Do Fics Ever Give Off The Vibe Of A Different Font To You??

This is great

I’ve also always liked the idea that they appeared when Allura brought him back to life after the shield incident

Like, she crammed life back into his body but to keep it there it added extra Altean quintessence thus the Altean marks

Never thought about the lions giving them to him, it’s a really interesting prospect though

I like Lance’s Altean marks. Just not in that context.

What if instead: he end up having to use both the red bayard and blue bayard simultaneously? Achieving bayard control and focus (proving he can focus and take things seriously) enough to save who he needs to. Perhaps even managing to access the lions’ weapons via the bayard’s (a one time thing, due to the fact human quintessence can’t handle that much raw power).

What if afterwards Red and Blue left their marks on him? Ever proving he is their paladin, both of theirs, and he is a great enough paladin to bear their brands. It marks him as worthy. It shows he’s not replaceable. It shows they care enough about him to say “we give you these to say you fit here”. It addresses his insecurities to the point that when he looks in the mirror, he will always have proof that they believe in him, and he is a paladin of Voltron through and through. Not changing his identity, but instead cementing it, and giving it the strength it needed to flourish.

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Immortal Leon scratches my brain

But Immortal Leon AND immortal Merlin, chefs kiss, too tier.

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Challenging you all!

Put your music library on shuffle, then list the first five songs that come up in a poll to let people vote for which one they like the most!

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The Amazon Rainforest is under a massive threat. I know you've heard this a million times, but this is different. There is a piece of legislation that will decimate the rights of Indigenous people of Brazil, who have been protecting the rainforest. It's unfathomably bad. It has majority support. And they're voting tomorrow. As reported here, the Bill allows "the Brazilian government to find energy resources, set up military bases, develop strategic roads, and implement commercial agriculture on protected Indigenous tribal lands, without any prior discussion with the affected peoples."

The thing you can do—and I know this sounds overly simple—is sign this petition—and tell your friends to do the same: SIGN HERE.

As reported here, the Bill allows "the Brazilian government to find energy resources, set up military bases, develop strategic roads, and implement commercial agriculture on protected Indigenous tribal lands, without any prior discussion with the affected peoples."

Again, this bill has majority support. You may be wondering, why will a petition signed by people who don't live in Brazil make any difference? Because it will give those opposing it political air cover. It will show the world is with them.

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I know it’s not hard to point out reactionaries hypocrisy when it comes to like safe spaces or hug boxes or whatever but genuinely how much of an echo chamber do you have to exist in for you to think this is a reasonable thing to say

Don’t imagine Will coming home from Skandia. The scars that encase his back, the ache from cold deep in his bones that never quite goes away.

Don’t imagine him flinching away from Halt, eyes shut and shoulders tensed, expecting to be hit. Don’t imagine how his badly still shakes from the after effects of warm weed, the thought of using the salve makes him nauseous. Don’t imagine the nightmares that drag him from sleep screaming, unable to breathe as Halt desperately tries to calm him.

Don’t imagine how he hates winter now, what used to be his favorite, he can’t stand the snow or the thought of being cold, he unable to go outside without a thick coat on.

Don’t imagine how he hate water, especially cold, the phantom pain and chill from working the paddles burning in reminder of the effort.

Don’t imagine how he can work through pain, how he drives his body to the brink of collapse before Halt stops him, how he’s to terrified of failing to allow himself a break, to terrified he won’t be able to continue training.

Don’t imagine how Will 17 and was taken as a space as a prisoner of war, only to fight in another one to protect the same people who enslaved him.

Sometimes we forget that while Merlin is one of Arthur’s most trusted advisers and best friends, he’s a servant first.

He is still belittled and punished and worked to the bone. He is still seen by most people as slightly less than human.