omen because it means shit is getting real and one or both of the girls are about to get a powerup or be beaten even harder than otherwise. When they start singing, things get More Dramatic And Extreme).
(Zabuza does not like Disney Musical Rules)
Danzo shows up.
Thereās a bunch of arguing.
All the medics insist that nothing she was given at the hospital should have caused amnesia, psychosis, hallucinations, delusions, etc.
Itās. Not hard for Hiruzen to guess what happened.
Namely that Danzo, upon finding out that chakra dampeners didnāt do shit since none of Elsaās powers come from chakra, decided to keep her drugged up and start using genjutsu to make her more malleable.
Because like. An injured WMD just showed up in your village. What are you supposed to do, notĀ try to kidnap her and turn her to your side? Like, come on. What was he supposedĀ to do?
Not that, Danzo. Literally Not That.
IDK how it gets resolved, probably Anna getting to her with the power of love, because Elsa is ultimately Super Disney.
I also donāt really know where to go from there other thanĀ āMaybe Jiraiya can get you home, but also Iām pretty sure Zabuza wants you all to get the hell out of here and take over Kiriā but who knows.
Also
IMAGINE ELSA MEETING GAI.
Imagine Ino getting a puppy crush on Elsa.
IDK thatās it for now.
#Frozen#Naruto#Momochi Zabuza#Yuki Haku#Zabuza#Haku#mini fic#Phoenix Babbles#Crossovers#Phoenix Posts
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Hey, do you write for your ocs? Iād be interested šš
uM yeah I do actually!
So as of right now, I can ramble a bit about them and pray nobody really cares BWHAHSJDJDJ
Finn -> He/Him, 22 years old, Pansexual, and a Physics major. Really chaotic and honestly super into sports. Specifically Basketball and Volleyball. He can be arrogant at times and also slightly oblivious. He has heterochromia that you canāt see from how I drew him, and heās super fun to be around! He also has a grudge against Atlas.
Atlas -> He/Him/They, 21 years old, Homosexual, and an English major. Very sweet to people he trusts, a bit of an introvert. Scarred on his cheek from an accident involving a hunting trip and a pocket knife. He hates Finn because he finds him too arrogant and selfish.
River -> He/Him mostly but really doesnāt care, 22 years old, Bisexual, and a Business Major. Heās a bit of an introvert, sarcastic, and is a tad bit of a germaphobe. He wears a mask, gloves, the whole nine. However, he still lets other people touch him. Heās pretty good with jokes and is easily annoyed.
Ryder -> He/Him, 23 years old, Questioning, and a Photography Major. Hor nee I really have no way to describe him other than that. Heās very outgoing and friendly to those who are nice back. Heās also super overworked and chasing a passion heās constantly told wonāt get him anywhere.
Titan -> He/Him/They, 23 years old, Bisexual, and a Law Major. Really strict and down to business type person. Switches between being fun to be around and being super boring. He has no in between.
Jax -> Any pronouns, 22 years old, Homosexual, and a Programming Major. Super bubbly and outgoing, has Vitiligo and ADHD. Huge fan of dogs, like die hard dog fan. Also really enjoys reading and almost chose to be an English major. Typically comes across as Gay as Fuck to everyone but harbours a huge crush on Titan.
Irene -> She/Her/They, 21 years old, Lesbian, and a Communications Major. She is Finnās ex-girlfriend and they get along oddly well. Sheās super headstrong and doesnāt take anyoneās shit. She has a child, who though isnāt biologically hers, she cares for with her Significant Other.
Rusty -> They/Them/It, 22 years old, Attracted to Women, and a Biology Major. They are Ireneās significant other, their child - who is named Francesca but is called Frankie - lives with them in a small apartment. Theyāre deaf, speaking through writing or sign language.
Randoms ships i guess:
Rusty x Irene (Plot canon)
River x Ryder (Pending...)
Atlas x Finn (Idk if I rlly ship them BWHAHSH)
Titan x Jax (Mainly one-sided)
So yeah! I do write for my ocs, if u wanna request something!
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Day 4: Keith Claes
My boy Keith is the best boy out of the cast according to anitrendz, congrats!
I don't really have a lot to say about Keith. I don't ship him with Katarina, that's his sister. NOPE
He has strong af magic BUT he is physically meh. Noodle boy.
Thanks to Katarina he is more comfortable using his earth magic.
When he helps Katarina with her field, he usually uses his earth magic.
I like to imagine that as Katarina's little bro she taught him how to climb.
Looking at the flashbacks from this weeks episode(7) Katarina doesn't take care of her hair that much, so Keith likes to brush her hair.
He started to take care of his hair because he once read that girls like guys with good hair.
He spends more time with Luigi (Papa Claes) because he needs to prepare to be the future duke.Ā
He would say "SHAMELESS" whenever anyone tried to get close to Katarina, he doesn't want any of the other suitors getting close to his sis, SPECIALLY Gerald (I really miss muse from love live ok). Nobody is aloud to lewd his sister.
He develops his own version of the Katarina-glareĀ®, but it's based on the original (and way superior) Diana aka mama Claes glare. His version is way less intimidating but it works
He probably plays the trumpet or some other wind instrument (it would be way funnier if it was the tuba) maracas
He learns a lot of pop culture referencesĀ through Katarinaās weird rants
He wonders wtf Katarina is talking about sometimes
"What do you mean that we are not those type of cousins, you are my nee san?" - Keith
She is referring to this type of cousins
He really appreciates that Katarina is a social butterfly because now he has friends (he is not lonely).
He doesn't know why Katarina tries to keep him away from Nicol, they are just friends (right?)
Being oblivious runs in the family, he doesn't notice when someone subtly flirts with him.
He might is kind of shy, but once he can legally drink OH BOY, he turns into an unstoppable flirt.
As the president of Katarina mustn't end with Gerald club he holds a meeting once each month asking everyone else in the harem how's their romantic progress with Katarina. He wants the harem to play
He praises Katarina when she does something good, but if she asks him to be honest he can be savage af.
I honestly would prefer if they actually acted like real siblings(shitty AF but still willing to die for each other).
Katarina makes a lot of bro jokes with him, and he is moved by all of them, example:Ā
Katarina: bro, close your eyes
Keith: Okay onee san
Katarina: what do you see?
Keith: Nothing nee san
Katarina: that's my life without you
Keith, in tears: ONEE SAN!
Also this when Katarina is trying to write her Fortune Lover Manual:Ā
I have seen a lot of people ship him with Sophia, just because they want Sophia to be related to Katarina(at least let her fight for her love), but it makes a lot of sense if they don't end up with her. They would be a chill couple, they are not dramatic. They would visit Katarina a lot (she would kill someone with her butt)
On a side note:
The anime is making me ship Keith and Gerald, I'm not going to go further than that cause that's a whole can of worms that I don't want to open anytime soon.
#keith claes#hamefura#destruction flag otome#bakarina#villainess month#month of villainess#villainessmonth#my next life as a villainess#dude idk#i had a lot of homework
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The Feels Awaken, Part 2: The Fandomās Menace
Written by @jkl-fff, illustrated by me
PART I - PART II [Interlude]Ā - PART III (you are here) - PART IV [Interlude]
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Soos, excitedly setting up everything: Dude, I knew exactly what we should watch as soon as Stan said āmovie dayā. The prequel trilogy of Cosmos Conflicts! Iāve been meaning to show you them since, like, the first time you said you love the first two originals movies, and even more since we all sat down together so you could finally see Return of the Jelived, Bitch! The prequelsāre actually, like, seriously three of my all-time favorite movies ever.
Ford, actually smiling: Heh. I wouldāve watched them before nowā especially now that I know how keen you are to share them with meā except Dipper and Mabel would never let me. They kept saying they loved me too much to let me watch them, if you can believe it.
Soos: Well, I admit theyāre not the most popular with fans, yeah, but thatās just ācause, like, most people canāt handle this much raw, concentrated awesomeness.
Melody, deadpan on the floor: Uh huh. Thatās exactly what it is.
Soos: Itās like really spicy food; some people just donāt have aā whatcha call it?āsophisticated enough palette to appreciate the awesome sauce. Yāknow?
