Real

“Twilight is so good with kids” well uh, to be honest he actually just spends his entire game getting hilariously bullied by a merciless gang of small children who have no right to be that savage

Boyos...

Lore drop! Florian has no memory ): he a forgetti spaghetti boy.

Kieran on the other hand-

At least he has a friend.

Might lore dump later ❤️🍎🌸

guess who found the gays

The chocolate splatfest of love

i need his gender so bad you don't understand

Oshawott got isekai’d, Tepig became French, therefore Snivy is joining the time travelling mafia in legends: celebi

There are three kinds of LGBT headcanons:

Actual queer coding / metaphors ("Nimona is trans because her creator made her as a way to express his feelings as a trans person")

Vibes ("Link is genderless because I said so")

It's funny ("Phoenix Wright is asexual because he's the Ace Attorney")

to be honest i am a homosexual.

Someone set the stove on fire, what is everyone doing?

Four and Neo lit the fire, but now they’re pretending like they didn’t and just screaming. 

Acht and Marina are desperately trying to find the fire extinguisher, but cannot locate it no matter how hard they look. 

Pearl is recording the whole thing and laughing. She will later post the video online with the caption “Aren’t you glad Chaos won the final fest?”

Callie is running through the house shouting that there’s a fire as if no one knew already.

Marie is trying to call the fire department but they can’t hear a word of what she’s saying with how loud everyone else is.

Captain is standing in the corner, banging her head against the wall.

Eight is trying to get Captain to stop and find a way to help with the fire situation. 

Shiver and Frye are singing “We Didn’t Start the Fire” while Big Man is trying to find something to smother the fire with that isn’t himself. 

Thank you for the ask!!! Thankfully they do manage to put the fire out, but the stove is ruined. 

…oh my god

End-of-Splatoon thoughts.

Thinking about how since the very start, Splatoon has had a feature where players can draw and post artwork and spot them as graffiti on walls or billboards. Or how the weapons have always been paint brushes and rollers and ballpoint pens. Since its inception, Splatoon has been dedicated to engaging its players with the act of creation and creative expression, showing them how their art can build communities and (literally) change the world.

Thinking about finding golden human-made music discs buried underground for thousands of years, and a grand finale music festival. About the Voyager Golden Records. About those human handprints etched into concrete in Alterna. Did those human artists know it would end like this? First a fiery death and then, eventually, a worldwide celebration of music to represent our shared past, present, and future. Did they know that their songs, insignificant in the face of extinction, would one day become the solution that will save the next dominant life-form from the same fate?

Thinking about how eerily similar the Octarian domes are to Alterna. About how close Inklings and Octolings were to repeating the same mistakes as humans. But their doomed fates were undone not by some miracle technology or military power or a rocket, but by music.

Thinking about how humans wiped themselves out with war, and our parting gifts were liquid crystals that somehow paired with the DNA of primeval inklings and somehow infused them with our memories and culture and a Song. And 12,000 years in the future, that same Song will end a war.

Thinking about how art and music and punk culture and rock & roll and friendly competition and petty arguments and water guns aren’t uniquely human concepts, but the fundamental qualities of intelligent life. An inheritable spirit that can cross evolutionary bounds.

Thinking about the theme of Splatoon, that art and music and fun will not die with the human race. That every piece of art we create is a seed we sow for future generations to reap. That our legacy is ingrained into the crust of the earth. That long after we’re gone, the oceans will remember, and they’ll pick up where we left off.

Thinking about how Splatoon says that the essence of humanity –– the thing that will outlive us –– isn't war or prejudice or destruction or greed, it's a song.

There is a small child in this cafe writhing and screaming with such violence and rage that they keep running out of breath and coughing. The source of her rage? Her mom asked her to eat a single grape.