#k I think that’s it byeee :)

[feeling--pink]

Day 8 (pink) - Love Händel 💕

They are THE gay men polycule of all time- to me :)

Anyways a bunch of people did this screenshot redraw a while ago and I didn’t do it then so I thought it would be fun to do now!! :D

Sketch + Screenshot

[txxxciii]

Sometimes I remember that Lao with piercings and an undercut is not canon and just something that the Lao fans made up and a piece of me dies

[svtskneecaps]

my biological peer reviewer (sibling) called this theory “fun” and said i should send it, so here goes

my personal theory is the feds ((”federation”)) created the eggs because they decided the best way to enforce “you can never leave” was to give the people something they couldn’t lose, like in the post by tumblr user alexaloraetheris (no relation to the smp) where their friend who might be a deity had said,

"When you die you descend to the underworld with nothing to lose. To keep you, they give you something to lose. When you want to return, they will demand it back. That's why nobody ever leaves. The only way out is to never enter."

i’m thinkin that on egg D-Day, at the end of the countdown, the feds weren’t gonna give the eggs back. they were just gonna hide them forever, or do something else, anything else, just keep them away from their surrogate parents, because then the people would just be STUCK, because people could theoretically take their eggs and leave, but if the eggs are missing, gone without a trace, then the residents CAN’T LEAVE, because presumably the eggs are STILL THERE, SOMEWHERE, IN NEED OF HELP AND RESCUE, if only the residents could find them ON THE ISLAND. if they leave the island while the eggs are missing, they are abandoning these things that have become their children.

but then in came the brazilians. and shit went south. because see, the spenglish (spanish / english) streamers were INVITED, but the brazilians CRASHED; the feds didn’t INVITE THEM, they weren’t EXPECTING THEM, but they can’t let these guys leave either, so they PANIC, and they scramble to give the brazilians the same thing--something to lose. the new egg had a brazilian jersey, homie was TAILOR MADE for them to pack bond with. the feds didn’t have time to send out multiple eggs, it was all or nothing, so they picked something they could reasonably assume all five of them would find endearing because they don’t know shit about these guys--they had a week to observe the OG batch, but all they know about these newbies is the brazilian flag on their boat--and so they sent the little egg out to become THEIR THING, the thing they couldn’t afford to lose.

it leaves open why the eggs are cracked too, bc idk what’s going on there lol, either 1: the eggs cracked because they’re hatching and the feds picked that date bc they wanted to yoink the eggs before they got Too Powerful, or 2: the feds were the ones to crack the eggs as an excuse for why they vanished--returning the eggs untouched would open too many questions the feds don’t want them asking; this way, instead of being concerned specifically with “why were the eggs missing”, the residents presume they know the answer--the cracks.

but yea i’m just gonna add as an aside that personally i think cucurucho / osito bimbo / the white fucker is way more active again because the feds are still scrambling to keep up with the brazilians (which, again, the feds weren’t expecting), and the binary fuckwad came in to put the fear of god into the newbies--maybe so they didn’t get too focused on the morse code transmissions; iirc max was theorizing that both osito and binary were part of the federation ? and if so it does make sense that the binary entity went to fuck with cellbit immediately after cellbit was introduced to the conspiracies of the island, yknow, a warning shot. i think they want them to be focused on the eggs.

BUT THAT’S JUST A THEOr

[saturntheday]

so ive been listening to girl in red's new album "I'M DOING IT AGAIN BABY!' and i just wanna say i love how each song portrays a different emotion while still following the same style (does that make sense??) if you asked me to choose a fav id probably choose 'I'm Back' bc its so soft and i hope that someday ill be better than ever. i have like 2 more songs to listen to but that's bc i looped each song for a bit (like about an hour each) after listening to it for the first time instead of listening to all of them one by one. i love girl in red sm her music is so mwah

[makololpop]

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[bugdogg]

doesnt matter how cute Mizuki is, or how kind they are, they will always have a pokemon team that has thought into it, theyre not the kind to pick purely on looks

the team will have powerful ass pokemon in it, some from when they were younger, and recent ones they befriended. im running in circles trying to keep the theme but also pick pokemon i like, but also pokemon Zuki would like, i swear ill finish this todayyyyy

[onepiexe]

new job today 😭😶👈

[abelllia]

i feel like there’s a connection to be drawn between martin blackwood and dr. jekyll but i have neither the time nor mental capacity to think about it fully

[fateofthestarz]

Mwahahahahaha!!!!

