#god what is fabian wearing. i do not know

[colinprovolone]

the low quality children

[atty-goldstein]

Thinking about the Wrong Kids and the implications

Ragh taking the Seacaster eyepatch which makes the user immune to fear, when during the sophomore year quest, he'd been plagued with the threat to his mom's life. Ragh possibly carrying so much guilt because he himself had been possessed in the Nightmare Forest to attack his own friends. The very friends who were the first to accept him and treat him like family when he came out. Because we don't know if the Bad Kids died before they were able to snap their hirelings out of the mind control

Same goes for Tracker. But if it happened before Kristen resurrected herself, that's what would make it a lot more tragic for her. Cuz we know that Kristen discovered how Sol, Helio, and Galicaea were all just in kahoots with each other after the Nightmare King killed her. So they could have promised Tracker revenge on the Nightmare King if she worked for Helio instead. And it's because Kristen doesn't get to tell her about the influences behind those gods.

Speaking of, people are saying Tracker wore silver bracers to make herself stronger, but listen. What if she's wearing them also as a callback to the handcuffs she and Kristen used to use

And god, both Tracker and Zelda taking on physical reminders of their lost loved ones. Tracker still having the tattoos even if she's covered it up, Zelda with the white streak. I guess that's yet another thing Kristen and Gorgug have in common besides dying on the first day of school.

But also, it's like Tracker and Zelda are on the opposite ends of the same spectrum. Tracker became someone Kristen avoided becoming, while Zelda became what Gorgug wanted to be

Wrong Kid Zelda intrigued me so much cuz it could be interpreted that she's behind the Wilma and Digby automatons, but we don't know if she made them because they also died or if they pissed her off somehow she decided to just change or replace them. I'm inclined to think it's the former, and that Zelda also picked up artificing from them cuz they would have grieved together and chances are, the Thistlesprings also treated her like she's one of their own

And goddamn, considering they did get the livestream for the Nightmare King battle set up, then that means she and Gorgug literally just made up. They literally just said they loved each other. They didn't even get the chance to see each other again in person after that cuz the next time he contacted her, she watched him die. If she'd been told Gorgug was alive in Fig's timeline, would she also have switched sides?

But another question about Wrong Kid Zelda tho. What happened to the Seven then, if she teamed up with the other Wrong Kids instead?

And yeah, Penny makes more sense to take Riz's place instead of Zayn, but maybe it's because Penny is Becca's character now

Meanwhile, Aelwyn would have literally just turned against the Abernants, for Adaine. They were supposed to start being sisters. And she loses her. Aelwyn, who used the last of her strength to save Adaine from their father, whose magic is about protection, not being able to protect and save Adaine in the battle with the Nightmare King

Also, what do we think happened? Did she get her lycanthropy from Tracker because they're on the same team now? Or did she get it from Jawbone? Did Jawbone give her lycanthropy to aid in her quest for vengeance, or did she make him give it to her?

Most of Wrong Kid Ayda's deal was explained, I think. But I'm then curious about what happened to her relationship to Arthur in that timeline. He's probably not dead cuz Gorgug's dead a second time, but Ayda probably lashed out at him even more because he was the one who sent the Bad Kids on that quest in the first place

But my biggest question is, why was it so tragic for the Bad Kids to die in that battle? Fig would've still been an Archdevil, so wouldn't she just be in hell then? Wouldn't Fabian just be reunited with his father and they go on adventures together? Wouldn't Riz also be reunited with his father again and start being a full-time agent for heaven? Wouldn't Gorgug end up in heaven too, since Gorthalax fixed that thing where he went to hell? Kristen would probably still be fighting the gods, she probably would even punch Helio again for trying to recruit Tracker. Maybe even pull off what Arthur Aguefort did and knock some gods out and posed as them. And Adaine could maybe reach out beyond the grave to the next Elven Oracle, like the previous one did to her.

Also, we know there are other clerics powerful enough to bring them back from the dead, cuz of Yolanda and Lucy being brought back even after being dead for a while. Surely, Arthur also has more connections to make that happen, especially if Ayda's that angry with him and he wants to fix things with her still.

[frntbttmsstn]

Thinking about the Bad Kids because Elmville is a relatively small town right? So even if Adaine/Fabian moved into town later (god knows I don’t remember if this is true or if I made it all up) it’s semi likely that Riz, Gorgug, Kristen, and Fig would have known at least some of the Rat Grinders as kids right? Like in theory we know of an elementary/middle school in town, I have to wonder what it would feel like to watch kids you might have vaguely knew on the playground, or kids who annoyed you in middle school, suddenly show up and become absolutely murderous. I have to wonder if any of the aforementioned Bad Kids ever stopped to think about the Rat Grinders when they were young? Did Kristen and Buddy ever meet at church? Did their parents suggest they become friends? Did they trade friendship bracelets at camp? Does Kristen remember it was his, does she still wear it? What about Gorgug and Lucy, always the tallest kids in class, were they always next to each other in class photos? Get paired up for gym class games? Did Lucy’s parents recommend clothing stores to Gorgug’s? Did Fig and Kipperlily do cheer together in middle school? Did she get invited to the sleepovers? Did she turn on Fig when her horns came in? Did Fig temper her rage like Lucy eventually would? Did Riz and Ruben always get paired up for being small? Did they trade sweaters because they were the only ones who fit? Did they play hide and seek in school and trade hiding spots? Did any of them get invited to birthday parties for the others? Did they all play games at recess? Did they share a language class in middle school? Did any of them notice when their friends/classmates/kids they recognized in the halls became hateful? Do any of the Bad Kids regret it, regret not staying in contact, regret not checking in? Even when they’re older, they shared classes with all of them, do you think any of the Bad Kids are quietly just thinking to themself: “How did I not notice?”

The thing about growing up where everyone knows each other, is that everyone knows everyone in some small way. I have to wonder how many of the Bad Kids have paused to wonder if they had done it all differently (they couldn’t if they tried), if they had been more aware (they couldn’t have been), if they had just reached out (why would they? why would something be wrong?) if they wouldn’t be here.

[figgybeans]

FHJY trailer frame-by-frame

because i love these freaks. ok lets get into it (this is gonna be long)

love the dome this season !! the backgrounds are beautiful. the steps up in production across FH is amazing

ADAINE !! JAWBONE !! BOGGY !! i think her splash art is my have from the six. i have no clue what ESF stands for so anyone lmk

her mini is also i think my favorite, the pins on her leather jacket really sell it. minus points for boggy's HUMAN ARMS though, theres a clearer shot later on

fabian time ! love the blanket. bill seacaster art as well ! god hes terrifying. the doodles on the owlbear stickers are cute too

apples bee ! plus some art of cassandra. kristen is in her strong arc, which the world is all the better for. i think its also important to remember that from the start of the series kristen has always had a higher strength score than fabian (ignoring her 4 dex)

ignore the phantom riz mini, the trailer hardly stayed on his intro art for long. which is a shame cause LOOK AT IT !! the kalina picture, fuckin baron, the corn cuties, so much night yorb, bizz in the corner, captain whitclaw, coach daybreak - the man riz shot through the head in cold blood, the bardy boys !! its perfect.

fig !! sad theres no ayda art in here but theres gotta be in the series. "-and a wizards paramore, YES its part of my identity, thank you" iconic. glad her mini has a custom bass. also gilear <3<3

gorgug my boy. with his giant fuckoff axe. so happy his mini is including his artificer level, PLUS that probably means he takes another level in it, and unlocks infusions >:)

this two headed dragon guy. red dragon can always mean some Kalvaxis callback, but we never know. i DO know that there's a statblock for two headed dragons in Monster Manual Expanded III, so maybe brennan uses that ? or just gives a regular dragon two breath weapons. we will see

this was one of the clearest frames i could get for this art, but what we can see is still cool. love kristen in her kill bill jumpsuit. as an aside im still a riz-has-a-tail believer

now THIS is a battlemap. im like 99% sure that that's the Thistlespring Tree in the background, and the Sig Figs are having some kind of concert here. HOWEVER, if we zoom in, it doesn't look like any of their minis are on the stage. intrigue.

the internet mall ! or something. i have no idea who the minis could be, BUT the IDK-wearing purple one in the middle could be some Guardian of Faith representing cassandra. also adaine and boggy have matching berets in the wide shot

this set i think is a gladiatorial arena of some kind? because we see a bunch of monstrosities and aberrations with this in the background later. also the big gates and monster-keeping pens are a clue.

