#but none of my ships are cishet. ever. and only a handful of them are cis4cis. even the really girly s/is i have

[whenyoucomeback]

my day be so. okay i guess. and then BOOM randomly REALLY stressed about how many of my self inserts look super feminine.

[criticallyacclaimedstranger]

Fic: Wicked

Rating: Explicit

Fandom: The Equalizer 2

Ships: Dave York x you (established cishet relationship, no kids, no mention of marriage but bitch you could be his wifey)

Additions tags/warnings: DaddyDom!Dave, pet names, spanking, sort of half-public sex, squirting, multiple orgasms, PiV sex (unprotected but they're good, don't count on it yourself so wrap it up).

Summary: Dave comes home to find you washing the car dressed in pretty much nothing so of course he has to establish dominance.

Note: This honestly started as a cute Frankie Morales story and then it took an interesting turn and Frankie noped the fuck out of it so I had to try my hand at Dave. So here you have it: my first Dave York fic. Porn it is, plot it has none. (We didn't really get along so I don't know if I'll ever revisit him.)

Dave sees you at a distance as he drives along the suburban residential road towards the house he shares with you.

“Sweet Jesus,” he mutters under his breath as he slows down and hits the turn signal. Coming to a smooth stop behind your car, he checks the rear view mirror and sees the neighbor across the street sitting on their porch with a beer in hand.

Asshole.

He gets out of the car, tie loosened and jacket over his arm, and eyes you as you smile brightly at him. Like you're completely unaware of the fact that you're washing your car in tiny cut-offs and an unwired bikini top, and that half the neighborhood is ogling you.

“Hey baby,” you beam and lift your hand to bring a damp lock of hair behind your ear. You're holding the sponge, and it drips soap onto your chest, a white bubbly smear that slowly runs down between your breasts. His eyes widen a little.

Jesus FUCKING Christ.

“Good day? Did your job fix the AC yet?”

“They did after lunch,” he says dismissively before frowning unapprovingly at you. “And are you aware that you’ve got an audience? Might as well put up a pole in the driveway and have people pay.”

You frown and wipe another lock of hair that's come loose from your ponytail.

“Don’t be such a prude,” you sigh. “You don’t get to tell me how to dress in my own yard.”

“’Course I don’t, but I get to tell you that I don’t like it,” Dave mutters darkly. The last few days of working with no AC during a heatwave have made him grouchy and even if he wasn't, you're his.

“You can, but I won’t listen," you shrug indifferently. He loves you for your resistance, your independence. You can do anything and everything without him, yet you choose to lean on him, to share everything with him. And despite all your competence: the way you fall apart for his hands, his mouth, his cock, and hand yourself over to him...

"Dave, it’s a million degrees out here and the car needs to be washed.” Your neutral expression is changed into a flirty grin. “I can wash your car, too… and you can watch.”

You lean in for a kiss and fuck, how could he ever resist your charm? You smell of sweat, car wash soap, and sunscreen and you taste of homemade lemonade and sweat from your upper lip. He sucks it into his mouth and savours the saltiness of it as his hand slides down your warm, naked side and settles on your denim hip where one of his fingers finds a belt hoop, goes through it and pulls you closer.

“Now who’s putting on a show for the neighbors?” you mumble, breaking the kiss, and he feels himself unravel at your words, how you look, just how you are with him: so clearly secure, trusting, playful. You're pushing all his buttons and you know it.

"Better stop before someone calls the cops on us for indecent exposure," he murmurs. "I want you in the house. Now.”

“Sorry,” you smile innocently. “Not done with the car. In fact, that soap’s drying on it now, it’ll make stripes.”

You turn around and pick up the hose, teasing him with the view of your ass. Dave slaps your right buttock, making you yelp.

“Be quick,” he tells you and goes towards the front door. His cocky stride change into a run when cold water hits him square in the back, and your laughter chases him indoors.

He takes off his wet shirt and changes into shorts before taking a cold can of beer from the fridge and going back out. Donning his sunglasses, he makes himself comfortable in a recliner on the porch, pops open the beer, and settles to watch you work. You shoot him a smirk but don't pay him much attention – although you do lean over the hood more than necessary, displaying cleavage or denim-covered ass to him. He’s half hard inside his shorts and if the front of the house had been more secluded he would definitely have whipped out his dick and rubbed one out.

Or had you on your back on the hood of your wet sedan.

Bent you over it and fucked you from behind.

Made you squirt all over the clean, shining surface of your car.

Fuck. He takes a long swig of the beer.

You give the car one last rinse and dry off the wipers with a piece of cotton waste. Straightening your back, you once again wipe your sweaty forehead with the back of your hand, satisfied at a job well done. As you start to roll up the garden hose, Dave loses his patience. He puts two fingers to his mouth and gives a shrill whistle that makes you look over to him. You can read his eyes despite his sunglasses and, with raised brows, you saunter over to him, taking your time. Your flipflops are slapping against your bare feet and despite hating flipflops more than anything else, it doesn’t make Dave cringe this time.

“Really?” you purr when you reach him. Dave gives you a toothy smirk.

“Humor me,” he asks you. “Neighbor's still watching and I want him to still be looking for his jaw when his family gets home.”

