Random headcanon: the reason that Peach and Bowser don’t seem to get a lot of respect in some Super Mario games is because the Mushroom Kingdom is kind of a rural backwater and isn’t terribly important or influential politically, so people tend to regard Bowser as a C-list villain for being so hung up on such an insignificant conquest. Nobody really expects Bowser to be a serious threat – that would be like expecting a guy whose main claim to fame is repeatedly failing to conquer Wyoming to be a serious threat – so they get taken by surprise every single time.
So what you’re saying is that Bowser is more or less on the same level of villainy as Dr. Doofenshmirtz?
Oh, quite the opposite – point him at any target that isn’t the Mushroom Kindgom and he’s this massive outside context problem that rolls over entire armies and cracks planets in half. It’s just the Mushroom Kingdom in particular he can’t seem to figure out, and that bothers him terribly.
The obvious implication is that, like, Mario is an A-tier hero who happens to live in a C-tier nation.
Like, if Clark Kent hadn’t moved to the big city for a reporting job, he’d still be Superman. And there’s be some villain who tried to knock over a bank in Bumfuck Kansas and wound up having a very bad day.
(And eventually we have Lex Luthor spending a huge amount of time trying and failing to run some penny-ante scheme in rural Kansas and failing, and no one can take him seriously despite the fact that he’s just as competent as he would be in canon.)
In Oregon there lives a species of snake capable of surviving tetrodotoxin doses strong enough to kill animals thousands of times their size. This is because they evolved alongside a species of poisonous newt which they consume regularly, which produces ludicrous amounts of a poison thousands of times stronger than cyanide. They got to this point by fighting each other in the same bumfuck nowhere habitat for millions of years. The newts got more toxic to fight the snakes. The snakes got better immunity to keep eating newts. Now we’re left with snakes capable of eating some of the most poisonous creatures alive, and newts so deadly that they are inedible to anything other than these snakes.
What I’m trying to say is that Mario and Bowser are the result of two evenly-matched overpowered idiots fighting the same battle for decades. The consequences only become clear when you square them up to literally anything else.
this shot of the joker pulling up his pants leg seems to imply that the white part of his feet is actually just bare skin, not fabric spats over a pair of dress shoes, as i had always assumed?? which means that the animated series joker has actually been wearing, like, kitten heeled pumps this entire time
Just wanted to let you know I thought about this post so hard I ended up cosplaying it
Lana enjoyed her work as an intern at the hospital. She met patients from all over the county and was learning so much! The uniform was a tiny bit strange, but this was one of the best hospitals in the country so Lana accepted it as just part of their methods. Lana was the only girl on her ward, so as such was able to use her feminine charms to get exactly what she wanted. Feminine charms, Lana smiled to herself, mainly consisted of her having one too many of the buttons of her tight fitting uniform undone, showing off her slim figure to whomever she was trying to influence. Funnily enough, this 18 year old with perky tits and an ass to die for could make most of the men on the ward jump to do whatever she wanted. Today however, Lana wanted something more. It was the part of her monthly cycle that Lana enjoyed the most as she was the most fertile, and therefore desperate to get fucked. She felt the primal urges rising through her, changing everything from how she walked to her stance when she stood, making her subconsciously push her breasts forwards. From the hungry looks from both doctors and patients alike, she could tell the men around her were detecting it too.
This issue was easily enough fixed however. Lana walked to one of the treatment rooms, Room D, and changed the sign on the door to occupied. She knew at least one of the doctors would have seen her go in so it was only a matter of time. She calmly crossed the room towards the bed before bending over and lifting up her gown. It was less than a minute before she heard the door open, close, and lock behind her. The anticipation of what was to come grew as she continued to stare at the wall in front of her, gently moving her butt from side to side playfully. Every second she waited, Lana’s pussy got wetter, soaking through her panties and telling the man behind her that she was ready for him. She felt two firm hands push down on her back, forcing her into the mattress before he tore off her soaked panties. His cock pressed gently against her pussy’s lips, parting them as he positioned himself comfortably, ready for what came next.
Lana tried to work out if this one was wearing a condom. She wasn’t on the pill, there was too much excitement in the risk of getting pregnant, and the men of the ward knew it. It was just some had wives or girlfriends that meant they couldn’t risk fucking a baby into any little slut that presented herself for them, no matter the temptation. The issue was, Lana didn’t care. She loved the feeling of their cocks pressing into her completely bare, the extra sensations that came from every vein running over her clit, and the mixing of their most intimate juices as both parties got too excited. Most of all though, Lana loved the way she could feel the cock inside her tense before shooting its load deep inside her. To this day Lana had felt absolutely nothing like it and fuck did it complete her. The cock pressing into her now however had the distinct feeling of rubber against her lips, which meant that the man had something to lose. She smiled to herself, we’ll see how long before he gives in.