This account has been hacked by the magnificent @the-marx!!!!/j

(Not really, the owner gave me access to get them to max boops given)

Anyways go check me out, uhhhhhhhhhh happy boop day YIPPE

kbye

[reinemichele]

Okay I'm in a lot of pain And I think I have a migraine (bc why wouldn't I <3) but I wanted to add some stuff from my doctor appointment I forgot to mention

The nurse who took me back immediately said "Oh, I love your shirt!" which was this

The nurse asked me who did my hysterectomy, and when I said who, she said that he had delivered all 5 of her kids and would be delivering her daughter's first baby too, and I said that was really sweet. We both agreed that it'll be very sad when he retires soon.

She said that she sees a lot of patients seeking hysterectomies and feel frustrated when they're repeatedly told they're too young and asked what if they change their mind or if they'd considered if their current/future spouse might want kids. She talked about how often people tell her that they don't feel like this world is a safe/hopeful enough place to bring a baby into, or that they have a health condition that they don't want to pass onto a baby. I said that part of my decision was that as soon as my periods started and I was in agonizing, unending pain, I realized I wouldn't be able to forgive myself if I had a baby and that baby ended up in that much pain, too. I was 10 when I made that decision and I hated that doctors would all say that it wasn't a light decision to make and I needed to think it over, like they each thought I'd only spent 5 minutes thinking about it. It was frustrating to be told no over and over, but it was really insulting to be told to "think it over" or be asked about what if a hypothetical future husband wanted kids [implying that my autonomy to be the final arbiter of my own body was superseded by MAYBE marrying a man someday. I didn't come out as a lesbian to the nurse, but it's doubly insulting because I'm a lesbian; there never will be a future husband. I came out as a lesbian to the gynecologist who agreed to give me a hysterectomy, but with previous doctors I saw, I always made a point of stressing that I never wanted kids and if I ever met a romantic partner who wanted kids, I'd break up with them so that neither of us would have to compromise on something so important and personal to a lot of people].

When I brought up the recurrent kidney stones to the doctor, I said "I try to drink a lot of water, but it hasn't seemed to be enough to prevent the kidney stones from coming back. I can just shut up and drink more water if I need to-- to which the doctor said "Nooo :(" really softly, it was sweet-- but if there's an underlying health issue or something else preventative I could do, I'd like to figure that out.

The doctor said she wanted to do imaging of my kidneys to see if there was a stone in there too large to pass, and also because it'd be interesting to see what a kidney looks like with stones in it. (She's pretty young, maybe mid-30's?, so I'm assuming she hasn't seen kidneys with stones in them before). I love when doctors say things like this because I also think it'd be really interesting to see a kidney with stones in it, but I usually stop myself from saying things like that because most people find it off-putting. It's really nice to let the filter drop a bit when talking to medical professionals. :)

Overall it was a really pleasant visit, and I think I said it in my other post about it, but it's really refreshing to be seen by a nurse/doctor who are kind and caring; that's really rare in the town I live in.

[fictioncoalition]

I’m sorry (but not really) but the Eddie hate that randomly gets in my recommended really grinds my gears. Because it is, from my perspective, based off weird media literacy!

Like ST is no stranger (hehehe) to complex, multidimensional characters. Steve was a major dickhead the first 1 and a half season, Nancy cheated on Steve and she hurt him badly during their breakup, often, Mike and Dustin will discredit Will’s feelings because it isn’t convenient to them, El and Mike often leave Will out of things in this past season, the kids all insult Steve’s intelligence constantly, Billy’s...everything really. All characters in some way hand-wave away hurting others or have complex, human thought processes or interactions with each other.

But then the essays about Eddie are all treating his human characteristics (being hypocritical, black and white thinking, strict adherence to routine) in an non-nuanced way? Using those facets as evidence to prove that he shouldn’t be a fan favorite because of his “problematic” traits. And maybe its just my AuDHD ass but many of the traits they’re using are ones I myself have or had in my late teens. More than a few times was I angry and hurt no one saw my need for routine as something worth caring about. More than a few times was I made to feel bitchy because I insisted we keep things the same,

Honestly, it’s not abnormal either, I think the whole “I’m sooo much better than those clique-y preps/normies 😏” is just a phase every alternative goes through. You do realize that you’re being cringe upon self-reflection, just takes time and energy. Things you noticeably do not have when you’re dead.