“You’re such a gorilla,” you sigh, but of course you love it. You know how Dave is and you wouldn't be with him if you couldn't handle it. Obediently, you bend down to kiss him. When you bite his lower lip, he gives a little growl.

“Inside,” he commands you in a low voice. “Now.”

“Not so fast,” you smile and reach for his beer. He stares at you through the dark lenses of his sunglasses as you knock back what’s left in the can and burp discreetly behind your hand.

“Okay, now we can go in.” He throws the sunglasses on the small table next to the recliner and gets up smoothly.

"Move that ass for me." Another order, not a wish. A small smile playing on your lips, you turn around and slowly walk to the front door, swaying your hips, looking over your shoulder in a most coquettish fashion.

"Like what you see... daddy?"

"You'll find out soon, baby girl."

Your skin and nipples knit over and it's not just because you've stepped into the house where the air conditioning immediately hits your warm, sweaty skin. You turn around just as Dave closes the door behind him. The feracity in his face makes your cunt bottom out as he grabs you by the arm and maneuvers you around. He presses you against the front door, into the vertical crevice with the fogged window glass. It's just wide enough to fit your frame. You hold your breath as he leans in, his breath hot on your skin.

"Have you been good?" he asks in a low voice. You shake your head only to give him a reason to prompt you, maybe give you a little slap.

"Words, baby girl, use them."

"I haven't been good at all, daddy." You look at him from under your eyelashes.

"You say that with such pride," he sighs, as if he's deeply disappointed in you. "Why do you enjoy being bad?"

"I don't, daddy," you assure him breathlessly, "I just am. I can't help it."

"Like fuck you can't. You do this to spite me, don't you?" His fingers ghost over your cheek, delicately. "You parade your half-naked self around in front of everyone just to rile me up, don't you?"

His hand closes around your throat and your heart skips a beat.

"Answer me, baby girl."

"Yes, daddy," you moan, your lips hungry for him. "I do it so that you'll punish me. I... I need your mouth, daddy, please."

"You can do better than that." He's relentless, so you beg, both your hands coming up to hold the wrist of his hand that's choking you. Not to try to let him release you, but because you know he likes it when you pretend to struggle a little.

"Please, daddy, kiss me. I'll be good for you if you just let me have one kiss," you whine, moving your body against his. "Nobody kisses me like you do, daddy, kiss me to remind me that I belong to you."

Dave humours you sooner than you expected. His kiss is searing and he loosens his hold of your throat slightly to allow for better breathing.

"Safeword?" he asks you quietly when he finally withdraws and you're breathless, trembling, soaked through.

"Pentagon," you answer immediately, locking eyes with him to show him that you're fully capable of consent. He touches your lips with his, softly, in reply. The kiss is sweet and holds no power play.

"Good girl." Your two favorite words that make you feel flushed, time and time again. Your face follows his when he draws back from the kiss, but he steps back, smiling wickedly.

"You stay right there. You have to earn it."

"Yes, daddy," you answer obediantly, keeping your back against the door, feeling the warm glass of the vertical frosted window against your back. Dave lets his dark gaze wander over your body, taking all of you in. You could swear that he can smell your wet cunt and hear your hearbeats.

"Undress, baby girl," he tells you. "And tell me what a fucking tease you are."

You hold back on the confident smile that threatens to spread on your lips. Dave wants you seemingly helpless. But there's no reason why you can't torture him a little, as well.

You reach around to pull on the bikini string on your back and the cups of your bikini loosen.

"I am - "

you pull the string around your neck and the top falls to the floor.

" - such - "

slowly, you unzip your shorts and slide them down your hips, the bikini bottoms coming off at the same time.

" - a fucking - "

you kick off your pants and flip-flops and stand naked before him, meeting his hungry eyes innocently.

" - tease, daddy."

"And what do teases get?" Dave breathes. You can see from the tightness of his neck muscles, the way he closes his fistr, and the outline of his hard dick in his pants that he's having a hard time holding it together. He's usually very patient but it seems that the heatwave has taken its toll on his nerves.

"They get punished."

"That's right, baby girl. Now, turn around and stick your ass out."

Lower lip caught between your teeth, you obey as slowly as you can. You even give him a little shake of your ass when you lean forward against the door.

"No, sweet girl," Dave tuts behind you. "You wanted to show yourself. Press your tits against the glass."

"What?" you gasp, not sure you heard correctly.

"You heard me. Press your tits against the window. Don't make me repeat myself."

This is new. You step a little closer to the door where the glass of the window is warm against your skin. Hands on either side of the window, you lean your chest against it. Even if the glass is fogged, something crammed up against it like this will be visible on the outside and you can only imagine what your tits look like from the other side of the door. There is a front lawn between the door and the sidewalk, there shouldn't be an risk of anyone coming over, or looking, why would anyone stand on the sidewalk and stare at your front door?

"Is my little princess okay?" You startle when you feel Dave's hand tenderly curving over your ass cheek, and you decide that you are okay with this.

"Yes, daddy." You brace yourself against the door.

"Good. Now, count them out, baby girl." His hand leaves your skin and not a breath later, lands on it again with a sharp slap. You yelp in surprise and gasp out One. He's building up to it, you can tell because this wasn't so bad, he's capable of much more force.