Melody, still deadpan: Most just arenāt refined enough. For sure. Yep. That explains it.
Stan, entering TV room: I got drinks for everybody!
Bill, right after him: And I got the popcorn! Letās jump right in to this glorious madness!
Melody, mildly surprised: You like these movies?
Bill, passing around bowls of popcorn: Absolutely! Theyāre one of the hottest messes in cinematic history!
Stan, passing around cups of soda: Mel, you sure you donāt want my easy chair? Itās no problem, really.
Melody: Lying flat is the best thing for my back lately. Besides, I can put my feet up in my honeybearās lap while he rubs them for me.
Soos, genuinely happy at this prospect: Sure can, honeybadger!
Stan, taking his seat: Well, if youāre sure. Cāmon, gremlin! [picks up Bill]
Bill, almost giggling: Whoahoho! Careful, Iām gonna spill!
Stan, setting Bill next to him (on opposite side of Ford): There. All comfy, kiddo?
Bill, deciding to settle in like a cat: Alright, yeah, Iām okay with this. Primo seating and everything!
Ford, making himself look straight ahead: Letās start it.
TV: George Dufasfilms Ltd. and 20th Century Foxups presents ā¦ Cosmos Conflicts, Episode 1! The Phantom Nuisance! [fanfare theme song plays, prologue crawls upward]
Ford: Wait, what? āTurmoil has engulfed the galaxy because taxation of trade routes to outlying star systems is in disputeā?! This is about freaking tax policy? And that leads to galactic turmoil?
Stan: Donāt know ābout you, but the IRS certainly causes me turmoil. [Soos stops rubbing Melodyās feet long enough to highfive him]
Ford, incredulous: This is a prequel, right? So why is all their tech more advanced? Why are there more and better droids?
Soos: Well, the Trade Union canonically uses droids more than other species. It only makes sense theyād create more advancedā
Bill: Because George Dufas has a robot fetish. Thatās seriously why. He uses the entirety of this film like normal people use hardcore porn.
TV: Master, I have a bad feeling about this. TV: Be mindful of the Living Force, my rattail-coiffed padawan.
Ford: Pada-what-now? Thatās not a word. Why didnāt they go with āapprenticeā orāheck!āāsquireā, since theyāre Jelived Knights?
Soos: Shhhhh!
TV: Gee thanks, Master, thatās certainly helpful and not at all vague. That advice will definitely help me be a diplomat, even though Jelived like us are more like killer, magic samurai-priest-cops. TV: Indeed, my superfluously-ponybobbed padawan, which is why we have openly worn our iconic bathrobes and lasercutlasses instead of even the most basic of disguises. Letting the Trade Union know the Senate sent trained killers will surely put them at ease.
Melody: Nope, theyāll try to gas you both now. Good thing they kept all that toxic gas in their air vents.
TV: My fellow crafty and greedy Trade Unionist insectoids. First, I raise a glass to our raceās abandon of our native customs and tongue in favor of caricatures of antiasian stereotypes and accents. TV: Hear hear! TV: Second, we have done well in executing our secret Shit masterās evil plan to blockade this world of minor socio-economic importance (for some reason), and to kill those two Jelived. They must surely be dead by now, so letās send in some droids to kill them further. TV: But, sir, theyāve only been in there for fifteen seconds. TV: OPEN THE DOOR, I SAY! AND SEND IN ā¦ FIVE DROIDS! TV: Sir, predictably, they werenāt dead, and destroyed the five droids. Now they are cutting through the door to our command center. TV: IMPOSSIBLE! SEND ā¦ TWO MORE DROIDS! NO, THREE!
Ford: Wasnāt the hangar full of battle droids?
Melody: Oh, the whole ship is. They just want the fight to be fair.
Ford: ā¦ what. [watches as Trade Union leader makes a call to Queen Imdolledupa] ā¦ What. [watches as she tells her council āI wonāt condone actions that could lead Planet Baboon to war, even if we have been blockaded for months at this point and theyāre clearly planning an invasionā] ā¦ What. [watches as invasion lands on opposite side of planet than cities] ā¦ WHAT.
Bill, grinning: Donāt worry. It gets worse. Much, much worse. Starting ā¦ right ā¦ now.
TV: Tank yusa for saving mesa from dose bombad battle droids, yusa Jelived who escaped da main starship by sneaky-sneaky on dat transport! Mesa love you! Mesa follow you forever and ever! TV: Master, I sense that this Jerkjerk creature will bring suffering to millions. May I please cut him down for the good of the Force? TV: No, my practically mulleted padawan. We need him alive, because ā¦ reasons. Probably related to merchandising. TV: Mesa take yusa to secret, bubble city of mesa people now!
Ford, through gritted teeth: Who the fffff ā¦ fuzz is that annoying frog-lizard-man, and why do I feel a collective unconscious urge to beat him to death with my bare hands?! Why arenāt the Jelived Force Choking him, or at least Mind Tricking him into leaving?
Bill: That is Jerkjerk Kinks, a monument to Dufasās amphibian fetish and the first reason the Twins wouldnāt let you watch this movie.
Soos, defensively: Heās not that bad! Heās got a good heart!
Melody, sighing: Oh, my sweet, innocent, naĆÆf honeybear ā¦
TV: Boss Gass, even though you dislike the humans who invaded and colonized your planet, and even though you live completely apart from them in your Plasmatlantis, you are symbiotic with them. TV: Mesa tinking yusa no understand what āsymbioticā means. TV: Well, if you wonāt help the humans, at least donāt kill Jerkjerkā
Ford, spitting out popcorn: YES, KILL JERKJERK!
TV: ābecause he owes me a life debt and is now basically my slave. Your gods and laws demand that his life belongs to me. TV: Mesa tinking it racist for yusa to claim to understand oursa laws and culture, white man. And to claim ownership of a sentient being (dat isnāt a droid). But yusa hair so fabulous and mesa so bored wit dis conversation, mesa give yusa Jerkjerk and submarine so yusa go. TV: Excellent. Now, to boat through the planetās watery core.
Ford: ā¦ That is literally impossible. Even if the core was water, the center would be denser than rock because of all the pressure. [watches as ship navigates past giant sea monsters] There would be no light, no life, no nothing down there.
Soos, patiently: Yeah, but itās fun. Thatās what matters.
Stan: I like how they just happen to pop up in the capital city, and how nobody notices them, even though itās occupied.
Bill: I like how the people of Planet Baboon put up absolutely zero resistance to the Trade Unionās invasion, despite all the forewarning they had since the blockade and from the invasion landing clear on the wrong side of the planet. If only Imdolledupa had been Mayor of Gravity Falls, am I right? Heh heh ā¦ heh ā¦ What? Too soon?
Ford, grimacing at Bill: Mmm ā¦
Stan, patting him: Gremlin, itāll probāly always be too soon for that.
TV: Master, thereās the Queen. How fortunate we came up next to her, and that the Trade Union decided to march her through the streets instead of simply landing a shuttle outside the palace. TV: Yusa big fortunate dey only escorted by six droids even dough hersa entourage has twenty people! TV: ā¦ Master, yet again I beg you to let me kill this irritatingā and youāre already gone ā¦ and the droids are already dead. TV: Majesty, I am Jelived Master Leam-Nee San. Come with me if you want to Jelive. Weāll escape this planet, take you to the Senate, and tell them how heated this tax policy dispute has gotten here. TV: You arrived at a fortunate time, Jelived, because they were about to make me sign a treaty legalizing their invasion of Baboon.
Melody: ācause thatād be totally legit, right? No coercion at all.
Stan, nudging Bill, whispering: Maybe you shouldāve forced Mayor Cutebiker to sign a treaty, eh?
Bill: Heh! But you just saidā
Ford, grimacing at Stan: Mmm ā¦ [watches as they find an unguarded ship and fly straight at blockade instead of around it; ship gets away, but with hyperdrive damage] Okay, why is that Jelivedāwhatās his name? Yuan-Mac Gragor?ā repairing the hyperdrive instead of a pilot? Is that supposed to be standard training for Jelived, or something?