His hands moved to her shoulders, firmly gripping them before pulling himself balls deep into her. The sudden plunge of his entire member into her soaking pussy sent her eyes backwards into her head as she let out a guttural moan. Pleasure rocketed up her spine, sending electrical impulses throughout her body as she naturally tried to accommodate his cock. He pulled it slowly out, making sure to savour every bit of friction on her pussy walls, before plunging it once more deep into her. Her legs buckled, sending her face down into the mattress as she moaned quietly into the bedclothes. He began to pump in and out of her, her pussy gripping his cock each time it came too far out as if regardless of what her brain was saying her tight pussy wanted this. Luckily enough, her brain could not think of anything better, or anything else at all in its current state as she continued to rock back and forth on the bed. Each thrust melted her brain just a tiny bit more as his cock bounced against her G-spot. She felt the pleasure building deep inside her pussy, making her breathless as small droplets of sweat began to appear on her forehead. He wrapped his hands in her hair, yanking her head and chest upwards as he continued to fuck her, the pain mixing with the pleasure serving to intensify the pleasure building deep inside her pussy. Each thrust brought her closer. Each thrust touching. Just. The. Right. Uuuuuuuuuuughhhh. She came loudly, her pussy gushing on his cock as it tensed hard on it. Her vision exploded with colours as each successive thrust brought the orgasm to new heights. Her eyes rolled back once more as her mouth dropped open. Her knees buckled to the point that he was holding up her convulsing form as he fucked her unmercifully. The pleasure was too much, she couldn’t think of anything else. With a final shudder, she finished cumming. Completely drained, she could barely even take in what was happening as he continued to pound into her, the only sound she could make out was the slapping of his balls against her clit. She focused on the noise, his rhythm as he used her body, the feeling of him holding her up, as she continued to enjoy the fucking.
With a grunt, he threw her back down onto the bed, his dick making a poping sound as it left her pussy. Just before he took position once again, Lana glanced back towards the wrapped cock that had been fucking her. A sly grin crossed her face. She reached backwards, and with a speed of hand that surprised even her she tore the condom from his cock. He made a noise of surprise, but barely had time to register it as she grabbed his cock and guided it into her waiting pussy. She backed up as far as she could, feeling his balls once more resting upon her clit before waiting. No man could resist such a welcoming pussy wrapped around his bare cock, and she was almost sure this man would be no different. When he groaned and began to fuck her again, Lana smugly smiled to herself, feeling the added pleasure of every new found ridge and bump on the cock. She began to moan, her hips gyrating, hoping to get even more sensation as his member fucked quickly in and out of her. Without warning, she felt his hands wrap round her throat, the strong fingers clenching as they cut off the blood supply to her brain. The amplification of feeling became too much, her pussy reacted to the added sensation with a new sense of urgency, sending wave after wave of pleasure storming down to her fingers and toes. The edges of her vision began to go black, the hands around her throat un-abating. She fell forward, feeling him continue to thrust until finally she felt him slam himself as deep as he could go into her. This sent her face first into the bed as he held her, his cock unloading rope after rope of potent cum deep into her fertile pussy. She gasped for air, the pleasure of it turning the gasps into quiet moans.
He released her neck, the rush of blood slowly bringing her senses back. He pulled his cock out once last time as Lana lay in a pool of her own juices and saliva, unable to find the strength to even turn around. A loud slap rang out, and suddenly her butt cheek burned, before he fixed his clothing and left. Lana tried to move but only managed to move her legs slightly. “Fuck.” She thought to herself, “That one is a keeper”. She spent the rest of the day nervously dashing to the bathroom as more and more cum slowly leaked down her leg, the red handprint on her butt reminding her of the experience every time she sat down.
The walls of Winterfell were behind him, but Ser Rodrik faced them squarely and could not fail to see. Theon watched his face. When his chin quivered under those stiff white whiskers, he knew just what the old man was seeing.
He is not surprised,he thought with sadness, but the fear is there.
"This is craven,“ Ser Rodrik said. “To use a child so … this is despicable.”
"Oh, I know,“ said Theon. “It’s a dish I tasted myself, or have you forgotten? I was ten when I was taken from my father’s house, to make certain he would raise no more rebellions.”
"It is not the same!“
Theon’s face was impassive. “The noose I wore was not made of hempen rope, that’s true enough, but I felt it all the same. And it chafed, Ser Rodrik. It chafed me raw.” He had never quite realized that until now, but as the words came spilling out he saw the truth of them.
So I wanted to make something for Theon month. The first prompt was ‘favorite quote’ which, I have so many about Theon…
but I chose this one particularly because I feel it’s underappreciated and I had never drawn it before, so.
One of my favorite thing I’ve learned about animals studies is that you should avoid using colorful leg bands when you’re banding birds because you can accidentally completely skew the data because female birds prefer males with colorful bands
Apparently if you put a red band on a male red wing blackbird his harem size can double
So like you can completely frick up the natural reproduction of a group of birds by giving a guy a bracelet so stylish that females CANNOT resist him