The second slap comes on your other cheek and is a little harder.

"Two," you moan.

"Good girl," Dave praises you in a low voice as he moves his hand over to your other buttock before raising it. This time, the slap stings and you squeeze out the right number. Alternating between your buttocks, he adds more force to each spank and when you reach eight, your buttocks are burning as much as your pussy.

"Is that enough, baby girl?" His hands are warm on your sensitive, glowing ass. You're breathing heavily and a part of you wants him to go on, find out how far he can take you, but you need to be able to sit tomorrow.

"Yes," you whine. "Thank you, daddy."

"You're welcome, my girl," he soothes you. "You took that like such a good girl. Daddy's very proud of you."

"Please," you keen, now desperate for him to touch you where you need him the most. He has spanked all the confidence out of you and now you're just a simpering fool for him. "I'm so wet for you, daddy, I need you."

"Oh, my pretty little girl." Dave shoves his tented shorts against your ass and it stings in the most delicious way. "You took your spanking so well, you deserve a reward."

You almost sob when his fingers reach your dripping cunt.

"My wet, filthy girl," he growls and presses down on your clit. Instinctively, you buck against him and your tits come loose from the window. You gripe insolently at the loss of his touch when he withdraws his hand and instead pushes you back against the glass.

"Remember why you're here, my pet."

"Yes, daddy."

"Tell me."

"Because... I paraded my half-naked self in front of the whole neighborhood." You squirm when he slides his wet fingers over your ass.

"That's right. So now you get to show everyone what it is that I own."

"Yes, daddy. But please..."

"I got you, my pet."

You moan loudly when his fingers push into your slickness and moan again even louder when he starts to work your clit.

"Such a wet little cunt for me," he murmurs into your ear as he crowds you against the door. "Go ahead, baby girl, you can cum whenever you wish, you have my permission."

"Thank you, daddy," you hiss as you let the pleasure take over you. "You're so... so good to me... I love you, daddy."

"And daddy loves his baby girl." Dave presses a kiss to your shoulder, then bites it and growls. "Cum for daddy, baby girl, cum all over my hand."

His thick fingers are hitting you just right and you feel the pressure build up like clouds before a storm and you know it's going to blow you apart, you want it to blow you apart, you need it to, you have to -

"Daddyyyy...!" Your scream is helpless and pitiful as the orgasm tears through you in a release that manifests itself in a spray of liquid that splashes over Dave's hand and spreads in drops around both of you. You hear Dave's excited Fuck, baby girl, that's it but you barely recognize it as a sound coming from the same room because he's still fucking you with two fingers and his thumb on your clit and GOD you squirt again, your feet are soaked in it and you're sobbing, daddy, daddy, please -

"One more, baby girl."

No, you can't, not another one, no, you'll burst, you'll break, you'll die, yes, yes, do it, fucking do it, and he does it and your shaking legs are glistening with the wetness.

"Good girl," Dave gasps. "Such a good girl, I've never fucked such a good girl before." Your cunt clenches at his words, god, how can you want more? He pulls you upright and turns you around before slamming you back against the window. Pulling down his shorts just enough to free his cock, he lifts one of your legs and hooks his arm around the thigh before sliding into your hot wet mess of a pussy. You wrap your arms around his neck tightly, afraid you'll lose your balance and fall, but his strong arms keep you where you should be.

"I got you, baby girl," he grunts and lets you draw him in for a sloppy kiss. Your arms going under his armpits and around his shoulders as Dave starts to fuck you with furious intent, like his vigorous effort is to make a dent shaped like your ass in the front door window. You break the kiss to let out your moans of Own that pussy, daddy, show me who owns that pussy and he buries his face against your neck, biting it, all the while fucking that wonderful wet, tight little pussy of yours. You tighten around him rhythmically and it’s fucking fantastic, he can’t have enough of it and he knows that he’ll blow soon, he’ll come so hard into that pussy that he fucking owns, he owns all of you and you can parade yourself around the yard and in the grocery store and wherever you fucking want to but only he gets to fuck you, only he get to be with you and sleep next to you and only he can make you make those sounds that you're making now when you're tensing up with another impending orgasm and jesus fucking christ –

He spills himself into you with a loud grunt just as you yell something unintelligible right next to his ear. He fucks into you a couple of extra times for good measure before slipping out and letting your leg down, but keeping his arms around your waist to make sure you won’t fall.

You blink your eyes open, not sure when you closed them in the first place. Dave's looking at you with that tender gaze that he saves for you only.

"My good, filthy girl," he smiles. You smile back, exhausted, hot and cold at the same time, soaked, dirty.

"Is that... how you keep me to yourself?" you manage, "by putting my tits and ass on display in the front door window?"

"You know it, baby girl." He puts a hand on your hip, beckoning you to turn around. "How is said ass? You need some aftercare, my love?"

You turn your behind for him to see and try to peek over your shoulder. "What's it look like?"

"Gloriously red."

"Mm, feels like it, too. I'm good. You were good to me." You look at the front door and see the round, oily tell-tale shapes on the window glass, and running drops of your release. Turning back to Dave, you grin sheepishly.

"I'll clean up," Dave volunteers, pressing a kiss to your neck. "You go grab a shower."

