Can you just imagine when I was much younger.
Playing on my first Nintendo 64 console, and playing the fabulous Mario 64.
That I never got past the first Bowser stage because he scared the living daylights out of little me back then.
And yet.
Here I am now just loving the big turtle dragon dood and absolutely loving pairing him up with the "lesser known" mario bro.
Life be weird like that
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lloyd thot thats driving me crazy :
is this his business? are there ads¿?
tell me he advertises
Hell no. Mr My-Reputation-Precedes-Me? He’s too good for all that.
Also my idea for Smells Like Team Spirit was more along the lines of sex is not at all Lloyd’s business, but maybe Steve was after the same target as Lloyd. You’ve been slowly eluding to wanting Steve to be more aggressive in bed, etc, to the point where it’s on his mind. Steve gets the idea seeing Lloyd that Steve could put this guy in jail and throw away the key, no problem. Steve holds all the cards there. He doesn’t look so different that Steve would think you were more into Lloyd than him, and he behaves like absolute trash-hole Lloyd. No chance you’d choose that over Steve, boring sex or no boring sex.
There’s a dinner negotiation/feel-out of the situation, and after that the threat deal that if Lloyd gets outta line, Steve takes him to jail (with a story that no one would believe anyway) OR Lloyd can be paid for his discretion. Steve is super specific about that—the money is for Lloyd’s silence, not the actual sex.
Anyway, that’s what I’ve got so far and I don’t know that the prequel would be worth writing. We shall see…
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just enjoying this from @halfa-ghost while doom scrolling and was hit with the sudden and violent realization that I’ve been drawing Danny’s hair wayyy longer than it actually is. What the fuck. My boy needs a haircut. Someone give me scissors and I’ll try not to lop off his ridiculously pointy ears, too.
For reference, here’s the two designs side by side.
WHO IS THIS MAN??
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Jamie would 100% make Roy a dating app profile sometime after the Keeley rejecting both of them thing to try to help him move on and meet people when clearly he’s refusing to get back out there organically and he’d think he’s being so helpful and generous and the best wingman ever. He’d handpick what he considers the sexiest pictures he can find and put a bunch of shit Roy would never say thinking he’s being accurate and helpful and not even taking the clear opportunity to make a joke account to embarrass him or anything when he easily could have just made fun of him and chosen the worst pictures possible instead
And then he would be SO offended when it doesn’t go well when Roy finds out about it and is not properly appreciative at all
Roy thinks it’s Jamie’s account when he starts showing Roy girls like what do you think of her and asking him way too many questions when Roy has no interest in participating and has no idea why the fuck Jamie seems incapable of swiping without trying to get Roy’s opinions first. Meanwhile, Roy’s giving one word answers at first and then increasingly trying to brush him off when he doesn’t stop and then he’s just flat out like “Choose your own dates and leave me the fuck out of it” and Jamie’s like “Nah, this is your account. You should have a say” and instead of being grateful and appreciative and thanking Jamie for being oh so generous with his time and energy, Roy just scowls at him and growls out “You did not make a fucking Tinder profile for me” and Jamie just smirks and decides now is not the right moment yet to mention that he actually made him accounts on like three different apps because he wasn’t sure which Roy would like best
Roy barks at him to delete it and Jamie’s all whiny like “Come on, I spent a lot of time on these and you haven’t even considered it. Plus, even if you’re not ready to date someone yet, you’d still be less miserable to be around if you at least found someone to shag in the meantime”
And Roy’s like “Delete it. I don’t want a fucking Tinder profile.” And Jamie looks at him confused for a moment and then seems to have an epiphany as he goes “Oh, do you want a Grindr one instead? Hold on a second” and he flips to a different app and Roy’s too busy being baffled by the fact that Grindr is already on Jamie’s phone and that he’s having to sign out of his own account to try to make one for Roy to even stop him before he’s already trying to sign up for a new account and Roy goes “That’s not what I meant. I don’t want any dating app”
And Jamie pauses his typing and turns and looks at him so skeptically and so judgily and suddenly somehow Roy is trying to fight for his life trying to defend why he’s not looking for some random stranger to date or fuck around with
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It’s crazy how sometimes I’m just sitting there and suddenly my brain is like “Hey remember when Rise of the Guardians, How to Train Your Dragon, Brave, and Tangled had a chokehold on the internet that one time?” And then somehow it’s 4am and I’m reading a Jack Frost x Hiccup fanfiction
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i wonder what the response would’ve been from the fandom if mickey had been the one to not sign the marriage license in 10x08🤷♀️ i feel like people often give mickey the benefit of the doubt, but never ian. ian was open about the fact that he did it because of his parents, so i wonder if mickey had said that people would’ve sided with him. i feel like people don’t acknowledge what frank and monica did to ian as abuse that often, because it’s always compared to what terry did to mickey. it’s really not a competition even if terry’s actions were more horrific and extreme
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bold move honestly to have all the characters yell every argument they knew fans would have at ted for why he should stay, and not have him say they’re wrong, or offer anything to counter it. Because at the end of the day it was his son. It was only his son. His son was the period at the end of the sentence, and always was going to be. Nothing else mattered, he was going home to his boy.
Literally if they were right I'd agree but it's them they know, not me. Now there's a way and I know that I have to go away. I know I have to go.
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ive had to step away from all the analysis of the finale because thinking about it for too long it fills me with such a [rage? bitterness? frustration? all of the above?] the likes of which ive genuinely never felt for a show before
ive cared about media before. ive been disappointed by media before, but i think the difference is i haven't put my faith in media like i did ofmd- and the more time passes the more i feel fucking stupid for putting that faith in the show in the first place, when so many of the things coming to light now were already there
i cant think about it too long else it makes me so fucking sad, and im tired of analysing it to bits because its not going to change anything, theres no way to fix any of this, no way to find a spark of light in it, no way to come back, to resurrect the show i fucking loved.
im sure everything everyone is saying is well thought out and nuanced things but for the sake of my own enjoyment of this fucking show i have to just not engage with it anymore.
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OK SO I JUSY LEARNT THAT HUMANS HAVE INVISIBLE STRIPES THAT ARE SOMETIMES VISIBLE UNDER UV LIGHTING AND LIKE CAN U IMAGIN
your sitting, eating dinner with you alien crew when the young alien - new to the ship crew, and has little to no experience with humans - looks at you apprehensively, as if they have a question they’re not brave enough to ask. You look over accusingly because you want to eat your dinner in peace!! “What!” The alien on the other side of the table musters up some courage and asks “I’ve… heard rumours… can u not see your stripes??” You eyes widen sharply. Shocked and concerned. “What do you mean?!?” One of the older aliens that you know, and is sitting next to the younger alien shoves their arm into the young ones side. “Shhh” they whisper as if trying to keep a secret from you. You don’t like that one bit and retaliate, a little angry now. “What. Stripes.” Because you know that the aliens and you see things differently. “Well… we can see stripes on your body, but they’re never the same as any other human. But no human ever mentions them or even acknowledges them… ever.” The young aliens explains. Your hand slam onto the table and you bolt to a mirror, dragging your friend alien that was sitting quietly next to you along side you as you run. “WHERE!!” You cry, panicked. You later find out that you can only see it through special blue UV lighting. Everyone involved is shooketh.
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