BOGGY ARMS. BOGGY ARMS. adaine is covered in blood. but fig looks to have some kind of ghost opossum familiar. BUT, my friend pointed out that it could be edgar, zayn's ghost rat ! so maybe we have him return for an episode. this house looks spooky enough. maybe mordred manor gets infested by demons or something

otyugh spotted !! my favorite monster of all time

this roper-looking thing. it overlays when brennan says "an eldritch beast that threatens all of the denizens of this world," so im really thinking there's gonna be an overarching Aberration theme in these combats

also this guy. i have no clue what he is honestly. the rectangle in the background could maybe be a mirror or painting, so this might take place in the mordred manor-looking set from before

purple worm, in the gladiator arena !

some sort of ghost ship? doubtful that its bill seacaster's ship again, and the mist could mean the ethereal plane

the bad kids !! just noticing that fabian's eye patch is either missing or on the wrong side

im pretty sure this is an umber hulk, also in the gladiator set

skateboard fig mini. also, this could be the hang van (?) but it also could be too long and be some kind of ghost limo. idk

graveyard ! maybe they team up with zayn here

a blue dragon, which makes me think the red dragon from earlier isnt kalvaxis related and is just a dragon

more POV arrow shots, but this one's going into a fucking hydra. which looks like it grows three heads instead of two ? if that's what the attachment on the right side means.

this could be the red wastes ? back on the kalvaxis theory.

a wider shot of the internet mall. note the "YARRRRbucks" behind lou

THE RETURN OF THE CRAB KING !!

aaaand the final art frame !! fig finally gets her license (or not)

all in all 10/10 frothing at the mouth till jan 10

[asexual-disaster]

‼️FHJY EP6 SPOILERS‼️

you know the drill!!!

you know how these start,, MURPH U LOOK SO GOOD (shout out to ur shirt again)

siobhan is also looking fantastic, i love her shirt

brennan is wearing THE shirt i love him

‘you’re doing a better job’ i go back to being invisible

milk and vodka

‘i feel like a bad baby’

i put his dice in the full moon; emily i love you

THE HELIO CLERIC

‘lord, helio?’ ‘yes it’s me’

the bad kids are so unhinged i’m sobbing

‘i know in his final moments he must have repented and,,’ ‘no.. no… he’s in hell now..’

‘our friend kristen was a big cornhead when we met’

riz not knowing half the clubs he’s side up for

‘adaine you can work the door at the next party’

‘damn hot dragonborn about to know your shit’

OISIN I LOVE YOU

FABIAN AND ADAINE BFF CRUMBS !!!

‘i’ll take a break when i break your fucking spine’

���if your the crabking then i’m the fishermen’ ‘yeah these waters are restricted’ i live ragh and gorgug so much

ragh being so ready to talk about becoming a cleric of cassandra

why was figs first thought when entering fabian’s room to steal some of his clothes please

even just the mention of a para genasi has made me feral,, frost genasi is so fucking cool

OISIN AND IVY ARE IN THE RAT GRINDERS NO I LOVED THEM

kristen and fig are unhinged who lets them together

fetty wap at homecoming i’m crying

emily is so unhinged, what do you mean you’re disguise selfing as this random genasi to try and fuck with people

also other than the rat grinders playing the system; they aren’t even that bad a group. the members all seem okay (famous last words maybe)

the entire group immediately clocking Fig with ‘what if lucy is dead? why are you trying to impersonate their dead friend?’

the running bit about the steel factory is so funny

‘that’s the ice muffets’

i love mazey so so much

mr mulligan what do you have planned

drunk adaine is so so funny

GERTIE I LOVE U LITTLE BEEKEEPER FIRBOLG PLEASE IM SOBBING

the entire party helping Gertie against fabian

new nemesis alert

riz is absolutely spiralling with conspiracies i love him

you cannot go from all the chaos to a kristen/tracker moment please

‘tough but fair, have a great life’ kristen please god

LYDIA YOU DESERVE EVERYTHING GOOD IN LIFE !!!

[halevren]

FHJY Spoilers || my live thoughts as I watch episode 8

I am playing tomodachi life as I watch this. if anyone is curious, I named my island Yorb Island. I just restarted it

IT'S OUR TIME IT'S OUR YEAR

The lip syncing

see you at basrars! goodnight everyone

"Confirmed to be dead" NO. she is confirmed to not be on the mortal plane, perhaps she simply is chilling in the astral realm (I don't want her to be actually dead she looks too lovely)

licking baby..... :(

the lobster bisque

"Gorgug's roots of never being good" CRYING

I feel adaine right now. I am in such a point where I am very antisocial

glassblowing!!!

This disadvantage stuff is actually making me stressed

There's something beautiful about the bad kids not really caring that Kristen doesn't have magic, they still love her. A true "would you still love me if I was a worm?" She has nothing to offer right now, and yet, her friends move her more than anything

Riz can't focus :(

LYDIA 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

OH NO.... ADAINE.....

A d100???????????????????

91?!?!!?! oh no

ADAINE?!!?!??

FLASH OF RED??????? HUH???? WHAT??? WHAT IS GOING ON??

Not Cassandra???? Familiar scream???

"Maybe it's not your fault at all"

"Yeah I definitely killed her..."

Fiendish aura??

"I out wretchrot on it!" "oh good..."

"I thought it was because he was a straight man wearing the pride armor"

"Are you talking about emo music...?"

Lala Embers..

AW DON'T CRY

I feel like the cup of tea..... would be the worst idea

"All drums welcome!"

"What the fuck are we doing?"

there's a nudity tent

There's nothing wrong with a body 🔥

CASSANDRA WAS MARRIED?

I can't wait to see all the theories after this episode

"I don't want to talk about it"

"Do you want a bardic" no one wants fig'd bardic 😭😭😭😭

oh thanks goodness he has meticulous notes

Theothantic silence

There's so much information being thrown at us

Gods could always remember dead goda

"I thought you were dead" oh my

Lucy was possessed...

AYDA MENTION!!!!

OH MY GOD AYDA MENTION!!!!! ADAINE MENTIONED AYDA!!!!

Alter Emo

"It's all natural, man"

"sexy"

BUCKY!!!!!!!!!! BUCKY BOY!!!!!

24 point starts have to be the red crystals

I love all this theorizing. This feels like a debriefing

"Wretchrot is so fucking god at his job."

Minor illustration running drills 😭😭😭😭

"That's my owl bear!!!!"

"8 foot Fabian on the field next week"

"You know how you see the unknown? You shine a light on it."

"Pop off my first prayer"

A 6TH LEVEL SPELL SLOT?

a lot of invisible naked people

I want to partake in this festival

FICUS

MURPH IMMEDIATELY PUTTING HIS HEAD IN HIS HANDS AFTER FIG TURNS INTO WANDA CHILDA 😭😭

not a mosh pit environment

4 1/2 long pipe??!!? ;!

"You wanna get fucking high?"

RUBEN

"Fig had to take a shit."

"Why are there so many naked old people at your house?" "I don't know man! I don't have anything to do with that."