"Thanks, baby." Gingerly, you crouch to pick up your clothes and make your way to the stairs. As you ascend them, you hear him muttering.

"Who the hell washes their car on a hot sunny day anyway?"

You can't help yourself.

"Bad girls who want a spanking and know their daddies are on their way home from work, that's who!" you let him know. A second passes before you hear him curse low and then he comes running after you. Shrieking with laughter, you try to escape into the bathroom but Dave catches up to you in the bedroom and tackles you onto the bed.

"You wicked, wicked girl," he berates you before devouring your mouth with his.

[snailsaalt]

my only text post here and its about morrigan and lilith being gay

i feel like i have to talk about it here. like twitter gets to hear about it from me all the time so they know all my thoughts on the matter but you guys are lucky so you dont hear me talk often on any of my blogs. i should ruin that!! unfortunately for u guys tumblr doesnt have a character limit either. anyways every so often i show my morrigan/lilith art in nondarks spaces and someone always goes “ouh wai i thought they were sisters!????” an d i have to explain how foolish they are and that they should learn the shitty fucked up lore with a 10000 plotholes (but its allowed to because its dope as hell) like. this is like the sailor moons cousins thing but people actually fucking believe theyre cousins. darkstalkers fans stay losing anyways heres a high res of this fruity ass png bingus with an e drew in the 90s  

i know its obvious that peopl who think theyre sibs just have never touched a ds game or looked at any official images ever but. i think they should because ds arts amazing but more importantly morrigan and lilith are little fruits. morrigsn a grape and lilith is cherry.

i hate ressurections artstyle + artist whitewashed anakaris and felicia + drew jedah without heels. but ykno. i will take my wins.ALSO LOL.. BUTT WINGS FAIL MOMENT THIR WINGS OIN THEIR BACK!!!!!!! anyways

the titty press on the window. the breath. morrigans gaze. the hand hold. cishet games have no fucking idea what theyre up against. gona talk about the actual game now

its so fucking gay. anyways im gona jus talk abou my hcs now i think jedah is jus liliths mom. hes v open abou his fave child bu they still make lilitha da spagheti.... also i think its funny cauds like.  i think u guys kno i ship jedemi which i could go over why in this post but this isnt ABOUT THEM. its about MORRIGAN. and MORRIGAN 2!!!!!!!!! back to what i was saying jedah being liliths mom but also marryign demitri would make him morrigans father in law.. but also... since jedah turned ozom into fetus of god ozom is related to all of them too????? lol. i just think jedah turning his enemies into his children is funny and no one talks about that enough. anyways i feel like a lot of people just see two women (or in this case demigirls i think they r both nb) being close and instantly think “ouh theyre so close theyre like sisters HEHE!!!” and like. its so obvious they explored eachothers bodies. like i dont hate u if u intepret their relationship that way like maybe im an iddy bit concerned abou how you view your siblings but whatever i wont think about it too hard i think people think its cute and funny dynamic or whatever and thats it but like. i also dont wana see that cause..... i simply do not ! :] anyways i constantly feel like a freak caus of that but i think i am a freak for different reasons thatre morally ok but legally bad but lets not talk about that lets talk about the satanic subtext. jesus obviouslly was inspired by jedah w/ the savior and the rapture and the betrayal (ozom didnt betray jedah with a kiss hes homophobic and also has no lips :’[) but ALSO!!!!!!! god made eve from a piece of adam. lilith was made from a piece of morrigan. lilith was made a demon for thinking that she was equal to adam, lilith believes shes morrigans equal and betrays jedah’s little utopia attempt. they choose a life of being gay with stupid fucking goth bimbo and hedonism instead of saving the world and they benefit from it... i dont think ive ever seen anyone talk about that at all an when i bring it up to the 8 other ds fans with rights theyre all like “ouh ive never thought about it like that!!!” i think people kinda just avoid looking at morrigan in a deep way in general even though shes one of if not the most important character and theres so much interesting stuff you can look into like her struggle to be herself and have fun or giving that up to make makai less of a shithole, her power being taken away in a society where power is EVERYTHING, her relationship with demitri going from “lol this dudes so fucking stupid and easy to make fun of” to “ew this rat fuck is trying to make me his mindcontrold servant because the only way he could possibly think of someone as anything positive is if theyre below him” i say that but people kinda avoid looking at ds lore in a deep way in general so yea. lol. ds turned me into the joker theres so much cool shit you can talk about but NOO most of the bs is porn boobs titty asscheek balls and NONE OF ITS EVEN GOOD. I SAID IT!!!!!! DESPITE WHAT THE SO CALLED “TOLERANT LEFT” MIGHT THINK ABOUT IT... like how makai is made out of gods corpse and no one knows how big it is and the fucking door that killed jedah also killed a fruit noble (his name is persimon the door kills fruits....) anyways i have a ds server ive never posted a link to here.... i’ll drop it in this post i guess https://discord.gg/wMBGrda theres probably a lot i forgot to talk about despite the fact i wrote so much LOL. anyways the servers mostly lore discussion or jokes but there are 2 people there that play the video game.... crazy ik.....

