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The best thing about this direct - He laugh
the nightmare in dreamland
Smash Bros + Pink
How old are you again, Dick?
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a loooong overdue part 2 to this one thing i did with flustered babs a while ago, s/o to @laquilasse for opening my eyes and keeping me woke with this pure concept
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Nintendo Characters in the Japanese Ukiyo-e Art Style made by Jed Henry
Subspace Emissary - Falco Lombardi (x)
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@niftybiscuit look at this cool lore i just found (:
“Girls want a Superman, but they walk past a Clark Kent every day”
You fuckin CLOWNS think you’re a CLARK KENT? Not on my fuckin watch. You dumb, headass motherfuckers are barely a Guy Gardner and you think you’re a CLARK KENT? The amount of disrespect is unreal.
Alright so I saw a guy when I was walking home who was wearing this outfit and I just thought about Revali wearing this shirt and because the thought wouldn’t go away I went home and sat down to draw this real quick
johnny’s dad: telling lies?
johnny, lying: no papa
me:
📍 @ateacupoftheuniverse @fangirlforeva2603 here are the pictures, in a new version, with JAY. ⚪Pictures made on request ⚪Lego Ninjago ⚪Lloyd, Cole, Kai, Jay, Zane and Nya (+Ray and Maya) ⚪My edit. Hope you’ll like it. :-) ⚪Repost with credit or tag
LLOYD IS A PRINCESS GUYS
when ur parents start talkin shit about ur personality
could u do a fic abt storm? idc what it's abt but if u cld thatd b great!
Sure thing, anon! Here’s a fic about how Storm spent the off-season timeskip at the beginning of Cars 3!
Fic: Motherland
They’re in Gemmayzeh, in a restaurant with a dress code to meet an uncle the American side of Storm’s family is elated to see. His mother cries.
Half an hour ago, winding through Beirut, Storm asked why a hauler couldn’t take them. But Storm’s mother wants the entire city to see her. Normally, Storm doesn’t mind being the center of attention, either, but none of these cars know who he is, and no one cares. Not here. Storm doesn’t like being reminded that his reputation doesn’t always speak for itself.
“At the restaurant, don’t speak,” his mother tells him. Whisper, if he must. She says, “Your Arabic is… ” and she means it’s like a baby’s. His family–well, his mother’s family–is very well-known in Lebanon, and there will be listeners.
If Gale were here, she’d laugh about this. She’d laugh about anyone telling Storm to be quiet, and she’d laugh at Storm being mad about it. She’d tell him his mother’s probably doing him a favor–Storm doesn’t want to talk to any of these cars; really, he’s been given permission to be sullen and silent. It’s a win-win.
She’d be right, but Storm’s still angry.
–
“Are we going to have to pray?” Storm asks. A private jet is launching them over the pole, straight from LAX to Lebanon. “Like, five times a day, facing–”
“We’re Maronites,” says his mother, tersely. Like that explains anything. Storm’s pretty sure he isn’t one.
–
“Do you have any plans for the off-season?” asks Shannon Spoke.
He’s never really understood her mannerisms, can’t tell if she likes him or wished he’d rot. She’s too professional. He tells her he’ll be overseas, training with supercars.
“You go where the competition is,” he says. He sounds self-assured and silky, like usual. When he watches the broadcast, he believes it.
In Lebanon, he tries to make his world as much like Los Angeles as possible. He doesn’t need to be worldly and he doesn’t want to “train” with supercars. In Lebanon, the Internet is the same. The fuel is a little better, to be honest. But those mountains could be the Sierras and the water could be the Pacific; they’re just out of reach, just like in Los Angeles. From Storm’s vantage point, Lebanon is just like Los Angeles.
Storm has never been to the mountains. He’s never touched the sea.
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“What should have been a scene of jubilation has turned tragic here today folks. After such a devastating crash, we can only hope that this race today wasn’t his last.”
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