i havent listened to the crystal kingdom arc in a really long time and i forgot kravitz got the SHIT kicked out of him and then got dragged back to hell while screaming and crying right in front of everyone, cringe reaper from your fail astral plane
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Teenage superhero groups are so good. Not only because they're always really fucking relatable, but also because their relationships are so special. They're like:
“I met you, and I was weary of you at first. We've become closer and closer to the point we trust eachother with our lives, but still not with our identities — it's sad, but it's how it is.
You've cried to me about how your mentor didn't listen to you, about how they yelled at you and didn't seem to care enough. I've cried to you about how my life is so lonely, about how being a hero is taking away my life, about how I can't be a teenager anymore because I can't rest without feeling like someone will die because of me not being there.
We've fought together, and we've fought eachother. We've cried together, laughed together and yelled together. We've saved the world together. We were never meant to be apart.
The other day, you were brainwashed and turned evil. You were tortured, striped away of your own being. We tried to help you anyway, even if our mentors told us not to. We still spent hours shopping for a birthday gift you'd like a few months later.
We're slowly growing up, and we're leaving the safety of our mentors's cloaks. We're going through different paths; always down, always falling, but not as together as we were before.
Some of us have found our own proteges. I'd like to say I'm better with mine than my own mentor was with me, and I hope you are the same.
Our proteges have found eachother the same way we did. The happiness from seeing me in your face was everything I needed to be convinced to stay with you.
We've been getting the others to come back, too. We're also recruiting new people, new young heroes who will get themselves killed if they're not guided properly. We're not the same young kids anymore, but we're together once again, and that's all that matters.
We grew up very quickly. I can see it from the way we don't laugh as much anymore, from the way we're the one attempting to stop the younger ones from pulling pranks on us, from the way we train instead of being trained.
We're all adults now. There was a time where we lost ourselves, and we wouldn't find us anymore. A time where I went to our old lair and saw it empty, devoid of life. A time where I tried to call you and you didn't answer. A time where I saw you on TV, with a kid by your side, looking at you like you're their entire world.
We're adults now. We've lost ourselves many times. But we've found eachother again. And I think that's what matters. Because we're not only teammates anymore; we're family.”
Or something like that idk, I suck at writing
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Sometimes I think about the fact that Candice Patton’s casting as Iris West literally opened up so many doors for POC to play roles that were always seen as white in adaptations, and the amount of horrific racism she had to endure because she was simply a black woman who’d been hired to play a role that was traditionally played by white women.
But now we’re living in an era where MJ from Spiderman is black, Annabeth Chase is black, Selina Kyle is black, Ariel is Black, ANOTHER ONSCREEN VERSION OF IRIS WEST IS BLACK.
And more than that we’re getting South Asian women and black men as desirable love interests, as leading women and men in comedies and dramas.
All of these adaptations of books and graphic novels and comics which didn’t have POC to begin with are slowly starting to incorporate them into their casting decisions and we’re seeing a world where people of color—especially women of color—can now see themselves in media that has remained white for so long, I just—I get really emotional thinking about it.
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BOO!
[image description: a drawing of two original characters named rowan and gordy. rowan is a medium-skinned thin person with fluffy, brushed-back hair, a large nose, stubble, and yellow-tinted round glasses. he is wearing a yellow turtleneck, orange bellbottoms, white gloves, and black boots. gordy is a fat ghost child with pale blue skin and curly white hair. he is wearing a sailor costume and is drawn to look as though he is flat with white outlines. rowan is looking back at gordy in mild surprise in the middle of walking, and gordy is excitedly floating behind rowan and greeting him. gordy's ghostly tail is also loosely floating around rowan. end id]
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