[prelawboy]

sam stan ask game!!!! @hallowknees​ ty for the tag <3

Sibling status (younger, middle, older, only child…) - I grew up as both the oldest and an only, I lived in two households for a while and in one I had two younger (half) brothers and in the other none. I’m decently close with my brothers these days but i’m a lot older than them so sometimes i feel more like a fun uncle

How long have you been stanning for - I think I started watching in 2012? Sam was definitely my fav by like, ep 5. bloody mary rights

Favorite Sam era - it’s about the season 2 “dean you have to kill me if i become something i’m not” for me

Favorite spn season, but if the only criteria was Sam’s hair - season 1 baby bangs coconut head!!! more often than not i also have this haircut so it definitely holds a special place in my heart

Favorite Sam-centric episode - i haven’t rewatched much of s3-5 yet so this may be subject to change but like, swan song...... yes im that bitch. also playthings <3

Any ships you may like to mention - i dont really ship anymore but i really would’ve liked to see sarah blake brought back in a way that didn’t just have her die 10 years later, lmao

Favorite song you would/have put in a Sam playlist - shout out to my current sam playlist that i've been listening to a lot lately. i’d like to highlight Stay Down by boygenius. uhh and in high school my absolute favorite Sam song was Hero by Regina Spektor

If you could steal one thing from Sam’s wardrobe, it would be - i would like to steal the evil vertical striped shirt he has in two different colors cause it doesn’t fit with my fantasy and i don’t want to see him wear it anymore

Complete the sentence: If Sam cishet, why sit on bed criss cross with laptop in something wicked

Favorite unhinged Sam moment - wait your turn!!!!!!!!!

You must have some intense headcanons you need to talk about, tell me one Sam hc that drives you insane - i know i have them but for some reason all i can think about is coming up with a reason for why sam, retired hunter Does Not Go Parties nerdy pre-law stanford boy, is so incredibly buff. personally i think the real reason he didn’t go to parties was actually cause he either had time for that or the gym and he decided to go to the gym cause it helps him relieve stress and he accidentally got swole without paying attention

Tell me something about the hbo Sam that lives in your brain - the post that was like contents of hbo Sam’s backpack i LOVE shit like that.

Oh no, the writers forgot to give Jess a personality! Now it’s up to you. Tell me, what was Jess like - Jess was outgoing and brash and liked weird shit! Growing up she was a huge horse girl and was obsessed with books like Riding Freedom. In college she was an English/Bio double major (wants to be a biologist and is doing the English major for personal passion reasons), she and sam met because she always saw him at the same spot in the library late at night when she was there too and one night she picked up a couple double shot espressos from the coffe shop on the first floor, plopped down next to him and handed him one. Told him they were studying together from now on. Later on Sam and her bonded over never having seen a lot of big cultural movies (Sam cause he was always you know.... ~moving around~ and Jess cause she’s a fucking weirdo, have you ever seen me without this smurf’s shirt that’s weird [this part is a joke]) and they decided to make it a little project to watch movies like fucking, Spiderman (2002) together. (Sam loved it but didn’t want to admit it Jess thought it was kind of lame but she still kissed him upside down on the couch later)

Biggest injustice Supernatural committed against Sam (be as brief or as ranty as you desire) - voicemailgate :(

And finally, just say something about him that makes you smile ♥ - the one episode where he had that salad in a cup <3 i love him, tenderly

tagging @season1samwinchester! and any other mutuals who’d like to do it and haven’t yet

[sol1056]

My ask box continues to fill up, and I have no answers for any of this. I’ve gotten comments that @dreamworksanimation is good about things like fair representation in other shows when it comes to disability, queer relationships, racial diversity, and just plain solid storytelling. Why was @voltron the exception? 

Or you can just have the questions from my asks:

I really, really wanted [Dreamworks execs] to address the situation, to tell us why VLD took that enormous shitty turn and to apologize and do us better. But I'm guessing we already know the answer (arrogant inexperienced EPs) and I think they won't do anything about it, just try to fade Voltron to the background as it's ending and focus on She-ra, if they ever decide to apologize, they're just gonna focus on the LGBT rep as if its the worst problem of their story.

You know what, I hope someone makes an extensive list of all the morally questionable messages Voltron has sent with all its characters (Shiro & Kuron everything, and Lotor as abuse victim in particular), all in detail and shove them in their faces saying, but to you it's 2 guys in love and in a healthy relationship that is wrong, instead of ableism, racism, homophobia, etc. When I think of what the kids will take from Voltron I feel sick. But queer love is the problem here, right. I’m disgusted.

Us: can we get a happy ending too like the het people and couples in the show?

VLD: no, not a happy or even semi-happy ending, you'll get a miserable ending but get this, we're going to write the last survivor of the 4 queer characters we killed off to be totally on board with this. We'll write him and animate him as if he's happy and got resolution, growth, and catharsis and not as if he got demoted, sidelined, isolated, discarded by his family, worst of all by Keith. We'll say a monster like him can’t be a paladin.

Let’s also go back to talking about how they not only made Lotor, a victim of child abuse not to mention biracial character who grew up with everything against him: suddenly evil, be the same as his abusive "father" and "mother" (who even after remembering who he is pulled the same crap as before), took every happiness away from him and had the nerve to mock his abuse in S7?! As a child abuse survivor I'M HORRIFIED.

