anonymous asked:

I just realized something: not only is the Switch incompatible with Wii U disks, it's incompatible with the entire eShop library. Unless it has people working before the release on either developing new digital games or reprogramming them from the Wii U versions, the console will be releasing to a huge dearth of digital games.

It being Unity and UE4 compatible means it’ll probably have more games than any other nintendo system.

This is James, believe it or not, he is the same as as me, 24. Despite his age, here he is getting ready for his first day back at school for the new school year. He has always looked incredibly young for his age, the fact that he couldn’t grow facial or body hair didn’t help but let me explain the actual reason why he is getting ready for school. 

2 months ago he had just applied for a teaching job in another city, because he had to travel to this city for the interview he thought he might as well make a week of it and go on a holiday for a week. I decided to come because I had nothing better to do, and unknown to him, I had been in love with him since high school, yet despite him also being gay, he had no interest in dating me. 

On the first night of this holiday, he was invited to a school days party by one of his friends. This involved getting dressed up in your old school uniform. James didn’t have his old school uniform with him so he just went out and bought a generic school uniform for the party. Unsurprisingly, he looked just like a 16 year school boy in the uniform. I wasn’t into dressing up, but despite me not having a costume, James pressured me into coming anyway.

On the way to the party was when tragedy struck. While crossing the street, a car came out of nowhere, it just missed me but went straight into James. He was rushed to the hospital, and naturally I came with him. When we got to the hospital they took him straight in and wouldn’t let me see him, not being family and all. After hours of waiting, a doctor came out and brought me through to see him. Surprisingly, they had put him in the youth wing of the hospital, they must have assumed he was a young student based on how young he looks and the fact he was wearing a junior’s school uniform. If it wasn’t for the circumstances I would have laughed because I know how sensitive he is about being mistaken for younger. The doctor informed me that they had brought me through because he had suffered amnesia from the accident and couldn’t remember anything. His ID must have fallen out of his pocket when the accident happened because they couldn’t identify who he was. They asked me if I knew who he was, or who to get in contact with. Now I know this makes me a horrible person, but I saw an opportunity and took it. I claimed I had no idea who he was and that I had just come because I was worried about a young student being by himself, because I’m a foster parent and care a lot about children. Obviously most of that was a lie, apart from the part about being a foster parent, I actually was a registered foster parent. He had no recollection of who he was, so when the doctors told him he must be a high school student based on his uniform, he believed that he was a 16 year old high school student.

After a series of events, I managed to convince them to let me foster him until they could find out who he was and how to contact his parents. He seemed to like me even with his amnesia and I have to admit that I kind of loved him talking to me as if I was so much older than him and I loved being able to tell him what to do. Because he didn’t know anything about himself or where he would go if I didn’t want him anymore, he did everything I told him. Because he didn’t have any clothes I went and bought him some, naturally I bought clothes that made him look as young as possible, as opposed to the normal clothes he’d wear that made him look like an adult. Because he had a broken leg, he couldn’t wash himself, so the doctors informed me I would have to wash him, naturally I didn’t object. I loved being able to run my hands all over his naked body, I had dreamt of being able to touch him like this since highschool, his face may have made him look like a 16 year, but his body sure looked like an adult, he was surprisingly ripped, because you wouldn’t think he was based out how he looks. I was in heaven. Speed forward 2 months and he was still my foster child. No-one had been able to find out who he was, we were on the other side of the country and admittedly I don’t think the hospital or police had put much effort into trying to find his family after they loaded him off on me.

So here he was, my once 24 year old friend who was about to be a teacher, now my foster child who thinks he is a 16 year old high school student. Just to add to the situation, I had actually enrolled him in the school he had come to this city to interview for a teaching role. The school had never seen his face so they had no idea who he was, and they had no issue with him enrolling as a student at their school when I went and saw them. 

So now he’s enrolled as a student at the school where he may have been teaching right now if it hadn’t been for the accident, going to be taught by people who would have been his colleague but are now in charge of him. I loved the whole situation, being able to pick out what clothes he wears, making him do his homework, making him join the waterpolo team so I can watch him walk around in speedos. He was such an obedient foster child, I think I actually preferred him like this to when he was my best friend. He was going to be a teacher so obviously he had no issue reliving high school, so now he’s just taking a more literal method of reliving high school. I know things may be a bit weird if he gets into a relationship with a high school student, but no-one knows the truth but be, so as long as everyone thinks he’s 16 and not 24 I’m sure everything will be fine. 

I know that this can’t go on forever, one day he may get his memories back, and if that ever happens I don’t think it would end well for me, or his family may find him, which also wouldn’t end well for me. But for the time being I’m enjoying being a foster parent to my 16 year old foster child, I’ve seen the way he looks at me, and I think in his 16 year old boy mindset he has a crush on his 24 year old foster father, which I have no issue taking advantage of.