But the whole idea that you’re either one thing or the other: A jock or a good person, a nerd or a jock, a sheep or a wolf, is like the core of black and white thinking, a common autistic trait. Like I’m just always looking at things, especially on here, through a disabled person’s lens and it makes me side-eye whenever this sort of like “hating a character that’s liked by a very specific group of people (usually, the queers and neurodivergents) because I think their queer/ND traits are worthy of ridicule and disdain”. Whenever I read them my thoughts are along the lines of: “hmm, you would have bullied me in middle school, I think.”

Anyway, the big kicker I think around the fascination with Munson, aside from his alt style and personality, is the fact that he is one of the few characters we got to know for a short time who then died for other’s character development. He had so much potential to be an interesting person to meet the other characters, see how they interacted and grew, much like Bob. And, unfortunately, much like Bob, the Upside Down got him before we could see what he could blossom into. So it’s up to the fans to decide where their characters’ go from here. I think we’re allowed to do that and get joy out of it.

[wndelta]

im the friend, deadass the place is very hostile towards anything mildly "problematic". idk what i expected from something that came from tiktok but it sure wasnt that. Deadass what happened was two mods liked south park and me n friend also like sp and we mentioned liking cartman and they threw a fit over said fictional character bc apparently liking the offensive paper cut out boy from the offensive paper cutout show makes me evil incarnate! wow! they are hella anti "proship" which, fair not everyone has to like it but the comparison to nazis was Not It.

Anyways i got timed out then banned because i said i was willing to talk about it if ppl wanted to discuss cartman in a civilized manner and asked that they didnt shit on ppls comfort characters. Fun fact, fellas! enjoying a fictional character doesnt mean you agree with his actions. no one in south park is pure of heart.

felt like bein a bit petty and posting this, its whatevs rly bc the ppl there were mostly lil kids (valid bc its a trolls server lol) and the server was pretty boring.

this is just a warning for ppl wanting to go there. they will absolutely be hostile if youre any sort of proship or problematic, so do be careful going in

!!SERVER ANNOUNCEMENT!!

Are you a trolls fan? Maybe enjoy a little bit of infection au? Or even just in general want a cool place to hang?

With the collaboration of me, a trolls infection au influencer, and a few other people we’ve created a discord server for everyone!

Please make sure to do an introduction and age slider as these are super important for permissions. Checking the rules and guidelines are vital!

Have fun~ let me know if the invite expires!

[aventurineswife]

aventurine, sunday, and any others when reader pretends to not remember them after a bad injury hehe…[angst with fluff at the end] i love giving my poor babies heart attacks mwahaha

anyways love u and ur writings btw k byeee drink water ok byeee 💕✨

“I'm sorry, but who are you?”

Tags: Aventurine x Reader, Sunday x Reader, Ratio x Reader, Hurt/Comfort, Angst with a Happy Ending, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Soft Fluff, Light Humor Angst to Fluff, Established Relationship, Memory Loss, Reassurance.

Warnings: Emotional distress (brief moments of fear and confusion).

A/N: thanks for the reminder, anon! 😪😮‍💨I really need to drink some water

Aventurine's eyes widened, his usual playful smirk faltering as you looked at him, confusion clouding your gaze. He reached out, as though instinctively wanting to close the distance between you, but he hesitated. Your words cut through the air, soft and fragile.

"You… you are… who exactly?"

The words stung more than he expected. His heart raced in his chest as he observed the faint, distant look in your eyes. He had always been in control of the game, masterful in reading people, but this? This was a blow to his carefully constructed facade.

"You don’t remember me?" His voice was softer now, the bravado slipping as his pulse quickened.

You shook your head, an empty feeling creeping into your chest. "I don’t think so. Sorry… am I supposed to?"

Aventurine's smile faltered, and for a moment, you saw something raw beneath his cool exterior. Pain. Fear. He stepped back slightly, trying to hide the cracks forming in his walls.

"I suppose I’ve miscalculated…" he muttered to himself, voice barely audible.

But then, you reached out and touched his arm gently.

"I—"

Aventurine looked at you, his breath catching in his throat as you softly smiled. "I do remember you, though. Maybe I was just… testing you?"