The messages in the Shiro/Adam scene is disgusting, this is such a difficult subject, even for adults show with plenty time to explore and be fair to both characters while being explicit about it all. I was worried: in a kids’ show? how can they write this in a way they'll get it? With barely time for it? but look what they wrote, Adam gave an ultimatum instead of support and died, then they blamed the disabled guy for everything. Message: you’re gay so your relationship and your life are worthless, you'll be miserable and alone.

For a team that is all about working together, voltron members after 7 seasons still don't feel like a family and more like colleagues from work. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

It feels odd knowing that they weren't actually battling homophobic higher ups. It feels more tactical and greedy for social justice points than out of genuine desire to showcase diversity. Is it coincidence that the character they dislike the most is the one selected for this honor? As a lesbian fan i'm skeptical and angry and refuse to watch anything else by these two.

People keep trying to excuse this stuff with "Voltron is a kids' show", but you know what? There are gay kids out there. There are disabled kids out there. Much as we may wish it otherwise, there are kids out there experiencing trauma. Do we REALLY want to teach those little kids that they are broken and tainted forever and nothing good is waiting for them in the world from here on out? People need to know how damaging it is to have ZERO stories in media showing realistic healing of trauma.

The lady who betrayed them got a proper send off scene even tho she send Adam & the others like pigs to slaughter & betrayed them & caused them all to almost lose and die. Got screentime & some characterization. But sure why respect Adam that way too. I will never forget the dread I had for him when I saw he was with the fighters who were sent to die, then watched them one by one lose their lives until he too, was killed. I still feel sick thinking about it. We never even learned his last name.

I know it's been a while but I'm not over how they treated Lotor in s6. I'm from a broken and dysfunctional home and this show I watch for escapism told me I'm doomed to repeat the same mistakes of my parents, end up just like them. ... Are they even aware of the messages they send to their audience? Not all of us had good childhood like Allura.

From a chronically ill perspective, I felt downright insulted by the choice they made to give Shiro a degenerative illness. The idea of a chronically ill hero is cool but they pull the cure narrative, they don't give him a real illness, and it's just used for cheap irrelevant drama. Plus the whole "Has to choose between loved ones and goals" thing was pretty insensitive, we're already expected to sacrifice so much as ill people so the reinforcement of that was unpleasant to watch and read meta on.

Even if everyone was white cishet abled guy the messages sent to kids were awful: One who fought to carve his own path was forced to become someone else, one who suffered and fought till the end was told he’s a monster that can’t be a paladin, the insecure one will never be worthy as himself and he'll always be someone else’s replacement, one who survived genocide and suffered loss upon loss until reduced to nothing, one who suffered by his parents’ hand became like them, the whole Kuron thing. You cant brush off all THAT.

going into the new semester with the horrible messages of s7 on my mind...i’m lethargic. i have been since the “retired paladin” interview. it was bad for me to balance my mental health on the state of a fictional character, but it was really effective. Until that awful message that disabled people are helpless in controlling their own lives. I’m trying to disconnect and thrive anyway, out of spite against ableism if nothing else.

I had this horrible realization: you know how Shiro is a victim of abuse and him getting the Black Lion was him regaining the control the lack of he suffered in his capture? I think they gave him the illness and handwaved it with the clone, so as to argue for his removal from the Black Lion. They claim that the reason he wanted control was the illness and not the victimization in the Galra hands. They're essentially erasing his trauma.

Writers: so we'll write endearing multidimensional characters with many layers, we'll have them subvert stereotypes, especially those that characters like them usually are written with, ie. Keith isn't a loner nor is he angry just 'cause, but a lonely abandoned kid with trust issues due to his mom leaving him, thus has poor emotional control and anger management, struggles to connect and open up, he is the one whose arc embodies the found family theme more than anyone. 

EPs: nah we want stereotypes loool

We talk about Shiro and all the ableism in his story but we don't talk nearly enough about how horrifying the message is that Keith is the one to take it all from him and kick him aside. Keith chose to discard Shiro because he's broken and useless, so he can take his place. I've been through things they both have and I find all that horrifying. S7 sent terrible messages to kids watching.

They had the chance to let Shiro overcome and be a hero. To defeat his own abuser (Sendak) except Keith takes over everything and fixes everything for him while he lies helpless on the ground without a new arm yet. They had the budget. The animation. They could have empowered Shiro. They saw how many people saw themselves in Shiro's struggle. They must have seen the concerns. And they actively chose to go against that.

The Bury Your Gays trope is even worse this season when you consider the heavy lesbian subtext with Lotor's former generals who get blown up on screen. And naturally, it's the one with a crush on Keith who turns good and survives.

Was there a minority that hasn't been screwed over? Bury Your gays was merely the last shocking straw, because the whole season was chockful of terrible messages and proved they would never treat their characters right and address stuff from before. Homophobia, racism, ableism, sexism, mocking of abuse, excusing abandonment & so on.

I’m adding my voice because I'm so, so tired. None of the characters i see on screen are the characters we got to know in s1/2. The character i most related to was beaten down out of spite for 4 seasons and now may as well be a cardboard cutout. DW and the EPs don't seem to give a single shit about how badly this season has affected people. i don't know whether to jump ship or spit fire over everything. i'm just... exhausted.