Gorgug disliking Ruben is so good I can't stop giggling

MY CLERICAL GNOMANCE

There is. Something going on.

PRINCIPAL GRIX

RIP RUBEN???? DISINTEGRATE???

NEW MAP!!!

I can't believe Ruben is the front man of MCG

COUNTERSPELL

"don't do this...."

OH NO. OH GOD.

oh god.......... dildo lawnmower

"I've had sex before!"

IT WAS ALL UNDER THE TARP

NOOOOOO WILMA AND DIGBY!!!!!!! NOOOOO

"Ruthless... So they were into fucking machines?"

"These are your champions, Grix?!?!!?!"

"You're not perfect order."

Save the turtle!!!!!

yeah -5 movement. that's tough.

FABIAN TURN 🔥🔥

26 to hit 🔥🔥

they're all just from this summer 😭

"I'm in"

REMOTE ACCESS

That is a four!!!

GAMER POSE 😭

"We got him Porter."

The shoe rack

"Come with me!"

So many nude gnomes

MURPH CANCELLED A CRIT INTO A MISS

"♪I'M GONNA SAVE YOU♪"

DIMENSION DOOR

SO MUCH GOING ON WITH WANDA

"But that moment of terror does happen, 'cause I want him to feel it. I want him to know what would it feel like if the most important thing in his world disappeared."

LISTENING TO A PODCAST AT A MUSIC FESTIVAL

CLOBICA!!

He's not raging???? Let him rage!!!

Bypasses the shield?!?

STUNNED??

What A Day.

Can the air elemental go up Grix's butthole?

Intelligence saving throws

ALLY GOT THE 3 MUSKETEERS

D12 bardic??????

42 POINTS OF PSYCHIC DAMAGE?

NOOO CLOBICA

Rip Clobica

FOR THE LAWN AND FOR PLEASURE

HE BYPASSES'S GRIX'S SHIELD

Wilma and Digby to the rescue!

Kristen healing 🔥

11 points to Riz </3

33 POINTS OF FIRE DAMAGE?

the little mini displays of what's going on is so cool and cute I love them

Four parents on a battlefield is too many

MY CLERICAL GNOMANCE GIVING OUT BARDIC INSPIRATION

THE VULTURE

Gilearean!

THE COMPLICATED WOMEN PODCAST

I love the CW

BIG GRIX

I love Lou and Ally's energy together is so good

RIZ GUKGAK

"If I take 5 stress tokens—"

HE'S ABOUT TO WHAT? TAKE OVER WHO? RIZ NO!!!!!!!!!!!

NOOOOOOOO RIZ IS GETTING MIND CONTROLLED

"I'm mad at you for asking."

NOOO HE GOT A ONE NOOOOO

HE'S GONNA HIT THE TUBE

FINALLY HIS BAD ROLLS HELP

omg the vulture

"Yes. Abso-fucking-lutely, Brennan. Ally Beardsley is at a place of doubt and uncertainty with this move."

hey hirlie

OH MY GOD THE BACKDROP

THE CULTURE DIMENSION???

WHAT?????? WHAT????? THAT'S WHERE IT'S ENDING????????????

[dullgecko]

Heyo so u wanted to come if on anon for a while now but also wanted to have another headcanon or idea to share when I do, but I think I’m pretty taped out for new ideas.

Anyway here I am surprise 🎉

I still regularly check out your page and I always enjoy seeing the new posts and responses plus any updates to the chaos horde au.

Also I know I said I’m out of things to share at this moment but I did have one small thing for my new favourite of Tiktik;

I remember a post about goblins having very strong opinions on fashion and the idea that once they find a look they like they stick with it and go full force with it.

So Tiktik decides to stay in elmville for a while just to visit the gang, particular her pretty cleric and see how they just generally live their lives etc.

Part of this is going to a mall or clothing store to get her solace appropriate clothing. My initial thought was to Tiktik was going full goth mode since she’s used to wearing dark clothing anyway like most goblins do to blend in with shadows and night and I imagine her loving the intricate shiny jewellery, studs and spikes she can add.

But then I thought hang on, for the first time in her life she doesn’t have to worry about camouflage or standing out to much or she’ll possibly be eaten, and now has access unlimited to all these new and exciting clothes (Fabian offered to buy her anything she wanted and get it tailored to her size later, he claims it’s just a welcome gift but secretly it’s more of a thank you for helping get me and Riz together gift).

So she goes for the brightest most gaudy clothes she can find, I’m talking rainbow leggings, several different kinds of bright plastic bracelets on each arm and necklaces along with the loudest patterned shirts and skirt/shorts anyone’s ever seen.

She comes out of the dressing room and while everyone saw the clothes she picked out it’s still a shock to actually see it all together and before anyone can say anything to try and talk her out of her fashion choices, Kristen does her best impression of a suggestive/impressed goblin growl genuinely finding the outfit she’s wearing to be HOT (she wears tie dye and a yellow tracksuit, her fashion sense aren’t the best).

Also thing honestly was only meant to be a small thing but it kinda got away from me 😅

Xx

God i love it so much but also AHHH HI <3

The goblins up in the mountains actually have fairly nice clothing. They might not have cotton, but they have a kind of silk harvested from creatures they farm in the darkness of their caves. Very strong and rip-proof so it can withstand their claws and it feels wonderful against your skin. Adventurers used to find bolts of the silk in goblin caves and attributed it to them stealing it from elven settlements.

The stereotype of a goblin wearing threadbare rags is only because adventurers were constantly encountering them after destroying their homes and trying to exterminate them. Textile arts take time and if you're constantly running for your life and moving you dont have time to make any new outfits. It gets put on the backburner even more so if your species doesnt have much of a taboo about nudity.

Its almost always dyed mostly greens and dark browns so their camoflage doesnt get disrupted too badly but it's all tailored to fit well, and tight, so it doesnt get snagged on anything.

Other than the silks they'll usually also have leather clothing. There's plenty of it to go around since they hunt for 99% of their food so its usually what smaller kits wear since they'll grow out of it fast.

Tiktik comes to Solace and there's just SO MANY different fabrics and colours, so she spends hours just wandering around a store running her hands over things to test how they feel (some of the textures are repulsive and Riz agrees). She finds some stuff she likes and goes a little wild on the colour choices ands up stepping out of the changing room and its just like

Riz is kindof glad he's wearing light-filtering glasses.

[18catsreading]

Lou: great, so 9 uh 14

Brennan: fourt-- wait, 14?

Lou: 14. Don't look at -- don't do that. That's your "I'm sorry I have to do this" face!

Emily: oh my God!!

Brennan: you know I'm always rooting for you

Lou: yea I know

Brennan: I'm always rooting for you

Siobhan: don't cry!

Emily: [waggling her finger back and forth] because you make your NPCs say the Night Yorb every single other word

Brennan: I have to abide by the rules of things I choose to do

Lou: well, the hangman is behind the van for whatever you choose to do

Brennan: Murph I'm gonna need you to roll five D10

Siobhan: No!

Lou: Oh my god

Ally & Siobhan: you're gonna make Murph do it?

Brennan: Murphy's driving

Murph: it's the rule. Okay, I'm back to myself this episode gang. Don't worry.

Lou: Murph, don't you --

Murph: except for the beans that were due!

Lou: don't break any probabilities this time.

Murph: here's beans [holding up a die] the beans are due, so these beans stay in the can.

Brennan: that last damage roll was .002 probability

Lou: so no more probability smashing alright?

Murph: no more probability smashing.

Lou: Or break it the other way. Just regular cursed rolls. All of them are ones.

Murph: just regular cursed rolls [rolls] pretty cursed. [Math happens]

Brennan: Fabian you take 22 points of damage. Please put your mini prone -- [moves mini]

*group laughs*

Ally: you have to stay in the van

Lou: I was trying to!

