Hi! Here's some more Bowuigi as Bluey because I love them skjdksjd
It's from that one episode that makes me feel like crying when I watch it 😔 I hope you know the one ajskda Where it shows the mom hugging Bingo on her bed, and the dad is sleeping on the floor in his own room.
Also yeah Junior was crying in his sleep and that's why Bowser went to lay with him :'v
ALSO yeah Bowser's the sun and Luigi's the moon and the koopalings are all planets :''v
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[Blows the dust off this blog] Long time no see...
Back in the Danganronpa pits... have some silly doodles for an...AU? or like, slight canon divergence/missing scene? I got to chapter 5 in my THH replay and was thinking about the part where these four are alone in the gym dismantling Monokuma all night.
I know realistically it's supposed to be because they were paranoid and extra careful about taking it slow so nothing went wrong... but like... their alibi is from 10pm to 7am? In my heart of hearts it actually took the whole night because they kept getting distracted and chit-chatting and got into a bunch of shenanigans once the actual dismantling part was done. Like Byakuya says they went to the bathroom in pairs?? Not to mention you'd totally expect him to make a comment about how insufferable it was being stuck together for like nine hours. And Hina says they played rock paper scissors to decide who brought back breakfast???
You can't tell me they didn't bond at least a little bit. A friend pointed out it'd have the vibes of a 4am discord call and that's exactly it. Emotional confessions about personal fears and insecurities to dumb physiological debates that become inside jokes forever. Etc.
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Me when I go to the Monster Ball in a lesbian flag of a skirt (love me) and dye my hair the main color of this girl I used to fight with because of my mom’s pressuring influence (love me love me) and now I share soft looks with her, this girl who has led me to softness with open hands and gentle smiles (love me love me love me) and she’s just a friend but in that weird aching way that leaves my heart sore and teeth hurting (love me love me love me love me-) and good gods is this what it feels like to be accepted? To be known?
(love me love me love me love me please just please it’s all I’ll ask)
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Whenever I see someone say how bad Danny's hero outfit is and how easy it is to tell the two of them apart I'm always thinking about how Superman gets away with far less, I mean at least Danny changed his whole color palette and can rely on the fact that phantom is a ghost and Danny is the living son of ghost hunters. All while Superman mainly just takes off his glasses and occasionally changes his hair sometimes. And it doesn't help that as a reporter he'll occasionally report on stories about Superman as well.
Okokok I hear you.
But in defense of Superman: Can you remember even 5 reporters off the top of your head by name? Probably not. People also don’t expect Superman to even be human, they assume that this god of a being doesn’t need a secret identity because he’s just Superman. We as the reader know so we can easily make the connection. People who he interacts with on the daily don’t know.
To qoute Henry Cavill when he stood in front of a Batman V Superman billboard in Times Square with a Superman T-Shirt on and no one recognized him:
“Dear Doubter. The glasses are good enough. Regards,
Superman”
This absolutely applies to Danny.
This kid is dead. He’s a ghost. You don’t expect that ghost to have any other life besides being undead. also Danny is a pretty average kid. He doesn’t do any big activities outside of school and has a very tiny friend group that he sticks to. People don’t expect him to be anything remotely heroic. He doesn’t openly display any heroic traits. Sure there could be some strange shit around him, but people could chalk it up to his parents being strange ghost scientists and their influence rubbing off on him.
Phantom and Superman both have the same trick to their secret identity: no one expects them to have a secret identity in the first place.
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