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Why Americans Stopped Buying Convertibles
We’ve Traded the Open-air Dream For Climate-Controlled Isolation.
— Mark Dent | May 3, 2023
A year after I graduated college, I decided to buy a car. I’d been driving a hand-me-down Hyundai sedan, but I wanted something more reliable for the miles I racked up driving around sprawling Dallas for my job as a reporter.
At first, I narrowed my search to the Mazda 6 — at least it was more fun than a Corolla. But as I saved a few options online, hoping for something in dark green, I said to hell with all that. I could buy a convertible for roughly the same price.
A couple weeks later, a dealer showed me a 2004 Ford Mustang, white with a cream-colored canvas top. He pressed a switch on the center console, and down went the top for my test drive. I’d never ridden in a convertible before. On back roads twisting through farmland, it felt like the sky had been lowered from the atmosphere, settling just a few feet above me, close enough to touch the clouds.
An early 2000s Mustang. Bill Pugliano/Getty Images
I bought the Mustang and drove it back into the city with the top down. Over the next couple years, I drove it like that as often as I could: on cool nights with the heat turned on and windows rolled up, on a summer road trip nearly all the way through Kansas until the sunburn became unbearable.
I never got sick of the convertible. It turned everyday monotony into an adventure, replaced the rigid confinement of sedans and SUVs with freedom and openness. Who wouldn’t want one?
But the year I bought my Mustang, in 2010, US convertible sales were down to ~140K, less than half of what they’d been just a few years earlier. That was during the Great Recession, near the auto industry’s nadir. Still, the decline has continued.
According to S&P Global Mobility, new retail registrations of convertibles totaled ~70K in the 12 months between March 2023 and February 2024, comprising ~0.6% of all vehicle sales. That’s down from ~2% in the mid-2000s.
2023 sales of the Mustang convertible, which celebrates its 60th anniversary this year, were down ~87% compared to 2001. Its rival, the Chevrolet Camaro, has been discontinued.
Convertibles are an endangered species, along with the American ethos they exemplified. When Carvana polled Americans on their dream cars last year, the most coveted was an SUV. The characteristic they sought most in their dream car wasn’t emotional attachment — it was technology.
We’re losing the messy, hair-flowing-in-the-wind version of the American Dream to something climate-controlled and closed off to the world. And we might never get it back.
The Car That ‘Satisfies A Youthful Ambition’
Growing up in the ’90s, I rode countless, boring miles in the passenger seats of my dad’s Toyota Camry sedan and mom’s Plymouth Voyager minivan.
I pined for a more exotic ride just out of my reach. My next-door neighbor had an old European convertible — a midlife crisis purchase if there ever were one — and I remember the college-aged woman across the street pulling into her family’s driveway (and looking far cooler) in a Mazda Miata.
This yearning went back generations, to the time automakers, after painstakingly working to enclose early model cars with roofs, realized they could spark people’s imaginations (and extract more from their wallets) by offering a topless experience.
From Rhett Butler to beachgoers, everybody loved the convertible. Hulton Archive/H. Armstrong Roberts/Classicstock/Tom Kelley/Gary Leonard/Getty Images
Costing anywhere from $2K to $5K in the 1930s, roughly 2x-4x the average family income at the time, convertibles made by Duesenberg, Rolls-Royce, and Packard became status symbols for the prosperous few who could afford them.
“It is possible to follow the careers of stars through their motor cars,” noted a reporter in 1938. “When he or she first reaches the dizzy heights of movie fame, flash, gaudy cars are in order.”
Clark Gable owned a Packard convertible, and actor Wayne Morris preferred a topless ride in his Lincoln Zephyr “in any type of weather.” Marlene Dietrich was chauffeured in a tan Rolls-Royce convertible.
“No doubt,” wrote the reporter, “the gaudy car… satisfies a youthful ambition — and all of us have had it.”
The less starry got to fulfill their desires when Chevy, Lincoln, and Buick introduced roomy, space-aged convertibles in the ’50s and ’60s. My grandparents bought a 1962 seafoam-green Impala.