Murph: you have to wear your seatbelt, Fabian

Brennan: Fabian has jumped and gone under the Hangvan twice

Ally: you have to wear your seatbelt

Zac: in what, two turns?

Siobhan: yes!

Brennan: in, like two rounds.

Lou: two thirds of my turns have been underneath -- have started underneath this van

Siobhan: all you had to do was roll a two both times

Lou: that's it. All I had to do was roll a two. If I roll a two it happens.

Brennan: can I just say for anyone watching at home, don't jump out of moving vehicles, because even if you're so agile, the risk reward --

Murph: so agile.

Brennan: so agile!

Lou: *stutters indignantly* I was climbing! All right, well, the hangman scoops me up again. Can I make a check to grab onto the hangman?

Brennan: give me another DC 15 acrobatics

Lou: don't do this to me. You're embarrassing me on this show

Brennan: this is where -- if you roll a nat one this is gonna be worse than Cody's turn in Unsleeping City.

Lou: I've already lost one dice alright? *Rolls a 25*

[highfiveheroes]

HI CAN I HEAR THE DEEP DIVE PLS I WOULD LIKE TO KNOW YOUR THOUGHTS ON APPLESPRINGS

APPLESPRING DEEP DIVE HEY!!! HEY!!!!!!!

also sorry in advance i lost the plot halfway through and i fucking. i love them. anyway no read mores we die like dayne blade

oh god okay what is so important to me. is that first and foremost. kristen and gorgug have such a Relationship they have connections other people don’t and i just. fuck man. they died together on day one and i fucking. i love them man. anyway

it is vital to me that. kristen is still a Lesbian. she does not like men and this is important to me. but she cares So Deeply About Gorgug, like. fabian and riz and adaine and fig are her brothers and sisters. she doesn’t replace the applebees brothers, but she finds a new set of family, and they all mean something to her. but for some reason. gorgug to me has this intrinsic understanding of her that is so Different to how everyone else sees her, and. shameless plug i have a whole series of fics about them and how they interact and it’s love without being in love because i’m so scared to commit to writing it

because the big thing is that i project the hell onto gorgug when it comes to gender, and its. gorgug’s gender is mashed potatoes. i cannot explain better than that but i will try like. he’s not Not a guy. he is just a Guy. but a guy in the sense that people say “hey you’re a guy” and that’s not Right but it’s not Wrong. and if fig comes in and says they’re doing makeup and nail polish and wearing dresses onstage he will do that as well. he doesn’t have a problem. because how other people see him when it comes to gender specifically (and it ties into his upbringing, having people look at this gnome family with their half orc son and having Opinions) he doesn’t Care how other people see him. they can assign whatever they want to him. inside his brain, if prodded, is just a ball of mashed potatoes, because he doesn’t care. gendernonconforming/nonbinary gorgug is the love of my fucking life i have. so many thoughts. gorgug thistlespring i have so many thoughts.

but the other part of this is. hear me out. aromantic/demiromantic, bisexual. gorgug Likes Sex. he has been very clear about this to me from like. early on, he’s not ashamed of it (with himself, his parents are a whole other thing). but i don’t think he Likes being a boyfriend. he didn’t put That much effort into it with zelda unless encouraged, and he didn’t seem torn up about the break up, and i think he cared about zelda but it didn’t. mean the same to him, but he did like the crazy sex part of it that came with her family. and then i have Never understood gorgug and mary ann until i took this take on him because mary ann isn’t Trying to have sweet sappy romance. the extent of it is “hey. i wanted to be friends. i still do. i have a bench. let’s fuck.” and gorgug just. it hits Right for him, so that works out

but factoring kristen into gorgug’s whole mashed potatoes and gravy deal??? kristen, the person he shares an unbreakable and completely unique bond with? kristen, his best friend, who was ALSO hypersexual for most of her last relationship? kristen who went through a breakup at the same time as gorgug, who has the same uncertainty about how her family Wanted her to be versus who she became? (and gorgug, whose parents love him but told him to try to keep the rage under control for so long, who also put him into a box he was never meant for, who on day one died and came back wrong next to a girl who was chosen, died, and also came back wrong, endured relentlessly, walked into a forest even though he thought she was dead and told all of his friends it’s gorgug, keep going?)

what was the point of this. queer platonic but sexual but not platonic but still sexual relationship. gorgug and kristen love each other more than anything and they’ll do anything for each other and they’ll do anything to make the other person happy with no strings attached and they died together okay

applespring that was the point wasn’t it. anyway i love them i have Thoughts

[the-fiction-witch]

I’ve been watching house of Anubis and I’m really enjoying it so far. A lot is the same but also a lot is super different but the most jarring difference for me is that they yassified Victor. He’s supposed to be a scary old man but in the English version they hired an actor who looks at least a decade younger than the Victor I’m used to. This is what he should look like to me

But you guys got yassified Victor who looks like a healthy middle aged man

Was your version scary for children? Because here little kids were scared of Victor

Also are school uniforms really a thing in England?

Hiya! I'm so glad you're enjoying it,

yeah Victor in our version is kinda less meant to be a spooky old guy and more a creepy threat he's a lot younger and thus kinda more threatening if that makes sense like you know he could do you harm and waiting for him to snap kinda vibes,

and YES when I was a kid Victor was terrifying to me! To be fair, english kids wouldn't really find old people creepy or frightening like they would laugh more at your version of Victor, whereas our version is more threatening and unsettling, and kids here find that a lot more alarming.

And yes school uniforms are real for the UK, I think most public, private and boarding schools have uniforms, I have never known anyone from the UK who didn't have a school uniform and most of them are some variation on the ones they wear in this show yes.

Just personally my own school uniform from that age, was boarder line identical to what they have in house of anubis except their blazers are like that dark burgundy colour and the trousers/ jumpers are grey :

Ours were black. but other than that it looked the exact same. Tie included I wore a tie every day for five years and if you didn't wear your uniform right you got detention.

Honestly looking at it if this was my school none of them in this pic would have passed a uniform check they all going to detention.

Alfie's shirt isn't tucked in.

Nina's not wearing tights, skirt may be too high and need of measuring (Yes they did legit measure at my school they would stand at the gates with a ruler and if your skirt was 3inches above your knee DETENTION!)

Fabian's top button is undone and his tie is loose

Patrica! holy god her skirts 100% too high, she's got leggings not rights on, her tie is loose, no top button, and her blazer sleeves are up,

Jerome... might be okay maybe he might sneak though a uniform check proving his button is done up and the slips his blazer on before a teacher walks past.

If not they all going to detention!

[letsgivethisonemoreshot]

Indecent Proposal

Gang Shit part 5

Summary: This story is just never going to leave me. Kate has to tell Tyler that they're needed for a meeting. While having a rare discussion, Tyler discovers that Kate needs a little help and offers a solution. But by the end of the night, she gets a lot more than she planned. Still all @norfkid fault. Also this is not the end. I have more in the mind planned.

Trigger Warnings: Language, implied sexual situations,

Words: 2,093

Kate walked through the hallways of the mostly empty house until she came to Tyler’s room. His door was wide open so she stood at the opening and knocked on the door frame. He looked up from what he was doing and smiled when he saw it was her.

“Katie. To what do I owe the pleasure of a visit from you?”

“Call me that again and I’ll rip your balls off,” She replied abrasively. “Trent called. He said that when he gets back tonight he wants to have a meeting with is about starting our plans with Judgement Day.”

“Oh. Does that mean we’re going to dress you in all leather and you pretend you’re a dominatrix?” Tyler asked raising his eyebrows.

“It’s a good thought, but you don’t seem like the kind of person that wants to lend out their own clothes,” Kate smiled sweetly.

