I'm just sayin', Starstruck and Kirby would be adorable. But also Starstruck and Meta-Knight might be the funniest thing you could possibly do. :)
hear me out: peter pan (2003) window scene
been staunchly avoiding typing too much on most of these but i have some thoughts about this one!
you know... i had actually never even considered kirby for the shipaganza. mostly because i think of him as holding such a strong and unique position in the hearts of everyone who knows him, in a way that is devout but also seems fairly romance-free. and i'm actually very interested in the complex relationships that he has with his friends! but i wonder if not considering him was maybe a disservice, because if anyone has an abundance of the capacity for love, it's him, right?
i think that kirby could eventually occupy a similar heart-space for starstruck as bandee, though it would take longer. i strongly suspect that bandee's love of kirby would rub off on her, if nothing else.
i'm not sure either of them... really understand the premise of romance or dating, so it might not be a typical sort of thing. but i think they could giggle and laugh together and shoot each other slightly smitten looks when the other one isn't paying attention, and be very invested in each others happiness.
he adds a pass by her window to his early morning flight, on the off chance she might be up to join him. she's always thinking of him when he's off saving the world, and distinguishes his star from all the others in the sky with ease. the irresistible allure of adventure vs someone who has never seen any of the wonders of your planet before. someone who finds as much unrestrained joy and delight in the mundane as you do. eating paper cups you find on the ground.
you know i could see it.
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it really bugs me how taylor swift has been able to evade sm criticism under the guise that having a problem with her is misogynistic. like yes some of it is but at some point i think we should be able to talk about how she only speaks out about issues when she knows she’ll benefit and also is destroying our environment. she is not your friend, she is not mothering, she is not a queer icon (that’s a whole diff issue..). she wants your money and that’s it!
ALSO adding this as an edit bc i forgot: can u imagine how much more traction the pro palestine movement would get if we had taylor actively speaking out about it and using her platform?? like can u fucking imagine??? and she’s not and it’s just insane to me that people are okay with this. she has enough money. even if doing so completely tanked her career, she would be fine
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yk whats really funny to me? people tend to characterize lolbit as highly aggressive, but like.. its not. like genuinely, it doesnt ever kill you. it just.. what, stops you from using stuff?
if anything, its the least dangerous sister location animatronic??
AND its one of the helpful animatronics in fnaf world!! it provides you with all sorts of helpful bytes! and dee dee (also a shopkeeper in fnaf world, and originating from there like lolbit) in the main games is only characterized as a nuisance by fans, not aggressive. if anything dee dee is worse - they dont offer a way for you to stop them like lolbit does, and you have to scramble to figure who the hell was added because they could very well kill you.
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From the upcoming debut of my new story, which...still needs a title!!! Maybe something will come to me between now and Saturday, when it makes its debut. This is the Fandom Trumps Hate fic that the wonderful @winterstale24 won at auction earlier this year!! Here's a bit of what you can expect:
Jaime didn’t know which bastard opened the door to his borrowed bedroom, but he was going to kill them. As soon as his head stopped hurting. And he had the energy to get out from under the mound of blankets that he now pulled over his head to block the light. And the motivation to give a shit about anything.
The heavy duvet was yanked away along with the thick woolen blanket, leaving him with only a thin sheet for cover. Jaime cursed loudly and lashed out with his right arm, hoping to land a blow and get his blankets back, but whoever had stolen his protective armor from the world had been smart enough to step away.
“Gods,” a voice said, sounding like it was on the verge of gagging. “When’s the last time you showered?”
“Fuck you, Tyrion,” Jaime snarled before he buried his head beneath the pillow. He had less than ten seconds to enjoy the oblivion of darkness and quiet before it too was ripped away with ease. “Godsdammit, leave me alone!”
“That’s the problem,” another voice said. “We’ve left you alone for far too long. You’re acting like it’s the end of the world when you’ve been through far worse. Time for you to get up, put on your big boy pants, and get back out into the world.”
“Any more cliches you want to spew there, Gal?” Tyrion asked wryly.
“I have an entire bag, and I’ll use every one of them if I have to.” Galladon Tarth raised his voice, as if his regular tones couldn’t be heard clear to the island of his birth. “You hear that, Jaime? You’ll have to endure every cliché in the Common Tongue if you don’t get out of that bed now.”
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