In 1964, Ford released the Mustang, the brainchild of famed auto developer and executive Lee Iacocca. Priced at ~$2.3K, or about one-third of the median family income, the Mustang was a magnet for middle-class Americans who wanted to inject adventure into their daily lives. It also helped bring annual convertible sales to ~500K in the mid-’60s, around 5% of total vehicle sales in America.
Safety concerns and a weak economy put a kibosh on convertible dreams in the ’70s. Cadillac claimed its ’76 Eldorado would be the last convertible ever designed, and total convertible sales fell to ~43K in 1982. But Iacocca reignited the flame with the release of the Chrysler LeBaron that year, ushering in the expanding convertible landscape I grew up with.
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My dream car back then was a Dodge Viper, but I saw more practical convertibles everywhere in the ’90s, the peak era for manufacturers to turn the simplest of car models into adventure machines, equipped with rollover bars or fortified support pillars for safety.
The Pontiac Sunfire, Toyota Paseo, Chevrolet Cavalier, Mercury Capri, Honda Civic del Sol, Ford Probe, and Geo Metro (which could’ve lost to a riding lawn mower in a drag race) all had convertible versions.
The not-so-fast Geo Metro exemplified the wide variety of convertibles available a generation ago. Cars & Bids
Annual convertible sales Climbed to ~170K in the mid-’90s. They increased to ~315K in 2004, about 2% of the entire vehicle market, as automakers perfected the retractable hard top (and, somehow, convinced Americans to buy PT Cruiser convertibles).
Yet, as I failed to save for a Toyota Celica convertible by my 16th birthday — my realistic vision of a gaudy purchase — a tectonic market shift was underway. You could see it reflected in choices made from the Heartland to Hollywood.
After Good Will Hunting catapulted Matt Damon and Ben Affleck onto the A-list, for instance, they splurged on cars just like Gable, Morris, and other young stars before them.
Except they bought Jeep Grand Cherokees. “The really dope new truck at the time,” Affleck later explained to IMDB.
The SUV Loophole
Back in the late ’70s, the legal distinction that helped precipitate the decline of convertibles (and cars in general) seemed insignificant. A loophole the size of a needle eye.
In response to the oil crisis and a burgeoning environmental movement, federal regulations went into effect in 1978 requiring automakers’ passenger car fleets to meet a fuel standard of 18 miles per gallon. But “passenger cars” meant sedans, station wagons, coupes, and convertibles.
It didn’t apply to “light trucks” such as minivans, pickups, and SUVs, the latter two of which were mostly used by farmers, contractors, and laborers who needed the extra space for hauling material. To avoid placing an economic burden on workers, light-truck fleets were subjected to lower standards. While automakers had to shrink cars to hit the fuel standard, light trucks remained spacious.
So began an emphasis on SUVs and trucks (and minivans, at least until an association with soccer moms doomed them). SUV sales increased from ~112K in 1981 to ~800K in 1987.
Most Americans still didn’t need to haul anything, but they were hooked. In 1987, a J.D. Power and Associates survey even found SUV owners felt a sense of adventure while driving them — similar to a convertible.
For automakers, the economics checked out.
“You can sell a Cadillac for a lot more than a Chevy even though the Cadillac only costs marginally more to produce than a Chevy. The same thing goes for those truck-based SUVs because they’re sold as rugged,” says David Lucsko, an Auburn University professor who researches automotive history. “You can sell them at a premium and rake in the profits.”
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Later, brands popularized the crossover utility vehicle, giving consumers the space of an SUV with a smoother ride. Crossovers, despite being built on the same frame as a car, are typically classified as light trucks. The takeover was complete: Light trucks outsold cars for the first time in 2002. Their sales now comprise nearly 80% of the vehicle market.
No Cars Means No Convertibles
That shift has filled the roads with increasingly large vehicles, which is hardly an ideal environment for convertibles. But Drew Dorian, managing editor for Car and Driver, says he’s doubtful safety fears have driven their decline, noting that safety-concerned families would be unlikely to buy convertibles anyway.