Soos, shrugging: Seems like itād be pretty easy to pick up to me.
Melody: Well, yeah, it would be for you, honeybear. Mr. Handyman with the magic fingers! Aw, yeah, thatās the spot ā¦ Keep rubbing ā¦
TV: We canāt land on Hallowine, itās controlled by Pitsa-Hutts! Theyāre gangsters! It wouldnāt be safe for Queen Imdolledupa! TV: Iām sorry, non-Jelived person, I couldnāt hear you over how luxurious my hair is. And I donāt care what you said anyway. Now, Iām off to buy us a hyperdrive. Time and stealth are of the essence, so naturally Iām going to take with me a slow-rolling droid, my frog-lizard-man slave who is so idiotic he will step in every literal and figurative pile of doodoo, and this willful teenage girl. TV: Master Jelived, not to question your wisdom, butā TV: Good. See to it that you never question any Jelived ever again, for we are infallible and will take off your head. Tata for now.
Stan: Why take Jerkjerk? Dāyou think he was hopinā to sell him? Or maybe just ditch him?
Ford: Being amphibious, itās likely the extreme heat and dryness mightāve proved fatal to him. Perhaps the hope was heād drop dead.
Soos, whimpering softly: Why does everyone hate him? He just wants to help!
Ford, curtly: Because heās the worst, Soos. Heās just ā¦ the worst. [watches shadowy Shit Lord Farth Sidious bitch at Trade Union for letting the Queen get away, then dispatches Farth Maul to fix it; watches heroes wander into a desert town on Hallowine]
TV: How fortunate the first shop we enter has a hyperdrive for sale. Now to use my Mind Trick on the disgusting, pig-butterfly proprietor without once having the least of scruples about how unethical that is. TV: Ha! Mind Tricks wonāt work on me, only MONEY! Iām surprised you couldnāt tell from my Yiddish accent and hooked nose, human.
Ford, eyes wide in shock: Did they really justā
Stan, shaking his head: Mosesā
Soos, blanching: Oh, yeah ā¦ I, uh, k-kinda forgot about him. Sorry, dudes. I guess all the lasercutlass duels and space battles made me forget about the, um, antisemitic stereotypes.
Ford: Not ā¦ Not your fault, Soos. Weāll justā
TV: Are you an angel? I know it doesnāt make sense that angels exist as a mythological concept in our galaxy, but youāre really pretty, so ā¦ Iām a slave, by the way. So is my mom, though youād never know it since we dress like everybody else and get to walk around freely. I saved your frog-lizard-man friend thing from a brawl, by the way. My nameās Otherkin Skyjogger. Iām 9, but that doesnāt matter, angel. TV: Iām Padmy Resume. Iāll try to forgive you for saving Jerkjerk. TV: Is your friend with the magnificent hair a Jelived, angel? He has a Jelived weapon. Thereās a sandstorm coming, even though the air looks exactly the same as it did a while ago, so you should all come have dinner at my place. My mom wonāt mind, even though we have very little money for food, presumably, what with being slaves. TV: Why not? Storyās not going anywhere. Iāll get Leam-Nee San.
Bill, stifling a cackle at the next scene: (My favorite dialogue!)
TV: Queen, this is a holo-transmission from Baboon, even though we have no idea where your ship is because youāre hiding. Anywho, the Trade Union is awful, the death toll is catastrophic, the weather is a little humid. Please contact us; this is not an obvious ploy. Love ya, bye! ā¦ Wait, did I just say ālove yaā to the Queā TV: I know Iām just a padawan with a pointlessly stupid haircut, but Iām gonna tell your planetās leadership what to do now. *Ahem*. That was an obvious plot to learn where the Queen is. Donāt reply.
Stan: If I was that security office, Iād bitchslap that uppity teen.
Melody, warningly: Language.
Bill: Sorry, Mel, he meant to say āteenslap that uppity bitchā. [highfives Stan]
Ford: Pffhaha! *ahem* [watches Otherkin take them home and mother is all āSure, why not? Iāll give room and board to three strangers whoāve taken a not-at-all unsettling interest in my prepubescent son. Now for a dinner chat!ā] Wait, what? Did he seriously just say heās the only human who can rocket-chariot race? But racing is just ā¦ racing!
Bill: He just wants to impress the āangelā, so heās exaggerating. But she believes him even though heās 9 and obviously has a crush on her ācause sheās kind of a Dumasc.
Melody, more warningly: Language.
Soos, reluctantly: Actually, heās not swearing. Itās an in-canon term for āpoliticianā ācause the galactic capital is on Planet Dumascent.
Bill: And itās very political of herāgets them free room and board. Yep, that Dumasc aināt no dumbass.
Ford and Stan, cracking up: Pfffhahahaha!
TV: Thereās a problem, my should-just-get-a-buzzcut padawan. I found a hyperdrive, but couldnāt Mind Trick the owner to give it to me for racist and plot-related reasons, and itād be unethical to just steal it (and I just canāt be unethical). Nor could I buy it with a promise of higher repayment next week from Jelived funds. But, fortunately, thereās a rocket-chariot race soon, and if this 9-year-old Force Sensitive I just met wins ā¦ weāll get the money to buy it!
Stan, exasperated: What, does George Dufas also have a fetish for 80s sitcom clichĆ©s? Donāt answer that question, Bill.
TV: And Iāll win the kid as a slaveāJelived apprentice, I meanā because I unironically rigged a dice toss with my powers. I had to bet the Queenās ship, but Iām sure she wonāt mind if we donāt tell her. TV: Ah, but youāre going to use Jelived powers to rig the race, right? TV: What?! Never! That would be unethical and spoil the suspense! TV: ā¦ Master, Iām concerned your gambling addiction isā TV: What? Khshh! Canāt hear you! Khshh! Thereās a sandstorm! Oh, also, Iām transmitting the kidās blood sample through our radio. TV: Thatās not how radios work, Master, but okay ā¦ dum di dim ā¦ Got the results, and this kid has more midi-chlorians than Yoda.
Ford, suspicious: What ā¦ are ā¦ those?
Bill, grinning: The second reason the Twins wouldnāt let you see this movie. Heh heh heh ā¦
TV: My 9-year-old son is meant to help you in this dangerous race. Itās destiny, and stuff. Thatās why Iām so criminally permissive. Oh, did I mention his conception was immaculate?
Ford, jumping up: WHAT?! JESUS CHRIST!
Bill, grinning: Exactly. Space Jesus Christ.
Ford: Does ā¦ Does this mean ā¦ midi-chlorians ā¦
TV: Sir, you were talking to my mom about midi-chlorians? TV: Ah, yes, the omnipresent, microscopic organisms that confer the Force randomly upon some individuals, are not at all mystical or magical, and are probably your daddy, O Chosen One of the Jelived.
Ford, apoplectic: WHAT THE FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFā
Soos, whimpering softly: Oh, no! the Angry Wordsā¢!
Melody: Donāt you dare, Stanford Pines!
Ford, like a death metal singer: āUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUā
Melody: Donāt! You! Dare!
Ford: āNDAMENTALLY STUPID IDEA IS THIS CRAP?! AND HOW DOES FARTH MAUL KNOW TO CHECK THIS PLANET, BUT THE JELIVED DONāT SENSE HIS DARK PRESENCE?! I CANāT BELIEVE THIS BULLSHIā
Stan, as though his brother wasnāt screaming: Oh, look, Sixer. Itās time for the big rocket-chariot race.
Ford, breathing heavily: If this isnāt the best race ever, I swear ā¦ [watches race] Okay, yes, that was genuinely exciting.
Soos, relieved: Hooray!
Ford: Enough that Iām going to overlook the sabotage in front of a stadium of spectators, the fact it didnāt actually impede his winning, the ludicrousy of Otherkin catching up to but not passing his rival, and Java the Pitsa-Hutt being shown sleeping through the race. I mean, really? Why would you suggest your own film is boring?
Melody: To be fair, this is basically space NASCAR, and earth NASCAR is boringer than golf.
