scene: the climactic battle of Warcraft. forces of men and orcs stare in tense silence before the fighting unfolds, naught but the sounds of men shifting in clanking armour and drawing their weapons
I love how it’s barely been half a century since Europeans stopped straight up mass murdering each other as a regular thing that happened every couple decades or so, and they’ve somehow decided in their infinity wisdom that they’re the world’s foremost experts on political stability and human rights and w/e nonsense they congratulate themselves on.
i hate when people write out jessie and james’ wedding because it’s never in character. like ok. first of all, james would not be in a fucking tux. james would be in a dress, and jessie would get PISSED that his dress is nicer than hers, and it would be this fucking clusterfuck of them dress shopping and trying to find the perfect dress chemistry where they both look flawless and james is only a notch below jessie in excellence because duh she has to be the star.
their vows would be a variation of the motto, absolutely no question
meowth would be so happy that he accidentally starts evolving and jessie and james break their fucking kiss to B-button him like BUDDY, BUDDY, GROUND YOURSELF CMON YOU DONT WANT THAT before hes like SHIT, WHAT THE FUCK
giovanni would show up at the wedding and shake their hands. “good evening james. you’re fired.” “yes, i know, boss.” “well, enjoy the rest of your night.”
meowth and wobbuffet would drink WAY too much at the reception, obviously the best man and maid of honor, meowth would drunkenly break into tears while he’s giving his speech about how ‘jimmy’s da best, i really owe my life ta that goiy!’ wobbuffet also crying, agreeing with everything he says, so nansu so nansu so nansu.
how do people fuck up the rocket wedding when it’s the easiest thing to imagine
ash and every fucking twerp shows up to it, completely in disbelief but feeling an obligation. every single fucking one of them gifts the trio a different pikachu plushie or other pikachu merch. eventually they have a kid and she runs around in a pikachu onesie that misty bought for jessie years ago.
i hate when people write out jessie and james’ wedding because it’s never in character. like ok. first of all, james would not be in a fucking tux. james would be in a dress, and jessie would get PISSED that his dress is nicer than hers, and it would be this fucking clusterfuck of them dress shopping and trying to find the perfect dress chemistry where they both look flawless and james is only a notch below jessie in excellence because duh she has to be the star.
their vows would be a variation of the motto, absolutely no question
meowth would be so happy that he accidentally starts evolving and jessie and james break their fucking kiss to B-button him like BUDDY, BUDDY, GROUND YOURSELF CMON YOU DONT WANT THAT before hes like SHIT, WHAT THE FUCK
giovanni would show up at the wedding and shake their hands. “good evening james. you’re fired.” “yes, i know, boss.” “well, enjoy the rest of your night.”
meowth and wobbuffet would drink WAY too much at the reception, obviously the best man and maid of honor, meowth would drunkenly break into tears while he’s giving his speech about how ‘jimmy’s da best, i really owe my life ta that goiy!’ wobbuffet also crying, agreeing with everything he says, so nansu so nansu so nansu.
how do people fuck up the rocket wedding when it’s the easiest thing to imagine
ash and every fucking twerp shows up to it, completely in disbelief but feeling an obligation. every single fucking one of them gifts the trio a different pikachu plushie or other pikachu merch. eventually they have a kid and she runs around in a pikachu onesie that misty bought for jessie years ago.