The Insurance Institute for Highway Safety has found that, while SUVs have lower driver fatality rates than the average vehicle, convertibles aren’t any less safe than enclosed sedans or coupes.
Speaking of sedans and coupes: Many brands don’t even make them anymore. The only Ford car that hasn’t been discontinued in North America, for instance, is the Mustang. No more Taurus or Focus or Fusion. That’s been really bad for convertibles, which are typically derived from cars.
To develop all those ’90s convertibles, automakers just tweaked the design of popular sedans at a low cost. Now, according to Tom Libby, associate director of industry analysis and loyalty solutions at S&P Global Mobility, cars aren’t popular enough to justify turning into convertibles.
“To propose a convertible now, it’s almost impossible to create a proposal that includes a volume that’s big enough to make money,” he says.
The Hustle
Money is also in short supply. Car companies are investing huge sums in the transition to electric vehicles, Libby says, and sales of EVs slowed last year, complicating the calculus of how to emphasize true EVs vs. hybrids.
Just as the purchase of a convertible requires a feeling of relative financial security and a sense of boldness, so does the act of designing one. And right now most automakers lack both.
Opting For Open Air
As with movies and clothing, trends rarely die in the auto industry. They go into hibernation until one successful experiment draws copycats and the trend becomes inescapable.
Just as the success of Iacocca’s Chrysler LeBaron led other brands to turn popular car models into convertibles in the ’80s and ’90s, Libby can imagine brands developing SUV convertibles as they seek niches for consumers demanding greater variation.
This makes sense: There’s increased time for adventure as millennials delay having kids or don’t have them at all. While summers may be excruciatingly hot, especially in the Sunbelt, the other seasons are warmer than ever. And Gen Zers crave experiences.
“The enjoyment of open air,” Libby says, “I don’t think that’s gone away.”
“But based on what happened to Nissan a few years ago,” he adds, “I don’t think [SUV convertibles are] imminent.”
He’s referring to Nissan’s crossover Murano convertible, which failed to gain traction in the 2010s. Land Rover’s Evoque was also swiftly discontinued. Americans spoke with their wallets: They didn’t want the open air.
The Land Rover Evoque. Andy Green/Land Rover via Getty Images
When I’m driving on temperate days, I rarely even see other drivers with their windows down. That might not be a coincidence. Lucsko, the car historian at Auburn, says automakers now design vehicles for consumers to seal themselves in.
“I think the car has become more and more a cocoon where we go to be isolated from the world,” he says.
Driving a convertible means being exposed to the world. It means embracing the elements and putting yourself out there, an ever-harder proposition in our increasingly curated, digital lives.
My own convertible era ended years ago. I had to ditch my Mustang for a move to hilly, snowbound central Pennsylvania. But I haven’t ditched my ambition for the open air, and I hope Americans haven’t either. Whether it’s a classic droptop or a futuristic roofless SUV, it will always feel good to say to hell with all that and buy a convertible.
#Transportation#Convertables#Open-air Dream#Climate-Controlled | Isolation#SUVs 🚙#Cars 🚙 ��� 🚘#The Hustle
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tee bundit and his commitment to making me feel all degrees of second hand embarassment bc of his characters rapping in the middle of a very sweet romantic scene
#i saw you in my dream#i feel you linger in the air#yoing#yaijom#saw someone said that the rapping is to offset the sweetness of those scenes and I AGREE#claire opens her goddamn mouth
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YOU CANNOT BEAT US
#im 2 lazy to open up my laptop oops.#id imagine yukari just airs this to a persons dreams when theyre about to be transported to gensokyo in any amount of time#and do it all night until they get transported to gensokyo#idk anomalies are very zuzoBi2k?#u)!£38)*!×?j#o#anyways.#anarchy fantasy#touhou project#my doodles#touhou#yukari yakumo#shout out to marios madness fans btw#eyestrain tw
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Anyway I got notified that I'll be getting a nice $$ bonus from work today and I wish that I could celebrate with someone in a way that didn't just feel like obnoxious bragging. Like beyond the financial aspect, it's just nice to be recognized for good work and I actually feel... good?? about this job??