Ford, muttering to himself: More boring ā¦ Grammar ā¦
TV: Alright, my shamefully beardless padawan, take the hyperdrive and everyone else back to the ship while I make Otherkin say goodbye to his mother forever and ever and ever. TV: About that, Master. Why donāt we just take her with us, too? I mean, slaveryās incontestably morally abhorrent, and weāre Jelived and can screw the consequences of most our actions. TV: What?! Never! TV: Because itād be unethical to steal someoneās property, Master, even if that property is a sentient being? TV: Well, that, and we already have one major woman character for this whole trilogy. Why would we have more than one woman?
Melody: Grrrr, sexism ā¦ Makes me always hope Maulāll kill him.
TV: Goodbye, son. Jelived, promise youāll take care of my son? TV: What? Sorry, I couldnāt hear you over how opulent my hair is. Anyway, tata forever. Come along, Otherkin. TV: I love you, mom! Iāll never forget you!
Stan, looking sideways in surprise: Gremlin, are ā¦ are you crying?
Bill, swiping at eyes: W-what, me?! No! Not like goodbyesāre s-sad! I just got, um, some g-glitter dust in my eyes ā¦ All Mabelās fault the stuff is freakinā everywhere in here ā¦
Stan, putting an arm around him: Heh. Tell me about it, kiddo.
Ford, silently glancing sideways at Bill: (ā¦ hmm ā¦)
TV: Excuse me, Yuan-Mac, but isnāt that a Shit Lord attacking your master right outside the ship? Shouldnāt you go help him? TV: I would, but this chairās just too comfy. If I get up, you know Imdolledupa will steal it (that bitch!). Besides, look, Leam-Nee San got aboard the ship just fine. Oh *sigh* and so did his new slave boy. Guess I should go introduce myself to that homewrecking hussyā er, kid! I meant kid ā¦ Hello, Master and filthy slave boy. TV: Ah, my worst-hair-of-the-three-of-us padawan, meet my new younger and cuter padawan, Otherkin Skyjogger. The Chosen One. Iām sure you two will be best friends and as close as brothers. TV: Hi! (Iām daddyās new favorite. Die jealous about it.) TV: Hi! (I will throw you into a volcano the first chance I get.) TV: I knew you two would hit it off. But I wonder who that person in black with a red lightsaber was who attacked me just now ā¦ Well, Iām off to bed. Donāt stay up too late becoming best friends.
Ford: Does he really not pick up on them hating each other then?
Soos, confused: Whatāre you talking about? They get really close.
Ford: Pff. Yeah, which is why Farth Vaper strikes him down in the original movie, right?
Stan: Eh, whatās a little strikinā down between brothers?
Melody: āSpace is cold,ā Padmy Resume says to the kid. Like, donāt they have temperature controls in their ships?
Bill: Donāt forget, this was āa long time agoā. They hadnāt invented space heaters yet.
Ford: Ha! Hahaāer, *ahem* that was ā¦ that was clever. [watches them land on Dumascent, a planet-wide city] That ā¦ is also impossible. Completely unsustainable. Without trees, how do they breathe?
Bill: They export all their CO and CO2, and import ā¦ everything, pretty much. Oxygen, food, water ā¦ Itās the reason they named the planet Dumascent; theyāre allā
Melody, warningly: Donāt say it.
Bill, silently mouthing at Ford: (ā¦ dumbasses.)
Ford: Heh heh ā¦ [watches Imdolledupaās retinue go with Baboon Senator Shiv Saltine while the Jelived threesome goes to the Temple and tests Otherkin]
TV: Esteemed fellow Senators, I havenāt made a big deal about it, because I kinda suck at my job, but Baboon was invaded recently. I now introduce Queen Imdolledupa and Representative Jerkjerkā
Ford, sarcastically: Well, he certainly is qualified.
TV: āwho will speak on my planetās behalf, thereby rendering my presence here as a Senator utterly redundant. Majesty? TV: Iā TV: IāM THE SENATOR FROM THE TRADE UNION, BECAUSE IT TOTALLY MAKES SENSE A COMPANY HAS EQUAL REP WITH INHABITED PLANETS, AND I NOW FORMALLY MAKE A MOTION OF āSHUT UP, BITCHā! TV: Motion is seconded. The bitch is hereby required to shut up. TV: ā¦ Okay, yāknow what? Screw yāall bureaucrats. As queen, I raise my planetās middle finger at all of you. Now, Iām going back to do what I shouldāve done months ago ā¦ fight the invaders! TV: Mesa going wid you? TV: Sure, why the space heck not?! Weāre out. Peace between worlds!
Melody, raising a fist: You go, girl! Better late than never!
Bill: And the moral of the story is that democracy doesnāt work.
Ford, dubious: Thank you, Farth Cipher. Anyway, if we get lucky, Jerkjerk will die painfully in the coming battle.
Soos, whimpering: Heās just doing his best!
TV: Spoken, the Jelived Council has (meaning a decision, Iāve made with Master Sa-Myul Jaxon, which abide the other masters will, if whatās good for them, they know). Your padawan, Otherkin wonāt be. TV: Master Jaxon, for clarityās sake, could you explain why not? TV: Our code forbids someone as old as he is be trained. For reasons. Our code forbids you having two padawans at once. For reasons. TV: And much fear in him, we sense. Which bad, always is. TV: But, Master Yoda, his midi-chloriansā
Ford, jumping up: RRRAAAAAARRRGHGHGHGHGHGH!
TV: āand heās the Chosen One prophesied to bring balanceā
Ford: WHO EVEN MAKES THESE PROPHECIES?!
TV: āand itās kind of hypocritical of you to say his fear is bad even as you are all too afraid to let train him be trained. TV: Clutching my pearls, I now am! A scandal, this is! TV: The council forbids you training him, Leam-Nee San. TV: Huh? Sorry, Master Baldy, I couldnāt hear you over how sumptuous my hair is. Oh, and now my middle fingers are up for some reason. Strange ā¦ Well, better go train Otherkin. Iāll start by taking him to the soon-to-be Baboon warzone. Tata, bitches.
Bill: I guess we call that Leam-Nee Sanās act of ā¦ HAIResy!
Ford and Stan: Pffhahaha!
Melody, annoyed: The prophecy (we almost never hear about again) is to bring ābalance to the Forceā, right? Why do none of them ever consider that might signify strengthening the Dark Side? I mean, Jelived are kinda dominating the galaxy right now, and are always trying to stomp the Shit out of existence.
Ford and Stan and Bill, uncontrollably: Hehehehehehehe!
Soos, plaintively: Why must we always question it, dudes? Why canāt we just enjoy it?
Stan: ācause theyāre flyinā back to the planet without any trouble. Look, the blockade is gone. Where the heck did it go?
Bill: They got sucked into a black plot hole. Lots of those in space.
Ford: And they just happen to land in the swamp right where all the frog-lizard-men are hiding?
Bill: Donāt forget George Dufas made good actors act woodenly. See?
TV: Boss Gass, I woodenly beg you to help us. To be our allies. After this, weāll return lands and first-class citizen status to you, even though your people are slimy and inferior non-humans. TV: Hmm ā¦ Wesa live in a bloody swamp. Wesa need all the land wesa can get. Okay, wesa fight wid you, and Jerkjerk is a general.
Ford, sarcastically: Well, he certainly is qualified.
TV: The planās for us to sneak into the palace via secret passages that of course it has. While one team seizes the Trade Union leader, 12 pilots will take on the blockade that just barely reappeared. Well, itās just one ship for some reason now and not a blockade. So, yeah, 12 should be enough. Meanwhile, Boss Gassās and *snicker* General Jerkjerkās armiesāll be a cannon fodder distraction. TV: Mesa have no qualms wid taking on a better armed force. TV: Good, because you blinked and weāre in the palace already. TV: Oh, blast. I was going to leave you on the ship, Otherkin, but the Queen scene-transitioned us here too quickly. Okay, listen. I want you to find somewhere safe to hide, alright? TV: Yes, daddy. I mean, Master Leam-Nee San. TV: Uh, daddyāI mean, Master? That Shit from Hallowine is back. Should I have the Queenās troops gun him down? TV: No, my why-didnāt-you-get-a-haircut-on-Dumascent padawan, we will seductively slip out of our Jelived bathrobes and duel him despite his badass, double-ended lasercutlass. BONZAI!
