Comedy is Inuyasha with a bun in the oven. In short: tragedy is me getting a paper cut. Why should Wolfbane merely have to act like a particularly docile woman? Why can’t he have womanly bits as well? She knows how those work! They aren’t scary at all! She runs to her keyboard and the journey begins. Whatever the case, eventually the thoughts coalesce inside Fanny’s dinosaur brain and she makes a sudden connection, the Next Logical Step in changing the object of her desire from Tool-Packin’ Testosterone Factory to Sobbing Orphan Boy In Need Of A Well-Hung Mentor. Perhaps these bats think they have the personalities of anime characters from another dimension, perhaps not. How can we make them less scary? How can we make them more girly when they are already wispy, pale, and cravin’ to ride the baloney pony all night long? How?Īfter the torrid night with the Moblin shemale, Link is faced with a terrible dilemma - should he keep the baby, or will he be checking in to the Hookshot Abortion clinic?Her thought synapses grind and clatter like a poorly-maintained steam engine, or a grandfather clock with a whole mess of gay bats living inside its rusting gears. Turning him into a sobbing emofag that likes to get pounded in the ass by other feminine men helped a little, true, but he’s just still so frighteningly. As discussed in much better detail by much more amusing persons, Fanny gets all tingly and funny feeling in her groinal region when she thinks about Wolfbane, but she’s absolutely terrified of his huge, throbbing cock stabbing her repeatedly in the hymen.
Fanny Fangirl really really likes Wolfbane.
Let’s make up our own hypothetical situation and see if we can’t puzzle this one out: Wolfbane McCracken is a hot, virile bishounen, or at least as virile as bishounens can get without passing out and hitting their heads on the sideboard. Why? Why pregnancy? You have already effectively snipped the balls off both characters like they were naughty poodles, shoved them into a room together still bleeding from the groin, and forced them to fuck each other at gunpoint while your retarded fangirl friends jump up and down, clap their hands, and shriek OMG SQUALL N’ LAGUNA SO KAWAII!! THIS GOT ME HAWT!! OMG YAOI PADDLES!! behind the two-way mirror, why in God’s name would you feel the need to emasculate them even more? Does the idea of an extremely male duder who might want to stick his penis in your no-no areas scare you that fucking much? Cradling the baby to his chest, Squall still felt awkward whenever the small mouth would latch onto and suck at the teat for the precious liquid.