But it feels so silly to say I want to celebrate when I just got back from what felt like my first real vacation in a very long time and am doing cool comic con stuff this weekend and am scheduled for a new tattoo next weekend. I am already doing lots of things to try to make myself feel good! It feels selfish to want more!
But I guess even with all of that, there's just still a hunger for external validation from trusted sources. Will I ever grow out of wanting someone to be proud of me?
#stoned ramblings#life of faye#i swear I'm not as sad right now as this makes me sound just kinda lonely is all#work bonus#boss also said that if i wanted to take on more responsibility we could talk raises as well#and like most days I'm done by like 1 so it's not like I'm wildly overworked as it is#I'm going to set some aside for fun stuff and the rest is going in my savings#i am finally FINALLY trying to build up a savings again#it's probably a silly dream but I still want to save up for a house#so what else can i do but try and save?#rent's gone up so damned much everywhere that for somewhere halfway decent it costs about as a mortgage to rent anyway#the only reason my rent is semi-managable is because I've been here for 8 damn years so they haven't been able to drive it up as much#other apartments here start at hundreds more per month for new tenants#so i feel like I'm stuck here until i can afford a place#my one real hope is that I inherit enough from my midwest grandma when she passes to make a good down payment somewhere#sometimes to torture myself I like to go look at houses that I think are in my approximate realistic price range if i could cover the down#i want a yard for velma#i want to be able to open my blinds and/or windows and not feel like a whole apartment complex's worth of people can see me#i want a kitchen where all the burners work and I have enough counter space to work#i want a dryer system where my apartment doesn't get filled with warm wet air when the neighbors are doing their laundry#i want to do nude gardening#and have backyard bbqs with friends#i want enough dedicated space to do art that i don't constantly have to shuttle the easel around the living room and up and down the stairs#all pipe dreams i know#but hey the grandma did say that i was one of her three main inheritors in the will#so we'll see#just to be clear she has not passed but she's nearing 90 and keeps talking about it so it's hard not to think about you know?#anyway these are the sorts of things that i would talk about if I had someone to cuddle on the couch and talk to about my day#texts to nobody
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Tag drop: Jingliu
#tag drop#jingliu. [ and so i wield my blade to the very end. until the “stars” have been cut down from the sky. this oath: i will never forsake. ]#jingliu: ic. [ trapped in childhood nightmares; she tore off a spread of black silk from the edge of her skirt and covered her eyes. ]#jingliu: inquiries. [ ice waves as sharp as knives spreading like transient flowers in the air. freezing all and everyone they contact. ]#jingliu: countenance. [ when you live to be a thousand years. each day is carrying the weight of a mountain through an interminable maze. ]#jingliu: introspection. [ why do you wield a sword? / this is like asking a poet why they wrote poems. this is the only way for me. ]#jingliu: meta. [ this sword in my hand... naught but a needle compared with the heavenly bodies. how can i use it to cut open a star? ]#jingliu: little notes. [ this is the first time she understands “wanting to live”. before now; she was simply someone ready to die. ]#jingliu: wishes. [ unsheathing this sword without merit is to blaspheme the divine will of the reignbow arbiter; and invite calamity. ]#jingliu: etc. [ to the xianzhou; i am but an abandoned pawn: a wandering swordmaster. ]#jingliu: the sword. [ if a day comes that the quivers run empty; and starskiffs crash who will protect you and i then; or the xianzhou? ]#jingliu: florephemeral sword. [ a sword: 3 feet; 7 inches in length. weighing nothing. and it glowed as if a sliver of moonlight. ]#jingliu: shattered sword. [ a sword: 5 feet in length. weighing 3000 catties. unyielding: mirroring the defiance; hubris of its creator. ]#jingliu: cangchang. [ when devoured; we had to face the truth that our lives were but a grain of sand in the river of time. ]#jingliu: hcq. [ their faces still linger before my eyes like a bygone dream. yet dream will eventually fade. like clouds from the sky. ]#jingliu: memories. [ given the choice between staring at the abyss with a troubled mind and marching blindly: i choose the latter. ]#jingliu: jing yuan. [ in an endless night; there is nothing closer than the bright moon. always hanging in the sky. ]#jingliu: imbibitor lunae. [ even after your rebirth. your techniques haven't changed. / when i move it's like… / … like you never forgot. ]#jingliu: baiheng. [ the things that we said and did together have all been shrouded in a