You have the best opinions about anything DC. Never let anyone tell you otherwise 😀
This just reminds me that I have an ask from a wee while ago asking about unpopular opinions I have that I never answered bc I wasn't in the mood to but I might go find it now just so people are reminded that I too have shite opinions
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The thing that I love the most about Doctor Who is that it’s just SOOOOOO bad. It’s awful. It’s dreadful. It’s cheesy and stupid and terrible. It has dialogue like “I am the beep of all the meeps!” It’s truly the most embarrassing cringeworthy thing you’ve ever seen. It’s been that way for 60 years. It’s gonna be that way for another 60. It doesn’t matter what kind of budget or fan base they receive. It’s always gonna be this stupid.
I love it so fucking much.
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Kink isn’t shameful because of the weird sex stuff. That part’s rad. It’s shameful because it is technically improv.
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yeah... things are pretty yikes right now in the current batfam storyline,
but at least Tim is rocking those thigh-high boots and I just wanted to appreciate that for a sec
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YOU — It's called 'old man yaoi.'
INSULINDIAN PHASMID — Old? How old?
YOU — Their early forties?
INSULINDIAN PHASMID — I do not remember what it was like forty years ago. To me, that is a very long time.
INSULINDIAN PHASMID — But I also do not remember what it was like four years ago, or four days. And I know that is not a long time to you. Is forty years a long time?
PAIN THRESHOLD [Medium: Success] — Yes. A torturous eternity between now and the vanishing of light.
VOLITION [Medium: Success] — No. Forty-year-olds still have half their lives in front of them.
RHETORIC [Easy: Success] — At least in the Occident…
YOU — No.
INSULINDIAN PHASMID — Then that is just man yaoi.
I'm obsessed with your brain, anon
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you know in hindsight, i dont think it was a great idea to let the kid help like. at all
closups under the cut :-)
wahoo!
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Aziraphale paused when his eyes fell on the drink in his hand.
He stared at it. The golden blond wine refracted through the glass and cast a halo of yellow light over his table setting. He frowned.
“I’m sorry,” he sputtered at Crowley. “Did you just—”
[ MON HORRIBLE CHÉRI ]
i may be stuck in housemove limbo but i will drag myself out of the grave for these cartoomens requests
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