I want a transparent statement & apology from DreamWorks. I want to know THEIR stance & role in this, ALL the events that ended up with us getting a show that is not only homophobic but also ableist, racist, mocks child abuse and so much more. I want them to acknowledge & explain why they allowed the marketing team to bait fans with ship content in their videos, thumbnails and even that EP interview about shipping. I want to know who and why allowed the show to to take a worse direction in recent seasons.

I have no answers for any of this, @dreamworksanimation. If there are any explanations, any reassurances that you’ll work hard to prevent any repeat, you need to say so. The longer you’re silent, the more it looks like you’re fine with the story and all its horrific messages. Are you?

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i don't get this whole discourse thing tbh. why it gotta be like that? why is ship and let ship, don't like don't read etc so difficult to understand? and also with sexualities and genders and attractions like... why. i understand that i probably still have a lot of understanding to do and i'm not a perfect person or anything, not by a long shot, but generally i just think .... why can't people just .... let other people like what they like and be who they wanna be?? is that such a foreign concept?? who you wanna fuck or don't wanna fuck or hold hands with or dress like or act like or be like or whatever ... that's your business and your partner's business so just??? let people do that? i mean we live in a world where it's okay to wear crocs but you may not ... not want to have sex? or like kissing a certain kind of person??? i don't get it honestly and i'm old and salty about all the discourse

i’ve been in fandom for a while. not super long, but like five years or smth. and idk, one of the first rules i learned was don’t like don’t read. that was like, THE rule of fanfiction.net, and idfk i always translated it to tumblr as well and to real life as well?? don’t like it, don’t fucking go near it. don’t like a person’s posts? don’t fucking follow them. their posts keep appearing on your dash? fucking block them. it’s not that deep

and same thing with genders, sexualities, identities. i mean, look, i wasn’t perfect. i still am not. when i joined fandom, i was very, very immature. gay was a joke and things i didn’t like were gay, and transsexual individuals were transvestites because of the rocky horror picture show and everything that wasn’t cishet was kind of a joke to me because that’s not what real people are like, right? and gayness is only something that’s in fics, right? 

i learned a thing or two. and most importantly, i learned a rule imma paraphrase as live and let live

don’t like what another person is wearing? well it’s not like you have to wear it. don’t like the book they’re reading? well it’s not like you have to read it, right? don’t like the person they’re kissing? well, you don’t have to kiss ‘em. don’t like who they’re having sex with, who they feel they are, what they do in their free time? you’re not that other person. you’re you, and you’re not living their life. they don’t wanna have sex? not your fucking problem. they wanna kiss a guy? not your problem. they wanna kiss a girl? not your problem. they wanna kiss someone who doesn’t identify as neither? still not your fucking problem, because you’re not the one doing the kissing.

especially on here. we’re all here to have a good time, right? we want to connect with other people who like the same stuff we do, right? so if there’s someone who like characters x and y and say something about that, but you think x is horrible - go make your own post about who you like. don’t harass that other person, because

a) it’s fucking fictional. we’re talking about fucking fictional characters here. they do not exist at all and what anybody thinks about them doesn’t matter at all

b) it’s op’s own fucking life and you do not get to tell anyone how to live it

c) op is NOT hurting anyone with their interpretation of a character, because the character is FICTIONAL, meaning they DON’T EXIST

oh, but op, or anyone else, exists in a way that i don’t understand / agree with! they are (sexuality), they are (gender), and they think (person) is attractive!! how can they?? well, here’s a handy chart. they can do that because

a) it’s their own fucking life

b) it’s their own fucking body

c) it’s none of your goddamn business

likely op lives 5000 miles away from you and you won’t ever even have to interact with them personally.

but i don’t agree with their (gender/sexuality/preferred pronouns/anything else)!! buddy. you do not own another person. you do not get to tell anyone how to live their lives.

but i don’t think (gender/sexuality/anything else) exists!! dude. their life, not yours. their choices, not yours.

but my god says-- your god. not theirs.

why is it so difficult to just ignore things you don’t agree with? especially since 90% of the discussed topics are either fictional or about another person’s personal life!

it costs 0 units of your currency to just ignore something you don’t like. don’t like, don’t read, don’t follow. it’s as easy as that. just ... live and let live, guys

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Really shouldn’t keep doing this: Makes you look bad.

i’ll admit: i didn’t read much of this bullshit bc i couldn’t make it more than like 3 lines inÂ

Manipulative language and outright showing you don’t know what you are talking about.

1. idk why you keep bringing your lgbt friends up? they didn’t make this post you did, and, as far as i know, you’re heterosexual? so me saying you’re heterosexual is not me not considering a person h*mosexual if they disagree with me lmao. hope you stretched  before you reached tho.

That would be a good point...If I was talking about myself. the opinions I expressed are those I share with my friends and they have even more severe opinions as well. you disregarding it TWICE now on the assumption that a single heterosexual is saying this despite being told numerous that is not the case is you denying that their opinions aren't valid or they don’t count. Only one stretching is the person refusing to read.