Ford, excited: Finally, the good stuff! [watches movie cut back to Jerkjerk; his peopleās shields stop blasts, but not droids and tanks rolling right through them] ā¦ what. [watches Otherkin hide in a ship, activate it on accident, fly it into the heat of a space battle on accident, not get shot down but rather shoot down bunches of droid ships on accidentābecause the Force and because rocket-chariot racing and because fuck the audienceā āI have no idea what Iām doing. Iāll try a spin; thatās a good trick.ā] ā¦ What. [watches Jerkjerk shoot more enemies than all the stormtroopers in the original trilogy combined on accident, explode some on accident] ā¦ What. [watches Otherkin crash land inside the Trade Union ship on accident blow up its power core or something on accident, escape on accident] ā¦ WHAT.
Soos, unironically: Hooray for Jerkjerk! Hooray for Otherkin!
Ford: Boo for Jerkjerk! Boo for Otherkin! Why arenāt they dying?! [throws handful of popcorn at screen]
Bill, excitedly joining in: Woooooo! Anarchy in the living room!
Ford, ranting: Why are all the droids shutting down?! Why would anyone design battle droids without independent operating systems?! Why isnāt there at least one other battleship with a backup for them?! And where the fffff-funky music is my lasercutlass duel?! [watches Queenās retinue capture the Trade Union leaders āYour invasion of the planet we invaded is over, immigrant sc ā¦ um, I mean, Asian sc ā¦ uh, no, thatās much worse ā¦ Well, anyway, itās over, you scum who arenāt white or that token black guy!ā]
Stan, blinking in surprise: I donāt remember this movie beinā so racist the first time I watched it. Was it always like this?
Ford, throwing more popcorn: Get to the Jelived already! [watches legitimately epic duel with great choreography progress from starfighter hangar into some sort of massive power plant] ā¦ What is a power plant doing inside the palace?
Soos: Shhhh!
Bill: Well, on Baboon, the palace is the seat ā¦ OF POWER!
Ford: Ha! Indeed ā¦ Wait, why is there a corridor of laser doors? And whoās turning them on and off? Are they on an automatic timer, or something? Thatās a terrible security design.
Stan: Especially since what theyāre guarding is just a dead-end room with a gaping, bottomless pit.
Bill: Lady and Gentlemen, I give you ā¦ the movieās plot hole!
Ford and Stan: Pffhahahahaha!
Soos: Guys, cāmon! Youāre spoiling the emotional climax!
TV: DaāI mean, Master, Iām stuck behind a laser door! Hold on! TV: Not to worry, Iāve got this well in hand, my less-thanāGah! Oh, look at that ā¦ Iāve been impaled ā¦ Huh ā¦ Down I fall ā¦ TV: DAAAAADDDDDDYYYYY!
Ford, surprised: Wow ā¦ I actually am moved right now ā¦ [watches Yuan-Mac Gragor attack once door opens, get kicked into the pit but catch onto a convenient pipe thing or something]
TV: Itās over, Jelived. I, Farth Maul, have the high ground. TV: What a stupid thing to say, Shit Lord murderer! You will pay!
Ford: But how can Yuan-Mac Gragor possibly defeat him now? [watches him connect with the Force and do a flying backflip while drawing the lightsaber to him ā¦ and cutting Maul in half] OH, BULLSHIT!
Melody: STANFORD PINES!
Ford: The whole fight scene was the coolest except for that ending! Maul just stood there with his guard down let himself get killed off like a little bitāum ā¦ idiot. A genuinely intimidating villain, gone without a chance to develop, and in the least satisfying of ways!
Bill, casually: It was assisted suicide, really, ācause he couldnāt bear to live any longer in a universe where George Dufas is his god.
TV: Daddy! Master! Iām here! Hold on, please! TV: Listen ā¦ my first padawan, my first son ā¦ you must train him. Otherkin is the Chosen One ā¦ will bring balance to the Force ā¦ TV: I promise. No matter what. TV: And you must ā¦ get rid of that rattail, grow a proper mane ā¦ Itās important ā¦ for being a badass Jelived who donāt give a crap ā¦ TV: I will. The most magnificent mane ever, I swear. TV: Finally ā¦ most importantly ā¦ make sure to bury me ā¦ with winged eyeliner ā¦ *death rattle* TV: NOOO! I mean, Iāll do that, yes, of course. But NOOOOOOO!
Soos, tearing up: *sniffle* He was such a good Jelived.
Bill, evilly: I think you mean āJediedā.
Ford and Stan: Pffhahahaha!
Bill: And donāt you meatbags usually consider owning slaves to be something that disqualifies a person from being good? Like, he had two of āem. Speaking of, you think this means Yuan-Mac Gragor inherits Jerkjerk? Is he legally permitted to euthanize him now?
Melody, considering that: I think the life debt is fulfilled now.
Soos, muttering: (You dudes all suck ā¦)
TV: Come to Baboon, I have. Along with Senate soldiers to arrest the Trade Union (now that matters, Senate involvement does not). TV: Thank you, Master Yoda. That means a lot during my grief. TV: Out of pity, promote you to Knight we do. Also, more impressive than our lame, traditional trials killing a Shit, we consider. So ā¦ TV: And may I take Otherkin as my padawan? Just so you know, I made a deathbed promise to train him, so Iām going to anyway. TV: Changed their minds for no reason, the other councilors did. Little bitches, I consider them to be ā¦ But no reason, I have really to oppose his training. Other than that grave danger, I fear in his training for us all. For foreshadowing purposes, you understand. TV: Arenāt you always saying āfear leads to the Dark Sideā? TV: Like your master, you are. Meaning go screw yourself, you can.
Stan: Convenient decision, aināt it? Oh, time for the funeral.
Bill: Iām always amazed and, to be honest, a little jealous at the caliber of the winged eyeliner they get on Leam-Nee San.
Stan, shaking his head: Can you believe Yoda and Sa-Myul Jaxon are discussing Jelived business during the guyās funeral? Thatās just inconsiderate, is what that is. And why would the Shit follow that rule of two, anyway? I thought they were anti-Jelived.
Soos, dismal but unable to not answer: ācause they know treacheryās gonna happen sooner or later. One apprentice means only one person to keep an eye on.
Ford, derisive: Why not? Makes as little sense as everything else. Oh, theyāre having a parade now. And ā¦ thereās a glowing orb? Why is the Queen giving a glowing orb to Boss Gass?
Bill: For his coffee table. Itāll make a great conversation piece.
Ford: Or would, except heād then have to tell this awful story. Just awful ā¦ But the rest of the trilogy, it has to be better, right? It couldnāt possibly be worse.
Bill, smiling evilly: Heh heh heh ā¦ You say that now ā¦
Soos, sulking: ā¦ I guess if you wanna watch āem, we can.
Melody, picking up on her husbandās dejection: Can we leave the movies with them, honeybear? Iām starting to not feel well.
Soos: Uh, sure thing, honeybadger, if you like. [gets up, helps her up, goes out the door with her] Um, see you dudes tomorrow!
Stan, with a tinge of regret: Yāthink maybe we hurt his feelings ragginā on the movies so much?
Ford, realization dawning: He ā¦ He did say theyāre three of his favorite movies. Though I fail to understand why or how ā¦ All the same, perhaps I was being insensitive ā¦ again ā¦ [sighs, shrugs] Oh well. Heās not here anymore, so I suppose we can be as unbridled in our ragging as we want. And tomorrow, weāll make it up to him. Somehow ā¦ Shall we put in the next one?
Bill, excitedly: 79 Hecks yeah! Oh, wait, theyāre both gone now.
All three together: We can swear for real!