“I’d make a joke about you searching through my closet for something to wear, but you’d come no where near here if you knew what kind of stuff I had in there.”

Kate stood silently in the doorway not quite sure how to respond. Of course Tyler finds ways to throw sexuality, innuendos, and threats into any conversation, but this time Kate actually found herself intrigued by his statement. She spent enough time around Tyler to know that he was dead serious about what he said. And she found herself wondering what type of things he kept hidden in his own personal space.

“Thinkin’ about takin’ a look?” He asked breaking out of her thought.

Kate slightly shook her head, knowing she must have looked a bit silly staring off into space. “No thanks. I’m good.”

“You sure about that? Your fuck buddy and Ridge have been gone for a bit and probably aren’t going to be home until at least Thursday.”

“Gee, thanks for your concern. But I think I’ve got myself handled thanks.” Kate replied with sarcasm.

“I don’t know. You’re getting bitchier by the day.”

He was right, not that she’d ever tell him that. She had been getting easily agitated lately and her lack of intimacy was most likely to blame. It had been a while since she and Pete had hooked up, and she hadn’t really been with anyone since she started living with Trent’s organization. There hadn’t really been much of a need to go outside of who she had, especially when they both had a good time. But the last few days she had been really worked up. So much so that masturbating just wasn’t doing anything for her.  

“You’re a real asshole sometimes, you know that?”

“Thank you darlin’,” Tyler replied with a huge smile across his bearded face causing Kate to roll her eyes.

“God I can’t stand you,” She mumbled.

“I know,” He acknowledged her comment anyway. “You know you can probably always talk to Trent. He has a bunch of clubs filled with ladies for whenever any of us want a little fun. I’m sure he can do something for you.”

“He’ll probably tell me that’s what Marcel and Fabian are for,” She sighed.

“What? Not your type?”

“The point of hooking up with someone is to feel good, so no not really. My type would be someone that actually knew how to get a girl off,” She answered as she leaned against the frame to get more comfortable.

Her comment caught Tyler off guard and he burst out laughing. Sure the two groups had been friendly since slightly joining together, but they weren’t close by any means. Tyler, Pete, and Ridge had made fun of Marcel and Fabian behind their backs before, but Kate was never apart of it. Hearing her join in actually dropped his guard a bit, and hearing him genuinely laugh brought a small smile to Kate’s face. She crossed her arms as she continued to lean against the door frame on her shoulder.

“You don’t think they can?”

“One, I’d bet five grand that no matter how big of a game they talk, they couldn’t find my clit even with directions. Two, even if they could, they wouldn’t. They’re the type that only care about their own pleasure and that defeats the purpose of me hooking up with them.”

“Well if you ever feel the need, my closet is your closet,” Tyler said after a chuckle.

“Thanks, but I’m not sure I’ll ever be that desperate,” She replied as she pushed away from the frame about to leave.

“Whatever you say Katie,”

“The fuck did I tell you about calling me that?” She asked harshly as she stopped herself from walking away.

“They’re right here. Come and take ‘em.”  He challenged while he continued to mess around with what he was working on.

“Believe me if there is ever an opportunity for someone to cut your manhood off I would be the first in line.”

Tyler chuckled before looking her in the eyes, a darker tone coating his voice as he spoke now. “You seem to forget just how much of a man I am love. You know damn well I’m capable of making any woman scream. Just depends on them if it’s pain or pleasure.”

“Well you’re always a pain in my ass. And not the good kind,” Kate retorted, trying to sound how she normally does around him and not as if his words were bringing him back to the night she met him.

“You get that for free. Just a perk of living here.” He joked while winking at her. But, you could get the pleasure too. Just tell me how you want it.”

He set down the electronics he had been playing with on a desk that was by his bed standing there with his arms crossed as if he was making a legitimate offer. Kate was fine with this just being banter between them, but the longer she stood in his room with him, and the longer he talked, the more she didn’t want to leave. Somehow through her conversation with him she had felt her underwear damped throughout the course of it. Now painfully aware that she had been slightly squeezing her thighs together to try and relieve the building pressure. And incredibly embarrassed because she realized she didn’t know how long she had been doing so.

“But that part’s not free. Hypothetically speaking.”

Tyler crossed his arms. “Quite simple really. I get you off. You get me off. And I get to enjoy the visual of you falling apart for me. That’s always a plus.”

“You say that like I’d just fall into your bed and start begging.”

He shrugged. “Might have to. What if once I get you under me I tell you I want to hear you beg for it or I won’t make you cum. Then what? You have two choices. Leave unsatisfied and hornier than ya were when you came in here, or beg.”

‘No one would ever be that needy’ is the response that would have usually left Kate’s mouth. Except for in this instance, she might be. She might have to swallow her pride and the dislike she had for Tyler just to get some relief. She just had to figure out if she’d be able to look herself in the mirror later if she gave in.

“Fuck it,” She mumbled as she walked fully into his room to where he stood, slamming the door closed behind her. “You got fifteen minutes Bate.”

Tyler chuckled briefly before grabbing Kate by the arm and carefully spinning her around to face the bed before pushing down on her upper back. Kate let him bend her over the edge of the bed as goosebumps began to rise out of her flesh. Partially for the excitement of what was about to happen. But partially nervousness of being alone with him and allowing him to have control. He stood behind her, one hand placed on her hip as he pulled her lower body closer to his. Kate wiggled against him, trying to get comfortable, and was able to feel just how hard their conversation had made him. Tyler didn’t expect it and a slight groan fell from his lips as he pushed his body even closer to hers, grinding against her. His other hand slowly traced up her back to the back of her neck as his fingers slowly intertwined with her hair before pulling on it yanking her head up. He smiled as she pushed against him even more.

“You’re in my domain now sweetheart. I’ll play with you as long as I want.”

Later that night, Kate was walking down the hallway towards Trent’s office he had on the top floor of the building. She knocked on the door at precisely the time he told her to be there and was met with his deep voice on the other side telling her to come in. She opened the heavy wooden door and entered to see Trent sitting in the large chair behind his desk. Tyler was already in the room, but she also noticed another man in one of the seats across from the desk. Kate was slightly confused at first because she thought the meeting was suppose to just be herself, Tyler and Trent. She had never seen this other man before.

“Ah. Needed to bring in one of your girls for the next meeting? Long day?” The man asked as Kate got closer to the desk.

Her face scrunched up slightly as she heard what this man had to say. She wanted to give him a piece of her mind, but before she was able to answer, Trent spoke.

“No. Not this time. She’s worth more than some whore on her knees.”

Kate found herself smiling at his answer. She felt pride in herself that he thought that highly of her. It made her feel like she was a beneficial part in his organization, and doing a good job proving her loyalty. It made her feel like when she was younger and Sheamus had taken her in and began to show her the ropes. She picked everything up quickly and he would tell her what a good job she was doing. And her worries began to fade about useful enough to have a place to stay and become an active part of the group. She hadn’t felt that in a long time.

“You got a girl working for you now? And a hot one at that?” The mystery man asked surprised. “She could make you a lot of money in your club with that look.”

“Look at that face,” Trent instructed as he pointed at Kate. “I’ve seen that face sad, angry, upset, happy, you name it. That face can infiltrate anyone’s heart and can be a ticket inside. That is entirely more valuable than however many twenties will get thrown at her in a night.”

“Well then,” He began as he started to stand up. “If you ever change your mind and want to test her out, let me know.”

“I’d quit while ahead if I was you mate. Her bite is actually worse than her bark.” Trent warned.

“And I’ve heard her bark plenty. It’s pretty vicious.” Tyler added.

“Close the door on your way out. Someone will show you to the front.”

Kate didn’t say anything to him, but tried to keep a stern look on her face which was a bit difficult since she was beaming internally. She waited until the door was closed before she spoke.

