In Cars 2, Mater Tells The Story Of Him Accidentally Taking The Battery Out Of His Friend Luigi, The

in cars 2, mater tells the story of him accidentally taking the battery out of his friend luigi, the yellow car with the tire store, and then showing him the battery, causing luigi to stall. I chose to interpret this as a metaphor for the end of the two's love affair when mater forced luigi to see the truth of their situation. Luigi and mater were fast friends when they first met, drawn to one another's clear eccentricities. You wouldn't know this, however, based on their relationship in the movies, all thanks to that fateful night years before lightning had started racing and route 66 was still thriving. It was a summer night, warm and starry like any other night off the beautiful route 66. Mater and luigi were just friends to the general town and their conscious thought. In the subconscious, however, the two cars knew what they really were. Lovers, soulmates, individuals bound to each other in every universe, every time line. They knew it from the way their engines raced when they saw each other and the pits in their gas tanks they felt when some lowlife wom*n would flirt with one of them.

"I'm going to fucking kill her" mater thought when he saw the skimpy red porshe flirting with his love- I mean friend the other day. As the pair drive out to the cattle field together, mater smiles, thinking of the porche's screams as she was taken away by his alien friends.

"its ahh beautiful ahh night mator mama mia." luigi says, turning away to hide the blush that creeps across his face from saying "beautiful" and "mator" in the same sentence. He doesn't know why this happens or why his engine always starts to rev when he sees that not yet rusty towtruck.

"It sure is luigi. Hey, want some of fillmore's stuff? its crazy man" mator offers to luigi. they proceed to get high as fuck.

"this is ahh good ahh shitehh mator" luigi says italianly.

"yeah dude"mator coughs out, no longer wanting to talk because the typing Italian tutorial sucks. They gaze into each others windshields for the moment, frozen in place. The two slowly lean in, entranced by the moment, stopping as their lip bumper things bump in the middle. The kiss is brief but enrapturing and the two are on each other in an instant. The scene is passionate and confusing as the cars wrestle in the grass surrounded by tractors. Then, as suddenly as it started, it was over. Mator was willing to accept what they had, who they were, but luigi wasn't. His love was drawn out by mator in that moment like a hook catching a battery, and was shown to him in the beautiful eyes of his lover. He couldn't take it, couldn't handle watching his true self be exposed like this and he frozen so to speak, throwing mator off in to the tall grass. He raced back to town as fast as he could, unable to face his love. Mator was left there in the grass, stunned and stoned. The only thing that moved him from his place was the sound of a tractor, tipping with a loud "HONKKKKKK".

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"people who stay up at night are either insomniac or In love" people who stay up at night read gay fanfiction on AO3 what are you on about?

1 month ago

Counter argument:

Counter Argument:
Counter Argument:
Counter Argument:

Will graham looks like a pathetic crusty little white dog undergoing a constant wave of electro-shock therapy while soaking wet from spiraling in a mud puddle.

I sincerely apologize, but I do not get the appeal.

Will Graham Looks Like A Pathetic Crusty Little White Dog Undergoing A Constant Wave Of Electro-shock

And honestly, if Hannibal didn’t intend for Will to become something beyond his influence and to eventually surpass him; it’s unbelievable how that “I need you docta lecta” moment actually fucking worked. Like yes, Hannibal knew damn well it was a part of Will’s manipulation but….really? That whole grown ass man begging for your attention supposedly under the guise of deception and you aren’t going to at LEAST reconsider your life decisions or methods of experimentation? It’s just sad from both ends. I understand that’s the point of the whole show (and I can’t also not take the power of f@ggotry and all into consideration) but sometimes I’m like…..really? For HIM?

This is inspired by my bestie who is in love with Will and will absolutely not hear out. @nanacriedpower

(Also this is no slander against Hugh Dancy. He is a good looking little lad but I cannot for the life of me see the hypothetical appeal in William Graham.)


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2 months ago

i wish i could say i did it for april fools but i forgot that was today I just unironically posted mator x luigi fan fiction


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1 month ago

KLANCE TRAINED ME FOR THIS

I am so serious - if you have experienced a 2010 queerbait, and have a hint of game knowledge, go see the fucking Minecraft movie. Its not subtle. There's a bit every 5 minutes.

I sat in that theater- jaw SLACK watching what may be the most perfect casual not confirmed bit of old man yaoi cinema in casual movie viewing of the year. It will not be topped. This movie doesn't exist without them.

Was the movie good? No. But I had the best fucking time.

2 months ago

At the beginning of the first cars movie, a pair of lightning mcqueen superfan miatas flash their headlights at lightning. When they do this, the implication is that they are flashing their tits at mcqueen, a joke aimed at the adults watching the movie with their children. While the moment is brief and no more than a throwaway gag, it provokes many questions for me inregaurds to gender and sexuality in the cars universe. It is scandalous for these cars to show their headlights, to choose immodesty blatantly. For many of the other cars, however, their headlights are always out, and their blatant immodesty is normal and expected. These cars with no covering for their headlights are allowed to be immodest in a way a car through no fault of their own cannot. By the nature of their birth, blinky light cars are forced to conform to a set of morals and modesty that those around them do not. This makes me think of the difference in treatment of men’s tits versus women’s tits. Men can walk around shirtless all they want with no repercussions. It is normal and expected for men to go full frontal at the beach or pool in a way that would be shocking and illegal for women. If anything, efforts to cover men’s tits will be seen as more immodest and more taboo than it is not to cover them. This matches the cars that do not have blinky headlights in the world of cars. In this logic, cars without winky headlights are men, and those with them are women. Women are expected and forced to coverup their boobs because of their average relative size compared to men and social conditioning that sexualizes women’s tits over men’s. Like the cars with headlights that can be hidden, the fat deposits granted to cis women at birth cause them to be othered by the other halfish of society. Women have more there than men most of the time and are motivated to cover up. If you got DDD boobs you’re gonna to want to support them, and consequently cover them. This natural feature of a person leads to them being naturally drawn to a place of modesty. On the winky eye cars, their natural state draws them towards modesty as, at rest, their headlights are closed. While they might not always want their headlights out, likely women don’t always want their tits out, headlights are still an important bodily function for these cars. Do these cars face oppression for their natural traits like women do in our society? If these cars are driving at night, is there the risk that those around them will be distracted by the usage of a stigmatized and sexualized part the same way we stigmatize breastfeeding mothers? 


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1 month ago

Ok, but how do Will and Hannibal, like, LIVE together? It's not all fucking and recreational murder.

Like, Hannibal obviously cooks and Will obviously does yard work. Who does the general housekeeping? Hannibal will want to hire someone and Will will be like 'I REFUSE TO HAVE A STRANGER TOUCHING ALL MY STUFF >:('

And then Hannibal will be like 'I'll touch ur sTuFf', but in a weird, Hannibal Way like 'Is it a matter of pride or a safe guard against intimacy? What is a home but an extension of our selves, even our very bodies? Have we not, through our cohabitation, the mingling of our material lives, become more intimate than a simple sweep and dust could ever approach? Tell me, Will, what dust and detritus has settled into the cracks of your being that we, together, have not unearthed into the light?'

And then Will would be like 'I'm going to kill you with knives and hammers, you pretentious fuck.'

And then they have sex on the kitchen floor.

What the fuck was I talking about.

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