The game was on again, but this time, it was different. He chuckled, a soft, relieved sound that made the weight of his worries lift just a little.

"You're dangerous, you know that?" he said, his voice returning to its usual lighthearted tone, though there was an underlying tenderness now.

You smiled. "I think I’ll keep you on your toes."

And with that, the shadows of doubt lifted, replaced by the warmth of your presence—one he could no longer imagine being without.

Sunday stood there, his eyes darkened with a mix of concern and confusion, staring at you as if you were a stranger. His fingers twitched slightly, an impulse to reach out, to make sure you were real, that you hadn’t slipped into some other world.

"You… you don’t recognize me?" he asked, his voice almost a whisper, fragile under the weight of his own disbelief.

You blinked at him, the blank look in your eyes unnerving him more than he cared to admit. "I’m sorry… I don’t think I do. Are we… close?"

The air between you seemed to freeze, thick with unspoken emotions. His mind was racing—how could you forget him, forget everything you had shared? The kindness, the warmth, the bond he’d built so carefully with you...

"I see," Sunday murmured, his gaze softening with a hint of sadness. "I suppose it’s a part of the dream, isn't it? To forget… to lose everything."

You could see the strain in his expression, the hope fading from his eyes. "Sunday, I… I didn’t mean to forget you."

You reached for him, your hand trembling as you touched his sleeve. The contact seemed to pull him out of his thoughts, and his breath caught.

A moment of stillness.

Then Sunday smiled faintly, the sadness still lingering. "I suppose we’ll just have to make you remember, won't we?" His voice was gentle, though you could hear the underlying fear in it.

You smiled, this time with a reassurance he needed. "I think I already do."

A sigh escaped him, a soft, grateful breath as he pulled you into his arms.

"Don't ever scare me like that again." he murmured into your hair, holding you close.

Ratio’s usual air of unshakable confidence was nowhere to be seen. He stood before you, his eyes wide with confusion and an almost frantic edge to his movements.

"You—don’t remember me?" he repeated, his voice betraying a crack he hadn’t expected.

You stared at him, trying to piece together the fragments of the world around you, the details of his appearance leaving you more unsettled than anything. "I… I’m sorry, I don’t think I know you."

His frown deepened, his expression unreadable but filled with something you couldn't quite place—was it hurt? Disbelief?

"I see. This is… unfortunate," he said, voice smooth yet tinged with something that didn’t fit. He folded his arms over his chest, eyes narrowing slightly. "I expected better from your memory."

You looked at him more closely, sensing a vulnerability underneath the sharpness of his demeanor. He was, despite his intellectual brilliance, losing himself in this.

You took a step closer, closing the distance between you, your hand reaching for his, gently catching his wrist. "I’m sorry… but I’m sure we’ve met before. I just—"

He paused, his sharp breath catching in his throat as he looked down at your hand on his. For a brief moment, his composure cracked, and you could see the raw emotion behind his usually controlled facade.

"Don't do this to me," he whispered, his voice barely audible, as if the weight of the situation was too much to bear. "You must remember."

You smiled softly, understanding now. "I remember. You’re the one who always insists on teaching me things."

His gaze softened instantly, a relieved exhale leaving him. "Good."

Ratio’s usual brilliance returned, but this time, there was something gentler about him. "Perhaps next time, try not to lose your memory so easily."

And though his words were sharp, his hand reached out to take yours, a reassurance that you were not lost to him.

Me lmaoo

[desmorotu]

more redacted headcanons!!!

some might be angsty? most of them?

꒱࿐♡ ˚.*ೃ

- i saw a hc where milo isn’t necessarily short, but the other guys are just unbelievably tall. in my head milo is 5’11, ash is 6’5, and david is 6’9. tank is the only one who looks deceiving bc they’re like 5’10 in my head but their wolf is as big as david’s. ppl from the outside make the joke that shaw security is secretly a tall person club

- guy was a music major before he switched to writing. i mentioned it in his playlist post but i get those vibes HARD. he also writes honey poetry because he knows they secretly like it

- i like the idea that darlin and angel came from a rough family upbringing because 1. it’s relatable to a lot of ppl and 2. it would explain why tank shoves themselves into harms way and why angel is so outgoing now. it shows different responses to trauma imo.

- babe sometimes has crippling panic attacks on the thought of angel being a latent empowered and leaving them alone as the unempowered person of the group, but in my mind babe is the latent one and they’re a fire elemental.

