#i love veth so much

[natp20]

Caleb and I have a very special relationship. It is that of a parent and a child. But I am the parent. You do understand that, correct? I protect him. He’s my boy. And I keep him safe.

[revvethasmythh]

Sam's first concern about playing two characters being "HOW AM I GOING TO FUCK MYSELF??" just. A+ content. this is all i've ever wanted

[0scinine]

I present the Mighty Nein in cropped sleeveless tank tops because I had nothing better to do with my time

[yudol-skorbi]

assholes

[imorphemi]

Guided Meditation

[piratespencilart]

Exandria's #1 dynamic detective duo!

[milquetoad]

of the many injustices put forth toward the show by fans i think the most overall damaging and telling of a complete lack of critical viewership is the idea that sam riegel builds his characters with nothing more than the bit in mind. like you are only telling on yourself if you think characters like scanlan shorthalt and veth brennato are one-dimensional and depthless

[pocketgalaxies]

"the thing that you guys have all taught me is that friends call each other on their shit, and if they're really friends, then they'll be friends afterwards."

[widogasm]

feeling something about veth being fat and having body dysmorphia and still choosing to shape her body in just that way again and step back into it because she wants to live as herself

[artemis-pendragon]

Percy, possessed as fuck, feverishly creating a whole new type of weapon: I will avenge my family and destroy the evil that inhabits my home. I will stop at nothing, and this gun will be my revenge.

Nott, shooting Beau directly in the ass during a tree climbing contest with the one bullet in her gun and then losing anyway: WORTH IT >:)

[wizardnuke]

c2 is a psychological horror story

[piratespencil]

Do you ever just think about how Veth “Nott the Brave” Brenatto is one of the best characters of all time. Do you. Because I do. All the time.

[revvethasmythh]

Luc Brenatto has knuckle "tats" (probably sharpie, let's be honest) that say "BOOM" and if he wasn't my babygirl before lemme tell you he is my sugar plum babygirl now

[dumpinggroundfornonsense]

Me:

My Brain: You know in the Mighty Nein Animated Series you’ll get to see that scene of Yeza saying “It’s still you right?” To Nott

Me:

[stardusted-bookworm]

There's only one way to show affection. Physical.

Touching, kissing, making love. Acts of passion. Huddling together for warmth, survival. Caleb knew them all. Had engaged in all these affections with Astrid and 'Wulf. Had enjoyed it.

Then he broke... And affection no longer existed. There was no touching. No physical contact. Even when he broke out, touch made his skin crawl. Paralyzed him with fear. Made him want to retch and claw his skin off until he could no longer feel.

But when a little goblin girl took his hand for the first time to place a piece of gold in it, he learned that stealing was another form of affection. She showed him love when she stole books and paper for him. When she stole gold itself so he could have his ink and components with the illusion of morality. And Caleb was at peace knowing there was another form of affection, one that wasn't tied to immediate bad memories.

Then there was Beauregard. Her form of affection was also physical. But not the kind he's used to. This wasn't a desperate, heady thing. This was punches to the shoulder as a way to check in, as an admonishment, as a form of excitement. This was an arm slung around his shoulder so she could ruffle his hair. This was excited slaps to his arms whenever he or his magic did something "cool." It was through her that he learned the affections of a sister.

Finally, there was Essek Thelyss. This was a completely different and yet wholly familiar form of affection. The intimacy of sharing spells, of being allowed to hold and touch and view a powerful and capable mage's spellbook. The affection that filled his body when Essek spoke nervously with the Nein, feet dangling in the hot tub. When he spoke passionately about unlocking mysteries and delving deeper. The affection for Essek began to burn, like Caleb's preferred element, like the whiskey mixed in cocoa from their time in Aeor. Different and familiar. Memories of the past mingling with changes of the present. Yet wholly its own beautiful thing.

And now, near the end of this life, Caleb Widogast is proud to note that there are infinite ways to show affection. Each one perfect. Each one comforting. Caleb breathes a sigh of relief, knowing that he will never be trapped in one form of affection ever again.

[dent-de-leon]

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