“Well he seems nice,” She stated sarcastically.

“You shoulda heard him earlier. Lad doesn’t know when to shut up,” Tyler said.

“Sounds familiar.”

“At least I was here to listen to him,” Tyler mumbled.

“Hey. I got here at the time Mr. Seven asked me to be here.”

Trent cleared his throat causing both of them to stop talking and look at him.

“In order for this to work, I’m going to need the two of you to work together and trust each other. Is that going to be a problem?”

“Of course not boss. You know I’m always professional when I need to be. And you know where my loyalty lies.” Tyler answered.

“What about you?” He asked as he looked at Kate.

Kate looked over her shoulder to Tyler, then back to Trent.

“No, sir. Tyler may be a dick and there may be times I’d like to shove a cactus down his throat, but I know he has my back. And I’ll have his.”

[garyalanhidalgo]

3. The Hotel Cairo Is Private Property

Who knew Hughie Roman would be grateful to this Fabian person after ignoring his calls many times over the past two months? Accepting the Acting Manager’s invitation sounded like a long overdue holiday, but taking a rideshare to the Hotel Cairo was anything but. It truly was an act of desperation. 

He opened the passenger door of the black circa 1990s Jetta, and a cloud mushroomed off it from the thick layer of dust that camouflaged its countless scratches, dents, and bald spots.

“Hughie Roman?” the red-haired woman at the wheel asked as she lifted her sunglasses to reveal her pale blue eyes. “I’m Rusty Fontana, your rideshare to Hannibal. I tried to run your credit card, but it got rejected.”

Hughie reached for his wallet and said, “I can give you cash. Why do you look so familiar?”

“I must have one of those faces,” she said. “You know an average Joe. I mean Josie.”

At least Rusty Fontana’s charming company made the two-day road trip from Los Angeles to Hannibal feel shorter and less repetitious than he feared. His chauffeur hesitated to share additional details about herself. To compensate, Hughie shared more than Rusty, who’d never seen his show, probably wanted to know about her outspoken passenger for the next forty-eight hours.

“Where do you want to get dropped off?” Rusty asked as they passed by trees, then more trees, followed by even more trees.

Hughie glimpsed the white and gray building with four massive pillars that made it look like, to his ex, the Pantheon, and Hughie, the White House. For once, they had both been correct. The Hotel Cairo was the premier example of Greek revival architecture that deserved to sit in Los Angeles or New York, not here in this backwater setting out of The Last Picture Show or—he choked—Deliverance.

“I’m headed there,” he pointed out the Hotel Cairo to an exasperated Rusty as they got closer to the hill it reverently crowned.

“You’re staying at the Hotel Cairo?”

“Just until next week. It’s not quite like I pictured it.” As they got closer, he identified that the stucco white was actually dirty white, and bald spots scarred the roof where some gray shingles had slid off. Sure, they were minor wear and tear, but Hughie cringed at the thought as they diminished the hotel’s face value. “It’s seen better days.”

“As someone born three decades before they built that hotel,” Rusty said, “I won’t comment. Hey, at least they have running water.”

Hughie glumly noted that the fountains spread out across the grounds that, per the agent’s vivid description, once spouted water were now used as planters for common-looking yellow flowers. He would take it up with the actual manager soon enough, not just someone acting as manager.

“Speaking of running water,” Rusty said, “I hope you don’t take this the wrong way, Mr. Roman.

“We’ve been stuck like glue for two days. You can speak your mind freely and please call me Hughie.”

“Alright, Hughie.” Rusty fanned her nose. “You may want to freshen up once you get to your room. Sorry, but I told you to wash up at the last three gas stations.”

“I have a thing about using public bathrooms.”

Rusty pinched her nose and scrutinized him from head to toe. “While you are quite handsome in a devil may care way, you smell like a—I forgot what’s politically correct for—bum.”

“I haven’t used a public toilet since I was in high school. Even then, I detested them. Who knows what nasty diseases you’d pick up?”

“Yet you don’t have an issue with stinking up my car. Thank God I keep Pine Air Freshener handy for my riders’ enjoyment. If you could reach for it below my seat and apply it per instruction to the rear-view mirror. I’d be much obliged. And feel free to wear one. Please, I keep extras.”

Hughie did as advised to hang one in the rear-view mirror. Then he panicked as the Jetta began to pull into the hotel driveway. Before the car turned to wind its way up the hill and arrive at the main building, he abruptly hit the vehicle’s horn.

“What the fuck?” Rusty cursed, not amused by the scare he gave her.

“Can we please stop here?” he asked.

“But the hotel’s still further up. Let me drop you off at the door even if you aren’t fit to mingle with the townsfolk. Main Street locals maybe, but this hotel is a four-star establishment. They have a higher class of riffraff.”

“Ahem,” Hughie said. “It’s a five-star hotel. They have a gourmet restaurant, health club, and spa. And the only local I’m gonna mingle with is the honor bar.”

Rusty scratched her head. “If you’re not careful, those things could run up an enormous debt.”

“I meant I’ll hit up the hotel bar.” Hughie sniffed his reeking armpits as he got out of the car. “After I take a shower and change.”

Because of their abrupt stop, they currently blocked the driveway of the Hotel Cairo. As he stretched beside the Jetta, he spotted an antique white and gold Rolls Royce as it rolled down the hill at the same time. Even in car-obsessed Los Angeles, the elegant automobile would have commanded a great deal of attention. This model, a 1938 Wraith, would have particularly earned his adulation.

Its engine may have purred like a cat, but its horn trumpeted like an elephant at him as he pulled out his luggage from the trunk of the more practical Jetta. With his luggage in hand, Rusty left Hughie in the dust, frightened off by the warning.

Having expelled at least one inconvenience from its path, the Rolls prepared to mow down its remaining obstruction. Face to face with the vehicle, Hughie angrily reminded himself that it was half his property and, therefore, whoever it was inside owed him some respect. He shivered as he looked into the icy-blue pupils of the attractive, middle-aged lady with dazzling flaxen hair snug in the backseat. She scolded her chauffeur, who winked at Hughie as they flew within an inch of his life.

Narrowly missing him, Hughie waved to get their attention, but the Rolls sped off the property in a huff. The vanity plates XENIA1 glared at him as he gave the Rolls one last look. He rolled his eyes while he stifled his envy.

Hughie dragged his Louis Vuitton rolling luggage and wheeled duffle bag, both matching Monogram Canvas, up the winding road to the Hotel Cairo. Surveying the sprawling property, this had indeed been his only worthwhile investment in thirty years of get-rich-quick schemes that included the late nineties Dot-com bubble and bust and cryptocurrency, whose concept he still couldn’t understand.

It wasn’t exactly that he was trying to get rich. Thanks to Autumn of My Discontent, he was rich longer than most actors managed. But alas, he got old. Everything went downhill from there.

Hughie felt guilty for not telling Rusty the truth. He didn’t want the hotel staff or their manager to see him get dropped off in her over-the-hill Jetta. Not that it wasn’t a fuel-efficient and comfy ride, Lameo Larry would say. It just wasn’t the right fit. He may be a loser back home, but Hughie Roman wanted to arrive at his hotel as a winner even if he had to pretend that he took a limousine from the airport after flying first class, of course. Obviously, the limo had a flat tire outside the driveway, forcing him to walk the rest of the way up. 

Thank God he brought Louis Vuitton luggage. It was still the unmissable mark of a celebrity.

* * *

At the peak of the steep last length of the driveway, two men lost no time welcoming him to the Hotel Cairo.

“Hello,” Hughie said. “Which one of you is—” Before he could finish his friendly how-do-you-do, a well-dressed man with gray-green eyes immediately punched his face with wanton disregard. With that, he lost consciousness for at least a minute, in which he fantasized he cuddled an Oscar like a long-lost child.