layer of mist. a mist i cannot see through. ]#jingliu: yingxing. [ some are born with unparalleled foresight; intelligence; but make the ill-advised choices at destiny's crossroads. ]#jingliu: blade. [ that broken sword... you don't want to let go of the past. do you; blade? ]#jingliu: yanqing. [ that move was a token of my appreciation; young man. we were fated to meet this day and in days to come. ]#jingliu: v. youth. [ you can use this to vanquish those that took everything from us. ]#jingliu: v. sword champion. [ she knows it all. swords are a part of her body: the intake and release of her breath as she walks. ]#jingliu: v. traitor. [ and i will suffer my eternal punishment. that is the only way to keep the memory of the pain from fading away. ]
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hellooooo i just moved to a new state for Accessibility and i'm waiting to start my new job and i have movers to pay soon so i am here with commissions!!!
commission request form right here babeyyy
details:
+1/2 price for each additional character
will not draw: nsfw, heavy armor, animals/non-humanoid characters, complicated backgrounds
i will ask for half payment when you are next in my queue and the rest when the piece is finished!
i currently take venmo, paypal, and zelle, but we can discuss other forms if needed
taking a few slots at a time, if you miss this round keep an eye out!
if you have any technical difficulties with the form or any other questions feel free to message me!!
thank youuuu
#living out of my suitcase and sleepin on a air mattress rn but we are vibing....i need my movers to get here w my stuff Now#but i also need more time to like. pay them fjsjdkdj my job is gonna be biweekly paychecks But i start this week!!#just wont get paid until at least next week. maybe the week after idk#but its ok i have my ipad and a dream#art#disabled artist#small artist#queer artist#art commissions#commissions#commissions open#artists on tumblr
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hi tumblr this is a little embarrassing to post but here is a perfectly crafted sex playlist that i have been working on for a year.
only used it a few times for my most recent "situationship" and they def did not deserve it. because of them i will be taking a break from causal sex but thought this deserved to be listened to. since ending things with them i haven't been able to listen to it and has made me extremely sad.
#this is turning into a rant post abt them and im sorry#fuck an open relationship#situationships#rant#stereolab#portishead#blonde redhead#malory#AIR#lsd and the search for god#sade#love spirals downwards#massive attack#wisp#ozean#cocteau twins#panchiko#hiroshi yoshimura#elusin#beach house#shoegaze#indie rock#dream pop#sex playlist#music#playlist#youtube#starfllyer 59
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woke up just in time to lie in bed and listen to a thunderstorm start ^_^
#slept w my window open it’s cool out!! cool and comfy in my room and fresh air bc people don’t smoke out there much anymore!!#life could be a dream#p
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Star Catcher
Digital art
#art#artists on tumblr#artwork#digital art#drawings#illustration#commissions open#ibispaintx#ibispaint art#surrealism#surreal#hot air balloon#stars#dream
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i'm watching old concert videos again and theyre all so beautiful and full of life and i wanna go deep into the woods and scream and sing along to every single song
#i talk#im so fucking sentimental rn lmao#havent been to many concerts lately bc covid and also no one i know is coming here#alt j in nov 22 was amazing and black honey last nov was so so so good#they had the Coolest 90s postpunk grunge opening act theyre also local and called anger mgmt#i especially miss the little punk shows i used to go to#ahh the video of zsk and the audience singing along with antifascista#or the green day one in 2017 where the audience sang boulevard of broken dreams and american idiot#and the fucking frank iero one where i was like 1 meter away from him i almost died#or the tiny local new wave band at a free open air concert with an audience of like 10 people and everyone was dancing and vibing#all this was prompted by listening to bohemian rhapsody and getting emotional about that bc they also played that at the green day concert#and had thousands of people sing along#im not ok but like. in a good way
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Took a nap, proceeded to have a nightmare. Very fun. I never know how detailed my dreams can get until I'm locked in an elevator, pushing every button to get out, unable to. And when it's finally pried open, I don't even know how it happened but there were multiple people injured. Anyway my dreams can fully produce the image of dead and injured people with blood and bones, organs showing. And I didn't know that until now. My description does no justice to what I saw and felt. So yeah.