#little monsters au#the feels awaken#bipper#ford#stan#bill cipher#writing#fanfiction#this entire thing man#i have barely watched a star wars movie in my life and this is still so funny to me#submission
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You are Wrong about Lotor
The advertisements for this season promised to blur the lines between good and evil and delivered exactly that. By the conclusion of Voltron Legendary Defender season Six our paladins have apparently killed the only true hero in this show, destroyed their only access point to unlimited clean energy, and kickstarted a civil war in the Galra Empire. Team Voltron, has become the villains.
Whatās that?
Doesnāt sound like we watched the same show?
Let me explain.
The writing and framing this season were truly incredible. Meticulously calculated to provide just the right information at just the right time to draw the exact wrong conclusions. It aims to provoke a violent emotional reaction in the viewer and discourage them from thinking critically about what theyāre seeing. Even better, itās a double trick, as additionally, our protagonists in the show fall into the same trap. Itās so incredibly meta, to have your audience make the same, independent conclusion as your characters.
Itās emotional manipulation at itās cruelest, and this is only the first of the one-two punch thatās due to land itās second hit next season.
Because team Voltron is wrong about Lotor, and so are you.
To cut to the chase, the story the narrative wants you to conclude, is that Lotor is keeping a group of Alteans hostage to systematically drain them of quintessence for use in his experiments.
Iām going to tell you right now, thatās not whatās happening.
Romelle is either hopelessly naive or malicious: she straight up admits to only knowing parts of the truth. Suspiciously, she is the first and only person Keith and Krolia encounter, but just so happens to be the only person privy to the ādark secretsā of the colony. What luck! Of course, they must avoid interacting with the other Alteans who reside in the colony, as nobody else would believe Romelle if she told them. Convenient. Ā As far as I am concerned, everything she tells them that was not also directly witnessed by Krolia and Keith is suspect.
Speaking of, how is it, exactly, that we know Lotor is extracting quintessence from these people? Hmm? Do we have any concrete proof? No. Keith jumps to conclusions. Keith shoots first and asks questions later.
Upon discovering the emaciated Alteans in the pods Keith immediately declares that Lotor must be harvesting their quintessence. We see no actual quintessence in the lab, and by the accumulation of dust it appears that the facility has been unused for quite some time. Logically, the quintessence that the blade intercepted, and that Keith and Krolia have been seeking the source of, had to have come from somewhere, but that place isnāt this lab. But, this is no time for logic; Keith, Krolia and Romelle race off to the Castle of Lions to confront Lotor.
Sendak was absolutely correct when he said that the paladinās greatest weakness was that they value the lives of others. Because just the suggestion that some innocent people may have lost their lives is enough to prompt the paladins to ambush someone, guns drawn, who has thus far proved himself a powerful and valuable ally. They ask Lotor exactly zero questions and donāt allow him the time to explain themselves. And it was the idea alone that caused them to act, because at no point did they seek out any proof whatsoever!
Allura alone I will grant some leeway in her reaction.
I 100% understand why Allura reacted the way she did, after all the shit sheās been through. Sheās only just managed to feel that not all Galra are as monstrous as Zarkon. Sheās fallen in love with his own son, and sheās hoping with everything she has that heās really a good person. Iām sure there was still some residual fear there, it canāt have been more than two years from her perspective since everything sheās known and loved was taken from her. It takes so long to shake a trauma like sheās been through, and many people never fully do. And when she discovers that Lotor has been hiding the existence of other Alteans from her? That he admits to having to sacrifice a few? That fear and anger flared up.
Itās conspicuous, that circumstances conspire to both render Lotor unconscious and to remove him from the castle before he can explain himself. He doesnāt even hear half of the things that heās been accused of doing and so wouldnāt know to deny them. No one ever, at any point, asks Lotor if heās been harvesting quintessence from living Alteans. Weāre left waiting to hear his side of things, and then, the next thing he says referencing Team Voltron is this:
āZethrid, Ezor, my deepest apologies for lying to you both. But in order to gain the princessās trust, and make the paladins of Voltron believe we were truly at odds, it had to be done.ā
This comes at an interesting place in the narrative. Seemingly confirming that Lotor has been manipulating Team Voltron the whole time, and thus invalidating the sincerity of any of his prior actions since splitting from his generals. Because it follows immediately upon the horrific accusations he was denied the chance to refute it also tricks us into thinking heās admitting to them. After all, if heās been faking this entire time, what couldnāt he be capable of? Except. This apology is itself a lie.
In fact, regardless of whatever understanding Lotor and Axca have between them, it is impossible for them to have been working together at any point between Axcaās betrayal at Daibazaal and The Generals allying themselves with Haggar; after the point in which Allura and Team Voltron began extending some trust to Lotor. While itās possible - even probable - that Lotor and Axca may have had contingency plans for faking a split between the generals and Lotor, and some of those plans may have included attempting an alliance with Voltron, there are far too many moving pieces for all that transpired between them to have been planned ahead of time. Far too many opportunities for one or all of them to have died. And, consistently, Lotor puts his own survival and that of his loyal allies above all other priorities.
Simply put, if the generals hadnāt been recruited by Haggar they would have been executed. If Axca was loyal to Lotor at this point she would have had no good reason to risk her life by returning to the empire, especially when Lotor had just killed Zarkon.
He says this when he does because he needs Ezor and Zethrid to not fight him over returning to the Castle of Lions. His words towards his generals, notably using āpowerā instead of āpeaceā, are chosen to convince them to work with him again and to give the impression that he has control of the situation and a plan - which he absolutely does not.
We know this is a facade, because the moment Lotor comes face to face - or ship to lion - with Allura again he drops it and reverts to language and mannerisms heās been using before with her. But heās doing this openly in front of his generals and theyāre visibly perplexed.
Lotor rushes back to the Castle of Lions to attempt to reason with Allura. He loves her, and he's willing to put aside his pride and plead with her in front of both of their teams. You can hear the panic in his voice as he tries to hold it together.
And then Allura accuses Lotor of being worse than Zarkon. Everything after that, isn't really him. He has a mental breakdown. Heās had every support ripped away, and 10,000 years worth of repressed pain and anguish come crashing down on him. He's lost everything that matters to him, had the one person he though he could trust, the woman he loves, accuse him of his own greatest fear, and he's hurting.
In meta about prior seasons Iāve seen it expressed that itās a miracle that Lotor escaped his upbringing as apparently put together as he did. Heās paranoid, and occasionally willing to go against his own moral code if it means surviving another day, but surprisingly stable.
Well, it turns out he isnāt. Lotor fairly obviously has some degree of mental illness, and it unfortunately contributes to his decline in the season finale. At the risk of getting too personal in a fandom meta post, Lotorās breakdown is eerily familiar to me - and I would expect many other fans with experience with mental health issues as well. I too have had crisis like that, complete with screaming, ranting and threatening to kill everyone whoās ever even so much as looked at you funny.
This whole situation went to hell because team Voltron has a history of making decisions based on emotions rather than logic. So far, itās worked out pretty alright for them, but thatās about to change. Theyāve lost their home, their best chance for stability and avoiding a civil war in the Galra Empire, and a loyal friend. Because they let their emotions get the best of them and couldnāt take fifteen minutes to sort out their facts from their fears.
The only negative thing. The only negative thing Lotor admits to, is that āmany Alteans perished in [his] quest to unlock the mysteries of quintessence.ā He does not say how they died, he does not say he killed them, he doesnāt even say that their deaths were intentional. For all we know, they died in a lab accident. Those Alteans in pods? Among the many functions pods like those are established to have in VLD are healing and cryopreservation. We donāt even know that those people are the deceased Alteans in question. We donāt even know if theyāre dead!
The one and only time we see the blue quintessence used as intended in show is when Lotor uses the last of his supply of it to energize his Sincline ship and attempts to pass through the gate for the first time. In response to Zethridās concern that this is the last of their concentrated quintessence Lotor states that once they get into the rift they will have access to an unlimited amount of it. Therefore, it stands to reason that the white quintessence found in the rift contains the same properties as the blue of unknown origin. But that the yellow and purple the Empire uses apparently does not. Ā Lotor doesn't need the quintessence in the rift for the empire: he needs it for the Alteans. He's not manipulating anyone, his goals are the same as theirs: peace and free energy for the universe. While itās likely the blue quintessence does have some relation to the colony, whatever that is, there is currenly no evidence whatsoever that itās being extracted from sentient beings. Heās clearly looking for a replacement source as it is. He likely wanted to tell Allura about the Altean colony, but felt he needed to secure reliable access to the quintessence field before he could do so.