“Whoever the man is, you should never have hit him. You’re the lawyer. You should know better.”

“What’s this drunken bum doing with expensive luggage like this? He must’ve stolen it from one of your guests.”

“Don’t call him that. It’s disparaging. He’s an unhoused person with an alcohol use disorder.”

As the Oscar tore itself away from his forlorn embrace, Hughie groaned in relief, then rubbed his left cheek. The thickness of his beard had protected his precious face from any superficial damage.

“I-I-I’m ...” he said.

“Thank God, you’re awake.” One of them kneeled to check on him. It wasn’t the man that struck him. This man had beaming brown eyes that matched his carefully tapered chestnut hair. If he wasn’t already fully awake, Hughie would’ve mistaken him for an angel shielding him from the nasty piece of work in the blue blazer. “I’m sorry, sir. The Hotel Cairo is private property and James just wanted you to go. But he should have asked and not laid a finger on you. Is your jaw okay?”

Hughie turned his head to show off his chiseled jaw. The nice man saw he was okay, sighed with relief, and caressed his cheek with tenderness.

“Fabian,” the mean man shouted. “You don’t know where he’s been.”

“Fabian Flores?” Hughie stood up.

“That’s me.”

“As I was trying to say before your security guard pummeled me without mercy, I’m Hughie Roman. We spoke last Monday.”

“I am not the security guard,” the one named James growled at him, “and you aren’t Mr. Roman. But this is probably his luggage.”

 He unzipped the leather duffel bag and dumped its contents on the ground before Hughie or Fabian could protest.

“James, please stop,” Fabian said to his crazed co-worker. “Do you have any I.D. to prove you’re Hughie Roman?”

“Yes, I do.” Hughie reached for his wallet, but his back pocket was empty. “No, I don’t. I must’ve dropped it in the Uber.”

“You took an Uber here?” Fabian asked. He crouched on the ground and scooped up Hughie’s belongings.

Hughie saw a familiar wine-colored envelope sticking out among his unmentionables. He grabbed it and presented it to Fabian.

The hotel manager’s eyes dilated. “It’s our seal, and it’s sent courtesy of Carraway & Sons.”

“I still don’t believe him.” The man named James would’ve been handsome even by Hollywood’s lofty standards had he not had a disagreeable scowl. “He looks and smells putrid. Hughie Roman is a wealthy television star. Surely, he would’ve showered and dressed up before he checked into his hotel.”

James took the envelope from Fabian and pulled out the thick packet of papers inside. Finally, identifying an unmistakable sign made him laugh hysterically.

“What is it?” Fabian asked.

“It’s my father’s signature.”

“Now, do you believe him?” Fabian said like he definitely knew Hughie had told them the truth.

He caught the thoughtful hotel manager staring at him from time to time. Why was he so obsessed with his face long after he brushed his cheek while he’d been on the ground? Now that Hughie was on his feet again, Fabian studied his face even more conspicuously. It was as if he looked more familiar now that gravity hadn’t flattened his features out of proportion. Who did he see in those stolen glances?

Hughie’s mind raced as he heard James call someone on his phone. “Sheriff Holden, we have a criminal element at the Hotel Cairo.”

After a forty-eight-hour trip, being knocked unconscious upon arriving, and having his clothes scattered across the driveway, Hughie was out of steam.

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[fandom-panda]

Liveblog-ish Dimension 20 Fantasy High S1 Ep16 & 17

(time stamp of slightly after what im talking about) my thoughts/questions/reactions. just so its easier for you to read/know what im talking about

ep16(3:20) ajdhsjsj goldendick

(5:45) oh my god gorgug you could kill your innocent classmates!!!

(23:40) nooooo ragh nooooo!

(28:00) girl why did you let them put your best friend in a crystal?!?!?!?

(41:00) i like how the dragon wears a little suit

(44:00) “can you please stop flirting with me” AHDHFKSJSJ FIG

(51:00) omg i was not expecting gorgug and ragh to kiss

(1:94:40) i’m so glad kristen and ragh are just unconscious and not dead

(1:12:27) it would be so unfortunate if riz’s mom only shows up after the battle is completed

(1:14:40) YEAAAAAAAA JAWBONE!!!!!!!!!!!!

(1:15:30) asdkfnsksj “do you understand me?” “no” *continues monologuing*

(1:21:20) omg making goldenrod the lunch lad is so mean!!! but i love the idea of promoting gilear to be vice principal <3

(1:25:42) yaaaaay!!!! fig’s dad is freed!!!!

(1:32:20) YEAAAAAAA LES GO JAWBONE!!!!!!!

(1:42:50) haha yea ur tie is burnt >:3

(1:47:40) that is such a wild move, to get “something to beat kalvaxis” from the jacket of useful things. like wow i never would have thought about it

(1:52:00) COME ON FABIAN I KNOW YOU CAN DO THIS!!! I BELIEVE IN YOU

(1:56:20) HOLY SHIT LETS GO KRISTEN!!!!!!!!

ep17(2:17) holy fucking shit it’s doreen

(4:30) …what the fuck??? aegfort?!?!?!?

(9:10) …oh my fucking god that was so deep jesus christ and it was in a d&d game

(10:30) yk? thats actually a pretty good god

(13:30) how was this not scripted?!?!?!? jesus christ brennan!!!

(21:22) omg jawbone ily. sklonda too

(48:00) YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAA LETS GO RIZ!!!!!!!! also its so satisfying that riz, who’s dad died when he was young bc of kalvaxis, got to kill kalvaxis. (it also wouldve been great if fabian got the killing blow). also i love that riz and sklonda are eating kalvaxis >:))))))))

(50:50) …im sorry, the last phoenix is aegfort’s lover?!?!?!?

(52:20) OH MY GOD I WAS RIGHT!!!! THE COPS ONLY SHOW UP AFTER THE BATTLE IS ALREADY OVER!!!!

(1:07:30) ASSFDHDHXJCDHCG “young lady, i have no idea who that is… and im telling you right now? yes” AKDVDJVDJDVDJDBFJD

(1:13:45) omg ok so fabian’s mom and gilear? hilarious. omg that is the best choice ever made. and fig’s mom w jawbone? 🥺😭🧡

(1:15:20) omg i love that adaine is 1. currently living w jawbone and tracker and 2. going to emancipate herself. go her!! :DDDD also i love yhe fact that zayne is now the first ghost student at aguefort. also that she freed the ice cream guy from his curse

(1:18:30) i swear to fucking god fabian!!! aelwyn is horrible!!!!

[cattatonically]

The Dragon Experiment - Louisa Masters (Here Be Dragons, book 3)

Synopsis

Who knew sleeping around could save the entire species?

I’m a simple dragon. Give me knowledge, give me research, give me rings for my hoard, and give me athletic men who want to get sweaty between the sheets… or anywhere else. Those things make me happy. Other things… well, who cares about those?

Turns out, I should have cared. Or at least paid attention. Because I somehow signed up for a scientific study run by a shy, nerdy sorcerer with the body of a god. And the study just happens to be about my favorite form of exercise.

It doesn’t take long for me to know I want to do more than science with Rhys. I’ve never been the kind of dragon to mix feelings with fun, but Rhys could be the one person who meets all my needs, even if he won’t wear a ring on every finger.

But when his research becomes more important than any of us could have imagined, our relationship enters a new phase. Now it’s up to me to show Rhys how much he’s worth… both to me and to the future of his species.

My Thoughts

I really wasn’t entirely sure what to expect from Fabian, what with the brief encounters we’ve had of him in the first two books. But I can’t honestly say he is about exactly what I expected.