#i just remember being in a group and we split off - and a terrible feeling washing over me as i ran into an elevator#trying to avoid someone who wasn't taking no as an answer and they were right behind me#i hurried and pushed the button to a different floor and it went down but when it stopped it didn't open#and none of the buttons worked including the emergency one#i could hear the other elevator working tho#and screams and shouts#someone banging on the elevator and i was then on the ground gasping for air#two people did pry the doors open after i don't know how long and i was met with the immediate sight of blood#multiple people and they were being treated about to be taken in#the last part i really remember is going to a bathroom and finding someone there dead and you can't see a face#their body was so mutilated that it was impossible to identify them#and i went back to my hotel room and i see my mom and i broke down saying i just wanted one night of fun#and i explained that i got stuck in an elevator when it happened#and they had to pry the doors open for me#and i only then noticed i had blood on me i fell at that point dizzy and woke up#a very interesting intense dream
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how it feels getting trapped in a sleep paralysis/false awakening loop for 40 minutes while trying to take a nap right before having to make a phone call
#this made less and less sense the more i worked on it and the more the memory faded#didn't see a demon or anything (couldn't open my eyes) but hallucinated for the first time ever someone?#presumed it was my friend or sibling or something someone who could feasibly get in my room#poking me in the ribs bc they thought it was funny (it was not)#was going to try to find an emoji or one of those meme faces but i don't think it would have worked as well#so hurrah first my art im posting exclusively to this blog#literally the ONLY thing in one of the loops that indicated it being a dream was where in the previous loop i moved my water bottle#and it was in the same place that i moved it into the previous loop#the fuckiest thing was i was trying to take deep breaths to not panic but i couldn't control my lungs or airways or anything#so it was a lot like when you surface from water and there's that vacuum and you try to suck in air#but there's nothing there so there's that massive disconnect of what you expect to what you feel and ofc that makes it worse#but also when i was trying to exhale and my body (on autopilot) was inhaling#that phone call went surprisingly well considering i was like only 40% sure it was even real#i'm like still only 60% this is real some of those loops were scarily realistic#yikes#i uh don't like this feeling#i really didn't like that#sleep paralysis#false awakening loop#eggsistential draws#my art#eggsistential speaks#tag rant
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Soooo... Is he actually qualified for this? Or was it just an excuse to get him out of town?
Hudson: "I swear to Hylia if that damn kid breaks one more peice of construction equipment while trying to 'improve it' I won't be responsible for my actions!"
Rhondson: "Be nice, dear. He's trying."
Hudson: "Trying my patience, at least..."
Rhondson: "Why don't you move him into a different position? One where he can't hurt himself or anyone else?"
Hudson: "What do you suggest?"
Rhondson: "Put him on the hill up there selling dream homes. It's a nice big lot, but it's too far from town for most people. Too much of a chance for monsters on the route in. And it's never going to sell now that we've had the Upheaval. No one who has the capital for it is looking to move."
Hudson: "... That might just work. Let him be young and stupid where he can't blow up anyone but himself, but close enough we can keep an eye on him. I'll have to make him an inspector, though. All of my solitary workers need that qualification."