So whatās this second punch thatās going to land next season?
If you havenāt guessed already, think how this is actually going to turn out. Because we know Romelle is wrong, whether on purpose or by accident. She basically conspired to kill the man who did everything in his power to save her people and her culture. And she did so by turning his friends against him.
How are the paladins going to feel when they realize this? How is Allura going to feel? She left Lotor to die in the rift. After he begged her to see reason. After he confessed his feelings for her. After she fell in love with him.
Ultimately, despite what many people expected, and indeed what many people are saying, Lotor has never intentionally manipulated the paladins and he didnāt betray Team Voltron.
Allow me to repeat myself:
Lotor didnāt betray Team Voltron
They betrayed him.
Sincere thanks to all my fandom family in the Lotura 18+ discord. Nearly all of the conclusions reached in this meta were origionally hashed out during chat sessions. Love you all, and I hope for anyone disheartened by s6 this meta can give you a bit of hope for the future.
I sincerely believe, that when all things are said and done, Voltron: Legendary Defender is going to go down as one of the best shows ever created.
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MIXED UP By Emma Hart Release Day: April 18 Hiring my brotherās best friend was not on my to-do list. Neither was he. Expanding my dirty cocktail bar into food was supposed to be easy, except finding a chef in my little town of Whiskey Key is anything but. Until Parker Hamilton comes homeābringing his Michelin starred chefās hat with him. He has no work. I need someone like him in my new kitchen. Thereās just one problem: I hate his cocky, filthy-mouthed, sexy-as-hell guts. Even if I might want him. Just a littleā¦ Working for my best friendās sister? Not on my to-do list. Sheās another story. Whiskey Key was supposed to be a relaxing vacation, except I havenāt reached the heights I have by lying in a hammock drinking cocktails. So when Raven Archer is desperate for a chef, I offer up my skills. Iām bored. She needs what I can give her. Except thereās a problem: Iāve always hated her. Her and her big, blue eyes, sassy mouth, and killer curves. If only I didnāt want her. 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FACEBOOK / TWITTER / GOODREADS / AMAZON AUTHOR PAGE EXCERPT: I knew I was making a mistake. After what Raven said last night at dinner, I had the strongest urge to find out what her cocktail menu was. With names like Dirty Screw and The Slutwhisperer, what other gems did she have hidden on there? Shit, what gems were hidden inside her apparently filthy mind? I had no place to be thinking that. She was Ryanās sister and the bane of my goddamn existence. I didnāt give a shit what was inside her head or how she came up with a filthy cocktail menu. I was going to believe that sheād spent stupid amounts of time on the Internet coming up with those kinds of names. Seeing her in that damn short dress yesterday had already affected me enoughānot to mention the fact that sheād changed since I last saw her. I didnāt know people could change so much in only three years, but Raven Archer had. She was no longer post-grad, trying to seriously figure out what she wanted to do with her life, uncertain and serving burgers to people to make money. She was grown-up, in more ways than just her age. She was even hotter-headed that she was back then. She seemed stronger and more stubborn, and her tongue was so sharp I probably have scars from how quickly she cut me with her words. She was taller and fucking curvier, too. Her lips were fuller. Her eyes were brighter. And the general air that hung about her, that hint of sass and sexiness, the very same thing that made me insult her whenever I opened my mouth almost made me want her, too. And that was exactly why I couldnāt sit and think about what went on in her mindāfilthy or otherwise. No matter what she looked like or how fucking hot she was, she was my best friendās sister. Nobody was more off-limits than she was. That wasnāt a new development. It had always been that way. Thank fucking god I was only here for the summer, and only because my mother had guilted me into it. As soon as the summer was over, Iād go for my next challenge. I could get through a few weeks of being in the same town or two as Ravenābecause after today, avoidance was at the top of my life. Otherwise, Iād go fucking insane. Dirty was right on the seafront, only meters away from a small, sandy bay. Itād only taken me a few minutes to walk here from where Iād parked downtown, and despite the music coming from inside the bar, I could still hear the gentle crashing of the waves as they crawled up the sand. The water was right out, and I stared out at the water as I headed up the hill to the bar. Fairy lights twinkled along the underside of the roof that jutted out over the sidewalk. It was like a goddamn princess castle from the outside, but the beachy vibe was evident. Different sized and colored shells covered the pillars that held up the balcony that jutted out over the front doors. I pushed open the door. Cold air blasted into me, and so did the heavy bass beat of the music that blared out from the speakers just above my head. There were more fairy lights inside, but they were strung all beneath the bar, across the beams on the ceiling, and over the back wall where the spirits were on the wall. There wasnāt much else in the way of lighting, but what there was was effective enough in holding the entire space into a balance between bright and dusky. The inside of Ravenās bar was like being outside at the moment the sun set. I cast my gaze over the rest of the bar. The solid, wood tables and stools that lines the walls and filled the space to my left all had tiny vases of fresh flowers in. Even those were surrounded by fairy lights. Fucking hell, did she let a class of little girls in here to decorate? No matter what I felt about the fairy lights, it looked good. Damn good. I stepped up to the bar and leaned forward on it. Raven was at the other end of the bar, wearing jeans and a tight tank top that tucked beneath the waistband. Strappy, silver heels on her feet glinted off the under-bar lighting, and it was all too easy for me to drop my eyes there then slowly drag my gaze up the length of her entire body. Light bounced off the chrome cocktail shaker in her hand as she shook it. She popped off the top with one slick of her thumb, and without spilling a drop, poured the pink-red liquid into two martini-style glasses. With her other hand, she reached back to the register and jabbed at it. Seconds later, she was handing them back their change. It all happened in a flash. How did such she go from lost toā¦thisā¦so quick? āRaven!ā A dark-haired woman sitting a few stools away from me with her friend yelled. āThereās a hot guy staring at you!ā I laughed loudly as Raven jerked around. Her gaze landed on me with what felt like a snap, and I swore she mouthed, āMotherfucker,ā before she stalked to this end of the bar. Her hands slapped on the bar in front of me. āWhat are you doing here?ā āI told you I was coming to check out your menu.ā āHe was checking out more than the menu,ā the womanās friend giggled. Raven held her finger up to them, and with her other hand, slapped a smooth, laminated menu in front of me. āDid you drive?ā āNo, I walked all the way from Key West.ā I picked up the menu. āOf course I drove.ā āPick one,ā she said, moving away. āIām not serving you anymore than that. Make it a good choice. What can I get for you?ā she asked someone else, cutting me off before I could say a word. I raised my eyebrows. āShe runs a tight ship,ā the first woman said. āThree days ago, there was a guy in here spiking drinks. She caught him and bashed him in the balls with her cocktail shaker so he couldnāt run from the security guard.ā Could my eyebrows go up any higher? āThat doesnāt surprise me in the slightest. Iāve seen her do worse.ā The second womanās eyes narrowed. āYou have? You know her?ā The first woman rolled her eyes. āOf course he does, Cam. When have you seen her react to a customer like that? He obviously pissed her off in a past life or something.ā āI should be so lucky.ā I smirked. āMore like all in this life.ā āHer brotherās friend, right?ā She tilted her head to the side. āYeah, she mentioned she hated you.ā Sheād talked about me? āShe didnāt say you were hot, though,ā the second woman said. āCamille!ā Ahhh. The best friends. āWhat?ā Camille said. āIām just saying.ā āNo more Slutwhisperers for you,ā the other womanāthe one I presumed to be Laniāsaid, reaching for her glass. Camille leaned over and slurped the last of the drink through the straw. That explained the name of the cocktail. āWhat are you doing?ā Raven asked, stopping in front of them. āCam? Your glass is empty. Let me refill that for you.ā She winked to the other girl as she turned around. What was she doing? She put her back to her friends and grabbed the tequila bottle. She tipped it over a cocktail shaker without actually pouring anything into it. My lips quirked up as she put together what was some pink juice or something and blended it with raspberries. She poured the mixture into a glass with some vigor in front of Camille. Sheād made her a placebo. āMade your choice?ā Raven turned to me, holding onto the shaker. āNo.ā I spun the menu to face her. āWhat do you think I should have?ā Completely straight-faced, she said, āThe Blue Balls.ā HTML Ā