- sweetheart feels guilty sometimes for being empowered while the other mates aren’t. they know it has absolutely nothing to do with them and that they can’t do anything about it, but sometimes they feel a pang in their heart at the fact that the other two won’t feel their core swell and warm up when looking at their mates.

- starlight has night terrors about the time they fell down—both times. they also think about when avior fell and they can’t help but intrusively picture what he looked like when he finally landed. it makes them physically ill. avior has to be extra careful when talking back about their experiences sometimes.

- lovely is still goes to therapy every week to work through the trauma of adam, dying, and now they’ve added the summit on top of that. they’re withering away into a husk of themselves. they’re so exhausted with dealing with all of this pressure, but they’d do anything for vincent (and i think that’s going to be their downfall).

- gavin has been brought to tears on multiple occasions at the thought that freelancer loves him for him and not just because he’s an incubus. he’s had to muffle his sobs because he genuinely does not know how he deserved someone so loving. he hasn’t brought it up to them yet.

- i think that freelancer is on the ace spectrum (greysexual maybe?) and that gavin was the only person they’ve ever really had sex with, or wanted to have sex with. they trusted him enough to “show them the ropes” and he built their confidence to where it is now. gavin helped build their relationship with sex and while they’re still on the spectrum, they’re more positive about it and they enjoy that kind of intimacy with him.

꒱࿐♡ ˚.*ೃ

that’s all that i can squeeze out of my brain rn >:( i haven’t been on tumblr that much and UGH it’s just bc my real life is more interesting than my redacted life (which is a very good thing, but still it makes me sad) and i have no motivation to post 💔 but here are some hcs that have been on my mind lately :3 i hope they make sense

k byeee 💟

[nmakii]

Omg ! I didn't think you'd actually respond !! We're gonna fly away from here is easily one of the best ones in the series!! It's so Twisted and disturbing but almost domestic... (Also tysm for including my name idea in your story, Idk where it came from, I just liked it and I appreciate you!) I digress. I've returned with a concept. Al almost always has a plan when he does something. I don't know where you want to go with the second child but this won't be too focused on that one...for now. I really liked how you interpreted Alastor being a weasel and weaseling his way back into the families life and was thinking about how many I wonder about if he has a plan right now, like not a long term one, obviously, but a very specific one for a 'short term'. Women back then, especially in the south weren't allowed to have bank accounts so finicial trapping works well in this case. Also just kinda the ability to turn their kids against her would be enough to terify me. People talk about the 1950's housewife, but oh my god, 1920's housewives were a new kind of depressed. I, personally, don't think Alastor is the type of physically abuse women. No, he's far too classy for that. Instead, like I said, I think he'd either use his status in their house to trap his wife. We were able to run away while we were pregnant and alone, but we have a child now...and would we be willing to leave our child with him? No, I don't think I would, personally. This was just me rambling. K, love u, currently hyperfixated on this au. Byeee !!!! _ Cherry Anon!

DON’T REALLY WANT NO TRUST FUND BABY

[before reading this, read the rest of the story!]

— seems as if alastor found out your little secret

— UR TOO SWEET I SC THIS ON MY IG STORY AND YAPPED TO MY BOY BSF FOR AN HOUR AB IT IM BLUSHING SO HARDDDD!! ABUSE WAS LIT MY LAST SOCIAL STUDIES LESSON FOR THE SCHOOL YEAR MY TCH YAPPED AB FINANCE SO HARD 🤭🤭

being married to alastor, the radio show host is quite the sensation in your town. but, behind the closed curtains, alastor did things that would’ve made lucifer shake in his boots.

no, he didn’t hit you. his mother would kill him if he hit his wife. but, just because alastor never hit you, didn’t mean he didn’t abuse you.

he tormented you in the worst way possible, through noah. and now, emilia.

it’s been 3 years. your little emilia lives up to her name, a cute little girl who’s eager to win. and, little noah is now a big boy, double digits and all.

and, since you’ve returned back to his house, alastor has done nothing but twist your babies’ minds. ‘once upon a time, mama wanted to run away from daddy… so, she ran away and took big brother with her. daddy was sooo worried for mama and big brother though… daddy was able to track mama down, and took her home!’ he cooed to your daughter, bouncing her in his arms— with you right beside him!