1a. “when a vats [sic] majority of homosexuals don’t acre [sic] and equal number of people who call it outright oppose you. All stuff I’ve seen and noted from my friends. ” you have like 6 lgbt friends, that’s not a “majority of h*moseuxals” lmao

Too bad the stuff that applies to is the one NOT saying “the vats majority of homosexuals” but rather the “equal number” part. Maybe you should before you comment. that or have a higher reading comprehension tha a five year old.

2. you called me a homophobe? even tho i cant? be a homophobe? because i’m literally gay? like i, a lesbian, cannot be homophobic. i can only have internalized homophobia and cannot perpetuate homophobia in any meaningful way as an out, trans lesbian. how many times do i gotta say that, dude?

Too bad you don’t need to perpetuate homophobia TO BE a homophobe. You just need to think that all homosexuals are bad or, in your case, interchangeable IE acting like only people who agree with you can be LGBT.

And just because eyou’re gay doesn’t mean you can’t be a homophobe. It’s called Boomerang bigot and it happens: Sort of like saying “I’m white so my opinion doesn’t matter” is being racist because you are devaluing all white people for being white.

2b. i don’t only consider people gay if they agree with me? i consider people gay if they’re gay? and you are not? ???? i’ll have an actual convo with a gay person about something we disagree with, but you, sir, are not gay. and i’m not interested in your hetero opinions on gay issues.

Really? @mageknight14 @ula-star @icindernikos @rainbowloliofjustice @tumblezwei Why don’t you guys go ahead and talk for yourselves. But let me guess, if they agree with they obviously don’t count, Am I right?

3. what the fuck is a “gay ship tease” if not “hinting at a q*eer character when there is none?”Â

Gay ship tease can happen  even if there is a different LGBT character in the show. You can have gay ship tease if say, Ruby is asexual. It isn’t queerbaiting because there's already an LGBT character. If there wasn't one then it might be queerbaiting if there is no LGBT character at the end. Ya know, all stuff I explained in my original post.

3a. “heterosexual ships get teased all the time and never come true”. this is literally “what if a mouse said this to a kia sorento?????” its not the same, dumbass. there’s no such thing as “heterobaiting”, which is basically what you’re claiming here, bc heterosexual rep is gonna happen, there’s no doubt about it. lgbt rep is not the same as hetero rep bc lgbt rep is so rare and even moreso rarely done well.Â

Actually, you’re the one that analogy applies to because I never once talked about representation: Just ships. So: Moving The Goalposts.

3b. you tried to disprove q*eerbaiting by citing Sherlock… one of the most particularly cited examples of q*eerbaiting….. as well as well-known homophobic show… seeing as they made Irene Alder a lesbian,,, and then made her attracted to Sherlock for whatever reason…… and then they had Moriarty, who was q*eercoded and would perfectly fit in among Hays Code era q*eercoded villains. lmao you really tried it tho?

Proof? No? Well considering you tendency to scree\am homophobia at stuff you don’t like, your word is worthless here.          

4. ,and here’s where i really lost it,: cishet is not a slur. the fact that i actually have to type that out and tell you that is hilarious to me. “cishet” is shorthand for “cisgender heterosexual”. “cishet” has never been used in the derogatory sense, except maybe as a joke on tumblr among lgbt people as a coping mechanism, but cishet people have never been oppressed for being cishet.

And yet you sue it to devalue my opinion, shut me up and debunk me on WHAT I am. Not to mention how you ignore my sources and bring up none of your own

cishet has never been used as an actual slur. it is in no way a slur. ‘q*eer’ on the other hand, is absolutely a slur. it has a long history of being a slur. it’s not even just an antiquated slur. i myself, a 21 yr old living in a large city, have been called ‘q*eer’ as a slur.

And you used cishet in the same way: Your point being?

some people consider ‘q*eer’ to be a reclaimed slur, but not all of us. i don’t like saying it bc i has been used against me. kob, you have no right to use the term “q*eer” as you cannot reclaim it. no amount of lgbt friends will ever change that.

I wasn’t reclaiming that: I was just treating you as you treat me. If you see it as a slur, then most likely you know you were using Cishet as a slur ergo you have no right to complain.

i can’t take this dude seriously. kob really thinks homophobia is “demonized” in society? this society, where “gay panic” is a legitimate, and legal defense in all US states minus California and Illinois? where 2016 was the deadliest year for the lgbt community? where the worst mass shooting in American history was at the Pulse Nightclub in 2016? and people wouldn’t even admit that it was about killing gay people?Â

because some people WOULD try to force it: some gay people are like that. Are all of them? FUCK NO, I would bet money that they don’t even make up 1% but it happens and can happen. I’m not gonna defend them if they try calling that to get away but I will listen and look at the facts. Not that I am happy about THIS at all but I have to be somewhat professional here.

And mind telling me WHERE most LGBT died? Because if it’s in the Middle East, that isn’t in America where we’re talking about.

And one shooting done by one person is not homophobia on a country or worldwide scale. The guy is seen as a monster and is heavily hated and looked down upon and the event is treated as tragic. If homophobia WAS okay, no one would have talked about this or looked into it.

And what people? Who? Proof?

yeah, it’s 2017. and homophobia is still alive and well. kob here prove it.Â

When did you change your name to “Kob?” I mean, I’m not the one who disregards LGBT people unless they agree with me or think LGBT people are so fragile they need every ship granted to them.