Ā Ā Ā Hiring my brotherās best friend was not on my to-do list. Neither was he. Ā Expanding my dirty cocktail bar into food was supposed to be easy, except finding a chef in my little town of Whiskey Key is anything but. Until Parker Hamilton comes homeābringing his Michelin starred chefās hat with him. He has no work. I need someone like him in my new kitchen. Thereās just one problem: I hate his cocky, filthy-mouthed, sexy-as-hell guts. Even if I might want him. Just a littleā¦ Ā Ā Working for my best friendās sister? Not on my to-do list. Sheās another story. Ā Whiskey Key was supposed to be a relaxing vacation, except I havenāt reached the heights I have by lying in a hammock drinking cocktails. So when Raven Archer is desperate for a chef, I offer up my skills. Iām bored. She needs what I can give her. Except thereās a problem: Iāve always hated her. Her and her big, blue eyes, sassy mouth, and killer curves. If only I didnāt want her. Ā Ā
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Ā I knew I was making a mistake. After what Raven said last night at dinner, I had the strongest urge to find out what her cocktail menu was. With names like Dirty Screw and The Slutwhisperer, what other gems did she have hidden on there? Shit, what gems were hidden inside her apparently filthy mind? I had no place to be thinking that. She was Ryanās sister and the bane of my goddamn existence. I didnāt give a shit what was inside her head or how she came up with a filthy cocktail menu. I was going to believe that sheād spent stupid amounts of time on the Internet coming up with those kinds of names. Seeing her in that damn short dress yesterday had already affected me enoughānot to mention the fact that sheād changed since I last saw her. I didnāt know people could change so much in only three years, but Raven Archer had. She was no longer post-grad, trying to seriously figure out what she wanted to do with her life, uncertain and serving burgers to people to make money. She was grown-up, in more ways than just her age. She was even hotter-headed that she was back then. She seemed stronger and more stubborn, and her tongue was so sharp I probably have scars from how quickly she cut me with her words. She was taller and fucking curvier, too. Her lips were fuller. Her eyes were brighter. And the general air that hung about her, that hint of sass and sexiness, the very same thing that made me insult her whenever I opened my mouth almost made me want her, too. And that was exactly why I couldnāt sit and think about what went on in her mindāfilthy or otherwise. No matter what she looked like or how fucking hot she was, she was my best friendās sister. Nobody was more off-limits than she was. That wasnāt a new development. It had always been that way. Thank fucking god I was only here for the summer, and only because my mother had guilted me into it. As soon as the summer was over, Iād go for my next challenge. I could get through a few weeks of being in the same town or two as Ravenābecause after today, avoidance was at the top of my life. Otherwise, Iād go fucking insane. Dirty was right on the seafront, only meters away from a small, sandy bay. Itād only taken me a few minutes to walk here from where Iād parked downtown, and despite the music coming from inside the bar, I could still hear the gentle crashing of the waves as they crawled up the sand. The water was right out, and I stared out at the water as I headed up the hill to the bar. Fairy lights twinkled along the underside of the roof that jutted out over the sidewalk. It was like a goddamn princess castle from the outside, but the beachy vibe was evident. Different sized and colored shells covered the pillars that held up the balcony that jutted out over the front doors. I pushed open the door. Cold air blasted into me, and so did the heavy bass beat of the music that blared out from the speakers just above my head. There were more fairy lights inside, but they were strung all beneath the bar, across the beams on the ceiling, and over the back wall where the spirits were on the wall. There wasnāt much else in the way of lighting, but what there was was effective enough in holding the entire space into a balance between bright and dusky. The inside of Ravenās bar was like being outside at the moment the sun set. I cast my gaze over the rest of the bar. The solid, wood tables and stools that lines the walls and filled the space to my left all had tiny vases of fresh flowers in. Even those were surrounded by fairy lights. Fucking hell, did she let a class of little girls in here to decorate? No matter what I felt about the fairy lights, it looked good. Damn good. I stepped up to the bar and leaned forward on it. Raven was at the other end of the bar, wearing jeans and a tight tank top that tucked beneath the waistband. Strappy, silver heels on her feet glinted off the under-bar lighting, and it was all too easy for me to drop my eyes there then slowly drag my gaze up the length of her entire body. Light bounced off the chrome cocktail shaker in her hand as she shook it. She popped off the top with one slick of her thumb, and without spilling a drop, poured the pink-red liquid into two martini-style glasses. With her other hand, she reached back to the register and jabbed at it. Seconds later, she was handing them back their change. It all happened in a flash. How did such she go from lost toā¦thisā¦so quick? āRaven!ā A dark-haired woman sitting a few stools away from me with her friend yelled. āThereās a hot guy staring at you!ā I laughed loudly as Raven jerked around. Her gaze landed on me with what felt like a snap, and I swore she mouthed, āMotherfucker,ā before she stalked to this end of the bar. Her hands slapped on the bar in front of me. āWhat are you doing here?ā āI told you I was coming to check out your menu.ā āHe was checking out more than the menu,ā the womanās friend giggled. Raven held her finger up to them, and with her other hand, slapped a smooth, laminated menu in front of me. āDid you drive?ā āNo, I walked all the way from Key West.ā I picked up the menu. āOf course I drove.ā āPick one,ā she said, moving away. āIām not serving you anymore than that. Make it a good choice. What can I get for you?ā she asked someone else, cutting me off before I could say a word. I raised my eyebrows. āShe runs a tight ship,ā the first woman said. āThree days ago, there was a guy in here spiking drinks. She caught him and bashed him in the balls with her cocktail shaker so he couldnāt run from the security guard.ā Could my eyebrows go up any higher? āThat doesnāt surprise me in the slightest. Iāve seen her do worse.ā The second womanās eyes narrowed. āYou have? You know her?ā The first woman rolled her eyes. āOf course he does, Cam. When have you seen her react to a customer like that? He obviously pissed her off in a past life or something.ā āI should be so lucky.ā I smirked. āMore like all in this life.ā āHer brotherās friend, right?ā She tilted her head to the side. āYeah, she mentioned she hated you.ā Sheād talked about me? āShe didnāt say you were hot, though,ā the second woman said. āCamille!ā Ahhh. The best friends. āWhat?ā Camille said. āIām just saying.ā āNo more Slutwhisperers for you,ā the other womanāthe one I presumed to be Laniāsaid, reaching for her glass. Camille leaned over and slurped the last of the drink through the straw. That explained the name of the cocktail. āWhat are you doing?ā Raven asked, stopping in front of them. āCam? Your glass is empty. Let me refill that for you.ā She winked to the other girl as she turned around. What was she doing? She put her back to her friends and grabbed the tequila bottle. She tipped it over a cocktail shaker without actually pouring anything into it. My lips quirked up as she put together what was some pink juice or something and blended it with raspberries. She poured the mixture into a glass with some vigor in front of Camille. Sheād made her a placebo. āMade your choice?ā Raven turned to me, holding onto the shaker. āNo.ā I spun the menu to face her. āWhat do you think I should have?ā Completely straight-faced, she said, āThe Blue Balls.ā Ā
Ā By day, New York Times and USA Today bestselling New Adult author Emma Hart dons a cape and calls herself Super Mum to two beautiful little monsters. By night, she drops the cape, pours a glass of whatever she fanciesāusually wineāand writes books.
Emma is working on Top Secret projects she will share with her followers and fans at every available opportunity. Naturally, all Top Secret projects involve a dashingly hot guy who likes to forget to wear a shirt, a sprinkling (or several) of hold-onto-your-panties hot scenes, and a whole lotta love.
She likes to be busyāunless busy involves doing the dishes, but that seems to be when all the ideas come to life.
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