Something I don't think I've seen anyone talk about enough is the discussion on classism and the struggle of suddenly being in a different class SPECIFICALLY with Morgwen

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Something I don't think I've seen anyone talk about enough is the discussion on classism and the struggle of suddenly being in a different class SPECIFICALLY with Morgwen
even if the vees are nowhere near a traditionally “fluffy” relationship, thinking of them just. genuinely enjoying each others company makes me soo emotional its fucked up. they all had completely different lives, in different worlds, decades apart, and met in an afterlife none of them could have imagined was waiting for them, where they found companionship and belonging all of them (for different reasons) lived and died without. that they never could have met on earth makes it even more of an incredibly, unbelievably lucky thing. they enable and indulge each others worst and ugliest and everything they thought that theyd never be allowed to share with someone. that no one would ever truly understand or allow or want. but they do. ofc, theyre still manipulative and selfish and vicious with each other and egos as big as theirs always clash but thats why they work: none of them deserve this and they dont have to, its not about doing or being good. they get to have this not despite but because theyre exactly as they are, as fucked up and terrible as they are, because they've found people who Get them. broken pieces that fit together and all that.
Oh my goddddd
OH MY GOOOOOOD
I need to know what the hell is happening with Amelia right now. She'll be going through it even if she wakes up and it has me feeling like this
What the fuck is up with windows media player? It just doesn't display metadata any more so I've had to download seperate software, and even that has to trawl the internet for metadata, and yet my car CD player can tell me the track, album, and artist name and that thing's been in every car I've ever owned! It was fitted to a car my mum bought in like 2012! What data can it see that an actual computer can't?
Capcom continuously writing Leon as being friends with the president and shit will never make sense to me tbh. Like sorry but if I was blackmailed, abused, tortured, and threatened by the US government I simply wouldn't be buddies with the guy who decided to do all that shit to me!
"What's this?" Peach asked, gingerly accepting the box from Luigi. Just in time too; his hands were shaking so much he was afraid he'd drop it.
"Uh, it's a gift. I helped Bowser make it..."
"Oh! A gift huh? That's oddly thoughtful of him." She lifted the lid, revealing a messily frosted cake, the words 'I'm sorry' written with large, unsteady claws. She smiled softly. "Aw, how sweet. What prompted this?"
Luigi shifted in his spot, overly aware of the crimson spreading across his face. "Ah, well, he's really trying to do better. A-and he remembered that time you made him a thank you cake and figured he could do the same for you." Luigi chuckled awkwardly. "I can't promise it'll taste as good as yours, though."
Her laugh was bright as she found space on the kitchen counter for it, moving around a vase of flowers to make room. "This Bowser of yours seems like a sweetheart. You know, I knew a Bowser at one point too, but he was nothing like this."
Luigi found himself relaxing in her calm, playful speech. He had expected her to hate him. After all, Bowser was the one who had been causing problems for her and the kingdom for years now. But, there she was, cheerfully scouring the cabinets for two, dessert plates for the cake Bowser had made. With help, but still. Her kindness knew no bounds. "W-well, he's made a lot of improvement! He's got a ways to go but..." He had to search for the right words. "...but I'm glad you're giving him that chance."
Peach cut a slice for each of them, and Luigi held his breath, waiting to see how well it held up. The cake looked dense, and maybe a little dry, but it sure was a cake. Luigi let out a sigh of relief, hoping that Peach didn't notice.
"Well then, I look forward to meeting the new him for the first time. However, I do have two conditions."
Luigi could feel the words puncture the balloon of joy that had been inflating inside him as he imagined what those conditions might be. Was he never allowed to set foot inside Peach's kingdom? Would they never be allies? Would...would he not be allowed to tell Mario?
But, when she responded, she did so lightly, twirling the end of her fork in the air. "One: He can't kidnap me anymore. He never hurt me while I was there, but if I'm to visit him I want it to be of my own accord. And two: His kingdom stops attacking mine. We will have peace between us. If he breaks either of my conditions, I might have to go about remembering the old Bowser."
Her words were firm, but they nevertheless brought Luigi relief. "I'll make sure he sticks to those conditions."
She grinned, sliding Luigi his slice of the cake. "Well then, let's dig in."
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Lmao this funny asf he just unfollowed her on Instagram
Now imagine they say she's vixen