there’s something so satisfying about umbrellas that just immediately pop open when you press a button.. so suave.. so sexy.. watch me open my umbrella and shield myself from the rain in one swift movement and tell me that’s not smooth. not hot. you can’t. because it was SO sexy
i’m never hotter than when i just pop open my umbrella and casually swing it to my shoulder. that’s peak me baby. never gonna be any cooler than that
The real suspension of disbelief in Mass Effect has nothing to do with Space Magic or the existence of aliens or evil machines from the dawn of time; it’s putting Mordin Solus and Miranda “I locked eyes with Death and Death blinked first” Lawson on the same ship as Thane Krios and then asking us to believe they wouldn’t have a cure for him after two all-nighters and fifty-seven pots of coffee.