Luke Skywalker put away his targeting computer to destroy the Death Star so I don't need AI to help me write an email.

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Luke Skywalker put away his targeting computer to destroy the Death Star so I don't need AI to help me write an email.
i want sapphic women to look at me in public and think ‘i hope she likes girls’
kira on my sketchbook
do you think bowser ever gets anxious after kidnapping peach again that he went too far this time and he calls mario up in the middle of the night to make sure they’re still on for tennis and gokarting next weekend
painstakingly dialing mario’s landline on a comically small telephone only for luigi to pick up instead and he has to ask him to put his brother on the phone. not that luigi isn’t part of weekend plans, but like this is really more of a mario & bowser situation and it’d be rude to drag his brother into it if there’s a problem. so anyway then luigi puts the receiver down to go get his brother and bowser sits there tapping his claws on his table and this is agony, actually, he shouldn’t have called at all, it’s late enough at his castle so it has to be even later over in the mushroom kingdom. but just as he’s about to put the phone down, mario answers all chipper—mario mario speaking, who’s-a calling? which is a ridiculous question because there’s no way luigi didn’t already tell him.—and bowser has to ask him. look, mario, i know i dangled peach in a bird cage over a pit of lava the other day, and when you showed up, i let my son throw giant flaming hammers at you, and there’s no hard feelings about that, right? and there’s a few seconds of silence before mario laughs and reassures him it’s all in the day’s work of a plumber, an explanation bowser has never thought to really question since he only knows two plumbers and it does all seem pretty in their wheelhouse. and then he’s embarrassed for worrying so much so he tries to end the call quickly, but mario just ribs him about how badly he’s going to lose the next race, and then he starts asking bowser how junior is, and does bowser want any of the leftovers since he and luigi really do cook way too much for two, be a shame to let it go to waste. and by the time bowser manages to hang up, this has gone from leftovers into him and junior and the koopalings all being invited over to the mario household for dinner, so long as they don’t park their airship on the front lawn and leave the cannons at home.
Today in niche genres of joke that I can never get enough of and will probably still be secretly thinking about four years later
i’m surely not the first to have thought of this but
I see trees of blue
blue roses too
I see them blue
like me and you
and i think to myself
Da ba dee, da ba daa
STAR TREK: VOYAGER // S5E21: Juggernaut
↳ B'Elanna Torres aboard the derelict Malon freighter.
Well, this should help.
If you see this you’re legally obligated to reblog and tag with the book you’re currently reading
this sounds like a party to me
Much Ado About Nothing (1993) dir. Kenneth Branagh
i really don’t have the time to be the way i am
Alcohol is crazy. One small cocktail enters your body and fifteen minutes later, it has transmogrifie into like a gallon of piss
That is the drunkest way I could have spelled that
I love how some fics are called shit like "They Only Shoot The Birds Who Cannot Sing" and it's like the most insane porn you're ever read and then some fics are called Spit On Me and it's 18,000 words of the most achingly id-scratching prose you've ever read and they're both. They're both so fucking good. thank God for fanfiction.
Fuck your dream job what’s your dream hobby that you don’t have the means to take up yet. Mine are falconry and aerial acrobatics
Imagine all the things I could do if I just did them.