Fabian is passionate about research, and history. To the point where he gets distracted by his trains of thought very easily, and often finds himself not paying attention to important details, or outright forgetting them. Which leads him to very promptly forget signing up for a study conducted by Dr. Rhys Griffiths. How does one forget they consent – with a signature! – to a be a participant in a scientific study? By being distracted by pretty rings.

Rhys is incredibly serious, and entirely devoted to his research. He wants to improve the overall health of his community, and this study could help him achieve those goals. But he was not prepared for Fabian, who comes (back) into his life rather like a tornado.

Even when the stakes of Rhys’ research prove to be higher than he initially anticipated, Fabian is by his side, determined to figure out the puzzle, and resolve the situation.

Rhys and Fabian could not be more opposite, but that draws them together. They grow to care deeply for each other – to fall for each other – and they balance each other out. (Balance seems to be a very key theme in this series, and in the previous series as well.) They have a few rocky moments that they work through, and a few nosy friends and loved ones who intervene maybe a bit too much. But it goes to show that they each have a support network in their side that care for them, and their wellbeing.

In the end, despite the slightly higher tension of this book, it was still a very lovely, low-angst, romantic read. I enjoyed getting to know Fabian more, and being introduced to Rhys. The larger the dragon family grows, the more content they all seem to be. And there are few things that make me happier than a happy, healthy found family.

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You know what? Yeah. Let's continue this. Hexsquad meets the Bad Kids, who would instantly get along? I have thoughts and I'm willing to share them!

Adaine and Amity, of course, is the most obvious. They're both anxious rich kids with shitty parents who LOVE studying, reading, and are just all-around absolute nerds. They'd get along like a photo studio house on fire.

Riz and Gus? Oh my god. Small lads. Curious lads. Ace lads. AUTISTIC lads. The second these two had a chance to meet, they'd instantly start trading hyperfixations and conspiracy theories. It's unstoppable force meets unstoppable force and not even Sklonda and Perry can convince them to just chill.

After that, it gets a little less clear-cut... but I do think that Gorgug and Vee would get along pretty well. They're both awkward, shy sweethearts who struggle with being thought of as monsters, and I can just imagine these two chilling together, maybe tinkering a bit, while listening to heavy metal music.

This one is a little angsty, but, well... Kristen and Hunter could absolutely connect over their religious trauma. They're both sheltered kids who are learning how to be teenagers, coming into their own as people, and who absolutely adore their respective girlfriends. Plus, "I hear you get to sleep in until 6am" and "if you answer a question right, you get to go to sleep for four hours!" have the same exact energy.

Willow and Fabian might seem like an odd matchup, but I think it fits to pair the two jocks together... or, well, maybe against each other. While Willow's chaotic energy is a bit more controlled, I could absolutely see the two of them trying to one-up each other, eventually giving up, and sharing snacks while talking about what it means to let go of other people's expectations. Also, I bet they would go nuts for Bloodrush and Flyer Derby, respectively. (Really, though, while we're talking Owl House characters meeting Spyre characters, Willow and Danielle would be instant besties.)

And finally, Luz and Fig. The potential. While aesthetically speaking, they don't quite match up---unless you're going with Luz's more alternative look in season 3---these two have so much in common. Weird girls who just want to be understood, disaster bisexuals who have a thing for complete nerds, too many parents to count, people who found their place in hell (or, well, the PG version of hell in Luz's case), and individuals who wear their hearts on their sleeve, even if Fig claims otherwise. If these two got together, I think the following would happen: Luz would instantly start asking Fig excited questions about demons in her world, Fig would instantly recognize a fellow rebel and adopt her on the spot, and the two would have an epic jam session that ends with them painting each other's nails and gushing over their awesome nerdy girlfriends.

Is this another instance of me combining my hyperfixations in an odd way? Yes. Am I gonna apologize for it? No!

Anyways, uh... which other Owl House/Fantasy High (and others) characters do you think would get along? Personally, I'd love to see a meeting between Eda and Myrtle, but that's just me!

I think Adaine Abernant and Amity Blight would get along great if they ever met

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Hurting - Jerome Clarke x Reader

Warning: abuse, manipulation, non/dubcon, rough sex. Reader & Jerome are 18. Please do not read if any of these themes trigger you!

"I need the piece, (y/n). I have to give Rufus something," Jerome yelled after tearing your piece of the puzzle out of your hands. It had been entrusted to you by the rest of the Sibuna members, as each of you took a piece in order to hide them from Victor.

"Jerome, please give it back, I'll do anything," you begged your boyfriend, "Jerome, if you love me, you'll give me back that stupid piece!"

"(Y/n), you know I can't do that. I love you and I need to keep you safe," he argued, harshly pushing you away from him. As you were in the laundry room, which happened to be quite a small space, you stumbled backwards. Your head hit the cement wall behind you, definitely leaving a bruise for later.

"Ouch, Jerome. God, you're so irrational! Couldn't I just go along with you to speak to Rufus, if you won't at least give me back my piece?"

"I can't, it's too dangerous. I won't let you," he said, holding your puzzle piece in his hand, high above both of you. You made a jump for it but he was too quick for you. Instead, he held your arm in a tight grip and held you against the wall once more.

You gritted your teeth as you felt Jerome's grip tighten on your forearm. You tried to no avail to get your boyfriend off of you. "If you know what's good for you, you'll stay away," Jerome hissed into your ear. You felt his hot breath against your neck, regretting confronting him about it.

Your boyfriend, the master manipulator, always won. He hurt you and twisted your words and stole your belongings and embarrassed you in front of others and made you regret even opening your mouth in the first place. You knew that he loved you deep down, he really did, but it felt like he hurt you a lot more than he actually showed his love for you.

When Jerome had found out how much you really knew about the Cup of Ankh, he used you to get information that he could give to Rufus. He yelled at you and shamed you for spending so much time with your friends and not spending enough with him, your boyfriend. He even accused you of cheating on him with Fabian, which you vehemently denied.

That evening you missed supper, claiming you felt ill and staying in your shared room with Nina and Amber. You had cried and cried, but when Jerome knocked on your door and said to meet him in his room in five minutes, you went anyways.

Alfie spent the night in Mick and Fabian's room as you and Jerome went at it for hours. Your neck had grown purple from Jerome choking you, and you had to wear a scarf for the next two weeks. Love bites littered your chest and upper back. Your wrists ached from Jerome holding you down and repeatedly ramming into you.

The worst was that no one suspected a thing. Your friends were too busy with solving the mystery of the cup of Ankh and evading Victor and the teachers' prying. No one had time to stop and notice what was happening: you were being abused.

The day after Jerome took your puzzle piece, you watched him leave from the cafeteria and you followed him. He went through the backwoods of the school's property and you hid behind some bushes as you watched him.

You couldn't hear much of the interaction, but you could see that Rufus had taken your piece and had no intention of giving it back to Jerome.

"Please, mate, I need to get this piece back to my girl- my friend," Jerome corrected, realizing that he had messed up.

"Oh, so your sweet little girlfriend is involved, is she? The pretty girl I always see you with? She has (y/h/c) hair and (y/e/c) eyes, right? Very, very interesting. This does make the stakes higher, doesn't it? Now that I know she is involved, I just need to get my hands on her and you will be useless to me!" Rufus laughs, intentionally trying to work up Jerome.

"Don't you dare touch her," Jerome warned, pointing a finger threateningly towards Rufus.

"Touch her?" He laughs again, "seems as though you got to her first. I've been watching you, young man. I see the way you grab her and push her around. I wonder where you get that sort of behavior from? Maybe your dear ol' daddy?"

"How do you know about my father?"

"I need to know my clients, Jerome. How else do you think I'm able to get inside of their heads?"

"I'm done with you, Rufus Zeno."

"Oh but we haven't even started, Jerome Clarke."