you wanted to yell; scream. of course, emilia was too young to understand what alastor was saying. but, still— the fact that he was trying to tell your children that he was some sort of white knight who saved you from yourself. you wanted nothing less, but to snap that neck of his like a twig.

you really shouldn’t act so brashly though. to outsmart alastor, you have to think like him. think of what’s smarter in long run.

alastor was ‘kind’ enough to give you an allowance. $200 every week for groceries and whatever you may need. he’s even so kind as to let you have some ‘private bonding’ with noah and emilia as they accompany you to the farmer’s market.

thankfully, you had a father who wanted to make his little girl survived even without a husband. and so, you had to hear all of his ramblings about finance. saving about 45% each week for 3 years… was about $14,000!

if you saved just a little more, you’d be semi-financially independent until you can get a proper job to take care of your children. it was run-away money, so to speak.

you hid the money in noah’s room. after all, who would expect money there? especially $14,000? and, it worked, for a while. every monday, while you tucked him into bed, you brought the money with you and hid it behind his dresser.

until, what had seemed like a normal tuesday. you came home from the tailor’s, getting back a dress that noah accidentally tore. when you came home, it was only two hours after noon. and despite that, alastor was home.

“a-alastor..! what are you doing home so early? you have a broadcast in 2 hours…” you narrowed your eyes at alastor, on the floor with your children, many new toys surrounding them. “ah, darling! i decided to pick up our children early, and we may have splurged on our little shopping spree…” he smugly grinned. “oh..? where’d you get the money?” you raised your eyebrow, closing the door and laying your bearings on the dining table.

“funniest story ever, my love! there was a random stash of money in noah’s room! seems as if the tooth fairy came early!” he laughed. random stash of money in noah’s room..? “oh. i see.” your breath stopped for a minute, thinking of what kind of consequences could come from it.

“do you have any idea how that money landed there?” he side-eyed you, expecting a lie. “perhaps it was from the old owners? you know this house, there’s so many secrets in here.” you said. “i see… i suppose you are right, darling!” he giggled.

you were back on square one. financially dependent on your husband, if you could even call him ‘husband’. as you climbed up the stairs, you heard alastor whisper to your son. “you see that? momma lied. she got less talkative when papa asked her a question.”

this is what alastor’s been teaching your son. as much as you want to protest, you did lie.

oh, how much you wished for much more simpler times. playing with your baby boy in the kitchen as you make little treats together for his snack at school. and now, the boy alastor’s turning him into— a cunning sociopath, the lord only knows what he will teach your daughter.

this is just a minor setback, it has to be.

[genericpuff]

I must’ve dropped LO before any announcement about this show happened (or if I was still around I was too busy scrolling past it to see the comments). I think I may have dropped it maybe before the trial? So hearing some of this stuff that happened in the comic is just wild. Like the Bees panel is making me think Rachel saw the “welcome to Applebee’s, would you like Apples or Bees?” “Bees?” “HE HAS ORDERED THE BEES! RELEASE THE BEES!” joke and thought it would be a hilarious thing to draw given Persephone’s blank stare as she just…released the bees.

Also, Zelda’s getting a movie??

Ah so the show was initially announced back in Season 1 if you can believe that, in 2019. But I suppose that goes to show how under-announced it was LOL (literally out of the handful of articles about it they're all just like "JHC bought the production rights, it'll happen maybe hopefully soon" and now it's like... 5 years later with no new information, fucking oof)

and yeah I need to make it clear that that bees scene was so divisive it resulted in the creation of a whole new critical community, it's literally how we got /r/UnpopularLoreOlympus over on reddit. The opinions over it clashed so hard that all the critics went "that's it, we're making our OWN space" and the fans went "k byeee!" and now ironically the space ULO made is now way more active and populated than the main space they broke off from 💀

And yes, Zelda's getting a movie:

And I'm gonna be real with you, my expectations are basically on the floor. Maybe I'll be pleasantly surprised like we were with the Mario movie, but the names attached to it aren't exactly inspiring a lot of hope LOL So I'm sure y'all will be hearing me talk about that at length once it actually releases god knows when. TBH I think they would have been much better off making an original show or something, the reality is that the lore and storytelling style of Zelda needs a lot more room for development than a single movie can really accomplish, but again, maybe they'll surprise me and it'll be good. It's just unfortunately being made in the decade of the 2020's when good and promising movies seem to be harder to come by.