Rhondson: "It'll be fine. He's very clever, that Granteson. By the time he actually has to inspect something he'll have calmed down and learned to think things through."
*three months later*
Hudson: "What is that lopsided monstrosity up on that hill?"
Rhondson: "Sooooo... I might have sold that lot up there."
Hudson: "Seriously? To who?"
Rhondson: "Link. As a thank you for helping Mattison I gave him a deal on it."
Hudson: "... Is it... open to the weather?"
Rhondson: "Some of it, yes."
Hudson: "Did those two... put in staircases?"
Rhondson: "Only to the second floor. Granteson informed me quite casually that Link usually either climbs the walls or magics through the floor. I'm not sure of the details, mostly because I just wanted the conversation to be over."
Hudson: "... I'm not sure if I regret everything or not..."
Rhondson: "That seems to be pretty normal for dealing with Link, to be fair."
#loz link#loz totk#Granteson#Rhondson#Hudson#Link#the dream home#because Zelda ruined the one I had before#I don't think Granteson is qualified to give home inspections#I feel a real inspector would insist on an appropriate amount of staircases#and railings on rooms open to the air on the second floor and up#fanfic#my writing
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trying to convince yourself the teenager who passed the family picnic celebrating your grandparents birthday wasnt actually doing the hitler salute but instead a super similar and totally unrelated hand gesture: just jewish things!
#no one else noticed#so i am not going to bring it up#and ruin their time or memories#but i am absolutely furious and inconsolable rn#how dare you. giggly little idiots who think theyre sooooo funny#well my grandparents are still here and so is their legacy so i guess do the salute. we won motherfucker. my children did not fear you and#no one even noticed your empty and baseless hatred#i hope you sleep well. i hope this haunts your dreams when you are old enough to understand it. i hope your palm itches every time it faces#open air. i hope your children are proud if you someday. and are disappointed when they learn this about you.
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save me paramore after laughter
#hhhhhhhhhhgjjgjhhjgjjjgjjhhhhhhhhhjjjjj never had i been more 15 than when this album came out my god. if i smile with my teeth think you'd#believe if i smile with my teeth think i'd believe me.......... hold onto hope if you've got it they say that dreaming is free i wouldn't#care what it cost me................#hard times are literally gonna make you wonder why you even try hard times gonna take you down and laugh when you cry and i still don't know#i even survive hard times !!!! fuck !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#i'm underwater no air in my lungs my eyes are open and i'm giving up you are the wave i could never tame if i survive i'll dive back in !!#save me hayley williams..............#ALL OF CAUGHT IN THE MIDDLE SAVE ME HAYLEY WILLIAMS#(also yes i've heard idle worship i love idle worship i'm just quoting the meme and finding solace in the fact that she's survived this too)#a post
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2.5 DAYS TIL NEO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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I just have to finish my Gladiator outfit!!!!!!!
#ik this might not mean anything to anyone outside of Wasteland#but I've wanted to be a gladiator since my first ever Wasteland??? at like age 23??#so like 9 years now lmfao#and now I finally finally finally get to start living that dream kind of hahaha#i'm not a full gladiator yet (although I really wanna start training next year/when I move back to CA)#but I'm running with them/being a meatbag who's a designated kill during the initial Red Rover run at the Core#that's like the opening match#Gladiators is kind of like wrestling but with actual blunt weapons/morningstars/etc and in a VERY SMALL CAGE#like errr 6 to 9 feet in a circle I think??#at Neo it's an open air thing with multiple people at once#and there are phase matches after the first match#but HOLY FUCKING SHIT#I remember grabbing onto the rails and climbing the cage at my first Wasteland and being like THIS IS THE COOLEST THING I'VE EVER SEEN#I'LL NEVER BE BADASS ENOUGH TO DO THIS#and here I am!!!!!!!!!#HDAKJHDKJAHKJAH#maggotposts#neotropolis#bonertown tag
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